Not only men have killer phone sex fantasies. There are many dominant women out there that hate me as much as you do. This guy who bought me from my drug dealer to settle my coke debt sold me to a woman. This woman I didn’t know. She bought me for sport. Have you ever seen a cock or dogfight? This was a cunt fight as she called it. She bought two bitches and made us fight for our lives in front of an audience that paid good money for a death match. I thought it was a ruse, but this was something straight out of a snuff porn. The winner of the death match got her freedom. The other got death. I didn’t believe either of us would live, so I tried to strike a bargain with my opponent. Even though she agreed that we might both die regardless, she didn’t like my plan of not fighting. She said if we did that we would most certainly die and likely in a violent manner. I guess she was right. At least this way, one of us had a chance, but I knew it wouldn’t be me. I am not a fighter. I am a submissive whore with a coke problem. I was starting to go through withdrawal. Maybe I had a chance. I was on edge with no coke, but coke fuels my dark side. When we were put in the middle to fight, I gave it my best. My best wasn’t good enough. The little Asian doll took me down in 5 minutes. She reamed my ass with a strap-on lubed in Ben Gay. While I was writhing in discomfort, she pinned me for the required time to name her the winner. The audience got to decide how I should die. It was gruesome. They beheaded me, and the male members of the audience pissed and came on my severed head. How would you kill me?
Category: Fantasy phone sex
Killer Phone Sex Fantasies: Death Match
Fucking Nasty Whores Finish First Not Last
I’ve got an so called innocent girlfriend named Amy she thinks she’s really smart she makes me so fucking upset. She thinks it’s just because she’s pretty and preppy and oh so goddamn innocent that she can get away with everything well I’ve got a lesson to teach this soon to be trash whore. You see I’m what the ladies and gentlemen would call a sleazy, cum guzzling, slut in fact bottom of the barrel lot lizard to the core. I like hard dick dangling in my face slapping the cock shit out of me, daring me to catch it in between my dick sucking lips and suck and slobber until I get an eruption of cum all over my cum dumpster sadistic profile. I hate innocent prissy bitches they make me so fucking done with all of their I’m So Perfect tactics to get good guys. Bitch you’re a good guy isn’t a good guy at all he most likely will swell an asshole up with a baseball bat. I can fuck any guy she gets and I told her too, well just so happens the little sneak of of tramp bitch called me on it and now we’re in a contest. You know the best thing about this contest is, that I am teaching Amy how to lower her morals completely I’ve made this girl into a superior slut bucket whore. Funny thing is Miss Prissy has no idea that she’s just as bad as me now you should hear about the things that she’s done.
Torture Theater
I’ve been friends with my neighbor for a while he loves hearing about my pain slut adventures. He’s always been skeptical questions how much pain I could really tolerate, and I always tease and tell him he was free to find out. I never expected that he actually would. Right when I was in the middle of my coffee he approached behind me and I felt a hard stinging in the back of my neck and the room just started to fade away. When I came too I was tied down to a wooden chair upon a stage with a spotlight on me. I could squint and see a few rows of people watching me, I looked down and I was completely naked. I turned my head at the footsteps approaching me and then my neighbor was in a long white coat and devious smiled on his face. He started with a hard slap to my face, when he announced to everyone we were about to see just how much pain I would tolerate. He even gave me a safe word to use if I wanted him to stop, which I merely laughed. He has no clue what type of death wish I had, I merely told him I would never ask him to stop. In response he grab my nipples squeeze and stretched them out before jamming a needle through each one. I merely let out a little squeal and stared at him challenging him to bring his worse. I could see everyone watching getting excited intrigued by my lust for more pain. He pulled out a long knife and made several long slits along my sides, prying his fingers into them to stretch them wider. I couldn’t help but scream but still refused to give in, in fact the bright red color glowing off his white coat only made me smile.
Strangulation Phone Sex
Strangulation phone sex leaves me begging for more every time. I am an erotic asphyxiation girl. I have always enjoyed rope, ties, collars and scarves around my neck. I have hidden my many bruises over the years with choke collar necklaces and silk ties. Jim knew my secret, however. He hates me. I never meant to tip my hat to him at a party. I got drunk and ran my mouth to a girlfriend about by dark fetish. He overheard us and used it to his advantage. He has hated me for years because I rebuffed him. He has been trying to date me for years, but he is neither rich or handsome. Plus, he is not a dominant man. Years of sexual frustration and rejection turned into anger towards me. He drugged my glass with something potent. When I woke up, I was naked with a choke caller on and in his house. I know he has rape fantasies about me. I was afraid, those fantasies were about to become a reality. He had no desire to fuck my whore holes. He said he realized years ago that I was likely a diseased skank. I had never seen this side of him. Jim was a mild manner geek with a paper pushing job. I only knew him because he was the brother of a friend. He told me if I was such a kinky slut, then I wouldn’t mind him choking the shit out of me. I thought this was some sort of snuff porn hoax. I mean he didn’t have it in him to hurt me. I was wrong. It wasn’t the first time, but I think it would be my last time. His hands went around my neck so tight that I passed out. I felt blood welling up in my throat when I woke up. I started choking on my blood, then everything went dark.
