“Bitch, I’ve been calling your fucking phone all day. Why didn’t you answer?”, he yelled.
I checked my phone and saw that I had missed 6 calls from my man. The ringer was off and he was furious. He walked towards me with hate in his eyes. Fear raced through my body. What was he going… His hands grabbed my neck and squeezes. I grabbed at his fingers trying to pry them away from my neck, but he’s too strong. Tears fall down my face. His eyes are so dark and filled with rage, and he squeezes harder. Was this it? Is this the way I die? Those were my last thoughts as I drifted into the darkness.
I woke up on my stomach in pain. My man was raping me, his cock buried deep in my ass. He pounded my ass hard, and I felt like he was ripping me apart. I cried out in pain but he keeps going. Me being in pain makes him hard and horny. My cries turn him on. He loves it when I plead for him to stop. He grabs my neck and squeezes some more, he likes it when I’m passed out. One day I won’t pass out, I’ll pass away.
Category: Evil phone sex
Six Missed Calls
Anal Force Fucking A Youngster
Master and I have been plotting a really evil scheme that we have been wanting to act out and finally, last night, we were able to make it come to fruition! We went to the local park and abducted a youngster off of the playground. He was scared and crying for his parents as we transported him back to our underground dungeon. I couldn’t help but laugh at how terrified he was, it was turning me on to see him squirm in agony! Once we arrived back to the dungeon, Master had me put a ski mask over his face. There were no holes cut out of it so it really made it hard for the boy to breathe. I tied his hands behind his back and put both of his feet into a stretching device, spreading his legs open as wide as they could spread for me! Master buckled a huge cock strap-on on to my waist and told me to fuck the boy as hard and as fast as I could until he passed out from the pain. I savagely beat his tight little asshole with my thick cock, ripping him open and making him bleed! He was making moaning and groaning noises but they were muffled sounding through his ski mask. It didn’t take long for the boy to turn limp, and Master told me to stop. We took the ski mask off of him and he had died from asphyxiation. We threw his body into a cremation oven that we have down in the dungeon. He was burned to ashes, never to be seen or heard from again. Master and I kicked back and enjoyed some celebratory cocktails together on the couch after our dirty work was done!
Hunted
Freezing rain came down as I ran through the unfamiliar woods in hopes of finding a road or somewhere to hide. It stung my bare skin at first, but now I had been naked out here for so long that I was numb. My feet, raw and bloody, throbbed as I wiggled my way under a small under a tree root. Squishing through the icy mud, twigs stabbed into me, but I didn’t care. The man was hunting me. He left me in the woods and told me to run. After narrowly escaping arrows, axes, and the clutches of this evil man, I was tired! I needed to rest. I shivered in the hollow for a while before I heard him approaching. I tried not to breathe, but he grabbed my foot, trying to drag me out. I was able to wriggle free and escape out the other side of the hollow. My feet couldn’t carry me any faster, pounding through the mud. Through my tears and sobs, I heard the cackling of a wild man, not far behind. A piercing pain struck my thigh and sent me tumbling. He got me with an arrow. Unable to run, I found no use in trying to escape anymore. He stood over me, taking off his pants. His cock, hard from the thrill of the chase, tore into my muddy cunt. His rough hands strangled me as he raped me. Then everything went black.
I’m going to cum from this eventually…ending
After we broke her hip joints from jumping on her knees my ex started to randomly cut up and dismantle her. The head came off first and he sat and stared at it for a while, then suddenly started to skull fuck the head. I had heard the term before but haven’t seen it in the flesh.
He looked directly at me while he was doing his skull fucking and said to me…”I’m going to cum from this eventually.” And let out the most horrific laugh I have ever heard. I began to shake from all out realization that this was really happening. At first it felt like a dream or haze, not real…but it is very real and I don’t know what to do. I am frozen with fear. He shoots a load into the skulls mouth and then turns it around and hands it to me. Even more frozen I can’t take it from his hands and drop it. As it hits the floor the cum splatters out onto the floor and my ex looks at me and with the most insidious look, turns…grabs a large machete and cuts the body down the middle and says “My cum was going to be your lunch, now it’s guts. Enjoy.”
The Drowning
“I didn’t mean to do it. It was an accident. He’s going to kill me”, were the terrifying thoughts I repeated over and over again in my head. I had burnt dinner again. And my man would be home in a few minutes. I’ve begged for him to talk to our landlord about that stupid stove, it hasn’t worked right for weeks now. And if I talk to the landlord that’s another reason for him to beat my ass. I hear his keys unlocking the three bolt locks he keeps on the door to keep me a prisoner in my own home. I cower in the corner because I know I’m in trouble. You can smell the burnt meal and the house is filled with smoke. The door opens…
“Bitch, you burnt my meal again!”, he yells walking towards me.
He grabs me by my hair, dragging me toward the bathroom. He makes me sit next to the tub as he fills it with water. I’m so scared, I want to run but I can’t move. He’s not saying anything and it’s terrifying. He’s sitting on the toilet calmly smoking a cigarette not saying anything but his eyes are filled with hate and disgust. He flicks the cigarette into the toilet, turns the water off. Then he attacks..gripping my hair he dunks my head into the water. He holds me under and it feels like forever. I try to fight back but he’s so strong. I fight to lift my head up but he holds me under. Right when I feel like I’m going to die he lifts my head out of the water, I gasp for oxygen and my lungs are burning painfully. I don’t get much air before he dunks my head back under. He repeats this horrific torture over and over again. And he doesn’t say a word the entire time. During the brief moments he allows me to have air I’m so busy gasping for it, I can’t even beg him to stop before he dunks my head back under. He doesn’t stop until he’s tired of this dangerous game. If I don’t leave soon he’s going to kill me.
