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I’m a damsel in distress. Threatened by torture phone sex. Everyone Meet Lynnie. He has been Showing His ass and His cock all over fucking California! He has made promises to Kill me. Torturing me, by slicing my cunt, and removing my limbs if I didn’t expose him. He has promised to make me die a slow and painful death, if I don’t do this.
I can’t tell you how scared I am. I don’t want to get beaten and fucked and have my pussy cut up into little bits. Lynnie Cockmiller has been recorded pumping his cock and showing his asshole all over the Fresno Area. He even threatened to cut my nipples and tits off.
I don’t want to be a bloody mess! I’m in fear for my life, Lynnie wants to make me his victim. He will fuck me, and rip off my limbs turning them into bloody stumps. Here is my first real exposure of him. The first of many, because I want to live. This is his actual cock. You can’t imagine all the naughty nasty things that are to Cum from Lynnie….
I will keep exposing him for the nasty exhibitionist he is! He has done unimaginable things and Im gonna to tell you all about them. I’m not doing this of my own free will. I’ve been intimidated, menaced and coerced by Lynnie, and If I don’t do this then I will be murdered. As scared as I am, My cunt still leaks and quivers. It must be all the excitement and the threat of being killed.
I’ve said it so many times. Being a victim all my life that shit just builds, and fucks with your mental. Add a Little Killer phone sex and Boom you have the perfect setup for a motherfucker to get killed, because I just snapped. I snapped and murdered him while His dick was still fucking erect.
It Started off sweet- an older guy paying me attention, buying me things, taking me out. Then he changed, he started not being so nice when we fucked. He made me gagg and choke on his dick. He would choke me while he fucked me and sometimes I would pass out. Eric would spank me so fucking hard it would leave big nasty purple bruises on my ass.
Eric also loved anal. Most times he would shove it in deep and dry, making me scream and cry for him to get his cock out of me. It would rip my asshole and my taint. That never worked though he only fucked me harder. I got so tired of him dicking me dry, and tearing my asshole apart. So I thought of a plan. I know…
I told him I had a surprise for him, and I wanted him completely naked. It took some convincing but he had to let me tie him up. I tied him up really good, knotting the ropes good and tight, making sure he couldn’t get free. Putting on some sexy music I gave him a naughty strip tease watching his cock spring to life.
My sexy, tight teen body swaying sexily to the music, I saunter over to him. Cupping his face in my hands and Slapping the shit out of him. He head jerks, and he looks at me licking his chops. My hand grips his naked cock, while I lick his lips with my tongue.
I spread my legs and squat this sweet box over his cock, rubbing my hard wet clit to and fro on his shaft. His cock sliding between my slicker than snot cunt lips. My nails digging into his flesh as I leave red marks on his chest. Long scratches all the way down to his belly. Eric winces. Shutting his eyes tightly as I mark him.
His dick gets so hard nestled between my cunt flaps. Eric is vulnerable. I look at him, so needy, almost whiny and think to myself. I submitted to this? This sorry piece of shit made me cum? I crawl up on him, and sit my pretty little pussy and ass down on his face.
I begin to bare down with my naughty bits. Poor Eric, well let’s just say I took his breath away. I started smothering that mother fucker. Which was better than he deserved. To be Killed by this ass and pussy was being too good to him really considering all the shit he had put me through over the last 7 months. I let all my weight down on Erics face, while he shudders and shakes beneath me.
To bad. Im competetive, I always win. Death By Suffocation from ass and Pussy Like mine? Well that’s a win win situation if you ask me.
I always wanted to star in movies. I never knew the type of movies I would don the leading role in would be Teen Rape Porn flicks. This pussy got murdered by my school girl Crush. I guess everyone really does want a shot at the fucking homecoming queen. Almost positive, I have fulfilled quite a few rape fantasies. I think I just must have the look that says open my holes with your fat cock, and abuse them. Hard.
This time of year always brings out the bonfire parties. My brothers are both In College, and they come home on weekends every so often. Our parents went on some resort vacation, to have alone time and asked If I would stop by and feed their dog while they were gone.
I was letting out little girl, when My Brothers Jeep Comes Flying in the drive. I just shook my head because they are total fucking idiots. Typical jocks. That’s when The keg rolls out the back, and enough Liquor to fuck our whole small town up.
” We are having a house party While mom and dad are gone, and you aren’t gonna say a word. You Know why?” Paul said cocky as ever.
