Category: Bloody phone sex

Babysitting Torture

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“Stab her, make her fucking bleed.” He was right there urging me and I wanted it. I felt I was about to climax myself with all this control. Now I understood how all these guys felt when they were taking advantage of me. I loved having the tables turned because I’d been in her position before…but she got here much differently. I can always get plenty of girls from babysitting and all my boyfriends love to play with them. Now, they don’t really like it but they never tell because the punishment I threaten them with is normally enough. But sometimes some don’t make it and I end up being this pathetic poor girl who was broken in on while babysitting and all these horrible things happened and I’ll have fucking bruises on my face like I was abused too but I was right there with my boyfriend forcing this bitch and hurting her good. I like em young as in fucking diapers and those little teens are easy to fucking force too. As long as they get degraded and used like little whores I cum and so does my boyfriend. Now all I need is another bitch to fuck up with my knife and a huge cock that is going to rip her holes to shreds.

Master’s disposable toy

Murder phone sex fantasiesAs I prepared our most recent victims remains for dinner, dancing around the kitchen naked and bloody from head to toe, mistress perches on a counter, lazily watching me with those terrible, dangerous eyes. She informs me we have a guest for dinner, and dessert. Her own master has arrived. I pause, what horrible creature could be so powerful, so much more murderous as to be HER master? Then the thought occurred to me, I hadn’t made anything for dessert. She tells me it’s already been handled, and not to worry. That his coming was a very special occasion. I go back to rubbing salt and thyme into the chunks of pink flesh I had rinsed the blood from earlier. But my heart still beat.

Suddenly I’m waking up. I don’t remember falling asleep. My body is moving, back and fourth on a table of some sort. There’s something in my throat. I can’t breathe. But why doesn’t it hurt? I can’t see very well. My eyes aren’t all the way open.

Oh, God help me! He’s on me. It’s gotta be him. He looks like they say demons do. Beautiful, big, dangerous. He’s thrusting in…in…oh fuck! his dick is in my throat. But not from my mouth, from my chest! I’m cut open, and he is fucking my throat from the bottom up. Mistress is holding my esophagus, helping to jerk his dick off in the back of my mouth. WHY DOESSN’T IT HURT?! My heart is poun… wait, no it’s not pounding…. then it occurs to me. It doesn’t hurt, because I’m dead. I was fucking dessert. They are using my mangled, empty corpse to fuck. I’m covered in pussy juice, cum, blood, and pieces of myself.

But it doesn’t matter…. not anymore…

The next victim

cannibalism phone sex I’m hunting, and she’s waiting. I see the bitch I was looking for, she’s walking out of the building. She’s by her car, digging for something in her purse. Then I’m there. Tattered clothes, begging for help. She’s concerned.Here, “I can call you an ambulance, or something” she stammers, and turns to grab her purse again. I hit her with chloroform, wrapping all my extremities around her, holding the rag to her face. Her world goes black.

She starts to come to in our chamber, I’m preparing her.

Thinking she might have a chance she struggled, trying to get free. As she was struggling, trying to loosen the bindings cutting into her skin she heard the clicking.

I have her attached to an engine hoist for her arms, and her ankles directly to metal loops in the cement.

Mistress has arrived. She carries a platter, piled with sharp utensils, spreaders, saws.

First she slit her throat, allowing her to bleed out, and started taking her apart from the middle out. Slowly, delicately, almost lovingly she removed each precise piece.

One breast at a time, each ass cheek, long strips of her flanks. And so on, until the platter was piled high with bloody meat chunks and bits. Her sexy body nude, covered in blood, meticulous. I began rubbing my pussy, watching her gut this fucking bitch. She turns to beckon me, and smiles at my finger fucking.

She lays me down in the hot, liquid, bloody pile and fucks my cunt with her bloody fist.

