You had this look in your eye, and I knew bloody phone sex wasn’t the only thing you wanted. You needed to have me on my knees, begging for my life. You tried to hurt me in ways so brutal and wicked. I wanted to make you happy, so I allowed you to make it bloody. You wanted to be balls deep in me while you choked me and gutted me open. Your wish is my command, and I will do as you need of me. I have become such a slut and slave that I have forgotten life outside of the dungeon you have made my everyday life. I am forever your dumb, stupid slave. I will love nothing more than to die being your punching bag.
Category: Evil phone sex
Blasphemy Kidnapping Phone Sex Whore
My pussy is so wet at the haul I got for us to torture and tear apart! I burnt down a catholic orphanage and stole some of the brats. The best part is I have a couple of virgin nuns who need to denounce their religion! And of course, those fat little cunnies who think their deity is the only deity to worship. Virgin pussy and cock are so great! I have tried a few out I hope you don’t mind. Little boys will pray to anything if a hot mouth and wet pussy are around that cock. And the girls screamed so mercilessly. I just need a few big cocks so I can fill them with the only thing I will ever worship. Pain, torture, and cum! Cum runs the world and sweet forgotten brats are the perfect way to make sure I get what I want! I rather reign in hell because I orgasm to blood and dismemberment than to ever be pure! My lust is dark and your cock needs blasphemy sex only a snuff wore like I can give you!
Gangbang Rape Porn Sissy Slut Victim
I hate groveling fools, and especially hate ones that want to be like me. There’s a fucking trend of guys wanting to be sissy fags and it really makes me laugh, some of the images I see and all I can think about is how I can bank on this twisted shit, ya know a hot gangbang rape porn of some little pink girly dressed male in the wrong place. Like one of my favorite films Suburbia. It’s a punk flick of some great fucking bands and they squat at a house, do drugs, get drunk be fucking punks, ya know. Well, at a show some fucking dumb “Normal” blonde bitch is there dressed in a pink fucking prom dress or some shit. Well she could be the sissy and all the punks just go to town fantasy raping the dumb cunt as it was surely a wet dream of hers but she was terrorized and laughed at. That is kinda an awesome epitome of how I would see this Sissy faggot. In the middle of a mosh pit and getting gang banged and pounded by the grittiest of punks. In the middle of the show and the band even stops to watch her getting banged and being called a faggot while pissing in her face. I would be there instigating the guys to do more damage and finally go up to the bitch with a strap-on that was massive with a blade and give her fuck hole my all as I slit her throat.
I’m Always in a Sadistic Phone Sex Mood
I am always in a sadistic phone sex mood. I laugh when guys ask me if I have any limits. I have only one limit and that is I am never a sub or a victim. I can’t even pretend to be a victim. It is not how I was born. I am a bitch in charge, or I am your accomplice. No in between. I got a call last night from a guy who wanted to hunt and kill me. He wanted me to act scared. I could only act sarcastic. He wouldn’t take no for an answer. He spammed my phone for an hour, which is never the way to get me to do a call with you. I was pissed to start when I agreed to do his call. He didn’t exactly get the call he wanted because the hunter became the hunted. I warned him. Some small-minded idiots think that they call the shots because they are paying. Maybe with a site other than a snuff sex site lol. I ended up killing my caller, castrating him for my amusement too, but he came so hard. I think he was just testing me. To see if I am a greedy whore pretending to be a sadistic for money or if I am really an evil bitch. I really am an evil bitch with no moral compass. This is your one and warning.
