Category: Bloody phone sex

Violent phone sex

Violent phone sex My slutty holes just love having violent phone sex, where I know all over with be hurt and sore. The anticipation building up not knowing where you’ll punish me next. Any and all the abuse you’re willing to give these fuck holes, gape and rip them with your fat cock. While I squirm and struggle with you stretching me making me drip everywhere. While I become addicted to each slap, spank, and cuts all over me. 

Yesterday I got to really be tortured, having him catch me in an alley on my way home. He had been watching my everyday routine seeing where I walked every day. He had gone up to talk to me, but I had been on my way to work and was in a rush, so I didn’t to talk to him. This just made him want me to suffer and be taught some manners. 

On my way home this time I could hear footsteps following behind me. Really close and getting closer, so I started walking a little fast and they did too. I looked back and it was him, with a big smirk on his face.  I turn to talk to him, but he just rolls his eyes so i keep walking. When I was about to pass by an alley, I felt someone grab my hair and drag me right into the dark alley. 

Throwing me to the ground saying now you’re going be such a good worthless cock sleeve. Bitches like you need to be punished and taught how to behave. He spat in my face and slapped me so hard I fell back down onto the ground. I see him taking off his belt, when I went to say something, he smacks me in the face with his best hard. I could feel the sting it had left behind he pushed me onto the ground again, hitting me hard all over with his leather belt. Marks all over me from the hard blows from the belt. 

He grabbed my hair and forced me to get on all fours. My hands and knees on the concrete like I was a little dog touching the dirty floor. He took a knife out of his pocket and runs it along my back, cutting the clothes I still had on off. Leaving me in just my bra and panties. He took my panties and ripped them with his hands, with my fuck holes in the air and ready to be punished. 

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Get Out Of Hand With This Gothic Teen Psychopath!

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

 

Murder phone sex fantasies always gets my psychopathic murder pussy off. Last night I had a wild fantasy while i was walking. In imagined that I called up some of my crazy satanic friends and we broke into a Christian families house and tied them up. I cut up their youngest daughter and said she was the first sacrifice to our satanic cult as I painted satanic symbols all over the walls and on their foreheads. I told them their perfect blond catholic daughters would be whores for the devil and all of them would be going to hell.

Knife Play Phone Sex

I laughed as I began cutting their clothes off and showing my big male friends their pretty flat chests and their bald virgin pussies. they tore into their little cunts with their fat demon cocks and began using them like fuck dolls as their parents helplessly watched. I laughed manically as i took the dads small cock out and began giving him a blow job and when he was nice and hard i bit his small cock off with my teeth. he screamed as i slit his throat and his blood sprayed me in the face. I made is wife eat his corpse and the bodies of her daughters before I sent her to my cabin. I had special plans for that dumb bitch. My Murder phone sex fantasies were getting even darker and I loved it. I would need to go out on a hunt soon.

Necrophilia Phone Sex Because The Best Dick is a Dead Dick

necrophilia phone sexI find necrophilia phone sex arousing. Personally, the best kind of dick is a dead dick. I’m a woman with needs. Perhaps not the average needs. But that’s because I’m not the average woman. I just like to fuck. But I don’t like the small talk, the baby talk, the romance, or any of the coupling shit that comes with fucking. So, I kill my partner before I fuck him to ensure he’s a good lay. Call me a Black Widow if you want.

I do not date men. But I do occasionally fuck them. I’m human after all. However, I don’t crave the shit most girls do. All that romance shit, and wining and dining a girl, I don’t need. In fact, I’m very clear, but I don’t want any of that if I fuck you. But men think I’m joking. And I am not joking. If I tell you something or warn you about something you better fucking listen to me. Men who don’t listen to me, men who fail to heed my warnings, end up with snuff sex.

