Category: Bloody phone sex

Don’t tell the wife the babysitter is dead…


Babysitter phone sex

He walked in on me. The babysitter, he trusted, was a crook. He found out I was stealing money from him. The bank called to let him know some checks were being written by him in a very high amounts.

I had credit card debt. And this babysitting gig just wasn’t paying enough, as this guy was loaded but only really paid me pennies on the dollar to take care of his brats.

He came in, screaming, grabbing me by the throat and slapping me hard across the face. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!” He kept his grip on me as he slammed my head down on the desk next to the check book.

“Please… I just needed the money” I try to protest, which just result in another back hand.

“You think you can just take my money like that? Don’t I pay you enough?” He hits me again, harder this time. I feel my lip split from the impact. Taste of blood entered my mouth as he shoved me harder into his desk.

“Maybe we should teach you a lesson? Use me? I’ll use this pussy of yours.” He begins to start tearing my shirt off to expose my tits, and shoving my shorts to the ground. One hand has me held by behind my neck, the other was getting his dick lined up with my cunt. I cried hard, trying to struggle to get away, but he was much stronger.

As he shoved his dick into my pussy, I could feel it tear. I cry harder, but he puts my torn shirt into my mouth as a gag. “Shut up bitch, you know you like it. Now fucking take it like a good girl, and you might actually leave here today”

He continues to abuse my fuck hole a bit more before he stops and pulls me to the front of him. Forcing me to my knees, he shoves his cock into it’s holster, and I gag immediately. I then try to bite down, but he pulls out and slaps me again. More blood taste in my mouth.

“You gonna take this dicking like a good girl?” He says as he grabs my chin, making me have eye contact with him. His eyes just looking as dark as ever.

“Yes… but what will your wife think?” I say, holding back a sob.

“What do you mean, what will she think? She won’t see you”

“What? Fuck you. I’m telling her.” I smack his hand away and go to run. But he grabs me before I could get away, and then grabs the letter opener off the desk.

“Nice try, goodbye” He says as he slams my back on the desk. I feel the wind knocked out of me this time, but then felt his hand go around my throat, cutting off my air way. I choke as I taste the fear of the end coming.

I feel the tip of the letter opener then slide across my skin, and into my neck. In shock, I gag. Feeling the blade poke through my trachea, and feeling the blood start to run down into my lungs. The warm sensation of it spilling from my neck onto the back of my head. My breaths becoming more shallow as life slipped away.

The last thing I felt was him cumming inside of me, as I was taking my last breaths.

“Shit… time for disposal.”

The girl in the box.

Kidnapping phone sex

 Kidnapping phone sex turns me on. The thrill makes me hot. It was a cold winter night and I was asleep in my room at my parents house. I could see lights around my window but didn’t hear anything. I called out for my mom but she didn’t wake up. As the light appeared brighter I heard a giant crash.  Glass from my windows covered my body as a man stood over me.  He was tall with long hair and a long beard.  I was frozen in fear but as I attempted to run he knocked me out cold with the handle of an ax and grabbed me out of bed.

When I woke up, I was in a clear box. All four sides were locked up with no way to get out.  I could barely move. I was completely naked with blood dripping from my pussy and chains on my ankles.  My box was in a basement below a house. No one could hear me screaming. Then a group of men came in the room. One man opens the box as the all the others sit and watch. He starts by assaulting me and  rams his dick in my cunt, tearing it from my clit. I was screaming and all the men were enjoying it. One by one I was forced fucked, whipped, strangled, and cocks inserted up my butthole. This went on for hours and hours with no food or water while chained. If I screamed or cried I was strangled until I almost passed out and my chains were pulled tighter. One guy came in and grabbed me by my legs just to hear me cry. He yelled, “louder louder”.

There were other boxes with women inside this basement filled with other girls who were also taken and assaulted. I could only lay there, gushing blood. My pussy was completely torn open. Men payed lots of money for this deadly underground fuck fest as the girls sacrificed their lives. I have no chance of getting out. I was chosen for this.

 

Bloody Phone Sex Almost Killed Me Again

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex seems appropriate for this time of year. But I do not like to get bloody. At least not my nose. That’s my sniffer. If you want to abuse me until my body looks like raw hamburger meat, please spare my nose. The only way I can endure that kind of pain is if I am high. My son understands that. But other men have not read the memo yet.

