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Perfectly Trained Lil Skank!

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This little bitch was crying when I just had a finger inside of her. Now after a few weeks of watching her every time her parents went out this fucking little skank can take a giant fat cock up her pussy and asshole! Her tiny holes have been so used! She craves cock and cum now.

I don’t have to force this little skank to drink any more. I love seeing her stumbling around dragging her teddy bear around with her. When little people are drunk it is so fucking cute and funny! I have been training this skank to be a hungry cock whore! She begs for thick cocks and cum loads! She wants to milk a grown man cock so bad!!

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Is there anyone out there who wants their cocks drained by a nasty little skank I trained? I want you to fuck my tight 18 year old holes before you fuck her lil used pussy. See how abused her nasty cunny is now!! Humiliate her for being a dirty whore! She needs to learn her place is the world. She is going to be a fuck toy! 

Monetta is a hot Accomplice Phone Sex slut!

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Monetta is one of a kind. Look at her! She is so fucking sexy. Those titties are so fucking perfect. You know her tiny pink pussy has be used and tortured! She just looks like she needs to be tortured! Those little nipples needs to be bitten. She needs a pump on that pussy and a giant plug in her tight little girl asshole! Just look at her! Doesn’t she give off this “Fuck the life out of me.” Vibe? She looks like she could handle anything you do to her. I wonder what would push this dirty slut to say her safe word.. Or do you think she even has a safe word? I bet you this fucking slut would fight you every step of the way as you force your cock into her tight dry asshole but she would be begging for more! Her pussy is always wet and ready to be fucked! She is so fucking sexy!

Interviewing to be a Nanny

I just got off the phone with a Daddy who was looking for a Nanny. He has 2 little girls and one on the way! Omg I am so excited! He told me what they were looking for in a Nanny and what they want makes my pussy throb! I hope he picks me! I’m the sitter who changes your little brat from the rest of their life after one night with me. I can take the worst little brat and turn her into a submissive cum eating slut. He told me he wasn’t sure such a young girl like myself could handle his spoiled brats. Their mommy has spoiled them rotten, he says that she has ruined them. They don’t act like proper youngins. I told him exactly what I was going to do. Getting caught last week has given me some balls! I want to be in charge and I am going to make that happen! First I would take that sweetest most innocent little one that is so fresh to this world and I would hurt her every time her sissy’s defied me. They don’t want their new little sissy to be hurt, they will be eating out of the palm of my hand by the end of the first night.! His wife needed a babysitter too. She is a spoiled fat pregnant bitch right now and she is going to be punished too. Her pussy is going to be so tender after pushing a little crying sack of piss and shit out of her twat. She is going to be ripped open again! After my friends fuck their little ones then he would turn his giant black cock to her stitched up cunt, while I take care of Daddy as he watches his wife being punished! I think I got the Job! He loved what I was going to do to them. I hope to hear from him soon!

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Slavery Phone Sex poking the Ghosts

