Category: Bloody phone sex

Off with your cock, Loser.

castration phone sexYou cheating fucking Loser. I spit in your face. You’re the type of man who deserves castration phone sex. Do you really think you can get away with treating women this way? Do you think your cock is so special that you can stick it in any fuck hole you please with no repercussions.

I watched you in the club tonight, looking all ghetto in your saggy pants and swagger. You hit on every woman who walked by.  Just the good looking ones though. The less attractive, you poked fun at. I watched girls faces crumple as you verbally destroyed them. I’m a cold hearted bitch but you are an asshole who deserves a whooping. Bet you wouldn’t be so smug with no cock or balls.

Tired of watching you, I approach you. Your eyes light up as you take in my slim body. “Wanna smoke a fat one?” I ask you. You nod and follow me to my car. “Hey, sexy, you wanna suck my cock?” you ask me. I respond with a kick to your nut sac with my steel toed boots. You go down hard.

You’re my prisoner now. You’ve gotten into some bad pussy for sure. MINE. I’m gonna give you what you really deserve. I unzip your pants and lay your cock out on the table. Your eyes bulge as I pull out my blade. Blasphemy explodes from your mouth as you beg to the almighty. Too bad, loser. You met the devil instead and now she owns your soul.

Vengeance is mine, saith Natasha. Welcome to hell. Now you get to burn forever as a dickless loser.

Week VI of Seven Deadly Sins: Lust Final Day

As my guy brings the knife closer to the slovenly woman she starts to try to scream but she has a ball gag in her mouth and very little comes out. She tries to struggle against the restraints but it doesn’t matter he yells to me to come and sit on her.

She is on a bed in 4 point restraints and while I am sitting on her he puts a strap on the bed over her torso and back under the bed. I hear him ratcheting the strap down. He stands up and says I can get up, I stand and shows the knife the slovenly bitch again and she starts to struggle, but now it’s a 5 point restraint and there is no getting out.
He bends over and brings the knife down to her pussy, and even though the knife is insanely sharp and could cut through her clit like butter, he is taking his time. He makes small cut after small cut; finally, the whole thing comes off. The bitch has stopped screaming, I think she is in shock.

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My guy slaps her in the face a few times and she is totally out of it. He lets out a laugh and says to her “Clits are for whores.” Her eyes are filled with tears and her gaze suddenly shifts to look at my guy. She has a look of pure hatred and anger. My guy thinks it’s funny. “What are you going to do you worthless bitch? You’re strapped to that bed, no revenge for you ha ha ha.” The next few days he pretty much leaves her to heal, throwing water down the stairs in bottles and only giving her food if she has earned it with sucking his cock. He went down there about an hour ago.
What the fuck!! How the fuck did you get out??!! Put the fucking knife down bitch. PAULINA!!”

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies

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Taboo phone sex fantasies are what I do best. My callers fall into two categories: mommy lovers and sadistic men who like to do cruel things to mommy whores. I have a very interesting life on and off the phone. Callers ask me all the time if I have a Master. My master is cocaine. I have long had a problem with nose candy. My husband travels a lot, so he doesn’t know the depths of depravity I will sink for a fix. He is not a dominate man, neither are our young sons. His son from a previous marriage is the closest thing I have to a master.  Since I am weak for cocaine, I get myself into pickles all the time. This weekend, I was partying with some frat boys. We were doing lines and fucking. There was some double penetration going on, but nothing wild. Then one of the guys brought in a little girl. No clue who she was or where she came from. She was very young and very scared. She asked me if I knew her mommy. This wasn’t good. I tried to be maternal to the girl when one of the boys punched me in the face. He gave me a knife and told me to “carve the bitch up.” All three boys had pure evil in their eyes. I was informed explicitly that if I didn’t snuff the little whore, I’d be a dead bitch. These weren’t frat boys. They were sick twisted perverts. I looked at the little girl, said I was sorry and closed my eyes. I told myself this was all a bad dream as I plunged the knife in her tiny body. She was screaming and they were laughing. I was crying and shaking. When I heard no more screams, I opened my eyes. The guys were fucking her young dead body. All three of them. It was the most gruesome thing I had ever seen. They seemed like normal 20 something men but they were a pack of wild animals. I did the rest of the blow, got so fucking high, I’m still not sure it really happened, even though the blood stains on my clothes tell me it did.

Snuff sex is what killed her

snuff sexSnuff sex is what killed her but it took days and days of her suffering before she finally expired. By then I was bored with her, she was too weak to be much fun and I was read for her to just fucking die already! I had already done everything I could think of to hurt her, she was missing limbs, her bones were broken she was well fucked and burned… even skinned in places and still that bitch wouldn’t die! Was she some kind of super human victim? An immortal whore? She was boring and annoying me with her very presence so I decided to just beat her to fucking death and end it all! I picked up a heavy pipe and just started smashing her with it over and over and over again until she was reduced to a pile of mush… finally dead so I could move on to the next thrill.

