Category: Evil phone sex

I’m Hungry

I’ve been here all day waiting for you. You haven’t fed me for days and my hunger pains are the only thing letting me know I am still really alive. The rest of my body aches when I move from all the torture you inflicted on me last night. The needles in my nipples and pussy are gone, but the pain is sore and sharp even after you removed them. You showed no mercy when you whipped me, and since I am chained here, I have no escape.

But for some reason I long to see you. I can’t wait for you to come back through that door. The thought of your black eyes glaring at me, and wanting to hurt me again, make my tiny little battered pussy begin to throb. I need everything you give me. The fresh cuts from your blade make my ears ring in pleasure. There is no other way to get what this little pain whore needs – and you are the Master of pain.

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I can’t let you know that I secretly want it. I know you would lose interest and go find another worthless slut like me. I can’t lose you like that. You are my addiction and without your heavy hands forcing my tiny body into your painful fantasies, I am nothing. I need to feel your hatred and I want to see your cock rise when you hear me screaming. I want to watch you cum from my terror. I am your little pain whore, and I crave your anger. I don’t deserve the rush I get, and yet you continue to abuse me. Hurry home, Master, I am scared and wet and hungry…

You’ll love this experience!

evil phone sexThink about all the senses we have…touch, taste, hearing, smell, and sight, of course. Now imagine what I am experiencing myself right now. I hear it, it covers the floor, it is smeared across your body and mine, and it sounds so very sticky. I love the way it feels, still warm, sticky and innocent. It smells like sex in here, and the unmistakable smell of a penny. You can even taste it in the air, that faint touch of copper. Do you know what I see? Our very special masterpiece strung across the floor, no long bearing those perfect innocent tits, or that sweet virgin pussy. She lies there with more blood and cum on her that she would ever want anyone to see her in. But we love to see what we have done, love all the sensations of the blood, and feel the urge we had finally satisfied, both of them. Not only did she spill her blood for us but she made sure to please your cock over and over again, in hopes we would set her free. Until she realized she was only getting out of this one way… and that way was not her ideal choice. She started to reallllly lose it then, though, I had to teach her who was in charge – got a little cum of my own out of that little charade. Most people would feel remorse, but I only want to feel her blood, and remember the look on her face as we started to slowly torture this no longer innocent girl. She didn’t stand a chance, cumming on your cock as I cut her over and over again, blood and tears covering her slowly. I know her already tight pussy tightens every time she gets a new slash, soon she will have the ideal mixture of cum, tears and blood. And what better way to give her a proper goodbye to the world as she tastes it all in her mouth, choking her on your cock covered in her juices, blood, tears and cum and all as her life slowly drifts away.

Please… please help me!

Accomplice phone sex

When I woke up I couldn’t see. I couldn’t move.

I could smell, and it smelled horrible.

It smelled like vomit, blood and shit.

The last thing I remember was going to church.

I don’t know how long I have been here.

Its cold, and I can feel that its damp.

My mouth is so dry that my tongue is cracked and my lips are so chapped that if I try to yell out I can feel the break open.

I keep thinking to myself, trying to remember how I got myself into this mess..

I am so scared.

I’m shaking.

Then I hear foot steps, and I feel someone next to me.

I feel a hand on my head and its rubbing my hair softly and I felt drops of liquid on my lips.

It was instinct to fallow the drops and pray they land in my dry mouth.

I heard a deep laugh.

“I told you not to scream bitch, I told you that you would be begging for anything. Are you thirsty? Drink this.”

I felt warm liquid rushing into my mouth as he laughed more and more..

“Do you like that you nasty whore?”

I nodded yes.

“Do you want more?”

I nodded yes again and opened my mouth and waited for it.

“You will have to wait cunt, I don’t have to piss anymore you drank it all.”

I started to gag when his words connected in my dehydrated brain.

I gagged and finally vomited all over my self.

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He was laughing even harder now,

“Look at yourself you worthless cunt. You are full of piss and you puke all over yourself. I’m not cleaning you up.”

I know he is angry, He started hitting my body with something sharp and hard.

He worked his way down my body to my pussy.