That’s one way to work up an appetite before dinner…

Snuff Porn and Blasphemy Sex on Sunday

snuff pornSnuff porn Sunday has a nice ring to it doesn’t it? I drove by a church this morning and was filled with evil thoughts. Does that ever happen to you? First, I think of all the pious cunts inside those so called sacred walls. The bitches and snobs who look down on girls like me. The hypocritical bitches who praise god, then turn around and judge others for not conforming to mainstream America. Second, I think of all the little ones in their Sunday best being spoon fed a bunch of lies by a bunch of hypocrites about some dead guy who could give a rat’s ass about them if he ever even existed in the first place. I’m a blasphemous bitch.  There is no god. The only church I would ever worship at would be the church of Satan because that mother fucker knows how to have a good time and he wouldn’t judge me for wanting to force fuck and slaughter all the dumb asses sitting in church. Fuck, he would encourage it. In my Goth clothes with my big ass knife, I storm in slicing throats and slashing bodies. I piss on the altar, wipe my ass with torn pages from the Bible and fuck my cunt with a cross as the surviving members look on in horror. I have blasphemy sex with the priest in front of the congregation as I hail Satan as my leader and only savior. I tell the little lambs God is dead. He doesn’t give a fuck about them, so why not have fun? All religion does is kill one’s spirit. I give the little ones knives so they can kill their parents. I cum so hard watching those little angels in their Sunday best slashing the throats of their elders and saying Hail Satan. Being a blasphemous bitch is more fun than being a stuck up religious cunt any day. Want to join me in some hot blasphemy phone sex?

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Kidnapping phone sex

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You always hear your parents tell you not to open the door to strangers. Growing up I remeber well how they would always say not to do it. I met a man awhile ago, and he has told me about a little girl that he watches and has been wanting for a long time now. He told me, that the only way he will spare my life, is to help him get that tiny girl that he has always wanted. She lives near by and there are times her parents neglect her. She tends to reach open to the door when the mail man comes and always greets him with a cute little smile. So, I decide to be the new mail man. I knock on the door, and there she is standing there. I ask her where her parents are.

She cant really form too big of sentences just yet. I reach down to her and pick her up and close the door as we walk back to the car. She starts to beg, I guess even at that stage in a girls life she knows what to expect. We get in the car and she starts kicking and screaming. I hold her little mouth closed, as the man threatening my life drives far away. He finally decides to stop at a hostel. He procedes to unpack a lot of different things. There was a tarp, tools, and other items that I believe he will use on her. I stay with the room with the girl as tears stream down her face. He then comes in, shuts the curtains and lays out the tarp.

He gets the duck tape and first wraps up the little girls wrist and ankles. He looks at me and tells me thank you, but he is not going to spare me my life. I put up a fight trying to get to the door to get away and he is not having it. He is scrating me and biting me. He even manages to get a couple hits across my face, making blood run down my face. He grabs the girl and spreads her legs open. He rips every article of clothing off of her. Her little tit mounds are perky and covered in goose bumbs. He gets them covered in his saliva and takes a big bite out of them. He shows me her tight little untouched pink pussy hole. “Can you imagine all the stuff I can do to her? It is going to feel so good.You are a dead girl, belle. Sorry it has come to this.”

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I was on a beach, enjoying the sun when it got too close. I started burning, really feeling the burning feeling on my skin. Then it got worse and my eye opened. I must have fallen asleep while he was taking a break from brutally fucking my tight teen pussy and forcing his hard cock in and out of my asshole. I have been here for days, no weeks, no minutes. Non-stop torture against my body. The cutting, biting, fucking and the beatings. I can see my blood dripping down the walls. I can hear it dripping off this table. The burning was so intense it woke me up from death. He had a red hot poker in a his hand. I could see the orange glow of the tip of the poker. He came at me again. Stabbing the red hot poker into my thigh meat. Burning me, making me scream, making his cock hard all over again.