2 girls for Cannibalism phone sex dinner

cannibalism phone sexI just found the perfect cannibalism phone sex specimen for us. I knew when I saw her that she fit all of your requirements for fine dining. With her fresh, wholesome looks, plump thighs, perfect rump roast ass, and thighs that would make Colonel Sanders smile, all I could think was Grade A Prime meat.

She would be easy pickings. Her name is Kali. She lives with her violent, drunk daddy. She is so poor and has basically nothing. It would be easy to make her my new friend and gain her trust. Maybe take her to the spa so that our prep work is so much easier. All nice and smooth and hairless. No one would miss her when she disappeared. Her daddy would just think she ran off with some guy.  No one would know that she went out to dinner and never came back. Poor Kali.

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I have some great new recipe ideas for this Kali. Cajun chef, Justin Wilson, who also had a great sense of humor, intrigues me. He’s dead now but he would’ve loved our style. Listen to this:  “Stir the garlic, horseradish, hot pepper sauce, thyme, salt, pepper, Cajun seasoning, olive oil, and malt vinegar together in a bowl until thoroughly blended. Pierce the beef roast all over with a meat fork. Douse with the mixture. Place the roast in a large, resealable plastic bag.”  Mmmmmm, how perfect does that sound? Maybe even shove a link of andouille sausage in those crevices. We can hear her beg while she marinates. Oh, and it gets better.

After we let her marinate for several hours, while drinking a glass of wine and saying our goodbyes, it’s time for your special magic. We’ll sear her on both sides over high heat. Then reduce the heat and let her slow roast until her internal temperature is 145 degrees. By then, her skin has crisped to a golden brown and the drip pan is overflowing with delicious au juice, enhanced with a shot of your “special sauce.”

Hand me a crispy finger, please.  You know it’s my favorite part.  I was thinking that we could use the leftover organs to make some boudin or how about some Kali étouffée for later. I know you hate to waste a single morsel.

Thank you for your sacrifice, little Kali. You fought like a champ but our hunger was stronger.

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Through the Meat Grinder

Cannibalism Phone Sex

Captured by cannibals, I squealed like a pig from fear. Rattling against the cage they had locked me in, I tried with all my might to loosen the door, but it wouldn’t budge. My wrists were in shackles, chained together. I was in a cold, damp basement. Shivering, I cowered as a tall, scary looking man thundered his way up to my cage. Unlocking the door, he dragged me out by the shackles. I kicked and screamed as he took into a colder room with the terrifying sounds from the largest meat grinder I had ever seen in my life. The gears and blades spun at bone crushing speeds that would tear to shreds in an instant. Horrified, I kicked and tried to fight back, giving it everything I had, but it wasn’t enough. He took the chain connected the shackles and hung it on a hook suspended from the ceiling. It was only just low enough that I could barely stand on my tippy toes. Walking over to the controls, he moved some levers, causing the hook to be lifted into the air, taking me right off my feet. The hook repositioned directly over the spinning blades as I frantically tried to swing away from my impending death. Slowly, I was lowered down into the machine, feet first. The pain of my feet being crushed off was overwhelming. Although the grinder could have made mincemeat of me in seconds, he lowered me in slowly, getting off from watching me scream in pain as I felt bits of my bone and flesh being torn off from my body. I lost consciousness right before I died of blood loss and shock. Damn, he better have made one fucking good burger out of me.

Snuff sex

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I was hanging from the ceiling with a noose around my neck. I was completely naked and I had an upside down bucket to stand on. I was really trying hard to keep my balance. Any wrong slip and I could totally hang myself. It was getting rather exhausting trying to hold myself up. The guy that has made me his prey, his victim was standing there always in amusement.

I thought about just hanging myself to escape his rath. He got a big chair and sat down on it. He asked if I wanted a chance to give my legs a break, however that would mean that I would have to tire another part of my body out. He told me to straddle his lap and to bounce up and down his cock. His cock is massive.

It hurt so badly bouncing up and down it while the noose now became a leash and collar. He was tearing my pussy open, holding my cunt down on his cock not letting me bounce up and down. He even started teasing me. He pushed the chair away so that I would have to stay stuck to his cock, if not the noose would tighten and I would die.

He lowered himself on the floor slowly, making the noose tighter with my pussy around his cock. He was about to come and finally lowered me all the way down to my death as he squirted his cum inside of me.

Meeting The Neighborhood Cannibal

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Everyone in the neighborhood says you like to eat people but I didn’t believe them. You’ve only ever been very nice and friendly toward me so I just tossed it up to being a local urban legend. Obviously those were just made up stories to keep young ones out of your unfamiliar reach or lies made up by the older boys to get the little ones all worked up- no way it could be true!

I was walking past your house and you were outside doing some yard work. Me being overly friendly by nature and genuinely curious, I saw a chance to get to know you and to finally settle all those rumors as being untrue. Your body language read as excited- having this cute young piece of sweet meat wander up into your space. You invite me inside with promises of lemonade and cookies. We sit down and you begin telling me more about yourself. I started feeling a tired and lightheaded, probably from the heat. You offer your sofa to me for a rest and I fell asleep quickly without a single problem.

