Category: Bloody phone sex

Killer Phone Sex: Reverse Snuff Fantasies

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Killer phone sex no doubt means that someone is getting murdered eventually. But in this instance, I’m talking about something a little different from my regular snuff fantasies.

You see, I have a friend who says everyone, no matter how submissive and masochistic, has at least a small sadistic streak buried inside them somewhere. And she’s not wrong because I have one, myself. And there are times when I think about not being the victim, but being the perpetrator instead.

I like the idea of a sexy femme fatale situation. I seduce you, take you back to my place, put you on my bed, and do all kinds of nasty things with you. But when we get to the point where I climb up on top and ride, I manage to slip a garrote around your neck before you realize what’s happened. And as I strangle you, your body contorts in all kinds of fascinating ways that makes your cock even harder and twitch inside me! The death throes make me ride you even harder. If you’re lucky, you’ll get one last orgasm out of the deal before you pass out.

Of course, I have to call my aforementioned friend later to help me dispose of the body. That’s what friends are for, after all!

Fantasy Phone Sex With A Hot Dom

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Fantasy phone sex is great because it means I get to play out fantasies I might never get to do in real life. Sometimes, it’s a fantasy where my Dom is a giant, 30 feet tall, who wants to use me as a real-life masturbation toy. Other times, it can be rape fantasties. Still others, it’s snuff fantasies.

Right now, what I’m in the mood for is a good snuff fantasy with a hot Dom. I want it to be slow and intimate and full of betrayal. I want him to make me think that he would never truly hurt me…and then he does. The story slowly unfolds in such a way that he first sexually tortures me, as usual, and then it starts to go down an even darker path, full of strangulation, exsanguination, and possible descration of my limp, lifeless body.

That’s the best thing about fantasy, in my opinion. Even if you’d never do it in real life, you can always explore the deeper, darker sides of your psyche with fantasy. I have lots of deep, dark sides, and they all scream out for your hands around my throat, slowly choking the life from me as the light in my eyes dies.

Sleeping Beauty

Accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex gave me the idea to make you take your little ones pussy, I put a special treat in her ice cream she is out cold as you enter her room you find the little sleeping beauty wearing a nightgown and no panties,you climb in bed with her and spread her little legs wide open, you see that pretty little plump hairless pussy,spreading her pussy lips open you suck on her tiny clit,licking every fold of her pussy until she is dripping wet,Rub that big hard cock on her pussy, you slowly slide in her tight cunt, you can barely fit your girthy member inside that tiny hole,when you finally get inside you pound her twat fast and hard, working that pussy really good, her young juices are running down to her asshole, your cock is throbbing you feel yourself about to cum and decide you want to give her asshole a creampie so you fight to fit all of your meaty dick inside her tight little asshole, stroking it really slow, its so fucking tight you cant hold it anymore, releasing a huge load of daddy dick juice into her tiny asshole, telling me to come suck it out, when I get a mouthful of your cum I walk over and give you a big snowball kiss.

Ass Rape Porn Shoot

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I was running late for my ass rape porn shoot. Come to find out it wasn’t real. He just wanted to fuck me until I bleed.

“I’m almost there, Bobby. Just a little further. “Good,” he says. Soon as I got off the path in the woods and he saw me he grabbed my throat. “Take off your panties, Keisha. I want to see your bald wet pussy.”

What are you doing Bobby?” I’m about to split your black cunt open. But first take this cock you are fucking talk too much” forcing his cockgun deep in my throat making me gag and slobbing all over his dick and balls

Keisha finally made it to the clearing in the woods where she was supposed to meet Bobby. But when she saw him standing there with a menacing look on his face, she knew she was in trouble. “Take off your panties, Keisha. I want to see your bald wet pussy,” he demanded. “What are you doing Bobby?” Keisha asked, trying to keep her voice steady. She was starting to get scared. “I’m about to split your black cunt open,” he sneered. “But first, take this cock you’re fucking talking too much.”

Bobby had grabbed her throat and forced his thick cock into her mouth. She gagged as he thrust it deep down her throat, his balls slapping against her chin. She tried to push him away, but he was too strong. He held her head still as he fucked her mouth roughly, his saliva mixing with her spit. “Suck it, whore,” he growled. “Suck my big white cock. See how wet you are, you filthy slut?” he said, roughly pushing her to the ground. “You want my cock, don’t you?”

Keisha couldn’t deny “fuck yeah!!!” spreading her legs wide open. Roughly pushing her legs apart and plunging his cock deep into her pussy. She cried out as he filled her completely, his thick shaft stretching her wide. He began to fuck her roughly, his balls slapping against her ass with every thrust. Keisha could feel herself getting closer and closer to orgasm, her body writhing beneath him.