Slavery Phone SexMaster has learned about ghost hunting. He wants to so bad to see something to experience something outside his control since everyone and everything in his life falls to his domination. The ghost haunting he is talking about though is different than cassette tapes and thermal cameras. He wants to feel them himself and so he’s going to piss them off enough to retaliate against him or her. I don’t know why he’s working so hard to walk into danger but… This scares me so badly and I know I can’t say no. So we went to Georgia to this house that was known as a plantation house. One that was horrible to slaves, many died after they were tortured to death and had been converted into a museum by one of the surviving ancestors of one of the slaves… I don’t think he’d be happy if he knew what Master wanted to do after the tour and the stories of the atrocities that occurred but Master paid a lot of money for us to spend the night alone inside this home and as the owner left and we were truly alone. He grabbed his toy bag and we went to the basement. An area that was once used as a dungeon as it still had rusty metal shackles on the wall. He took his skein of rope and tied me to these shackles and I felt a shiver run through me. Almost as if fingers running over my hair and as if trying to comfort me an old song getting stuck in my head that I didn’t realize was there until I heard Master ask me “What the fuck are you humming?” and I looked over my shoulder at him surprised. “I don’t know Sir…” he grinned. Realizing that maybe the spirits he so badly wanted to feel were already toying with me, I imagine he thought they were scratching and hurting me rather than the gentle caresses and touches that shivered through my body. He pulled out a flogger with thick leather falls. One to warm me up rather than hurt me but I didn’t know of the modifications he made. The small metal claws he added to the end of each fall and he hit me hard. Not warming me up and making me scream as I felt those metal claws slash across my back. I could feel the air go from warm and comforting to tense and felt a soft brush of air across my cheek as if trying to wipe away tears. Then another hit from Master. I screamed, gripping the ropes hard as I let my weight be supported by the old shackles. I started to sing to myself “Hush little baby…” whack! Another hard hit and scream as he laughed behind me. The words kept coming as if against my will. “Don’t say a word…” I sang softly under my breath as I heard the scrape of something hard against the brick floor. He screamed, “Come at me you fuckers. Or I’ll be her back raw!” I could already feel the blood running down my back. I saw from the corner of my eye his arm reach up ready to hit me again. Then there was a thump before he could hit me again. He screamed this time and I turned to watch him as he scrabbled to grip the bricks. Hold himself in the room near me, even gripping for my ankles for me to help him as unseen hands dragged him from me towards a cell that was only 10-15 feet away from me. He couldn’t reach me and I couldn’t help him and as they dragged him into the room the door slam closed behind him. I watched that door, waiting for him to come out as the room turned cold around me. “Mama’s gonna buy you a mocking bird…”

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Babysitting doesn’t pay much but I don’t want to sweat, unless I am fucking! Plus I am starting to hate these little fuckers I watch. Ugh they never fucking shut up but I want money. I got an idea after fucking my english teacher for an A. I thought I could bring dudes to the houses where I am and they can come fuck me there! I’d get paid for doing two things at once! I didn’t even realize the potential money I could be bringing in until little Farah walked in on my sucking a fat cock while riding another one in the livingroom. She screamed and ran. I was freaked out but those guys wanted her too. They said she was my mini me! Long red hair, sapphire blue eyes.

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They just knew that her tight little bald cunny would make them cum so fucking hard. I giggled and said “For a grand you guys can fuck all of her holes and cover me in your cum.” Next thing I know they handed me one thousand dollars and I was rubbing my raid haired pussy while they forced their cocks in her tiny bald holes! It was so fucking hot watching them spread her bald little cunny lips open and spit on her hole. The way she screamed as they shoved their big grown man cocks made my skin crawl! I was so hot, I wanted more. I joined in my licking their assholes as they fucked her tight holes. 

Snuff Phone Sex the Execution

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I never thought it was illegal to be a taboo adult phone sex whore.

But here I was, the day of my execution. I wasn’t sure if I was afraid or excited knowing that today was going to be my last day.

It definitely became fear as I heard the heavy clomp of boots moving closer to me. I looked up at the two guards who sneered at me before opening the door. “Ready bitch?” one guard asked. The other staying behind. I felt as though I was shaking “Is it really today?”

They both laughed at me, their laughter harder as I felt my face flush. “Strip bitch.” he commanded and I stood, unzipping the orange jumpsuit and shrugged out of it. My face hotter as I stood naked in front of the two guards.

“On all fours!” the guard commanded. I moved to all fours on the concrete floor in front of them. He reached down, grabbing my long hair he used it as a leash. “You’re crawling there bitch.”

He yanked on my hair, making me cry out in pain as he pulled me down the hall forcing me to try to keep up with him as he led me to what I was sure was the execution chamber.

It was a circular room with 12 people sitting behind a glass wall. I was forced to look at them all by the firm hand in my hair. I felt my blush spreading to my chest. I wanted to look away but he just wouldn’t let me and laughed at my embarrassment.

