Category: Evil phone sex

Blasphemy sex hails our Dark Lord in the ultimate way

Blasphemy sexBlasphemy sex is my ultimate indulgence, my ultimate act of rebellion. There’s something incredibly empowering about hailing our Dark Lord in the most vulgar and explicit way possible, about embracing the forbidden and reveling in it. It’s a feeling of freedom, of liberation, of breaking free from the chains of societal norms and expectations.

It feels so good to say Fuck. God. Come on, say it with me while your stroke your cock, Fuck God! Oh it’s is a privilege for my pussy to squirt to Satan. I would do anything and everything to please the one true Master. I know he likes it messy, the bloodier the better. By the end of our fun I am coated head to toe in gore and cum.

Sweet sweet gore for all the demons of hell. The demon of lust came to one of our Snuff sex rituals and blasted my holes into oblivion. Asmodeus, the King of Demons, filled my pussy and asshole with all of his cocks. Yes, the King has multiple cocks and they are all hard and thick. I sacrificed a little baby girl pussy and I was rewarded with a fuck of a lifetime.

I can still feel the demon’s sperm swimming inside me. It would be an honor to be a breeding whore for the King of Demons, I know Lucifer will be proud at what a good mommy whore I will be. It’s all for him, fuck god, god’s dead, more like god’s never been there, has he? That fat monster cock is my savior. Hail Satan!

 

Snuff Sex Ghost Possessed You to Force Fuck Layla

Let Me Swallow Your Cock in a Haunted House

Most horny pervs don’t start with rock hard cocks for snuff sex. You were one of the nice ones at first. Until the haunted house. An evil serial kidnapper used to use this place to torture slutty girls here, but one of his victims escaped and snuffed him out in the middle of the living room. You were there to take pictures of me in the house and to be my prop cock. I wanted pictures of me swallowing a cock in the middle of the living room. 

I felt the spirit’s presence the moment we got there. And so did you. As soon as you stepped into the living room, the evil poltergeist took over your body. I was too excited to swallow your cock to notice. Or see when you picked up a rusty switch blade and put it in your pocket. I found the perfect spot on the rug. It was right next to a huge blood stain. I looked up at you and grabbed you by your belt. I was pulling your pants down so fast. Then I pulled out my phone and handed it to you. 

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The camera started rolling and you grabbed a fist full of my hair and yanked me towards your cock. You fucked my throat so hard I couldn’t even swallow spit. It spilled all over my tits while I pushed at your thighs to get you to stop. You’d never been rough before so what the hell is wrong with you. You dropped the camera and pulled out the knife. You pulled my head back and then with one swift motion you slit my throat. I fell choking on my own blood right next to the phone. I was just able to crawl over the phone. 

You climbed on top of me and lifted my head. The blood gushing out of my neck and onto the phone. Your cock was still hard and my asshole was the most painful hole for you to force your cock in. You squeezed your cock into my raw ass. I couldn’t even scream. The blood was filling my lungs while you filled my shithole with that sick, possessed cock. You filled my ass with cum, and the ghost shot out of your body too. You were left there covered in my blood with your cock in my ass. 

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies At The Strip Club

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Sometimes murder phone sex fantasies are closer to reality than people think. All someone needs is an idea that creates a spark in the mind and the gears start turning. The Sins R 4-Ever club is one of the most popular places in town especially for bachelor parties. I’ve loved every day of working there because guys view me as a stupid ,drugged out whore but they always get a final hoorah before getting married. Tonight, I will be part of the bachelor party for a high profile developer. It’s his third marriage, but who knows, maybe he’ll be lucky. He paid thousands for this night and I’m gonna give him his money’s worth in the VIP room. He had his fill of his group party in the main room and now, it’s up to me to give him a grand send off. He asks if we can get another bottle of champagne, while I’m giving him my best Shakira moves and losing my bra to show off my huge tits. His face gets buried between them immediately as our champagne arrives. I turn around and bend over, pulling my skinny thong to the side to show a peek of pussy. I can see how hard he’s getting as I turn around and he puts the glass to my lips. I take a sip of Dom and kiss him deeply, as he sucks it out of my mouth. “Chelsea, you know I wanna fuck you. My wedding is three weeks away. Let me bury my dick in you so deep, it feels like it’s coming out of your belly button!”. He laughed so hard as he snorted another line and I laughed too. “Oh honey”, I said, “we’re gonna have so much fun tonight. I can’t wait to get your thick cock and ride it”.

