Category: Accomplice phone sex

Introducing Necrophelia

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I have a sexy girlfriend, Andromeda, that I decided to let into my little fetish of necrophilia. Andromeda is smoking hot, and I just know that she is up for anything. Being so sexy, she has a lot of guys and girls all over her, and with her drug habit she’s especially loose these days. I’ve been wanting to bring a live person into my little “orgies” with some of the dead bodies at the morgue where I work, and I thought bringing Andromeda in would be perfect. I’d just get her really stoned first, and then I could fuck her while also showing her how fucking hot necrophilia is. I invited her over Friday night, and poured drinks for us and get high with her. I was feeling good, and suddenly all I could think about was getting my hands on that pussy of hers while shoving dead cock in her ass.

I told her I wanted to show her something, and we got in the car. We traveled to the morgue and she laughed about what we were going to do there and how lame it would be. I laughed and took her into the back, where I have a nice room with a king size bed. I put on some music and stripped down to my bra and panties. I began to dance around, rubbing my body, seducing her. She’s always horny, a real freak, so she was into it. I leaned in and kissed her and she went crazy, kissing me like she couldn’t wait to fuck me. Once we got each other’s clothes off, I took her by the hand and lead her into the room with the bodies are. There was a hot young guy whom had died from an accidental overdose. He was hung like a fucking stallion, and his cock was standing straight in the air. I showed it to her, and her eyes widened. She was intrigued! I put my mouth on it and began to suck his cock and she just stared in amazement. I looked up at her and told her to sit on it, just wait and see how good it will feel. So, she did it, and while she rode him I licked her cunny making her scream like a fucking banshee. What a fucking good time!

 

Klismaphilia Domination Phone Sex: What is Your Unusal Fetish?

domination phone sexDomination phone sex is not my thing. I am a submissive whore; however, all my callers and all the men in my life are very much dominant towards me. One particular master is shared with a friend of mine. Masters can have all the slaves they want, however, we  can only have one master. He put us together last night for some evil fun. Master has a very unusual fetish called KLISMAPHILIA. Ever hear of it? I had not. After last night, I wish I had never heard of KLISMAPHILIA. It is a fetish for enemas. I had no idea such a fetish even existed. The night began with us giving our master an old fashioned enema. It was one of those Fleet enemas. It was sooooo gross. Dani and I imagined we were ass rape porn stars prepping our co star for an anal torture scene. We felt dominant, but that feeling didn’t last.

ass rape pornOnce his bowels started to go, he shit all over us. Explosive shit jet blasted our pretty faces. As if that was not bad enough, we had to lick the shit off his ass. It was everywhere too. I am a submissive slut, so is Dani; but scat play is nothing we enjoy. I have not had an enema since I was a little girl. My daddy always gave them too me. I guess in hindsight, my daddy had KLISMAPHILIA too. Dani and I wanted to barf, but if we puked, he would make us lick it all up. We cleaned his shitty ass up, but that was not enough for him. He forced us to give each other enemas too. There was shit everywhere. So much shit, we looked like mud wrestling lesbians. We are good submissives, so when master ordered us to eat each other ‘s shit boxes, we did it. It was so degrading, but by the time we were done, everyone was clean. We, however, were sick. What strange fetish do you have? Submissive whores are the best at helping you explore your taboo phone sex fetishes.

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Cannibalism phone sex There’s something extra evil, and extra naughty, about accomplice phone sex. Snuff sex itself is so fucking nasty and hot by itself, but the imagery of helping someone capture, fuck, and tear apart makes my pussy squirt almost instantly. Now, add cannibalism phone sex to that, and oh my fucking GOD do I get off hard.

I picture you and me, people watching in a dark corner of a goth club. You’ve dressed me as slutty as you could. Every curve is accentuated and shown off perfectly. I do so love your tastes. You pick out some sexy little Asian all by herself in the bar, and tell me to go buy her a drink and bring her to the table. On the way I roofie her drink.

When she’s starts giggling and swaying, we walk her outside, down a few blocks to our car. Stupid little cunt thinks we’re going to driver her home. Hahaha!

We get back to yourhis place. The little bitch has passed out. That’s good, easier to get her where we want her. We park in the garage, as soon as the door drops we unload her. She’s so small, it’s easy to pack her to the basement chamber I’ve helped you build. We put her wrists in the irons we have hanging from the ceiling. While she’s dangling, you cut all her clothes off. She looks so tiny and pathetic. Nice, perky brown tits, and the tiniest bush over her cunny.

She starts to stir, she’s crying and whimpering, begging for us to let her go. It doesn’t fucking matter, no one will hear her screams down here.

