Category: Bloody phone sex

Tuam Memento Mori

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Is it just me. or does anyone else think of Demons when you see, or hear Latin? Not a bad thing to think of after all, they are pretty cool when you think about it.  Now onto the topic of this blog, Tuam Memento Mori -Remember Your Death is what it translates to.  I like to think that when someone who I have helped pass over that they remember what happened, and that the fear, pain, and sadness lasts for their eternity.  Although I do not particularly believe in the after life, but hey, you never know.  

All those tender pussies, ripped apart between the legs of some little slut that was asking for it, and remembering me.  Those uppity bitches who needed to die because they cheated on their husbands, those fuckers who hurt someone and that person wanted pay back.  Anybody who I have had a hand in ending just floating around with the damage and pain still fresh.  I hope it makes their afterlife excruciating.  I hope that some how they are able to hold onto a little piece of me, like a loved one who wears a locket of a family member long gone.

However, the way I remember their deaths is with a sick satisfaction, a happiness if you will.  I relive every second of every screamed filled session, basking in the knowledge that I caused that pain and I have to admit, that does make my pussy rather wet.  Sometimes I go out and pick up someone to have a quick fuck.  I tend to freak guys out though because I will have them beg, or  plead, or scream for me, some of them will do it, other’s won’t and get scared.  I just think it makes it better when I’m riding them hard (I am always on top) and see them either get into it, or watch as they try to stop and I won’t let them and fuck them anyway.

Torture Sex for Being a Bad Drug Mule

torture sexTorture sex is what she said I needed. I was supposed to sell some coke for her. I was a mule, smuggling a bunch of powder in baby bottles on a recent trip. I kept a bottle for myself and she noticed when the money was off. She didn’t believe me when I told her I must have miscounted, and the buyer shorted me. She knows I am a dirty coke whore. I decided it was better to come clean then to keep on lying. She is an evil mistress. She slapped my face a few dozen times, then sucker punched me in the gut. When I fell over, she stripped my clothes off and shoved the biggest butt plug I have ever seen up my ass. This plug looked like it was better suited for an elephant not a coked up whore like me. She called in some assistants and they helped her assault all my fuck holes. Holly fuck it felt like I was being torn apart which is hard to do when you are an old whore like me. I didn’t think they could gape my fuck holes any more than they already were, but I was wrong. By the time they were done, I was walking like I did a barnyard show.   I learned a valuable lesson though. Never steal from a Mexican drug dealer. Later I found out I was lucky it was her, because if I had done that to her brother, my body would have been chopped up and fed to the coyotes.

Rape phone sex fantasies can get real dark

rape phone sex fantasiesI swear every man I meet has rape phone sex fantasies about me. There is just something about me that attracts bad boys. Last night, I attracted sadistic boys. I was clubbing with my friends when this guy bought me a fancy drink. I didn’t want to be rude, so I drank it. I guess it is not wise to take drinks from strangers. He roofied me because I was drinking and dancing with my girlfriends, then I was in some dark and damp basement, surrounded by guys. When I asked where I was and what was going on, the guy that bought me the tainted drink, slapped my face hard. He told me to be quiet and I would live. Something in his voice told me he was not lying.  After that, I couldn’t talk if I wanted too because my mouth was stuffed with cock. They were skull fucking me so hard, I felt my eyes rolling in the back of my head. My pussy was wet. I thought to myself what the fuck is wrong with me? When they started passing me around like a party favor, I was scared and turned on. They used up my cunt and ass. Fucked me every which way they could distort my body. By the time they were done ravaging my body with their cocks, they pissed on me and joked. They said they were simply cleaning up a cum dumpster whore. They left me there on floor, naked, cold and smelling like a toilet. No clothes or cash, I had to hitch a ride home. That is a story for another day.

Ass rape Porn Date With Two Snuff Whores

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Indigo Is the perfect accomplice for your ass rape porn session! Her hot body had you under her spell in seconds. I mean even at my young age I worshipped her hot body and couldn’t deny her any sexual pleasure she wanted. Indigo Is my Mentor of all things Evil if you will… You gulped that GHB leaden Brandy and confessed you P-daddy ways. You Just Adored those little girls bodies Your dick grew in your pants as you whispered how you had your own little slut at home. Indigo was quick to tell you that she was very much interested in being a part of your playtime. 