I get myself in one jam after another it seems. Nonstop trouble. I’m fresh off a kidnapping. Still have the rope burns on my hands and ankles. But I needed coke. Usually, my son gives it too me, but it’s been over a week since I saw him. And my back up dealer, Marcus, went out of town. It’s such a crap shoot when I need to find a substitute dealer. My son and Marcus never punch my sniffer. They like me high. But some random dealer often wants me to suffer. One of these days my coke habit will put me in a real snuff porn.

I learned about Ted from another druggy soccer mom. She pops Oxy like breath mints. And her dealer has any drug imaginable. So, I went with her to meet him. However, he got super angry that she brought me to him. He punched her so hard he knocked her out. As she lay bleeding on the ground passed out, he kicked her awake. She tried to apologize and tell him I could be trusted, but he choked her to death right in front of me.

Abuse Me All You Want but Please Spare My Nose

And I never watched someone I know die in front of my eyes. I peed my panties from fear. Honestly, scared the crap out of me. At least with my son, I know I will live because I am his cash cow. But this random dealer looked like he wanted to kill me too. He picked me up with his hand around my throat and pinned me to the wall like a bug. He did not kill me though. However, he made me wish I was dead.

He punched my face repeatedly until my nose gushed blood. And he fisted my cunt until that prolapsed too. I had no idea my womb could come out. When he stopped hurting me, he gave me some coke. And a warning to never tell another sole about him. No way would I. I do not even want to see him again. His brand of snuff sex proved too much for this soccer mom pain slut.

Torture phone sex whore Stephanie

torture phone sex

It’s been too long since our last torture phone sex session and you know it! Are you still lying next to her every night dreaming about all the ways you want me to abuse her? You don’t have to keep jerking off to that fantasy when we could easily end her life together… Stroke your big dick and imagine how hot it’s going to look when I have her tied up and I’m force fucking her asshole making her scream with your dick down her throat. I have a special strap-on with razor blades embedded in it that I’ve been saving for such an occasion. I want to watch the desperate look in her eyes when she realizes that you’re not going to save her but instead, you’re going to help me rip her apart and torture her. Of course, this is all after I’ve ripped most of her hair out, busted her teeth out and beat her face in. She’ll be a blubbering, bloody pile of disgusting trash by this point. This bitch deserves the worst and Master deserves the best so I’m not going to end her life quickly. I want her to lie there bleeding, crying and in the most intense pain imaginable. That’s when I’m going to douse her in gasoline, strike a match and let you fuck me to her miserable screams as she burns alive. You better hurry because I’m ready now!

Rape phone sex fantasies get you off when high

Sometimes you want to watch Rape phone sex fantasies fulfilled right in front of you. Therefore, you find a sadistic bitch to give it to you. “I want to see this young slut’s ass getting rammed” you say to me as you give me a picture. After inspecting it, I see there was an address on it. “She will be there alone with me; everyone is visiting other family” you tell me with a watering mouth. So, I agreed, the money you gave me wasn’t the perk. My uncle trained me to help him rip little sluts open and it ended up making my cunty tingle.

Rape phone sex fantasies

I snuck in and right away put a special handkerchief to her mouth. My uncle had a special knockout recipe. Her body laid there, limp and it made it easy to undress her. After she was naked, you walked in. “Blind fold her and tape her mouth shut, I don’t want her to think she can wake me up for help” you instruct as you undress too. As I put my strap cock on, you jack off and moan out. “I want her to hurt” you moan. Therefore, I spread her legs open and rip her little asshole with my strap cock.

You get close for a better look, and I can see your mouth watering. “That’s it, give me live Ass rape porn” you moan and grunt. Since she woke up from the abuse. The harder I fucked her tight young ass the more she tried to scream. “Choke the bitch” you moan as I see your cock start to bounce harder. There’s blood flowing down her thighs and I see you liking your lips. “Take over and really make her hurt, best part is being able to fill her up” I encourage you to fuck your daughter. The need to rip her ass open took over. I pop my toy out of her and right away you ram your cock inside her.

