My gal pal Kerri and went to a local BDSM club. We were looking for sadists who really wanted to beat the bloody mess out of us. Just like me blood turns right the fuck on. The smell, the look, and the pain that comes with extracting it out of my body We found one who said he wanted to have us both and he promised our flesh would be torn up from head to toe. And that we would be to weak from the loss of blood to walk out. We would have to be carried out. We called his bluff and followed him back to part of the club that had all sorts of whips, chains, Knives, and other torture devices I did not even recognize. I could feel my cunt creaming in my pants and I could see the look on Kerri’s face. I knew she was just as sloppy wet as I was.
Category: Fantasy phone sex
My Gal Pal
Bondage Phone Sex Gone Deadly
It started off as bondage phone sex. I met him on Tinder and we just had phone sex for weeks. He said he was married. I have phone sex for a living, so having phone sex with him was not a problem. Last night his wife decided to go on an overnight with her sister, so he invited me over. I knew it was risky. His wife could come home anytime unexpectedly. Or, he could be the modern day Ted Bundy. I like risk, however. It is what makes me a great kinky fetish slut. He had a room for bondage. His bed was even designed for a slave complete with sleeping quarters in a cage underneath. This man was a serious lifestyle master. My cunt got wet thinking of how risky this was for me. Until now, we had never met. Anything he told me, was likely a lie because I saw no family pictures anywhere when I entered his place. Plus, if his wife was a lifestyle sub, why did he need her to be gone to bring me over. Despite the glaring red flags, I walked into the trap willingly. Once I was tied to his kinky bed, it was obvious snuff porn was on his mind with me as the star. He whipped my back so hard, I bled. He carved whore across my boobs with a pocket knife. He burned my body with a fat stogie. He pissed into my burn wounds and the cuts on my flesh. He sodomized my ass for hours. First with his cock, then with his fist. My ass prolapsed. I knew I should scream for help or beg for mercy but I couldn’t. I didn’t want to. Honestly, I was enjoying the pain and torture. What the fuck is wrong with me? Nothing. I am just a submissive taboo phone sex slut who loves to be abused.
Succulent and Juicy Feast
My boyfriend really knows what turns me on and when it’s a certain time of month for me I have this intense hunger for flesh. Not just any flesh will suffice my hunger. I need to have a young succulent body with a juicy rump roast to really enjoy. I love to watch my boyfriend take her sweet ass as I take a strap-on and fuck her cunt. My accomplice and I facing each other as we violate the sweet fucking prey. I get so turned on and we embrace as she hollers and cries as we thrust deeper ripping her holes open. Laughing we take the flesh and marinade the whore with oil and seasonings enjoying the wimpers as we drink wine and dump it on her. We give her a white wine enemas and clean her holes right out watching as she goes into toxic shock from alcohol poisoning.
I slice her open and remove her guts and replace them with carrots and potatoes. We douse her with more wine and shove her in a roasting pan. We really love the smell of her baking and fuck until she’s done.
Let me treat you like a whore that you are.
Are you a dirty boy? Do you need someone to show you that all you are is a fucking nasty slut? Well that is what you are is a fucking slut and I want to put you on the streets in little slutty clothes and let big fucking guys pick you up and fucking pound that asshole and your mouth. I bet you would like that wouldn’t you? Well I am going to have to let them guys gang bang you one by one taking turns on your slutty little asshole. I wanna put bright red lipstick on you and make you suck a 100 cocks and get all that red lipstick on there cocks like a good little whore. So pick that fucking up and call me you dirty little slut.
Plastic Shopping Bags and Their Many Evis Uses
God I fucking hate little brats! I just came from the store and there were all these little brats running around. One of them rammed a cart into me and his bitch of a mom didn’t even apologize to me. The fucking nerve. I mean, who the fuck does she think she is? She has no clue of the evil plot that was already developing in my devious mind. I’m watching the bag boy bag my groceries and a thought began to occur to me. As I was leaving the store, I grabbed a huge handful of those plastic bags and went back to my car. To wait. Out comes that stupid fucking bitch with all those annoying badly behaved fucking brats. I overheard her saying that they had to hurry and get back home that no one else was there and she had left something on top of the stove. My pussy is throbbing at all the evil nasty things going through my head and all these plastic shopping bags I have. I mean, the possibilities are endless right? Use them to bind hands and feet with. Stuff one down one of their little throats and make them choke to death. Gag the other ones. And that stupid bitch who apparently spawned all of these hideous offspring. Well, let’s just say I have my own special plan for her.
