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Accomplice phone sex with Ivy

Accomplice phone sex

She was beautiful to you at one time wasn’t she? She was your everything but you were nothing to her. She fucked around on you. She is a dirty worthless fucking whore. Now she has called you once again. They had another fight and now it is your turn to pick up the pieces but you have something else in mind. That is why I am here. We met at a Dinner party and you really enjoyed the meat didn’t you. It made your cock hard knowing you just ate thick thigh meat from my last victim. You want to make her suffer, scream, cry and beg for mercy. She is going to tell you how much she has always loved you while she cry’s as I cut into her soft worthless whore body. Look she came to you with a cunt full of cum.. She was going to fuck you after she already fucked someone else? I Place the big thick knife into your hand and wrap it around the handle. I whisper into your ear all the things she has done to you. She want you to make her feel good but all she has done was hurt you.. Now it is your turn to have all the fucking power. Make her feel the pain and slide that knife into her skin. Look at how it slides right through her belly like a hot knife in butter. Make her suffer as I make you cum. It makes my pussy so fucking wet hearing her scream and begging you for help. Make her watch as you fuck my tight holes. She will never have you again. She will never have another cock inside of her worthless holes again.

Tormented Thoughts

torture phone sex marleyThey cut me loose in the wild today. I have no idea where I am, or how far off my plotted course for cross-country hiking. What I do know is that I have begun to feel these yearnings. Scary yearnings that seem like they would bring such utter bliss. I can literally imagine me cutting into my belly, running my fingers through it, and smearing the blood across my chest and face. I can imagine driving a corkscrew into my thigh and leaving it there until it stopped bleeding before removing it again. The images of me covered in my own blood frighten and excite me. I can feel my muff getting sloppy wet with the thought of my own blood drying slowly on my skin, like a body mask at a fancy spa. And, the scariest part of all, I’m kind of hoping another sadistic family will find me, take me in, and keep me until either they kill me or I kill them with all the bloody love we could share. My thoughts are scaring me today, will you help me?

Rape Fantasies With T

torture phone sex aubreeI had a great call today. I won’t name names, but T knew what a dirty little whore I am. I’ve thought about him several times and the rape fantasies that we shared. It’s so nice to talk to someone who shares that fantasy and knows just what to say to me to get me off. I like a very dominant, rough man whom takes control and takes what he wants. Nothing makes my pussy wetter. Right now, just blogging about it has my clit bulging and tingly and my nipples are so hard. His call left me breathless, bruised and wanting more. Do you share this fantasy? I’d love for you to call me and talk to me about it. Call me and take control, tell me what you’d do to me if you saw me in a dark alley, or in a park at night. Mmm, I’m on edge and in need of a release. Won’t you call and help me out?

Ashes to Ashes….

torture phone sex karmaMy eyes are closed as I absorb the energy of this old and musky place. My hand is in my pants, rubbing my swollen clit, my nipples rock hard as the cool, thick air kisses my skin. I can smell the musk of time and feel the dirt and dust on my back. You can tell that it was once an ornate house of worship for the poor fools that believe in a martyr that lived and died on a cross so long ago for their sins.

What a crock of shit.

Now it is abandoned, long forgotten with walls that are crumbling. The alter still stands and that huge cross that hangs behind it is covered in dust. Behind the alter I have bottles of water, bags of cement and everything I need to carry out sadistic sacrifice for my Dark Lord.

I love bringing my sacrificial lambs here and filling these decrepit walls with the sounds of agony and the smell of blood.

There is a huge ant hill in the back and when I am done I drag the body out there and leave it. When I return the flesh has been eaten and the bones are left for me. I carefully mix the cement and add the bones to the walls of my sanctuary.

I just finished adding the bones of my last victim. Nothing makes my cunt wetter then revealing in my evil and sadistic ways. Letting myself enjoy the pleasure it brings me as I cum right here in what was once a house of peace, but is now my house of pain.

Blasphemy in the Church

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I went to church yesterday to gain forgiveness for sins committed last week but instead I feel I gained a one way ticket to HELL. The priest kept looking directly at me during his sermon and it made my cunt heat up. It felt like he was speaking directly to me and his words hit me right on the clit. I began to rub my legs together in hopes to stimulate my clit and it worked! I bit my lip as I silently pleasured myself in the house of the lord. When we went to greet the pastor after service he asked to see me in his office. My heart sank to my feet! When I got there he scolded me for being a disgusting jezebel and said I needed rebuking from the devil. He pulled aside his long black preaching gown and exposed his holy cock. He slapped me across the face as he continuously shoved his cock down my throat screaming “FREE HER SATAIN!” I gagged and choked on his cock but evil spirits were buried deep within me. I tossed myself across his therapy chair and held my ass out for him to ram the evil out of me. He almost thew up from the sight of my nigger asshole but he was on a mission for the lord. I admired his dedication as he forced his prick deep within my ass. I began to speak in tongues and he exorcized me. I felt the devil removing himself from me as the pastor’s anointed cum flowed down my ass tunnel. I felt physically and spiritually full of Christ. I caught the holy-ghost and thanked god for saving me from evil and washing away my sins. I am a lowly filthy nigger whore and the lord came turned to flesh and filled me with his love.

