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Blood Rain

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   This dream I had the other night was rather bizarre. I suppose it had to do with the horror movie marathon we did that evening. I was the accomplice to a murderous scientist that managed to manipulate a virus into blood rain. My flesh was greyish green and I had wounds and scars all over me. The hideous scientist would inject me with his penic loaded with antiviral serum by fucking me in every hole.

This evil genius was so fucking hideous and he had this huge penis that oozed green serum. I was force fed this goo with his cock shoved in my mouth. He kept calling me his sinlicious accomplice. I am his succubus seducing and infecting my victims of both sexes. My cunt will infect them with a deadly virus and while this all is going on the rain turns to blood full of viral molecules. 

My scientist of pure evil manifestations continues to infect others making a whole new breed of anti-humans. These things are wandering the streets feeding on human victims and infecting those they allow to live. People fear the zombie apocalypse, but the real fear should be of these things that look fairly normal. They cloak themselves to appear normal and the only telltale sign are their red eyes. 

The creatures real identity will only manifest during their feasting period while they penetrate victims with their unsightly fuckrods of venom. There doesn’t seem to be a cure for this continued manipulation of the human DNA as my mad scientist continues to manipulate and alter the molecular structures being released into the air we all breathe. 

Please, I would beg my scientist of manipulation, stop this madness! Begging him I willfully take his cock inside me allowing him to fill me with his serum, to compel him to bring this epidemic to an end. Please help me in spreading the word or I will fuck you into oblivion. 

Delectable Flesh

I was invited to a party by one of my male friends Robbie and he promised me there would be alot of coke available and plenty of alcohol. This girl can’t pass up a chance to get wasted *wink*. Robbie picked me up just after 9pm, and I was dressed in some spiderweb hose a short scarlet red skirt with a shear meshlike red blouse over a lacey black bra. I also wore some red leather low boots with stiletto steel heels.

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Robbie seemed to really approve of my outfit as he seemed to pop a woody almost immediately. Poor baby, so I gave him a hand and blow job as he drove us to the party. We arrived at this big old house off any main road and it was kinda secluded with an old graveyard flanking it’s rear. As we pulled up I was excited in how creepy the backdrop was for a perfect Hell-o-ween party.

The majority of attendees were male and most appeared they should or were in some form of metal, death metal type bands or scenes. There were a few chicks that were very Morticia Adams types. I did notice a couple younger chicks that appeared WAY out of place, and seemed to be uncomfortable and getting fucked up quickly. I had to muffle a laugh.

Robbie looked at me and mouthed that they were “prey” and will be used for the center of the entertainment. He mentioned they were actually being fed spiked drinks so they would be good and ready when it’s time. For some reason that sent shivers down my spine. I was aware of some of the twisted party’s Robbie mentioned his friends threw and how he’s come to enjoy the taste of human flesh and how good blood pudding made from human blood was.

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As the party got under way there was an accumulation of folks out back around a bonfire. As I approached a few guys were leading one of the “out-of-place” chicks who was pretty near passing out- to a place just beyond the fire. Robbie appeared at my side “let’s get in on the action, Geneva”. We approached the group just in time to see the chick was tied down to an altar and guys were slicing off pieces of her flesh and tossing it into a large cast iron kettle of wine, stock, blood and garlic. One of the Morticia type women was tending the pot and tasting the stewed bimbo as she was calling it. I had to go over and get a taste. It was delectable!

 

Evil Phone Sex with Cassandra: House of Horrors

evil phone sex big tits subbyMaster is very fond of scaring me. He claims I constantly need broken in; calls me his stubborn Philly. Last week he had me kidnapped by a bunch of frat boys. He paid them some beer money and they snatched me right out of the mall and took me to this house of horrors. They left there and told me to find my own way home. There was no electricity, no heat, nothing. The house was so old too. Like I could fall though a floor at any moment. I was afraid I would hurt myself. That was not what I should have been afraid of however.

As I felt my way around every  corner, I encountered a horrific find that had my heart racing. My Master put me in a nightmare. He created a house of horrors just for me filled with everything that terrifies me the most. There was a room filled with slimy slithering  snakes. I had to crawl on the floor feeling them run  all over me. I peed my panties. Another room had spiders. Big hairy fucking spiders. I squished some with my fingers. So gross. I hate creepy crawly things. Master knows this. I was sure he was filming this and getting off somehow.