You shove everything you can think of in her pathetic holes, gaping and splitting them open, before fucking the shit out of her. I start slicing the bitch open, collarbone to pelvis. And while I grip your dick from inside her body, you pump a massive load of cum into her womb.

I’ve always enjoyed having dinner well marinated before we eat.

Haunted House Rape Fantasy

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I thought a haunted house would be the perfect place to try and get another rape fantasy fulfilled. Well, shit I was right! I dressed to kill, in very short skirt and a bra top. No panties.. I figured it would be easy access for my aggressor. So, I went to the haunted house and hung around outside for awhile and made myself seen. I meandered in and backed Into a dark corner in a room equipped with a strobe light. I couldn’t be seen by most people that were passing through, but there were members working the haunted house that knew that I was there. I only waited about thirty minutes before I felt the tug on my hair and hand covering my mouth. Finally, I thought but I struggled to make things interesting. My hair was pulled tight and a hand went around my throat and began to choke me. Flipped onto my belly, I could feel his hot breath on my neck as I felt him put his cock into my ass. After raping my ass, he got hard again real quick and gave my pussy a good pounding.

Strangulation Phone sex Fantasies

strangulation phone sexStrangulation phone sex something that gets your dick hard? Apparently my step son has strangulation fantasies I knew nothing about. I was sound asleep last night when I was awaken by cold hands on my throat. I thought it was a joke, but I guess the joke was on me. I looked up and saw my step son’s face. I could smell the alcohol on his breath. He had been drinking heavily. He is a very mean drunk. He wanted to fuck me, but I was not high. Plus his dad was in the house. I fought him, but he just kept tightening his grip around my throat. I was choking. I could feel pressure building up in my head and my eyes. I was kicking until I passed out. When I woke up his cock was shoved down my throat and his fist in my ass. As soon as I came too I started struggling again. His fist left my ass and went back on my throat. I clawed at his hands, but he was strong. He has always resented me for marrying his father because I was the mistress. I could feel the rage in his grip. I kept passing out and waking back up with his cock or fist in a fuck hole. I felt helpless. He was getting off on torturing me. I managed to elbow him in the balls and get away. It was momentarily because when I saw my face in the mirror I was horrified. I was blue. Purple veins were popped out in my head. My eyes were blood red. I looked like the Bride of Frankenstein. In my pause, he regained control and was angrier than ever. He bounced me off the wall dizzying me. I slumped to the ground where he violated me repeatedly for hours. He scares me. One of these days he is going to kill me right under his father’s nose.

Trick or Torture

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There is a haunted house of torture…they really exist. I would know because every year whenever he is bored with me he has me come up with the sickest haunted house I can! There are no treats when the little ones and their whore sisters or mommies ring the door. There’s simply pure tricks and torture here as they take the punishment my Daddy and I will have no choice but to bestow upon them. The house will appear fun for others but the real screams of terror will come from a mother and naughtier, each will get their nipples cut off and still have to act like everything is normally even as the blood flows outta their tits, they’ll be waiting to be fucked. Rammed like little whores even if they fight it! They are learning that pain is the only thing that works around here…They’ll soon see their place in life I’ll teach it to them all for HIM! He owns me, after all.

 

Snuff Sex Haunted House

snuff sexSnuff sex gets me wet. Halloween is the perfect time of year to snuff out folks too, especially little ones. I inherited an old house a decade ago. It was the scene of a brutal murder in the 50s. It belonged to my grandparents. It was their tenant who killed his wife and brats then himself one Halloween night in 1956. No one wanted to live in it after that, my grandparents let it go and I when I inherited I did nothing to the place because I use it for my carnage. On Halloween and the nights prior to it, I always hide in the house to catch the local brats that break in ghost hunting and to do drugs. Last night I knew the local boys and girls would be exploring old horror stories so I rigged the house  with lots of haunted delights. Once folks enter that house, they never leave. Either I kill them, or the house does. Last night a young teen couple broke in to fornicate. You would think the youth of America would know better than to fuck before marriage. Only virgins ever survive horror movies.

snuff porn I watched as the two dumb love birds started to make out on a rickety wood floor with dust inches thick. Spiders and other creepy crawlies were everywhere. I started some sound effects and watched them jump up in terror. Cloaked all in black so they couldn’t see me, I charged them with a knife. I went for the little whore first. Gutted her like a pig. Her loser boyfriend fled. Did nothing to help her. I would get him next. I know that house inside and out, he was not escaping me.  I took my time dismembering her tiny teen body and playing in her bloody entrails. I wanted a horrific crime scene befitting of the house’s spooky reputation. Once I had my snuff porn fun with the girl, I hunted the boy down. I heard him pleading for his life. Talking to the house I guess. I found him in the servant’s quarters down stairs with a sword through his body.  He was pinned to the wall like a squashed bug. I could hear the blood dripping out of him. Clearly, I was not alone. This house was really haunted.  Most folks would have run screaming, but not me. I got on my phone to look for a medium. I want to talk to my ghost accomplice.

