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Killer Phone Sex Final Results

Killer phone sex

    Killer phone sex had me at the end of my life but I was not going out without fucking this bitch ass nigga up!“You stupid nigger get back here!” I was running as fast as my legs could carry me and I was still not going to get away from his ass! I was trying my best too. I kicked this mother fucker as hard as I could and ran like my life depended on it! From what I could see it really did! He was trying to fuck me up for stealing his fucking supply for my husband. I knew he was going to do that but what the fuck I needed now was some god damn distance to figure how the fuck I was going to get out of there! I was trying to get to the nearest exit but the blood in my eyes was making it hard to see! I couldn’t let this sorry son of a bitch catch me and I damn sure knew that he was not going to let me live if he did.

     I knew too much about his undercover operation for using bodies of people to transport his fucking cocaine and whatever other shit he had going on, Plus he loved to fuck those dead bodies up the ass. This was one sick mother fucker alright and I was doing my best to get the fuck away from him! Was it my fault that bitch ass nigga had gotten me here! Would this shit ever end? As I felt the hook go in my back and the needles in my nipples injected, I knew that was it for me! It was going to be my last good bye but what did I have to lose. I was going to die trying to beat the fuck out of this motherfucker and take him with me to hell!

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Nigger Down

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

     Rape phone sex fantasies  nigger on the run race had me going fucking crazy. I knew I had dropped a dime on them to the cops but did I deserve this humiliation? I was gagging on this mother fucking cock and he was sure not doing me any favors by having this knife at my back Yeah I knew that cum was dripping out of my fucking ass because this bitch had tried to rip the fucking insides apart. I was trying to bite and claw my way out of this but there was nothing I could do! I couldn’t get away from four of cruelest gang bangers of the city! They were going to fuck my ass no matter what and then leave me on the side of the fucking road to repay the debt! That’s how the streets were you had to have some dignity and honor in all things! These mother fuckers could play the role all they wanted but I knew I was going to die. Hell they had been preparing me for it all week first taking away my food and then water. The only reason I was surviving right now was because they were pissing on me on a constant basis and I was forced to open my mouth and drink it all. My eyes were so swollen shut and couldn’t open that I hoped it was piss that they were making me drink!

     Stroking their cocks for more I tried to hide my tears. They had been fucking me for days and I knew they were not going to take no for an answer I also knew that they were going to kill this filthy nigger bitch for ratting them out to the cops. Yeah I was the good fucking tramp trying to get help for a fucking disgust of a husband but in the end I was being beaten to death by these motherfuckers! “As I felt the cock being stuffed deep in my hole, and the feel of the knife on my throat I closed my eyes hoping to find peace Hoping, and then the blood pooled on the floor my head went limp and this motherfucker kept pounding into my dead body.

Killer Phone Sex Nigger Whore Scene 1

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     Killer phone sex had gotten me here with these dumb fuckers! The world was black and I knew my life was going to end. “Stupid Nigger whore!” “You thought you could get away from us!” I felt my legs being pulled apart and the blunt ax ripping into my pussy lips like a thousand knife blades at once. I knew I was going to die and I knew it would be at the hands of this motherfucker who had tormented me for days. The rotten taste of his cum was on my lips and I saw your bitch ass standing in the corner rubbing your cock. Blood pooled in the corners of my mouth and the echo of the hall deafened my ears from any logic. I know you were going to kill me. Someone had to pay the price for fucking up your heroin connection. That bitch ass husband was going to get away with my murder! Fuck him! Getting involved with a crack addict was going to be the last bad decision I would do. I thought if this mother fucker killed me that would be the end of it. I could just feel the darkness.

     Bending down over me he pinched my tits and knocked them really hard against his hand. Grabbing a nail and hammer I winced as you held me in place. It was time for me to fight to do something to get away but I couldn’t do anything. It was over for me and I knew that. With the last bit of strength I had I kicked for freedom to get away. I saw the raise of the hammer the steel point of the nail in my tits and screamed. I tried holding back I knew that’s what they wanted!  Fuck you nigger! You will get what Nigger Bitches deserve he said as he drove another needle in my flesh.

