Category: Bloody phone sex

Evil Bitch On the Prowl

evil phone sexThis evil whore is the prowl tonight! I need some sweet slutkins to destroy. There is an orphanage just down the way and I am seriously thinking of having someone break in there and steal me a brat or two. I know just the men who want to see some sweet fresh flesh destroyed by my deviant self. Would you like to come along with this accomplice whore so that your cock is the last thing they see before I ut them in that Hansel and Gretel oven I have? We could enjoy some whiskey shots as we watch them burn after your cock has had the pleasure of ripping smooth tight little holes apart! Don’t be scared, I won’t harm you unless you want me too! We can broil these sweet fleshed littles and have them as our dinner! I love teh way brat flesh taste!

Pool Party Murder With Layla

evil phone sex I love wild sex parties in Vegas. Got invited to a pool party with some of my friends who were kind of wild and crazy. It started out well. Me and some of my best friends were all looking cute in tiny bikinis. It was around 8 p.m. One of the guys that was at the party decided to take me up to the hotel room so we went upstairs to fuck. We were having fun until I heard a scream from downstairs. In a rush we put on our clothes and headed back downstairs to where the pool was. It was then I saw one of my friends. She looked pale as a ghost. There in the pool somebody was floating face down the water. In the pool the water was turning red with blood. What happened? I screamed. I looked at my friend and I tried to get her to calm down but she was so shaken up she could barely even speak. Who did this to them?

Taboo Phone Sex Weekend

taboo phone sexI had a weekend befitting of a taboo phone sex whore. I partied with bikers all weekend. I never checked in with my husband or my sons. I went to this biker bar to find some coke. This club makes Hells Angels look like pussy cats. I knew I was dancing with devil going down to that scuzzy bar, but I wanted coke. Before anyone would share, I had to entertain them. I knew that meant pain. Lots of pain for me because I could not get high first. I started with a nervous striptease on the bar. I regretted being there the moment I walked in. But once I was there, I had to just survive it. The bikers were throwing jizz on me as I awkwardly danced. It was like they were monkeys in a cage. I wished they were in a cage because then I could get away. I slipped on the bar, fell on to the floor. I banged myself up and they laughed. They also took advantage of the situation. As I was trying to get back up, one of the bikers kicked me in the ribs. I fell back down and that is when I felt a fist in my ass. No lube or warning. Just a big hairy arm up my ass. It was deeper in me than an ass rape porn star could handle. I gritted my teeth because even for a pain slut, I felt this. The bikers took turns on me. Fists and cocks in my holes until they had all cum several times. I was a hot mess. My asshole was gaped open and cum was pouring out on the bar floor. They could have killed me, but they didn’t. They gave me a decent sized bag of coke and let me go home. I got out lucky, I know.

Evil phone sex

Evil phone sex I got the call from my heroin dealer he pimps me out and I get all the heroin I want pumping through my veins. He told me there would be three horny men waiting for me and they had two hours with me but he never told me it was going to be an Evil phone sex session. It only took me twenty minutes to get to the residence. I walk up to the door and it swung open. A man grabbed me by my hair and pulled me in. My body twirled and I landed on my ass. I heard laughter all around me. Suddenly huge hands were around my neck lifting me off the cold floor. I was gasping for air and that is when I saw the video camera. They were doing a live stream and taking requests. My dealer owes me extra heroin for this sadistic session.

Layla Involved In Homicide

accomplice phone sexI haven’t heard from one of my friends in a while. I was hoping that they were okay. That night will be in one I will never forget. What I saw made my blood run cold. Headed over to their house and I knocked on the door. There was no answer so I went through the back. The door was unlocked. I went into the living room. I called their name. No one seemed to be there. I checked every room of the house and then I went into the basement. I turned on the light. Tied up with rope and electrical cord around her neck, she had been strangled to death. I ran out the house in a panic. I went straight back to my house and closed the door. I thought to call the cops, but I was scared of what would happen next. My hands are shaking and I could hardly breathe.

Snuff Sex is the Best Sex

snuff sexSnuff sex is the only kind I have. I am sort of a black widow and female praying mantis combined. I kill most men I fuck. I kill most brats I meet too. Sometimes, like the other day, I kill daddy and brat in the same night. I met this handsome stud online. I like to fuck. I just don’t do romance or relationships. I don’t spoon or cuddle and I don’t want to get to know anyone. Brandon knew my terms. I thought he understood. He told me he was single with no brats. I hate brats. I have no use for a live one, at least not for long. I arrived at his place which I thought was a bachelor pad. I was down to fuck, but he wanted to make love. He had the audacity to tell me he thought I would make a good stepmother. What the literal fuck?? I hopped off his dick, grabbed a knife and sliced his balls off. He never saw it coming. He started crying like a bitch. That was when his demon spawn ran in the room. She was pretty young. You would have liked her. While her pathetic loser of a daddy watched, I killed her. It was the stuff snuff porn dreams are made of. I sexually mutilated her tiny sex organs as she screamed for daddy. Then I gutted her like a pig while daddy watched in horror. Her blood was sweet and sticky. I licked it off my fingers. I looked him in the eyes before I gutted him too. I told him this was all on him. It was his fault his baby girl was dead, and it would be his fault he was dead too. I gutted him and masturbated in his entrails. I will kill you too if you mistake me for a girlfriend.

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.

Bitch had it comin

taboo phone sexBitch had it comin so I don’t even feel bad… she shouldn’t have fucked with me! This fucking whore had the nerve to bump me so hard that she almost knocked me over and she spilled her nasty drink all over me. Did I get an apology? No! The dumb bitch had the nerve to fucking laugh at me! Well I don’t stand for that ever, but I wasn’t about to kill her in the club and go to jail either so I just left and went out to my car and waited for her to come out. I followed the dumb cunt home and waited some more until she was fast asleep in her bed. Then I broke in and woke her up with a baseball bat to the face. She was screaming and hollering so I hit her again to shut her up then I tied her to the fucking bed. I waited till she woke up cus I wanted her to know it was me, she was shocked and tried to say she was sorry but it was way too late. I left her there tied to her bed and set the fucking house on fire. She burned to death, that’s what you get when you cross me!

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.