I had my cell phone with me, and although I could not get a signal to call for help, my flashlight app worked. I was trying to conserve the power, but I was getting more and more scared. The next room had something hanging from the ceiling, like punching bags that I had to navigate through. When I got something slimy on me I used the flashlight to see what exactly I was pushing my way through. Big mistake. It was like I was in a slaughter house. Dead pigs and cows everywhere. Gutted and bloody. The stench was nauseating. Master loves  playing survival games with me. Testing my will to live.

I have survived worse than a house of horror. I have been buried alive, submerged in water, forced to kill… I can get through a creepy house.  Suddenly, the floor fell out from underneath me. I was falling and landed in something wet and sticky. I fell hard too. I knew that smell, that taste. I was in blood. A vat of blood. No clue what kind of blood, didn’t want to know. I felt like Carrie at the prom. My long blonde hair was covered in blood. I fell in a tub. I crawled out and at least now I knew I was on the next level of the house. I crawled on the floor when pain hit. I was now crawling on broken glass. It hurt like hell. But I went as quick as I could. I was covered in blood, my own and someone or something else’s too.

I crawled right into a person, a live person. I thought it was my Master, but when I used the flashlight I saw it was something grotesque. A freak of some sort. It picked me up by the throat and throttled me. I was gasping for air, kicking frantically to free myself. Then the freak through me hard against a wall. I hit the wall, then fell through another floor. My Master and his friends were there waiting for me, laughing. I was  covered in blood, bleeding, banged up and they were laughing. My pain amused them. Does my pain amuse you?

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Dreaming or Scheming

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It was dark, and I could hear footsteps outside of my door, assuming it was my dad, or some of his friends, I went to turn the lights on and pull my top off. May as well just get ready for the fucking that normally happens. I stopped in my tracks as I glanced around, taking notice rather quickly that something about my room was very off. My bed was at center, no sheets, one pillow, metal frame, the room itself, was barren, all except for what looked to be a man sitting slumped in the corner.
“Hey!” I called out, going to grab his shoulder, to see if he was ok. He didn’t move, so I tried to pull him back, “You drunk or some-”.
I was cut off by the shock that caught in my throat, he fell backwards, the entire front of his body covered in blood, a chunk missing out of his throat, parts of his arms ripped apart.
I wasn’t sure how to feel, something about it didn’t seem real, like I couldn’t put together that there was actually a dead person in my very empty bedroom! I went to the door, trying to open it, but it wouldn’t budge, so the window was my next option. That’s when I got a look at my reflection.
He wasn’t the only bloody one.
It was all over my face, smeared and dried on my cheeks and lips.
I stumbled back, going to the door again, pounding on it, screaming for my daddy to let me out, but the door swung open, knocking me back.
The guy that came in was one of my dad’s work friends, Rick was his name, he towered over me, and when he grabbed my face with those big gruff hands of his something so strange happened, I didn’t go limp or cry like normal, I stood when he pulled me up, and as he started to take his massive cock out, I kissed his neck.
He seemed pretty happy about that for a few moments, grabbing my panties and yanking them off of me. I shoved him to the bed and for some reason… I felt so strong, because he just fell back onto his ass.
I straddled him, my fingers going to my already slick cunt as I pressed down on the cock, being filled up by him immediately as he grabbed my hips and yanked me down. I rode him like that cock was carved out for me by the gods. I don’t know how many times I came, but when he started slapping me around, I grabbed his hands with my sudden brute strength, holding them at his sides as I went from kissing him to biting him.
I remember it being his lips first, the way my teeth went through them so smoothly, I could taste his blood, and his pain. Something about the feeling was breathtaking.
He was trying to get me off of him by then, but there was no way I was giving up a good cock in my cunny just because of a little… split lip.
I kept fucking that dick, kissing and biting more at his face until the feeling of pumping blood from his neck called to me, and rather than spitting out the chunk of flesh that time, I swallowed.
That’s when I realized how hungry I was.
I kept eating him, even after I finished fucking him, I ripped his skin apart, throat torn the last few raspy breaths of his life stuck in my head like a song on repeat.
Ever bite I took, it still felt like I wanted more.
Then the door opened again.
It was time to see who was next.
That was, of course, until I woke up.
God, I was so hungry when I woke up.

The Fertility Right

Master invited me to another of his groups’ rituals. I was not exactly expecting to be invited back to his witches group, much less on such a glorious eve. Master showed up this afternoon with a new outfit for me, and he was expecting to see me in it this evening.