Killer Phone Sex Nigger Cunt

Killer phone sex

  Killer phone sex Nigger Cunt got me in so much fucking trouble! I have to thank that asshole for this.   This motherfucker was trying to put his whole hand in my ass. Attached to the end of his hand was some kind of fucking razor. I felt every drop of blood and shit mixed together as my ass was being pulled apart. I was fighting all of them but it wasn’t going to be very long before the end came. Sucking their fucking cocks now they had me shitting out bricks of heroin for them. It was in their nature to make me swallow balloons of heroin and then smuggle it here. I was paying for that  fucking asshole’s mistake every day of my life. I don’t think they ever had any intentions of ever letting me go back alive. Its not like I would want to. Who would want to go back to a crack addicted motherfucker ? It was his stupid motherfucking debt that had me with a razor crazed motherfucker pumped in my asshole! I guess that’s how things went when you tried to reason for your life. Every move you made was fucking stupid!

     Being tied  to a tree the night before and being forced to eat shit was the worst that these motherfuckers; I thought, would do to me. Barfing up instantly, I had been ordered to clean it up. They then gathered around me and called some asshole. I don’t know what the fuck they were doing but after I was taken for this killer phone sex game to see who was going to beat me first they had been calling whoever for the longest! But that was not the worse par the worse part was being tied upside down from my ankles with my legs firmly apart while these mother fuckers practiced arrow throwing and even that would have not have been  so bad if they hadn’t gotten the little one involved to come in and join this little game. He would bite into my flesh and pull my nipples so hard I am sure they were torn off!

        As I fought him off , I struggled to see what was going  on as a door was opened. My eyes grew big and I was scared as hell! “Hi Layla long time no see!.” Stroking his 12 inch cock I widened my eyes and the only thing I could say as a cock was stuffed in my mouth was “You!… I saw the hook at the end of his hand and then nothing else! I am sure what ever that bitch was sticking in my ass was leading to  my death but it was much too late to know.

Snuff phone sex is to Die for!

Snuff phone sex

  Snuff phone sex ended my life, my story is innocent but the blood that spilled was real. I felt my teeth being kicked in and I knew it was going to be a long night. I was trying my best to fight off this mother fucker but it was nothing I could do. He took the wire cutters and the clamps and pushed them further into my tits.This mother fucker was bonding me his for life! I was trying to get away from these assholes and was using every bit of strength I had left to claw their eyes outs. They were beating me and I could hear the slaps and  punches that were being driven into my face but I didn’t care. If I was going to die I was going to at least try to take this nigga with me! Kicking me with a boot one of them yelled to the other to get Bertha. I didn’t know who Bertha was but when my face saw her I just choked back tears. Sometimes they say there are freaks of nature and Bertha must have been just that. It looked like her face had been mangled in a shredder and her nails looked like claws. But she was human, maybe it was this human that was God’s mistake! I looked at her battered skin and the needles that had been shoved in her clit and fought even harder to get away from what I knew was about to happen. When she smiled it was like something I had not seen from this world. Dried blood and feces clung to her teeth; if they were teeth, and her tits hung low and to the ground.

     Slapping her on the ass the gang circled us and I cried, screamed but only choked dried sobs came out. Pushing her down I felt the stench of her breath as I knew what was about to happen. Spreading my legs apart I did my final kick to one of the gang members as Bertha spread my cheeks apart inserting one of the hypodermic needles from her pussy inside of me. As my eyes closed and I begin to relax, I felt the full of a sword open my flesh and the blood run to the ground. A light above hung and I tried with all my might to hold on but, it was much too late. Dark was around and then there was nothing.