If I kill you before I fuck you, I essentially turn you into a dildo. Just a dick. I thought Bryan understood my rules. But once again, I found myself forced to kill another man. Just shut the fuck up. Nothing worse than when you’re trying to get off an a man will not stop talking. So, I slit his throat. In my defense, I warned the fucker many times. And he just laughed at me in a very dismissive way that pissed me the fuck off. At least now he knows I wasn’t joking.

For Me, I Prefer to Fuck When You are Dead

He had a nice cock, but that was the only thing I liked about him. Met him in a Goth bar. A steam punk guy who I thought would follow my rules. Me bad. I should know by now that men just can’t shut the fuck up when fucking. Since I always have a knife on my body, I pulled the knife out, pressed the steel tip against his jugular and gave him one more warning. But the bastard just laughed at me. However, I had the last laugh. His blood sprayed all over my body after I sliced his jugular open. But I just kept on fucking him.

A little blood never frightens a gore whore like me. I loved the feel of his warm blood splattering against my body as I got myself off on his cock. Until you have killed a man while his dick is inside of you, you’ve never truly experienced a hard cock. You would think a cock would go limp when you kill its host. But that’s not the case.

For a few minutes it stays stiff. And it’ll get stiff again when rigamortus begins. I don’t always have sex with dead bodies, but when I fuck, I’m very particular about how it goes. You need to shut the fuck up and just let me get off. A man’s incessant talking drives me insane. So, I find it easier to just kill them while I’m fucking them. Sure, it makes a mess. But I never mind sleeping in the wet spot if the wet spot is from your blood.

Torture Phone Sex Always Gets More Brutal Than I Imagine

torture phone sexI hate torture phone sex. Although I am submissive, I just never know what will happen. Everybody’s idea of torture seems to be different. Sometimes I might just get spanked. Other times I might get four fists up my ass at once.

It’s the same gamble when I answer looking for adult models ads. I only do it for cash to get coke. On Friday night, I showed up at this guy‘s house. This was not a studio production. This guy just wanted a whore to abuse.

So, this felt more like a prostitution gig versus nude modeling. He lived in the suburbs. And I checked him out to verify his identity first. He seemed like a normal suburban dad. Perfect family, and a good job. Minivan and an SUV in the driveway. Apparently, his wife and daughters went out of town to see the wife’s mother.

I figured he just needed a nasty slut to pound for a couple hours and get some aggression out. How dangerous could a suburban Dad be to me. Well, as usual, I thought wrong. This man appeared full of rage, and he took it out all on me. I came within inches of making a snuff porn.

The Men I Least Suspect of Being Violent, Turn Out to Be the Most Violent Men

He started spanking me, but that quickly proved boring to him. While I laid across his lap, he shoved his fist up my ass and turned me into a puppet. And while he suspended me in the air with just his fist up my ass, he took his other fist and shoved it up my cunt. And neither hole did he use any type of lubrication. He wanted me to feel it. And I did feel it.

He dropped me on the floor and kicked me in the gut a few times while I was down. I curled up in a ball to protect myself, and he just scooped me up and tossed me across the wall. It felt like I hit a brick wall. I did not even put a hole in the wall, but my head appeared to be bleeding because I could taste blood as it trickled down my face. When I told him I did not sign up for this, he grabbed me hard by the throat and penned me against the wall. Then he punched me in the stomach until I puked.

Some Men, Many Men, Get a Thrill Out of Abusing Me

And he got super angry that I puked. I tried to explain that I could not help but puke under the circumstances. But he pushed my face in my own puke like a dog that pissed on his rug. I tried my hardest not to puke again as I licked up my own fucking vomit. Every time I tried to come up, he put his foot on the back of my head and shoved me right back down in it. And while he pinned me down, he pissed on me and made me drink it up off the floor too. This man teaches high school history. How stressful can that be to be this angry?

But he seemed filled with rage. And I had no clue where that rage came from. All I knew was that all his rage seemed directed at me. Honestly, I think he would’ve killed me if he did not get a text from his wife saying one of their daughters became sick and they needed to return home early. It surprised me that he even paid me what we agreed on.

