You’ve been talking about this one fetish you have ever since we started fucking – snuff sex. You have always liked putting your hands around my throat while we fuck. You like squeezing until I give you the safe word. But you tell me how much you’d like to ditch the safe word and go all the way with me. You want to keep squeezing my throat and squeeze the life out of me. As much as I am a little embarrassed to admit it, the thought of you doing that really does make my pussy wet. I’ve even started having my own fantasies about it.
Let’s just say that one night you come home and you find me sitting on the bed in really sexy lingerie. You ask me what the special occasion is and I tell you that I’m finally going to let you have the one thing you want most – my life. I take your clothes off and then lie down on my back, still in my lingerie I spread my legs and tell you to put your cock in me and then ask you to put your hands around my neck. I want to look into your eyes as I slowly slip away…
Category: Bloody phone sex
Snuff Sex Is My Addiction
Layla Chased By A Killer
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
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!
Sadistic Phone Sex Daydreaming In Cemetery
When the sun is out and the day is just fucking peachy great, I love to sit in the cemetery and daydream. My boyfriend works at the crematorium connected to this wonderful old graveyard and it’s far better than any park. I love my solitude. The rare occasion I get bothered by an idiot and have to do my bit. I will lure him in and seduce him. I love to get his cock hard and excited. These idiots really think I’m going to give them my pussy, good lawd they are naive. I love when they are all anticipating fucking me in the graveyard in the middle of the day, or night. It’s lovely, really. I grab their cock and whisper in their ear that they should really learn a lesson about being annoying when someone is just trying to get some peace. As I lick and nibble his ear and whisper this I stroke his cock out and slice the bitch right off. His screams are met with delight as my boyfriend knows he gets to fire up the furnace again and how we love to fuck while some loser is being torched to ash in seconds. The screams are always covered by some good old Darkthrone blaring on the stereo.
I made him a little bitch
This bitch owed me money… a lot of fucking money and she was not paying me fast enough so I had to do something drastic to get her attention. She has this son that she is so proud of, he’s so smart, he’s so athletic, he’s so perfect blah blah blah. I kidnapped that boy and broke him so completely that he will never be the same. I stripped him naked and hung him by his wrists in my basement and invited a few rough guys to come and break him in. They fucked his lil ass and his pretty lil mouth and reduced him to a blubbering mess. We dressed him up like a whore and made him sell his ass on the street to anyone that would pay and we kept him for days and turned her perfect little son into a dick sucking faggot with a taste for partying. I sent him home with an addiction to drugs and dick and told her that she was lucky I let him live… next time I he won’t be so lucky so she better pay me soon.
Laylas Being Followed
So I had just came back from my boyfriend’s house. We were just watching TV, cuddling on the couch and we kind of got a little frisky the living room. Normally he walks me home at night but I decided to walk home by myself. It was starting to rain a little bit outside. I put my hood over my head and I started to walk down the street alone the rain. I was really getting cold and uncomfortable. I was just about to cross the street. Then I was standing by a stop sign and I saw a car start to pull up. The windows were tinted. I just got a really bad feeling when I saw that car. I decided to keep walking because I just felt really uncomfortable but I noticed the car was starting to slow down and follow me down the street. I try to walk faster, but the faster I went the more the car got closer to me I was about to get snatched up!
Castration Phone Sex Valentine
He wanted me to be his Valentine, so he got castration phone sex. He knew better. Do I look like the kind of woman who would want to be anyone’s Valentine? Maybe the devil if he sacrificed a soul for me. Todd knew better. We are just partners in crime. Now he is without balls. Todd is not most men I castrate. He has a nice cock and big balls. He is the kind of man most women would want to love them. The problem is that I am not most women. I told him I am not girlfriend material. I am like a Praying Mantis or a black widow. I will bite your head off after fucking or kill you. Todd got all sappy and ruined everything we had together. We have killed two brats together. Two little tiny cunts that he ravaged first. Now, he will never fuck anyone dead or alive again. He will never be a daddy. He will never get an erection again either. He hugged me, whispered he loved me and gave me a bouquet of flowers. I wanted to vomit. When he went to pee, I grabbed the kitchen knife. I snuck up behind him as he was holding his dick. He thought I was going to spoon him while he pissed. Seriously, what the fuck delusion was that. I pressed my body against his back, reached down to grab his cock and with my other hand I sliced his balls off while he pissed. He never saw it coming. He pissed and bled on my floor. He convulsed too. I could have let him bleed out. I could have taken his cock too. He should feel lucky that I cauterized the wound. I saved his life. And he is lucky to be alive because I have killed guys for lesser offenses. When will guys understand? You are my victim or my accomplice phone sex partner, but you are never my boyfriend.
Layla Has A Stalker
Something happened to me the other night I was walking home from the club and I was going past a cemetery. I hate walking on that side of town because I just got this weird feeling shivering down my spine every time that I go to that side of town. the wind was howling and the leaves were rustling on the ground I was walking in the dark. in the shadows all of a sudden I saw a figure with a hood on their head I tried to walk past them but they stayed very still and I feel both their eyes on me. I started to walk faster but they start to pick up their pace. I kept my head down and tried to pretend that didn’t I didn’t notice them but every time I looked over my shoulder I saw that they were following me. I was walking very quickly in the dark when all of a sudden I got hit in the back of the head with a blunt object. next thing I knew I woke up and I was in a dark room I don’t know who kidnapped me or where I was but when I woke up I was completely tied up. I knew I had made a horrible mistake walking alone at night and I had been abducted. I was so scared I started trembling. if you want to hear what happens next give me a call
Bitch had to go
This guy I know had a wife that was the biggest bitch in the fucking universe. The kind of bitch that was always busting his balls and trying to control him and because she had a huge inheritance he was reluctant to just divorce her. That’s where I came in, I broke into their house on a night when he was out of town working and snuffed that bitch. I was very cruel and sadistic about it too, I tied her to her bed while she was sleeping and forced fucked her cunt with a giant dildo. She was screaming so I stuffed a pair of panties down her throat to shut her up and ooopsie she kinda choked on them. She was barely alive when I set the fire so I like to think that she suffered while she burned alive tied to her bed. Her husband will never be charged for it because his alibi is airtight so all in all I would say I was very successful in ridding the world of another bitch!
Bloody phone sex
I’m the victim, the one that will get the worse of our Bloody phone sex. The point of it all is to inflict the most extreme pain possible, isn’t it? Well, that’s what I’m here for, to take care of my place in life like a good whore should. This man gets off on the warm blood he can squeeze out of me. He doesn’t care if he gets it from my ass or my pussy or from beating me around. He wants me to be a bloody mess that he will soon turn into a cummy mess too. He has lots of tools, devices, and knives. He makes me pick my punishment, the most degrading and humiliating thing of all. Being forced to choose the thing that will hurt me most, produce the most blood and the loudest screams from me. I know that’s exactly what he wants, to get off on my warm dripping blood and cum to these blood-curling screams. What can I say? I have no choice.