I joined an escort service the other night that caters to Rape phone sex fantasies and it’s been full of weird perverts. I think one is a serial killer and he has his eye on me. Like he literally is always staring at me like a side of meat when I attend the Parties. These parties of the Escort services owner are always extravagant and showing off the newest merchandise for their lavish taboo desires. I essentially am a side of meat at these meat market parties. They are sexual perverts with darker needs and I was recruited to be just a fuck doll for snuff movies. The owner always sent a dress to my apartment for the gigs. They are always quality and extremely revealing. The perfect presentation for his multi-million dollar business. These extreme guys pay good money and usually have extravagant bank accounts to meet their play requirements. I am just a side of meat to be fucked and abused. The cost these guys pay includes corpse removal. They think of everything. They have their own shark tank that they need to feed. I am just one of hundreds that have walked through the doors f this fantasy world only to never come out alive.
Category: Evil phone sex
Taboo Spousal Torture
Taboo phone sex is one of life’s little pleasures, like somebody’s dying breath, or watching the light go out of someone’s eyes, or even the last echoing beat of a heart. You know, the little stuff. Now I greatly enjoy living comfortably, but this economy is so shitty that I have only a few ways that I accomplish that. One of those is by marrying quickly, and killing slowly. There’s nothing that I love more than torturing a spouse to hell. I don’t mean that in a little cutie way, like getting on their nerves. I mean skinning them alive, disemboweling them, leaving them for starving rats to finish off. I literally mean torturing them to hell.
I always pull out their fingernails first, pluck out their hair so their skin is raw. Then, I take my favorite Louisville Slugger, play the xylophone on the rib cage. Oh there screams are music to my sweet sadistic little ears. If I’m still feeling exceptionally twisted, I’ll skin them slower than I normally would, cutting off a pinky here, or a thumb there. And spraying them down and some orange juice, just a gentle acid. The sugar from the orange juice attracts the Flies, the flies lay their maggots on their skinless bodies, burrowing into their flesh.
I wish I could continue telling the story, but unfortunately I have a wet little problem in my princess parts but talking so sadistically has brought to life. Better go masturbate myself, but hopefully it’s you getting me off after a kill next time.
Evil phone sex slut
I love when I get the more evil phone sex calls, from callers who really know how to get me off! I have my favorites. My very special, twisted callers who love to torture me and make me cum at the same time. My first call of the evening was from a guy I’ll refer to as Master. Every time he calls, my slut pussy gets so wet thinking about all of the sick and fucked up things I want him to do to me. I have so many sharp knives and spiked toys that I use to mutilate my slutty holes for Master. I slam my pussy down on my studded dildo and rip it open for him so that I can finger my clit with the blood. Right as I’m about to cum, I take a knife and make deep slits in my inner thigh. I rip pieces of my skin off as he force fucks my shit hole. I beg him to end my pathetic life as he shoots his hot cum all over my bloody, destroyed mess of a body. These are the calls that get my panties soaked. I want so bad to meet a guy who isn’t afraid to take me out and end it for me.
Evil Phone Sex Sadistic Slut Gray
Nothing I despise more than a useless coward belligerent fuck. The other night at the strip club my girlfriend works at, this weasel fuck was all trying to touch and grab at her and wasn’t keeping his fucking mask on. She started ripping on the piece of shit and the guards pulled him out. He was thrust onto the street like garbage and that was what he deserved. I was feeling rather shameless and my stomach was really upset from eating a burger earlier. I had to excuse myself from the club as I had a wretched case on uncontrollable farting. I saw the piece of shit laying on the sidewalk and fumbling around in his drugged out drunkin haze I decided I had to do something. He was disgusting me. I sat on his face after pulling my panties down and farted a good five mins on his pathetic face. I smothered him with my gas and laughed about it the whole time as I explained to him that this is exactly what he deserves. As I got up and he was in worst condition, and my friend Val was coming out to see what I was up to. She knew it was me out there torturing some loose nut. I invited her to join in on the ball busting. Trampling his balls was the second best part of the night for me.
Snuff Porn Fixations
In the black of night I still hear her screams as she becomes the latest snuff porn victim added to my wall of little whores! She is barely breathing and blood coats her body like a thin sheen of sweat. I never stop to be remorseful, as my pulse quickens. Every little fuck hole has been ripped open and I cleaned the cum from her already and smoothened her in her own blood but still she looks delightful and tasty! She looked dead for the finale of our kill movie but she is still holding on. Her body is almost lifeless and I can barely see the movement of her chest as she takes shallow breaths. One of those rare fighters that just won’t die, and credit is due. I have inflicted more pain then most young mortals can stand and Yet still she hangs on to her pathetic little life. Blood pools on the Grassy top of her parents grave. I need to taste a heart that’s still beating. I say a prayer to the Dark God to thank him for my feats and to tell him another soul has been claimed! I hope she frolics with the demons and as I tear into the beating flesh of her heart her eyes open and I know she can see right in my dark heart!
