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Halloween means Snuff phone sex time!!!

snuff phone sexHalloween means time for snuff phone sex marathons. What better way to celebrate the day of gore and terror than to do it for real? My fantasy would be to go out to some adult Halloween party and find some cutesy little slut who thinks a naughty maid costume is perfect for hell Night. Seriously, who the fuck would wear something so ridiculous and inappropriate except a whore who just wants an excuse to flaunt her shit? They are the type I love to torture.
I’d drug the whore and bring her to a real haunted house full of evil spirits. I’d tie her down and dump stale piss on her to wake her up. It would be really dark and I’d be wearing a hood so she could not see my face. I’d rip off her clothes and shove her panties in her mouth so I wouldn’t hear her whine. Then let the fun began.
It would be a slow torture. Her hair in a vice with a hand crank so that I could pull it tighter and tighter until her face ripped off. Alligator clips for her nipples. Hot wax on her clitty. Her pussy lips would be pulled open with vise grips, revealing her gaping hole. A curling iron shoved in her ass, set on preheat, as you smelled the meat cooking.
Quick jabs into tender flesh with my knife would make her bleed. A few strokes into her pussy and the blood flowed freely. I grew wetter watching her writhe in pain, aspirating her panties while sucking for air.
I motion to you, sitting in a corner jerking your cock slowly. Your eyes gleam with hunger as you approach her. You dive on her like a beast, impaling her bloody cunt with your rigid staff, pumping furiously in and out. Your fangs flash as you savage her neck, ripping out her throat to feed, slurping greedily, pulling out her lifeblood and filling her cunt with yours.
We both howl at the moon as orgasm overtakes us. Happy Halloween.

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Do you love killer phone sex as much as me?

killer phone sexYou know… if I were you I would be afraid to call me too. I know you would just be so fucking terrified to hear the cold hearted bitch in my voice that you would have no choice then to take the next step. You opt out for a texting session – you’re not ready for killer phone sex quite yet. You need a little warm up texting session so I will allow you to pay for one of those this time. You will enjoy my sick and demented side that will do absolutely anything and give no fucks about it. I will cut a girls tiny throat without thinking, rip her panties off and turn her into a subby little fuck toy. I will make toilet play my favorite game. I crave the blood, the tears, the adrenaline of the snuffing someone out. I know your cock gets just as hard as I do wet seeing them struggle as we use them and kill them in the cruelest way we can. Oh, you thought I was going to go light on you your very first time? Either you’re in it or you’re not… you have to really want it… you have to really be as fucked up as I am.

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Teen Snuff Accomplice or Victim

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I do everything for Daddy! Whatever he wants, I am nothing but his toy, his slave, nothing to him but something to use. I don’t mind. I know I am nothing. I know my worth is lower than his pet’s, and I don’t mind. Use and abuse my holes, just like Daddy and his friends do. I will even be your little accomplice too if you’d like. Someone to help you with your snuff phone sex fantasies? I can do just that, Daddy taught me how to be the perfect obedient accomplice. I have almost been killed a couple times myself, when Daddy got too angry and thought he couldn’t use me anymore. I have since tried hard to earn Daddy’s trust in knowing he can depend on me to be his personal sex slave to abuse and use and beat as he wants. I want to make Daddy proud, so I am always looking for another Daddy out there that needs some help forcing some slut to take his cock and then disposing of her when we are done using her. Or use me, I don’t care… as long as I please you and do my one and only job as pathetic victim Kali.

Torture phone sex

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I never saw it coming the Torture phone sex came true. I never really thought he would find me. The knock on the door pissed me off more than anything. I finally found a good vein to shove the needle into my arm. As soon as I pushed the plunger down, it was like the fucking cops were at my hotel room door. I didn’t even take the needle out. All I felt was a kick in the chest as soon as I opened the fucking door. I hit my head and was out cold. I was woken up by extreme pain.

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This mother fucker was slicing my nipples off. He was going so slow, slicing into y tiny nipples. I knew who he was, our calls always get dark. He found me and he was going to do what ever he wanted to do. His cock was hard, I could feel in digging into my thigh. I laugh as I tell him “I bet all the girls want to fuck you.” He laughed as he stuck his blade into what was left of my pussy mound. Now I am really his. 

Bondage Pleasure

taboo phone sex angie1The smell of leather that has been soaked in sweat is one of my favorite smells. It is an aphrodisiac that sends jolts of pleasure through my body making my nipples hard and my cunt nice and juicy. Watching while the terror sets in and the struggle to be free begins drives me absolutely crazy with lust. I love to taunt my captive by rubbing my body all over them as they struggle against the restraints. The thrill of the fresh struggle that is in genuine earnest gets my blood boiling. My pleasure increases as the fight in my captive subsides and I can see the resignation in their eyes. Inevitably I spew hot cum all over their weak and tiered body before continuing on to the next step in sexual gratification. Recently I have been visiting a sister site of ours: https://submissivewhore.com/ delighting in the adventures of these weak and timid whores. Right now I am enjoying stalking the site but soon I will make one of  the delicious creatures my own and she will experience submission and bondage like she never has before! 

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Fucked up and beat down.

sadistic phone sex“Tell me what you’re good for.” you demanded, twisting my tit. “Owww, I’m good for nothing.” I sobbed. “That’s right, whore.” he cackled, punching me in the mouth. Blood spurted from my lip and I felt a tooth loosen. He pulled out his cock and rammed it between my broken lips. He was grunting. It only took several strokes for him to blow his load, mixing with the blood. I tried desperately to swallow. But he kicked me right in the chest, breaking my ribs. I puked the bloody froth down the front of my dress. That seemed to inflame him more and his cock began to rise again. “On your knees, bitch.” he growled. I felt something touch my asshole and I knew it wasn’t flesh. He had the neck of my wine bottle and forced it deep into my rectum. I screamed with the pain as he banged me hard with the empty bottle, stroking his shaft. Just as he was ready to come, he pulled the bottle out of my ass and shot his load in it.
“Here’s your cum cocktail, you druggy whore. Drink it.” I gulped his load from the bottle, trying to get that last drop. I knew he would punish me if I failed.
“Good little whore.” he rasped. Now let’s do a line and start Lesson 2.” I snorted hard, trying to get enough drugs in me to take the pain that I knew was coming. Stay tuned for the next episode….as he brought out nipple clamps and a scalpel….

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Drowning The Asshole

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I am so pissed at you. I heard that you were fucking around on me. You didn’t think that I would find out did you? Well I did, one of my friends spotted you hanging all over that trailer trash bitch and now you’re going to pay for being an unfaithful bastard. Don’t think that you’re going to get off easily either. I’m not going to let on that I know exactly what you’ve been up to. I’m going to wait until you’re relaxing in a nice warm bath and then I’m going to bring you some wine with a little something extra in it. When you start to doze off, it’s going to be so very easy for me to push your head under the water and hold you there as you thrash and gasp for air as the water begins to fill your lungs. You’re choking and terrified but not strong enough to fight me off. I let your head surface just long enough to let you know that I know what a cheating bastard you are before I snuff the life right out of you and you die under that water. Your body going limp never to struggle or cheat again.

Kinky Ass Murder Spree

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I feel like going on a murder spree today just for the hell of it. What do you say do you want to join me? I’m going to wait outside the club as it’s letting out. All those drunk men and women stumbling around blindly trying to make their way to their waiting car or flag down a taxi. They’re ripe for the picking. Let’s grab a couple and throw them in the back of the van. Then we can drive out of the woods and practice different ways to torture them and make them bleed out. I have such a beautiful assortment of knives to cut into their flesh and watch the lovely puddles of blood growing beneath them. I want to use their blood like body paint and roll around in it with you as you fuck me. Maybe we can hack off a few limbs and leave their body parts strung up from the cabin ceiling. They do make the loveliest decorations. My cunt is so wet from offing all these innocent losers. I want you to have the most intense orgasm of your life as you help me kill victim after victim. Let’s go on a massive murder fuck spree and leave a wave of carnage behind us.

Bring the Pain

I knew what I was getting into – or at least I thought I did. I sought out this weekend as a way to satisfy my need for being abused and hurt. The pain is the only thing that brings me any lust. I need to feel worthless and used and the physical pain is even better. I traded myself in for some useless money – money doesn’t do anything for me. Now I am here and let myself be tied up. I think I might be in over my head as I hear all the voices coming from the other room. I know I have to survive 48 hours at the hands of you and all your “friends”.

I can hear clinking glasses and smell smoke that I know doesn’t come from cigarettes. I look around as the men start pouring in the room. You are nowhere to be seen. But next to me on the floor are blood stains. Some old and some new. And they are huge. What in the hell is going on? I didn’t plan on bleeding, Ijust wanted some nice rough fucking to get myself off and feel like the piece of shit slutbag I am. Some of the men start jerking off over my body and I begin to panic when they start speaking languages I don’t understand. Who are these men and how did they find you?

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Finally you come in the room and I look at you helplessly asking you who these people are and what is going to happen to me. You are simply counting a wad of money in your hands and smiling. You begin talking to the men in their own languages and not until you get to english do I understand what I sold myself to: these men get to kill me and no one will ever know. several of them grab me and I can feel their cocks digging deep inside my pussy and ass with no mercy. Hands around my neck and hands beating me and squeezing my tits. I am choked nearly unconscious but then allowed to breathe. They are beating me so hard my bones are fracturing, and all the while fucking me in every hole. I didn’t plan to die tonight, but what a way to go….

A Dark Night

taboo-phone-sex-karmaThe night was dark , the moon high in the sky. Her skin was glistening with sweat from fear as she laid on the alter. He skin was covered with goose bumps, her nipples rock hard in the cold night air Her sacrafice will please my dark lord. She is a prime specimin. I found out she is a virgin. That makes it even better. Her virginal blood will please him. I have the perfect impament for her first penetration. A nice stake that will pierce her farther then it should. It’s almost time, let the blood flow warm and hot, thick and sweet. I can’t wait to drink the life giving fluid, to watch the last beat of her heart while it is in my hand. Death will be slow and her gift will be appreciated….