Category: Evil phone sex

Snuff Phone Sex Finale

bloody phonesex karmaI was running out of places to dispose of my victims. A cunt warming dilemma that was fun to figure out. How was I going to dispose of the body I had at home just sitting in the tub? Such a wickedly evil thing to think about while roaming the streets with a wet cunt. Thinking about her laying in her blood in ice. And then I walked by the soup kitchen. Perfect. I am going to share my victim with others. rushing home to butcher and package her I would deliver fresh meat to the soup kitchen. What a delightfully wicked solution. All those homeless people eagerly enjoying fresh flesh. Marveling at the taste and tenderness of it. It is the perfect way to dispose of her. I would even help cook and serve them. That evening I delivered the “gift” and offered my services. I could not stop cumming while we cooked her. And when I served her and heard all the comments about how good she was. I kept cumming. In fact some of them wanted seconds. They said it was the best meal they had in a long time. This would go down in the record books as the best way to dispose of a body and the biggest turn on ever. I went home and fucked my cunt until the early morning light thinking about it, knowing I would do this again soon. bloody phonesex2

Stalking My Snuff Phone Sex Victims

snuff phone sex jadeSomething I learned a long time ago in the art of stalking is, if I dress like my victim they won’t suspect a thing. So when I go out on my adventure I make sure to dress sluttish. Short skirt, high heels, heavy makeup and don’t forget the phony attitude as well. Stupid bitches don’t see me coming. They embrace me, after all they think I am like them. Only here to have a few drinks and have a good time. Little do they know I will lure them into my trap and by the end of the night they won’t be anything but a pile of blood on the floor. See when I trap them I don’t show the real side of me, not just yet. I continue to give that phony attitude and talk to them in a sluttish manner. I whisper very vanilla thoughts into their ear. How I’m going to eat their pussy and fondle their tits. They believe that’s the only thing that will happen. They start to cry and beg. Fuckin cunts. I haven’t even gotten to the good part! After and only after they start to cry and beg will I unleash the beast. Calling the bitch names and telling her after I fondle her tits I’m going to dismember those worthless titties and put them on a shelf as a souvenir. And that’s only the beginning.  Oh Trust me, I have more evil plans in mind for these ratchet whores.

Castration Phone Sex

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Never tell a sadistic, twisted, evil, blood loving cunt like me you dream about castration unless you want your dreams to cum true. That is just what he did. He said the words that made my pussy over flow and my heart beat faster. As soon as the words crossed his lips my nipples hardened and I knew my night would be complete making his dreams cum true. He had no clue, he thought we would role play….stupid men with their hard cocks and delusional minds. I took him to the kitchen and tied him to my heavy wooden table. Cutting his clothes from his body his cock sprang to attention when my cold blade touched his balls. Moaning he thanked me for role playing his fantasy with him. Smiling down at him I leaned in and whispered in his ear “Who says this is a role play baby?” The stammering  “Wawawhat do you mean?” made me tingle all the way to my toes. Running my knife along his cock and balls he began to tremble but his cock betrayed his fear. It danced and throbbed, meeting my blade with the excitement he really felt.  When I began to sink my blade into the base of his cock he let out the scream that sets my blood on fire. I had to get more out of this and the cut wasn’t really very deep. So I moved up to his face and ran my blade across it. Then the light bulb went off. I was going to make this a night to remember for real. I went and got my sewing kit and laid everything out. By now he was wide eyed and my excitement was to much for me to contain. I sliced his face open from the edge of his lip almost to his ear and then slowly stitched him up. Next i cut a long gash into his belly from just under his breast bone to his belly button and again I slowly stitched him up. he knew what was next but by this time he couldn’t scream any more. I cut his cock off with one swift move of my blade. Stitching up his balls while holding his cock in my mouth, blood dripping down my chin I stood there cumming in waves of ecstasy. casteration phonesex

Your New Apprentice

I see you have an apprentice now? He is so young, just a boy. I wonder where you found him, but I dare not ask. I am still in pain from your beating this morning.  I know he isn’t your son, but I sense he belongs to you now, just like I do. Just like we all do. But he isn’t caged or tied? He is with you by your side, listening and learning.  You both approach me, I shudder uncontrollably as fear grips my body. You laugh and I can see you speaking to him, but I can’t hear a word. You punctured my ear drums long ago.

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I see you both laughing and you point to me, as I lay on the cold floor, unable to move from my ropes.  You kick me in the gut and blood comes out of my mouth. When I catch my breath, I see the boy smile and pull his leg back to kick me. Something in his eyes terrifies me. This is the moment he changes into a monster like you. UGGHHH. He kicks me with unbelievable force in my chest. I am shocked by the power he has at his tender age. Blood drips from my mouth onto the floor and he reaches down and rubs my face in it. I can see the evil in his eyes. He is loving this.