“Stand up bitch.” he commanded, pulling up hard on my hair to make me cry out as I struggled to my feet. He gave me another moment to meet the eyes of those people behind the wall as he explained “This slut is being executed today for her acts of treason. She is going to be tortured before being made to orgasm and electrocuted. Do you have anything to say slut?”

“Please forgive me for the crimes I’ve committed…” I commented, gasping as I found myself led by my hair to a spreader bar set up in the room. First he had me raise one arm and then the other. Cuffing and forcing them to stay spread before I positioned my legs my ankles cuffed also to keep my legs spread wide.

I wasn’t able to see what he grabbed next until I felt the heavy leather falls of a flogger cut across my back, the ends slapping to end it in a sharp pain that made me cry out. Again, and again, the flogger lashing across my back. Each hit making the burn spread further throughout my body.

He finally stopped and I felt like I could breathe again only to have him tell me “Open your mouth.” in his commanding tone. I did that and he shoved the handle of a snake whip he had far enough down my throat that I gagged on it.

“Keep it there slut. Don’t drop it.” he told me with a sadistic smile on his lips. He reached forward then. Taking my nipples between his fingers he squeezed, pulled, twisted. Making a sharp pain shoot through me and cry out from around the whip handle.

He pulled the handle from my mouth and smiled at me. “Good girl.” he teased, his hand resting against my cheek before he slapped me across my face. His hands grabbing my hair again as he forced me into a bending position. My arms muscles straining against the binds as he used his other hand to spread my pussy lips. “Just look how wet she is. What a slut. You like all these people watching you don’t you?”

“Yes sir.” I replied, crying out as he gave me a sharp slap to my wet pussy. Laughing at my predicament as he undid the cuffs around my ankles and wrists. “8 or 10?” he asked.

I was confused. “What?” I asked, screaming out and holding my side where a whip had cracked and broken the skin. “Don’t be stupid. 8 or 10 inches.” he repeated. Giving another crack against my thigh as I cried out “8!” he laughed again, this time the whip cracked against my ass. I could feel the lingering sharp stings against my skin and the slow tickle of blood as it dripped.

“Go to the chair.” he said, whipping me again as I looked at the intimidating chair with its ankle and wrist bindings, ones that went all the way up to prevent its victim from thrashing. There was a hole in the seat where I was sure the cock would go through and I felt another cutting blow as I stared to long as my mode of death.

I moved on shaky legs towards the chair. Feeling the bite of whip across my back, ass, arm, thigh, everywhere as he “encouraged” me along. Sitting on the cold metal with hot marks was a mix of comfort and stinging in an entire new way.

He wasted no time though, strapping my arms and legs to the chair. Pulling my hair behind me and trying it to an eyehook before using straps across my forehead and throat to prevent me from looking away or struggling.

He put 4 electrode pads on me. One to my inner thigh, another over my heart, one against the side of my throat, and one against my head. I felt nervous then, my breath speeding up as he went behind me. I could hear him messing with mechanical components before I felt the huge head of a fake cock pressing against my wet pussy.

I moaned, unable to help it. He turned it on low and it moved in and out of me slowly. It was so big and went so deep, I couldn’t help but feel that building of pressure. The toy increased in intensity and began to fuck me harder and faster, I moaned. My breath coming quick as it seemed to hit all the right spots and not stop.

I couldn’t help it, he knew what he was doing and was a master of the controls. I could feel myself cumming in no time and felt what started as a soft tickle turn into a searing pain and I cried out in a mix of pain and orgasm.

Then stopped, blinking as I thought to hard. “I’m not sure how to orgasm and die.” I looked at the false wall where a director and a sound guy stood. Heard a collective groan of the other cast members as he yelled “Cut!” and we all had a laugh about it as it appeared in the blooper reel later.

