Category: Fantasy phone sex

Cannibalism Phone Sex

cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex is so delicious. This is the perfect time to hunt for your next meal too. Folks still have their winter weight on them. Personally, I love it when a meal is pleasantly plump. Not too fat, not too skinny. I am a skilled hunter. I can look at my potential dinner and know how he or she will taste. Personally, I like my meat natural. No tattoos. No hair dies. No fake tits. A meal tastes better free of dies and preservatives. Once I eye my meal, I like a hunt. Makes the kill more satisfying. I have a meal waiting for me as I type. Female, young flesh. Tender like veal. She is in a cage in my basement drying out. She is not old enough to drink, but she stumbled out of some party too drunk to drive, so I pretended to be her Uber driver. There was not much hunt with this one. It was more luck. I was in the right place at the right time. And I was hungry. I was high and driving around not knowing what I wanted to eat, and she made my tummy rumble. I do not like fermented meat, so she is drying out. I have prepared a bourbon glaze with honey and butter that will mask any residual vodka taste. I have a big pan with chopped veggies and water to prepare her in too. She will take a good day to cook. She is a 140lb bird. She is going to be tasty, however. Very juicy and succulent.  It will be hard not to snack before she is done cooking, but I do not want to ruin my appetite. I will feast for a year on just one little bird. That is unless you want to join me in a meal.

Cut My Air Off

Strangulation phone sexThe intense joy of strangulation phone sex is often misunderstood. It’s not necessarily that I want to die. It’s the amazing high you start to feel when there is no air coming into your lungs. Combined with an intense arousal. The brain is such a funny thing sometimes instead of feeling pain it tries to hide it from you. I imagine my lungs suffer when I cut off the air supplies but I love the floaty feeling when they don’t get their oxygen fix. It’s worth all the discomfort when that high over takes my system. Wrapped that hand firmly around my neck, or slid a noose around my delicate neck and pull it tight.  Sever my air supply and be the deciding factor on when and if I get it back.

Snuff Sex with a Pain Slut

snuff sexSnuff sex is the best sex with a dirty whore like me. I cannot explain the dark fantasies I have in my head or explain where they come from. Actually, I do know where they come from. They come from cocaine. I like to get high and let men like you fuck me up. It is not that I do not feel the pain when high. It is that I love the pain when high. I will let men do whatever the fuck they want to me when high. I often regret it the next day, but I never regret it in the moment. Last night, I was doing lines of coke with a couple guys I met online. Younger than me, but legal age. They just wanted to party with a pain slut and work on their bondage techniques. I was down for that. I love to be tied up. The more coke I snorted though, the higher I got and the more pain I wanted to feel. I made those boys cross their comfort level. They had no idea what a nasty freak I can be when high. Sure, they had no problem tying me up. They enjoyed that. But I made them fist my ass and burn me with their cigarettes. I even had them piss on my  freshly burnt flesh. I think I gave them a taste for what it is like to fuck a taboo phone sex whore.

A Twisted Power Play

Bloody Phone Sex

 

I’ve had it the fuck up to here with these bratty bimbo bitches thinking they’re better than me. Any whore can see I’m the superior being. I’m strong, powerful, and twisted in the mind. I love the power of the hunt, it makes my pussy wetter than a fresh river of blood streaming from the jugular. I’m strong enough to overtake my victims, and to make sure they stay down when I put them down.

I’m twisted enough to dream up new and improved ways to torture, mutilate, and murder these pathetic meat bags during snuff phone sex. I love vile fantasies. I love making every single one of my nasty dreams come to life, and I’ll even cum if they’re horrific enough. Don’t show up at my door without a plan, honey. We’re going to fuck up some stupid bitch tonight. Impress me, and you can fuck this evil pussy, too.

I don’t get fucked nearly enough, but I really need some filthy bloody phone sex to even get close to cumming on the cock of a man. I used to have a sexy lumberjack boyfriend who’d help me butcher bodies until the cows came home. He and I, we spent so many nights playing in the hot, red wetness spilling forth from lifeless corpses. Blood gets me wet. Bring me something fresh.