I cried out when he slammed something cold and hard up inside of me.

” I told you not to fucking scream you worthless fucking whore.”

Then  I felt a pain in the side of my head and it went dark again…

When will this stop?

When can I go home?

It’s A Blizzard Blood Bath

bloody phone sex blizzardAnd there it was just as pretty as a picture. A gift left there just for me. The car was red, blood red. Stranded in the middle of the blizzard. Not a soul in sight. How much better then that can you get?

There wasn’t much snow accumulated on the hood, no tire tracks next to the car. This meant two things, it hadn’t been there long and no one had come along to help. Either the occupant was still in the car or not far up the road yet. My cunt was dripping as I approached the car. I could see the fog on the windows which told me the occupant or occupants were still in there.

Now my nipples were getting hard and my heart was beating faster with anticipation. I knocked on the window and when it came down my eyes took in the young couple, so grateful someone had come along. She was a little bit of a thing, I would guess 95 pounds soaking wet and he wasn’t much more.

I took out my gun locked and loaded and pointed it at his temple. “Get out of the car both of you and don’t try anything stupid, I really don’t want to shoot you right here.”

I don’t know if the shaking is from the cold or fear but it makes no difference to me. What is going to happen will happen.

“Take off all your clothes NOW! You may leave on your snow boots and socks and your underwear, that is all. UNDERSTAND?” With shaking hands they comply and the shivering increases to my delight.

“Now you have exactly five minutes to get as far a head of me as you can. I love hunting in the snow and you are my prey today. Your time starts NOW.”

Watching them stumble and run in the freezing cold, snow falling so hard now that I can’t see them after a minute or two. It’s all good, the poor visibility will make this more fun. I make sure my gun is loaded and I start thinking about their blood pouring out onto the lily white snow, I am cumming already and I haven’t even started the hunt. bloody phone sex karma

Hunting on a Snowy Night

bloody phone sex knife playI love winter, blizzards especially. Why? Because snowy, wet, cold woods makes a much better hunting ground. First, it slows your prey down. A blizzard is not only harder to run in, but the cold slows your victim down, makes it harder to fight. Second, you can track your victim better. Stupid prey all scared and panicky, are never as smart as Danny from The Shining. They never think to cover their tracks. Third, blood looks better in the snow. You can savor your kill, get off more intensely when you see that crimson red mixed in with the stark white. The juxtaposition makes my cunt drip every time. And the final reason, I prefer to hunt in a blizzard, is it acts as a freezer, slowing down decomposition. You see what happens is, the body freezes, stays intact for quite awhile, this allows me to visit my crime scene and get off a few more times at my handy work. I just leave a marker so I can find the site again in case the storm covers my kill. It also helps elude detection. The wild life either gets the body, leaving no identifiable remains, or the first thaw the body turns to complete mush , getting rid of any DNA evidence. I’d live in Alaska if it wasn’t for the fact that  there just aren’t many people per capita there.

snuff phone sex bloody killLast weekend, I hunted in the blizzard we had. It was impromptu, but I have had my eye on this chubby little coed twit that frequents my Starbucks. She is constantly being snotty, bitchy and demanding. Way too young, and way too plain to be so self entitled.  The snow was coming down hard, it was getting dark, so I followed her in my car, ran her off the road by the woods.  When she saw my big ass knife she started running. I knew she wouldn’t get far, they never do. I caught up to the stupid whore, held my knife to her throat, forced her to undress so I could watch her run naked in the cold. Then I stalked her some more. My adrenaline was keeping me warm, I’m sure hers was too. But like all prey, they run out of energy, give up. She fell to the ground screaming and begging for mercy. Her skin turning purple from the cold. I taunted her. Circled her like a wolf does his dinner. Informed her she would not be missed.

I then slit her throat and watched the blood and life run out of her. It was the humane thing to do. A much quicker death than hypothermia.  I got so hot watching the blood seep into the snow, watching snow fall on her body and mix with her hot blood.  I stood there watching her die, watching the ground underneath me turn into a crimson sea. I drew a heart  with her blood in the snow. A sign of respect for being such a fun kill.

