Category: Bloody phone sex

Eating Him Alive

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Snuff Sex at the cemetery sounded right up my heartless bitch alley. I know what you want. Your letter told me everything. It was past midnight and I saw you at the grave of your youngest daughter. The rosary dropped from your hand as you saw me. “I did this.” You stammered, we both know what you did. No words escaped my mouth as I sliced into your spine paralyzing you in an instant.  Your dick was already hard from just being near her grave. I tilted your head so you could see me cut the mushroom tip off your dick. I brought it to my mouth and chewed and swallowed. “Is this what you want?’ As I sliced a piece of your ear off and made you watch me DeVore pieces of your body slowly. Your body would be too much for one person so my coven sisters approached and showed those glimmering blades. We all went to town eating you alive, I hope our cannibalism phone sex ways are enough to satisfy your need to be destroyed piece by piece.  

Taboo Phone Sex College Gangbang

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Taboo phone sex sluts like me get into some bad situations. Over the weekend, I was partying with some frat boys. They have great drugs and like to party. Things got nasty quickly. I have partied with these dudes before with no problem, but there was a new guy in the frat. He was the ring leader of this bunch and he said redheads are the devil. That made them all look at me differently. They swarmed me and chanted “die bitch” over and over. I wasn’t sure if they were serious or joking. It felt real. When they started choking me and forcing their dicks in my ass like I was a dirty ass rape porn star, I knew they didn’t care about me at all. I was going to be beaten, choked and fucked to death. The got their kicks fisting my ass. They had on big college rings and laughed at my gaping bloody ass. I cried, which made them laugh even more. Hours went by and they were stilling fucking me and passing me around like candy. I was close to passed but they didn’t care. They still chanted things like “die bitch,” “die whore.” I am scrappy, but this was too much. They were enjoying torturing me, treating me like garbage. I wanted to die, but they wanted to make the pain last and they did.

Motherfucking Dirty Pornstar

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Fuck me like a motherfucking dirty pornstar. I want you to make me feel like I don’t have a worry at all in the world, cuz you’re mine, and I’m your sloppy wet cunt whore for tonight. You can do everything you want to do to me, pull my hair, fuck me up I want you to do it all. Your cock makes me fall deep into a trance. I’m your little fucking skank, and you’re my hung long dick monster. I need you, I want you and, I cannot get enough of the abuse. You are so fucking hot your cock is, so God damn huge oh my God it’s enormous. You’re a motherfucking brute, you make me feel so damn great inside when you pound my ass to pieces. I love when you beat my asshole and fuck my cunt. Please make me pay for being such a lot lizard slut, I need to pay for all the taboo shit I do. Shove your fist in my ass and make me feel it all the way in my throat. I want to feel your fists pounding my pussy and pounding my fucking asshole. You are passionate, and I’m boiling hot. Your beautiful cock is so hard it makes my pussy’s wetter than ever. I love S&M, I love to be treated like a fucking cunt whore, I can’t get enough of it you better believe it. Tonight you’ve got a nasty fucking whore, a cum guzzling skanky bitch. And you’re lucky cuz tonight I’m going all out. Call me slut call me bitch call me whore fuck me good beat me up yes I need it I just want it really bad. I feel good when you talk to me badly when you call me a fucking cum drenched whore. You make me feel wanted when you treat me like shit, I even want you to shit on my face tonight yeah that’s right. I want to drink your piss that means all your urine is mine I want it all. I am going to drink you up and eat your tasty brown shit. Come on let’s go. I want you to shit in my cunt a real big donkey load. Me with your donkey load piece of shit, that’s what I need I’m craving for it. All the girls they can call me names all those bitches can say things like, I should be ashamed but guess what, I’m not. I love being a fucking trashy loose slut bucket tramp. You better get in line if you want your turn to fuck my ass and to fuck my pussy get in line right now baby I’m waiting for you. There’s a lot of guys and cunt. If you want to fuck, I will let everyone get a chance tonight.