The warm feeling and wetness from her blood started to push you over the top. That’s when I whispered, “we can do this every weekend”. Thought of being able to use your young daughter’s asshole to get off made your cock explode. After that all I saw was blood and cum running out her asshole. I told her “If you want to live, you better not tell anyone”. Then I left with a picket full and a story to masturbate to. 

Bloody Phone Sex Battles for Survival Make Good Entertainment

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex and Killtober go together. I’ve always enjoyed a blood bath. When I kill, I rarely do it neatly. Which is why I feed my victims to the bears and coyotes after I finish with them. No body, no DNA. And no body, no crime. My grandpa told me that. He said I should never bury a body because eventually that body will make an appearance, and my DNA would be somewhere on the body. Wise words from a wise killer. Even though I know I am not in the system, I never take unnecessary risks.

Last night, my victims helped kill each other. I drugged and kidnapped two blonde schoolgirls. Total twats. The kind of chicks that milk men of their money and never put out. These two girls looked like stereotypical mean girls. Although, I could have just sold them into slavery for a pretty penny, I felt like some torture sex.

They both woke up tied to sawhorses in my dungeon room. I wanted to pit them against each other. Play psychological games with them. So, I gave each girl a knife and told them the last one standing gets to live. They looked at each other like they could not do it. But I knew one of those sluts would make a move first and I could watch a bloody royale between teen twats.

It Excites Me to Watch What Folks Will Do to Each Other to Survive

And sure enough one made the first move. I relished the blood bath. They stabbed each other hesitantly at first with guilt in their eyes. But that fight for survival became stronger with each jab of the knife into the other’s flesh. They could have attempted to gang up on me with the knives they had. But they did not go that route. Not that it would have worked because I was prepared just in case. Instead, they stabbed each other’s tits and stomach. Sliced their arms and faces.

But in the end, they just stabbed each other in the gut so many times that their insides began to spill out all over my floor. Neither girl would leave my dungeon. Even if one girl won the battle, I did not plan to let either of them go. I just enjoy watching dumb cunts betray each other for survival.

Everyone has a killer phone sex side. It just takes the right situation to kick in. And when it does, I like to sit back and enjoy the blood bath.

Kidnapping Phone Sex Mutilation of My Cunt and Tits

Grabbed off the street and tossed into a van, was the opening scene of Kidnapping Phone Sex. Things escalated quickly once I was in the van. A black hood tossed over my head and my wrists and ankles were bound.

A Kidnapping phone sex adventure

The guys pulled the hood off of my head and spit in my face. Your a filthy fucking whore and your whore body is about to see it’s end. The only thing worth fucking is that asshole.

They then took a hunting knife out and started cutting off my stripper dress and panties. Once they had my flesh bare they groped at and squeezed my like they were inspecting a side of beef.

Then a sudden burst of pain came when I was clogged over the head. Practically cracking my skull. Falling to the floor of the van I fell unconscious.

But that didn’t last long, a sudden intense pain hit me when that big knife sliced off my clit. I had been drugged with something that paralyzed me and I could not scream. Blood was spraying up everywhere as my cunt was being mutilated.

This is Mutilation Phone Sex

Then with very little hesitation, as if they methodically planned this they sliced off my nipples. More pain than ever but I was kept awake and forced to look. Blood was again spurting everywhere.

Finally I was told that my whoring days are over but I needed one last ass fucking before they slit my throat. And that my ass was the only fuckable thing on my whored out fake fuck doll body. These guys became five and they all had their way with my ass.

A Snuff Phone Sex Ending

Once the last guy finished that big butcher knife was slid across the front of my throat. And just like that the lights went out and my end was met.

Kidnapping Phone Sex

Knife Play Phone Sex Requires Skill

I cannot enjoy Killtober without knife play phone sex. No guns for me. Knives require skill. Plus, it is much harder to trace because nothing gets left in the victim. Guns leave bullets. And bullets are traceable. I enjoy the challenge too. Perhaps, I like the hunt. It feels more predatory.

I never go anywhere without at least 3 knives strapped to my body. I even sleep with one under my pillow. Never hurts to be cautious. I like to be armed and dangerous because yoknife play phone sexu never know who you might meet who deserves to die. Admittedly so, my threshold for stupidity appears less than the average person. I will disembowel a person for looking at me wrong. Bloody phone sex turns me on anyway.

