Oh this little whore was so perfect, so tiny and young and innocent, I knew that my friend was going to absolutely love her! He took one look at this little whore and his cock was rock hard instantly… he asked me to strip her naked so he could see that tiny body and mmmmm was it ever perfect! She was crying and begging for her mommy but I just had to laugh, her mommy was quite dead there was no way that bitch was coming to save her. All that crying and whining was pissing my friend off though so he just shoved his cock down her throat and fucked it like it was a pussy. Oh she was choking and gasping for air but we were just getting started! He forced all of her tiny holes wide open and once he had his fill… we killed that little bitch and threw her body out in the burn pile. After all, she was just trash anyway…
We killed a tiny little whore
Dirty bum
I went on a walk last night and I am still pulling the rocks and dirt out of my knees, and the palm of my hands. I didn’t see him coming. I felt like someone had been watching me, but I thought It was my high fucking with me. Out of now where his dirty shit covered hand covered my mouth. Instantly I was sick, the smell of his hands and his body odor made me vomit. He wouldn’t take his hand off my mouth and it shot out of my nose burning. My eyes were watering, he took me to his section under the bridge. He ripped my panties off, I tried to kick him and get away.. That made him even angrier, his dirty shit covered finger went deep in my throat gagging me as he shoved his nasty rotting smelling cock in my asshole. Ripping me open he started fucking my ass hard, making me shit on his cock and it made him harder and hotter for me. This bum fucked my asshole till he came 3 times inside of me..
Home Cooked
I spent all night last night gutting and cleaning her. i can’t believe I found such a juicy morsel. Just the right ratio of meat to fat. Healthy and well fed. Not a drug user, in fact she looked like she took very good care of herself.
The preparation is just as exciting as the actual feast. Cutting from just under the navel up to just under her throat, pulling the body cavity opened and removing the internal organs had my nipples hard and my cunt wet with desire.
Carefully I clean and salt the organs that I will eat later. The heart and the liver. I rinse out her body cavity and use my famous rub for the meat before cutting off her legs, salting and portioning the meat for later also.
Next is the head. I carefully remove the tongue and brains saving those for later as well and placing the head with the organs that will not be consumed. These will be taken to the farm and fed to the pigs.
Placing the meat that has been rubbed down with spices in the fridge to marinate, I went to bed. All night I dreamed of consuming her flesh.
It’s almost dinner time now and she has been cooking low and slow all day. The smell fills the house and has my stomach rumbling.
Soon I will be setting the table for the feast. Won’t you join me?
She got what she had coming
This stupid whore always acted like she was better than me, she was always talking shit and acting like she was some kind of fucking princess or something but I showed her that in reality she is nothing more than a skanky whore! I waited until she was asleep and broke into her place with a few of my friends, this bitch slept so hard that we had her tied up with a cock in her ass before she even woke up! I let my friends force all her fuckholes and trust me, they were NOT gentle with her at all. They violently fucked that bitch half to death… then it was my turn. I made sure she was looking me in the eye while I slit her fucking throat, I wanted to be the last thing that bitch saw before she died… and I was…
I love bondage
I love to be tied up, or down or anywhere. I love being restrained. I love feeling so powerless. Bondage is one of my favorite things I have ever tried. When I decided to try it I made sure to have a professional do it so I wouldn’t get hurt and so I could really enjoy myself. He suspended me and fucked me that way, and that is probably the most intense sex I have ever had. He made me cum over and over again; he even made me full body orgasm. I was shaking on his cock, milking him as I came. He loved every moment, and even came himself. Shooting all his load into me, every last drop.
Castration Phone Sex: I’m Your CBT Accomplice
Would you believe me if I told you castration phone sex is a real thing? So many guys fantasize about a sick dominant bitch taking their junk. Then there are the men who really want it done but are too much of a pussy to do it on their own. If you really want your balls gone, man up sissy and do it yourself. With my assistance and guidance of course. There is a type of man who wants his balls cut off. I use the word man loosely. In reality, he is no man. He is a sissy. A fairy faggot. A tiny dick loser. You get the picture. I had one such little loser call me today actually. He told me all these stories that painted a pathetic existence. A life of cross dressing, pissing in panties, sucking cock in glory holes, forced feminization and humiliating tasks like exposing his 2 inch nub to strangers. He lives his life as a girl and even a little dick interferes with being female. I told him how to take his balls off. Explained to him all the instruments he would need to have on hand for safe junk removal. Pansy ass wussed out on me. Begged me to do it for him. Stupid mother fucker too. I am not Freddy Krueger. I can’t magically make my knife penetrate the phone line to lob off his balls, although I wish I did have those powers. I told him where to go to look for women or even men in his area to assist in the junk removal process. Here is the deal losers. I love taking men’s worthless nut sacks on and off the phone. But don’t call me up wanting real castration and not be willing to do what it takes to make it happen. Not my fault you are a pussy. Also not my fault that you live in bum fuck nowhere. I get that this is a fantasy phone sex service, but if you really want to lose your testicles or even get snuffed, I will help you, but you got to help me help you, loser.
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.
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.
Murder Phone Sex Fantasies
We all have that rage inside of us that make us dream about murder phone sex fantasies against our enemies. There is no use denying it.
I love it when you call me with revenge in your heart. I love hearing the icy cold blood pumping in your veins. The sound of your voice has the sharp cut of a razors edge.
As soon as we start to talk about how we will lure the torturous wrench into our grasp so that we can carry our our murder phone sex fantasies, my cunt begins to drip and the cold blood begins to fill your cock.
We will be sweet as honey, all smiles and forgiveness just to get her where we want her.
The niggers paid us well for her sweet white flesh. Letting us watch was of no concern for them.
Watching her face as we push her into the middle of them is just the beginning of the fun we are about to have.
I reach over and begin stroking your cock as I watch them push her around ripping her clothes to shreds. I grab your hand and shove it in my crotch. It is already wet and ready to fuck.
Suddenly I see the flash of a blade touch her skin as blood spurts out covering the white shirt of the nigger closest to her. Cussing he throws her to the ground and punches her in the face, splitting the skin.
She screams in pain.
He unzips his pants and a huge dick, dark as night springs forth. I can see the pre-cum glistening on the head before he rams it right up her ass.
I can’t take it any more and I straddle your lap. I want to fuck. A hard and wild ride as our murder phone sex fantasies play out right before our eyes.
Torture Me Daddy
How about you string me up by my fucking wrists and make sure its tight so I can’t slip away. Then put a rope around my chest right above my perky tits a tie it tight! Then connect to my hands to that piece of rope so if I pull it just pulls against my chest tighter and tighter. I would love for you to take your tightest nipple clamps and pull my nipples so there stretched out and clamp them fucking nipple clamps on them. Making me fucking scream and beg you to take them off. They are starting to make my nipples bleed down my chest to my pussy. Then you take a wand and turn it up as high as it goes and place it right between my lips directly on my clit and just leave it there torturing my pussy with the vibrations. Making me cum over and over again and its so red and swollen from it. you just keep doing it for hours and hours till I can’t take it no more and you take me and just throw me off the side of the road naked and covered in blood. What to do now?
Desperation
I 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.