But just as she was about to cum, Bobby pulled out, leaving her feeling empty and frustrated. “No, please,” she begged. “I need it. I need your cock.” Bobby just laughed and flipped her over, roughly pulling her up onto her hands and knees. “You want it, whore? You can have it,” he sneered, roughly pushing his cock against her tight asshole. “OMGGGGGGG” the pain mingling with pleasure as he began to fuck her ass roughly. 

“Cum for me, bitchwhore,” Bobby growled, slapping her ass hard. “Cum all over my cock.” “Good girl,” Bobby said, roughly wiping his cock clean on her ass. “You took my cock like a champ.”

Keisha couldn’t believe what had just happened. She had just been brutally ass fucked in the woods by a man she barely knew. But even as she lay there, her body still shaking with pleasure, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. She had taken Bobby’s cock like a champ, just like he said.

And as she got up and walked away she smiled. She had survived the ass rape and was so good.

You ate me for dinner.

Cannibalism phone sex

Cannibalism phone sex. you invited me over to your dark creepy apartment. I trusted you, you’re the “nice guy”. I sat on the bed with sipping on some wine, and you slipped something in my drink. When I awoke you were on top of me, sweating with your finger far up my torn little bald cunt.

You finger fucked me roughly as I begged you to stop. Blood dripping out of my tiny cunt. You pinned my small body down with your hand wrapped tightly around my neck. I could smell something bad, figured you had bad food. Little did I know you had genital’s stacked in your fridge.

You screamed in my face to “shut the fuck up”. I had no way of escaping.  Your a handsome sick fuck that snacks on flesh, you planned to wear my skin. When you licked your finger’s after tasting my sweet juices you changed. I saw the monster in you.

You force fucked my snatch with your huge cock with rape fantasies. Pushing in and out vigorously, eating my young cunt off your knob, slicing my finger. You snacked on it in my face. My screams were never heard.

my cut up cunt and little tit’s now locked away in your freezer. My body was your dinner later that night.

Medical Fetish Phone Sex: Torture In The Doctor’s Chair

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Medical fetish phone sex is my guilty pleasure. Every time I go to the gyno’s office, I get a secret little thrill. Well, I honestly don’t know just how secret it actually is. My gyno probably notices that my pussy gets wet when she pulls on the nitrile gloves and gets out the speculum. But she’s never been so gauche as to say anything about it (even though part of me wishes she would!).

But that’s what phone fantasies are for. You can be my dirty doctor instead! And what can you do to me? Anything, really. It could be a standard pelvic exam with a happy ending, or it could be full-on medical torture, or anything in between.

Maybe I need to go to the fertility doctor because my boyfriend’s sperm is not doing the trick. And you, as the naught doctor, offer to do the impregnating FOR him, since he can’t manage it on his own. I’d love for you to exam my boobs and my pussy (and maybe even my ass, too, if you think it’s necessary) then pound the fuck out of me when you’re finished! And if you think the whole scene needs to be bloodier than that, well, you’re welcome to pull out the scalpel, too.

Giving thanks as I make a meal out of your family Jewels

Cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex has me being very thankful to make a meal out of your family jewels. You wouldn’t think that I could hide dick and testicle meat and a nice sweet potato pie. But I can, And I plan to have your family eating parts of you unknowingly this Thanksgiving. 

Besides we all know that you are time with your balls in your cock has come to an end. All you really need is a permanent catheter they drain the piss out and you can live along healthy life. But there are other options to just losing your balls and pieces if not all of your cock. 

Cannibalism phone sex By Harper 

I could stop at mere Castration phone sex that one be as much finest killing you. Dissecting you what the finest medical scalpels and suturing you up after I made long deep cuts. Are you still can enjoy your Thanksgiving now I will shove cranberries in your belly than sew it back up? And when that turkey is too big for your asshole I’m going to have to cut open that ass cavity.

Oh yes I could just drop at having her family eat your mutilated genitals hidden discreetly in pies and desserts. But then I went and get to play with all my fancy medical equipment. And I know how much you love my statistic Medical fetish phone sex!

Tonight we feast on your flesh and give many  thanks to the victims who get us off!

Snuff Porn Before the Holidays, No Thank You

snuff pornHe wanted to make a snuff porn. But I did not. This was not even a desperate move I made for coke. For once, I had plenty of coke thanks to my dealer and my stepson. During holidays, I require more fuel. But I went out to party. I wanted a couple drinks and maybe some dirty dancing. However, I found myself bound and gagged in the back of a car. And I had no memory of how I got there.