Killer Phone Sex Kills this Nigga Bitch

Killer phone sex

     That’s right bitch suck that cock! I was gagging and it was taking tremendous effort not to pass out as I had been sucking this nigga’s cock for hours, At the hand of these bitch ass nigga’s I was gagging on cock by the hour and the tears in my eyes or my screams of help did nothing to quiet  the fucking rage they had. I was trying to move but I couldn’t get up .Each time I tried I was smacked back down to the floor by one of them.  They would pull down their pants, piss or shit and I was ordered to eat it .How many of them were there? I couldn’t say how many there were I was just reeling with shit all over my back side. I couldn’t even say how long I had been in this hell hole. Each time I tried to open my eyes a cock was shoved in my ass hole and cunt. My tight little brown sugar  had probably been stretched to the limit. I was trying so hard not to let them see the fear in my eyes but I couldn’t help it.Looking at the hacksaw and countless daggers  I knew my life was going to be over. I knew I was not going to be able to see the light of day any longer. The clamps and wires on my nipples were so painful and the blood that rushed out of my tits had been placed in a glass. They used this glass to measure my fucking husband’s debt  I don’t know what was going to happen and I didn’t care to know.

     Forcing my legs apart I tried to fight as much as I could. The blood and screams would do know good as whatever was used as fuck toy went towards my cunt.  Pulling their cocks out they would scream for the nigga bitch to suck Big Lin’s cock. . Big Lin was a cannibal that loved eating flesh. This blood thirsty bastard was  was trained to eat my flesh by the sound of a whistle. Not only would he tear my flesh from the bone he was commanded by the gang to fuck me in the ass. I am sure it  would take  some coaching but he would do it.  Big Lin was a bit slow but this bloody thirsty asshole loved eating nigga cunt. He would turn around and piss  on me like the other gang members.. But today, when saw that cutting blade  I knew it was over.  Big Lin had been commanded to eat me alive! I would not be coming back from this nor would I ever.

Torture phone sex with Layla is Evil!

torture phone sex  “You fucking nigger bitch if I don’t kill you when I find you!” I was trying to play it cool and hide behind some boxes in the warehouse. The blood was seeping from my open wound and I wasn’t sure that I was going to be able to make it very far.  My guts were ripping apart at the sound of the knife that hit me there and the blood from my cunt was also dripping onto the edge of the knife. He wanted to play and I was so ready to do whatever it took to get out of this situation. But I know there is no escape for nigga slut that was trying to get away. I don’t know how many of them had taken me here I just knew that if I wanted to survive this game I had better keep quiet and not let them find me again. I had hit one of them with an icepick that unaware they had left shoved in my hole, and I was fighting with every last breath!

     One of them had lit the match and singed my hair while I was sucking his stick. I really was on fire! After putting it out, the piss and shit throwing started and I tried to fight them off while they spread my legs apart and squeezed themselves in my holes. I screamed, I bit, I tore flesh but they were doing more than fighting. They punched me in my face and razor cut me so many times I had lost count and the canines in the background were barking at the screams because they wanted blood. The only chance I had was to play dead and hope for them to go away. When one of them turned their back I guess to get more acid I tired and staggered to get up and disappeared in this shed. But I had to be leaving a bloody trail because soon the canines were after me and I heard the footsteps. Then I saw the flash of light and me being pulled to the middle of the floor. I was floating but they weren’t finished my legs were being forced apart and glass was inside of my pussy and acid was burning my flesh. But I felt nothing was I dead I don’t know all I know is I heard the dial tone and thud and a kick and maybe a snap but who can tell when you are dead?

Torture Phone Sex Maneuvers Layla

Torture phone sex

     Fuck that nigger bitch up! One of them taunted as they hit me with the shovel. I was trying to crawl to do anything to get away but it just was one of those things. I was not going to be able to get away there was no mercy for a sinner in hell! I was just trying to hold on as best as I could as they hit me with the shovel repeating the words of payback bitch! That no account good for nothing son of a bitch was here watching as they were kicking the life out of me. Using the blunt end of the shovel I felt my legs spread apart and the shovel pulled so dark and deep inside. One of them was shitting and I knew instantly they were going to make me eat it. One had thrown up before and I was ordered to eat and lick all of it off of the floor. At first I was going to gag but then I soon got accustomed to it and it was the norm now. It was in my belly as well as the numerous amounts of cum that I had sucked in the weeks here.

