Evil Phone Sex – Abduction at the Park

Evil phone sexWe were at the park, and I was still stroking him off after the slob-job I’d given him on the drive over. He loved watching the littles play, seeing who was ripe for the taking. His dick would always pulse and throb watching them, and I loved feeling it jump around in my hand. There were a couple of prime candidates, just the way he liked them. I went out and snatched them for him, diving into the back of the van just as he took off. I stripped their tiny bodies and got them ready for him by licking and eating their tiny little cunts, and pinching and twisting their little nipples. When he was finally ready for them, I positioned my cunt over their faces, the way he’d taught me. I watched as his big dick stretched and tore the first one’s cunt wide open, and she started bleeding. Her screams and cries and gasps for breath filled my pussy up, and I just kept grinding on her face. I held her down the entire time he fucked her, then did the same with the second. Then, he decided to stuff one of their feet into my ass as far up that little leg as it could go, and I just sat there and took it. He proceeded to fuck my ass with her foot while he fucked her throat. I came so hard that it drove him over the edge, and he came all down her throat.

Please Hurt Me

Snuff phone sexAre you looking for someone to torture? I love being used and abused like the little fucking whore I am, and believe me I am trained well. I want to bleed and feel the most pain you can give me. It is not about what I like its about pleasing you and letting you cause me to scream and yell as you show me what pain really is. I want you to brutality beat me and make me bleed out of every hole in my body, and use me like a fucking piece of meat. I am not a person I am a piece of meat you can beat and make suffer all you want, does that sound good? Just writing this is making my pussy ache and drip thinking about how I will be used next. 

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I was out with my friend partying and we got inside our car getting ready to go to the next destination. We use an app that lets you catch a ride, kinda like a taxi. Well funny store, we just hopped right in, thinking it was our driver and after thirty minutes of driving around it occurred to us that this was not who was suppose to pick us up.

We panicked asking where he was taking us, and he said will see and admitted that he wasn’t out driver. He pulled over in the middle of nowhere and pointed a gun at us and told us to get out of the car. We did as he said and immediately he pointed the un at my friend and blew her brains out. He asked me If I wanted to end up like that.

I of course pegged and pleaded that I would do anything he wanted. He though that was funny. He pushed me down face first into the dirt and ripped my white g-string off and pulled up my dress. I cried as he forced all of his weight on top of me and shoved his dick inside of me, ripping me open. He was fucking me so hard there was dirty and blood every where

Once he was done he commanded I get back in the car. I was so sore I could barely even move. He said the fun has just begun.

Snuff Phone Sex is Best at Night

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Remember me? Your worst snuff phone sex nightmare? You didn’t really think you could escape my clutches, did you? After all of the games that we shared, the broken bodies left behind. Your need is still there. Maybe you just buried it, like the corpses of so many others. We’re not normal and you know that. Only a girl like me can understand what motivates a predator like you. The same evil blood flows through our veins.
I can still feel the breath of your last victim on my skin. It smelled of cum and cotton candy. Such a sweet piece and so very young. I smile as I think of how her parents must have cried. We left her like  discarded roadkill. Savaged, violated. I was your accomplice, feeding your need for blood and pussy.

You know you can’t resist me. And now that I am back, silently creeping through the night, looking for our next victim, you won’t be able to sleep. Your need will overcome common sense and you will find yourself once again drawn to me. Drawn to the evil that defines you, awakens you, and takes you to the place where you are the KING. Come join me once again!!!

Why I Can’t Run From Daddy Anymore

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I decided to stop staying at home for a little while to try and get away from daddy and his friends. My tiny abused pussy has been getting taken advantage of by them for as long as I can remember. Daddy was sure upset when he figured out my plan and I guess I should have figured there was no way I could hide from him and secretly I was scared he might start taking it out on my little sister. Daddy can’t control his lust or his anger, especially when he’s been drinking and he stays drunk all the time.

