Had a call for bloody phone sex tonight. It started out that we went to a party at a friend’s place and we both got wasted. While he was outside for a smoke, somebody got stabbed. He ran over to help but there wasn’t much to be done as it was a lot of blood and the person was on their way out. I ran outside when I heard the screams and made my over to where the crowd had gathered. Since people quickly figured out that he was dying they made their ways back into the house for talk and more drinks. I had never told anyone but I had a blood fetish. I called my man over and began running my hands in the hot blood that was continuing to pour from his wound. I then told my guy to unbutton his pants and get his cock out, he was telling me that it was wrong but all I saw was red blood and was instantly horny. I ran my hands along his cock and let him feel the heat and the stickiness of the blood- he began to moan at the feel. I was now stroking and cupping his balls as he bent down and stuck his own finger into the gaping hole and scooped some of that red goodness out and used it to start finger fucking my already gushy pussy. We played for a while until the guy actually died and the blood started coagulating. We have now been talking about going out and finding a random to stab so that we can have more blood to play with!
Category: Fantasy phone sex
Bondage Phone Sex Gone Wrong
Bondage phone sex can go horribly wrong when you are a druggy whore. One of the ways I make extra money to score coke is with bondage shoots. I enjoy being bound and gagged for photographers. It makes me feel vulnerable. It requires trust. I must trust the photographer. Trust that he is taking pictures for some sort of fetish site and not going to hurt me. The truth is though, that if I am restrained, you can do anything you want to me. Stuff a ball gag in my mouth and I cannot scream for help. This makes me your perfect victim. I agreed to a bondage shoot with the guy I did not know. Coronavirus has limited my options for making money to buy coke, so I answered an ad on a fetish site. I thought he was just looking for models to profit from. A photographer pays women like me to be his model. He then makes way more money from selling the pictures to many different online rags. I never have ownership of the pictures, even though I am the model. The guy seemed fine. He had an assistant who tied me up and helped me into certain poses. He was polite while taking pictures, then suddenly Mr. Hyde disappeared, and I was dealing with Dr. Jeckel. He got verbally abusive. He spewed a litany of insults at me. His assistant started yanking the ropes like a sick puppeteer. My arms were restrained behind my back and I could feel him pulling tightly like he wanted to fracture my arm. I was not just uncomfortable; I was in pain. His assistant came around to the front of me and spit in my face before he began using me as a punching bag. He broke my nose. Fractured some ribs. I passed out strung up on my tippy toes. What woke me was the impact my body made on the floor when he cut me loose. They were not done yet. I agreed to a bondage shoot, but what I made was a gangbang rape porn. Other men came into the room and fucked my pussy and sodomized my ass for hours. At least I still got paid. The coke I bought helped dull the pain until it did not.
She should have just said yes
She should have said yes when my friend asked her out and none of this would have ever happened but she just had to be a bitch. She acted like she was too good for him when she was just a fucking whore it was ridiculous honestly and she humiliated him in front of everyone turning him down like that. She had to learn a lesson so we broke into her house late at night and tied her to the bed. My friend fucked every hole just like he had been wanting to for so long. She screamed and tried to get out of the restraints but she was tied way too tightly for that. We took our time and tortured her slowly and it was pure bliss. I made sure to tell her why we were doing it too, she should have just given him a chance but she didn’t so she had to die.
He had it coming
If there is one thing I can not fucking stand it is an annoying little bitch boy that wastes my time. This asshole that lives down the street from me does it to me all the time! He is an annoying little diaper baby, he acts like he is some stupid little baby, talks in a whiny little baby voice and never lets up. He wants me to be his babysitter but I don’t do that are you kidding me? I am a hardcore killer, I like to torture and kill people not change diapers and fucking cuddle! He came by this morning with his stupid little baby voice begging me for a handjob so I did what any self respecting killer would do, I invited him in. I told him to sit down and that I would give him a handjob he would never forget. I made him comfortable, opened up his diaper and grabbed his hard little dick and then with one flick of my knife I cut it off and shoved it down his throat. That’s what you get for annoying me!
