Category Archive: Suffocation phone sex

He Was Sick Of That Bitch

He called me up and wanted to talk about ways to kill the bitch wife of his. We settled on suffocation phone sex with some plastic bag fun. It’s easy and contains the mess perfectly. I told him to just get a contractors bag as they are my favorite heavy duty bags to use for all my clean up. I use them as tarps and as ways to haul remains out. Contractor trash bags that are heavy fucking duty are my sidekick man! I always keep a couple around with a roll of duct tape, scissors, and some kind of twine or rope. I always have a knife at hand and it goes without saying I always have either vodka or some Everclear on hand also. I wouldn’t be a good sadist without any of those things. And lets not forget a few kinds or things for fire! Ya know I started out as a little bit of an arsonist. I remember setting a church on fire once as a wee thing. But that is another story. So anyway, back to the bitch wife. I directed him to drug her drink, get her passed out really good. Take the trash bag and duct tape. Put the bag on her head and fasten the tape around the bag at her head. Then he needed to violate the fuck out of her whore cunt and ass and use anything he had once he was done hate fucking her. But be sure that he gets satisfaction while she suffocates to her death and the shock that he causes those holes as he tears them up. If he needed I would be by after dark to finish her off. He followed orders quite well and we hauled the dead whores body away to a swamp full of crocs.

Suffocation phone sex


Snuff Sex Is My Favorite

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Have you ever found yourself thinking about the ultimate taboo subject? You know what I’m talking about – snuff sex. I know a lot of people might think that’s weird, but I don’t. I’m a submissive girl and I love the thought of someone literally fucking me to death. It’s the most amazing way of surrendering to your lover. I sometimes masturbate while I think about someone fucking me from behind and wrapping his hands right around my throat. As he starts to fuck me harder, he starts to squeeze harder. I can’t breathe very well, but I don’t care because his dick is making me feel so good.
In my fantasy, he squeezes until I pass out but I’m still alive. When I wake up, he fucks me again and again. Every time, a different position. But every time, he squeezes until I lose consciousness. Every time I wake up, I’m surprised that I’m still alive and finally I tell my lover to put his hands around my throat and squeeze until I completely stop breathing. I want to give him the ultimate gift of my life. If reading that made your dick hard, pick up the phone and call me.


Snuff Porn at Church

snuff pornI was in the mood to make snuff porn. Perhaps it is all the horror films I have been watching on Shudder or maybe its just my nature. All I knew was that I had to get out of the house and kill something. Kill something young and tender. I got in my car and drove around. My town was a ghost town. No one out. Hunting is challenging because nothing is open. My usual hunting grounds are empty like malls and public parks. I can’t leave the state without my license plate being recorded. I could, however, leave the county. I drove three hours to this city with a crazy pastor saying God will protect him and his congregation Stupid fucks like that are breeders. I knew there would be brats there. I am a blasphemy sex bitch anyway. I have no problem killing on so called holy ground. The world needs one less Bible thumper in the world anyway, don’t you agree? I mean the God fanatics are out in droves and their little crotch fruit will grow up to be just like them. I grabbed a little angel who was in the hallway by herself. She wondered off, I guess. I suffocated her just enough so she would pass out. I put her in my trunk and took her to the woods behind the church. I made it look like a satanic sacrifice. Hail Satan. I mean these are some end of times. I put her in the middle of a pentagon and cut her open. Sliced her tender flesh. Fucked her tiny holes and dismembered her. It was a bloody hell of a scene, but I worked out some aggression and maybe taught those bible thumpers a lesson about having church in the midst of a worldwide pandemic.


Faith Loves Blasphemy Sex

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Easter Sunday is my favorite time of year because that’s the day I love to get lost in blasphemy sex. It’s the day that I visit my old pastor from when I was a young girl. I’m laughing because that man still doesn’t know how to resist the forbidden fruit of my loins. He desperately tries to and I always see that look of terror on his face whenever I enter the church in my slutty little Easter dress, with no panties on underneath and take my usual seat at the front row. I love watching him sweat bullets up at the podium while he tries to focus on preaching about Jesus coming back from the dead and blah blah blah. I know what’s really rushing through his mind and body and that’s me. He knows that I’ll be the last one to leave the building and he knows that he won’t have the strength to say no to my young little cunt yet again. I sit there teasing him as he recites versus from the good book like a damn robot. I spread my legs a little and slip my hand up underneath my bible and begin to play. This is when he starts to peak whenever he gets a chance. I know he’s trying to control that raging hard-on happening behind that preachers stand, but I know him well enough to know that he’s just oozing pre-cum while he reads from the book of Matthew. I can’t wait to tell you how the rest of that Sunday played out for my poor old preacher.


Asphyxiation Whore

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How do you like your bitches to be when you call for asphyxiation fetishes? Do you want a struggle? Does it make your cock throb and drip when you hear me squeal and beg for my life? I won’t be able to beg for long because your hands are more than ready to grip my throat, right? I see you rubbing them together covered in black gloves. The sadistic glint in your eye makes my heart beat against my rib cage like a frightened bird.I can’t believe this is happening to me. You said I have no safe word.
I lay on my back beneath you and plead with bloodshot eyes. Your dick responds and you laugh at my suffering. You release me just enough to let me get some air. Then you dive directly back into strangulation phone sex and then you pierce me with your raging hard cock. Your thumb presses bruises into my neck but it doesn’t matter, no one will see them. The makeup will cover them, if you even allow my body to be recovered. I understand that you might keep me for personal reasons. Can you think of any uses for me after?