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is my specialty. Been a taboo whore all my life. When you are the daughter of your grandfather, taboo is your life. Incest and drugs have always been a part of my life; likely always will. In a rare moment last night, I was sober. I was sound asleep when I heard the dogs go crazy. They only ever bark at strangers. Before I could reach for the gun under the bed, there was a hand on my throat. I looked up and saw three masked men. I prayed my sons would not wake up or my little niece who was in the house too. I thought if I didn’t fight, if I let them force fuck me they would leave happy. They didn’t want a used up whore like me. The forced me to the boys room. They woke my sleeping angels at knife point. The intruders didn’t want me, but they wanted to watch my young boys fuck me. If they only knew they did, just not like this. Not under force. My boys dicks weren’t getting hard. They were scared. I tried to blow them, but still flaccid. This pissed off the intruders so much they started ass fucking my boys. Their screams woke up my niece. Once the men realized a young tender thing was in the house, all attention went on them. I pleaded with them not to hurt her. They tied me up and turned their focus on her. Their cocks seemed huge in comparison to her tiny frame. I yelled I was sorry. She pleaded for me to help her as they ravaged her tiny holes with their big dicks. They left her fuck holes bloody and gaping. I thought they would leave afterwards, but no. They used my sons’ butts again like they were ass rape porn stars. Fucked their asses until they were prolapsed. I was helpless. Nothing I could do tied up. They took turns on my niece and my boys for hours, then just left. Left me tied up and the little ones bloody and filled with cum.

Blood. Piss. Puke. Cunt.

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“You like piss in your mouth bitch?” He yanked my hair and punched me in my mouth and then I could taste blood and piss. I was drowning in my patheticness…I truly felt worthless. But one grab to my pussy and he could feel my wetness. Guys think girls like me don’t exist but I’m trained to be the stupid fucking piece of shit I always have been. Who the fuck lets guys degrade her and beat and fucking treat like a nasty fucking toilet and humiliate… that would be me. He knew this too because he uses me often and after feeling my wet fucking cunt he tested my bloody mouth on his cock. Completely balls fucking deep in my cunt throat. I couldn’t take it and I started to puke choking on my vomit, his dick and the blood in my mouth. He let me barf it up then slammed my face in it making me fucking eat that shit like the nasty fucking whore I am. I mumbled yes sir and whimpered as my wet tight pussy glistened with anticipation of his violation. It wasn’t long before he was going in hard – choking me from behind making it where I could barely breathe. I started to see black as he slammed his dick in harder and I knew I was losing consciousness and soon would be completely at his will but what else am I good for anyway…

You Made Me Sizzle

 

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I can’t believe I made it out alive after what happened to me most recently. I don’t think I’ll answer another ad on craigslist again no matter how much I wanted my rape fantasy to be fulfilled by the perfect stranger. All I had to do was leave my front door unlocked and he handled the rest like an expert. I remember thinking, as he forced his cock into me roughly that he had already done this before to another victim. After he was through using his fuckstick on me, he noticed my curling iron sitting close by on my dresser and a sadistic smile spread across his lips. He decided to take things to another level of pain and torment. He turned on my curling wand and proceeded to forcefully stab me in the pussy with it while it got hotter and hotter. I felt it burning my flesh and I could hear my own pussy juices sizzling against the wand shaft. He chuckled with excitement as my pussy lips began to shrivel and fry against the heated metal. His cock stayed hard the entire time while he heard my intoxicating mixture of screams and moans. I was helplessly his perfect victim.

Knife Play Phone Sex Gets HOT!

knife play phone sexMaster visited me again the other day. He tied me up hanging from the ceiling, and he rammed his cock inside of me. He told me that he loves how I behave for him, and proceeded to fuck the ever-living shit out of me. He plowed my pussy hard, and while he did, he took his knife and drew slashes across various parts of my skin, even cutting off one of my nipples. I could feel him getting more and more turned on with every slash. He was working me over hard and fast this time, and I was enjoying it. I felt him getting close just as he pulled a saw out of a drawer next to us. He sawed into my thigh a couple of times, and my screams pushed him over the edge. He came hard, slamming deep up into me, grabbing me with all his strength, and gushing his baby-making juice deep inside me as he clung to me. I’d have held him back, but it was so lovely just being there, in that moment.