Home invasion phone sex
I thought it was just going to be Home invasion phone sex, I didn’t think he would actually use my personal information I gave him (without thinking because I’m a dumb fucking bitch). I woke up in the middle of the night with a knife to my throat and a hand over my mouth. I didn’t even have a chance to scream before he was stuffing a few pairs of my panties into my mouth and throat. I was struggling, fighting him as much as I dared with him having that knife. He punched me over and over in my head and I got knocked out, when I woke up I was naked and tied up with my arms above my head, and my legs wide open and exposed. He was watching me, waiting for me to wake up because my fear and pain is what truly turns him on. I tried to scream as he mounted me, he pushed the knife against my throat and cut a little bit of me making me quiet down and whimper with tears in my eyes. “You’re one dumb fucking whore, and I’m going to show you what you were made for” He forced his cock into my pussy, fucking me hard and fast as he degraded me, spit on my face and slapped me around. When I thought he was done he switched to my ass. Making it rip on his cock with no lube. I was hysterical, covered in cum and begging thru the gag in my mouth as he made a call to his friends to come and join in on the fun. He took the gag out and shoved his cock down my throat before I could say anything he was screaming that I was going to die on his cock, die choking on his dick. And as I started to blackout he squeezed my throat tighter and tighter. I was thinking, maybe he was right. Maybe this is the end.
I was Turned by a Vampire
I was turned last night. Last night was a night that I’ll live eons and remember. I am a different kind of woman now I am a better version of myself in every single way. I live in a town where there is a rumor going around about a particular wealthy dark, handsome stranger. He has a cold demeanor, to say the least. The man’s name is Mr. Finkel, and the rumor is that he is a vampire. I hardly ever see him out, especially in the daytime I’ve only really seen him out at night. I thought the townspeople we’re acting like stupid Dark Ages imbeciles. I’m not frightened of dark, handsome strangers with loads of money. Mr. Finkel lives in a mansion right on a property that overlooks the town. I think everyone is jealous or at least that’s what I thought anyway. The townspeople decided that I should go and find out if Mr. Finkel was, in fact, a vampire because I wasn’t afraid. Everyone got together for a meeting and told me that I have to be the one I didn’t think about it before, but now I know it was because I’m also the town cum-dumpster whore. All of the women hated me because I fucked all of their husbands. I feel like if their husbands and boyfriends love them, they would have been able to resist my sexual charm, but they weren’t able to resist, so did they love them?
I have slept with over half of the townsmen single married and a few gay guys too. What can I say I love sucking cock. I love wrapping my lips around a big fat hard cock rod. I love getting my asshole fucked, and I love being treated like a slut. Those women we’re more than happy for me to go up there in that big ass Mansion because they thought that I would get killed and they thought that the vampire would devour me and I would be out of their hair. I went up to Mr. Finkle’s mansion. Mr. Finkel had this gnarly doorman that looked like something out of a scary movie, but I didn’t care he probably had a huge dick. I told Mr. Finkel that the town wanted me to come up to his beautiful home and see if he were interested and coming out and assembling with the people he looked at me and smiled with that charming smile it was gorgeous and his eyes were spellbinding. Mr. Finkel said that he really didn’t like going out and assembling with anyone because he has critical work in his colossal abode. Mr. Finkel walk behind me ran his hand across my back, and then he turned me around he looked in my eyes, and he captured me. I was a submissive slave in the moment I couldn’t move my body was in a trance as well as my mind. Mr. Finkel ran his hands up to my breast; he squeezed my nipple. I let him do whatever he wanted. I was captured my pussy was soaking wet my body was ready to allow this creature to do whatever he wanted. He whispered in my ear the townspeople are correct I am a vampire and I’m going to turn you. I guess I would have screamed if I was in a reasonable understanding, but there was no reason to this insanity it was beyond reason. Mr. Finkel tore my shirt off seem like with his finger he took my bra and cut it with his long sharp fingernail. He smiled at me, and I saw his fangs, but I wasn’t afraid I couldn’t be I was in a trance. Last night I was fucked by a vampire, and it was the best sex ever. Now I’m a vampire too, and I hunger for sex even more than I did before. I hunger for cock my Hunger so deeply I want to suck balls, and I want to dig my tongue inside of an innocent virgin pussy and make it squirt everywhere. I want to suck the juices of come from a big hard cock, and all of that is because of Mr. Finkel and what he’s giving me.