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Dressed in this exquisite black lacey slip dress Master had brought paired with some leather heeled ankle boots I was awaiting his arrival. Master came to me and led me out to our ride that would take us to the “party”. Upon arriving at the ritual space we were greeted by a few familiar faces from my last visit.

I was led out to the clearing were there laid an altar surrounded by a circle of which quickly became replaced by men and women all scantily clad or outright nude. Looking to master he just smiled as he led me to the altar. “Undress” he ordered me, and I complied slowly sliding out of the sheer lace gown. He slipped my boots off from my feet.

Master carried me to the altar and laid me upon a purple velvet throw that draped across the altar. Master then bowed as he backed away and removed his own clothing. Silence came over the circle as a naked man with a goats head mask on came forward and approached the altar.

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There was some faint chanting in what must have been of another language and I felt my legs being parted. I could see Goat mans cock long and hard moving in between my legs. I felt him penetrate me and he made me very wet, he felt so good inside me I couldn’t help but thrust toward his phallus and I wanted all of him inside me. I wanted so badly to feel him erupt inside of my whore cunt. I craved his seed inside me so badly I tried wrapping my legs around him to pull him deeper.

My ankles were being held and he kept pumping me harder and deeper I wanted to cum all over his magnificent fuckstick and felt him pulling out. Within seconds I felt a hard wooden phallic thing impale my cunt, and it penetrated me as the chants grew. I felt it slide out and another one slide in this went on for awhile and seemed all the women used their broomsticks to penetrate me. Following this I felt another real cock after another penetrate my cock hungry cunt.

I  couldn’t help but cum continuously that night, spread on the alter and being penetrated during this fertility ritual. My cunt was being offered up for the seed of life that night. the main focus was to impregnate me under the blood moon. I felt cocks pour and thrust their seed in me. The wonderful goat man returned and he fucked me like no other it and he exploded deep inside my cumdumpster cunt.

I was fulfilled and brought over the edge cumming harder than I ever had, cum and feed my cunt soon, please!  

 

Evil Phone Sex with Cassandra: Buried Alive

evil phone sex bondage blondeI thought today would be an ordinary day. Not that a professional submissive has ordinary days, but I thought I would be playing normal bondage games with my master. He was in a much more evil mood than usual. He put me on a rack and elongated me. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a tombstone and a wooden casket. I got really scared. He was going to kill me. This was the day I would be snuffed out. I knew it was coming, but didn’t think this soon. I pleaded with him, said I would do anything, any sick depraved thing he wanted, just let me live.

He approached me with a menacing grin and said, “Oh Cassandra, I am not going to kill you. I’m just going to bury you alive. If you die, it’s your fault for not fighting hard enough for to live.” Then he carried me over to the casket and dumped me inside. He nailed the coffin shut. There were little pin holes in the wood so I could get some air. But once I was under dirt, it would become difficult. I was pounding the coffin in a moment of panic, when I remembered all the horror movies I have seen and my master’s words. I need to not panic, save my energy and my air. I could feel him pulling the coffin. He put me in the truck and took me somewhere. I would later find out it was an old abandoned cemetery.evil phone sex torture whoreMaster was prepared. He had the ground already dug up because he just dropped me in a hole. Then I could hear the dirt hitting the casket and some dirt was coming in through the holes. I was trying my best to conserve my air and think. Think how I could survive being buried alive. I have really long finger nails. I tried digging at the wood , but that was taking too long and would not work. So, I used my nails to push up the nails. My fingers were bloody and I even ripped off several of my nails. My fingers were sore and broken, but I got several nails out. Enough that I could use my strength to push up the top of the casket.

Dirt started pouring in. I closed my eyes and my mouth and dug myself out. I pushed my hands up and clawed over and over and over as fast as I could. Luckily, I wasn’t down too deep. I could feel worms in my fingers and all sorts of other creepy crawlies. I was trying not to wig out but it was gross. I got my hand out through the dirt and felt cool air. I was close. I went faster, as fast has my hands could scoop and dig. Finally I broke through the ground. Dirt in my ears, my mouth, up my nose…I puked up some dirt, was coughing and gagging, but was alive. Master was sitting on a tombstone with a timer and laughing. It took me 3 hrs and 22 mins to get out.  He was impressed. 

It was quite scary, but exhilarating at the same time. