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Cinderella

Taboo phone sexWhen I was a young girl I HATED the Disney movie Cinderella. I remember my Mother popping it into the DVD player and sitting me in front of it.  She had told me it was a great movie that all girls my age loved.  I was actually a bit excited to see it.  Then it started, what a horrible piece of shit fairytale this pile of brain numbing junk movie was.  Bitch was forced to do housework? What? Bitch please.  You are young, fucking leave you stupid cunt. I was disgusted by her worthless useless self.  I didn’t even watch all of it, my Mother was very disappointed that I didn’t like the movie.  Tough shit Mother, tough shit.

That night while tucking me in my Mother asked me what I didn’t like about the movie.  I told her exactly what I said above, and ended up getting my mouth washed out with soap.  It wasn’t the first time, and it wouldn’t be the last.  I thought that maybe I should come up with my own Cinderella story to tell my Mother so she could see that the movie was just a load of shit.

Accomplice phone sexIn my story Cinderella was a doll, whom had an evil spirit dwelling inside of it.  She was taken to an orphanage where all the little girls played with her.  However, there was one girl in particular who the doll held a certain fascination for.  The Demonic presence inside the doll took over the girl, whom became an embodiment of the doll.  Cinderella went around the orphanage scaring the shit out of the loser orphans.  She would raise up at night, climb over them, bite them, cut them, fuck them, what ever she wanted.  Eventually Cinderella ended up in a psych unit where she continued to do all her weird shit.  It was a wonderful twist to the story, at least I thought so, my Mother however, did not.  She backed away from me, there was something in her eyes that made me think she was frightened.  It’s so hot to know that I scared the shit out of my Mother that badly that from that day forward, she would never ever be alone with me again, and she got a lock for her bedroom door.  Meanwhile, I would go over my story over and over again in my head.  To date, Cinderella is still in the mental hospital doling out sick and twisted enjoyment for all.

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The Flames Get Higher

torture phonesex karmaNot only was I craving the feeling of being lost in the beauty of it all. But I needed to be able to cum to the sound of the screams of agony and desperation. Preparing for the carnage builds the anticipation so much so that my body physically aches for release. I take my time with the accelerant, pouring it strategically around the pretty little cottage style home. Inside is a perfect little family, Mommy, Daddy, a boy and girl and of course the family pooch. I can see them through the bedroom windows sleeping soundly. Smiling somewhere in the land of their dreams. It only serves to heighten the need and I can feel my cunt start to leak juices.torture phonesex house My hand is shaking with anticipation as I strike the lighter and touch it to the accelerant. I watch as the flame quickly creeps along the path of the accelerant before I hide in the tree line. The flames with their beautiful colors of red and yellow and that brilliant blue mixed in are hypnotic. I watch as they climb higher and the blaze intensifies. I can hear the frantic barking of the dog and the sounds of a man yelling for his family to wake up, the screams of the females in the house are unmistakable. I know by now the smoke is becoming unbearable. They will try to get low and crawl for an exit. But it doesn’t matter because there are no exits, they are in flames! As I imagine the bodies being chard to a crisp, the pain and agony of being burned alive, I can feel my climax building. Just as I am about to explode there is a sudden explosion and at the moment I feel the ground shake under my body, my cunt erupts in an earth shattering orgasm! Just like the flames, It’s so hot in between my legs!torture phonesex fire

Erotic S & M And Bondage With Wicked Aria

We know each other like the back of our hand, sometimes all you need to do is give me that certain look and I know exactly what it is you need. I’m the perfect Accomplice because I am a chameleon when it comes to switching up my look to deceive and confuse these worthless, doomed little fucks.

I can sound and look so demure and sweet, no one could possibly envision me doing anything that would hurt someone so innocent and defenseless…Mmmm, such fucking fools! I get off on luring these brainless, useless little cunts into believing I am someone they can count on to protect and care for them.

In reality, I want nothing more than to see the look of sheer terror and disbelief in their wide eyes after it dawns on them that I am their worst nightmare come true, and their fate is sealed. Do I feel any pity for these pathetic pieces of flesh…..fuck no!

They let their guard down with the wrong Bitch and now they’ve let the Devil inside their own home, so they have only themselves to blame for the deviant, evil and sadistic torture that we are about to inflict upon her young, untouched, tiny body.