I think the payment bought my silence more than anything else. He did not have time to kill me, thankfully. So, I guess his daughter getting ill saved my life. I didn’t mind being his ass rape porn slave, But I didn’t want to die. However, I know, every day I get closer to running out of my nine lives.

Dr. Evil’s den of castrated cocks, fucking the dead

Castration phone sex

The bigger the better is my moto, but the dead one’s do things to me that the living don’t. Evil fuck collects so many cocks from the men he tortured for this very moment. Dungeon full of dead bodies with groins cut out, seeping blood, covering the floors. I feel like my end is near with him but he has other disgusting, sick and twisted blood soaked pecker plans.

Tied to a table with foot straps, no where to go and my screams go unheard. I’m surrounded by cut up cocks, black one’s, white one’s, short and fat, you name it, he wanted every type for his victims. Bound with my neck chained, my mouth gaged, he inserts a long pole into my tight little cooter, stretching me out wide for the first bloody BBC. Shaking, sweating, cum blood running down the table, this crazy fuck wants to double do me in!

With my legs numb and shaking in fear he shoved two fat cocks in at the same time. “Shut up bitch or I’ll add a third”.  Gagging and choking, almost passing out in pain he pushes even harder, sending a rush of pain through my entire tiny body.

“Cum for me cunt” while he rapidly thrusting.  I’m thrusting my hips up and down taking in two dead man’s dicks, scratching and cutting my raw insides my swollen bell starts to pulsate, opening my gate to hell even more. Spewing, squirting blood soaked spooge in his face.

Cut That Little Blonde Bitch Up

Killer Phone Sex

Killer phone sex always makes my murder slut pussy so wet. I love grabbing those sweet blonde barbie bitches and taking them to my little cabin in the woods. My little sisters best friend was the last one. She had long blond hair a flat chest with pink perky nipples and a soft bald little pussy. I still get off at night thinking about what I did to her body. I loved how her sweet tears tasted and how easily I cut her open.

Goth Teen Phone Sex

Her sweet blood painted my fingers red as I spread open her new little holes. I told her she would be my next topic on killer phone sex. How so many sick and twisted fucks would love to hear how i tortured her little body and cannibalized her corpse. I can still taste rotting meat on my tongue along with the sweet metallic taste of blood.  My pussy gushed from the taste alone. I didn’t even have to touch my pulsing psycho cunt hole. I french kissed her severed skull and looked through social media searching for the next barbie bitch that would entertain me and all my friends on the dark web. This was the only thing that got my evil pussy off.

Teen phone sex


Since I already had all my holes taken and abused at a such a young age having teen phone sex was so easy for me. My holes were always being ravaged and used like a little cock sleeve anyways so reliving it just made my cunt super wet. And somehow one of the guys that would punish me often found me again and said that my holes were due for a beating again. He was right it had been a really long time since had punished me. And he did it really rough and brutal too making sure I left with all kinds of marks and bruises.

He told me to meet him in a parking lot, and it was all dark too. And when I got there, I couldn’t see anyone in fact I could barely see anything at all. I tried yelling his name but still heard no answer, so I tried calling him no answer, so i texted him where are you. He texts back don’t worry someone is going to bring you to me. Confused by his answer I looked around again seeing if anyone else was there. I started walking around to look for someone, I heard footsteps and didn’t know what direction they were from.

Then suddenly someone came up behind me and put a pillowcase over my head and picked me up. Yelling who the fuck is this what are you doing. Trying to kick and move but couldn’t see anything then I was thrown in a van, hearing the doors closed I was nervous as to what just happened. I tried standing up which led me to being smacked down to the floor and my hands and wrist tied up so I couldn’t really move. Not knowing where I’m going or what is going on I hear them talking saying we are getting close so make sure she doesn’t go anywhere.

Hearing the car park, I hear the men get out of the car and the doors open. They picked me up and id where they walked me to but then they set me down on something taking off the pillowcase. And what the fuck it was who I had been texting he had these guys come grab me up in an abandon parking lot to have me tormented. Which was really fucking hot honestly, I loved it.

