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Snuff Phone Sex at the Car Wash

Snuff phone sex has become a routine part of my life. Today, as I was hitchhiking, I came across a small town with a couple of churches, a single school that accommodated all 500 of their young from pre-k through 12th grade. The football team was their pride and joy, and all the little ones were hyper-religious, just like all the adults in the town.

It being just that type of town, I should have known what I was getting myself into. They were running a fundraiser to help the team out, since school is starting back up. They were trying to get a running leap at the funds they’ll need to make it to the bigger games. I stopped in and watched for a little bit, just because it was a change of pace, and you never know who might inquire and be kind enough to offer you a lift even a mile or so up the road.snuff phone sex

I was invited to come help, and since I was wearing my short denim skirt and a tight little tank, I didn’t see the harm. So, I joined in, helping these teens wash cars for “a good cause”. Apparently, this town hasn’t seen much by way of strangers, because every person there eventually stopped to watch me. Before I knew it, one of the girls walked over and started popping me across the back and backs of my legs with her wet towel. It hurt, and I asked her to stop before starting to leave. I don’t know why, but apparently I just have “victim” tattooed across my back. A couple of the guys came over and held me down, and the girls then all started whipping me with their wet rags. The guys were laughing and using the abuse as a reason to feel me up. Before I knew it, I was being raped right there by half the team while the girls, in their outrage that I was getting their guys attentions and dicks, continued to barrage me with wet towel smacks, slaps, spit, and so on. I couldn’t get out of there fast enough once they finally let me go.

Desperation

torture phone sex marleyI decided to hike across country, avoiding the streets this time as much as possible. For every break, there is another, more sadistic family! As I was resting and enjoying lunch under a beautiful old oak tree, another lovely family came near. They were also hiking, and they seemed sweet enough.

They invited me to join them and, foolishness, I did. The next thing I know, I am tied up naked in a musty old basement, arms hanging from some thick metal pipes above me. Even my legs were shackled to the floor spread apart.

I should probably be used to this by now, but panic set in. I screamed through my gag, which tasted rank, like old food and maybe piss. I started to thrash about. I guess someone was home, because 2 men and a little girl came down and unrolled a tool kit.

I started crying then, but they just started clamping my nipples with little electrical clamps and the little girl started biting my legs.

Not-So-Happy Trails

torture phone sex marleyWell, I am finally almost to the mountains. I keep hoping that someone will pick me up. This trek is more grueling than I had realized. I went into the store here in the town I’ve stopped in for supplies, and there was a man in the back. He tried not to be noticed, but I noticed him. It’s hard not to notice when someone is scoping you out like they’re a predator and you’re the prey. I could feel his eyes moving along with every step I took and every item I grabbed. I got the bare necessities and skipped out pretty quickly. The strange thing was, it felt like his eyes were following me the entire rest of the day, even now. I feel like his eyes are on me, and my skin is crawling. I may go take a bath in the lake. It was crystal clear earlier, and so still. I want to wash this icky feeling right off of my body.

To whom it may concern,

I have been hearing odd noises, like a person trying to be quiet while systematically stalking me through the woods. I first noticed it while I was bathing in the lake. If anyone should come across this diary and I am not with it, you can bet your ass that something has happened to me

Mountain Towns

torture phone sex marleyHitchhiking through the mountains soon. I can already see them in the distance. I decided to see if self-mutilation was any good. I took my Swiss army knife and dragged it along the inside of my thigh just below the panty-line. It let a trail of blood down my thigh that felt luscious, but it wasn’t as good as when I was being cut by those nuts in the woods.

I took the blood from inside my thigh and tasted it. That metallic tang had me puckering my face a little, but it wasn’t terrible. Then, I drew some along my breasts and throat, up to my jaw line. I’m sure I must have looked a sight to passers-by, but I can always tell them that it’s just paint for a costume I’m trying out. Halloween isn’t that terribly far off, after all. I hope someone will give me a ride soon, it’d be nice to reach my destination before Halloween, attend a few parties, and really get into the spirit of things, you know?

Tormented Thoughts

torture phone sex marleyThey cut me loose in the wild today. I have no idea where I am, or how far off my plotted course for cross-country hiking. What I do know is that I have begun to feel these yearnings. Scary yearnings that seem like they would bring such utter bliss. I can literally imagine me cutting into my belly, running my fingers through it, and smearing the blood across my chest and face. I can imagine driving a corkscrew into my thigh and leaving it there until it stopped bleeding before removing it again. The images of me covered in my own blood frighten and excite me. I can feel my muff getting sloppy wet with the thought of my own blood drying slowly on my skin, like a body mask at a fancy spa. And, the scariest part of all, I’m kind of hoping another sadistic family will find me, take me in, and keep me until either they kill me or I kill them with all the bloody love we could share. My thoughts are scaring me today, will you help me?

