dreaming about you

sex with dead bodies

I keep dreaming about you ever since we had the argument and you broke up with me I have been going crazy. I admit I stalk your social media, and I am always looking forward to seeing your every move. you have love technology.  I love the features my phone has; it even has facial recognition. Perfect for spotting the whores you are cheating on me with, I know, I know we aren’t together. Look you should have known I wouldn’t let you go so smoothly. I will forever haunt you and all the whores you stick your dick in, once I figure who they are I will make sure to have sex with dead bodies, I like fucking those whores to death because you belong to me only.

Accomplice Phone Sex Partner

accomplice phone sexHe wanted an accomplice phone sex partner. I am not a sadistic, but I am a drug addict. He Knew my weakness and he used it to get me to kidnap a young girl for him. I lured her away from the swimming pool. My accomplice was waiting in a car in the parking lot. It was easy to take her, even in public. Scary how easy it was too. I felt bad because I knew he had something evil in store for her. She would not survive the day. My need for coke outweighed my concern for her life, however. I know that makes me evil. Just as evil as my accomplice who was going to have snuff sex with her tiny body. I sat in the corner getting high. I did lines of powder while he penetrated her tight virgin holes. She was bleeding from her cunt and ass. She was crying for her mommy. I just cowered in the corner doing lines trying to forget that I brought a young sweet girl to a nightmare she would never awake from. He violated her repeatedly for hours. Once he couldn’t cum anymore, he snapped her neck in two. He made me bury her tiny body. He made me just as guilty as him. In many ways, I was more guilty.

Bondage Phone Sex

Bondage phone sex

 

You waited for me to come home and blindsided me with a baseball bat as soon as I shut the door. When I woke up my head was pounding and there was blood dripping down my face. But beside that, I couldn’t move. You had stripped me naked and bound my arms to my sides with the rope you brought in your kit. You forced me onto my stomach and I felt your cock slide against my pussy and slowly ease inside. I couldn’t scream since you had stuffed my panties in my mouth and then duct taped my mouth shut but I cried as you fucked my pussy. I screamed into the gag as you pulled out and forced your way into my tight virgin asshole, pounding it bloody as you turned me into an anal cum dumpster. You groaned out as you filled me up and I breathed a sigh of relief as I thought it was over. That’s when you grabbed the baseball bat. You beat me senseless with it and I was starting to lose consciousness as I felt it cold and hard against my sore gaping ass. I must have passed out from the pain while you sodomized me with the bat because I don’t remember anything past the point of you forcing it deep inside my asshole and pounding me with it. I was left bloody and broken and used up.

I killed her because I wanted to

taboo phone sexI killed this stupid little whore just because I felt like it. She hadn’t done anything wrong at all I just picked her randomly, I guess it was just her day to die. She was young and innocent and oh so trusting, she thought I was her friend but she couldn’t have been more wrong. I took her back to my place and tied her to the bed. She protested of course but I forced her down and did it anyway. I grabbed out a bunch of toys and used them all on her, stretching her fuckholes open until they ripped and bled while she screamed and cried. The torture lasted for hours I was so wet watching her suffer. Eventually she died and that’s when I finally came it was so hot to kill that stupid whore, I guess bitches will never learn to not go with strangers huh?

Cannibalism Phone Sex Diary

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Cannibalism phone sex diary of a mad accomplice:

I oversee destroying all the evidence from our dark web live feeds. After these young cunts are fucked to death, I must dispose of the bodies! The dungeon of which I secure these tasty little brats is full of weapons of destruction.  Hooks for anal torture and knives of every sharpness and length. Who do you think order the snuff death of that little webcam model a few weeks ago? I have found new ways to kill stupid little sluts. Now You have handed your brats off to me. Perhaps three offspring is too much for you. And you desire to fuck those smooth cunnies has overtaken your every waking and wanking moment. You fuck your wife, thinking about those sweet brats ripping open under daddies cock. I tell you to don the hooded mask. I lead you down to my dark cold iron smelling gloom. The cameras are rolling for this young snuff phone sex whore. You might call me a Jezabel by gaining your girls’ trust and then forcing them to die at your hands! You fuck them, you force and destroy cunny and ass! I delight in all manners of screams! And now it is time for my fire pit and roasting deal sweet girls. Now on to the meat grinder! MMM, I send you home with perfect roasted brats for you and your wife to feast on as the search for three missing tiny young ones goes on! Delight in our fuckery and our killing spree!