You don’t wanna help me? Guess you’ll die
I am a strong woman, I don’t take shit from anyone and I rarely ask for help ever so when I do I expect to be helped. Well, there I was with a few of my associates after a satisfying kill session and because they were all men they all just kind of expected me to clean up. Look I love blood, I want to run it into my skin and drink it down and fuck in a puddle of it but when playtime is over I am not the fucking maid. I told the three of them that I needed their help to clean up the mess we all made, that little girl bled a lot after being force fucked by us all. Two of the three of them saw the look on my face and knowing that I am not the bitch to fuck with, they came over to help me wrap the body up so that we could transport it. The third asshole just stood there with a cocky grin on his face and said that he didn’t do women’s work. I’ll admit it, I lost control of my rage when he said that. All I could see was red and all I wanted was to kill him. I jumped on that fucking asshole with my knife in my hand and stabbed him over and over in a rage fueled lust and I didn’t stop until he was quite dead. No one disrespects me like that and lives…
Taboo Phone Sex Whore Gets a Shock
I thought as a taboo phone sex whore I was shock proof. I went into a BDSM club for the first time since February. My favorite little underground fetish club opened back up. I got a call last night that there was a male patron requesting me. I had no clue it was open again. I put on some slutty clothes and rushed down to have some overdue fun. I was escorted to a private room blindfolded per my patron’s request. He wanted to play a game. He skull fucked me and I was clueless who he was, honestly. He spoke. The voice was vaguely familiar, but I was not placing it. I did not care. I was just happy to be back in the BDSM game again. After a few hours of skull and ass fucking, he removed my blindfold. I almost puked when I saw my father. I had not seen him in decades. I tried to forget his evil face, but it is permanently etched in my brain. “Hello, dear Cassie,” he seethed. I peed myself. I ran away from home when I was a young teen girl. Never looked back, either. Honestly, I assumed my dad was dead. I have not heard from him. I did change my last name to make it harder to find me. I figured he died or just got himself a new little whore to abuse. I am in my 30s now. That is a few decades too old for dear old dad. He punched me in the face. The blood dripping down my face was lube as he skull fucked me some more. He choked me while his cock was in my throat. Daddy was never small. And even in his late 50’s his dick was just as hard. When I could, I screamed for help. Before security came, daddy was gone out a back exit. Next time, I may not be so lucky. He knows I am alive. He knows my name. He knows the city I live in. It is just a matter of time before I star in a snuff porn for dear old dad. My last one.
Fuck Them And Slit Them
You know what I like to do? Bring a father and daughter duo back for some fun. Nothing gets my pussy wetter than watching daddy have his way with a tight bald twat while her father looks on in distress. But while he is screaming and crying, I make sure to join in the fun too. He is already restrained so I just remove those pants and boxers and start blowing him. He can’t help but get hard and the more worked up he is at daddy tearing up that little girl pussy the deeper I take him. I fuck him with my face nice and hard bringing him completely to climax. I let his cum drip from my face as I walk over to his little girl and open her mouth and let her daddy’s cum fall into her mouth. The tears and the fear always make me wet. When daddy has destroyed that pussy, he rolls her over and pounds her tight little ass. It is about that time that I get her daddy hard again and wrap my legs around him and fuck him. Of course, after we have had our fun and they have given up the fight they are of no use to us anymore. We slit those throats and watch as they bleed out and take their last breaths. It really is a fucking hot time.
Snuff Sex With a Dumb Snuff Cunt
Of course, I have done snuff role-plays and that gets me off SO much, but what I really want someday is to have actual snuff sex. Yes, I know that it means I’d be dead afterward, but my God, isn’t that such a delicious way to leave this world? I mean, to a submissive whore like me, it’s the most amazingly intimate way to submit to a Master. It’s the ultimate way of giving up control and my pussy is throbbing and soaking wet right now just thinking about it. Did your cock get hard when reading this? If so, you really should call me.
I wonder how you’ll snuff me out? Of course, I have my own ideas of how I’d like it to go, but I want to know what you want, Sir. If I am fortunate, then our fantasies will line up and we will both get what we desire. Of course, what you want always comes first. I am just a lowly subbie slut and I know that’s how I’ll be treated. So whether you put your hands around my throat and choke the life of me or you choose something more bloody and violent, I’m ready to give everything to you.
Snuff Sex Fantasy Cum True
It was a snuff sex getaway. I planned it. I was going away to my cabin in the woods with a man I met in a sadistic room. Redditt has a dark fantasies room and we met there. His niece is precocious for her age. A total little slut despite being a schoolgirl still. I hatched a plan. He wanted to fuck her more than anything. He told me enough details that I was able to arrange a special surprise for him. One that would take all suspicion off him when she turned up missing. I arranged everything without his knowledge. When we arrived at the cabin, his surprise was naked and tied spread eagle to the bed. She was still passed out from the drugs I gave her. I wanted her to wake up and see her uncle. The expression on his face was priceless. The hard dick in his pants was too. I mean, if I offered you your darkest fantasy with none of the risk, would you do what you always wanted to do? Think about it. Your rape phone sex fantasies cum true. My male friend was so happy. He never asked me a single question. He just pulled his cock out and started fucking his super young niece. She bled. She cried. She got fucked. She died too. She knew him. He was rough enough on her holes that there would be no logical reason for her to have so much damage to her little pussy and ass. She would tell her folks and my friend would be public enemy number one without a doubt. I told him he did not have to be gentle because I would get rid of her little body. He fucked her for hours until his sister texted him that she was missing. While he was helping search for his niece, I was getting rid of her remains so she would never be found again. I am a great friend. I am the best accomplice phone sex partner.