I die, They cheer…

Bloody phone sex

So I was lost in this big foreign city while I was hitchhiking across europe. I couldn’t read any of the signs cause it was all in another language. My friends had all split, leaving me on my own in the dark. I was heading down a street when this guy came up to me. He asked me if I was lost and I nodded. Just my luck that he knew english. He told me he was taking me some place I could rest and then he’d help take me back to my friends in the morning. It wasn’t safe in the dark, there were creatures out. Crazy old world crap. LOL Like there are monsters and such.

The place he took me was some kind of theater and we went in the back where I got to meet many of his friends. Lovely folks in costumes as they were putting on a show this evening. They said I could watch. So setting my stuff down, I moved to the side stage behind the curtains to watch. It was a little silly as they were all pretending they were playing vampires or something like that. Then I felt someone grab my wrist and they pulled me out onto the stage.

The lights were blinding for a moment as my clothes were ripped from my body. They were saying something about a sacrifice and a feeding. A group of them surrounded my body. I cried out for help from the crowd, but they laughed as they thought I was part of the show. Then I felt teeth. Looking to my wrist, there was the guy that had pulled me off the street, he had sunk his teeth into my wrist and was drinking it. Then someone else bit into my skin and I cried out. More teeth, more pain as they drank from me till I started getting cold and shaking. These vampire freaks were draining me dry… to the sound of people laughing and clapping..

Blood Rave

I had found myself on a Euro trip overseas with a few friends. It was amazing. Though we were still in our teens, we were considered old enough to drink and party over there. And party we did. We were hitchhiking our way through Germany when we got ourselves an invite to the craziest party around. They call it The Blood Bath.

We were all down for something different. The place was some old factory building. It looked run down on the outside, but inside it was a huge tiled room with a raised platform where the DJ stood. The music was pumping and we found ourselves caught up in the crowd.
It was a while later that things got weird. I started feeling something warm and wet falling on me and when I looked arm my arm.. there were red dots on it. At first my mind tried to make sense of it… they wouldn’t use real blood would they? But looking up I saw them in the flashing and pulsing lights. They had people hung upside down over the dance floor and others that were walking around slitting throats. This was real human blood! I tried to scream but my voice was lost in the loud music. Then I felt someone grab me.. A hand over my mouth with a cloth that smelled funny. I was making me feel dizzy as I was dragged away into darkness.. Was I going to be put up there too?Snuff phone sex

Tortured and raped by Terry

I wandering down some road, my thumb out for a ride to somewhere… Anywhere really. I didn’t care. I was out to explore. I’d had a few cars pass me by when I finally got lucky and one pulled over for me. Climbing in I was happy to see it was a woman. She looked decent enough and I was just glad it was not some creepy old dude. We chatted along the way, she told me her name was Terry. It was a nice ride and she invited me to stay with her and a friend for the night. I thought well why the hell not.  Taboo phone sex

She took me to this nice looking place that was down a long road into the woods. And he introduced me to a guy friend of hers. We ate and chatted. They were super nice. After dinner they brought out some drinks and a few drugs. By night fall I was a bit wasted and high, so when their moods changed, I didn’t notice at first. They said they wanted to show me something, so I followed them down into the basement.

 

It was there I learned their real intentions as they got me to lay down on an old bed and they strapped me too it. As they removed my clothes, I thought it was just going to become a sex thing. Well.. just not sex for me. Spread eagle and strapped down, the man came to me. He fucked me while Terry was messing with some kind of bag of tools. When she came back, she had something in a pocket and a knife in her hand.

 

“Let’s give you something warmer and wetter to fuck.” she told the man and then she shoved the knife right into my thigh. I screamed with pain, which seemed to delight the man as he moved from fucking my pussy, to slipping his cock into the hole Terry had made him. It hurt so fucking much. While I screamed, Terry came to me and held my head down as she grabbed the pliers she’d put in her pocket. “Isn’t this so much fun!” she said with a happy smile on her face. “I love new friends.” And then she put the pliers in my mouth, gripping a tooth and with some twisting, yanking and pulling, she started ripping my teeth from my skull, one by one.  “Can’t have you biting anyone now, can we?” Her eyes were alight with such joy.

 

All night she kept making new holes from the guy to fuck while rubbing her wet cunt all over my bleeding mouth. What kind of hell have I gotten myself into?Evil phone sex

Who doesn’t love a bit of Chinese?