I plead with my eyes and shake my head trying to convince him this is wrong, and to run away. My horror is obvious and this makes you very pleased. I want you to spare the boy, I dont want you to be able to cultivate your cruelty into another person. But its too late. He has seen too much. He has a taste for blood, and nothing will stop his progression now. The boy gets on his knees, and while I still plead NO with my eyes, he shoves his little hard cock into my bloody mouth. I close my eyes, and then close my lips around his evil little cock.

I open my eyes when I feel the cum coursing towards my mouth. The boy is laughing at me, his eyes are black, and he shoots his demon cum deep in my bloody face. I can see the pride on your face, and I know now that my torment will never end.

Bloody Phone Sex with Stephanie

Blood, blood everywhere, but not a drop to drink…  You have been bleeding me for months now. Collecting my precious life liquid in your metal machine. The time is almost here to perform your ultimate experiment.  I am severely anemic, but alive. You bled me slowly enough over these past weeks to make sure I was too weak to try to run, but still strong enough to be aware of your master plan.

My skin is pale white, my gums are white. My eyes are sunken into my head. There is barely enough pressure inside me to keep me awake. I gave up trying to move weeks ago.  My body is almost numb, it just tingles every so often. Or maybe thats my imagination.

The dirty needles and tubes scatter the floor. I am so cold, laying naked and drained on your cold metal table. My thoughts are not clear, and I hallucinate most of my days. But every time you come in the room, my body reponds. I crave the needles now. I crave the feeling as you drain my red love. The butterflies in my stomach, as I lose just enough blood, make me feel sick and good at the same time.

I see you wheel your machine over to the table where I lay. There is a clear window on the front, and I can see pints of my own blood preserved inside. The color is so beautiful. The machine is humming, keeping the temperature correct, no doubt.

You take out your scalpel and tell me its time to fill me back up. You have enough of my blood to fill me up, and then fill me even more until my heart explodes. You pop a hole in my inner thigh, and insert the tube from the machine. You flick a switch, as I watch helplessly. The machine kicks on and blood surges through the tube towards my leg. Ohhhh myyyyy goddddd, the feeling of the blood being pumped back into my veins makes me piss all over myself. The feeling of life being forced into my veins, gagging me with the copper taste that seems to be coming from nowhere.

You kick the machine into a higher gear, I can see the blood leaving the machine and pumping into my body. I feel so alive…. but then something is wrong. I start to swell. You are pumping too much and you just laugh at my surprise. You continue to pump and I feel pressure all over. I am going to burst from my own blood! My head aches, my limbs are swollen and my heart is pumping so hard its the only thing I can hear.

You flick the level to the highest level, and the blood courses even harder into my tiny body. I can feel pops inside as my vessels burst, and I know I am filled with blood. I choke as blood comes out of my mouth and then POP my eyes go next, spewing my red blood all over me and you. My heart tries to keep up, tries to keep pumping, but it finally cannot take anymore, and bursts right out of my chest….

Bloddy Phone Sex Fantasies

 

bloody phonesex2I have always wondered what it would be like to be a man. It is an obsessive thought the fills my mind and consumes me often. a few nights ago I had a dream and I knew I had to live it out and finally I would be a man, well kind of. I set out and found myself a cute little couple. You know the innocent, new love in their eyes kind. All holding hands and googly eyed. Sickening really, but perfect for what I wanted to do. Befriending and drugging them to get them home was easier then ever. Watching them all drugged up and tied to either side of a huge tree, I sat sharpening my favorite set of knives. My cunt getting wetter by the minute waiting for them to come to and the games to begin. Finally their eyes began to flutter and my heart skipped a beat as my cunt lips released some it’s juices. Getting up I approached them and delighted at the terror in their eyes. “Will you do anything I ask?” the nod of confirmation was not a surprise. “Will you fuck him for me and cum all over his cock?” Again the nod of confirmation. Walking around I grabbed her face, kissing her hard on the lips while cutting her clothes off her body, making sure to draw blood. Standing there naked and afraid, shivering, I delighted in the sight of it all. I grabbed her cunt hard and spat in her face. “This is about to be stuffed full of his dick and you show me how much you enjoy every bit of it.” Going to her young lover I cut his clothes off as well, again making sure to draw blood. I then untied him, naked with a soft cock, we stood in front of her. I dropped to my knees and took him in my mouth coaxing his cock until it was fully erect. Then I took a metal rod and shoved it all the way up his fucking pee hole insuring that it didn’t go soft again. His scream sent waves of erotic shots through my body. I lead him to the woods out of her site and there is where the fun began. I gutted him and skinned him and then literally crawled in his skin. Cutting off his hands so mine could be exposed I sewed the front of his body closed over my body, his dick still hard from the rod that was inserted in it, blood covering my naked body, my flesh touching the still warm inside of his flesh. I went to her then and untied her, fucking her hard with his cock. She was horrified and crying, but tried to act like she liked it in an effort to save her own skin (no pun intended) Of course it was futile. I took her life too and spent the night in his flesh, cumming over and over while I rubbed my cunt threw his skin with one hand and jacked his ever hard cock with the other.bloody phonesex1

