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Entrapment A Snuff Porn

It was a really dreamy thing that become just another snuff porn. I was invited to a beautiful dinner by a surgeon. He was older and very handsome with strong hands. I loved having him as my Master when we played in the dungeon. He was really appealing to my submissive needs as a victim. He was such a perfectionist and fixated on aesthetics. His suggestion of me moving in as his Mistress was even more appealing and exciting. He set me up in a beautiful flat in London. I had never been overseas and had gone into it so wide eyed and dovish. Little did my naive little mind grasp that there was more than I was understanding. The scene in London is very dark and underground. My surgeon Master had a following and a specialty. He was the Butcher. I was just another dumb blonde American for his divine followers to enjoy. I was just fuckmeat that got tenderized and glazed before the destruction of all my holes. I was wooed into the darkest of situations and to be butchered and put back together like some kind of Frankenhooker was his ultimate pleasure. There was no future for me as I was just a sadistic phone sex victim.

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Who Set Up Layla?

blasphemy phone sexI hope someone doesn’t leak my nude photos.  Problem was I haven’t heard from my friend Claire in a while. I was hoping she was all right. I figured that maybe she was just busy and that’s why I haven’t been able to talk to her in a while. I was just relaxing at home by myself when I heard the telephone ring. I went over to it and answered it. A voice said ” I know where your friend Claire is and if you want to see her alive again you’d better do exactly what I tell you to do.” I completely froze up.  What did you do with her? I demanded. “Where is my friend?” he said I’m not going to tell you until you do exactly as I say. The voice demanded. “Now I want you to send me naked pictures of yourself.” I’m not sending that I said I’m going to call the police. “How are you going to call the police if you don’t know who I am?” the voice demanded. “Now send me these nude photos or I’ll slice her throat right now!” I could hear somebody screaming in background.

My Killer Phone Sex Fantasies Went Awry

killer phone sexAll of us have killer phone sex fantasies, even submissive whores like me. I have had enough of my abusive stepson. My husband won’t protect me from him because he doesn’t believe his own wife. My stepson has convinced him that I am a delusional, vengeful, druggy whore. He doesn’t believe me when I say his son beats me, fucks me and even pimps me out. I decided I would kill my stepson to solve my problem. I thought I could kill him. I wanted to kill him. Of course, it backfired. I baited him to come over one night. I made him a cake with rat poison inside. I thought he would eat it and die. I thought it would be simple. I should have known better. He is smarter than me. He knew I would never bake him a cake. He made me eat it. I got sick quickly. I puked withing minutes of eating a slice. He pushed my face in my own vomit while shoving his fist up my ass. He kept repeating how worthless I was and that a stupid cunt like me could never pull a fast one on him. He made it clear that I was still alive because of him. He only made me eat a slice of the poisoned cake to prove a point. He spent the rest of the night beating me and fucking my ass so hard, I wished I had eaten the entire cake.

Medical Fetish Phone Sex

medical phone sexDo you like medical fetish phone sex? I was at the hospital the other day visiting a friend. I was not looking for trouble, but trouble always follows me. This sexy doctor was hitting on me. I flirted back figuring it was harmless. I was in a hospital. I was surrounded by people. He asked if he could buy me a cup of coffee. I don’t drink coffee, but I agreed because he was hot. Plus, likely rich if he was a doctor. Little did I know he was a demented doctor. He spiked my coffee. I started stumbling, slurring my words. He took my arm and escorted me to a different part of the hospital. It is still sort of a blur, but I remember being in an exam room. I remember the bright lights and being strapped onto an exam table. My legs were in stirrups. Other people were in the room with us. I think they were doctors. Or at least they were dressed like ones. No rubber gloves. My demented doctor got out a speculum. It looked like it had teeth. Was I hallucinating? I was not.  Once he shoved it up my cunt and cranked it up, I started bleeding. I could feel blood gushing out of my pussy. The other men in the room started fucking me. It was like some sick fetish gangbang porn. Men fucking a bloody patient against her will. I was trapped. I screamed, but I was quickly silenced. They fucked me while my cunt was gaped open by a steal trap with teeth. They laughed as they came inside me. Their cum stung the inside of my wounded womb. It felt like some one squirted acid in my cunt. Eventually, they grew bored with me. My demented doctor let me go. Good thing I was in a hospital. I went straight to the ER for medical treatment.

Sex with Dead Bodies in the Funeral Parlor

sex with dead bodiesHe told me he wanted to have sex with dead bodies. I didn’t realize he meant me. We were in a mortuary. His family owns a funeral home. Creepy, I know. But I was curious too. We fucked on top of a casket with a dead girl in it. A young girl too. She died in a car accident. She was young and my perverted friend’s family made her look shiny and new again. After we fucked on her casket, I watched as he opened her casket to peek at her dead body.  I didn’t think he would fuck her, but he likes them young. I am too old for him, but I am a sure thing. He had me help him get her out of the coffin. I asked him why he just didn’t get in with her. He wanted to fuck her on the floor where he had more room because he didn’t want to tip the casket over. Damn, I thought to myself, he was planning on fucking her rough. He ravaged her dead corpse so hard, the makeup on her face started to smear. She didn’t look so good once that happened. Didn’t phase him at all. He kept fucking her until he came inside her. He said no one would notice because it was a close casket funeral. I guess no one wants to see a dead brat. Once he fucked her, he was still horny. He fucked me again, but he was struggling to get hard for me. He put his hands around my throat and squeezed. The problem was me. The problem was I was still breathing. He could only get hard with a dead whore. I guess my days as a taboo phone sex whore are over. He squeezed the life out of me so he could fuck my dead warm corpse.

