Category: Evil phone sex

Wet Murder phone sex fantasies

murder phone sex Murder phone sex fantasies had me luring two little sisters.

Down in the basement things were getting heated and wet! Alexa, dim the lights.” “Setting lights to; Demonic.” The red lights blazed around me. I started to laugh.

The pair of sweet young bunny wabbits I had trussed up on my playroom table started to cry.

I was in Hell, and these little morsels were about to be as well.

“Please don’t hurt us!” The oldest of my prey cried out. I backhanded her. She could watch her sister go first, since she wanted to be so brave. I snatched up the little one, and put her down a hole in my floor.

She fell; her leg snapped. She screamed as I flooded her chamber with lights, pulling the viewing screen down for my little snack. “Alexa, fill the tub.” “Filling the tub.” Water started to flood the chamber.

I kissed my sweet tiny jane doe roughly. “I hope your sister can swim.” We spent an hour watching the room slowly fill up, terrifying both of my little treats. I was finger fucking mine, edging her.

I wanted her to beg me to let her cum before I tortured her for the next three days. Then, I’d be waiting for her to beg me to kill her. But She would be staring in gangbang rape porn first! I’m sure some men would love to get that dick wet with a tight little forbidden cunt! 

Waiting For Punishment

Kidnapping phone sexAfter having my first taste of draining the life from another I felt excited alive, but more importantly filled with fear. I knew it wouldn’t be long before my master found out I went rogue. Killing without permission or as an offering for the dark one. He was furious, but he didn’t let me know right away. He let me feel that I had gotten away with it, that maybe I wasn’t so sloppy after all. He lured me right into the trap, while I didn’t even give it a second thought. Master wanted to show off his new space. He had brought a new property with spacious land surrounding it, not a neighbor for miles. With it an underground level only accessible by using a special code through a door he had hidden behind a wall filled with bookshelves. This floor had all the amenities one could possibly need, nothing about it was scary or suspicious. A bed, a bathroom, even a little entertainment area. A small kitchen, I thought nothing of it when he shut the door and left me down there. Until the tv turned on and started playing a video from me that night with my victim, edited personally by him. Complete with commentary and a special message to go into the last room. I opened the door and walked into a dark room, filled with tools, a few tables, chains, and a cage in the middle of the room. A note on the cage told me to enter and be a good girl, it was time for me to serve my time. He’ll come get me when he’s ready. Now I wait to find out what he has planned for me.

Snuff Sex is what I love

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I tried to be all prim and proper, but in reality, I’m a wicked slut. I love snuff sex, and that’s the only thing I want. I am not into guys being all sweet and loving. I want rough sex and love pain and pleasure. It goes hand in hand with me. I want to feel you rip my holes up and stuff me deep. I can’t get enough of torture and inflicting pain. I want to dedicate my time to finding the perfect girl and snuffing her out with my lover. I like using girls. I am notorious for befriending them and turning on them for my pleasure. I want to strike when they least expect it and show them I’m a dominant boss bitch that will fuck them and have them crying in agony. I love to use fire and burn their pretty faces off while my sadistic helper watches and strokes his erected cock. The screams and pleads make addicted to more.

 

Domination Phone Sex for Coke

domination phone sexDomination phone sex is what I need. I am not a good bitch. I get it. I have always been a wild girl. I party and I do not listen. Sober, I understand that I need to be grateful for my medicine. High, I become a greedy bitch. I hate going to my stepson for coke. He makes me go through a lot of hoops to get high. But when I am desperate, I know I can trade my dignity for coke. No one makes me work for it like my stepson. I went to his place Sunday to beg. If I text him or just show up, he knows why. When I arrived he had a group of men over. I knew that was not a good sign. He tossed me a collar and told me to get naked. When I came back, he put a chain on my collar and walked me around to each guy. I had to drink their piss. I was not even high yet. I did not want to drink piss. But I wanted my coke, so I acted like I was drinking champagne. The guys started fucking me. Fucking my ass and mouth. I had to bark like a dog, oink like a pig and drink cum out of bowls on the floor. I had to lick assholes and drink piss. And once the men fucked my asshole, I had to drink the cum that ran out of my asshole too. It was degrading and humiliating, but I am a taboo phone sex whore, so nothing new. My stepson and his friends loved every moment of using me. My ass hole is sore. I have handprints on my ass in the form of bruises. They choked me too. But once again, worth it to get my coke.

