I’ve been to this club so many times, always looking for a real man to step up and take what he wanted. Most nights no such man existed in that place and just when I was going to give up on the thought, you approached me. You handed me a drink, I can see just a tiny fizzle at the bottom and I smiled taking the drink. I sipped slowly and listened to you talk to me, at first I felt disappointed. I felt normal it took a few minutes before I started feeling really floaty and felt like I needed to lay down. You chuckled when I started to stumble, you grabbed me and played it off to those around us I had just had to much to drink. I smiled and played along I allowed you to load me up into your car. I fell asleep as we drove away. When I awoke again you were standing over my naked body, I was on what felt like a hard mattress. I still felt to groggy and couldn’t move. You approached and I noticed your cock was bloody. I looked down and realized there was a lot of blood between by legs. Followed by a lot of stinging pain, but I didn’t cry I felt a sense of pleasure. I looked closer and notice the culprit of the blood and pain was a cock ring with razor blades sticking out the sides. You had a evil grin on your face as you grabbed me by my head and force your bloody cock down my throat. I choked and gasped feeling it cutting my mouth and throat. While I choked in my own blood I started to taste cum in the mixture, you pulled your cock out and laughed while I died drowning in blood and cum.
Category: Accomplice phone sex
FireCracker Fuck
He beat me until he saw blood
I didn’t think that I would ever be that kind of victim but I was more than wrong. I met this guy at a bar Charlie or Charles, is what he said his name was. Charlie seemed a little bit odd but not like what happened not that odd at all. He was tall over 6 feet, big blue eyes, piercing beautiful ice cold eyes. Very broad shoulders he was just strong-looking but with a withdrawn temperament, with the guys that I’ve fucked with I should have known something at least but he just kept hypnotizing me with those eyes and tequila shots. I think of myself as a girl with a high tolerance for liquor so I just kept backing those shots and I guess Charles was taking full advantage of that because I was paying no attention to how much he was drinking. Before long I was fucking blasted and Charles looked yummy to me so we gave each other those fuck eyes you know and we headed out of the bar. I went back to Charles place with him, fucking drunk and horny as shit. His apartment was like a sex Den he had things in his apartment that turned my life around completely. I never thought in a million years that being that type of victim would make me cum in an out of Body Experience best way. I was so drunk when he started taking out all of the whips that I went along with it. That night things happened, such sexual deviant things happened. There was blood and cum everywhere.
I Love Bloody Phone Sex
I live for bloody phone sex. I don’t just kill a person, I mutilate their body and exsanguinate the body. I am a gore whore. My friends think I am a vampire wannabe because I drink blood. They don’t know the half of it. A have a few goth friends I confide in, but they think I just have dark fantasies. They don’t realize that I mostly have dark realities because killing is my favorite pastime. This little millennial bitch cut in front of me in line at a coffee house. She informed me I don’t matter, so I could wait. I was stabbing her with my eyes in line for an overpriced coffee. I made note of her license plate because once you have that, a home address is not hard to find, especially when you have a friend at the DMV. That little cunt just had her last Frappuccino. I broke into her house early in the morning. Of course, she lived in the suburbs in a trendy artsy community. A grizzly murder and home invasion would rock this community. I woke up because I wanted her to see me kill her. I wanted her to feel her death. Normally, I would have a male accomplice to help me. He could explore his rape fantasies before she became my snuff porn queen. This bitch was all mine this time. I dragged her skinny ass to her bathroom, muffled her mouth with her panties and hung her upside down from her shower rod. I slit her throat to bleed her out. I sat naked in the tub feeling her hot blood spill on my body and fill my wine glass. I masturbated using her blood as lube, watching the life disappear from her eyes while drinking her warm blood. Who doesn’t matter now, bitch?
Fucking Worth Nothing
I am a stupid fucking bitch who needs to be dick beaten choked and fucked all the time. I realize that I’m worthless I realize there’s nothing good about me except for my fucking fat ass cum guzzling pussy and my dick sucking lips. That’s right I’m just a submissive whore the kind that relishes being cock stroked and fucked up. If you have ass rape fantasies I’m the motherfucker you should get with I can make those fantasies hop out of your brain and into your cock and spray all over the place. I am all hopped up on drugs always plus I’m drunk as fuck do you want to beat your meat on my head would you like to beat your meat on my lips and my tongue or would you like to shove your cock down my throat and bang on my fucking tonsils like it’s a boxing bag. I’m no good anyway no one loves me no one cares my grandfather told me that men would fuck me but not marry me I guess the old geezer was right. Do what you want to me it doesn’t matter no one is concerned especially not me.