Snuff phone sex

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I got invited to a family gathering where my uncles all decided to host a cook out. It was awesome there was alcohol and music and karaoke i was having a blast singing and dancing with my family since this is an odd occasion. It was beginning to become late and what was once forty guest was now one that was me and my four uncles. My uncles handed me a shot glass and asked me to have one more shot with them before I leave. So I took the shot with them and made my way out, when suddenly  passed out on the floor. When I awakened I found my self

with a blind fold on and my limbs tied apart with my body laying down on what felt like a giant stone. I began to scream since I just couldn’t understand what was going on. I felt these strangers grab me. One stranger began shoving his cock down my throat. I bit his cock but I was forced to swallow it because I kept getting blows to the head. Then I could feel something cold and slimy running down my legs then down to my bald pussy. Then it hit me that was some ones tongue, I began trying to kick and scream but It was no use. I felt the stranger mount me as he began penetrating me hard making me hurt in the inside. I could feel him cumming laughing as he filled me up.

Right when he finished another stranger mounted me but this time he was even rougher since he bit my tits until they bled and fucked me until I cried since it was hurting so much. Four hours passed as multiple men all took there turn fucking me and stretching out my holes. They took the blind fold off me and to my surprise it was my uncles who were torturing me. They knew I wouldn’t keep this a secret so they slit my throat in a Masonic ceremony, giving my soul to Satan for his return. I guess the lesson learned is don’t trust anyone including your family.

Rape Me Fantasies

torture phone sex aubreeI like my rape fantasies, I so enjoy pretending that I don’t like it don’t want it when really, I am getting off on it. Sometimes I hang out in parks late at night in hopes that someone will come along who will take the bait. And, I mean TAKE it. The last time, he jumped out at me from behind a tree and grabbed both of my arms. I screamed and fought, but secretly, I wanted it. I wanted him to fuck me so bad. I cried out and screamed, “No, please.” But, what I really wanted to say was, “harder, faster, hurt me, make me fucking feel it!” He tied my arms behind my back, as if he had to, and put his tongue in my twat, making me come over and over. The more that I squirmed and screamed, the wetter my twat got. It was so fucking hot, I think about it all the time. I am going back to the park this evening in hopes I’ll run into him again.

How to be a Boss.

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I saw an oportunaty to meet some new people and make some extra cash. This temp job was going to be easy. I was here for a week, Gonna make a quick $850 just sitting there and answering phones. I knew it was going to be easy but I didn’t realize I was going to be working for an asshole. I had to teach him real quick who was in charge. My first day I was like 2 hours late. I walked in hung over and not wanting to fucking be there . Then this fucking asshole thinks he can get in my face? I grab his cock as he is spitting in my face as he was screaming at me. I grabbed him so hard and squeezed his cock knocking the breath out of him. I took my sun glasses off. “Look in my eyes bitch, Look and see that I do not fuck around. This was your one chance, Do it again and I’ll make you fucking eat your cock. Now sit down in that fucking chair and eat my pussy until it’s time to go home.” Haha If I had known being the head of a company was so easy I would have made millions years ago..

Castration Phone Sex Sunday

castration phone sexCastration phone sex Sunday has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it? I don’t know why, but the holiest of all days seems the best day for junk removal. I love following pervs and jagoffs to church. Seeing them there looking all pious with their families who are clueless about the proclivities of their husbands. Not everyone deserves to have testicles. They are for winners only. This morning my eye was on Martin. Several rumors  have circulated about how he likes to impregnate very young girls then not pay for his bastard offspring. I have heard he runs a little underground sex club for men who like young girls. He is a sex trafficker living in a gated community acting like his shit don’t stink. Now let me be clear here. I hate almost all young girls. I am not some pro brat. I just hate a hypocrite. Martin is running for local office. He wants to ban abortion, deny health care to unwed mothers and has quite the history of uber conservative speech. Yet, he is leading a double life; one extremely opposite to the one he projects. So, I took his balls. Actions have consequences. That was his motto when he said unwed mothers should not be a drain on the tax dollars of working citizens.

 As I had him chained to a chair in my basement, I played back his speech while showing him pictures of all the babies he has fathered and paid squat for. I gave him an option: be out as a hypocrite or get castrated. According to him that was not much of a choice. He called me some names, which I don’t take kindly too, so I chopped his balls off with no numbing cream. Didn’t even seal the wound, so he lost a lot of blood. Made him feel every ounce of pain. Shoved his worthless nuts down his mouth. Yep. I made him swallow his own balls. Seriously, Martin is what is wrong with the world. Smug, hypocritical bastards living in glass houses and throwing big ass bricks don’t deserve to reproduce. I prefer my men to own up and be proud of their actions. You like little girls? You like to torture women? You enjoy blood and gore? Wear your freak flag proudly and never lose your junk, unless you want to of course.

Bye bye little slut!

accomplice phone sexBye bye little slut, it is time for you to meet your maker… and I am not talking about your parents! Now that we have used up all of your little fuck holes and tore you limb from limb it is time to kill you! Oooh, what’s that? You don’t want to die? Well that is just too fucking bad for you now isn’t it? Look at you! All beaten and bloody, eyes gouged right out of your head and pussy so tore up that there is no coming back from it and you STILL want to live?? You should be begging me to kill you, you stupid little whore! Doesn’t really matter what you do though, beg me to kill you, beg me for mercy, either way my dear, you will be dying here today!