Category: Bloody phone sex

Sadistically Skinning My Slut Of A Sister

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Every flick of my wrist drove the blade, dripping sweetly with bloody crimson revenge, across her skin. She screamed, begging and begging for me to stop hurting her, to stop cutting up her pretty porcelain skin. The grin that cascaded across my face was malicious, knowing my sadistic cunt was dripping from hell my sister was enduring by my hand, and that I was loving every single second of it.
“Baby girl, you should have shut the fuck up a long time ago. Now I’m going to make you.” I had already dropped the knife. Instead, a 12g. Needle, complete with my own special version of thread, sparkled in my hand. I was going to sew that bitch’s mouth shut. The thread? It was strips of her own fucking skin. I was tempted to sew up that cunt of her too, the one that taunted me about my infertility.

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If I had a brat, I’d slaughter it anyway. Or, raise it to be a sadistic killer queen, just like me. The needle tore a hole in her lips. She screamed as I forced her jaw closed, fighting against her bloodied restraints. They cut into her skin with every pull, every inch of struggle. I didn’t care, fuck that bodaciously bloodied cunt. The new idea that slipped into my head split my face in the most terrifying smile, and the last, she would ever see.
I did sew up her cunt, and then invited my little boy toy over. He wasn’t little; six foot nine, an easy three hundred pounds, and build like a mastiff. He pulled out his throbbing fire crotch cock, and ripped her cunt stitching apart, slamming his massive dick inside of her now useless fuckhole. She was “screaming”, muffled through her lips. I was tired of her, so I started to pour water up her nose using a specialized funnel. With her lips sewn shut, I had decided I was going to drown my slutty bitch of a sister.

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She was perfect

taboo phone sexI met this woman the other day and she had the most perfect little girl with her. I’m talking perfect like this little brat looked like a porcelain doll she was fair and blonde with pink cheeks and perfect little teeth. Big blue eyes and just the most adorable little body I had ever seen. I knew that I could make some serious cash selling her to the highest bidder so I did what any woman in my position would do, I followed the bitch home. I waited until they fell asleep and broke in. They lived there alone and there were no pets to get in the way so I just tied up the little whore and went to have some fun with the mom. I tortured her to death in her bed nice and slow. I used every fuck hole and made sure that she suffered for hours and then just took the little one with me, I wonder whore I should sell her to…

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My biggest fan of my Evil Phone Sex ways is my boyfriend. He’s an absolute fucking morbid god and knows how excited I get by the thought of teen sex slaves. I greatly enjoy the idea of disposable fuck meats for my pleasure. He gets me what I need and we have fun with them and get to film a sinsational snuff bit with his Black Ambient Horror scores in the backdrop. A very Treha Sektori sort of sound. Dark gruelling chamber music to the lustful fantasy raping of a tight teen cunt and ass with a massive cock sheath covered in stainless spikes. He is so wonderful letting me have some young big black cocks that I get to cut off when i am done with them and make them into dildos that all the younger little slaves will get violated with. I love the idea of our little growing harem of money makers.

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Lets Watch Snuff Movies and Cuddle

snuff moviesIt is Halloween mother fuckers. Let’s spoon and watch snuff movies. Okay, so let’s not spoon. I do not spoon or cuddle. But I am all about snuff flicks. Watching them is hot, making them is hotter. So, if I were your partner in crime, who would you want to snuff? You can pick anyone. Young or old. Male or female. Someone you know or a total stranger. I usually go for young girls to kill first. I have slaughtered my share of fucktards too. Some men are just too stupid or annoying to keep on breathing. Girls are just fun to kill. They bleed more. They cry more. And they do stupid shit which can be entertaining too. Last week, this girl gave me a chase into the woods. She was in high heels trying to run in the dark. Those woods I know like the back of my hands. I could run in stilettos blindfolded. The bitch ran straight into a coyote’s den. Took the kill away from me and gave it to them. I still enjoyed it, however. Those hungry wolves saw dinner. They ripped her to shreds. I wanted the honor, but I will not deny nature’s beautiful creatures a tasty meal. She took a long time to die. Coyotes play with their food. They understand me and respect me too. I often bring them the remains of a snuff porn victim as a snack. They get rid of the evidence for me. Because I feed them, they will never attack me. I was bummed, but I did get to hear and watch a hot teen slut get ripped to shreds and devoured alive. I bet that is still more than you have ever enjoyed. Next one I will make sure I drug better so she does not become coyote kill.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with a Druggy Whore