Sadistic Phone Sex Victim

We all have a calling. For me it’s to be that Bimbo pain slut sadistic phone sex victim. I’m enthusiastic, excited, wet, and horny when I see a brawny sadistic male. I just want him to use me in every way possible. I want to be broken, and to be the whore that fuels his rape fantasies.

I am a complete fucking worthless piece of sweet fuck meat barbie ass whore for some lucky sadistic man. You can make me the bloodied up, cum covered, sliced up whore of your dreams if you want. You need to use me as you cum slut fuck doll. Slice me up, fuck my neck hole and I can call you daddy and beg you to use my decapitated head as your pleasure sleeve. I want that daddy. You can murder me and fuck me until my corpse rots.

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Meat Grinder

The curved steel blade of the axe felt cool and soothing against the burning lips of my sore cunt!Snuff Porn

The giant cock that just fucked me left me bruised and swollen, bloody and burning!

My hands tied above my head were the only thing keeping my body from being split in half as they were tied and suspended from a rusty steel hook.

I screamed and cried, pleading for my life while I was being ripped apart by the beast like cock that punished my pulverized pussy, but now, with just a tiny shred of life left, death would be a soothing comfort!

The blade of the axe, on some sort of thrusting machine, slides back and forth between what remains of my once tender pussy lips.

Moving from front to back, it teases my clit and I can’t help but feel a slight tingle and twitch!

The stench of cum and piss fills the dark room and I can’t help but start to slide my hips back and forth as if that blade were the last fuckable cock in the world!

I didn’t feel the soft tissue of my mutilated cunt tear at first, as my hips began to grind down, needing to feel the hard steel pushing deep into my cunt!

I didn’t realize until it was too late, that my own need to have my cunt fucked would bring me to my demise!

It wasn’t until my body blasted it’s final orgasm, pushing every drop of fluid from my bloody twitching cunt as if it was giving birth!

My skin, guts, intestines, my womb, still swinging in the dark as the last drop of cum and the last breath of life simultaneously left my body.

Sex with Dead Bodies in the Morgue

sex with dead bodiesMy last date sent me to the ER. I am not a free woman yet, but I get on Fet Life and meet guys. I like bad boys. It is my curse. While I was at the hospital, I met another guy with a dark side. So dark, he took me to the morgue for sex with dead bodies. I did not go willingly. I thought he was a nurse coming in to set my cast on my arm. He told me we had to go to the basement for that. He wheeled me into the morgue. I knew we were there too. I could smell it. I felt sick and demanded to know what was going on. He slapped me across the face so hard I bit my lip. This was not a chance encounter. He was there as a warning from the guy who sent me to the ER. He pulled out the fresh corpse of a young blonde and fucked her while I watched. He made sure I knew that if I talked to the cops like this girl did, he would be fucking my dead body too. I am a kinky girl. I like pain, but I do not really want to die. I promised I would not say a word. I never do. Men beat me all the time and I say I fell if I end up in the ER. I did not want to be in the morgue any longer. I pleaded to go back to my room. He fucked a few more dead girls to make sure I understood my fate if I spoke to the police. Then he made me an accomplice by forcing me to lick his cum out of a dead girl’s cunt. Her skin was like ice to the touch. The smell of formaldehyde made me want to puke. I held it back and licked away the all his DNA that the dead girl’s cunt had in it. I got a cast on my arm, kept my mouth shut and lived to fuck another day.

Taboo Fun On The Deep Dark Web

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So, when I am bored and daddy gives me permission to play, I log onto the dark web to a website where guys pay me to show them my beautiful, hot sexy body and any other naughty, evil stuff they have in mind. Sometimes they have a person with them, and we torture them together. I haven’t been on in a while, so my requests were blowing up. I was reading through the list and this one caught my attention. He had a passed-out cunt with him and wanted to off her. Bingo, that was my first. I sent him a hefty invoice and waited for my CashApp to ding. I got all set up and dialed his digits. He wasn’t a bad looking guy and the girl was passed out, but I couldn’t see her face. No worries didn’t care. He pulled out his dick and asked me to get him hard and make him cum. Dude, I could do this in my sleep. I stood up, undressed and shoved my nice, bald, fat pussy as close to the webcam as possible.I stepped back and dude was rock hard. I sat down, spread my legs wide and rubbing my clit until it was nice and hard. Then I and squirted my cum all over the lens. Dude blew the biggest load. He then asked if he paid more could I help him off his friend. Damn right I can do that. He deposited more money and we got to business. I told him to spread her legs wide and start fingering that pussy. He did and the passed-out girl started to moan. I told him to bring her close to climax and then stop and smack her pussy hard. He did this a few times and I tell you I was turned on again. I told him to get a nice sharp knife and bring her to climax and then slit the sluts throat. He did exactly what he was told. My god the power of my pussy over a man is incredible. After he slit her throat her head fell forward and I fucking orgasmed again. Now on to the next caller.

Torture Sex and Any Fantasy You Want

torture sexHe called me for torture sex. Not for him, but his little niece who gives him daddy boners when she smiles. I prefer to torture and kill in real life, but I know that is not always realistic or safe. Sometimes, a hot nasty fantasy call takes care of that itch. I enjoy snuff calls. No one is off limits to me. I do not care how young or old someone might be, I will kill them with you or for you. I have no regard for human life. I hate everybody. I have never enjoyed social gatherings or felt the need to have friends. The only family member I loved was my grandpa on my dad’s side and he has been dead a decade. I am a serial killer with no MO. That is how I never get caught. I have no pattern. Sometimes I kill for fun. Sometimes, I kill for hire. Sometimes I kill because the person annoys the fuck out of me. I have no pattern and many motives and that is how I stay an undetected serial killer. I do enjoy helping you with your dark desires though like fucking and killing your little cock teasing niece. Most folks are born with a conscious or an uncontrollable desire to not be arrested. I have nothing to lose which means I can risk everything. I can even take the risk for you. Tell me who you want to star in our snuff porn and lets make it happen.

Spit Roasting Pigs – Snuff Porn

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If there is one thing I hate, it’s a twisted fucking cop. I can’t stand a lying slab of bacon who uses their position of power abusively. I take great pleasure in sorting them out, these nasty spiral hams. In truth, I love to cook, and pig is one of my favorite animals to slow roast. I promise I nab at least one filthy fucker a week. I have a huge oven in my basement, for spit roasting large animals; cow, pig, goat, cop, you name it.

The neighbors always get excited when they smell the fat bubbling and crisping away, drifting up the chimney stacks. It makes me wet to hear their dying screams as I slowly cook their crooked little brains alive.

They beg for their lives, but so did the people BLM march for, and some couldn’t like Miss Breonna Taylor! This one was for her, specifically. I made sure to oil him up, inside and out. He cried when I made his little anal fuck hole bleed. Now, half the iron spit was inserted deep inside him, turning him over the roaring fire.

He was pleading, and I was only getting wetter as I prepped a big vat of my own home made BBQ sauce for the shredded pork I had slow roasting. I figured I may as well feed the bitches in blue while they search for their missing comrade.

His screams as his skin crackled and split, the juices hissing down into the fire, fueled me. I had to pause my cooking process just to masturbate this evil pussy. I put the “hot” in psychotic; ten minutes alone with me will tell you that. I love having a sexy little accomplice for these things, but I find I often get too excited and butcher my little helper too.