Female Castration Phone Sex
Wow, I never knew that female castration phone sex could be so hot and so much fun. This pretty girl cam in today. Apparently her boyfriend had caught her cheating and strangled her to death. I had just seen a thing on TV about some countries castrating their young females so that they couldn’t experience any pleasure through sex. How absurd is what I was thinking but then again, it would make an interesting collection to add to my many other collections I have. You know, nobody checks to see if their loved one is missing a nipple or a clit. Especially if they are going in the incinerator anyways. I’ve removed all kinds of body parts and have them safely stored so I can admire them. So, today started my new collection of clits. All clits are not created the same. I had so much fun cutting all the clits off of the women I didn’t think anyone would notice, but it just wasn’t enough. I wanted to try it out on a live subject. Luckily for me, the bar around the corner always has junkie whores outside who make easy victims. She didn’t scream as much as I had hoped she would though. I guess she was just too fucked up. It was titillating though. I think I’ll look for someone who’s not so fucked up that I can torture and have fun with. I wanna hear the screams, the pleading, the begging for their measly little life. Would you like to help me on my new endeavor?
Kinky Taboo Phone Sex Slut
When guys know you are a taboo phone sex slut, they like to push the boundaries; take you out of your comfort zone. I met Todd on Tinder. He was looking for a party slut who liked to get kinky. I was looking for free coke. We were in his living room doing lines of snow and sharing kinky fetishes and experiences. He wanted to show me his dungeon. He had a BDSM dungeon in his basement. It was perfect for keeping a prisoner because the walls were padded and sound proof. There were no windows. Once I was down there, I got nervous. I thought I may never be seen again if I went into the basement with him. He had quite a few devices for male torture too. I joked that I could be be the executioner when I saw his full body leather suit. It looked bad ass. He put it on and he looked like a medieval executioner. I thought he might have snuff sex ideas, but he didn’t. He wanted to torture my pussy and ass, but he didn’t want to kill me. He laid down on a bench. His face mask had a dildo with spikes attached as a mouth piece. He had me squat over his face. He held me up by my ass as he lowered me down on his mouth dildo. It was a strange mixture of pleasure and pain. I was riding his face but getting fucked hard. I was squirting everywhere, but bleeding too. The dildo was tearing my cervical canal. What is wrong with me? He was likely ruining my pussy, or at the very least ensuring I couldn’t fuck for a while. I am a true pain slut, but he took my pain to a new level. I can’t wait to hook up with him again.
Shove Your Cock Down Her Tiny Throat
That’s it! Shove all of your cock down her tiny little throat. This strangulation phone sex has a twist. Your cock was immediately hard when you spied the tiny little morsel I got for us. Of course you know I want to have my little fun with her also. We can take turns torturing and shoving all sorts of things in all of her tiny little holes. You know how much I love hurting the little ones. Of course you do. You share in my deep dark sick and twisted fantasies. Now it’s your turn. You finally get to do what you’ve been waiting to do. Throat fuck that little bitch!! Shove it all the way down her tiny throat. Strangle her with it. I love it when they twitch that final time. The moment life leaves their tiny little eyes.
Brutal Porn
I took this extreme brutal porn job that I saw on one of sex websites. I knew I could handle this task since I love getting beat the fuck up. I went to the address that was provided for me. The door was unlocked. Walking in there was a little bit of light coming from a lamp on the other end of the room. I walked towards the light and from behind I was grabbed. A hand came over my mouth and one on my throat. Both hand tightly pressed against me I was being dragged backwards and I was thrown on a dirty mattress laying on the floor in the dark corner of the room. I could not see anything and when I studdard out the words who is that I felt a hard as fuck kick to my twat. I screamed and bundled up into the fetal position. The pain was intense and went shivering up my body. I could hear a voice say “stupid bitch.” I thought this was going to be a porn shoot. I quickly realized that was not the case. There were no cameras no one else but the man in the shadows and me.
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Cum True

Rape phone sex fantasies get me wet. I think they get many women wet, just most women are not kinky sluts like me, so they won’t admit that they have dark fantasies like this. I am seeing this guy. He is dominant of course. He asked me about my deep dark fantasies. I told him I had rape fantasies. He told me you couldn’t take the willing. I never thought about it like that. We got to drinking Friday night and having some hot S&M games. He had me wear a face mask, so I couldn’t see anything. Suddenly, the alarm to his house went off. We heard glass shattered first. His dog was barking and with the alarm, we knew there was an intruder. I couldn’t see what was going on as the mask was locked to my face. I heard my man arguing with a guy, pleading for our lives, then a gunshot and a thud. I was screaming for my boyfriend, but another man answered instead. I was punched in the face right before I felt my legs being pulled apart. I couldn’t see what was going on, but I could feel I was being force fucked. I could taste blood, my blood as it trickled from my nose to my mouth. I screamed, but I was punched again. After what seemed like hours of being assaulted, my mask was ripped off. There was my boyfriend and a friend laughing at me. “Still have rape fantasies,” he inquired? They laughed at scaring me half to death, assaulting my pussy and punching my face so hard that I bled. I had been punked. Cruel joke but it made my pussy wetter than ever. What is wrong with me? I begged him to punk me again soon. I am such a sick bitch.















