Category: Murder phone sex Fantasies

Kill The Bitch

Killer phone sex A Killer phone sex call, a set of young whores in training, all kinds of objects to molest their hairless plump cunts makes for a great night, we are going to act out one of our kinkiest fantasies yet. I got the little bitches high as fuck off of some dope, undressed them laid them out on the bed, when you come in I strip you naked, your meaty member is rock hard, as I spread one of the tramp’s legs wide open, her pretty little pussy pops out, so tiny and wet, her hole so small, sticking two of my fingers inside to get her all wet and ready for you, stroking your dick as you watch me work that pussy, bring that thick dick here, shove it in this sluts fuck hole, let me watch you hammer her fucking hole while I prepare your next victim. This time I will use a large dildo to bust that pussy open for you, screams fill the room as I brutally assault her split, her screams are turning you on so much, Pulling my knife out my bag, running the blade down your fuck dolls spine as you fuck her deep, just as you’re about to cum I pull her head back and slice her fucking throat, blood squirting out of her throat as your cum squirts in her now lifeless body, Now for victim number two how are we going to off this whore. 

I’ll Be Your Dirty Accomplice And Help You Snuff My Stupid Mom

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Snuff phone sex has always made my pussy wet those murder phone sex fantasies are just so sexy. let me tell you about an accomplice murder fantasy I have.  I imagine you and I meet up one night and pull my sleeping mom out of bed.. she starts screaming and yelling at us and you shut her up by shoving your cock down her whore throat i grab her head and bounce her head up and down your cock like a flesh light. We force her to take every inch and make her lick your balls then we lay her on her back and i hammer her hands down on the table she screams loudly as you ram into her dry pussy.

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I start cutting off her fingers and stabbing her chest and stomach while you fuck her brutally. She’s crying and begging us to stop but we don’t my gothic teen pussy is getting off from this snuff phone sex fantasy. You cum in her bloody cunt and i fuck her pussy with a knife and watch her as she dies then suck off the blood from you fat cock and tell you we can do my sweet little sister next and laugh.

Bloody Phone Sex October is Almost Over, But I Plan to Still Kill

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex October is nearing its end. And that makes me sad. But I can continue my murderous spree anytime. It doesn’t need to be only in the month of October. I kill and torture any day of the year. However, in October, I just kill more. Plus, I kill more randomly. By that I mean, opportunity, not necessarily revenge or to make a statement.

Although I do prefer to kill with a purpose, I have been known to kill somebody out of convenience. And last night, the person who enraged me suddenly disappeared in the bar. And I looked for her. She must’ve sneaked out the back. Perhaps she knew I intended her harm. This little twat spilled a drink on me and made some snide comment. And I even acted on my best behavior, but the little bitch still had an attitude. She insisted I buy her another drink since she spilled her drink on me while walking through a crowded bar texting. Not my fault.

I decided she deserved a snuff sex death. However, when I lost her in the crowd, I took all my rage out on another girl. A cute coed. But now a dead coed. I don’t often partake in rage kills. By that I mean, I rarely kill somebody as a surrogate for the person I want to kill. But this one bitch filled me with so much rage that I selected a girl who looked like her. I drugged this girl. And when the drugs kicked in, I told her I saw somebody roofie her drink. So, I took her home to keep her safe. But no one feels safe with me.

Sometimes, We Must Kill a Surrogate for Our Rage

Once we entered my home, I started stabbing her and gutting her like a pig. She seemed half out of it from the drugs, so she did not fight me much. I made a bloody mess. But that does seem fitting for bloody October. She took a while to die. Even with her intestines on the floor and blood spurting everywhere, she continued to breathe. And I know I could’ve slit her throat and put her out of her misery because that’s a quick death. But it aroused me watching her fight. Although we both knew she could not stuff her insides back into her stomach and live, she still tried.

And then she took her last breath. I must’ve stabbed her over 100 times. But no doubt the wound that killed her resulted when I stabbed her belly button and sliced her up to her sternum. That’s when her entrails fell out of her body. I made a great snuff porn, but sadly, I never caught it on film. That’s because I did not plan this kill. But the death still felt satisfying. Because I pictured this surrogate dead girl as the bitch from the bar who spilled a drink on me.

