Category: Fantasy phone sex

The Darkness

 

Evil phone sex

I want to chop you up into little bitty pieces, you fucking bitch. I’m feeling so super sexual tonight, and when I feel super sexual, I want to hurt something. I know I’m a deviant, and I love my fucking devious behaviors. Do you want a slut who doesn’t give a fuck about taboos at all? I’m the fucking dirty dark bitch that you want in your bed tonight because I will slice and dice until I get a bloody mess started. Let’s have a threesome we can cut a bitch into pieces and fuck her while she’s bleeding I adore taboo Darkness. My fantasy is to drive a lot lizard scuzzbucket into Madness by the pain that I inflicted on her. I want you to fuck her pussy while I beat her face in until she’s a pulp of blood. Let’s get sadistic together you and me; we can be the darkest, most devious Damned fuckers that anyone has ever met. I’ve got a big black van; we can go for a drive and forcefully pick up some prostitutes so that they won’t ever be seen alive again. My blood pulsates whenever I think of the damage that I could do. I’m horny I’m so fucking horny for some corrupt Antics tonight. Let’s make my dreams come true; would you like to be my sadistic lover? We can do it everything you want to do no rules at all.

Kidnapping Phone Sex

kidnapping phone sexI was out for a jog, when a car pulled next to me. The driver wanted directions. As I leaned into the window to tell him how to get to Whole Foods, I felt something hit the back of my head. I never saw it coming. I woke up naked, bound and gagged. I had on stiletto heels and fishnet thigh highs. I was not wearing that when I was kidnapped. I mean this was right out of a kidnapping phone sex scenario. I couldn’t speak because of the ball gag. I just whimpered. The man who asked for directions was talking to another man, presumably his accomplice who whacked me over the head. They were discussing money. I listened intently and scared as I overhead them talking about how much money they could make selling me into slavery. The two said they needed to try me out first to see what they could get for me. They left me tied up but took the ball gag off so they could mouth fuck me. I wanted the ball gag back. It was better than being skull fucked. My mouth was not the only hole they tested. They tag teamed me. They each tried out my pussy and my ass. They fucked me raw. They fucked me hard. They laughed as I cried out in pain. When they were done, they put a $5 tag on the collar they had around my neck. I was only worth $5. They joked about the dirty old $5 whore.

I know what I want for Christmas

taboo phone sexI know what I want for Christmas this year and it sure isn’t a phone or a purse or jewelry. I want a little victim for Christmas, something small and weak and very innocent. I want to force all her little fuck holes open with my huge strap on cocks. I want to torture her and make her scream and cry and beg for her mommy. I want to make that stupid little whore beg me to kill her in the end and that is all I will accept. Keep your traditional Christmas bullshit all I want for Christmas is a victim. It will make my little black heart so happy to kill someone new, I have so many creative ideas on how to kill her too, maybe you could join me and help me torture her. It would be nice to have a sick twisted accomplice under my tree too, someone to fuck while we end some stupid whore, what do you think?

Snuff Sex Death

snuff sexI had one job. One job only and I failed. I was hired as courier to take a large sum of money from one place to another. I was too stupid to realize that I was being followed. Out of nowhere, I was jumped and drugged. I woke up chained to a chair being interrogated about the code to my briefcase. I tried to play dumb, but my captor was not buying it. He slapped me, punched me, broke me until I gave him the code to unlock the briefcase full of money. I knew I was going to die. Either the drug dealer I work for would kill me for loosing one million of his money or my captor was going to kill me. With my captor, I would die quicker at least. Or, so I thought. It didn’t seem like a quick snuff sex death. He violated me sexually first. He quickly discovered my dirty secret. I am a pain slut. The more he abused me, the wetter my cunt got. He slapped me. He skull fucked me. He tied up my boobs and choked me. He strangled me while he fucked me.  As painful as his torture was, I knew it was better than being killed at the hands of a drug dealer out 1 million dollars. His cock was inside me cumming as I took my last breath.

Home Invasion Sex is so Hot Part IV

Ass rape pornDaddy and friends were eyeing the son but the sight of the mom with that cut off dick hanging out of her mouth was too much for them to resist. So, they stood her up, pulled that dress up, ripped off those panties, laid her on top of the dead daughter and fucked her in the ass so hard blood was spilling out of her asshole. She was crying and screaming the best she could with her obstructed mouth.  There she lay with her dead husband’s dick in her mouth, laying across her dead bloody daughter’s body being violated in her ass. Now that sight was amazing to me and made my pussy so wet. I couldn’t control myself, so I strapped on a dildo and took her in the ass myself. It felt amazing. I fucked her so hard that the constant rubbing of the dildo on my clit caused me to cum too. Not wanting to kill her just yet because we wanted her to see what we were going to do to her other two brats, we sat her bloody ass back down in the chair and crammed that dead dick further into her mouth. Since the youngest daughter had already been fucked to our satisfaction, we decided to cut her head off. The mother and brother were horrified.  As her dead body lay there with no head, daddy and friends took turns fucking that bloody throat until it was overflowing with cum. It was a marvelous bloody sight. And then there were two…..

Snuff Porn Addiction

snuff pornI was watching snuff porn last night and masturbating. I am a snuff addict. After a few hours of watching men and women, even girls and boys, get slaughtered, I had a wet pussy and an urge to kill. Snuff films just feed my appetite for death. They don’t curb my homicidal impulses. I found myself outside a Chuck E Cheese. It is a cornucopia of snuff bait. I found a young mother with a sweet little girl and immediately thought snuff double date. I kidnapped them, which was easy. The stupid cunt mother was on her phone when I drugged her. The little girl was immobilized by fear. I took them to my kill shack and worked out my anger issues. I carved them up like a Thanksgiving turkey. It makes me feel good to kill. I am a serial killer. I have never been caught because I follow some cardinal rules. I don’t have a type. I don’t murder in impulse and I don’t kill people I know. I also dispose of the remains, so they are never found. I dismember bodies and feed them to the coyotes. People hire me for their snuff sex needs because I don’t get caught. Now, a young mom and her daughter are missing in my community. They will never be found. There is nothing to be found. By now, coyotes are shitting them out in the woods.

Evil phone sex

Evil phone sexAs far back as I can remember I have always wanted to be the “victim.” I used to have wet dreams where I would wake up and my sheets would be soaking wet from my very young cunny. In the bathtub, I would rub my clit raw forcing two of my fingers hard in me all while I was fantasizing of being brutalized, tortured and dominated by such a big powerful sadistic man. I would pretend to not like it and fight back. But my little cunny so sloppy wet would betray me letting him know I want him to be more rougher, and more sadistic. I would fantasize about being publicly humiliated and degraded. Now as a full-grown slut I know that only the vilest woman-hating men are for me.

Taboo Phone Sex Mommy

taboo phone sexThe holidays bring about taboo phone sex fantasies for mommy. My youngest son has rape fantasies. Most boys do. It is just that my son thinks about doing very bad things to his mommy. He is a young boy, so I just giggled when he told me he was going to fuck me regardless what I said. I giggled, tousled his hair and told him he was cute. That was not the response he wanted. He was half my size, a third of my age, but he punched me right in the face. I stumbled backwards and fell. The next thing I knew my young son was on top of me, ripping my clothes off and forcing his cock inside me. He was calling me vile names and accusing me of cock teasing him all his life. I was fighting him, but this was no joke to him. He was full of hatred for his mother, for the woman who gave him life. When I tried to get the upper hand, he pulled my head up just to slam it back down on the floor. I cried out in pain. I felt blood trickling down my head. My son. My own son was forcing his dick in the very place that he came from not that long ago. He was filled with so much anger as he forced his dick in my pussy. Finally, he nutted. He hopped off me, spit in my face and told me to clean up. What has happened to my baby boy? Do you have rape phone sex fantasies about mommy too?

Sadistic Phone Sex Accomplice

sadistic phone sex

I love being in control. My sweet tight cunt gets so wet at the thought of blood and death. Your offspring were the perfect age for breeding and I just had to go with you to take the little would be whores into my care as I stabbed that cold heart of your beautiful mean trophy wife 20 times. The blood gushed out right in front of your fertile brats. They were in shock as we dragged them through their mothers’ blood.  I stripped them down. I would film them as we brought you in to breed them out. And men would pay good money to breed your other ones until they were used up and we would have a corral of slutkins to pimp out to be fucked to death. And then grind them up to make brat sausages and head cheese! Nothing makes my tight sadistic pussy wetter than using brats to breed and destroy!

Tis the Season to Make Snuff Movies

snuff moviesMost women are watching sappy ass Lifetime Christmas movies this time of year. Not me. I am watching and making snuff movies. I hate the holidays. The only thing I can tolerate are the crowded malls. And that is because crowded malls are perfect hunting grounds for sick bitches. The malls are crammed full of snuff victims. Pretty, vacuous and greedy little bitches who deserve to die run amok in malls across the US . Consumer culture obsessed brats who think the world revolves around them. I saw this posse of young mean girls. They were making fun of adults. They were scamming men out of money too. They were the kind of girls it would be fun to slaughter. Getting them away from the mall was easy too. I drove them willingly to their death. I told them I was a movie director and I was casting a horror movie that needed young girls. They ate up my lie because of their colossal egos. Once in my kill shack, I gave them drinks spiked with knock out drugs and I destroyed them. They weren’t passed out. There is no fun in that. Just subdued, so they would fight less. I like a little fight in them. They quickly realized I was a snuff porn director and they were my stars. I stripped them naked first. I enjoyed humiliating them like they did the women in the mall. I drew with a  sharpie on their fat areas. I wrote whore on their foreheads and laughed at their flat titties and bald cunts. Eventually, I got annoyed with their whining. I killed them. Slowly of course. I wanted to enjoy their death. I made it painful, cutting their femoral arteries until they bled out slowly. RIP Mean girls. You were naughty bitches and Santa snuffed you out.