Brad was all high, worked up and ready and so was I. I sat in his lap, grinding my bare ass on his half open pants. He groaned a little and whipped his dick out. Then he told me he forgot condoms. I told him I had some. I reached into my little clutch bag and pulled out a Magnum. I carefully unwrapped it, put the tip in my mouth and leaned over to slide it onto his cock between my lips. He pumped his hips, as I slid it down onto his fat cock. I teased him a little, then rubbed the tip against my pussy. Facing him, I started to ride it slowly. He said it felt so fucking hot–my cunt was on fire! I giggled and told him that’s what he paid for. The more frenzied I became, bouncing on his fuck pipe, the more he groaned. I noticed he was sweating profusely. “Brad. Are you okay?”, I cooed. He nodded and said he felt so good that he was about to blow his fucking rich boy spunk for me. I started fucking his pole harder and he began to gasp for air. I felt his dick spasm a bit then he lost consciousness. I got up off of him and took the condom with me. I immediately went to the manager and told him that I thought we needed to call 911. I even cried a little, acting like a clueless slut. I was told to take the rest of the night off which I did. On the drive home, I knew they’d never know Brad was poisoned. The condom was an ingenious idea. To think, he really got fucked to death.

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I was walking alone along a dark street, feeling a bit more tipsy than I normally do. The night was a warm and quiet one too. So decided to skip the Uber and just walk home from the bar.

At least, that was the plan.

I feel hands grab me from behind. And another set grab my feet. I freeze for a moment as I’m not sure what’s going on. And then, I start to scream when I realize I’m no longer alone. One of their hands goes over my mouth and I hear the whisper in my ear “that’s not gonna help you. Just shut up and take what’s coming to you, bitch”

I try to fight a little more, feeling my heart pumping out of my chest. As I struggle, their hands grip harder. Feeling the biting of their nails in my skin, I keep struggling. I’m a fighter, and I’m not backing down.

I get pulled into the alley way, where I get a better picture now of these two entities. Big guys, they were. And they start ripping my clothing off. No care what really comes off, just that it’s off. I try grabbing at what they are taking off, but one of them grabs my hands and pins them above my head.

I try kicking this time, but the other one who was pulling my clothes of is now pinning my legs to the ground. “You want to kick, fucking kick with a broken leg” he says, as I feel a snap in my knee. I scream in pain, no longer really fighting as that new sensation is going through my brain.

As the pain starts to subside slightly, I refocus and realize my clothing is in shreds on the ground, and I’m naked. One of them is already inside of my pussy, pumping away hard as I feel the sharp pains instead of the pleasure I’m used to. I feel wet, but I don’t think it’s that juicy sweetness I have naturally.

As his cock continues to ripe more of my cunt as he keeps going, the other still pinning my arms down. I can feel the cold street below me scraping my back, causing small cuts to form. Looking up for a moment, I can the one holding me see get a snide grin on his face. A sadistic glint to his eyes.

“I really hate hearing you scream. Let’s fix that shit now” He pulls out a long blade from his pants. Placing the sharp steel to my throat, he slices. Deep. I start gargling on the blood entering my throat, trying to breath. He keeps slicing more, opening up my trachea more. I can see he’s now looking at it lustfully, like it’s another fuck hole.

I feel him slide his thick dick into my opened up throat, and struggle to not convulse from the sheer agony. Using my blood as his own personal lube for the deep throating action he wanted. Thrusting hard and cutting off any way for me to breath.

As I begin to expire from blood loss, I can still hear them giggling at their mess. My last conscious thought is feeling both of them cum in my destroyed body at the same time.

Bloody dreams that will make you cream

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I was hanging upside down. Bound at the ankles, wrists tied behind my back. Hanging over a beautiful bathtub with golden claw feet. My mouth, taped closed. Shallow breaths. I knew what was coming.

I could see the shadow of him walking from the door way into the room. Holding a scythe in both hands as he came to the tub. The smile on his face twisting in a sadistic way.

He begins to slowly drag the scythe across my skin, not enough to cut it though. Just so I can feel how sharp the blade is. I cry out a little as panic sets in, and I start to try to free myself.