I made lemonade from lemons last night. Perhaps I will see the girl I really wanted to kill again sometime. But next time I won’t need a surrogate because I’m going to kill that fucking cunt. But until I find her, perhaps you and I can carve up some bitch together. Like I said, I don’t care if it’s October or July, I can murder anytime.

Gothic Phone Sex for Halloween is The Best Fantasy Fun

Obviously Halloween is this Gothic Phone Sex Succubus’s favorite time of year. It’s the Holiday after my black soul. In fact it’s the Devils night for coming into play. As a younger girl I loved playing in real haunted places and trying to talk with the dead.

Now, it’s my place as Satan’s left hand to entice more souls to his dark side. Now let me tell you a secret. It’s not really that I am inviting these individuals, it’s more like taking and sacrificing them. One would call it Murder.

In the cozy warm shadows of the bitter Fall night I search from the shadows. The aroma of death and decay in old rotting houses that have a far darker past. These are my favorite paces to launch a secret meet up with these annoying curious guys.

Gothic Phone Sex Calls for Your Darkest Desires

First these guys are the most fucking normal boring shits ever. After all they always try to hit on me at the bar’s or online. Yet what the fuck do you think I would ever want with you and your damned khaki, baseball cap wearing moronicness?

Now, in this season I like to play with my food. Thus like a cat plays with it’s catnip toy. The precise term is to toy with them. Once I have them willing to do Anything to “get a chance with me” , or you know fuck me. That is the moment I know I have their consent to use them.

Then it is not all clear as we are obviously Not on the same page. First of all consent on my behalf is you giving yours for me to murder you. Frankly I refer it to as a Sacrifice for my daddy. As I do love to please daddy Satan.

Finally I lure the loser to my realm. Then the moment he steps across the threshold I step out of the shadows behind him with piano wire in my hand and around his neck. An immediate gasp escaped his lips and I quickly pulled the wire and the blood began to flow.

As he fell to the ground bleeding out I checked his pants and sure enough there was that big hard erect penis. Now, this required an immediate penetration as I worked his dying body to get the dead mans sperm out. At last his was exactly what I needed, with his blood for the ritual.

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Torture Phone Sex is Making me Expose an Exhibitionist- Meet Lynnie

Torture Phone SexI’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.

 

 

Lets Make Her Bleed

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Murder phone sex stories get a snuff phone sex sluts pussy so wet. I just love telling my murder stories like how I went and kidnapped this pretty brown haired blue eyed Christian whore and took her to my cabin with my boyfriend. We tied her up and I began cutting small pieces of her skin off and feeding it to my boyfriend. He always wanted to eat a living person and then have sex with their dead body. It turned me on just thinking about it.  I carved out her eyes and put them in a jar and laughed as she screamed.

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I always wanted blue eyes and now I had them. Snuff phone sex whores like me just loved it bloody and twisted. I shoved my knife up her ass and fucked her with the blade until there was no light in her eyes then I told my boyfriend to fuck her dead bloody body while I carved her up.  It was so sexy watching her lifeless body jerk as he shoved his cock in and out of her like that. I sliced her chest open and played with her blood and kissed him as he came seep inside here dead pussy.

Sex with dead bodies fuels my Master’s evil powers

Sex with dead bodiesSex with dead bodies gives my Master what he wants: power. I am his servant whore, bound to my Master’s will. I do everything he tells me in the hope he will keep me alive. But the things I have to do are so evil. I have been entrusted with the dark task of selecting his next victim for a depraved ritual honoring the Dark Lord. This perverse act involving carnal intimacy with corpses amplifies my Master’s sinister powers, and I take pride in serving his wicked purposes.
I have to find our victims wherever I can. The best place to go is a playground in a bad neighborhood. I lure them into a trap, and they become helpless pawns in my Master’s game of twisted lust and death.
When the victim is secured, I bring them before my Master, who savors the sight of their fear and despair. He fucks them until they are soaked in blood, and when he cums inside their little cunts I slit their necks open. On the desecrated altar, adorned with symbols of Blasphemy sex and ancient dark magic. The air is heavy with the scent of incense and the promise of unfathomable evil, and I fuck their corpses until the Dark Lord is satisfied, and sometimes that takes a day. I fuck them until they are just ground meat. If I am lucky, Master shares the power he gets by cumming in my pussy.

