Category: Bloody phone sex

Kidnapping Phone Sex: The Dark Side

Alright, prepare yourself for a twisted tale that’ll make your toes curl.

I was minding my own business when suddenly, out of nowhere, I was kidnapped. These two perverts had been watching me, planning my abduction. I was thrown into a dark van, my screams silenced by a dirty rag shoved in my mouth.

When they finally let me go, I found myself in a dingy warehouse. It smelled of decay and despair. They call each other Zach and his buddy. Fucker had a strange kick – he got off on dominating and breaking people. I was just another toy to him.

They stripped me naked, chaining me to a cold wall. Zach’s pal started playing with my body, groping and pinching my flesh as if I was some kind of doll. I felt so helpless.

It got worse. Much worse. Zach brought out his toys – whips, chains, and goddamn electrical devices. The pain was excruciating. They enjoyed watching me suffer, laughing hysterically like maniacs.

But that wasn’t the end. Oh no, these freaks had a dark chamber where they took me. A room filled with strange devices and kinky contraptions. I was strapped down and at their mercy.

They took turns using my body for their twisted pleasures. It was a never-ending nightmare.

I’m still here, waiting for my chance to escape. But with these monsters, there’s no telling what tomorrow brings.

Necrophilia phone sex is what my ex used before I helped

I found my ex on Necrophilia phone sex, and he was moaning about needing a limp body milking his cock. “I want to rip her holes open before she stops moving” he was moaning as he speed jacked his dick. A man like him is exactly like my uncle. Therefore, I knew it was time to be an accomplice again. It didn’t take long before I found an uncared-for young slut.

Her parents are druggies and always gone. This little slut was too easy to lure to my place. No one knew she was even gone. As soon as we got to my place, I gave her a special drink. Soon she was loopy, and I was able to undress her. Her small body and bald cunt is what drives men wild. The animal in them comes out and they want to be able to fuck and do whatever they want to her.

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After that I tied her legs apart and her bald cunt was glistening. Something told me she has done this before. So, I started rubbing her bald cunty and she giggled. Before I knew it, my boyfriend walked in as I was playing with her. His mouth dropped to the floor and his cock stiffened, poking through his pants. “What is going on here?” He asked me. “The same thing you spoke on the phone to get” I said with a smile.

“Now you have your very own Rape phone sex fantasies doll, you can use well after life has left her body. With a huge smile on his face he lubed his cock up. “This is the best gift any girlfriend has ever given me,” my boyfriend said as he started to rip her little cunt open. “The more you fight back the better it feels” he moaned out as he fucked her.

It didn’t take long before he started squeezing her neck. I could tell her body was fighting back as hard as she could. That only made his cock get fucked even harder. “I’m about to fill this bitch up” he moaned out as her body stopped moving. Just like my uncle when her body finally went limp that’s when he busted his sperm inside her.

Necrophilia phone sex with Harper for Evil dead girl fucking

Necrophilia phone sexNecrophilia phone sex with your little teen who is evil inside keeps your cock intrigued.  Sometimes I wonder how many of these angelic baby faces I will take out in my lifetime. But you want little tiny treats in pigtails and school girl outfits.

Cute baby girls of the middle class suburban type kidnapped just to be gutted is my modus operandi. I love to watch them scream and beg for mercy, knowing that their cries will fall on deaf ears. The pleasure I get from seeing them suffer is worth it.

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Your dick loves it when I get little girls dressed up just for you in short little skirts, tights and panties. So fucking spoiled rotten are these white class bitches to degrade and destroy. Do not worry, I can make it all look like an accident for our Accomplice phone sex games. Sometimes I can’t contain my evil laugh of death.

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Her game will over no refunds once she meets these deadly hands! But first I have to put her to bed after a good anal cleanse and lotion rub down. When you find our sleeping beauty, I know you won’t be able to help rip off her outfit.  Hearing her scream and beg as your big evil cock ripped her pussy to her ass. Fuck up those fresh untouched holes! So hairless and pink was she between her young legs!