Just kidding, I was stuck in the chair. My entire body tensing and vibrating with the electricity coursing through it. My hands opening and closing against the arm of the chair as I felt my heart skip beats. My pussy felt almost like it was keeping in time and then it did it again, and again, each time the electricity pumped through my body I felt a bit fuzzier. The pain further away. The colors of the world just a shade different…

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Forced Intoxication Phone Sex Isis

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I love watching new little brats. I try really hard to make the first time a lot of fun. So I can get to check out the house, have the brats like me and get the parents to call me again. When I put your little brats to bed I love to tell them a bed time story. They are showered and in the pj’s. Bellies full of milk and cookies. Teeth brushed and hair perfectly untangles. They are all tucked into bed ready to go asleep and I ask them if they want to hear a scary bed time story! They were so excited! I sat on the edge of their bed after I turned off the lights. The night light gives enough light for them to see my face and only my face. I relax and slip my panties to the side. I start to play with my pussy as I tell them of the evil babysitter. She has her friends waiting at the end of the street.

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They are waiting for your mommy and daddy to leave. They walk in the door with their hands full of beer, vodka, and their pockets full of cash for me and enough dope to make Snoop Dog say no. My friends start ripping their little clothes off their bodies. Smack, biting, pinching, licking and sniffing their bodies as they are tossed around like rag dolls. Rubbing my pussy that is just getting wetter and wetter. Now to the good park. The evil babysitter and her friends make the little brats drink a whole bottle of vodka forcing them to get drunk! It will also help her friends fuck their tiny little fucking pussies! The little one’s I am telling my naughty story too start to get so scared but loopy at the same time. That’s when I tell them the evil babysitter is me and I cover them in my pussy juices as I squirt all over their little faces. After they pass out. I am going to take pictures of their little pussies and sell them to my friends for the next time I watch them. 

Snuff Phone Sex Fantasies

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex fantasies excite me as a submissive whore. I average a few kill calls a day. There is something about me that makes men want to do very bad things to me.Maybe it is my pretty looks or my my big tits. What do you think?  I can’t blame them. I know I am nothing more than a dumb bimbo here for your pleasure. I am the girl men keep on the side to humiliate and abuse. I have a few regulars who call me weekly to kill me. I die weekly and love it. Some weeks, I die daily. I love hearing your creative ways to torture and kill me. There are literally a million ways to die. Sometimes, if I am lucky, a man wants to know how I would like to bite the dust. I love blood and guts. Today, a caller ask ed me how he wanted to kill me. He wanted me to get off on the call too. I said violently and not quickly. You see I am a pain slut. I want to enjoy my slow torturous death. We talked about horror movies and I shared that Medieval torture really got my cunt wet. So brutal. Totally barbaric. There was a pause as his wheels turned. Then out of no where he clubbed me like a baby seal. Big barbed wire bat to the head. Didn’t kill me, but stunted me. Made me a retarded bitch. Blood and brain matter spilled from the gaping hole in my head. My blonde locks turned a crimson red. As I laid in a pool of my own blood slowly dying, he jacked off on my brains. Gruesome, brutal and the definition of hot fantasy phone sex for a submissive slut like me. How would you like to snuff me out?

Accomplice Phone Sex: Dinner to Order

Accomplice Phone SexMaster’s tastes have been getting a bit more extreme…

I think the hunting games have affected him more than he lets on.

Lately he’s been telling me how good I look, how tasty I am. He’s been pinching my thighs and waist. Telling me that I was to skinny and needed to eat more, that I’d fill out so nicely. I was really starting to fear for my own skin but… Master told me to go find a girl that matched what he was looking for.

A woman who was young, plump in all the right places, and who would cook well and be tasty.

Well, I did my best. I met a girl named Stephanie. She was pretty, vegan, kinda bitchy and annoying and someone I don’t think I’d really miss and I enjoyed the ironic yet morbid humor of what my plans were with her.