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies with Blair: Forced to Be an Accomplice

murder phone sex fantasies killer momI have been very ill for a few days now. Deathly ill. High fever, vomiting, shitting myself, skin lesions… My Master has taunted me the entire time and refused me the medical treatment I need. I thought I had the flu; even toyed with the notion I had the zombie virus. But today, my Master informed me he injected me with an infectious virus to force my hand. He gave me Ebola. This disease kills thousands fast in third world countries. He told me he has the antidote to prevent my death, but I must be willing to do anything for him. I looked at him with blood running out my eyes and said, “Anything for you Master.”

murder phone sex fantasies milfHe then tied me to his rack he use to torture me with. My skin smelling putrid and my flesh falling off my bones, he tortures me further. I am about as near death as I have ever been. I tell Master I want to live so I can continue to serve and please him. I beg him to tell me the conditions to save my life. I promise to do anything. He tells me I must agree to hunt young flesh with him. I am getting to old to keep giving him new ones to destroy, so now I must agree to go on the hunt outside our family for fresh meat. He loves to torture tight little holes and not only are my holes no longer tight, but he has ruined the holes of the precious young things I have given him. He says, “Flesh for your flesh.”

I have never minded the horrible things Master has done to me in the past. I have taken every sick, twisted, painful thing with a smile. But I always resisted making others suffer my agony. I have refused to be his willing accomplice, but now, here I am dying. Do I have a choice? If I agree to be his sadistic accomplice and bring him fresh, tight, young holes to ruin, I will live; my beautiful body will be restored. I have no choice. I want to live. Forgive me Father, for I am about to sin…..

What cruel and unusual lengths will you take, to make me your evil accomplice?

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Snuff phone sex: Near Escape

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The ex-husband, who had solicited my help to snuff his wife, hadn’t heeded my warnings.  He had insisted on just tying her hands with rope that he brought (apparently it had some kind of sentimental meaning to him).  But, the evil bitch had chewed through the dainty rope, which looked much like an accessory to a wedding gown, and fled.  So, when we returned to the basement after a heated argument about him not following my directives, she was gone.  There was no exit in the dungeon; and, she had not come upstairs; so, we decided that she had to be somewhere in the large basement. This is precisely why I do not take on clients from friends!

I thought about one moment; and the next moment, I was in action.  I ran upstairs and locked the door to the basement.  I’d let them fight it out.  I made myself comfortable in my library, where my surveillance cameras were catching all the movements downstairs.  And there she was: hiding in a small crevice where the basement tunnel turns a little.  She had nowhere to go, and she knew that now.  Her macho ex was pounding on the door, angry and impatient for me to return.  I just scoffed at him.  I smiled as I noticed the reflection of a shiny object that hit the camera; the woman had a razor blade that I had set on the table.

The stupid buffoon of a man was charging forth, armed with only his anger.  He searched for the woman, probably expecting her to be cowered somewhere and crying.  But, I could see her head tilt; she heard his footsteps.  I leaned closer to the monitor; when he rounded the corner, she lunched at him from behind so that the blade struck his neck.  She struggled to free the blade and then continued stabbing him.  She stood there for a long time and then dropped the blade as if she knew she’d be okay.

I quietly unlocked the door and allowed her to stumble, bloody and sweaty, into the upper level of the house.  I told her that I hadn’t meant for any of this to happen; she fell on me and cried.  “Yes, I know.  Kam is such an asshole.  He used you, too, and threatened you.  I know.”  I acted sympathetic; she didn’t even reach for the door.  She was so close to the outside world.  But, alas, as she pulled away from me with a smile, I sliced her throat.  The blood trickled and then gushed.  I had thought about torturing her, but I did enjoy the look in her eyes as she died.  She knew: she had nearly escaped.

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He made me do it.. but I loved it..

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Today was my first time like this.

He had me tied up.

My hand above my head.

My legs wide open and straight and tied against this thing.. 

My pussy and ass was hanging out.. 

I had a gas mask on. 

It was dark.

I could hear a whimper next to me.

The I felt the tiny hand touch my exposed breast.

I felt his big rough hands guiding that tiny hand around my breast, touching my nipple. Then pinching it. 

Its sent shivers down my body, to my pussy and I was wet. 

He knows that my nipples are my starting point. 

He is guiding these mini hands under his, showing them how to touch my body the way I like it.