Murder phone sex Fantasies

I couldn’t help but slide my knife in her cunny as I held her down and slowly sliced her body, draining the blood. It was extreme fun to hear her whimpers as my Murder phone sex fantasies prepared her for you. Keeping fucking her as she begins to feel like a dead cold fish! No one gives you murdered little whores to fuck like I do!

Only Evil Phone Sex with an Evil Woman

evil phone sexI am an Evil Woman as the song goes which makes me perfect for evil phone sex. Although some folks may think of me as a sociopath, I disagree. Sure, I will kill and torture men and women who annoy me, even brats too, but I would never hurt an animal. Animals are my best friends.

A guy hired me last week to kill his ex-wife. She’s been blackmailing him for money for years because he likes little girls, and she found his brat porn stash. Since she’s bleeding him dry, he wanted her dead. However, it needed to look like a robbery gone wrong while he attended a conference out of state. He needed an airtight alibi because the ex is always a suspect.

But when I was in the ex’s place to kill her, he wanted me to kill her dog too because the dog never liked him. Animals seem to be good judges of characters. Even though he paid me for killer phone sex, killing the dog did not seem necessary. It seemed personal, which would bring suspicion on him even more. I began to think I was on the wrong side here. He threatened to report me as a person of interest to the police if I did not kill the dog. Fucking idiot.

Men Do Not Threaten Me and Live To Tell About It

He fucked with the wrong girl. I recorded the conversation. I record all my dark net clients for protection. Rarely do I need to use it, but I am always prepared for idiots like this guy. I went to his ex’s bedroom and made her a proposition she could not refuse. When I told her about her ex’s plans, she told me he has hired folks before to kill her, but she outsmarted both country bumkins he hired.

Clearly, he had to die. Although I planned on killing him the moment he threatened me. Too dangerous for me and her dog to keep him breathing much longer. So, I made her my accomplice phone sex partner, so she could kill him. I’d be her alibi. We had to wait a few days before he returned home from his trip. However, I made him think I killed her. We staged the crime scene with fake blood.

I Will Kill You For Looking at Me Wrong

And we greeted him in his house when he returned home last night. Boy, did he look like he saw a ghost. Perhaps, he did. She got to do the honors. And she did not hold back her rage. She must have stabbed him over 100 times. I made her wear gloves so she would not cut herself because the police would question her. But maybe not. Guess what? I carved up his cock, cut it off why he still appeared alive, and fed it to the dog. Then we took his body to my kill shack in the woods and fed the rest of him the wildlife.

Bloody Phone Sex Can Destroy Cunts Like a Rare Steak

One thing I am used to is bloody phone sex and my pussy being pounded like a steak tar – tar.  I mean I am used and sometimes they even fuck this pussy with knives. In fact men and women alike will use  any other device they can slam into my hot pussy.

Bloody phone sex

The other night I was taken and used for a BBC gangbang with some monster black dicks. These men showed no mercy to a hot little white girl slut. My ass and cunt were destroyed. In fact I had to have emergency surgery as my labia was completely destroyed. Both my pussy and asshole were ripped into one big bloody gaped hole.

These guys really took so much out on me as a little entitled white girl whore. There was one guy in the group that was from Columbia and he really took a shining to using his hunting knife on me. I was sliced up and he even cut off my clit as a souvenir for his collection.

 

Sadistic Twisted Bitch

I am one sadistic twisted bitch. I enjoy inflicting pain and seeing blood. Nothing makes my pussy wetter than to cut into fresh skin with a dull knife and watch the blood pour out. I like to tie my partner up and inflict as much pain as possible as slowly as possible.

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I love inserting all kinds of objects into different orifices. whatever hurts the most. I am a true sadist looking for my perfect masochist. I need a pain slut that will let me inflict as much torture and torment as possible. I would also love to find a caller who is as twisted and sadistic as I am and be my accomplice. Now if you are lucky, after tormenting and abusing your body in unspeakable ways  I may get you off. I know I will get off by hearing your screams and cries of pain.

 

Beg for Torture Sex You Will Get More Than You Bargined For

torture sexHe begged for torture sex. And you never need to beg me to hurt a bitch. It is my pleasure to carve a guy or a woman or even a brat up like a Thanksgiving turkey. Todd met me online. I have a handle called Dark Angel on the Dark net. I am a dark angel of death. Pain and torture too. Cock and ball torture excites me. I make a decent living at it too. But some days, I feel generous and do it for free.

Todd experienced an almost free castration. He hired me to torture him. We agreed I could mutilate his body if I left his cock and balls alone. For some reason he seemed proud of his junk. But to me it was nothing impressive at all. And I would have abided by his rules if he had not seemed so proud of a worthless dick.

What is the obsession with your junk? I mean I know men beat off a lot. Even when they have a woman in their lives. But to hold so much value in something worthless just begs for castration phone sex if you ask me. So, after I tied Todd up and cut his flesh up, I decided to cut off his balls. I told him it was a free add on for being such a small dick wonder. If his dick measured 4-inches, I would have been surprised.

If You Want Me to Torture You, Consider Me Ready

I put a ball gag in his mouth, so I did hot need to hear him bitch about his precious dick and balls. I promised him no woman thought his dick was the Holy Grail of cocks. And I took the balls off slowly with a razor blade to prolong his agony. Once I had one nut removed, I used that severed ball as the gag in his mouth. What can I say? I am a sadist.  It brought me pleasure to see him choking on his ball. Since they appeared small like his dick, when I cut the other nut off, I put that in his mouth too.

Although I thought about taking his worthless dick too, leaving it will be a constant reminder that he is no man. He is just lucky I did not make him a snuff porn star. But I took the wind out of his sails. He will never beat off or fuck again. And he will never procreate. And that is a win for everyone.

Fantasy Phone Sex with My Boy Makes Me wish I Was Dead

fantasy phone sexFantasy phone sex leaves me beaten and sore. At least it does with my son. He loves his dumb whore of a mother though. He came to visit me over the weekend, and I am still recuperating. However, he makes it worth my while when he leaves me with a huge bag of coke. Mommy’s medicine helps her endure the pain.

When he arrived, I greeted him in stripper heels and fishnet thigh highs. Nothing else. And I looked like a stick figure with fun bags. That would be because of my cocaine diet. I remembered to take my teeth out. But my prolapse always hangs out now. Since I am my son’s private ass porn star, it just dangles out my ass like a turkey waddle.

My boy let me do a few bumps before he explored his rape phone sex fantasies. He groped my prolapse which he always does. However, this time, he has his hand covered in Icy Hot. Boy did that burn.  But I buried my face in the bowl of coke and suddenly did not feel a thing.

My Son Enjoys Brutalizing Mommy’s Shitter

He skull fucked me next. Spit in my face too. Good thing I took my teeth out or he would have punched them out for me. When I needed more coke, he made me crawl to the bowl like a starving animal. But mostly, he pulled me by my prolapsed ass like I was a Roomba. He managed to pull my asshole out and measured it at 8-inches. It served as a leash of sorts for him. My shit pipe belongs to my son. My entire body belongs to him too.

rape phone sex fantasiesHe fucked my prolapse like it was a cock sleeve. I guess in a way it was just that. He benched pressed me with my asshole dangling down like a pull cord. Suddenly, he tossed me across the room. I heard the chimes loudly as I tried to stand up. His fans love watching him brutalize his mommy whore. I bounced off the floor and the walls, but the chimes intensified.

He punched me in the face a few times avoiding my sniffer. See, I told you my boy loves me. Why else would he protect my nose. I need it to sniff my medicine. When he asked his fans at home on a scale of 1 to 10, how hard he should beat me, I knew I was in trouble. So, I begged for another toot and braced myself for impact. Nonstop tipping dings as he beat my body black and blue. He even took a broom and racked it across my tits leaving a big mark.