Evil Phone Sex

Ass Rape Porn Star for My Boyfriend’s Friends

ass rape pornI am an ass rape porn star even when I do not want to be one. Most days, I do not mind giving up my ass. I love anal sex. But last night it was me and 10 men. I was trying to act like I was not in the mood for sex. I always am in the mood to fuck. I am just not always in the mood to be anally destroyed. They were friends of my boyfriend. They were over watching college basketball. I was hostess with the mostess. One of the guys spanked me across the ass and that is when it began. My boyfriend started bragging about my ass. He told his buddies that I have a big ass and it is still tight even though I am an anal whore. That conversation turned into a challenge to prove it and my boyfriend never backs down when challenged. The next thing I knew, I was bent over the couch and his friends made a gangbang rape porn movie with my asshole. Each guy took a turn pounding my ass and pumping it full of cum. They were drunk and high, so a few of them tried shoving two cocks in my ass at once. That fucking got my attention. I was crying, but the guys were enjoying sodomizing me. I was fuck meat. Just mindless entertainment and a place for the men to dump their seed. It felt amazing to be making my boyfriend’s friends feel good, but I will not lie. It hurt so much. My ass was prolapsing and gaping open. I knew I would not shit right again. I was not sure I would ever be tight again. When they could not cum anymore, they used their beer bottles instead. My ass was ruined over a challenge.

Knife Play Phone Sex is My Thing

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex is my thing. I like to slice and dice. I am called the wicked butcher online and on the dark net. Venus is not my real name, but your probably guessed that. Girls must have some secrets, right? Only my family knows my real name. It is one of the ways I go undetected. I am a ghost. Back to my knives. I castrate. I stab. I cut. I slice. I dice. Sometimes I torture a victim, other times I kill them. My knives are my best friends and the only friends I ever need. I was on a killing spree last night. I was just in a mood. Let me tell you the snowstorm was my accomplice because it made people stuck and prevented them from escaping. It was like 0 degrees last night but there were folks out. I had my dad’s old tow truck as my cover, and I picked up a few different victims. My favorite though was a mom and her cute little girl. What kind of mother drags her angel out in a snowstorm to get booze and cigarettes? Not a mom who deserved to live. They got stuck in the snow, so I offered a lift home with the car in tow. I have many skills and loading a car on a tow is one of them. It was so dark, and the mom was already drunk as a skunk, so no one realized I was taking them to my kill shack. Mom was guzzling her straight vodka in the back. I carried her in the house and punched her, knocking her out. I put her brat in a dog cage. Made her watch while I put her pathetic mother out of her misery. I just stabbed her in the stomach and ripped her open. Gutted her like a pig and watched her bleed out. I swear her organs smelled of liquor. They were fermenting. The daughter was in the cage crying and screaming. I fed mom to the coyotes, then mopped up the floor. The little girl, I am saving for you. You can be my accomplice phone sex partner because I know you have a thought or two about what we can do to her.

Snuff Porn Turns Me On

accomplice phone sexThe night I was taken by daddy was the night I learned exactly what snuff porn was. I was young and when he took me there was another girl waiting in the van. She looked like me, young, flat chested, blonde, untouched and so scared. We held on to each other as we drove through the night deep into the woods. When we got there the metal from the van doors was startling and she began to cry. Apparently, that was a huge turn on for daddy as he grabbed her out of the van first. He came back for me and led me into the barn doors. In front of me the girl was laid on a table, ropes attached to her hands and legs and a guy was videotaping her. Totally exposed and terrified she was crying hysterically. Daddy sat me in the chair and told me to sit still. I was scared but my curiosity was higher. I didn’t cry or scream or even flinch. I remained seated with my eyes fixated on her. Daddy’s friend came in and they took their time with her. I watched as they methodically tortured her. They climbed on top of her and forced themselves inside of her. They hit her and used her body for pleasure. They used razor blades to make small cuts on her body and pissed on them. She screamed so loud and with every scream they hurt her worse. I should have been terrified, but I was mesmerized at what they were doing to her. I watched them bite her and rip her tiny pussy and ass completely open. Blood poured from her rips. They rammed a dildo in her mouth knocking out her front teeth. I couldn’t move my eyes from this scene. A total blood bath but it made me excited. I guess daddy noticed and he came over and took my hand. He handed me a knife and told me to hold it to her throat. I did as I was told, so excited. Then the other man fucked her bloody pussy again. As he let out a moan daddy told me to do it. I instinctively knew and I slid that knife across her throat and watched her bleed out. I loved it and since then I have always loved getting guys off with dirty naughty accomplice phone sex.