Ivy’s Haunted Getaway

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We met at a bar and they wanted to really be scared. I took them to the scariest place I knew about! The whole way there I was passing out, drinking more and they were groping me. We got there and I ran into the house! I told them if they wanted me they better come find me unless they were chicken shit! They ran in after me into the dark abandoned house. I was in the upstairs bedroom closet. I heard one of them walk in and I jumped out and scared him. He grabbed me and pushed me up against the wall. I was still drunk and as he kissed me I saw him. He had a mans body but a bloody pigs head on top. I screamed and the mocho college boy pissed himself. I started laughing. I pulled out my knife and sliced his achilles tendon. “We haven’t even started yet you bitch!” I whispered into his ear. I got up and kissed that bloody pigs head and kicked that college bitch in the head. We found his friend soon after. I love being the bait. We put hammered hooks into the tops of their feet and hung them upside down. We tortured them, scarred them, burned them and played with their holes. My pig headed friend fucked me as he sliced their throats. Their blood washed over us. Their tortured souls are never going to leave this place. I love adding more to my own personal haunted house! 

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I decided to go to a haunted house with some friends just to please them since halloween is right around the corner. We showed up at this building that looks like it has been abandon for years. We proceeded  inside and awaited our turn through the maze, of all the scary shit they had in store for us.I could hear the screams of all the people as they made there way through the maze. It was finally my turn to walk through the maze of fucked up and I had no idea what to expect. My girl friends and I walked through each corner as figures in a creepy costumes popped out trying there best to scare us. One person scared us so bad I some how got separated from all of my friends. I began screaming out loud wondering if my friends could hear me. I sat there on the ground in the dark begging for one of my friends to hear me. Next thing I know a figure in a clown costume, comes up to me and grabs me by the hand leading me into a room. I thought he was leading me to the exit and I was sadly mistaken. The clown chained my hands and feet and placed me on a table covered in nails. I began screaming begging for help. People walked passed me thinking it was all part of the fun. They sat there and watched as the clown began to push me down on the spikes. Slowly the spikes began to tear through my flesh. Blood began to gush all over the table seeping into the ground. I screamed in pain as this clown tortured me infront of all these people who were completeing the maze. The clown began cutting my feet off and throwing it at the people that walked by, they were just laughing saying how realistic this was. The finale was the clown sliting my throat as he drank my blood and spit it at people as they walked by.I guess these haunted houses are haunted.

Pavlov’s torture chamber

Torture sexI had blacked out, and had no Idea where I was, or how I got here. I was being drug along on pavement, but I couldn’t see anything. I’m blindfolded. Everything hurts like I had ran a marathon. My blindfold is removed, and my eyes blink trying to strain to see. Your face swims into view. I remember seeing you in the store, you seemed so pleasant. But why are you here? Why am I here? Oh god. You took me, didn’t you? Why?

You tell me to shut my fucking face, and do as I’m told. That if I’m lucky someone will see me again some day. You use a pocket knife to slice my clothes from my body, and strap me to something that resembled a massage table blended with a pelvic exam chair. You fastened my arms and legs down, adding a strap across my hips for good measure. My head was restricted as well. I saw a blank blue screen a few feet in front of me. You rolled in this powerful looking machine, which had two huge dildos extending from it. Oh fuck, oh fuck! You rolled it right up to me, piercing both of my fuck holes simultaneously. I cried out from the pain of the sudden gaping of my tiny holes. You slapped my face hard and told me to be silent. That I was just a disposable little fucking whore, no more than a pet, lower than an animal. You instructed that I was not to be allowed to speak like a person, that I was to only bark, and whimper. I was so fucking scared, I started begging for mercy. You landed a bone-jarring strike to the other side of my face, making me see stars. He turns on the screen, and the machine. I was bawling as the automatic fucker ravaged my tiny holes.

Minutes went by, bleeding into hours. I lost track of time in the agony of what was happening to my body. Every time I got close to an orgasm, the machine clicked off, and right when I would catch my breath, it would begin again. Over and over while the screen played videos of girls being savagely taken by man and beast alike. They were beaten, made to stay on all fours, eat out of pet dishes, shit in the corner, and present their asses when told.

You finally came back. My mind was broken. My body was a shit, piss, blood, and pussy juices covered trembling mess.

You stood before me. “What’s your name, pet?”

I whimpered. “I said, what’s your fucking cunt name?!” I managed a small bark. You were pleased. You collard me, released me to the floor.

“Time to go meet your furry companions, and your new masters you fucking cum slut!”