Dismembering girls are my favorite
I love when I can play your dirty little accomplice. I love the thrill of you giving me every detail of what kind of girl you want down to the last detail. Making sure I find us the right little bitch is always the funniest part for me. Then bringing the little slut to our warehouse and dismembering her limb from limb. I always make sure I lift her head to watch us saw off every limb, watching her scream and tears falling down her bloody little face. I like watching you shove your cock through her pussy and up to her stomach. Then I will rip open her stomach to see your cock and I help jerk you of till you shoot your cum right in her stomach.
I’ve been feeling really nasty!
I’ve been really feeling nasty lately. I want to fuck some people up and make it DIRTY. I want BLOOD, gore, and filth. I want to cum over and over again remembering the screaming of the neighborhood brats as I torture them all to death. I know their crack head parents will let me watch them, they will let anyone watch their little brats just to get some time alone to smoke some. As soon as they are in my hold I will go to work. Doing what I do best, slowly having them trust me just to tie their little bodies wide to play a game. Whatever they have done to them, the other one gets. Their cries and screams as I break little fingers, cut their soft delicate skin and us random objects to widen their tiny virgin holes make me want to cum. I want to suffocate these cunts in my pussy juices. They turn me on the most when they cry, but I’ll cum as soon as I see no life in their eyes.
Gang Rape for Georgia
I love pain, but I think some men take that a bit too far. I had met a guy for a few dates and he seemed normal enough. He told me he was into a bit of BDSM and he was the dominant type. Of course, this peaked my interest, being the dirty submissive slut that I am, so I told him I had similar kinks. He invited me over to his house one night and I agreed, thinking we would finally get to fuck. But when I got there, I walked into his apartment and the lights were out. Before I even got fully through the door, something hit me over the head! I fell to the ground, unconscious. When I came to, my hands were tightly bound behind my back and I was naked. The room was dimly lit by candles and I could make out six dark, hooded figures around me. Frightened, I tried to get up to run, but like wolves ready for the kill, they pounced into attack. They passed me around for hours, raping and abusing me. I endured slaps, punches, kicks, getting fucked dry in the ass, and cocks being jammed down my throat. They left me tied up and naked somewhere in the woods when I woke up again. Bruised and bloody, I stumbled home and cleaned off my whore body.
Necrophilia phone sex with Langley’s help!
Necrophilia phone sex is a fetish I simply adore! As an expert accomplice, I get off so much watching my clients enjoy our catch! Some have rape fantasies, some want to eat them, or dismember them. And some want to snuff the little fucking bitches out, THEN fuck them. So fucking hot watching them come apart like a bloody jigsaw puzzle, and get covered with his cum, and my golden love juices!
I picked up this Latina with nice, big tits from the alley behind a bar last night. Way too easy as badly as she was wobbling back and fourth. Soon as I had her back and in his basement, my caller was ready. We’ll call him Jeff.
He was naked, and extremely fucking hard! I helped him cut her clothes off, letting those nice, big tits bounce out, and watching her nice, dark cunt move with her legs.
We felt her warm, first. Groping her tits, shoving my fingers in her twat, his dick in her ass. She never did more than moan.
Now it was time to really play!
He took a plastic, clear bag, and put it over her head, pulling it tight over her face. In a moment she was twitching, and gagging. But it didn’t take but moments before her fighting came to a stop, and her heart beat it’s last.
We had a blast slicing her open, sticking his dick between all her slick, warm organs, letting me jerk his cock with her uterus, and slicing her throat open for the deepest blowjob she’s ever had, guaranteed!
He lopped off her forearms, and fisted my fucking little twat, and used her removed tongue up Jeff’s ass for the deepest rimjob.
By the time we were done, she was everywhere, and so fucking smothered in sperm and my squirting pussy juices!
Wait ’till she’s cold, then the real fun begins!
I’m going to cum from this eventually
I was out at a bar with some friends and I decided to leave before anyone else. Walking out to the car, I had my head down looking into my purse and suddenly I had arms around me pulling me toward a car. I saw the car and knew it was my ex’s car. I screamed at him to let me go, and he took his arms off me and said “Alright, alright stop your fucking screaming it’s just me. Get in the car.” “With you? Oh fuck no…I’m not going anywhere with you.” He flashed a gun and again told me to get in. I got in the passenger side and he pushed me to the driver’s side and told me to get going. When he was shoving me over I noticed a woman tied up in the back with a bandanna around her head gagging her. “Where are we heading.” I said to him in total fear. He told me to just head out and go left out of the parking lot. After about 10 minutes we arrived at a dump of a hotel, the $20 a night kind of slum. My ex turned around and pointed the gun at the woman and told her she was going to walk to the room and not make a sound or she would be shot in the tits. He took the gag off her and she gasped and rubbed her face.
In the room he had a tarp laid out, and when the woman saw it she started to panic. My ex punched her in the face as hard as he could and told her to shut the fuck up. He took the blanket that was on her and laid it over the tarp and told her to get down on it. She whimpered a little and he raised his hand and she stopped immediately. She lay down on the blanket and he told her to cross her legs Indian style. Then he looked at me and said when I tell you to, jump on her knee. When he said go, he jumped on her other knee and her hip joints broke. She started screaming out of pain so he stuffed the bandanna in her mouth. Tears were streaming down her face.
My ex doesn’t get off from fucking of any kind. He cums simply from torture and I am his accomplice tonight. And I think it’s going to be a long night.
I will write more tomorrow, I have to go help him again…