Category: Evil phone sex

Torture Sex Delivered at the Hands of a Cruel Mistress

torture sexWomen deliver torture sex better than men. Although you may disagree with me, my experience has been that women are crueler than men. I got myself in hot water with this local dominatrix. Her reputation scares many folks away from her. But she makes some of the best underground porn I have ever seen. I fucked her boyfriend. In my defense, he said he was single. If I had known who his woman was, I would have stayed far far away from him.

She set me up to punish men. Somehow, she used a device that made it look like a text from my best friend, but it was from her. I thought my friend needed help. Once I got the text, I flew out of my house down to the warehouse where I thought my bestie was stranded. Nope. No bestie around. But I did encounter an evil snuff porn maker with revenge on her mind.

Abuse My Pussy

She tied me up. A woman scorned is much stronger than usual. Once she had me secure, she slapped me, even punched me in the tits a few times. When she revealed I fucked her boyfriend, I knew I was in trouble. She stripped me naked before tying me up. So, I felt exposed and vulnerable. As much as I pleaded for forgiveness, I knew she would not grant me any. This woman has a reputation that is no lie. She’s pure evil.

She used a stun gun on my tits and my cunt. I could smell my flesh burning from the constant shocks to my skin. I pissed myself. However, she was just getting started. She brought one of those industrial sized back massagers women bought in the 80s and 90s. When she duct taped it to my pussy, I begged her not to do it. She turned it on full blast and watched as I convulsed. I pissed and came repeatedly. But not in a good way. Forced orgasms in women like this hurt. It is over stimulation.

Hours went by, and that thing was still strapped to my pussy. Now, I was covered in sweat and tears. She did not care. I think she thought she might ruin me for fucking ever again. Like that could ever happen. I took her punishment like a snuff sex pro. I sucked it up and vowed to myself to never fuck her man again. But it is me. I am a whore and will fuck some bitch’s man again.

Bloody Phone Sex is My Game. Venus is My Name.

bloody phone sexVenus is my name. Bloody phone sex is my game. My favorite color is blood red. My fascination with blood goes back to my younger years when I saw an accident on my family’s farm. One of the workers fell off his tractor and it ran over his arm. My guess, I was knee high still. But my attraction to the site of blood was strong even then.

Now, I am a seasoned bloody pro. Rarely, do I kill some one quickly. I prefer long tortuous bloodletting. Call me a vampire of sorts. Although I do not drink blood in a glass or exsanguinate a body, I do enjoy bathing in warm blood. Witches believed that bathing in virgin blood extended their life tenfold. Do you know how hard it is to find a virgin nowadays?

Luckily, I am a taboo phone whore with no age limits and an unhealthy disdain for young girls. Stupid, young things make my life hell. So, I have zero issues with kidnapping any young girl. Last night, I snatched a young one for my blood ritual. Some illegal immigrant brat no one will report missing because no one knows the girl exists. She resided in a town a few counties away. Never hunt in your own backyard.

Bloody Funtaboo phone sex

Those tender age girls bleed easily too. Her tiny body hung above me. I could smell her fear. Her cries and screams, I found arousing. I let her stew above me in fear to warm up that blood further. As I laid below her in an old steel bathtub, I masturbated to her fear. I used my large Damascus gut hook knife to spill her blood and guts all over me.

I should have prolonged her torture sex, but my need for her blood compelled me to kill her sooner than I would normally. As her virginal blood cascaded over my body, I came so hard. I felt her blood bring me more life. I laid there, enjoying her warm blood and entrails, until it was time to feed her carcass to my pack of hungry wolves that l share my land with. Those wolves are the best accomplices I could ever have in my life. They eat the evidence and keep all my deadly secrets.

The Doctor Will See You Now !

Medical fetish phone sex

The Doctor Will See You Now 

It is that time of your life it is time for your first prostate exam, and you are both nervous and excited. Excited because you have a desire for Medical fetish phone sex and nervous to have a doctor invade your ass. 

When I walk in your ass clenches a little and I waste no time. Drop your pants and bend over. You feel my gloved latex on your cheek and yet again you clench up tight. I am no nonsense though and my hands push your chest down into the table. I spread your cheeks and shove my finger deep into that tight little ass. You expect it to be over fast, but I have something else in mind. I begin to fuck that sweet little fuckhole with my fingers. Hard and deep. Even though you never consented, and you did not want this your cock responds by getting rock hard and you start to stroke it. 

