My friends and I got arrested for some peti theft. But got released because I know how to talk my self out of trouble. Well anyway, the cop was so hot. He is going to get his I thought right after he let me go. He came by myself a week later to give me my ID back. He was hitting on me the whole time. How could he arrest me then invite me out for lunch? So weird. He kept telling me I need better friends. Not knowing I am the bad influence. He gave me his address to come by and have lunch with him. I flirted and acted so fucking innocent. That’s the charm that gets me whatever I want. My babes and I ended up going to his house robbing him and pistol-whipped his ass. He had it coming. We tied him up and had some crazy torture sex right in front of his tied up ass.
Category: Evil phone sex
My New Love Is A Psychopath- My First Victim
Again it was a while since I heard from my new love. It’s always on his terms, which makes it exciting for me. I often fantasize about the day when he will finally make me one of his victims, I hadn’t known he had other plans. It was late when I had my door shut and I looked up from my bed to see him standing there. He was smiling and holding up a beautiful red dress which he laid on the bed and gave me a address. He left quickly afterwards. I got dressed and drove out to the address he had given me and I arrived at a dark abandoned looking barn. I could see a faint light flickering inside. I enter to see a man naked and tied down, his mouth stuffed not allowing him to scream. He saw me and attempted to thrash around, then I saw my love step out of shadows and quickly jam a needle into his neck. The man’s body relaxed but he was still breathing. My love spoke to me “I’m sorry, he was suppose to be behave. I told him your first time should be gentle, as hoping he could be awake for it”. I was confused then I realized what he wanted was for me to kill as he watched. I saw the man’s cock slightly erected and walked up towards him and grabbed it. Jerking it up and down with my hand. “Go on, get on top of him” my love edged me one. I climbed up on the table, letting my wet pussy slide down on this strange mans cock. I could feel him letting out shallow breath. “Take this, you know what to do” my love handed me a silver dagger. I saw it was engraved with my name with excitement I squeezed my pussy around the mans cock as I fucked him. I could feel myself about to cum so I dug the blade right into his chest. Cumming all over his cock as I felt the last bit of breaths leave his body.
Porcelain Snuff Doll
I could still feel this hard cock and cold blade all over my skin and inside me. I always played with dolls when I was younger, but I never thought I would be used as someone’s doll. A few of my friend on the cheerleading squad convinced me to use my fake id one more time this summer, and go to this rocker club. It was so not my scene, but it was an excuse to dressy slutty and drink. We arrive, and I can feel the stares we are getting. I guess we came on a night a metal band was playing, but the music wasn’t bad. The club was packed, and I lost my friends almost immediately. I said screw it and decided I was gonna have fun regardless. I danced like everyone around me, kind of just tossing my hair around. I noticed a guy staring at me. He was a huge man covered in tattoos, and he wore his hair long in dreads. He was kind of cute in an emo way, but the way he was staring at me made me squirm. I needed fresh air, but I will never forget the lyrics as I walked out the door, “you’ll still love me, dead or alive.” I walk out to the alley on the side of the club. Then I feel strong arms around me, and I feel a rough rag over my nose and mouth. When I breathe in I smell nothing but chemicals. Everything starts slowly slipping I try to scream but I can not manage to get any noise out. The whole world went black, and when I woke up I had no clue where I was. I took a minute to look around me, I could tell I was in an attic. The walls were a light pink, and I was surrounded by dolls. The dolls porcelain faces all seemed to be staring at me. I looked up and saw the man from the club. He asked if I would be his little doll for life. I screamed at the top of my lungs, only for him to slit my throat. The last words I heard was him telling my I would make a better doll without a heart beat. The last thing I felt was his cock going into the slit in my throat as it gushed blood.