Cannibalism phone sexThe heat in the room was stifling, but it was only hints to what was so come. I was watching him at work, the master chef. He was at home in this room. Upon the large cutting board table lay a lovely little asian teen. Her skin was fair, her body small and her face pretty. She’d been hog tied and the man was slowly picking through his spice rack and fresh herbs. His strong thin hands seemed to caress over the dried spices, as if waiting for the right ones to cry out to him. “Let’s see here..” he said softly, mostly to himself I think. “Garlic, Onion, and a touch of Ginger… Ginger is perfect when making something Oriental.” He glanced over his shoulder at her and smiled. I noticed him pulling out a bottle of soy sauce and some rice vinegar. Turning back to the girl, he poured a little soy sauce onto her legs and ass, then gently he started rubbing it into her skin. “We must work the flavors into the flesh and that will help you taste so much sweeter my dear.” he cooed almost lovingly to her. “And once I have you all roasted, you make for some amazing stir-fry.” he liked one of his fingers before pour on more soy sauce, then a few drops of rice vinegar and then he started sprinkling on coats of the dried herbs with a touch of brown sugar.

Stepping back, he admired her for a moment. The cute girl now smothered and primed with flavors. Pulling on a rope beside the table, she was hauled up off the table. I could hear her crying. Big heavy sobs that were stopped by the orange that was forced into her mouth. He slowly tipped her so her face was aimed at the ground and my eyes widened as he slipped another full bottle of soy sauce right into her pussy. I swallowed hard as you could see the slight movement in the glass bottle as its contents were being emptied into her. As it drained, he was moving her towards what looked like a huge pressure cooker. He gently lowered her in and before she vanished inside of it, he reached in and pulled the now empty bottle out. “Sweet dreams dear.” he said before releasing the chains that bound her from the ropes he was using to move her. His smile grew as he lowered the lid and sealed it tight. “Who doesn’t love a bit of Chinese…” he whispered as he set the temperature and the timer.

Then he turned and his eyes were on me. “Now you lovely thing, you are not Chinese… No. You are full blooded American! You know what that means? Barbeque.” He licked his lips as he looked me up and down from where I hung from the ceiling. My hands and ankles bound in chains. He had an apple shoved so hard into my mouth it hurt to try and bite down on it. As he moved to me, he grabbed up a bowl from the table. In it was nothing but warmed butter and a little salt. Dripping a hand in, he reached out and started rubbing it onto my skin. So warm and slick, I tried not to moan as he gripped and squeezed my large tits but I couldn’t stop. “Such a fine piece of meat you are..” he murmured as he grabbed more and kept working it all over me. Once I was all buttered, he went back to his herbs and spices table, mixing up a batch of homemade barbeque sauce. He was so focused on his task, pouring in the tomato sauce, a bit of water, apple cider vinegar, brown sugar, some pepper, ground mustard and lemon juice. He was about to add the Worcestershire sauce when I started yelling and shaking my head. He looked my way and frowned as it was clear I was trying to say something.  

Evil phone sex

 

Coming over to me, he pulled the apple out with a sudden jerk. I gasped and groaned as I moved my sore jaw. “Tabasco..” I moaned out. His brows came together.

“What?” he asked.

“Tabasco sauce… If you’re going to barbecue me I won’t have it done with such a weak sauce. It’s gotta have a kick to it.. Like me.” I said. I know it was stupid to help him, but damn it if I was going to be cooked and eaten, then I better well be cooked just right.

A smile started tugging at the corners of his lips, like my request was not what he was expecting. But he shoved the apple back in and turned away.

“Fine, Tabasco it is.” He went back to finishing it up. IT was almost a hypnotic process when he came to me and started brushing on the sticky sauce. I knew what was coming and I was afraid, my heart started pounding in my chest as he started moving me. I could feel the heat rising and then I was being lowered. The first contact I had with the hot grill was blinding white pain and then more as I was fully laid out over the hot coals. The pain was making me pass out, but the last thought I had was, Damn… I smell yummy…

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Skull Fuck

The room was dim, lit only by a single lantern light. I don’t recall just how long i’ve been trapped here but it’s starting to blend all together. Dirty and naked I was chained to a large stone block. The man in the room with me was eyeing me up and down. They had already violated me everywhere.. just what was he looking for? What more could they do to me? That’s where I was wrong. The man looked me in the eyes and put on a wicked grin. Coming towards me, he started stroking my face and making me move to my knees. I thought I was merely going to have to suck his cock. He pulled out his rock hard dick and started rubbing it over my face. Then he had me look up at him and before I could react, he shoved his cock right into my eye. The pain was unbelievable as he thrust his meat drill into my eye socket and pushed all the way in. Blood was pouring down my face as I screamed and screamed, he fucked my skull until I could no longer speak. I swear I could feel him shoving into gray matter and when he finally came, he let his cum fill my head. Blood, semen and more leaking out from the hole he’d made. I don’t know how I was still alive.. but I no longer had any control of my body.. Nothing was working right anymore. I was trapped in a living hell. Please some one.. end my life.. Mutilation phone sex