I didn’t consider walking alone from the library that day probably being a huge mistake. Like a good girl, I dropped my books off on time for once and decided to cut through this lot where some construction workers had just finished pulling down a big old house. As soon as my eyes saw their orange vests I panicked, it was daddy and his friends. I had accidently led myself to them. Daddy walked up immediately and grabbed me by my ponytail. Expecting him to demand answers, instead he threw me into the bed of his work truck and began tying me up spread eagle. “I found her boys!” he called out and I couldn’t really see what was going on but I knew I was real big trouble this time with daddy.

I blacked out shortly after. All 11 of his big and mean friends Plus, daddy had their way with me on that jobsite. I’m kinda sure it was that last hard knock to my face that did me in and I’m almost thankful because I’m sure it’s better that I don’t remember it. Daddy has had me locked up in his shop ever since. Sometimes he hangs me up from the rafters in some sort of makeshift sex-swing he threw together. I don’t think my sister even knows I’m back home, just not allowed to live inside the house. Daddy finally let me use the internet today so that I could write people and tell them I’m okay but that I’ve run away. I’m not sure exactly why he’d want me to do that but I think I’ve finally learned just to listen to daddy and I hope I’m not wrong for this but I think I’m starting to actually enjoy being his ragdoll.

Week IV of Seven Deadly Sins : Pride

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My guy and I went all out this week when it comes to the next of the seven deadly sins. We grabbed someone rather well known or even more well-known these days, it’ll be hard to trump this victim.

We made it short and simple. My guy has nothing but disgust with the person we had. He wouldn’t stop talking and wouldn’t stop trying to push is so called weight around. My guy doesn’t care about money or power or position like our victim. My guy likes victims who have a lot to lose, but never think about others only themselves.

We didn’t give this guy much choice, only two. Get scalped and have his head dipped in a solution that will make his skin continuously develop boils and pus oozing forever. Or…get your cock cut off.

My guy told me to start jerking this piece of shit off. He was so smug he even thought to talk dirty to me as if he wasn’t in the middle of a dangerous situation. The victim reached his hand over and grabbed my pussy, I just smiled because I knew what was about to happen, but he actually thought it was foreplay. I’m jerking and jerking and he is getting close to cumming and being pretty loud about it. Just as he is just on the verge, my guy hands me a super sharp pair of scissors and orders me to cut his cock off. I held it upright and in one clean severing motion I hacked it off. If you could have heard it, it was pure joy. I’m not sure the victim knew what had happened, adrenaline from being close to orgasm. Of course, that wore off pretty quickly when I dangled his dismembered member in front of his face. I turned and looked at my guy and asked why we gave him choices. “Let’s just see what happens when we show the world this dickless wonder babe.” He said. We both laughed while we poured cauterizing agent on the end of this assholes nub…not that it was that big, to begin with. We sold the pictures and video to the highest bidders. We sold his cock on eBay. And we donated half to animal shelters across the country and the other half to veterans.

Spring Castration Phone Sex Services

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is hot this week. As I write this blog, I have already had 22 calls this week for junk removal services. I know what it is about too. Spring is in the air. That means lots of young teen girls, even younger too, are running around in little short shorts and tank tops. They are cock teasing men. There are a few reactions men get for those jailbait pussies. Some men know they have what a cock tease needs. They are real men who man up and put a little whore in her place. Where is a teen whore’s place? On her knees or on her back taking care of the cock she teased. Now, guys who call me for castration services, know that if they showed their worthless nub to a hot teen slut, she would laugh. Those little cock teasing sluts want a real man. They don’t know it yet, but they are waiting for a real man to force fuck them. They don’t want some girly man with a clit stick. No girl wants that. Guys who lack the equipment to satisfy even the youngest of girls, need my castration services. They need to make the urge go away for young flesh. If you have a pinky dick and you want hot girls, you will be publicly humiliated and shamed for your short comings. Get castrated now before Summer is in full swing. Let my real men callers have the rape phone sex fantasies of those cock teasing little girls. I will be their accomplice. With you, however, I will be your mistress specializing in your junk removal. Consider it public service. I am taking away your worthless balls so you won’t be tempted to force fuck some hot young thing way out of your league. I must preserve that hot meat for men with real dicks.

