Category: Bloody phone sex

Snuff sex you better say yes to it, or else.

Snuff sex            Snuff sex you better say yes to it, or else. One way or another I am going to get you. You can run, but you can’t hide. Not from the brilliant tracker that I am. Snuffing you will be a pleasure to be sure. Now the next question is simply going to be are you going to make me have the fantasy rape on your ass and tear you apart or are you going to have sex with me.

            All in all, I really don’t care how you are killed off, but I will be the one doing the offing. So, I guess what I am saying is that in the long run are you looking to get fucked one last time or are you thinking you just wanted to be killed.

            If that is the case. Then the Killer phone sex is way that I will go. Not just this one time but every time. Each time making it a little bit bloodier. After all there are so many ways to kill off a person. With a knife, a gun, oh an oozy, among so many other things. What way will I find to snuff you?

            Will you have sex before you die?

Accomplice Phone Sex Babes Procure Little Ones for Your Sick Fantasies

accomplice phone sexBehind every sick pervert, is an accomplice phone sex babe like me. I can lure little girls and boys, teenagers too, right to you. Rarely do I encounter a problem with luring the girl or boy of your choice away from the mall, the playground, their front yard…. No stranger danger for mature women like they have for men. Although I am not a mom, I can look less like a bimbo stripper, and more like a suburban mom when I need too.

And because of my gender and my chameleon appearance, men like you need me. Oscar heard about my skills from my former master. Even though I bought my freedom from him almost 2 years ago, we have a working relationship now. When he has a friend who wants a little girl or boy for his rape phone sex fantasies, he calls me. And even though I am free from him, he still scares the fuck out of me. So, I always help him. Plus, his friends and associates pay me well.

Behind Every P Man, is an Accomplice Babe Who Helped Him

Oscar has long fantasized about fucking a little boy butt. At a certain age, they all look the same from behind. So, you can make a boy butt feel like a girl cunnie or ass. Oscar had a type. A cute young blonde boy. White with blue or green eyes. Easy to find. Perhaps, not so easy to lure away. But I did it. I usually get crafty when a substantial amount of money or my life is on the line. Another little one disappeared at the park because some stupid young teen babysitter was not paying close enough attention to her charge.

I handed the little boy to Oscar. And I stayed to help. My accomplice duties include finding the right victim, filming the ass rape porn, clean up and even disposal of the body if needed. The boy cried for his mommy the entire time Oscar pounded his boy butt. Although I felt bad for the boy, not bad enough to screw up my payday. So, I focused on the money and filmed the encounter for Oscar’s spank bank. Most men want an old-fashioned home movie of their perverted encounter so they can remember the encounter.

So, who do you want me to kidnap for you?

Rena Loves Getting Kidnapping Phone Sex Right

kidnapping phone sexWithout warning after our kidnapping phone sex started, You picked me up bridal style and carried me to a private room where we continued our passionate encounter on a table covered in lewd magazines and used condoms.

As I watched in a mix of horror and arousal, another guy joined us, pushing his hard cock deep into the girl’s ass without any lubricant or care for her comfort whatsoever. She moaned softly around my pussy before going completely silent as he began to thrust roughly inside her tiny hole. It was clear she wouldn’t last much longer…and neither would I if this kept up much longer!

Suddenly there was a shift in energy; everyone seemed more focused on their own pleasure than anything else – including me now that mine had been taken away so brutally yet satisfyingly earlier on… And then it happened: one by one they all collapsed around us – passed out from exhaustion or too many drugs maybe? Who knows again? Not important anymore! All that mattered now was finishing what we started…or rather, finishing each other off since none of them could do it anymore anyway!

Without hesitation or remorse, You plunged your cock back into my quivering opening once more while grabbing another girl who had also passed out nearby and forcing yourself inside her tight little asshole next door neighbor style (because why not make use of all available orifices, right?). The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filled the air as You fucked us both senseless – my pussy and her ass taking turns being ravaged by your insatiable cock.

I could feel myself getting closer to climax with each thrust but it was hard to focus on anything other than the sheer depravity of what was happening. There were bodies everywhere – some still moving weakly, others completely limp and unresponsive. It was like a war zone, only instead of bullets and bombs, it was cocks and pussies that had left their mark.

Uncle savage comes back to assault my fuckholes

Rape phone sex fantasies

Well it happened, the one and only fucked up uncle that abused, violated, and took out his pedo rape fantasies on my young little pussy growing up came back into town.  I was his incestual livestock, a young whore. I didn’t ever expect to see this asshole again but my master had different plans. His giraffe cock was the biggest cock I’d ever had, stretched my tight twat to what it is today.

He stilled carries his old brown leather belt, the one he whipped me with, tied around my mouth with a guzzle down my throat, his old tricks, twisted my tight little growing vulva, mommy watched him tie my knees to my shoulders, spread my cheeks, violated, assault my tiny fuckholes, torrential, splashing, and squirting. Bleeding out blotched cum, creamie, leaking from the gashs up my ass.  His dick, a massive rage head, thunder bolting the insides of my little rosy shirley.