Torture Phone Sex Princess

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I may enjoy being the victim when it comes to torture phone sex, but every now and then, when I’m being tortured, I think about what it would be like to take my power back. Yes, I’m submissive by nature but nobody in life is a one-trick whore. So my mind takes me to this far away place where I am the one in charge. Where I am the one with the knives, whips, clamps, and hot candle wax. Oh and let’s not forget those dildos that are too big to fit in the holes my torturer intends them to be for. It really gets me through those times when I need my mind to wander.

The first thing I’d do is tie him up so tightly that his arms and legs can’t move at all just like he does to me.  I wonder how he is feeling when he sees me break out the nipple clamps with sharp pins in them.  I’m gonna twist them on really tight, just like he does to me and I hope his nipples bleed. And speaking of blood, I think I’m going to get a knife out and run it up and down his body to leave him with some scars just like he has done to me. The options are limitless and every time some fucker tortures me, I pick up new ideas of how I will inflict pain on my next victim.

bLOODY tOOTHLESS BLOW JOB?

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With extreme torture sex we can give you bloody toothless blow job. 

Two hitchhikers, women, and traveling light. Pretty young women who thought I was doing them a favor. So trusting in fact that I had the passengers’ side fill with soft snores.  At the rest stop I chloroformed both women. It was risky but they both got the rag!  

I brought them straight to you and you had your dental chair ready for both of them. Laughing Gas was always your preferred choice!  All I had to do was cut off clothes and arrange those legs so you could see those cunts wide open and waiting for your cock. I love how you worked to pull each tooth out while pumping them with your dick. Savage ravage of unwilling cunts! Its music to my ears as they begin feeling the pain of each extraction!   I have to say your practice was busy with men who wanted to try out your whores with no teeth. Pretty girls gumming a cock as your customers got off on bruttally fucking bloody and sore mouths!       

Want to help me hide a body? 

Gangbang Rape Porn Star

gangbang rape pornI need to be a gangbang rape porn star. I get fucked so many times in a day and never get paid. Not cash at least. Perhaps, some one will give me coke in exchange, but most of the time men just take what they want. They did last night. I saw an ad on an adult site for a milf stripper. They were paying $500 and I needed the money. It was a private frat house party. It was a discreet thing; since the house is on campus, they could  get kicked out of school for violating Covid standards with a party. They gave me the address, told me what to wear and how to sneak in through the back. I thought maybe this was a bachelor party or something. No one mentioned fucking. When I got there, it was clear the $500 was not for stripping. I was hired as a hooker. They wanted an ass rape porn star for like 50 frat brothers. $500 to fuck 50 boys? That was $10 a guy. No way. I said I needed more like $5,000. The frat president smacked me across the face so hard, I landed on the floor. While I was down, the guys started kicking and spitting on me.  A couple even pissed on me. Since I was down, they jumped on me. Ripped my clothes off and started fucking me. Any hole they could shove a cock in. No social distancing. No masks. Just 50 sweaty, drunk college boys fucking a red-headed milf like she was a street hooker. I tried fighting, but it was 50 to 1. No way I was coming out on top. After a few hours, I picked my disgraced body up off the floor, put on my tattered clothes and asked for my money. They laughed at me and said they do not pay whores. I asked again and one of the guys pulled a gun on me. I left disgraced and used and with no money to get coke.