” Why Wouldn’t I say anything to mom and dad?” I sassed back.
Dylan chimed in ” Because baby sis, Ronnie Sandusky is gonna be there, and you’ve had a crush on him since you were flat as a board.”
Ronnie Sandusky, however was a fucking dream. Tall as fuck, dark eyes. Just so sexy. This pussy has masturbated thinking about him since I was young. I would get so wet, just hearing him speak. I remember leaving class to go diddle my pussy once because he stood so close to me I could smell his cologne.
Flash forward to that Friday night. The party was on and poppin’. My dickhead brothers were drunk before it even really got started. I was drinking a beer when I saw Ronnie. Next thing you know Dyl is talking to him and pointing at me.
I was so fucking embarrassed.
Dyl screams ” Tell him you’ve like him since before you had tits” in front of everyone.
I sank down in my lawn chair, and finished my beer by the fire. Thinking to myself : He would never fucking talk to me now, If I ever had a chance my fucking brother Ruined it.
“Faith?”
Turning my head ” Yes?” I stammered.
We drank and talked all night into the wee hours of the morning. His hands gripped my thighs, and I couldn’t believe this was happening. He was so Nice and sweeter than I remember. We decided we would go back to his house since my parents place was trashed and I was not about to help my brothers with their bullshit.
Back at Ronnies I was buzzed and he got me another drink. I was nervous so I just chugged it. We started kissing and making out on his couch, His hands rushed all over me I start. Squeezing my tits hard, and grabbing my pussy through my pants. Then, I Started feeling really dizzy. Ronnie yanked at My shirt and snatched my jeans down. Inside I was begging for him to stop. Inside I was fighting him.
In all reality, I wasn’t able to really speak. I was just so tired. The last thing I remember was the camera’s little red record light coming on.
~to be continued~
The Things we do to make ourselves feel alive. Be them Dark and Depraved, they serve purpose. The shock and awe of Mutilation Phone Sex Calls, send me reeling on a high that is anything but synthetic. Jamie has been calling every week for a month now. I’ve been a victim all my life, and he found solace in that.
It started off as a call like any other, He wanted to fuck my little teen dream twat and then, he wanted me dead. A Bloody scene we both created. Trading pokes, and stabs with blades of all kinds. We mirrored one another. The only difference was the tool we fancied to get the job done.
Both of us immensely turned on by the idea of causing the other pain. My cunt throbbed and grew slick with each and every pass of My blade on his skin. Laying him open, the sight of the blood. Made me ache.
See, Jamie. He liked playing with a big knife, large seratted blade that would tear my skin open, and it would chew and force my blood let. I, however chose a tiny, thin little razor to do my bidding. The quick slit, sting and burn of it coaxed that sweet crimson drip from his skin.
We violently mutilated one another. Thick slippery metallic tinges of red covered our flesh. So many little nicks, cuts and stabs. Both Feral, and so enamored with what we were doing. Primal is the perfect way to describe how we fucked.
A Mirror surrounded the bath tub in which we played. Skin covered in blood and plasma. We could admire the artwork we had marked the other with. His quivering cock slid deep into me from behind. I came within minutes. It was Dark, twisted and fucking sensual. No longer a want, it was a need.
Jamie’s cock anchored deep in my cunt. Thrashing deep, and knocking against My G-spot. I came again and again on him. His hands slid over my throat, trying to grip to choke me. I watched in the mirror as he took me. Jamie was taking my essence. He fucked and fucked hard. Finally filling me with his cum.
Both of us staring wildly at the bloody Messes we created
But then again,
I must have Victim written on my fucking forehead. Heading to a party, that I wasn’t really invited too, but my friend asked me to go with her. I dressed real Slutty Showing off my perky tits, and a tiny little mini skirt that barley covered my freshly shaven snatch. I never knew torture sex awaited me. As soon as Kendra and I got inside, I knew it was going to be a fucked up situation.
There stood atleast 20 fucking guys, all drinking and acting like pigs. Showing their asses, Cocks, and tea bagging eachother. Kendra and I, The only tits in the whole fucking room. I immediately found the liquor.
“What the fuck are we doing here Kendra?” I questioned as I poured myself a solo cup full of fucking bootleggers blue raz. ” See that guy over there, The one with the mullet, I Like him so much and he invited me to come, so I brought you Be thankful”
Then the Bullshit started. I just wasn’t in the mood. Drunk college guys hitting on me, grabbing my tits and ass. One even pulled up My skirt. All while Kendra melted over a stupid guy.