Killer Phone Sex Turned a Victim Into a Predator

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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…

Premeditated

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.

First he was fighting to fuck me, then he was fighting for breath and now he is fighting for his life.

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.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Come True in the Right Circumstances

murder phone sex fantasiesSometimes I find myself consumed with murder phone sex fantasies. Also, I know I put myself in dangerous situations and acquaint myself with men all in the name of a fix for cocaine. Some men treat me far worse than others. And some I wish dead. But just because I have murderous fantasies, does not make me a murderer. Until it did.

I met James about 15 years ago. He’s a drug dealer that I go to when it’s an absolute emergency, but I prefer not to visit him because he’s brutal. Even more brutal than my stepson and more brutal than anybody in my past combined. But I saw him in a place I did not expect to see him. And that made my head rush with thoughts of torture. For everything he’s done to me in my past, he had torture sex coming. But how would I lure him. I set a honey trap. My mind works quickly when I’m high. And I’m always high.

I told him I left my husband, and I wanted to be his slave. I gave him the address of the no tell motel I planned to stay at until I saved enough money to get my own place. And he bought that I wanted to fuck him. Fucking him seemed to be the furthest thing from my mind. However, if I had to fuck him first, I would. This man haunted me in my dreams. But he haunts me no more.

Sometimes, a Submissive Whore Must Do Uncharacteristic Things to Survive

I slipped him a roofie and started fucking him on this no motel bed. I’ve seen Basic Instinct a few times, so I had an ice pack under the mattress. One I could get too easily. And I grabbed that ice pick and I just started stabbing him. Frantic stabbing. His blood sprayed everywhere. He tried to choke me, but I kept stabbing him.

I felt like a fight or flight response took me over. And it fueled me with anger and strength I didn’t even know I had. The guy prolapsed my ass one too many times. Left me battered and used naked in the middle of nowhere. He came close to killing me a few times. And I know I’m weak. I would’ve gone to him again for coke in a moment of desperation. And that next time he would’ve killed me.

I turned that no tell motel into a crime scene. It looked like someone made a snuff porn in that room. Although I didn’t film it, I did leave a mess. But in that kind of place nobody pays any attention to who comes and goes. And I know I likely left DNA behind, but I’m not in the system. But now I must make sure I never am. But in my defense that bastard had it coming. And I’m sure there’s lots of grateful girls in the world who will thank me once they know he’s gone.

Whores love snuff movies

I couldn’t help that my sloppy cunt is addicted to watching snuff movies. Ever since I was little, I had a deep love for the gothic and torture seen. Watching all kinds of gore, then I saw it watching different people take their last breath, naked and spread apart. Being hit and making them scream before making it be their last fuck.

Earlier today I was watching such a dark nasty porn movie. Fuck it had me so turned on watching her get taken in the night when leaving a bar. A cloth over her skanky fucking mouth making her pass out.

Waking up being completely naked, with a bunch of hard slaps right to her face. Her hands tied up tight with ropes, her legs tied to each of the bed posts. With sloppy fucking cunt on display.

I was turned on when her burst into my room and grabbed my little throat. Spitting into my mouth and slapping my face hard. Prying my legs open and slapping his fat dick all over slutty fuck holes. Ramming himself inside me ripping my dripping cunt wide open choking me. Turning my head making look at the porn that I had been watching. Squeezing my little fucking throat hard with his big man hands.

Spitting all over my face and smearing it all over with his hands. Not a single breath leaving my mouth or nose making me squirm while he drills with his huge cock. Making me pass out with his fuck rod balls deep.

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