Layla Gets A Creepy Phone Call

evil phone sexIt was a dark and stormy night. I was at home in my room watching porn. That evening I was alone  in my bed wearing some hot red lingerie. I was just sipping on some wine trying to relax. it had been a stressful week. So rain slowly fell against my window. the phone rang. It was already 11 p.m. I knew that it couldn’t have been anyone I knew calling. Since  I like to have quiet time in the evening. So I went over to the phone and picked it up. hello? no answer.  just some heavy breathing. hello? I tried again. it was no answer with some heavy breathing again. I hang up the phone. I went back to my bed and started to relax. I heard some more ringing.  I was determined to tell the person calling off. so I picked up the phone who is this? “I’m downstairs why don’t you come down and see me.” a creepy voice answered. I immediately knew someone was in my apartment. My hands were shaking. my heart started pounding who was in my house?

Bad Babysitter Phone Sex

babysitter phone sexI have a bad babysitter phone sex story to share with you. I was asked to watch a friend’s baby girl. I use the word friend loosely. She is a stuck up bitch who has always looked down on me because I work in the adult industry. Babysitting presented me with an opportunity for revenge. She has a beautiful young girl. The kind of girl that men pay good money to fuck. Know what I mean? I know this one bad ass man who loves super young girls. I have fucked him a few times and the only way he gets off is with some rough age play. I texted him a picture of the little angel and he responded back with, “How much?” I set a fair price. Really, I sold her little cunt for a steal because this was about revenge not profit. I drugged the little girl with a special cocktail. Two Xanax crushed in Koolaid is what you give a little slut before you explore your rape phone sex fantasies. I watched as he savagely fucked her hairless cunt. She was moaning in pain, but she was not lucid enough to scream. I put towels under her because I knew there would be blood. There always is with sweet young virgins. He used her cherry juice as lube for her ass. He fucked every hole on her tiny body. My cunt was so wet watching this princess be ravaged. I cleaned her up as best as I could when he was done with her. I disposed of the blood soaked towels. I licked the cum off her body. I even gave her a sponge bath. I fucked my friend on the couch with his dick still covered in her sweet cherry juice. Once my bitch came home from her date, my partner in crime was long gone. I cleaned up all the DNA like a member of the CSI team. Hopefully the little girl will not say anything about her battered holes. At least I know she won’t remember how she got those battered holes.

Layla Chased By A Killer

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So last night me and my friends went out. It was really dark and cold outside. It was against our better judgment but we wanted to have fun that evening. We partied at their house until I was a little bit drunk, tipsy and careless. I should have called for a ride home that would have been the safe thing to do. But since I knew I was just maybe like eight blocks away. I decided to walk home in the dark. I didn’t really think that I would run into any problems. But that was not the case. I kept seeing the same figure following me I hope that they would eventually turn up the street. They were walking but they seem to be headed straight towards me. This time I started running I was starting to get out of breath. But I can feel my heart pounding this person was definitely chasing me. There was no denying it. I turned around one more time and realize that the person was carrying a knife there was no way for me to escape.

Unleash Your Snuff Sex Demons With Me

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Unleash your snuff phone sex demons with me. I make men quiver with fear and brats scream and cry in agony. Decide what role you will play with me! I can be the willing accomplice to break in stealthy and kidnap those brats as you meet me in my “workspace of terror”. Would you lie to be tearing open your offspring cunts and ass or would you like me to hire a couple of BBC terrorizers to do the job as you watch? One thing though, they won’t survive this fucking! And if I don’t think your man enough to witness such an event I will slice your balls off and have you singing Alto! You decide how you will play and leave the blood and Rape phone sex fantasies to a Pro. Your Hard cock in hand we will explore the deep underbelly of that mind and what makes your cock spurt!

A Kidnapping Phone Sex Tale

kidnapping phone sexI have a kidnapping phone sex tale for you. I was out for a jog the other morning. It was chilly and foggy. I was jogging to my drug dealer. I don’t run for exercise. I run to get coke. I could hear a car tailing me. I figured the car was going slow because visibility was poor. I was struggling to see a few feet in front of me, so no doubt, so was the driver of the car.  Suddenly, someone was on me. I felt a hand go around my mouth and pick me up off the ground with no effort. He tossed me in the back of the car and sped off. He was wearing a mask and there was a lady in the front seat with him. She was not exactly a lady. More like a teen girl. Perhaps my kidnapper’s daughter? I tried pleading with her and him. But neither spoke. The girl gave me a pleading look. It was like she was telling me to shut the fuck up with her eyes. We didn’t drive far. I couldn’t tell where we were because of the fog. The car pulled into a garage. He pulled me out of the backseat kicking and screaming. The girl took my feat. They tossed me like a discarded rug in the basement. I waited scared, wondering my fate. My masked kidnapper came downstairs to where I was being held captive. His daughter was with him. I still didn’t know what was going on. Then, it became clear. This was some strange initiation for the girl. She had to torture me. I could tell torture sex was not her nature. Her arm shook as she picked up a baseball bat and swung at me. She hit me in the back. Luckily, she hits like a girl. I cried in more pain than I was in but soon I was in real pain. She branded me. She used a taser on me. And, she fucked my cunt with a cattle prod.  My flesh burned. I pissed myself and I started convulsing. My kidnapper praised her, as I laid on the floor in a pool of my piss and slobber. She was daddy’s accomplice and I was her first victim.