We had met online on a site for prospective models, her posts were desperate and she promised she would do anything as long as it was a paid gig. So of course I sent her an e-mail. I promised her an upfront pay of 200$ for just an interview, a view of her naked, and the discussion of the fetish material we’d be producing.

She took up that offer right away and was soon knocking on our door. Wearing much to much makeup and perfume. I smiled and invited her in, showed her the $200 I had with me and explained if she was selected and pictures were taken that we would pay her another $800 and I could see her excitement. So I took her to the basement and showed her the cage that my Master had purchased and informed her that many of the pictures would be taken in this and to get in so we could see if it was comfortable.

She was so giddy she didn’t take a second thought before she stepped into the cage and I closed the door. The lock falling into place. She looked at me confused and hurt. “What are you doing?”

I smiled sweetly. “Oh, it’s nothing this is just part of it. Strip for me while I get the camera to take some test shots. I have to get some of these to show my boss, and if you want the other $800 it’s a requirement.” she still looked worried but did as asked. I turned from her going through a bag before I came back, shooting her through the bars with the taser I had pulled from the bag.

She fell to the floor, twitching uncontrollably and pissing herself… It was pathetic.

Now the real work began though. I took a syringe from the bag, injecting her with a simple drug to keep her asleep while I worked. Based on the reviews online on petmed it didn’t affect the meat of food stock and helped to create a more humane slaughter and a softer more tender meat.

Dragging her out of the cage I got to work, putting an enema bag with a saline solution up her bag I let it drain into her, watching her stomach expand as I worked on shaving the limp doll like body of all it’s hair. Not missing any strand. Even removing her eyelashes and eyebrows as well as the long brown hair on top of her head. When that was done I pulled the enema needle from her ass, knowing she had already pissed made this step easier. I pushed on her stomach, pushing out all the salt water and shit onto the concrete floor. Then, I hosed her off. Using a stone and soap I exfoliated all the top layer of skin off leaving her smooth, shiny, and pink.

Now was the real hard part, dragging all that dead weight upstairs. Master had purchased a special pan for roasting women like this, and a spit. He totally redid our kitchen and I feel that with the work that went into it I wanted to surprise him. So I took the spit off of the open faced stone oven and used metal wire to tie her wrists, neck, ankles, hips, and chest to the spike before I began preparing her.

I put an apple in her mouth, securing it with another wire around her head to hold the apple gag in place. Then I took spices, pineapple, soy and sesame oil, onions, and celery and stuffed her pussy full until no more would fit inside of her. Then did the same with her ass. Making sure she was fully stuffed of all these yummy things before I prepared her skin.

Taking a sharp paring knife I scored her skin. Making her covered in long X’s that would cook her skin into a rind while allowing the extra fat to drip off and leaving her meat moist and tender.

Cleaning up the blood as best as I could before I took the seasoned oil we’d prepared with basil, garlic, oregano and a few other choice things covering her from head to toe with this oil.

She was starting to wake up, and I could hear the door close as Master came in. He grinned widely even as she began to cry, scream, and realize every cut was burning with oil and salt.

“Master… Will you help me put her over the fire?” I asked, my cheeks flushing at his pleasure. He was more than happy to help me and we watched together as she spun over and over, the fire licking at her flesh. Curling her skin. And eventually she stopped struggling and I have to admit… She didn’t smell half bad.Snuff Phone Sex

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I wanna be your submissive slut tonight baby. I love having submissive phone sex, that is probably my favorite. I will do lay down and spread my pussy and wait for you to enter my fucking cunt. I love waiting for you by the door for you when you get home with my wide open for your cock. I like cleaning that cock after a hard day at work. I wanna be your little cum fucking slut. I want you to lock me in the house and just use me and you can even let your friends to fuck me. I don’t care what you do to me, You are my life and my cunt is all yours. You can bring other girls and fuck them in front of me I don’t care baby. Let me be your little fucking pain slut tonight.

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