I was ready to go home. So I started to leave and I was stopped. A Plastic bag placed over my head and pulled tight. I couldn’t see, I couldn’t breathe and I thought This was it, I was going to die. I was dragged down to the floor. My Skirt ripped, and Panties Torn. Without any warning, I felt one of the biggest cocks enter me. Hard and Dry. His dick forced it’s was inside my pussy Ripping the flesh of my walls. He fucked me So Rough. I tried to scream, but I was losing air, and just when I thought I would pass out from the lack of breath or the fucking pain.
Breathing so deep, and screaming out the exhale. I was getting pounded as I was held to the floor, heavy ass knees locked down on my shoulders and my arms pinned.
” If she didn’t like it she wouldn’t be so fucking wet” He spewed to his buddies.
“Im next”
Oh My God. It must have been a fucking requirement to pledge this house to have a Monster dick. The next cock was even fatter. He fucked me deep and hard. I Looked for Kendra, and she was in the corner, with mullet fuck, Just letting this shit happen to me. I realized It didn’t matter if I screamed.
A Cock Shoved In My Mouth, Then Lifted to ride a big fucker, and a dick shoved in my ass. I was getting the roughest orgy of my life. I Just let it happen…
Turns out there was a requirement to pledge that fraternity. It was to get a dumb fucking bitch to come be a cum dump for the boys. I was Kendras fucking Key to the Mullet fucks Adoration.
Fucking Cunt
Growing up, My Parents were very religious. Church every Sunday, and again every Wednesday night. As I’ve grown up, I’ve now got My Own Beliefs. I just don’t feel guilty by being turned on by Blasphemy sex. It’s naughty, it’s taboo, and it’s fucking hot.I needed to get fucked, and the only way I could see Aaron was by attending church. Let me tell you what fucking happened.
Yesterday, I went to church with this guy I’ve been seeing. His parents make him go to church every Sunday Like mine used too. So He invited me, and I even Dressed up really nice, Nice for me means my ass isn’t hanging All the way out of my skirt.. My Dress was rather low cut, and I wore a push up bra so my tits set kind of high.
When I got there I noticed all the women wore No make-up, long sleeves and long skirts. I am the only slut in here, was my first thought. I Just knew it was one of those crazy, holy roller, snake handling churches. Then, I heard them calling me a whore. Whispering That I was a Slut. Judging me. Expected.
Sunday School was boring a fuck, But I Did notice all the teenage boys staring at me. I mean, Im a teen too, But the youth group boys acted like they had never seen a girl in their life. I teased them, sucking on a blow pop the youth Pastor Gave me. I Thanked him, by spreading my legs wide, revealing I wasn’t wearing any panties. He smiled, and I winked. Aarons cute, but he is fucking stupid and oblivious. My Cherry red lips, Licking that sucker was making their cocks stick up. I just wanted to show them what sins of the flesh really were. How good it would feel to give in to your sex.
We sat in the front row, so the preacher was looming over us as he did his sermon. He stared at me, narrowing his eyes while he talked about Jezebelles. So, I undid another button on my dress, really making my tits pop out, and licked my Lips while staring at The Man of God giving us the good word. I made him stumble reading the scriptures, and that made me giggle.. I teased Aaron, rubbing his thigh. His mother did not approve.
Bored as fuck, my mind wandered. This church had those kneeling benches and all I could think about was How I could give Aaron the best fucking blow job on one of those. He could sit right on the fucking altar, and I could suck his cock perfectly. I could worship his dick, Like he was a God.
Then, my mind wandered to sodomy. You know these church pews are the perfect height, for being bent over, and getting fucked in the ass. When I said that to Aaron, he burst out laughing. The pastor shot us a mean look. All I could think about was seducing him, he looked like an up tight mother fucker that needed to blow his load, maybe it would make him a little nicer.
I plan to go back, but next time. I’m going to seduce the Preacher.
Sadistic Phone Sex is the Best form of cold blooded revenge. Get those feelings out. Kill me, However you choose. Fuck me first, and then off me. Get off with me Then kick my bucket. That Much needed feel, of just breaking some shit. Just breaking a person instead. Everyone has a bitch that should really be the next victim of a serial killers. You know the type, just a Bitch that deserves to die. So End her fucking life.