One moment I am dancing on a pool table doing shots, and the next, I am in the back of an old station wagon. When I woke up, I felt hazy. Although I drank a lot of booze, it felt like someone drugged me. The guy driving was not even in the bar. At least I did not remember him. So many questions I had. But I could not ask any with a ball gag in my mouth.

For what felt like forever, we drove down desolate roads to some house that appeared abandoned. This trip felt like a nightmare. And it was. Some random dude saw an intoxicated milf stumbling to her car and took advantage of the situation. And I did not know if he had killer or just rape phone sex fantasies. Turned out that he had both.

Even When I am Not Looking for Trouble, It Finds Me

He dragged me out of the car by my hair. And across a lot of gravel to get inside. This place felt so creepy. But then so did he. I saw all the torture devices he had. And my stomach told me I might die. Although I did survive, I endured a lot of pain. He beat me up, breaking some ribs. But that made me wondered if he was one of my stepsons friends or subscribers. He flogged me, choked me and beat me. But that turned out to be his foreplay.

He fisted my ass and cunt to loosen my holes up for his impressive cock. If I did not feel like I might die any moment, I might have enjoyed his cock. But since I knew he had that killer phone sex instincts, all I could do was lie there lifeless and scared. By the time he passed out, my body felt so broken, I was not sure I possessed the strength to escape. But, when I saw his coke on the coffee table, I found the strength I needed for a daring escape.

I broke free from the rope because thanks to my stepson breaking so many bones in my body, I am now double jointed. So, I crawled to the table, snorted all his coke and suddenly I felt like super woman. I ran through the forest as fast as I could until a hitch hiker picked me up and took me home.

Knife Play Phone Sex Calls I Savor as a Sadistic Bitch

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex calls I never get enough of as a butcher girl.  Perhaps, I am a sick bitch. No. I am a sick bitch. And I know it. So, does everyone around me. I am not a ray of sunshine. Never will be either. Yes, I have friends. But my circle is small. And I do not make friends the traditional way. Either I save a girl from a predator at a Goth bar, or a girl hires me to off her attacker, and we bond over it.

I have an eye for talent. When I meet a woman or a younger girl, I can tell if she has that sadistic streak in her. And I can tell if it is in there and she needs help realizing her true potential. A few weeks ago, a young girl who just turned 18, hired me to kill her abusive stepfather. She inherited a bunch of money her late father left her. And she used a portion of it to hire me.

She helped me kill him. And she got into the torture sex. She completely mutilated his cock and balls. Technically, she killed him. He died from the Colombian necktie she gave him. And since then, we have worked together a few more times. Natural talent. So, I decided to mentor her.

Killing is Fun, But it Becomes More Fun with a Protege

Last night, she assisted me in offing this Goth girl predator. He slides into Goth bars, drugs girls and attempts to take advantage of them. Way too many losers like that prey on Goth girls. But I do try to kill everyone of them.  Although, I do kill my share of bitches, I never touch a fellow Goth girl. We have a code. So, if you hurt one of my Goth friends, I hurt you.

My new accomplice set the honey trap for him, and we got into his place. I followed behind them as she acted drugged. When the predator tossed her on his bed, she grabbed the light and hit him over the head. That enabled her to let me into the house.

And we worked in unison to tie him up and castrate him. But we made the cock and ball torture last. Castration phone sex revenge needs to be savored. Little cuts in his predator cock prolonged his agony after I severed his balls and stuffed them in his mouth. My protégé delivered the final blow when she cut his femoral artery. We left him bleeding on his bed. But before we left, we wrote Predator on his walls in his own blood.

Bondage Phone Sex At The Dungeon

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Bondage phone sex always reminds me of the hot times I’ve had at the bondage club/dungeon that I like to go to pretty regularly. A lot of bondage clubs won’t let the participants fuck there, but this one has bedrooms you can use for the night. So when I played with one of my favorite Doms and he had me suspended from the ceiling while he and his friends whacked me with floggers like I was a pinata, I knew I was in for a good night.

I didn’t break open with candy, but I did bruise up nicely. After they took me down, there was some bloody knife play that carved me up pretty good. Then, it was time for this Dom and me to make our way to one of the bedrooms. I was still dripping blood a little as he pulled me in there by my hair.

He didn’t even give me time to lay down on the bed. He just pinned me against the wall, lifted my body up, and slammed his cock in me! The blood from the knife play earlier coated both of us as he fucked me. He came inside me, then pushed me down on my knees to the floor to clean up his cock. The cum dripped out of me and onto the floor as I used my mouth the clean him. I ended up covered in blood, cum, and spit, and it was AMAZING. 10/10, would do again!