Sadistic Lovin’

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A lot of us girls are super attracted to bad guys. It’s something hardwired into our DNA and we can’t help it. Mine goes a little bit further. I’m a monster fucker, in my fantasies anyway. I dream of being used and fucked by the most sadistic and cruel men on the planet. My wicked masochistic cunt craves evil phone sex. Can you deliver that to me? Can you perform your dark rituals using my body and my blood? I’m your sacrifice for the dark lord. My wet pussy trembles at the thought of your absolute evil. Are you ready?
I hope that the dark lord will welcome your sacrifice and be pleased by it. As I imagine laying on the altar under the moon and stars I get so aroused. Will you give me purpose by offering me to further your magic and your service to Satan? What a deviously beautiful end to my life to have you lay me open on the altar for him. How will you do it? Will you plunge the ceremonial knife into my heart? Will you kiss the blood away that drips from my quivering lips as I go cold? I am ready.


Evil phone sex

Evil phone sexIt would be here and only here you could truly receive Evil phone sex. What is evil? Well, that’s subjective. What I do know though? It is profoundly immoral and wicked. It is beyond just a ‘bad guy’ this is so much more hardcore and extreme. More monstrous, viler than the average nightmare. It’s more like the shows we watch every day where they tell a story of life and death and always it ends in the worst way imaginable. People have become so numb to it, seeing it on the news and watching it for entertainment they have no clue. They don’t think for one second that it could ever be them in such a position. I have learned otherwise, trust me. One day you can wake up and everything can change, or more likely maybe you won’t take up at all. But most likely? You will fight to your death, and endure a brutal fight as you lose it all, and the life leaves your eyes for good. Not so entertaining now is it? Mmm, oh but it is if you’re me and you get off on this type of stuff.


Rough Mommy Snuff Porn

snuff pornA lot of my callers fantasize about a subby mommy whore. I enjoy those calls. R likes to exploit my need for coke. We roleplay that he is my son and I need coke so badly that I will do live sex shows with him just to get a fix. He gets me fucked up on coke and beats the hell out of me while thousands of men watch and bid on what my son does to me next. I may be a suburban housewife, but I have some dark fantasies. R and I like to party on the phone. We do some lines, then he starts punching his mommy like he is Mike Tyson. His favorite colors on me are black, blue, purple and yellow. I was hot once, but years of coke made me haggard looking. A shell of my former self. Just saggy skin and old bones. Regardless, desperate for a fix. No longer hot enough to trade my skanky body for coke, but my son will give me all I want. For a price of course. He figured out a way to make money abusing me on camera. So many men with mommy issues just love watching my son R smack and punch the shit out of me. What they pay the most to see, however, is the hardcore ass fucking he gives me. He fucks my ass so hard it prolapses. Once my asshole is on the outside, he zip ties it so it won’t go back inside me. Men love that shit. They also love watching him suffocate me with a plastic bag. My son loves me. I know he does because he gets me high. He knows how much I need a fix but coke ain’t cheap. I must work my ass off or inside out for that shit. When the public show is over, I am a hot mess. My skin is turning all sorts of pretty colors. My asshole looks like pulverized meat. My pancake make-up is smeared all over my face and I pretty much look like a snuff porn victim. I don’t care though because I have my coke.


Rape phone sex fantasies

Rape phone sex fantasiesYou are a victim. You don’t want to, but they don’t need your consent. You will be forced fucked in all three of your fuck holes! You fight against them, scream and cry and beg for mercy, but it only turns them on more. Look at you, helplessly getting fucked. You were born to be a whore. They order you to suck their big smelly cocks or they will fuck your tight little ass. They tell you to beg to suck their dicks and so you do. You whine and beg “Please please let me just suck your fat cock! Please don’t fuck my ass!” And they fuck your mouth senseless. You think you are in the clear, but they laugh at you as they tell you they’ll be forcing their cocks into your asshole after all. You put in all that work, sucking cock, only to have your ass fucked. Double penetration means double the fun, double the humiliation, double the cum! You take a cock in each of your holes, as they mock you for taking part in your demise. They tell you that if you cum from this that they get to keep you and you can’t help yourself. They tell you what a pathetic slut you are and you accept their words and their cum, as their sex slave with no self-control in fact no control at all.


Medical Fantasies

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I have a super hot medical fetish phone sex fantasy that I want to talk to you about. I’ve always gotten a bit hot when I think about how much power a doctor has over someone when they’re anesthetized. They can literally do anything they want to do to you. Giving up the much control and power to another person just really gets me excited.
So in my fantasy, I think about going in for a minor in office procedure of some kind and being aware of what’s happening but not being able to do anything about it. I picture it as being some kind of gynecological procedure but instead of doing what you’re supposed to be doing, you just decide to rape me and since you know that I am aware of my surroundings, you know you have to get rid of me so I don’t tell the cops. So while I’m still incapacitated, I feel you wrapping your hands around my throat and you start to squeeze. I can feel the life draining from my body and there is nothing at all I can do about it.
Is your cock hard from thinking about snuffing me out? Pick up the phone and call me for some extreme fun!


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