I eventually did wake up but I was paralyzed and gagged- tied down to the kitchen table which was dressed with one single place setting. You walk in and run down the way this evening is going to play out. You are going to eat me. Raw at first, to help you figure out the best way to season my flesh. I have tears rolling down my cheeks and you gently shush me, running a sharp knife along the inside of my thighs. You then tell me that I am going to go back to sleep for a long time now and that you don’t like the way shock and pain tastes. You inject me with some medication and the whole world goes dark.

While I am unconscious you begin cutting sample pieces off of different parts of my soft teeny body. Trying the individual cuts first helps you determine exactly how you want to cook me, if at all. After making a few decisions on which direction to take your meal this evening, you pull out a dusty copy of some  Mastering the Art of French Cooking, Volume 1. Flipping through you find yourself salivating over the recipe for Gigot a la Moutarde- leg of lamb with mustard.

You remove my leg with a large butcher saw while I am still breathing. Then clean and shave my fresh- preparing it for seasoning. You rub 1/2 cup Dijon mustard, soy sauce, rosemary, garlic and your finest cold press olive oil over my limb in a large roasting pan. Cooking one side for 30 minutes and the other for roughly 20 more. Finally pulling the beautiful roast from the oven, it smells delicious! You sit back down at the table, pour yourself a glass of Merlot. Taking tongs and knife to pick out a selection from your masterpiece. Placing it on your plate and taking your time savoring each bite.

 

My young flesh is so tender-  What are you going to make out of the rest of me?

 

Week VI of Seven Deadly Sins: Lust

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We kept the lazy bitch from last week because of her multitude of behavioral problems that her man wanted fixing asap. My guy had been making her earn every single thing she needed. Nothing was being handed to her and she was definitely learning a lesson. She started doing things without being told and that pleased my guy, but we still had the lust part of this wench to deal with.
My guy decided to try the subtle approach. He tied her down the bed in her dungeon in the basement and told her she would be there until she understood the meaning of lusting for your man and not just lusting anyone. Naked on the bed, she would only be let up to shower and use the restroom. The rest of the time, my guy was teasing her pussy getting her to the brink of cumming and stopping. He did this to her for days, each time he went down there you could hear her begging to cum and him laughing about her begging. Her pussy was being put in a constant state of just about to cum and there was nothing she could do to relieve it. Tonight we went down there together and he fucked me right in front of her, his cock slamming in and out of me while she watched. You could see she needed to cum so badly, but that wasn’t to be the case. When my guy was done making me cum and kissing and laughing with me, he suddenly turned very dark and said I could sit and watch this or I could go upstairs. He said it was going to be bloody. I stayed, I’ve seen worse in the last few weeks. He kissed me again and said…now I’m going to show her what all this self-centered sloth and lust will get her.

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He went to the wall of knives he has set up and pulls a longer thin-ish knife from the magnets on the wall. He grabbed a large ball gag and went over to our lusty, lazy guest. He put the ball gag on but kept the knife hidden until she was gagged. He pulled the knife from the back of his pants and showed it to her. “This is going to hurt.” He said, and he reached down and with the super sharp thin knife he cut off both of her nipples, and with no hesitation, he went between her legs and cut off her pussy lips and clit. She was screaming up until that point but passed out from the pain.
“Yeah, you can come and pick her up, she will be an obedient fuck hole for you now buddy. She will need a few weeks of recovery but after that, you can fuck her til doomsday…she’s got no clit.” He hangs up the phone and pours clotting powder on her tits and pussy.

Ass Rape Porn in the Back of a Truck

ass rape pornDo you watch ass rape porn videos?  Sometimes, I willingly make them, other times I am too high to realize what is happening. Then there are times like last Thursday night, where I am forced against my will to star in one. I ran out of gas on my way to score some weekend medicine. It was dark, raining and I was not in a good part of town. My cell phone was dead, so I could not call for assistance. I knew there was a gas station a couple miles down the road, so I walked. I was about halfway there when a car stopped for me. A couple of college aged boys. They looked like fish out of water in that part of town. They were looking to score drugs or pussy was my guess, but I didn’t look a gift horse in the mouth when they told me to hop in. The car was one of those old school Ford trucks with a cab on top. As I was sitting between them, I got a bad vibe. I could see the lights of the Marathon Station when the driver made a hard right onto a side street. Before I could say anything, the other boy put a soaked bandana over my mouth. I woke up bound and gagged on a dirty mattress in the back of the cab. It was stained with blood, urine and who knows what else. The driver was pounding my ass bare back, while his friend filmed it. My body contorted in the most uncomfortable position ever. Every trust deep into my ass shoved my face further into the soiled mattress. The other boy joined his friend in the anal torture sex. Two cocks at once in my ass without any sort of lube tore my ass in two. After they came in me, they contemplated what to do with me. I thought for sure my throat would be slit with the rusty knife I saw laying in the corner of the truck. But they tossed me out the back in the rain, tied up, naked, with cum leaking out of my ass. No one found me until the morning. No one with two legs that is…