Mmm, my pussy is aching and so wet at the thought of how we’re going to relish in the pleasure of devouring and shredding her perfect, little cunt. Your cock is throbbing right now isn’t it baby, are you ready to begin satisfying our hunger for that bald, tight pussy? Fucking with her worthless mind and body is all set up and ready to begin…

I Love The View

 

torture phonesex angieI haven’t had the urge to crash a funeral in a long time. But yesterday the desire was over whelming! Looking in the obituaries I was happy to see that there were four viewings scheduled almost back to back that I could make. To my delight one was very young, one was a young adult and two were elderly. It isn’t often that I get a variety like that in one day. I do so love the little ones and the young adults, it is usually the elderly. But when I am in this mood dead flesh is dead flesh and the rush is awesome. I put on my black dress with my little hat and veil that keeps the family from seeing my face and hides the looks of pleasure when I am at the coffin, touching the cold body while positioning my self in a way that I can rub my hot cunt at the same time. The first of the four was a gentleman that looked like he had lived a long life. Even in death the mischief on his face was evident and I knew he was a cantankerous man. Touching his lips and running my hands over his corpse was just a tease for what I really wanted, the very young one, which was viewing number three. He was the one that gave me the most pleasure. I was able to get to the coffin just as they were closing it and I slipped a trinket from his hands, a small wooden baseball bat that his family had placed there because he loved to play ball so much. When I got home I laid in bed thinking of his feel and the way he looked and as mu cunt got wet I fucked myself with his little bat! The orgasm was out standing! I don’t know why I wait so long in between funerals when I love it so much!torture phonesex viewing

Mutalation Madness

torture phonesex karmaI love digging through the dumpster at the hospital. You find all kinds of interesting things. Yesterday I found an annal speculum. Today I am going to find someone to use it on in both the medical sense of the word and the sadistic one. I tried all day and couldn’t find one single mark so I guess it is back to the old standby. I saw a beautiful big German Shepard in someones yard. He barked like a mad man till I got up to him with some raw meat. A little bit of fight and it is all gone for food. He followed me all the way home. All the way to his doom. It has been a long time since I mutilated an animal and my cunt was on fire! I love it when I start and their animal instinct kicks in, when they try to bite and fight to survive, hearing them yelp and whine, spurs me on. The first hing I had to do was use my new toy, shoving it up his ass and spreading it wide open as far as it could go. The howls of pain were music to my ears! Then I poured hot wax inside him and the cries became yelps. By the end of my torture he was mutilated beyond recognition. The fun part was taking him back and dumping him in his yard watching from the bushes as his family found him. I had another great orgasm watching them cry over his mutilated corpse!torture phonesex mutilation

A Young Sadistic

torture phonesex karmaMy earliest memories of being a sadistic go way back. It was really cold out and we were getting in the car to go to school. Daddy started the car and we heard the loud thud under the hood. When we got out of the car and looked there was a mutilated cat. That bitch was cut the fuck up, blood and guts everywhere. I felt a twinge of excitement and just laughed like hell while my father and sister where mortified. I couldn’t believe their reaction. After that I started grabbing every stray animal I could find in the neighborhood to take into the woods and torture and mutilate. The older I got the thrill went from just pleasure and enjoyment to sexual satisfaction. Fucking up the animals made my nipples hard, my pussy tingle and turned me the fuck on. When I finally learned about how to touch myself and finger fuck myself, making my pussy cum, I found that it wasn’t the same unless I was fucking an animal up or looking at and touching their mutilated bodies. I went on a couple of dates as a teenager and had vanilla sex with a couple of boys and they just couldn’t get me off. I always had to go find some animal to mutilate in order to get off. It seemed like a natural progression to fuck up people and the rush was even greater! I guess I was born a sadistic!torture phonesex mutilation

Money Can’t Save You

 

torture phonesex angieI can’t believe my luck. I found an ad in the paper looking for someone to care for an ailing elderly man that is fucking loaded. His wife is to old to care for him herself. I decided to give them a call and make an appointment for an interview. As I pulled up to the house, it is a creepy looking old mansion that reeks of secrets, age and money. Good thing I like that look, the darker the better and this place looks like it is straight out of a Steven King novel or something. Just looking at the joint was making me hot as fuck. Grabbing the huge brass knocker I pound it loud, these old fucks might not have their hearing aides turned up. I was surprised when she answered the door and not some hired help. She looked younger then I had expected and had a nasty fucking attitude. I decided right then I wanted this fucking job and I would derive great pleasure form not only fucking her up and taking her down a notch or two but robbing her rich ass blind. She offered me tea and she sat interviewing me all prim and proper with her nose in the air. I answered her questions while envisioning how I was going to torture and fuck her up, slowly and with great pleasure. I started right away and after meeting her bedridden husband and touring the mansion she had me change into the uniform that she had for me. During the tour I saw many of her own things that I would use to torture her over the coming weeks. I learned that there was no other staff in the house, just her, her husband and myself. Going to the basement to start the laundry I found the perfect place to tie her up. Pretending there was something wrong with the washer I got her to the basement and bound her to the radiator pipe. Warning her that it was about to get hot I went up stairs and turned the furnace on, letting it heat up while I gathered all the things that caught my eye earlier. When I got back to the basement she had already burnt her arm pretty good trying to get loose and touching her arm to the hot pipe, she was sweating so much I couldn’t tell if she was crying too. My pussy got wetter the closer I got and the more fear I saw on her face. This was going to bring me a lot of pleasure!