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Snuff Porn Addiction

Snuff porn can become an addiction and a rather jading experience. There was a guy I knew that had to have his partners body cold in order to even get it up. It helps if she was pale and frail and he could really feel like he was fucking the dead.

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One night we were hanging out and partying with a few others and this guy wanted to go down to the cemetery. Not normally a big deal, except I knew him well enough. He gets this urge to try drugging a girl up and wants to do a snuff porn with her unconscious. In fact he would strangle her while pounding her ass, or one time he wanted to cut a slit in the chicks gut so he’d have a new hole to violate.

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This dude was way out there sometimes. Once we were getting super wasted and I actually went out and grabbed a crack ho off the streets for him. I lured her in and actually started torturing her on camera for this dude. I swear he thought he was in love with me, but I showed him. The snuff porn ended with his life slowly burning out like a candle’s flame.

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Killer Phone Sex with Venus: A Family That Slays Together Stays Together

killer phone sex evil bitchI’m a dark girl. I think you can tell by looking at me that I am not the unicorns and rainbows type. In fact I despise spoiled rich brats who think they are princesses. I was having lunch with my mentor, my lover, John, at this quaint little truck stop, when this blonde bitch came in demanding a phone. The fancy sport car that daddy bought her had a flat tire. All that money and no AAA. So young, and so demanding. Of course we offered her a ride to our cabin, where John said he could get her a spare and fix her car for her.

He lied. We had other plans for the spoiled rich bitch. She was going to be a torture doll for his daughter Amy. You see we are grooming her to take out the trash like we do. Our little guest was not grateful. Bitched about our car, complained about how long the drive was, even said our cabin looked like something from a Wrong Turn movie. She didn’t want to get out of the car and come into the house! John told Amy he brought her a present and that she had to get it from the car. She is going to be my step daughter some day. I was so proud of her. She got a baseball bat, went to the car, and hit her present so hard across the head, her blood splattered all over the car. She dragged her barely conscious ass into the house where her put her on a dirty old mattress. This bitch was in a Wrong Turn movie!

killer phone sex snuffAmy  was in total control of her present. This would be her first solo  kill. My pussy got wet knowing what a good protégé I had trained. Amy is young, still learning, therefore she  was a bit impulsive with her kill. John and I prefer long, drawn out pain and suffering. We can keep our victims alive for days, weeks, even months. Barely alive I guess is more accurate. But Amy was just so excited for her own plaything, she went crazy. Sodomized her with that baseball bat until her ass was a bloody mess. Turned me on when she shoved that bat covered in princess blood and shit down her toy’s mouth making her gag till she puked. Amy is a natural born killer. Sick little bitch. Just like me. That’s such a turn on.

Here was the princess, cover in blood, piss, puke and shit, naked, part of her head bashed in, barely breathing, and Amy wanted to share her kill with her father and I. She knows how much we too love to beat a whore to death. We are a family, so I excused myself, and returned with a baseball bat for John and I so we could all beat her to death together. A sweet little family bonding moment.  We left her broken, battered body on the mattress. If she was still alive in the morning we would have some more fun, if not we would just go hunting again for a toy that might last longer.

A family that slays together, stays together.

The New Girl

I woke up to loud thumps coming down the stairs. It sounded like something huge and metal was being dragged down to the basement. I knew the sound, as I had experienced it before. You had a new slave and she was being delivered. I tried to sit up to watch the unloading, my heart racing, wondering how long she had been inside the safe. You hate dealing with their screaming when they first arrive – so they get locked away in a safe. Memories of my time in the box came rushing back to me. It had to have been days, but it felt like years.

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I was locked inside by some stranger who had grabbed me, and left there – cramped and starving. By the time the box was opened I was barely alive and nearly blind as the dingy basement lights tried to make my eyes focus. I remember being terrified but so thirsty that I couldn’t scream. That was of course your plan all along. To break us before you even let us out of the safe. To mind fuck us so intensely, leaving us for days to accept that we had been left to die – only to then let us out into our new living hell in the basement.
I watched as you unlocked the lock and swung open the door. Her naked body climbed out, weak but alive. She was bound and blindfolded, but like me, didn’t make a sound. She was already broken. You guided her to the table to introduce her to a new kind of pain. As the feeling came back into her limbs, from being cramped so long, you cut them and burned them and her body just seized on the table from the stimulation. I remember those first cuts and burns and my pussy came uncontrollably.