For Me, I hated those perfect fucking cheerleaders. That’s why In High School, I fucked all their boyfriends, and the Captain? Oh I fucked her Daddy, then told her I fucked him so good I may end up being her new step mom. That was hotter than killing her. I Just literally ruined her life, but I’ll admit I thought about killing her stupid ass, many times.
Im writing about this, because I got a letter yesterday. The Letter read, as follows:
You don’t know me, even though you should. We spent years together in the same school, and you never acknowledged me. Once in science class you were supposed to be my partner but you begged someone to change with you so you could Partner with Gage instead. If you only knew about the things I’ve thought about doing to you for the past 2 years, you would live in fear. I even voted for you to be Prom Queen. As much as i hate to admit it I’ve wanted to stick my dick in all your pretty holes. I had the biggest crush on you. At one point I even thought I was in love with you. Being the stupid fucking cunt you are, you never gave me the time of day.
Faith, I don’t want to just fuck you, I dream of doing far worse. I’ve thought about sewing your asshole shut and feeding you laxatives. Trimming your eye lids off and giving you sleeping pills. Having you sit in your prom Dress. Not giving you a toilet and only allowing you to cover it in your excrement. Making you wear it while I keep you for weeks in my basement, and when I take your life, I’ll mail it to your mother. I’d keep it on you so you’ll get horrible skin infections. Still, that would be too good for you. No, you don’t deserve an easy way out.
I will feel you on my cock. My dick will be the Last one you will ever cum on. I’m going to get to see what you feel like Faith, from the inside. I’m going to use you to make me feel good, in the most sadistic and evil ways possible. I can’t wait to take your life, you stuck up, snobby, goody-two-shoes, Prom queen Bitch. You’ll regret ever ignoring me. You worthless cunt.
I want to rip you from Asshole to cunt, and that’s the nicest thing I’ll do to you. I went to an STD support group just to make friends recently. I’ve gotten quite close to a few. I want all of them to fuck your holes. That seems fitting for a whore. Then, I will take out every sick, wicked and evil fucking thought I’ve ever had on your worthless body. You will be nothing but a mangled mound of blood, guts and brain matter, When I’m finished. I wanna burn you. Drown you. Strangle you. Cut you into fucking bits and feed you to my dog. A bitch to feed a bitch. That seems appropriate.
I’m going to get you, Faith. Maybe today, maybe tomorrow.
Just Know I’ll record it all So I can cum every single time knowing I killed a bitch like you
Yours Truly,
I’ll never be the same after this first date. Evan and I have been Texting for weeks. But I never thought our first date would turn into us making a home made ass rape porn. I guess I shouldn’t have sent all those nudes of my ass.
We ended the night at his place. He said he had the new Conjuring movie, and Ive been dying to see it. But once we got back to his house the movie was never played. Evan kept grabbing my ass all night. He gave me this drink. I drank it like a dumbass, and remember it making me so dizzy and warm. So hot, I took all my clothes off. Exposing my tits, pussy and ass.
All Evan had to do was tell me what to do and for some fucking reason I was compelled to do it. He made me do the most degrading things for the camera like slapping myself, spank my pussy and I even had to fuck a beer bottle. Shoving it in an out of my Pussy.
All of a sudden, Evan Slapped me and throwed me down on the hard cold floor. Snatching me back by my hair. I screamed and begged for him to stop, but he wouldn’t. He put my face right up to the camera lens.
I screamed, as he wound his hand tighter in my hair. Bending me over and shoving his dick hard in my ass. Dry. It hurt so bad. The walls of my asshole were being torn, ripped and shredded. As he pumped his cock into me, I felt the warm rush of wetness, and knew it was my blood lubing me. He was assaulting my asshole for people to see. My face shoved to the floor, Ass in the air. Evan put his foot on my head, smashing it into the ground. He pounded hard and fast until his release. Grunting and moaning as his cock pumped jizz into my bloody hole.
Killer phone sex was what Ethan craved.(Dont miss out on part 1 click Here) He Licked her tear and blood streaked cheek. I have to admit, I got wet. Ivy Lay on the table, sprawled and scared.
I began ripping her skirt off, and her panties. She whimpered as the duct tape muffled her cries. Her eyes pleaded with me, but I knew Ethan was going to make me hurt her.
Taking the knife from him, I sliced into her upper thigh. The blood rushed, and I ran my fingers through it. It was warm and made her skin slick. “More Faith, cut her more” Ethan demanded as he rubbed his cock through his pants. He was getting turned on, I could tell by the tone of his voice.