Its hard to see out of the damn mask, let alone in the dark. 

I felt their hands work down from my breast to the middle of my chest, down my belly then just above my pussy. 

Then kisses.

Was he making this bratty bitch kiss my pussy?

Ohhh I feel those tiny hands and lips work down my thighs and to my pussy lips.

I feel him spread me open and that min hand enters my pussy. 

Fuck this feels amazing. 

He lets go of my pussy, and that Tiny hand is still inside of me working hard..

I hear a loud scream and what I am assuming a punch.

Her hands stop going as fast as they were, I keep hearing the muffled screams of that tiny fucking brat screaming. 

I can’t stand it. 

I hear another loud punch fallowed by a crunch. 

I hear him pounding what I assume is a almost lifeless body, then he throws her and I hear a whimper as she hits the wall.

I know its my turn. 

He knows only a real woman can make him cum. 

He only unties my legs and turns this table thing up and I’m hanging off .

He pulls up his special chair and pulls me on to him. 

He chokes me I as I tell him those brat whores are worthless.

He only needs mommy’s pussy..

He cums inside me.. 

HE wants me to be a mommy.

I don’t know the person i turn into with him.. 

But I am starting to love her. 

Hunting with Friends

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I know she wants to be more sadistic. Dear sweet, stupid Taylor. She has asked many of my sadistic kin, no, begged them, to let her victimize instead of being the victim. All of us had been fucking with Taylor a very long time. She has this barbie doll look to her, that we all hate. She is actually a nice person, unlike us. And she is a fucking pain slut, which works to our advantage. She has “Use and Abuse” tattooed on her fucking cunt for fucks sake! Not really, but all of us had contemplated doing such a thing to her just for fun! We finally got tired of her intensive whining, and made her a deal.

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Want to be a true sadistic? It was time to get rid of the one thing that held you into this compassionate world. You see, if there is one thing me and my sadistic kin had in common, we had no family. We had nothing to lose. Our families either died at a young age, disowned us, or just plain abused us so bad… that the monster’s they laid inside us, came back to fucking kill them. We were on our own. Loners, drifters, serial killers, torturers, blood lusting whores.. supreme evil, with a contempt for those below us. Taylor agreed, she hated her fucking sister Julie so bad.. and the rest. Well, if she had to choose between the life she needed to live, and the family who did nothing for her.. she chose us. The Sadists. Now knowing that this was no easy task, testing a natural victim, to be a sadistic. I had a few ideas on how to set up a kill scene for Taylor, I consulted with Blaze and Angie.

Blaze is as close to a best friend as I could have. We have done Evil Phone Sex Blazemany unspeakable things together. Blaze loves to make brats cry, as do I. I love how she is such a devious cunt. One night she was babysitting and had me cum over, so I could train this submissive slut, on how to be a true whore. Between the nipple clamps, ice, and fucking my favorite knife.. I had so many good pictures from that night, to remind me just how sadistic my little Blaze could really be! She will be the perfect accomplice to help me train poor dumb Taylor. She liked my ideas, only thing left to do was consult with Angie.

Evil Phone Sex AngieNow Angie lives for the hunt. We are the same in that aspect. I love the chase as much as anyone. Only difference is, I chase with my bare hands. And when I chase, it is usually a NO win situation. I love watching the fear in their eyes when they realize there is no where to go. However, Angie, she uses range weapons. She has miles and miles of property, and she loves the fact that they can see their escape. But you see, Angie is just that good! They wont escape.. ever! She just likes to let them feel they can. Once a year she has a hunt. Even keeps her prey Evil Phone Sex Reaganlocked up for weeks, to make sure the stakes are even. She feeds and keeps their strength up. Silly prey!

This was going to be perfect. Taylor would lure her family up here, to Angie’s land, and up till the very end her family would have no clue just what Taylor had planned. Especially her sister Julie 🙂 Blaze will be helping with the raw torture.. she loves to sexually torture and violate young virgins. And you can never ever forget to film it. The evil little Blaze loves to exploit the younger stupid ones. “There is so much money to be had, so much golden virgin pussy”! I can not even count how many times she has said this. Blaze would definitely be taking good care of our little victim and her family! Ah, and then Angie will grab her gun and bow. No hope for this family Robinson. Such a good clean cut family. And now it will be a clean cut for this good family!

And even though Taylor wanted to make this transition, I really wanted to torture that victim. She actually believes that this will be her last time tied up under our spell? To bad in the end, Taylor will know her place under our thumb. She was such a useful whore.. Lured her family up here just for us! I did tell you she was dumb didn’t I? Her family will get to know it was her to bring them their fate, and poor dumb Taylor will always be our victim! As I have said it before, the fear that you can almost taste – the fear that you can defiantly smell.. thick in the air.. it calms me. I love the hunt!

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