 

     I was the nigga bitch that was going to be fucked and gang banged and the debt was never going to be repaid. I knew that now and it was just a matter of time before this life was going to end! Being pulled on my back I felt one punch in my tits and stomach and my breath go out of me. Slapping me to the ground and  then raising me and slapping me again they counted off the money that little bitch owed! That mother fucker owed so much and I was the one paying for his debt. I felt the hardness and bulge as an oversized ball was placed between my legs. I was half out of it that I didn’t realize it was a rat! I felt the knawing of my skin as it ate at my flesh and tore my little clit to pieces. It was only the beginning this torture phone sex game was just getting started and the thing of it is. When they called people whatever they said to do to me is what this gang would do and keep doing to me. They were in fact in complete control of my fate!

 

 

 

Killer Phone Sex exclusive this Nigger Bitch Cunt must die!

Killer phone sex

 

What were my captors  going to do to me now? The gates were closing and I saw them walk away. I heard the growling of the canines and I turned around to see the Doberman’s almost too late. They pounced on me like a tiger to it’s prey and soon my flesh was being eaten by these ferocious beasts. I yelled and screamed but there was nothing anyone could do. As the flesh was ripped from my body I thought of all the things I wanted to do before this had happened to me. I was certainly going to kill that crack addict husband  of mine but ,what did it matter now? He was going to hell for what he had done but I was going to. The needles that were pinched into my pussy were numb now not to mention the little one that they sent into me to suck and fuck had been turned out into the street. Gladly no doubt to feed a heroin addiction. It was my guess that he was going to bring this gang a lot of money or be killed. I was past that point of my life and I needed so much more than that. I wanted death but it would not come. It was just going to have to wait. I was trying to sing to fill my lungs with air but the blood that filled them was increasing and these canines that were eating at my flesh were certainly going to take my life now. 

     I remember them putting the blood on me just laughing as they taunted me. Crack Addict whore is what I heard. Fucking Nigger was another slant. It wasn’t’ that I was going to die I knew that I had to die.  I had met my end with the countless rifts of cocks that had flooded my hole or the baby that was conceived.How long ago? I was standing with my daughter now with the blood all over me, they  would not let me  live. And if my daughter were to survive what would happen to her?. I kissed her closely and waited I tried to throw her away from the wrath, but  it was not to be. Would death be any better? Would death be better for either of us? Slamming her against the wall and breaking her neck would be her chance of peace. I thought of seeing her in heaven again. When the canines came and my eyes closed I felt one humping my cunt but it was too late it was always too late to know. I heard my baby scream and then darkness was all there was.

Layla’s Last Moments

Torture phone sex

 

Blood drenched from every area of my body I knew I was going to die and it wasn’t like heaven had a open door for me with the life I had lived. But I couldn’t help it I loved that crack addict husband and if this was to be the end then I was glad for a little while at least that I had lived it fighting off these assholes that were violating my ass every time they had a chance. Come to think of it I don’t know if it was the lack of oxygen from the rope wrapped around my neck or just the will that had gotten me so over the edge that I just wanted my neck to break. To hear the snap would be the best thing in the world for me before my eyes closed I was say my prayers but there was none to say. They had used razors and needles on my skin and now they were cutting me up again with glass. I knew the next thing would be the beer and bottles and things that they were going to throw at me. It was the piss showers that were better. I could take all of that but to be ripped open by another gang member I don’t know if I could take it.

 

      They had said amongst themselves that I was going to be taken to another location to earn my keep and I knew whatever plan they had in store for me was going to be worse than what I had endured already. It was hot and sweet to think that my love for a no account asshole is what had got me here and it was just as cruel to think that this was not going to be the end of me. I needed to try to live for the little one they had just brought in but I couldn’t. I was on my way out and I knew it was only a matter of time before my rotten corpse would be in some alley or street. As they forced fed me I felt the drool or glue lining my lips and the way they had the smiles on their lips let me know they had something in store for me that I couldn’t control. The thing that bothered me the most was the fact that I didn’t think things were going to get any worse boy was I wrong. The glue was placed on my lips and then the duck tape. Placing one hand firmly on my head and the other behind my neck he pulled with such force that my body shook. Then my neck snapped and then …..