Master choking me, spitting down my throat while uncle does his job, “choke on my spit stupid worthless bitch”. I’m in and out, can’t breathe, clamped up,  Dick down my throat, pathetic worthless slut whore, my uncles’s a savage, I craved his humiliation for so long.

Sadistic Phone Sex Might Cost You Your Balls

sadistic phone sexAs a lifelong sadistic, sadistic phone sex calls seem perfect for me. I love to torture, mutilate and snuff folks. Although I am also a paid mercenary, I torture and kill people for shits and giggles sometimes. Last night, this loser was in the wrong place at the wrong time. For whatever reason, I felt the need to mutilate some loser’s junk. Chop his balls off and feed them to my dog.

Normally, I look for a man to castrate. And I have a type. Big ego but sports a little or average dick. Rude to everyone. Feels self-entitled to pussy because he has a dick. But I had no knowledge about this guy. He needed a ride after his car broke down on the side of the road. So, this was an opportunity castration phone sex experience.

However, he did hit on me in the car, so that felt creepy enough for me to justify removing his junk. I took him back to my place, drugged his beer and dragged his lifeless body to my torture dungeon. And I had the castration chair ready to go.

I repurposed an old wooden execution chair. Added a plank that I attached to the middle of the chair. Carved a circle in it, made the plank adjustable for dick size. The way my little castration death chair works is that I strap my victim down. Straps around the head, wrists and ankles. A grip in the mouth so he does not bite his tongue off from the pain. I separate the cock and the balls. The balls go through the hole, and the cock gets strapped to the board. And I put a castration band around the balls. Then wait for them to turn blue.

Not All Men Deserve to Have Balls

I literally give a man blue balls before I castrate him. This hitchhiker I picked up appeared to be all potatoes and no meat. Although I did not know if he checked off all my boxes, I needed to castrate someone regardless. So, he got extreme cock and ball torture sex for being in the right place for me, and the wrong time for him.

With his tiny dick, the way I saw it, I did women a favor. He will never get erect again. He passed out from the pain and shock of losing his balls, but I revived him. Cauterized the wound with a cast iron skillet. Drugged him again and left him back where I found him. He will wake up without balls and wonder what the fuck happened to him. The drug I gave him erases short term memory. So, he will truly wonder where his balls went. They went to my dog as a special treat. And she loved them.

Strangulation phone sex makes my pussy gush!

strangulation phone sex

I have a wild and freaky, strangulation phone sex fantasy that I can’t get out of my twisted mind. Let’s snatch up the little bitch next door and take her on an adventure. I have plenty of rope and even some chain to restrain her with. It won’t take much, just enough to keep her still while I’m beating the shit out of her and strangling her with her cute, little panties. I’ll put them around her neck and use my knife to crank it tightly around her neck like a tourniquet. With each twist of my blade, watch her eyes get all big and start to bulge out of her tiny head. Her face will be turning purple and blue to the point where she won’t even notice you’re giant dick ripping her open when you start to force fuck her. You’ll get all the benefits of a nice, tight hole to drill your dick and release your load into with none of the annoying screaming, crying and pleading that usually comes with taking a victim this young and innocent. I’ll get down on my knees and suck that little bitch’s blood and cunt juice from your dick and balls while you’re ripping into her. Once I get a taste of her blood, I won’t be able to stop. I’m going to help you rip this little slut open and then slice her up into pieces. You say the word and I can have this tiny fuck doll tied up and ready for you within the hour. 

 

Rape phone sex fantasies come with so many ideas

My unc had all kinds of Rape phone sex fantasies. Therefore, he needed help with some of his methods, and I was always for to be his accomplice. He had an idea to use barely visible clothes wire to stop a late-night teeny bike rider. He tied one end to a tree and had me hold the other end. “Pull when I say so” my unc instructed me. I waited and herd him yelling for me to pull. That’s what I did. Lucky for my unc a young little guy was pulled off his bike. From the bush I watch as my unc tied him up and pulled him by me. His mouth was bound, and he could scream.

Rape phone sex fantasies

“Rip his clothes off, hurry!” my unc said sternly. While I tipped his clothes off, I could see he was crying. Once he was naked my unc got behind him with his cock at hand. “Come here and get my cock ready” he grunted. Then I started sucking his cock. “Deeper bitch, before I punish you” my unc said. I hate how my uncle punishes me. So that’s why I started choking on his cock. “That’s it now spit on his ass” you moan. As soon as I spit on his little butthole, you rammed your cock inside him. I could hear his muffled screams, but it didn’t matter. My uncle wasn’t going to stop until he busted a nut.