Bondage Phone Sex Gone Awry

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex is unpredictable. I sign up for some BDSM games and sometimes it gets out of control. Last night was one such night. I responded to an ad for an experienced BDSM model. I have been a fetish model for 15 years now. I have been a highlighted model on all the top fetish sites too, so I thought I would be perfect for the job. It was a scam. When I arrived, I was trapped. There was no modeling gig. I was forced to do life sex shows. BDSM sex shows for an online audience. The director was my captor. He showed me pictures of previous models. They were all dead. Beaten to death it looked like. I was going to be making a snuff porn if I didn’t give him what he wanted. I was duped into being a sex slave. I spent the entire day getting fucked in the ass. That wasn’t all either. He choked me repeatedly until I passed out. He would put something under my nose to revive me, just to choke me out again. I was screaming for help, but his audience thought it was staged. I was a trapped fetish model, forced to do live BDSM shows or die. I managed to escape only because I have been a prisoner before. I am sure I will be again too.

Sex with dead bodies is a thrill

sex with dead bodiesHe made it very clear he didn’t mind having sex with dead bodies. If I knew what was right for me, I would allow him to cum inside both my apartment and me. I was a panicky mess and begging him to leave me alone. I knew he meant business cause I could see the shine in both his eyes and the blade he had in his hand. It did or die. Was I going to fight him? Or was I going to let him in and pray he lets me go? I knew the ball was in my court, and I felt much better letting him take what he wanted from me, and having my fingers crossed that he would make me live another day. After a dueling fight with myself, I let him have his fun with me. I was his pain slut for the whole night. It felt as if time was still after being bruised and used I was set free.

Blasphemy Sex is Fucking Hot

blasphemy sexBlasphemy sex is so fucking hot. I am not a religious girl. If I worship anything it is Satan. Hell, I believe in. Heaven? Not so much. I snuck into a church last night with a male friend. We decimated the place. First, we fucked in the pews leaving cum spots all over the very places that God’s stupid ass followers sit to hear the bullshit out of the Bible. We pissed in the holy water used for baptisms and shit. I fucked my cunt with crosses. My accomplice shit on the Bibles then wiped his ass with pages from within it. We wrote Satan Rules and drew symbols of the Beast all over the walls. We broke the stain glassed windows. It was just two of us, but that stupid church looked like a gang destroyed it by the time we were done. When the congregation came to worship their dead deity, they would get the shock of their life. My partner and I came so hard thinking of the shock of that flock of stupid ass people who believe in God. We even left pig blood all over the church and pictures of little ones getting fucked. Fuck them loser church goers. Biggest hypocrites around. They should trust in Satan instead. Satan isn’t a hypocrite. I love blasphemy phone sex.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

Rape phone sex fantasies

 

I may have had one or two too many drinks at the bar last night. I may have been wearing a dress that was way too short. Yeah, maybe I’d even hoped to find someone to leave with and have some naughty fun back at their place. I didn’t think I’d be getting fucked against my will by two guys by the dumpster in the alley of the nightclub. But there I was, panties ripped off and cast aside with a cock in my pussy and another fucking my throat so hard I was choking and crying. Between taking my mouth I begged for them to stop, to please just leave me alone, but that was never going to happen. The one finished and came hard in my cunt before pulling out and trading spots, having me clean the cum off of his cock and balls while his friend fucked my asshole. Pretty soon he came too and they were done with me. I was left crying and sore next to the trash like a used toy.

Anal Torture Sex During Fireworks

torture sexAnal torture sex is never fun, not even for an anal sex whore. While my sons were watching fireworks with their dad, I was with my drug dealer working off an old debt. Marcus and his friends gang banged my ass until it prolapsed. My ass has prolapsed before. Honestly, I didn’t think twice about it. I can handle the pain. They didn’t stop there. They got out sex machines and double fucked me while their cocks got hard again. They joked about putting me back together again, just to tear me up all over again. I was crying. The dildos on the sex machines were lubed up in Ben Gay. So, my prolapsed asshole was burning like it was on fire while they fucked me. They laughed. Pissed in my asshole to add salt to the wound. Marcus is not normally so brutal with me, but I did owe a sizeable amount of money to him. His friends had huge cocks and huge hands. They fucked me with fists too. It went on for hours. They would prolapse my asshole then fuck it back inside me again. Marcus told me I could earn some more coke by doing this again tomorrow. I am such a druggy whore, I agreed.