Accomplice Phone Sex Lets Play It Out

Accomplice phone sex

On a recent accomplice phone sex call, we sure enjoyed a fun time finding the perfect little victim.  Our setting we decided on was a movie theater.  We were going to put some pills in the drinks of a family we could get close enough to sit by.  The mom, and kids would be a lot easier to trick if they were drugged up.  I slipped some in the first two little ones drinks before the older two and their mom got up to go to the bathroom.  You distracted the groggy two young ones while I slipped the pills in.  Luckily, the theater wasn’t crowded so no one really saw a thing. This snuff sex thing started getting me wet by this point, running on adrenaline alone.

Then we left the theater with the whole family wobbling around.  I went and told the theater I didn’t think the mom was safe to drive.  The kids had run out the door before the mom, they couldn’t get back in.  We told them we would help them get in to just come to the car and I’d call the theater but my cell phone was in the car.

We then threw the two youngest in the car and bound them, and threw them in the trunk.  You got the littlest girl out first and started taking her clothes off.  I grabbed them to burn them later and put them in my purse.  I undressed the second girl. Your cock was hard as a rock from adrenaline I believe.  I told you to hurry before anything was discovered with them missing.  You got off twice in minutes like superman pounding those tight little innocent, drugged up pussys like there was no tomorrow.  I took a video on my phone so you could jack off at a later date.  Towards the end, you took their own pants, tied it around their necks, and strangled them as you came in their bald little pussys.  Our date became a way to live out your murder phone sex fantasies too. You said it was the best two orgasms you ever had.  We left them there for dead, burned the stuff, and came back to your house and had the best sex ever the rest of the night.  I can’t wait to do it again sometime!

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I can’t believe how horny I got when my boyfriend told me he wanted to knock me up to abort the offspring.

Over and over again, he wants to breed me and kill it. Wow, why did it get me so horny? I guess I am a depraved slut who enjoys a murder scene. A snuff sex lover who wants to be used up choked to death, and beaten. The blood all over my body turns your cock on so much.

You can’t deny wanting to feel your cock inside my guts. Why not go ahead and make it happen? Show me you will do as you please. Shove all that cum inside me and make me a breeding slut that will get snuffed out some more.snuff sex

Slit My Throat

Bloody Phone Sex

Slit my throat while you force fuck my tight ass. Bloody phone sex should always leave me soaking wet. Whether that’s from my dripping wet gash or a gushing wound is in your hands. I know that a lot of evil fucks like you love the chase. Hunting your sweet and innocent, but very deserving rey. You like the chase, and the struggle. The blood and adrenaline rushing through your body with everything.

Men wanting to hunt is natural, but the sickest of you are the ones that aren’t looking for the chase at all. You just want to watch the way the light drains from my eyes as I take my last breath. Snuff movies aren’t enough to fufill that blood lust anymore. You need to have a life in your hand. My life. You want to press a knife to a slut’s neck and watch her bleed.

I’ll submit to your blade willingly. Broken and begging instead of fierce and fighting. A sharp knife looks so pretty pressed against my throat. I’ll cry and beg you to stop. To slow down. To please let me go with my life. I promise I will give you whatever you want. Knowing you can end my life at a moment’s notice makes each stroke so much more satisfying. The fear in my eyes, the tears, and the blood sliding down my chest to my heart is what finally pushes you over the edge.

You slide your cock into me for the last time, and the knife cuts me from ear to ear at the same time. Your cum shoots deep into me as I thrash around you. My hands reaching for my throat as I gurgle and try to scream. You completely drain your balls as my blood is drained from my body.

Have you thought of what you’d do during bloody phone sex?

Bloody Phone Sex

The thought of bloody phone sex should honestly raise so many thoughts and ideas in your mind. That is if you’re a true sadist that wants to see that crimson red joy drip from the skin of one of your hot little victims. Weather I am helping you being your accomplice, or bleeding for you like a whimpering little bitch. I want you to be as creative and open with me as you possibly can be.

There’s nothing I love more than super fucked up sadistic play, and everything that comes with it. Right down to the possibility of being snuffed out like a greedy little pain slut. Always welcoming everything coming my way, taking it one step at a time and allowing for the pain and manipulation to enter my body.