Snuff Sex for Drugs
Snuff sex is all I deserve. I know this. I am worthless. I think that is why I gravitate to mean assholes. I am not attracted to men who will treat me well. I have never been with a loving man. I wouldn’t know how to act. My husband just ignores me. I don’t think we say two words to each other a day. He has his whores and I have my masters. He said to me once that he was just waiting for the call that I was dead. I know he thinks my lifestyle is risky. He won’t give me drug money, so my lifestyle is his fault when you think about it. I need drugs to function. With no money and used up holes, that leads to bad decisions. Many bad decisions like placing ads on fetish sites to be used for money. Tom was happy to pay me for his kinky desires. Tom has a mean streak that he told me he couldn’t explore with a girlfriend or a wife. Since I was a whore, he was happy to pay me to do the things he can’t with most women. He put a collar around my neck and made sure I knew I was his sex slave. He choked me, slapped me, kicked me, even flicked his cigar ashes on me. He called me names, beat me and pissed on me too. He said his cock had never been so hard. I had to wonder if my cunt had ever been so wet.
Trust Me
I may be weird, when I beg you for me pain. Maybe you are scared of going to far, please don’t be. This is me begging you to go for it. I want to scream, I want to bleed. I want to feel cold and fading away. Just the thought of my cold dead body is enough to get you excited. I know it is, I’ve teased with this thought so many times, hoping to plant the plan into your head. I see that darkness in you, I’m begging you explore it. Peel off my flesh slowly enjoy my cries use my body for your sick pleasure. Let me be your first, I might not deserve to be so important but I want to be. Please let me be the experience you won’t ever forget. Let me be the first pathetic life you snuff out from this world.
Snuff Phone Sex 101
Snuff Sex isn’t just about killing and eating bitches or bastards. It is about how my pussy contracts and starts flowing honey down my leg at the sound of screams and cries. Begging me to spare that life. Begging me over and over, and giving them hope that there is something they can do to be spared. The sound of that final heartbeat, the way the blood spurts up all over my naked body ,so hot and full of that iron smell. I love it when I have a nice big cock to ride after I take that last breath from my victims. Blood dripping down my body. I love when I have had three or four acclomplices pumping cum into battered cunts and asses. the smell of blood and cum makes me so hungry for my victims flesh. I love when I can just tear a piece of that sweet neck off and have a sweet bite right in the middle of Cannibalism phone sex.
The Gift For His Slut
My old man gave me a gift wrapped in a box. I was surprised because he’s never giving me anything. For a brief moment I was happy but not for long. I opened the box and saw a human dog collar and leash. He was telling me where my place was in his world, I was no better than a dog or an object. Tears rolled down my face as he fastened the collar around my neck. He made me get down on my knees and walked me around the living room like a well-trained dog. I didn’t dare protest because he would kick my ass. I knew my place. He sat in his favorite chair and pulled my chain because he wanted his dick sucked. I held his huge dick and licked it all over before putting it in my mouth. I sucked him nice and slow like he trained me to do. He came in my mouth and I swallowed. I opened my mouth because he liked making sure that it was empty.
Blowjob bootcamp
One of my favorite experiences is being the accomplice to one of my bosses. We worked in a high tense field, and this particular company was the cream of the crop in the market. There was plenty of girls lining up to apply. One of my tasks was hiring. I had to hire a sweet whore who was willing to learn. I had to find out which whore would assist in a lot more than clerical duties. I would run a blowjob boot camp and whoever passed with flying colors could join the team. I had to get cute girls willing to do anything for this paid internship. I, of course, had to demonstrate and had to be rough on them and make them gag like good sluts. Eventually, I would turn some ass rape porn, and some rape fantasy flicks too. It was fun being in control and making my boss happy.