What Are Your Violent Phone Sex Fantasies?

violent phone sexI have violent phone sex fantasies. Do you have fantasies about beating a bimbo dead? I hooked up with Trevor after months of cyber sex. We met in a fetish chat room. I had dark fantasies about being beat to death and he always wanted to kill a worthless bimbo like me. On fetish sites you never know if folks are for real or not. I thought we were talking fantasy and maybe if we hooked up in person, we could do a snuff roleplay. I enjoy being smacked around and BDSM games. When I met him, he escorted me to his dungeon. He seemed like a regular man with some kinks. I like kinks. He stripped me naked and tied me up. I was spread eagle with ropes, so my body made an X. He strapped one of those industrial vibrators to my pussy and turned it on. It was moving fast on my clit causing me to cum over and over. Soon it became too intense. I begged him to stop it. He punched me in the gut hard. I thought I might puke. I held back the tears and braced myself for the pain I knew was imminent.  He started using my body as his private punching bag. He went Mike Tyson on my boobs until he burst each saline bag. Then he laughed at my lopsided boobs. He was not one of my fantasy phone sex callers. This man wanted to make his dark fantasies come true with me. He wanted to hurt me dead. He kept mixing pleasure with pain until I was puking and bleeding all over my naked body. I was close to passing out when he revived me with smelling salts. “I want you to feel every inch of me whore,” he seethed in my ear. Every inch was not his cock but his fists. He didn’t kill me only because I am one tough broad, but he left me for dead. I survived out of tenacity and because I want you to be the one to finally snuff sex me to death.

Torture Sex is Sweet When She Is Dying Out

I really hate this humid heat bullshit of late and it really brings out the Bitch in me, like I really need a nudge there, eh?! So finding some skank whore trying to make moves on my dick fix when I walked in the bar… well let’s just say too bad for her, she sealed her own destiny. 
I went right up to her took my straight razor and slit her fucking throat. I grabbed her by her skanked out hair and yanked her down to the floor and drug her to the center of the room. Gurgling and bleeding out I needed to act quick. Announcing who wants to give this throat slit gurgling whore a good throat fuck? Have at her, in fact rape fantasy all of her holes and make a few of your own to fuck. just use the cunt up and we’ll discard the evidence at the bonfire tonight. Enjoy!
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Knife Play Phone Sex is Better than Gun Play

knife play phone sexKnife phone sex fantasies are among my favorite kinds of calls. As a sadistic my knife is my best friend. A knife allows for much more damage than a gun. You shoot a gun; the person is dead or wounded depending on where the wound is on the body. A knife casts a wider net for torture. You can make small stabs all over the body for a slow bleed out. You can slash a major artery and watch your victim bleed out quickly. You can dismember limbs. You can mutilate sex organs. A favorite of mine is castration. You can slice a tongue off. You can cut eyeballs out. You can give a little whore a womb clean out. You can slice off tits of any size. Fuck, you can fuck with a knife. You can stab a pussy or stab an ass.  A knife allows for torture sex. You can’t mutilate a body with a gun.  I can skin a victim with a knife too. Even prepare a meal. I have a huge knife collection. A knife for all types of victims and all kinds of torture. My family members are circus freaks. My father was an expert knife thrower. I guess you could say knife play is in my blood. I am so wet right now discussing how much better the blade is over a bullet. I think it’s hunting time.

Old Crush

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Today on my way home from school my foster mom’s friend Jimmy offered me a ride home from school. He seemed nice enough and honestly I always had a huge crush on him. He told me we had to stop at his place first even though it was out of the way. I was cool with it again I thought he was super-hot. When we got to his place he offered me tea, but then spilt it all over me. He offered to wash it for me, but all of his clothes were way too small for me. So I took off my wet clothes, and wore a towel while he threw my clothes in the washer. When he came back is when he really started flirting. He asked me to remove my towel, and I made him promise not to tell my mom. We started fucking on the couch, but then some kind of animal like instinct took over him. He was slamming his dick into me to the point where it was ripping me and I was bleeding. When I begged him to stop this only fueled him more. He grabbed my hair and forced me to roll over. Then he began pushing his dick into my tight asshole and I screamed kicked and cried. It was no use finally I told him I would be a good girl and do whatever he wanted. He told me to suck his cock. When he let go I made a run for the door, but he grabbed me by the hair and slit my throat. The last thing I felt was his warm cum shooting inside of me.