Treated Like Trash
I’m a dirty fucking white slut, and I love to fuck black cocks black cocks can’t get enough of me either. I don’t care about black bitches those whores are not Queens to me. You fucking big butt big tit disgusting low-life trash bitches make me so upset. All those black bitches love to call me a horny little jealous trailer trash harlot, but I don’t care I’m still going to fuck your husbands and boyfriends and baby daddies. Black guys treat me like shit they fuck me and throw me around and beat me and I love it. I can’t help myself I’m just that kind of nasty fucking vicious whore. I let black men pee on me I beg them to spit in my face and wash my face off in the toilet. I love gang-rape fantasies with a bunch of big black cocks. All of you pretentious sluts that think you’re too good to get fucked by big black dicks, I want you to know that you’re missing out altogether. Black guys from the ghetto love to treat white girls like we’re trashy whores and I can’t get enough. I am a cheap whore, straight from the trailer trash territory, and my dad hates black guys. I love black guys so much that I bring them around my father and he gets so mad. I wear really really short skirts with no panties on in front of my dad, and I let my black boyfriend stick their dicks out in front of him. My dad says I’m so disrespectful I guess that’s why he ties me up and fucks me with his white fucking cock. Yes, I live a demented life because I’m a fucking blue-eyed devil and if you don’t like it you can suck my ass.
I Needed More
I went with this guy to his house last night to have some nasty brutal fucking. I told him I loved it rough and how I get so fucking wet when pain is inflicted on my sadistic body. He was a big strong black dude and I thought for sure he would be a horny sadistic mother fucker on my white slutty body and brutalize the fuck out of me. He was rough slapped me around a few times, gave me a few kicks, punched me and dragged me around by my hair but that was all he did. he didn’t even tear my flesh. I enjoyed the beating but all in all, it was pretty lame and rated G. I needed more I was no were satisfied. He was asleep next to me and I snuck out to his kitchen to find a nice sharp serrated knife. I snuck back in the room and stood by the edge of the bed. I took the knife and started cutting my fleshy tits as soon as I could feel the blood start to drip my cunt responded. My moans escaped my mouth loudly to only wake him up. He was shocked to see what I was doing to myself but that did not stop me from jumping on him. I gave him the knife and told him to start cutting away on my skanky body as I fucked the shit out of him.
Torture Sex of My Girl Parts
Torture sex is what he made me endure for hours. Sexual mutilation with a sadist was not what I signed up for. I met him online and we clicked. I never told him I was a submissive whore. I didn’t want him to think less of me. I try to have normal adult relationships even though I know I don’t deserve them. He was a poser. He was friends with Master and they set me up. I had to be punished for being a cheating slut and thinking I was worthy of a man’s affection. He drugged my drink and when I woke up, I was hanging from a beam naked with my clit tied up and puffy. My master was there assisting with an evil grin on his face. I knew that look and I was in trouble. Maybe enough snuff porn trouble. He threatens to kill me all the time. Somedays, I wish he would. It was hard to hold back the tears as I knew what was coming. I saw the torture instruments. He had on a table in front of me a blow torch, various knives, a taser and clamps. The thought of a blow torch to my clit made me piss myself. “See something you like Cassandra,” Master seethed as he touched the blow torch like he was reading my mind. He knows my fears. He lit it and laughed. His accomplice thought he was just taunting me. When Master actually melted my clit away, his partner puked and passed out from the grotesque image of my mutilated girl parts. The smell of burning flesh lingers in your nostrils for days. I was in shock from the pain. I puked, but didn’t pass out, which might have saved me. In Master’s eyes, I was tougher than his failed assistant. He turned the blow torch on his balls and dick and I was just grateful the focus was no longer on me.
Anything? Anything!
I can not go a single day without getting attacked or violated. I finally made cheer captain, so now it is my responsibility to collect donations for uniforms. Mostly it was just small businesses, and boring as hell. However, one of the donators was a big fancy office, and they made me talk to the owner. I waited in his office, but he never showed. His secretary told me he arranged instead for me and him to go on a dinner meeting. I thought it was super odd, but it got even weirder when she told me he was having a gown sent to my house. It was certainly not ordinary, but I worked so hard to be captain I had to be the best captain I could be. So, I got all dressed up in the beautiful black gown he sent me, and I headed to the address I was given. I expected it to be a nice restraint, but it was a huge house. I knock and a tall, slick man in a suit answered. He told me I was even more beautiful in person, and that he was impressed that I was early. He led me into a dining room fit for a mansion. We ate in silence, and he stared at me while I tried not to make eye contact. When we finished I watched as he wrote a check for $100,000, and I stared in utter shock. A donation like that would make me the best cheer captain the school has ever had. He told me it was mine if I told him he could do anything he wanted to me. I thought about it for a few minutes, but it was too much money to deny. So, reluctantly I agreed, and his eyes narrowed. He let out an animal like laugh, and told me to lay on the couch with my legs spread and knees bent like I was at the obgyn. He brought over a table with sharp rusty tools, and he told me to bite the pillow. He showed a scalpel into my pussy, and I screamed in pain. He used many other sharp tools all over my body some I didn’t even know the name of. When I could feel myself fading away he assured me he would mail the check to the school. Then he slit my throat, and laughed while I bled to death on his couch.