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She has been added to your collection of whores. We are here for you to experiment all your sexual desires on. I continued to watch her be tortured with the knives, still blindfolded. I knew she had no idea the future pain she will have to endure, and in fact grow to crave like a sick addiction. I felt myself drooling at the site of the blades cutting her fresh skin. I wanted another turn under your cruel hands. I needed to be touched, even if it only brings agony. I was jealous of this new whore. I wanted to go back to the day that I had first come out of the box….

The Devil Inside

The drugs were beginning to wear off, and as my vision started to clear and my hearing return, I began to feel their hands all over me. My head was spinning, and I ached all over, especially between my legs. I sensed at least two men groping my body and grabbing my tits so hard that I could feel sharp pain even in my altered state. I began to moan in agony, and their grip got harder on my naked body. I had no idea where I was or how I got there.

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I tried to focus and understand what was going on, and I reached my hands out trying to feel my surroundings. Yes, there were two men. I could feel their hot breath on my neck and chest. They were fondling my breasts and one has his hand down between my legs rubbing my raw pussy. It felt like fire as he kept grinding his fingers up inside me. It felt as if I had been fucked for hours already. They must have been fucking me while I was asleep.
I felt like I was outside of my body looking down, and I began to see them more clearly. They were very strong, and I was their plaything. Their cocks were hard as rocks and one of them even had blood on him. Judging from the fire between my legs, I knew the blood had come from there. My pussy ached and throbbed and felt so swollen that it could burst. My awakening had aroused them again, and they placed my reaching hands on their hard cocks. I saw one of their faces, and began to remember.

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He was the man from the party. The one who had been wearing the devil mask, and whispering in my ear that he was going to make me his satanic slave whore. His tongue had felt amazing on my neck, and I had let him grab my body in front of everyone that was watching. I don’t remember anything after that. I am certain he must have drugged me and brought me here. How long had him and this other man been taking my body? I have no idea, and before I could try to piece any more memories together, they put me on my hands an knees and made me take their cocks again.

A Kitchen To Die For

Journal Entry

January 10 2015

It’s dark I don’t know where I am. God where did this headache come from? This doesn’t seem like my room it’s a lot colder and wait is that windows?  Where in the fuck am I?  I get up to explore. I try to clean a mud covered windows.  It’s hard but it seems to scrape off.  I see nothing but open fields and wintery trees, I’m in the country damn those people!.  What are they putting me into next?  I turn to walk over to another door. It bursts open and a man with a heavy smell of whiskey approaches me. He is older looks to be about 50 or so. The years of drinking have not been good to him he’s aged poorly.

torture sex He smiles with his half-filled mouth of teeth. This old lodge has been abandoned for years.  I bought it to torture and have my way with young victims like yourself.  Don’t get any smart ideas your all mine no one will hear your screams.  I paid good money for you. Don’t get smart you hear me?

I try to back way and trip over, what seems to be a locked trap door on the floor.  I fall on my ankle.  He steps closer and as he does I can see bondage cuffs in his hands.  I try to move but for an old man he’s fast. I’m caught! He bounds my hands together and drags me to another part of the lodge.  I whimper the whole way begging I’d do anything to be let go.  He seems to drag me to what looked like to be an old kitchen.  I was hoisted up on the counter.  I beg are you going to kill me? His replied you can only wish.  He took out utensils. First it was the ladle, he spread my legs wide and slid it in me.  I scream with pain and he hit me hard. He brought out a whisk and put my legs in the air.  Felt in tear apart my hole. He told me he was mixing my insides.  His groin area grew, torturing me here was turning him on. He continued to use utensils on me and forced his swollen cock in my mouth.  It tasted salty and unclean, but if I wanted my life I complied.

After being tormented for days I was drugged and sent back to my cell. I laid there trying to recover.  I have to plan my escape I can’t take this much longer. torture sex