I could see my uncles bloody cock ramming in and out his ass hard. The panting of my uncle as he fucked him hard always kinda turned me on. Finally, my you wrapped your hands around his neck and started squeezing tight. I have learned that means he’s about to nut. That’s because he loves Sex with dead bodies and that’s the fastest way to snuff anyone. Especially while his cock is deep inside a tight hole. His young body started fighting back for air. But that always makes it better for my unc. You pushed down and squeezed tighter on his neck. Then I heard a snap. You had broken his neck. “Fuck his ass just got tighter” you grunted as you busted a big load in him. Finally ypu were done and you told me to hurry up and get the bike in your trunk. After that we just drove away. 

Genuine Snuff sex slave is buried alive for Satan

Snuff sex My Snuff sex slave life revolves around the insatiable lust for pain and pleasure that only a select few can truly understand. I’ve been buried alive for Satan, and I’ve never felt more alive.

As I lay there, under the dirt, I can feel the cold, damp earth pressing against my naked flesh. The worms and insects crawling all around me. The darkness is my only companion, and the silence is deafening. But don’t be fooled – my heart is racing, and my body is alive with anticipation. This is what I live for.

The memories of my past life as a mere mortal are fading away, replaced by the raw, primal instincts that drive me now. I was once a naive girl, trapped in a world of mediocrity and boredom. But then, I discovered the tantalizing world of evil Snuff porn. 

The thrill of watching others suffer and die for my pleasure awakened something deep within me. I knew I had to be a part of it. And now here I am forever a slave for a Master and together we spill blood or I offer up my own to the Dark Lord. I am willing to go as far as my Master wants, I just hope I get to live long enough to open the gates of Hell.

 

 

Daddy and brother rape fantasies on my baby girl pussy

 

Rape phone sex fantasies

My past is a hard one, fucked up family life and beaten, violated, abused by daddy and brother. At a young age daddy had control over my tight little bald pussy by punishing me, locking me in a room for his own sick pleasure. 

Daddy loved to invite his friends, my uncles and brothers to join in, pinning me down and taking their ass raping fantasies out on my tiny baby girl pussy, and fucking the shit at the same time. Daddy in one hole, my brother in the other. Widening, stretching, oozing, dripping cum goey blood, covering shafts that are ripping me up. Screaming and crying I began to enjoy it. Rocking my bald little cunt, daddy grinding, rubbing, pounding, ripping up my inner snatch walls. Brother in my ass, balls deep, shaft completely covered deep inside me. Spanking and riding me like an animal, making daddy so proud. 

Tied to the door, neck bound, hands behind my back. Daddy’s face in my little, bald, wet pussy, sucking on my tight bell. Brother as fucking my bent over body. Stimulated, abused, tormented and choked, left covered in my own flowing sticky fluids. 

Knife Play Phone Sex Prolongs the Torture

knife play phone sexI choose knife play phone sex every time. You see, I consider myself a wicked butcher. Plus, the knife seems more versatile as a weapon and less traceable.  Even though, if I snuff someone, I never leave the body somewhere it can be found. Nature helps me dispose of human remains. People bury bodies and get caught. Do not bury a corpse. Leave it in a wooded area for coyotes, wolves and bears to eat. Trust me. They will eat it. It seems like resources are thinning for wild animals, so they appreciate the free meal.

Wild animals make great accomplices. Trust me. I know something about this. I try to offer the wildlife behind my home a sacrifice weekly. Sometimes, I have a busy week, and they get a few bodies. Oddly enough, Easter brought out more annoying folks than usual. I thought if they were religious, I would see more kindness in folks. But I saw people spouting Christianity but acting quite the opposite. So, I gave a few women like that blasphemy sex.

Nothing Worse Than a Hypocritical Mean Girl

One of the cunts I killed, told me Goth girls need Jesus. Called me a Satan worshiper when she rammed her cart into my cart at the grocery store. She looked angelic in a pretty church dress, but she spewed such garbage, I knew she needed to die. Normally, I plan my kills more, but I watched this woman harass most of the other folks in the store for one reason or another. Her death would be a favor to the world. I followed her home. And I watched her house for 6 hours to see she lived alone. No surprise there. Who wants to marry a cunt.

Her house seemed easy for me to break into. As I checked out her home, I grabbed a few of the crosses she had adorning the walls. I shoved one down her throat as I told her fuck her god. And I took another cross and rammed it up her cunt while praising Satan. I drugged her while she slept, then tied her up. She woke up when crosses impaled her body. Torture sex with crosses amused me. She bled as I fucked her to death. Ripped her flesh from her body with the crosses. Destroyed her girl parts. And disemboweled her too.

I did not even need my knives for cunt number one. Turns out with enough strength, a cross makes an excellent instrument to impale the flesh with. And it added a little irony. A so-called Christian died by the cross just like her dead god. I did not clean up the crime scene because I left no DNA.  But I did take her body with me and fed her to my wild animal accomplices. They had an Easter feast.