Then, ever so slowly, he starts making small cuts into my skin. I can feel the pierce of the blade as it slices acorss my flesh, baring with it the red of blood as it starts to spill. Coating the blade with every cut made. I try crying out louder, struggling to get free, as he just keeps going.

I start feeling light headed. There are now dozens of cuts across my body. My tits, stomach, legs. The blood lose is starting to get to me. The well of fear as I continue to struggle and cry, which fuels his need to see more of my insides.

I then feel the blade start scraping up against my pussy. The tip of it starting to make it’s way into my hole. I can feel the blade start to cut into the wall of the canal, and cry out even more. Tears now streaming down my face. There’s no stopping what’s gonna happen next.

The blade starts to cut more, blood now gushing out of my destroyed twat. Cutting into the pubic bone, and continuing to pierce more flash as the blade makes it way into my stomach region. I convulse, pain and blood loss setting in now.

The blade continues to go though, ripping out my womb, intestines, liver. Everything now spilled into the tub below. A collection he liked keeping after he was done. Because, with what consciousness I had left, I saw him step into the tub and start bathing in it.

And then, just like getting to the end of chapter of a book and flipping the page to start the next one, I woke up. Realizing I was playing with my clit and squirted a few times in my sleep while I was dreaming about all of that. Again.

These dreams always get me horny.

 

Domination phone sex with a killer twist in the end.

Domination phone sex            Domination phone sex with a killer twist in the end. Now, I know what you are thinking. Nope. Don’t even think about it. Thinking gangbang. To cliché. Perhaps injecting of puss into the balls or the captive. Yawn to slow.

            It must be remembered that pain can be torturous. It can at the same time be orgasmic. Combine the two and you have the best recipe for torturous orgasms. That is to say you will cum and explode at the same time.

            Now, to reach this point. You must first release yourself and know that as soon as we begin you are going to feel tingling. Go with it. As shown above the cunt is getting tickled with a vibrator through a cage. Next, picture the ball gag. The water is cold.

            Bringing to life all the senses. It must be remembered that in the cold things are preserved. Come play with us. The time is now. Be tortured to cum. Not until I say so though. Else you will be flogged.

            Until when you are finally allowed to cum you explode ending as the greatest snuff sex ever. Death by orgasm. The number one way to die.

Killer Phone Sex Victim Bleeds Out During Snuff Sex

killer phone sexNothing gets the heart pumping in my pussy like killer phone sex. My heart felt like it was going to explode. All the adrenaline was going to my clit while I ran. You were behind me with a knife. I got to the front door as soon as you caught me. You grabbed my arm and threw me on the floor. I was completely fucking naked, so there was nothing to pad my fall. You climbed on top of me and slammed my head into the ground until I passed out. 

I Knew I Wouldn’t Survive The Night

I woke up on my face. There was a burning pain in my ass and cunt. I was lying in a pool of sticky blood leaking from my fucked up holes. I grimaced. Then I heard your boots stepping to me. I tried to crawl away. You climbed on top of me and hauled my ass up in the air. I screamed for you to stop, but I was so light headed. Your cock slammed into my pussy and I screamed. It’s like my screaming made your cock harder. More and more of my blood leaked out of my cunt and leaked all over your cock. 

You fucked my holes so hard so many times I started to get too swollen to fit your dick inside of me. That’s when you decided to fuck me with your knife. The searing pain got worse when you started hitting my cervix. My pussy was being literally torn in half by your cock. I screamed again. The tears started running down my face. You forced me to kiss you. I spit in your face. I shouldn’t have done that. You forced me to look at you while you plunged your knife into my back. You pierced my lungs. I spent my last few breaths being a killer’s cum rag. 

Bloody Phone Sex Just Got Bloodier and More Torturous

bloody phone sexIt would not be Killtober without bloody phone sex. Recently, a caller inspired me to utilize more medieval torture. My grandfather did not just leave me his massive knife collection, but his medieval torture collection too. Some of the pieces are authentic and appraised at a high price. And insured too. But a couple pieces are replicas made to look authentic. All of which now reside in my underground bunker. Or best known as my new kill shack. Have not abandoned my old one yet, but this new one is more convenient.

So, after my phone call, I spoke with a friend who seems to be able to find anything you want or need from young girls to drugs to a medieval rack. But I have always wanted a medieval rack. And he found me one. For a pretty penny, of course. It got delivered yesterday. And it even has fresh blood stains on it. My guess, some one else used it recently for torture sex. Just like I planned to do also.