I couldn’t let him live
I was redecorating my apartment when I noticed a little red blinking light in the corner behind a bookcase I just moved. Upon further inspection I found several other little blinking lights in several rooms so I was pissed. I acted natural tho, like I hadn’t seen a thing, it was obvious that the old pervert that owns this building was filming me and probably several others what a massive invasion of my privacy! I do a lot of sick shit here I don’t need some pervert filming it what if he went to the police? I had to lure him in so I dressed up all sexy and called him to come and fix my sink. It was obvious that he had been checking the cameras before he came over, he looked like a mix of excited and nervous like he loved my outfit but was scared that I was on to him. I poured him a drink, drugged of course, and when he passed out I tied him to my bed and went off to his apartment to find all his tapes. Little bastard had everything right out in the open too it was easy to destroy everything and make sure that no one would ever be able to see into my house again. Then I went back to my place and killed that stupid little fuck slowly, dragged him back to his place and lit it all on fire. I knew the fire wouldn’t spread beyond his apartment it was a tidy little clean up of a very big problem.
My One and Only Snuff Porn
He told me I could be the next great snuff porn star. He wanted to audition me personally. He asked me if I had been an actress before. My only acting experience is on the phone. As a phone sex slut, I have been many things to many different men. I was stupid to believe he was a director and I was the next Marilyn Monroe. I honestly thought this guy wanted me for fetish movies. I have a long resume of fetish modeling. I thought he wanted to make some fetish porn with me as the star. He just wanted me for his private 8MM film. It would be my one and only film. I agreed to a casting couch audition thinking he was legit. The moment I was naked, his hands were around my throat. A camera dangled above my head catching the struggle. He was killing me himself for a homemade snuff sex film. I wondered how many other pretty ingenues fell for his line. Was I the first? Was I special in that I was the only one? I fought as long as I could, even scratching his flesh until he bled. But in the end, he was right. I was born to make a snuff film. One glorious snuff movie.
Mutilation Phone Sex
I found a two stupid whore and I’m thinking of ways I could torture her for the video I’m making. I want a video that is a compilation of the different whores I’ve tortured and killed this year. So far I haven’t gotten as many as I would like. This one got lucky that I didn’t have all of my usual tools with me.She was easy enough to abduct. I told her we could do a few lines of coke and fool around and she came right to my hotel room.Sluts will do anything for a buzz. I started by handcuffing and gagging her. She thought we were going to hook up, but I had other plans. I took her into the bathroom and hog tied her like the nasty animal she is. I didn’t have a strap on to fuck her with, so I plugged in an old curling iron and let it get red hot. The smell of burnt flesh filled the room as I shoved the red hot iron deep in her pussy. She tried to scream but the gag muffled the sound. I couldn’t wait to really mess this bitch up, I was just getting started.
Knife Play Phone Sex
There are a 1000 different ways knife phone sex calls can go. My knife is my BFF. I have way more than a hundred knives too. I have a knife collection so vast that it would put me on the FBI’s radar. I find that a knife can be a quick death or a slow and painful one. I can scar you or kill you. I can disfigure you or castrate you. I can kill you any way I want with a knife. Stab you in the heart. Slit your throat. Gut you like a pig. Exsanguinate you. I can stab you in the ass or cunt and make you bleed out. I can castrate you and make you bleed out. I can kill you with a thousand cuts or just one very precise cut. My knives don’t disappoint me like the human race does. Now I can kill you with my knives or if you are my accomplice, we can kill a victim of your choice. My blades enjoy tender age flesh or tough old flesh equally. A gun kills instantly but a knife allows you to enjoy the torture sex. I ever need to worry about a knife jamming up, locking or being out of bullets either. I don’t care what your weapon of choice is because when you are with me, we are hunting and killing with very sharp blades.