He told me that he wanted his pet brought to him with ease. So here I was the untied me just to retie me to something else. He used a knife and cut off my clothes. He said that way when I’m done with you, you get to walk home naked and just hope someone doesn’t take your cunt as a newfound toy for them. He went on his phone and made a call saying the toy’s here. When he said that I didn’t know who he was talking to then I saw a bunch of cars all pull into the same area. With groups of guys getting out and making their way over to me.

Well, I was about to be a gang bang slut for them, and they were going to make me their bitch. Daddy said that I deserved it for making him wait so long and that’s why I needed to be punished accordingly.

 

Teen phone sex

Women Have Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Too, But Mine Make You My Bitch

rape phone sex fantasieDo you have rape phone sex fantasies for me? I’m here to warn you that you best not explore those fantasies. No man who ever tries to fuck me against my will lives to see the next day. Let this serve as a cautionary tale of what happens when you try to flip the script. I am dominant. And that means I am not your bitch. But you can be mine.

Ernie hired me for a job. And I told him he could be my accomplice or my victim, but I would never be his victim. And he acted like he understood. Plus, he said he didn’t want to do anything to me anyway. But he likes Goth girls. He wanted my help kidnapping, force fucking, and maybe even killing a Goth babe. I don’t have many rules in my life. But I do have a couple. One, I’m not your victim. Two, I don’t assist with anything involving a fellow Goth girl.

But he lied to me. The guy did not appear too bright.  He paid me for the job, which was to kidnap, torture, and kill a hot teen slut. I’m not a teenager anymore. He knew my rules before he paid me. I always require the money upfront in case they try to flip the script. Ernie had a death wish. He fucked with the wrong woman. And now he’s dead.

Men Think with Their Dicks and That Gets Them Dead Around Me

But I made him my ass rape porn star before I put him out of my misery. No guy fucks me against my will. I’m stronger than I look. But mostly I’m just smarter than any man because I don’t think with my dick. The moment I could tell he intended to make me his victim, I pulled out a huge knife, scared the shit out of him and tied him to his bed. In my bag of tricks, my assassination bag I guess you could call it, I keep a huge dildo with shards of glass glued to it. So, when I fucked him in the ass, he bled worse than a stabbing victim.

You should’ve heard him scream like a bitch. Music to my ears. Can’t come for me without consequences and the only consequence for coming after me is death, but with a lot of torture first. This loser really thought he could overpower me. But once that torturous dildo entered his ass, I think he understood who was in charge. I just enjoy pegging a man’s ass who deserves it. And for some I ruin their asses. Ernie learned a valuable lesson the hard way.

Torture Serves as Foreplay to Me

I fucked his ass with my malicious dildo so long and so hard that I prolapsed his ass and shredded it. His ass now looked like raw hamburger meat. He turned out to be such a wuss too. He passed out several times. But I revived him. You need to feel torture. Nobody sleeps through my torture.

Sometimes I felt like I could fuck him like this forever, but I knew I had to put him out of my misery. Men like that, I can’t trust. And they’ll just continue to try to abuse women who aren’t nearly as strong as me. So, eventually, I slit his throat. And I kept fucking him until he bled out. Dumb ass deserved death.

Never feel sorry for a loser like Ernie. He won’t try to force fuck a Goth taboo phone sex bitch again. Some men just seem so stupid. I wonder how they remember to breathe.

Sadistic Phone Sex With Victim Vixen Fuckable Faith, The Prom Queen Teen Dream

Sadistic Phone SexSadistic Phone Sex is the Best form of cold blooded revenge. Get those feelings out. Kill me, However you choose. Fuck me first, and then off me. Get off with me Then kick my bucket. That Much needed feel, of just breaking some shit. Just breaking a person instead. Everyone has a bitch that should really be the next victim of a serial killers. You know the type, just a Bitch that deserves to die. So End her fucking life.