But in my defense, there seems to be a lot more rude, creepy tools in this world than there ever were. Take William for example. He made a scene in my Goth bar that I love. Tried to bully people off their bar stools. And he insulted almost every girl in the bar, including me. I do not care how drunk you get, that’s no excuse to be rude. Plus, you cannot go into a Goth bar and think you own the place because you are some rich yuppy.

There is No Fun or Skill in Killing with a Gun, So I Use Knives

So, I let him buy me a drink and I slipped something into his drink. No one in that bar gave a damn about this asshole. Took him to my kill dungeon to torture the fuck out of him. A knife prolongs the agony, but a gunshot kills without much suffering. Where is the fun in that? I carved this fucker up until it looked like he had been skinned alive. I have a knife for everything, even peeling a human jackass.

William suffered. He suffered a lot. Not only did I skin him alive, but I also cut his flesh until I exsanguinated him. But not before I gave him free castration phone sex. I guess you could call it castration plus since I took his dick off too. Sliced it like a pepperoni roll. Even drugged, he felt everything. And because he bled out slowly, it took him a long time to die. A long painful journey to Hell is the only way to go.

Blasphemy sex hails our Dark Lord in the ultimate way

Blasphemy sexBlasphemy sex is my ultimate indulgence, my ultimate act of rebellion. There’s something incredibly empowering about hailing our Dark Lord in the most vulgar and explicit way possible, about embracing the forbidden and reveling in it. It’s a feeling of freedom, of liberation, of breaking free from the chains of societal norms and expectations.

It feels so good to say Fuck. God. Come on, say it with me while your stroke your cock, Fuck God! Oh it’s is a privilege for my pussy to squirt to Satan. I would do anything and everything to please the one true Master. I know he likes it messy, the bloodier the better. By the end of our fun I am coated head to toe in gore and cum.

Sweet sweet gore for all the demons of hell. The demon of lust came to one of our Snuff sex rituals and blasted my holes into oblivion. Asmodeus, the King of Demons, filled my pussy and asshole with all of his cocks. Yes, the King has multiple cocks and they are all hard and thick. I sacrificed a little baby girl pussy and I was rewarded with a fuck of a lifetime.

I can still feel the demon’s sperm swimming inside me. It would be an honor to be a breeding whore for the King of Demons, I know Lucifer will be proud at what a good mommy whore I will be. It’s all for him, fuck god, god’s dead, more like god’s never been there, has he? That fat monster cock is my savior. Hail Satan!

 

Snuff Sex Ghost Possessed You to Force Fuck Layla

Let Me Swallow Your Cock in a Haunted House

Most horny pervs don’t start with rock hard cocks for snuff sex. You were one of the nice ones at first. Until the haunted house. An evil serial kidnapper used to use this place to torture slutty girls here, but one of his victims escaped and snuffed him out in the middle of the living room. You were there to take pictures of me in the house and to be my prop cock. I wanted pictures of me swallowing a cock in the middle of the living room. 

I felt the spirit’s presence the moment we got there. And so did you. As soon as you stepped into the living room, the evil poltergeist took over your body. I was too excited to swallow your cock to notice. Or see when you picked up a rusty switch blade and put it in your pocket. I found the perfect spot on the rug. It was right next to a huge blood stain. I looked up at you and grabbed you by your belt. I was pulling your pants down so fast. Then I pulled out my phone and handed it to you. 

snuff sex

Accidentally Starring in Ass Rape Porn

The camera started rolling and you grabbed a fist full of my hair and yanked me towards your cock. You fucked my throat so hard I couldn’t even swallow spit. It spilled all over my tits while I pushed at your thighs to get you to stop. You’d never been rough before so what the hell is wrong with you. You dropped the camera and pulled out the knife. You pulled my head back and then with one swift motion you slit my throat. I fell choking on my own blood right next to the phone. I was just able to crawl over the phone. 

You climbed on top of me and lifted my head. The blood gushing out of my neck and onto the phone. Your cock was still hard and my asshole was the most painful hole for you to force your cock in. You squeezed your cock into my raw ass. I couldn’t even scream. The blood was filling my lungs while you filled my shithole with that sick, possessed cock. You filled my ass with cum, and the ghost shot out of your body too. You were left there covered in my blood with your cock in my ass.