Ass Rape Porn For A Meth Head Whore
Dumb bitch was a piece of shit meth head and thought she was going to jack my place up and rip me off. She was a whore my brother brought around to a party. I come home to this whore -who broke my fucking window- rummaging through my shit. I was going to have a good time with this skank and torture sex is going to be fun. I start by ass rape porn style strap-on fucking this skank with my special dildo embedded with tiny razor blades. Slowly shredding her whore cunt and asshole going back and forth then shoving the gore shit blood and flesh encrusted fuck rod in her whore mouth. I loved shoving it deep down her throat as she bled out and ripping her mouth and throat up had her garbling and gurgling into asphyxiation on her blood.
Killer Phone Sex Fantasies Solve Your Problems
You can tell me your killer phone sex fantasies. I know they consume you like they do me. I talk with guys that have fantasies like mine. Sometimes I get to provide some sadistic therapy to men who have an annoying problem like a brat or a wife, maybe both. I spoke to a guy last week who wanted to get rid of his pregnant girlfriend, so he could have access to her little daughter without her cock blocking him. We hatched a plan to sell her and her unborn brat into slavery. He wanted her to be sold to someone violent and for the brat to be raised by a P man. He really didn’t like his girlfriend, which turned me the fuck on. Normally, once cargo is bought, I have no knowledge of what happens to it once I have been paid. I am on a need to know basis with several traffickers. I live in Texas, close to the Mexican border. Since no fucking wall has gone up yet, getting rid of folks is easy. Once cargo crosses the border, no one in the US cares anymore. That cargo can be shipped all over the world or left in Mexico. I talked to a few of my trafficker friends and found one who had buyers already in mind. He assured me the pretty woman would be hooked on smack and used in a Mexican brothel that is worse than Hell. And, he had a P man looking to raise a little girl as his own, so he could explore his rape fantasies daily with her tiny holes. Both girlfriend and unborn brat would have horrible lives. That made my friend’s dick super hard. I told him his girlfriend would eventually end up doing a live snuff porn because that is what happens to white whores who lose their sex appeal in Mexico. I even suggested his bad seed may suffer a similar fate once she grew out of her sex appeal to her P daddy. Another satisfied customer. What problem can I help you solve?
Torture Sex With Ivy
Torture sex always makes my cunt wet and tingly. I am very possessive of my man if I even see another bitch looking at him I will fuck her up. So you can just imagine how I felt when I saw our new neighbor. I’m sure the look on my face said it all. She is a little petite Asian chick with a fake boob job. She never has on a bra and her shorts are so short you can see her ass checks.
She is always waiving at you and yelling hi hi. You keep telling me that I am over reacting that she is not your type. You tell me that you would never cheat on me. You tell me that I misunderstand her intentions due to a cultural difference. But I know better I see the way she looks at you. You decide that the best way to handle this is to invite her over for dinner. I leave the room to get us a bottle of wine.
When I return that fucking little cunt is sitting on your lap. I drop the bottle of wine on the floor. It breaks and leaves shards of glass and red wine all over our hardwoods. I grab her by her long black hair and throw her to the floor. You are telling me to calm down. I tell you that if you really love me you have to prove it to me. I have my foot on her throat.
I tell her to open her mouth and suck your cock but she refuses. I tell you to hold her mouth open and I piss down her throat. I reach over and pick up a shard of glass off of the floor. I apply more pressure to her throat while I start slicing pieces of her tits off and feeding them to you.
I feel the life drain out of her body as I am slicing off her pussy lips. I put her bloody pussy lips into my mouth. I shove you onto the sofa. I slide your big hard cock into my hot wet pussy and start fucking you. As we are fucking I feed you her bloody pussy lips straight from my mouth into yours. As you shot your jizz in my pussy I whisper in your ear how much I love Asian food.