rape phone sex fantasiesWomen have rape phone sex fantasies too. I have realities not fantasies. But is it really a force fuck with a druggy whore like me? I mean, I choose to get high. I choose to associate with unsavory folks. I choose to trade my body for coke. Even I know I was asking for trouble last night. It was me and 7 dudes I did not know in a flop house. They were shooting up and I was doing crack. It was a damp and dark flop house. Spiders and rats and all sorts of creepy crawlers were around us. It was like some place out of a horror movie. I got high and some guy put his dick in my mouth. I think I muttered no, but was too high to fight him off and too high to care about anything but the high. After he came in my mouth, his buddies took turns on me. It was surreal. I was fucked up. Unable to consent because of my altered state. They did not care. I did not care either. I did not feel much but the high. When the high was gone, however, I felt the brutality of the gangbang rape porn. My ass was swollen and hanging inside out. I had marks around my neck. Bruises all over my body and hand prints on my ass too. I looked like I had been in a car accident. Swollen, bruised and a bit bloody. Just the hazard of being a druggy whore.

Sadistic Hazing Of High School Whores

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I remember my high school days. It was my beginnings as a sadistic bitch.This new girl at the school wanted to join the cheerleading squad, and as the Captain, I got an evil grin when I saw how stuck-up she was.
Of course I sent her a formal invitation, but I warned her that she was going to have to go through initiation.That stupid cunt laughed, and agreed with no issue, and we all agreed to meet in the woods behind the football field that night. I had been scheming on how to abuse her body since the first snarky remark she made to me. That whore was just jealous I had curves and big tits. Fucking cunt.
When she showed up to the meeting place, it was just me and the other cheerleaders dressed in pretty white, flowing dresses. We kept our sadistic intentions hidden behind sweet smiles. We came, and we brushed her hair and welcomed her gently. And then all over hands tightened up as we held her down on the ground. My hands flew to her throat as we dragged her up by that golden spun hair.

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Out of the trees can the entire wrestling team, hot and sweaty from having just run three miles. Her hazing? For being such a snotty bit she was going to get her teen pussy stuffed, and she was going to personally clean every single ball sack and cock there with her filthy fucking tongue.
She learned real quick I was not the bitch to fuck with, as we started making her open her mouth so these boys could teabag her, and she started choking on their cocks. All twenty three guys got a blowjob from that bitch that night, and I told her if she promised to watch her fucking tongue, I wouldn’t make her wash their assholes next.
As a secondary punishment, I held her down that night as each and every wrestler carved their name into her sweet pale flesh with my very own scalpel. I wanted to make sure she’d never forget this lesson, or the wild caress of Indigo Skies.

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Marley pieces

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Mutilation phone sex makes me go to pieces! Today they found what was left of my body. I was found in a drainage ditch a short drive from my home. They found my head which had been severed by a piano wire, most of my torso which had bite marks in it, and one of my hands. From what they could see I had been beaten before being dumped on the side of the road. What they don’t know is how it happened. You see I met a guy online who promised to fulfill every fantasy that I had ever had. We had talked about my depression and how I ultimately kill myself but that I would like to enjoy it. He agreed and so we met at a cabin in the woods. He took this last picture of me and then we began. He tied my arms up above my head, tied my legs up behind me and put a gag in my mouth. He then lowered the ropes enough that he could fuck me from behind. But before that happened he used my body like a punching bag. There was’t even a spot that didn’t have bruises on it. While I was crying and going in and out of consciousness he took a couple of big bites out of my torso, he looked up at me grinning with my blood and flesh running down his chin. He then removed my gag and got behind me. My pussy was wet already so he slid his cock into me and started fucking me by holding onto my hips so I didn’t swing away from him. After a few strokes he pulled a piece of piano wire from his pocket and wrapped it around my throat. He used that to hold my body in place while he both strangled and fucked me. I could feel the wire cutting into me but I tried to concentrate on the fucking I was getting. I started choking and he leaned down and said this is it I can’t wait to hear you take your last breath. All I could see was stars and then it all went black. He finished the job by completely removing my head from my body, then using the same wire to slice through my hands and feet. He then gave my cold lips a deep kiss and dumped my body into the ditch. It was exactly how I wanted to go but wish that the animals had done a better job of taking off with the rest of my body.  