Beat Your Mommy Whore Black and Blue

Pretty certain he bruised my esophagus with the rough skull fucking too. He used zipties on my boobs and a glimpse of myself in the mirror showed signs of bruising and welts forming all over my battered body. When he had me pull my cunt lips wide, I knew he planned on fisting me. Ouch. He took turns fisting my whore cunt and my prolapsed ass. Again, the chimes of tips poured in.

I saw him slip on the brass knuckles after he fisted me. And I braced myself for more pain. He punched my prolapsed asshole like he was Mike Tyson. But we did not end our time together with that. He put a plastic bag over my head which restricted my breathing.  While I struggled to breathe, he treated me worse than an ass rape porn star.

He pounded my shitter and my head while wearing brass knuckles. I am just fuck meat. And my boy brutalized my old holes and body for shits and giggles. But he never kills his cash cow. But he does make me wish I was dead sometimes. I am going to need more plastic surgery. He busted one of my tits again.

Torture phone sex with Fiona

                Does torture phone sex get you rock hard the way it soaks my panties? I love the pain and excitement of torture, and I would love to tell you a story of my last experience. It happened to me, not something I did to someone else.

                I was walking down the street, looking for a good fuck. I was wearing a short miniskirt, halter top and boots. I probably looked like a tramp, but I didn’t care. Before I knew what was happening, I walked past an alley way and was grabbed from behind. I started kicking and screaming as I was dragged down, while people were watching and doing nothing to stop it.

                I was thrown down on my back, held down and choked out. The first hooded man lifted my skirt and ripped off my panties. He shoved his fingers inside my wet pussy, one at a time, until all five fingers were inside me up to his knuckles. It hurt so bad, but I wanted more.

                After he was done with his hand, he lifted me up and threw me against the wall by my throat again. He undid his pants and pulled out his dick. It was by far the thickest cock I had ever seen before. He didn’t even wait as he shoved his cock inside me next.

                He thrusted over and over until he pulled out and came all over my face and tits. He wouldn’t let me clean myself off either. He wanted me walking the streets in his dried up cum, claiming me like the whore I am.

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Torture sex for cocky pricks like my uncle is what I give them

When you have been part of Torture sex for so long, your body craves it. Sometimes I want to get it, sometimes I want to give it. Last night I was in the mood to torture a fuck boy. The ones who think they are so cool and can say anything they want and think they have a great fuck tool. When in real life they can’t even last long enough to make a woman feel good.  Lucky for me they go to the bar by my house.  I dress sexy with my tits out. Plus, I had a secret little pill to be able to get them to submit. 

“You look like a hottie who needs a good fucking” he said to me as I turned around. He looked like every prick who thinks he is hot shit. So, I slipped something in his drink. Just I thought he downed his drink and asked to come to my place. When we got there, he started to fade as he grabbed my ass. “Wake up you pathetic bitch” I said as I slapped him to wake up. When his eyes opened, he could see he was naked and tied up to my bed face down.

“Men like you make me sick; you remind me of my uncle” I say as I start to pull some toys out. I even grabbed my wooden bat. “I hate my uncle; he is a sadistic perv. ” I continued on as I lubed up my biggest dildo. “You thought you were going to get to fuck me” I laughed as I showed him by big toy cock. Without wasting a second, I rammed it up his ass. You tried to scream but I had stuffed my panties in your mouth.

Torture sex

I rammed my dildo inside you just like my uncle did when he would fulfill his Rape phone sex fantasies with me. I could see tears flowing down your face just like the flood down your legs. “If I had a real cock, you would be getting filled up” I moan as I start to fuck myself to me torturing your ass. All I could picture is all the sluts that were fucked this hard by force until they went limp. Finally, my cunty squirted. I didn’t even notice you passed out. Just need to figure out what to do with you before you wake up.