What would you do to me if you had the chance? Care to share your thoughts and feelings?

The fucked up ideas that pulse through your mind on a daily basis. Making you want to succumb to the darker side of life, the darker side that could end you up in a decent amount of trouble. This is exactly what you need. To use and manipulate a hot little thing that’s ready to take everything you have to give her. To sit there whimpering and begging you to stop, knowing that’s not going to happen. It’s all part of the rush isn’t it.

The weak soul begging to be saved by the monster that’s violating her basic human rights. Making her feel way less than that. That’s how it should be, isn’t it?

Accomplice Helps Master Kidnap and Castrate Victims

Castration phone sexYou have me completely under your spell. I will do whatever you say. You’ve mutilated my body, cutting me with knives and completely scarring my body, leaving me a scarred mess. You’ve fantasy raped me multiple times until my pussy bled and I couldn’t scream or cry any more. My head is completely fucked, but fucked in your favor. You need someone to lure men in with my pretty face. They drive me back to your place. I invite them inside, revealing my fucked up body. By the time they step back in horror, it is too late. You tie them up to your operating table, numbing them but allowing them to watch as you castrate them, making them completely impotent. Your power only grows stronger the more you castrate and consume them, which now allows you to fantasy rape the men you really want. I stay by your side, ready to slice his throat so he can never tell about how you humiliated him.

Mutilation phone sex

Mutilation phone sex

Mutilation phone sex will cure all your ails even those that you don’t know about. I have so many toys that I play with and they will make you hard. Finding just right victim. Stalking them. Found a nice succulent compact whore. Watch me as I heat a long copper rod, the tip red hot, sitting in the fire.  Roll it right over her pussy lips. Smell the pussy hair burning, singing. Mmm…yes scream. 

The more she screams the hotter I get. Snuggling it between her pussy lips. Searing her clit. Making you hard and me wet. Dripping onto my leg. Take the copper pipe, that is good. Hold it steady as I heat it with a blow torch. Lower it, I want the blow torch to sear her skin. Distorting it. 

Holding it closer to her nipples. Screams filling the air. Fuck me. Take me. Right on her. Her screams are driving me wild. Dropping the copper pipe on her breasts. Rolling burning, skin smoldering. You need to fuck me as I torture more screams from her. Hence making me wetter, hotter. 

Violent Phone Sex Tendencies: I Come with Warning Labels

I am prone to violent phone sex outbursts. I am the kind of woman who comes with warning labels. However, the problem is no one reads the labels. Not my fault when they end up dead. I warned them. Personally, I do not think I look like a person who is not serious. I am a Goth chick. None of us look like pushovers. But every week I meet someone who clearly cannot read or take social cues very well. Usually, it is men. But this week, it was a fellow Goth chick.

I met Amber at a Goth club. If truth be told, I am bisexual. I like pussy almost more than cock. Either way though, I am not the typical relationship girl. I do not like romantic gestures. That includes things like baby talk, cuddling, spooning and anything affectionate. I am not that kind of girl. Sex is all I need from a person. All I want from them too. Amber appeared to be a hardcore Goth girl like me. Potential accomplice phone sex material.

I explained to Amber my anti relationship stance. She seemed cool with it. Then on our third hookup, I had to kill her. She showed up with flowers and candy and wanted to move in with me. I will never live with some one I am fucking. She entered my house, and I told her we should spend the weekend in my cabin in the woods. She had no clue that is my kill shack. Some dark, twisted shit occurs in my cabin in the woods.  If those walls could talk.

Murderous Goth Bitch

Almost immediately when she entered my cabin, she knew she was in trouble. I think she could smell the death and feel the presence of all the lost souls that have died there. I made her death quick. She was a good cunt licker, so she did not suffer like the others. I stabbed her in the heart and within a few minutes she was dead. Although I will miss her tongue, she needed to die. I enjoyed carving her up afterwards though. I took my time dismembering her. Even ate her pussy before I chopped off her limbs. Amber is bear food now.

If I could kill a great cunt licker so easily, imagine what I could do to you. Let Amber’s death be a cautionary tale to you. Don’t baby talk a sadistic taboo phone sex bitch. And don’t fall in love with one either.