This Is where it got dark baby. You Led Indigo right to your house. I followed with my back seat full of video equipment and devices of insane torture. You introduced Indigo to this blonde Angel as you dismissed your sitter. You were not even able to stay on your feet. I came behind you with my rope and made sure you were hogtied and cut off all your clothes. Indigo stripped naked and took your princess up to her room, You neglected to tell us four more sweet fuck sluts were waiting, sleeping upstairs. Naughty Man! I Wrestled you to the basement and set up my equipment. “It’s a fucking buffet of tiny sluts Jezabel. I have two of the smallest the rest are drugged, we can take them later, I have clients who will pay big for them,” Indigo got up and let five big black men in. Seems If we Hit the mother load with you Naughty Dady! 

Baby, you were coming around as I got my scalpel and held it to your dick as we undressed and displayed perfect pieces of flesh for you. Your daughter and her two little friends were being forced to take BBC and tore apart in front of your eyes.  Indigo had the film rolling as she shoved a huge dildo on the end of a pole to start fucking your ass. You moaned like a little piggy as your dick was sliced little by little. You were squealing as indigo pumped that ass. All eyes were on you as you became a BBC Ass rape fantasy star. I only asked for your daughters’ body and your dick for my fall soup, and of course, I split that cash with My snuff phone sex hot whore Indigo! You are going to be famous even in death Daddy! snuff phone sex

Bitch Dog

I am going to be in a skimpy outfit on my knees crawling towards you like a bitch dog in heat. Begging for your abuse and good fucking. I bring the whip over to you carrying it in my mouth and kneel right before your feet. You take the whip out of my mouth and I bend down to kiss your feet. You tell me I am a good pet and pull me up by my hair. You take your hand and bitch slap me across the face telling me to arch my back and stick out my fake titties. I quickly respond because your bitchslap and the deviant tone in your voice makes my cunt gush. A dominant man like you is exactly what a whore like me needs.Taboo phone sex

Haunted House

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I met someone on a dating site and decided to meet him on a date at a haunted house tour. The house was really spooky and surprisingly empty. I was shocked that there wasn’t lines out the door. I entered the house cautiously and called out for my date. I felt an unexpected sharp pain in the back of my head and felt so many hands grab at me and drag me into a back room. I couldn’t see who did it but there were multiple sets of hands ripping my clothes off, touching my pussy, grabbing my ass and pulling at my breasts.

I started crying and begging for them to let me go, then one of them grabbed me by my hair and dragged me up to a curtain used to decorate, “We’re going to have some fun with you, baby. Do what we say.” I was shaking and so scared. I didn’t want them to hurt me so I did as I was told and let them see my ass. One by one each costumed man came up and began to use my holes, brutally living out their rape fantasies. They pulled me down to the ground and held my arms behind my back as they brutally fucked my wet pussy and ass. They bloodied me and pulled my hair and hit my face. With each cock, my pussy throbbed and got wetter. I had 5 or 6 guys inside of me, pulling at me, gagging me and violently fucking my quivering rosebud and raw pussy. I choked on two cocks at the same time, my throat unable to gasp for air. I could feel my face turn black and blue as I reluctantly came over and over again. They took turns spitting on me and calling me their new fucktoy whore. When they were finished with me, my pussy and asshole were oozing blood and cum. They chained my arms to the wall and said, “We’re not done with you yet, bitch.”

Pain Slut

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Do you like pain? Because I do. From an early age my daddy trained me to love pain and now nothing makes me wetter than when I’m bleeding and bruised. I love it when a man dominates me and tortures me.I love being punished and forced to do humiliating things. Force your hard cock into my throat and fuck my face until I puke. Then choke me until my eyes are bulging and I’m gasping for air. I want to be bleeding and in so much pain I’m begging for you to end my misery by the time you’re done with me. Jam your hard cock into my ass and fuck me until my thighs are slick with blood. Put clamps on my nipples and keep tightening them until I’m screaming. I am your pain slut and yours to do with as you please. Whatever your desire is, I will do it, no matter what it costs me.