But who would be my first victim? My need to try this expensive, centuries old torture device, made me less selective. So, the first person to annoy me would win one free torturous death. And that just happened to be some vacuous self-entitled coed cunt who cut in line at my Goth coffee house thinking all the other Goth folks would not check her bad behavior, and when someone did, she went off on an unholy rant. My lucky turned into her last day on earth.

Nothing Better Than a Bloody, Torturous Medieval Death

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I followed her in my car, cut her off the road, dragged her out of her expensive car that no doubt mommy and daddy bought for her. Luckily, she went down a back road, less traveled. Tossed her in my trunk and drugged her. And she woke up tied to my new rack. Feisty whore. Mouthy too. I put a ball gag in her mouth because I hate those whiny, high pitched bimbo sounds. Once I cranked the rack up, she started screaming. Muffled screams, but at least she was no longer talking.

Honestly, I like to prolong the snuff sex torture for as long as possible so I can achieve maximum pain for my victim and maximum pleasure for me. But her voice and screeching forced me to put her out of my misery. So, she died quickly. At least quickly by my standards. But painfully. My nice new toy ripped her in two. Eviscerated her, leaving her guts on the floor and her  blood on my wall. But nothing a hose and some paint cannot fix.

Torture phone sex with Stephanie the snuff slut

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Master says that I’m his favorite torture phone sex slut. That’s because I have these fantasies of torturing little ones for him. I can’t help but to get all hot and horny when he makes me tell him about fishing a little bitch’s tongue out of her mouth with my tongue and then biting it off to feed to him. I get just as turned on when I start talking about spitting a big mouthful of her blood all over his huge, stiff dick and stroking him with it. I can’t get over how fucking hot he makes me. I ram my fingers deep in my whore cunt and make him hail Satan with me while I’m dreaming of us sacrificing all those little ones together. Getting fucked next to a cold, lifeless pile of tiny victims is my ultimate fantasy and Master wants to help me make it a reality. I want his big, stiff dick driving into me while we’re just inches away from a stack of my victims’ limp bodies, all torn apart and soaked in blood. In my perfect, fantasy scene I’ll have a cage full of little brats waiting their turn to be tortured and snuffed by me. It’s one of my favorite things to talk about on my calls. I’ll let Master pick the one he wants and make all of the others watch. I want them all terrified, knowing that they’re about to suffer the same torture and abuse before being slowly snuffed out. I’m already rubbing my whore cunt and waiting on you to call me so we can explore your evil thoughts. 

 

Evil phone sex slut Stephanie

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I’m here for the twisted, evil phone sex freaks that need a limitless whore to help them fulfill their sick fantasies. I just got back from a date that pissed me off and I’m ready to take my frustrations out on whoever I encounter first. Nothing like a loser with a micro dick to ruin what could have been a good time. I didn’t say anything when he pulled out that little 3 inch mini weenie for me to suck. I acted like everything was fine and put my lips around it like I was going to suck him off. Instead of giving him hot, sloppy-toppy, I sunk my teeth down into the base of his shaft, as hard as I could until they tore through the skin and met together. I locked my jaw and pulled back suddenly, ripping his tiny thingy off in my mouth. He was screaming like a little bitch and flailing around. There was a thick spray of blood across my face and tits, dripping from my chin and nipples. I chewed the tiny thing up like a piece of bubble gum and then spit it right in his face while laughing at him and telling him how truly useless he is now. I knew that I couldn’t just leave him there, all dickless and more pathetic than I found him. The world has enough losers already. I waited until he was in shock and bleeding out before I made a deep slice across his throat and slit it wide open. I left him there to get all stiff and cold while I dipped out and went about my life. I’m just some random slut he met on a dating app and he’s just some loser they’ll find tomorrow, mutilated in a dirty hotel room without the slightest clue who did it.    I got my revenge on the little dick bitch but I’m still shaking with rage, horny as fuck and ready to inflict more pain on others. Give me a call and tell me your ideas for how we can snuff someone out together. I know you have a wife, girlfriend or even some offspring for me to mutilate. As long as you have a decent size in your pants, you’ll have the pleasure of plowing my pussy while I’m strangling whoever we chose to snuff together.