Just talking about killing a whore, makes me moist.

For Me, I hated those perfect fucking cheerleaders. That’s why In High School, I fucked all their boyfriends, and the Captain? Oh I fucked her Daddy, then told her I fucked him so good I may end up being her new step mom. That was hotter than killing her. I Just literally ruined her life, but I’ll admit I thought about killing her stupid ass, many times.

Im writing about this, because I got a letter yesterday. The Letter read, as follows:

Hi You Dumb Bitch,

You don’t know me, even though you should. We spent years together in the same school, and you never acknowledged me. Once in science class you were supposed to be my partner but you begged someone to change with you so you could Partner with Gage instead. If you only knew about the things I’ve thought about doing to you for the past 2 years, you would live in fear. I even voted for you to be Prom Queen. As much as i hate to admit it I’ve wanted to stick my dick in all your pretty holes. I had the biggest crush on you. At one point I even thought I was in love with you. Being the stupid fucking cunt you are, you never gave me the time of day. 

Faith, I don’t want to just fuck you, I dream of doing far worse. I’ve thought about sewing your asshole shut and feeding you laxatives. Trimming your eye lids off and giving you sleeping pills. Having you sit in your prom Dress. Not giving you a toilet and only allowing you to cover it in your excrement. Making you wear it while I keep you for weeks in my basement, and when I take your life, I’ll mail it to your mother. I’d keep it on you so you’ll get horrible skin infections. Still, that would be too good for you. No, you don’t deserve an easy way out.

You won’t get one either

I will feel you on my cock. My dick will be the Last one you will ever cum on. I’m going to get to see what you feel like Faith, from the inside. I’m going to use you to make me feel good, in the most sadistic and evil ways possible. I can’t wait to take your life, you stuck up, snobby, goody-two-shoes, Prom queen Bitch. You’ll regret ever ignoring me. You worthless cunt.

I want to rip you from Asshole to cunt, and that’s the nicest thing I’ll do to you. I went to an STD support group just to make friends recently. I’ve gotten quite close to a few. I want all of them to fuck your holes. That seems fitting for a whore. Then, I will take out every sick, wicked and evil fucking thought I’ve ever had on your worthless body. You will be nothing but a mangled mound of blood, guts and brain matter, When I’m finished. I wanna burn you. Drown you. Strangle you. Cut you into fucking bits and feed you to my dog. A bitch to feed a bitch. That seems appropriate.

I’m going to get you, Faith. Maybe today, maybe tomorrow.

Just Know I’ll record it all So I can cum every single time knowing I killed a bitch like you

Yours Truly,

Me

 

Creepy cowboy and the beer barn gang bang fest

Rape phone sex fantasies

Ride em cowboy, your a nasty fuck, an evil cowboy, treating me like you treat your cattle. Smacking, wipping, lashing out on me to follow your rules.  Bent over, legs spread far apart, you wanna ride my tight little asshole like you ride them horse. Saddle me up, harness my neck and arms, I’m your animal to train.

Electrical whips used  on horses are used to lash my bunghole, burning me up while your balls deep inside me. I’m screaming and moaning with each zap, almost taking me out, but that’s not enough for you. Like my uncle did to me, you tied me up in the barn. Arms above my head with nothing on but boots, You broughtyour friends to come join your sick barn beer fest gang bang.

One by one cocks are getting shoved inside me, I’m leaking with pleasure, bleeding in pain, this cowgirl getting worked, abused and violated right in front of you. Leg’s spread open, leaking bloody white thick goey cum, power punched fucked over and over. My tight wet cooter’s gaping, ready for your big throbbing last blow down. You always save me to unleash your god damn bursted busted beast.

Evil twisted fuck, pulling on my chains, choking me, making me gag while your cockhead smashes my cut up cervix. I can’t breathe or scream. Your face red, eyes beaming with sick pleasure, treated like a caged animal you smashed me to breed leaving me begging for more.