Snuff Sex Betrayal

snuff sexSnuff sex is what I deserve. It is all I get. No man looks at me and wants to make me his wife or his girlfriend. I scream blonde bimbo to men. I represent the type of woman who has scorned them, rejected them, cheated on them… But unlike other women, I am submissive. I wouldn’t cheat on a man. I would give him everything I have and more. When I met Danny a few weeks ago, I had no idea I would end up bound, gagged and battered on his basement floor. Danny had me all wrong. He thought I was a high class girl, maybe even a spoiled rich bitch. He assumed the reason I didn’t go out with him was because I thought he was beneath me. The reason I rejected his date offer was because I am owned by someone. Some one who would dismember me and keep me locked in a cage under the bed for even kissing another man. When I was hit over the head last night going to my car, I assumed it was my owner and I had made some small infraction he took personally.  When I woke back up, I discovered it was a jilted man seeking revenge. He had me tied to a support beam. I was black and blue from the beating he gave me. I saw the blow torch and pissed myself. I pleaded and begged for my life. I tried explaining  that I was more like a snuff porn start than a gfe type. All he could see was a woman who rejected him. He branded his name into my flesh with his name. He burned my flesh off and when it scabs over, his name will be forever etched on my body. He didn’t kill me, but he sealed my fate. When master sees another man’s name on my body, he will certainly kill me for my betrayal.

Blood Money

 

Bloody phone sex

The call came in that help was needed.  I do have a few friends but not many, so when one of them calls to ask for help I go, no questions asked.  When I arrived he was sitting on the steps smoking a cigarette, his hand was shaking like crazy.  He didn’t look at all well.  I sat down next to him and asked him what was wrong.  He told me that his son had made a mistake, a huge mistake and that he was in the house.  As I got up to go into the house to find out just what the hell was going on he grabbed my hand, looked up at me and said, “I’ll pay you what ever you want, just take care of it.” 

Now I was very curious.  I walked into the house, it was dead quiet.  It seemed that his son had left, then I heard someone moving around upstairs.  As I got to the top of the steps his son appeared.  He was covered in blood, he had it in his hair, his chest, his under ware, legs, he looked like he just stepped out of a horror movie.  He just pointed into the bathroom.  I went in to see what was what.  There she was, crumpled in the tub.  I couldn’t tell where the actual wounds were, I stepped closer to sit on the edge of the tub.

She looked almost angelic with her blue eyes staring straight ahead, brown hair up over the lip of the tub, making a halo.  I traced my fingers over her face, she was still warm, I checked for a pulse but there was none.  I stood up, brought my finger to my mouth and sucked off the blood.  I turned to look at my friend’s son.  I asked him what happened.  He told me that they were having sex and he got carried away, he was choking her and went too far.  Okay, but why was there all that blood if she was choked? Plus it takes a lot of force to actually strangle someone, it isn’t like it is in the movies, it takes a while and a shit load of pressure over a long period of time, so his story was a bunch of shit, but hey, who am I to judge.

He went on to explain that after he realized she was dead he didn’t know what to do so he put her in the tub then decided that the best course of action would be to dismember her, clean up, then dump the parts somewhere before his Dad got home.  What this Einstein didn’t realize that it takes a lot of effort and time to dismember a body.  It isn’t like cutting into a piece of bread, especially if you are only using a knife.  I asked him if anyone knew she was there, he said no because he picked her up because she was hitch hiking and as far as he knew she didn’t even have a cell phone.  I told him to take a shower, put some gloves on, get a trash bag and put her stuff into it and go and put it in my car.  

I had to spend the whole night taking care of that damn mess.  I have no clue of who she was because he was right, no cell phone, I didn’t even find a wallet, just some money in her jeans, a few pieces of clothing in her backpack and some gear for doing Heroine, other than that she was just some chick who decided to fuck the wrong guy.  Something good did come out of the whole thing though, I made a nice little chunk of money.

Snuff Porn Fantasies

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I’m not gonna lie, the thought of being in a snuff movie really scares me but my owner says I must so I guess that is how I am going to die. He has it all planned out, down to the last detail. I have to wear these little pink panties and a short nightie with my hair up in pigtails. He wants me to look really young and innocent even tho I have been used by like so many men before. That’s why he wants to kill me, he says that I’m all used up and no one likes a used up whore like me so he might as well kill me. He’s gonna let all kinds of men use me, he told me that he would let them fuck me to death! There is going to be an endless line of men just waiting to use and abuse me and I just don’t know how I am going to be able to handle it! I have no choice tho, all I am is a dirty little whore and I deserve to die if that will make my owner happy. After all, isn’t that why I exist in the first place?