I Put His Balls In His Mouth

accompllice phone sexIt is Halloween week, and I was feeling a little blood and gore, so I headed out to the field party. Found a drunk ass douchebag and told him I would like to fuck. No need to leave as I led him to the abandoned barn. Now he was a douche, but he looked surprisingly good and the outline of his cock was big enough that I wasn’t going to let it go to waste before removing it. I pulled up my skirt, spread my pussy lips and guided his head between my legs. I grinded my hips on his face until he made me orgasm. Then I pushed him on his back and climbed on. My soaking wet pussy grasp his cock as I bobbed up and down. Taking that big thing nice and deep. I could feel his cock start to twitch and I squeezed tighter. He started orgasming and I came right on his cock. But I didn’t stop. I continued riding him until he was hard again. Then I got off and started licking and sucking his balls. As he laid back relaxed, I reached down and slipped on some handcuffs, which he thought was hot. Then I attached a pair to one of his legs and to a post. Then I grabbed the blade I was carrying and sliced that cock completely off. The screams were drowned out by the loud music and I continued cutting away at him. As he lay bleeding, I cut off his balls and pushed them in his mouth. I then covered his nose so he couldn’t breathe. As he stopped breathing, I stood up and laughed at this big bad man lying there with his balls in his mouth and his cock in his hand. Daddy would be so proud.

Knife Play Phone Sex Fun

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex can go all sorts of ways with me. One of my favorite uses of knife play is for hunting young tender age girls. Hunting for young flesh you get to fuck, and I get to slice, and dice is a fun date night. I can line our pockets with money too because I have a couple contacts who help me get rid of evidence. One will buy used up young girls and sell them on the black market to sex traffickers. You can fuck the shit out of her, and I can pass her on to him for a profit. The other one I know, takes body parts for organ donations on the black market. Do you know how much corneas, hearts and kidneys go for these days? I am a conservationist. I believe in using every part of a victim. That means your get to fuck the shit of her, even ruin her little fuck holes. And once you are done with your fun, I will sell what is left of her. If she is still breathing, I can sell her into the sex trade and what you did to her will look like foreplay. If she freshly dead, I can make a 911 text to my organ peddler and he will quickly harvest her young viable organs. Either way we have fun and make money. I am the best accomplice sex partner because I let you have your fun and I ensure there is no evidence left to send you to prison.

Torture Sex Party

torture sexI went to a torture sex party last night. I thought it would be Mickey Mouse shit compared to what I am accustomed to doing. I am a hardcore pain and bondage slut. Seriously, I can endure more than a covert spy in enemy territory. I was so cocky about my ability to handle pain, that I bragged. I even insulted some of the other pain sluts in attendance. That put a target on my back. I do not think that was my intention. I like to fly under the radar. One of the other pain sluts ratted me out which made the men in attendance determined to break my pain threshold. I was first up on the platform. For an hour, nothing hurt that bad. I was smacked and punched. Nipple clamps and some electric shock. I acted like it was the worse pain ever, but honestly, it was a far cry from painful. That was until this one guy stepped up to the stage. He was called The Punisher. I could not see his face. He had on an executioner’s mask. He strapped my arms down. He showed me a pair of pliers. Now, I was scared. My knees were knocking. I pissed myself too. I cried as he pulled my finger nails off. It was like shit straight out of a snuff porn. I was crying. Screaming. My threshold was found and surpassed. He did not stop there either. He branded me with a hot poker. His initials are forever burned into the flesh on my ass. The other pain sluts were not watching in fear. They were watching in joy as the cocky pain slut got knocked down a few pegs. Eventually, I passed out from the pain. I woke up in a pool of my own blood, piss and vomit having learned a valuable lesson. Never be cocky at a torture party.