I climbed up on the table. Kneeling beside Ivy I began Pushing the sharp blade into the flesh above her left titty, and I carved a long laceration in the shape of a V from one side of her tits to the other. She cried, screamed and struggled against the duct tape.
My pussy gushed juicy pussy cream into my panties
Her fat pussy lips kept my gaze. I wanted to see them wet. Moving the blade to her thigh, I pressed deep and pulled it across her skin. Blood dripped and gushed within seconds. I ran my bare fingers through it, again. This time smearing it over onto her pussy, I rubbed it into her scared kitty like lotion.
Her cries softened.
She whimpered as I finger fucked her with her own blood. Looking up at Ethan, he was stroking his cock and telling Ivy that stupid fucking cunts win stupid prizes. “More” He encouraged me. I stuck the blade into her side and she let out a muffled scream.
“Make the hole bigger Faith, I wanna fuck it”
I twisted the blade inside her and blood poured our of her, she bled like a stuck fucking hog.
Ethan came to the side of the table, and stuck his cock in the bloody hole, fucking it. It gushed more and more with each thrust. He kissed me hard, our psychotic passion ignited. My fingers darted in and out of Ivy’s pussy. Her blood made the perfect lube. The least i could do for her was make her cum. My fingers pumped with Ethan’s rhythm.
“Cum baby, Cum in her bloody fucking hole” I urged
I craved making Ethan Happy
I became Friends with her, just for him to make me his accomplice, in some fucked Accomplice phone sex rape fantasy that he wanted to see through, but I wasn’t prepared for what happened.
I’ve been a victim my whole life. My New fuck buddy boyfriend has some fucked up taste. My whore holes were so sore being ripped from cunt to asshole, and the cut marks on my tits didn’t even have a chance to heal. I needed a break from the torture for just a bit and I was willing to do anything for him….
She was perfect, a young Teen runaway a long way from home, dressed like a total slut. When I met her she had only been here 2 days and had nowhere to stay. Red hair, Pale Skin, perky little titties and slender frame. Her name was Ivy. Fitting. I became her friend and manipulated her, gaining her trust. I offered for her to come stay at my house for a while tile she got on her feet.
After a few days, we were best friends. I shared my clothes with her. Her body was beautiful, we had even kissed because she was curious. Mt eyes roamed all over her, I Liked Ivy, a lot. I told her My Boyfriends Birthday was coming up, and he really wanted to be with 2 girls. I told her I couldn’t wait to devour her sweet, sexy body and I wanted her first time with another girl to be special. Eager to taste her perfect pussy it had the prettiest red strip of pussy hair. She acted honored to even be tasked with this. I knew she would be perfect for our hot, rough threesome. That’s all Ethan made it out to be.
Ethan has dark tastes. Very dark. He wanted his entrance to be a surprise. So I left the side door unlocked. We were watching a movie when he appeared out of nowhere in the kitchen which ran parallel with the living room.
“Faith?” He said, laying his keys on the counter “Who is this?”
We both jumped and screamed, frightened.
“So you’re just bringing home strays for me to keep, feed and entertain?” His eyes Narrowed and zeroed in on Ivy.
Ivy interjected ” I, I,I…I can leave, I didn’t mean to cause problems Faith” she began standing up and walking toward the bedroom.
“Oh you aren’t going anywhere Ivy” He toyed with the Knife, spinning the point on his index Finger, twirling it and hungrily licking his lips.
“Now Faith!” Ethan commanded.
I grabbed the duct tape and tore off a piece with my teeth. Ivy started to panic. Her breath rushed. I said “Shhhhhh, shh It’s okay Ivy, remember what I told you, it’s all a part of it. Just go with it.” I smiled a sweet smile Pressing the tape firmly over her mouth. I kissed the duct tape. Then I led her to the table room. I began taping each of Ivys limbs to the legs of the table. She whimpered and Squirmed, but didn’t fight me.
Once taped, Ethan teased her with the knife, running the sharp blade down her cheek, nicking her skin. Her blood dripped. Moving the cold clade down, he toyed with her neck. Finally, slicing the fabric of her shirt open exposing her tits, with pointy nipples. She squealed, and her eyes began to fill with tears. Her body radiated sheer terror. I could see it. He loved it when the fright kicked in, it was something he could almost smell and it drove him fucking mad with psychotic killer desire. He leaned over licking the tears from her cheeks.
What Ethan made me do next, was diabolical.