Wrong Car

Sadistic phone sexI need to make $100 more before I can go home. I’ve fucked so many different men today I lost count. Every time I get in the car with a john I’m putting my life in their hands. It starts to rain but I keep walking, and then you pull up beside me. You look friendly like the average family man, so I get in your car. I sit in the passenger seat and the doors lock, that’s when I notice the knife. You’ve rigged the door on my side, so the lock doesn’t unlock. Fear grips my body and I plead for my life. You drive us somewhere secluded, where no one can hear my screams.
You yell at me, “You dumb black bitch, you got in the wrong car!”
You punch me in my eye so hard that I see lights. Then you press the knife to my throat and I close my eyes and pray. You press the knife hard enough so that I feel the sting of the blade and the blood running down my neck. Tears roll down my face and you lick them up and laugh.
“Get naked bitch!”
I remove my clothes quickly and you make me get out of the car. You leave in the woods butt naked and you leave with all of my money. My man is going to kill me.

Chemical Burns

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On my last chemistry exam, I hadn’t scored very well, so my teacher told me to come by class after school to go over some of the material. I really wanted to bring my grades up, so I agreed. When I walked into the lab, he said we would be working with some of the equipment for extra credit, to see if I could at least grasp the practical use of the lesson. But when he locked the door behind us, I got nervous. He told me to pull off my skirt as he plugged in one of the Bunsen burners. I complied, because he didn’t seem like he would let me get away so easily. He sat my naked ass on the burner and it heated up, my skin smoking from the sizzling heat on my backside. I screamed out in pain, so he grabbed my neck and pulled me off to examine my now burnt and bleeding ass. My skin had peeled right off from the burns. Shaking from the nauseating pain, he bent me over so he could shove various tools inside me. Using prongs, he spread my pussy wide. The pain of being stretched made me cringe. Beakers and test tubes filled every one of my holes. But the worst was getting burned by chemicals. My skin nearly melted off as he poured a mysterious liquid down my leg. I had never felt pain quite as awful as him spraying inside my holes, though. My nerves were on fire as they screamed in agony. I went into a cold sweat, unable to bear anymore, I passed out. He then jerked his load all over me as he left me to fend for myself.

Strangulation Phone Sex

strangulation phone sexIt was a normal blowjob for coke. I thought so at least. He held the bag of my medicine in front of my face, then pointed to his crotch. I knew what that meant. I unzipped his pants, pulled out his already hard cock and started earning my coke. I can suck the chrome off a door knob. He was moaning like a horny teenager.  I don’t mind giving head, but I just do what I must to get my medicine.  I think it was obvious to the guy I was blowing. He seemed dismayed that I showed a lack of porn star enthusiasm sucking his dick. He put his hands around my neck rather tightly, so I started sucking faster and with more passion. Too little, too late I guess. His hands became like vice grips around my throat, crushing my wind pipe. I struggled to breath. I fought to get lose. I bit his cock by accident which loosened his grip enough to gasp for air. He smacked me so hard, my lip and nose bled immediately. He punched me in the stomach, which made me puke. He emptied the coke on the floor and laughed as I bled into the wasted powder. I tried to snort some off the floor, but he shoved me across the floor like I was a mop. I sailed into his wall. I crawled back to the coke on the floor. I was bleeding still, struggling to talk, and dizzy from smacking my head on the wall. “Bitch, you ain’t getting rewarded for biting my dick,” he said with venom. In a coarse, dry voice I said, “Give me another chance.” He did but not with his dick in my mouth. This time I got his fist up my ass. At least while he was assaulting my ass, I could snort bloody coke off his floor.