Full Moon Abduction
My Halloween was anything but boring. It was a Full Moon, a Blue Moon even. I was attending a Master’s Private Ball. They all wore plague masks and beautiful gowns on the women and the man all wore tailored tuxedos. The Slaves, like me only wore the jewels we earned from our Masters. They were determined by our level and length of time in servitude to our accomplished loaded Master’s. Some that were owned by the prestigious Black master’s had many sapphire’s with their diamonds and ruby’s. This was earned by taking many big black cocks in one evening the winner got a sapphire at the end of the gangbang rape porn shooting. I was envious. I wanted to be owned by a black Master and get gaped into such a mess filled with the stinging salty cum of so many big nigger cocks. My goal that night was to make myself wanted by one of the Black Master’s to the point where he negotiated the ownership of me. I was trying so hard to suck as many of the BBC as I could get and get that recognition. My Master was getting irritated with me, as I hoped for. I had no idea what was going on when I was given a sheer white gown and my lock removed. He told me to leave. I was shoved out the door and told to start walking. The house was surrounded by forest. I was only lucky in that there was a Full Moon. I just wandered aimlessly for a few moments. I started hearing scuffling in the woods and got frightened. I froze and looked around. The moon was covered by the thick tree mass. I felt a hand on my mouth and passed out. What followed was the perfect ending of any snuff phone sex call ever. Abducted by the Black Master’s men and taken to a clearing in the woods where I was the gangbang Queen of BBC ass and pussy gaping festivities. I got my wish.
Evil phone sex whore for hire
I was hired for another twisted gig that I couldn’t turn down. This guy had enough money to make anyone’s dreams come true. He was looking for an evil phone sex slut with a certain depraved indifference, to help him carry out his fucked up fantasy. He wanted me to help him have his sweet, innocent wife tortured and snuffed out. She didn’t know that while she was asleep next to him at night, her adoring husband was on the phone with me, planning to have her gang banged and mutilated. It’s always the quiet ones with the darkest secrets. I drove over tonight with my brothers. We waited outside for his sign that he was ready for the show to begin. As soon as he gave us the go ahead, my brothers kicked the door in and were on top of that slut, ripping her hair out and forcing their cocks into her holes! They prolapsed her asshole and stretched her pussyhole with their fists. They sliced big, deep gashes into her tits and even ripped the lips off of her bloody, destroyed pussy! My whore cunt got wet as fuck listening to her scream and beg for her life! I walked over to the bossman and started riding his hard throbbing cock! I wanted that stupid bitch to watch her sweet, loving husband fuck a sadistic whore while she was being offed. I let my brothers finish playing with her before I strangled that bloody, cum rag with my panties. Then, we wrapped her up and got ready to go dump her body somewhere. Fuck I love gigs like these!
Some Bloody Fun With Daddy
Damn…. Daddy was feeling really naughty last week. I had picked up some hours as a volunteer of sorts at the local hospital. It was for the less fortunate, those without family or anyone to monitor what was going on. It was full of cute little things with flat chests, bubble butts and sweet bald cunts. Daddy was in heaven when I received a key to their nightly quarters. We planned to enter and retrieve a few of them and have some fun before the sun came up. As they lay asleep daddy picked two cute little blondes to enjoy. I had daddy pick one up and I picked up the other and we headed to a more private area. A soundproof room that is never checked. They were still a little groggy as we ripped their clothes off. He was feeling evil and soon I found myself body slamming and stomping and choking those little shits. Hell, he even had me put the spiky heel of my boot in one’s eyes and push until her eyeball popped out. If you have never seen that it is a must. Blood and goo – damn. Of course, as they lay beaten and bloody his cock was rock hard. I was soaking wet too, so I unzipped his pants and sucked his cock before climbing on top of him and riding him until I came all over him. He didn’t cum in me though. He pulled out and squirted those bodies lying on the floor. Then it was time to get rid of their lifeless bodies. You do know that these hospitals have crematoriums, don’t you?