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 I am sitting on my favorite weapons, bondage equipment and more. My brain is wired differently. I love torture play. Last night I had this guy who kept asking to come over to my house. I let him know I really wasn’t his type. He looked frail and sad. I thought at least this wouldn’t be a challenge. But, he sure as hell couldn’t please me. I am not into fucking I am into roleplays, and sick shit. I let him come back to my house. I told him I wasn’t his type of girl. When we arrived I showed him all my tools, he was caught off guard of course. He let me know that he would be into kinky shit but not all the weapons and bondage. My boyfriend was hiding in the din. W cuffed him and the tagged teamed his ass. He begged and yelled for us to stop. We had so much excitement ripping his holes and sucking his bleeding bolding ass. We left him there for a little while he could barely move. He eventually was released by my boyfriend. Fun time with boys is so much fun.

Heartless Bitches Bent On Destruction

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Ready for destructive tales of snuff phone sex killers?

Remember, I am a heartless bitch that destroys sweet fuckholes. I had a craving for some new tender meats so I called my Sexy Gangbang killer Bitch Dusty to come out and play. We Needed fresh prey and she always knew where the best men and their sweet tiny conquest were going to be fucking. I had my hunting knife in my boot and she had hers stuck down her waistband on her back.  Out off the highway into the woods we found our victims. God these sweet teens are smoking pot and just fucking and fucking all we can smell is pot and cum. Soon we would be smelling cum and blood as well. I grab this little blonde as she sneaks off to pee and put my hands around her throat and she pisses her self. My hunting knife goes deep in her stomach and I cut her clothes off to start fucking her with my knife kissing her sweet mouth the drown out her screams. Dusty comes and brings me two sets of bloody balls and ushers me back to camp where she had a redhead naked and tied to a tree. She shoved both sets of balls up her twat and had me fist her while she slowly let he bleed out from her wrist. And the little bitch came hard right before her last heartbeat. Now to have Dusty help me with the choice cuts and burn this site down. Aren’t you dying to know what evil phone sex tales Dusty and I did when we got back to the dungeon covered in blood and our panties dripping wet?evil phone sex

My New Love Is A Psychopath- Musical Chairs

Killer phone sexThere was something delightfully wicked in the air when I walked through the bar the other night. I took my seat in the far corner as I usually do, looking like a tasty treat for someone to take advantage of. It was only a little while when a man walked up to me, he was good looking with a charm but I could sense he had a much darker side. Especially when he handed me a drink before the drugs in it had even dissolved. I happily drank it and next thing I know I’m waking up in a dark room with 6 other strangers. They varied in age, gender, and looks in front of use were 7 chairs. We heard a voice it was his voice. He instructed us that when the music stops we should each be in a chair, but only one of the chairs were safe. 6 would die and one would live. Panic ensued with the other as the frequently examined each chair while the music played. I merely swayed to the music and walked to the chair in front of me. The music stopped and everyone scrambled to a chair. The lights went off, I’m not sure how long it took but I heard shuffling, slicing, screaming. I felt warm splats of blood land on my body, then the lights came on the man was standing before me covered in red, bodies is all that became of my temporary companions. He asked why I so calmly choose a chair, why I did not panic like the others. I fell to my knees and started to undo his pants. I explained that I felt death was my soulmate and he was always welcomed around me. I took his cock into my mouth and sucked him off with a passion I’ve never had before. He stopped me before he came so he could have me jack him off all over the corpses he had made.