Snuff Sex Fantasies
Snuff sex is not for the weak. I get guys who call me all the time saying, “hey baby,” or “how you doing baby.” They call me thinking that they can charm their way into my panties. I know those asshats have the wrong number. I know they don’t have the stomach for my dark fantasies. I am on a snuff site for a reason. I am not girlfriend material. If I were on a vanilla site, I would be fired because all those dumb asses looking for the girlfriend experience would complain when I castrated them or worse. I am a sadistic killer. I give guys the killer experience. I take them through their deepest darkest fantasies to show them what it would be like to get away with assault, torture and snuff. The losers calling me baby and honey, can’t handle what is in my head. What is in your head. I am all about blood and guts. You don’t need to wine and dine me. You just need to pay me and tell me what your darkest fantasies are, so I can make them cum true. Nothing is off limits or too extreme for a taboo phone sex sadistic like me. Who do you want to murder?
I Love Watching People Suffer
I have always had a fascination with the medical industry and how far you can push a human body. I love torturing and using some of my own medical tools I have acquired over the years. I love pushing a limit on someone even if they say no, that word is not in my vocabulary. I have a couple stupid bitches that let me experiment and of course no guy because they are all lame and only think with their pin pricks will fuck anything if it gets that thing wet. I had a girl over and my lackey he helped put the speculum inside her loose vagina and stretch it as wide as we could. We got it open about the size bigger than a forearm. I had to choke her with multiple dicks and she was seizing up and all I was doing was fucking my fat pussy in her misery, these guys were like mindless zombies fucking her vagina grand canyon and pouring as much cum into as possible.
Kidnapping Juliet Phone Sex
I love been taken over the streets by you. You’ve watched me for a while, you know my patterns my friends, where I like to go. You know that I’m just a little whore who likes to be beaten so if I went missing no one would even bat an eye. My lust for pain was bound to catch up to me eventually. You’re excited as you follow me down the road staring on my long legs, making your cock hard. You start to imagine all the things your going to make a dumb whore like me do for you. You can’t help yourself, you lunge forward and start to choke me from behind while no one is around. While I lose consciousness you drag me back and toss me into the trunk of your car before speeding me away to my end.
Evil Angel Of Death
Evil Phone Sex with the sexy Angel of death. I will kill and torture for my own sexual gratifications. I get hungry fucking in so much blood. A wine glass full of blood to go with my burger made up of brat flesh. I take you down, down into my chamber of death and you see your wife and two teen girls strapped to the walls. I have cut all their nipple off and have them ready to be shoved up those beautiful bubble asses. I sit you in the throne and you watch as I pull your wife off the wall and bend her over in front of you. I have my hand on neck crushing her windpipe as I shove her and her daughters nipples up her puckered ass hole. I am making you eat her ass out after I stuff it your cock grows huge and I slice her throat wide open and let the blood spew all over you. I shove theat dead pussy on your cock and bounce your deceased wife up and down your cock until you give me your cum.
I throw her to the side and take down one of these Pretty blonde ankle bitters I slice open her ass hold and i shove my fist in her ass making her scream and begg for mercy. “Daddy will you help her?” Or will you let me have more meat tales for my cannibalism phone sex?
Bloody and Painful Ass Rape Porn
Ass rape porn stars like me are often strung out addicts. You need to be high to take anal torture. I was partying with a dealer and his friends over the weekend. I trade my holes for blow or whatever drug I can get. He gave me some coke if I entertained his friends. Of course, I let him pass me around like a piece of candy. It is just sex. I have fucked for far less in my life. My coke habit is expensive. My allowance doesn’t begin to cover what I use. So, years ago I learned that trading my body for blow was a smart move. It is a dangerous move too because when you barter for drugs, guys know they can do anything to you. Only a skanky bitch would trade her fuck holes for blow. To them that means anything goes, even anal torture sex. I was high, but not high enough to not feel the pain of several fists in me at once. Two fists went in my ass simultaneously. They got as deep as their elbows. Even high as fuck, I felt that shit. My ass prolapsed and bled. They laughed and joked about kicking my ass back in. They were high on something that made them more sadistic. One dude put a chain around my prolapsed ass and walked me around the room like a dog. Even though I was the pet, the other guys pissed in my face like they were dogs. I could hear my dealer saying, “Make that dirty whore earn her coke guys.” That they did. I was fisted so hard and so deep I may never sit or shit right again. I was forced to drink piss and suck dicks clean that were covered in my shit and blood. I was fucked for hours and humiliated over and over. Small price to pay for free drugs when you are an addict.
Bloody Audition
So a friend of mine told me about a local audition that was being held for a dungeon torture porn film. Which grabbed my interest so I requested to meet with the director/producer for a audition. I promised him he could do whatever he wanted to me. No special effects needed, I wanted to feel everything not just pretend. I offered him authenticity for this so of course he was skeptical and thought I was bluffing. He asked if I was willing to prove my tolerance. I volunteered gleefully. He asked for me to strip down and show him my lovely body. He quizzed me on pain preferences and decided to put me to the test. I hit myself repeatedly in the face, rubbing my swollen clit with my legs wide open. I twisted and dug my nails deep into my nipples until I could see those red warm droplets falling down against my creamy skin. He seemed pleased and brought over a big 8 inch dildo with golden spikes covered the tip. “May I?” he asked not waiting for a response he jammed it quickly into my wet pussy, pushing it in and out rapidly. I could feel it scraping my insides the pain was enough to make me scream. He then climb on top of me using his free hand to wrap around my throat until I felt the world spinning around me. It had been awhile since I came that hard, and I’m proud to say I nailed my audition!