Bloody Phone Sexy Fun
Bloody phone sex? I drink my victim’s blood and toast their death. Last night, I bathed in my victim’s blood. She was a hot teen slut. Not as hot as she thought she was. Not as bright as she thought she was either. She fell for the scream queen test. I tell dumb cunts I am a talent scout for horror films, and they buy it every time. Not sure why, but every time, that is the line I use to lure them into my car and to my kill shack and to their deaths. I had this idea or plan, I guess, to torture this teen bimbo. I was bored and felt like prolonged torture and disfigurement was appropriate. I was in a murder and torture mode. The cunt tried to flee from me, tripped over the rug as I grabbed her pink hoodie, hit her head and died. Just like that my hopes and dreams crushed with a blow to the head. Can I tell you how disappointed I was? I planned for days which cunt I was going to mutilate. I was pissed off. It was too late to get another blonde bimbo at the mall. I got creative. I put on a strap-on and did what I do on necrophilia phone sex calls. That was fun, but not enough. I decided to exsanguinate her. I drained her blood. Drained it all into the tub and I bathed in it. Drank it too. Masturbated in her warm blood. Blood is a fountain of youth. I love how it makes my skin glow. I was left with some skin and bones and entrails. I am a generous sadistic bitch, so I fed her remains to the coyotes out back. Keeps them loyal to me if I ever get myself in a bind. Sometimes you must make the best out of a bad situation.
It’s Only Fun If Someone’s Bleeding
The thought of your hand slapping me hard, the sting, the heat…the pain gets me so wet!
I know you love it to!
You love hearing me cry and seeing the mascara run down my face.
But I am not like other girls…I love the pain!
A tiny little slap wont do it!
Slapping my face and pulling my hair is foreplay!
If you can’t look me straight in the eye and choke me to near death while fucking my face, then you can’t make me cum!
I want you to wrap your hands around my fragile neck and squeeze so hard that you are jacking off your own thick hard cock while you slam it down my throat!
Then when I am passed out, fist my tight cunt until the walls of my cunt are gaping and draping!
But my tight ass is feeling a little neglected and you see that fresh fuck hole, still intact and your cock gets so damn hard that a cat can’t scratch it!
Then you flip my lifeless body over and start ramming that meat deep into my shit hole!
The only lube is the blood that dripped from my cunt which is starting to dry and make it an extremely tight fuck!
But then I start to regain consciousness, just as you are about to nut!
You quick backhand sends me back and you yank that cock out and lose your load all over my mutilated mangled body!
Now ThAt makes my cunt spasm!
Gothic Phone Sex Fantasies: I Wanna Be a Vampire
Gothic phone sex means you are looking for darker fantasies like perhaps a sexy vampire fantasy. I am not a vanilla girl. I like dark fantasies. I am obsessed with vampires and monsters I prefer Dracula over the Notebook. Vampires are so damn sexy. I think of the vampire in Fright Night, Interview with a Vampire and all the sexy blood suckers in the True Blood series. I like to watch snuff flicks and horror films. I want to see blood. I want to see blonde bimbos like me running around getting mutilated and tortured. Sometimes finding a really hot snuff porn is difficult. Some movies look so staged with fake blood. That is why I am here, asking you to make a real snuff film with me. I guess I have a death wish. You just need a bitch like me who is willing to die for you. I think my ultimate fantasy is to become a member of the undead. A sexy vampire has his way with me. I got to thinking last night about filming vampire sex. Would you even see him on film? Or would I be getting fucked and abused by an unseen force? Either way, having a sexy vampire turn me, gets my shaved pussy wet. I would be a hot vampire like one out of an Ann Rice novel. Even if a vampire fantasy is not your thing, I promise you that I am good victim. You can kill me any way that makes you cum.

