Now You See Me Now You Don’t

torture phonesex karmaI love Hitchcock movies but one of my favorite is “The Lady That Vanishes” I imagine myself being on a train, sitting next to a stranger. Her beauty is breath taking but as soon as she opens her mouth she is a bimbo. Her voice is high pitched and whinny and nothing she says makes any sense. She instantly gets on my nerves and the overwhelming desire to slit her throat is becoming more then I can stand. Knowing that I can vanish and no one will believe I was ever there, I wait till she falls asleep. As soon as she is in a deep slumber I tie her arms to the armrest on the seat and stuff her dainty, lacy kerchief in her mouth. I take out my knife and begin slicing her wrists. Her eyes fly open and her crys are muffled. I know I am not cutting her to kill her but enough to cause the blood to flow and the pain to be felt. As she stares at me wide eyed and the blood drips from her wounds, I bend down and lick the blood off her flesh. I sit up and wipe my mouth before smiling sweetly at her. As I pull the handkerchief from her mouth I vanish. Her screams bring the other passengers to her side and her incoherent babbling about the vanishing woman lands her in a padded cell at the next town’s psychiatric ward. I often visit her there, causing her pain, driving her crazy slowly as I smile and vanish each time. No one believes her because it is impossible for anyone to get in and out of her cell without being detected. What a perfect version of Hitchcock’s movie, with my own special twist!torture phonesex hitchcock

Beg Me Not To

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I love a good begging whore. Bondage is great. All tied up and served to me on a platter, legs spread, eyes wide with fear, and mouth gagged with some coarse rope. I love it when their tittes are nice and plump with blood. Using and abusing people as toys. Treating them like human meat. Maiming, using, abusing them in whatever way I decide to that day. I like to shove objects up their holes that should never belong there. I’ve fucked chicks with scissors, Fourth of July sparklers, scrap metal from an old flagpole, and my personal favorite–the barrel of a gun. Do you have any idea how painfully agonizing it is to shoot a bullet up a bitch’s vaginal canal? Yeah, baby. That hunk of steel goes right through the cervix, pierces their ovary, slams through their uterus, and proceeds to tear apart every internal organ it breaches before punctuating the heart and slamming up into the throat. When the esopagus is popped open and the stupid whore can no longer process air, I like to lean in close and listen to her choking on her own breath, the whole in her breathpipe causing her to sputter and gasp. Too late for anything but enjoying her last moments, now. I guess she should’ve begged harder when I first asked.

Fright Night

torture phonesex karmaIt’s late and I am restless. I need release so bad I can taste it. So I decided to take a walk in the cool night air. Passing the house I looked up and saw the silhouette of a young woman. It was obvious that she didn’t have any clothes on and I could just make out her hard nipples. I could feel the familiar tingle in between my legs as twisted, evil fucked up ideas raced through my brain and I could not fight the urge to go to her. Breaking in was easy. There was no alarm and using a credit card to get the door open is something I mastered long ago. I quietly walked through the kitchen and living room taking note of the decorations and pictures. It appeared that she is a single young mother with a small girl. This was going to be more fun then I first anticipated. Locating the young girl’s room was also easy. Creeping to her bedside and rubbing my cunt while she slept peacefully, unaware of the nightmare that was about to begin just added fuel to the fire of my wicked desires. I placed my hand over her mouth and her eyes opened reflecting startled fear. I carried her to the room that was her mother’s. She didn’t see me enter with the girl in my arms. I watched, turning the girls head so she could see too, as her mother laid on her bed lost in masturbating. The hum of the vibrator filled the room and knowing that the girl was was watching her mothers pussy filled with the machine that would soon be filling her made me cum. Just as the her juices started flowing I emerged from the shadows with her young girl in my arms. I put my fingers to my lips and pulled out my knife putting it to her throat. “If either of you scream, you both die” I said quietly. Taking the vibrator from her hands I laid the little one next to her, they held hands and cried, softly sobbing as I shoved it deep inside that sweet little pussy. I stayed with them for hours, taking them both over and over again. Savagely feeding my lust for carnage, and then leaving them there to console each other. I made it perfectly clear that if they told a soul I would return and they would not survive.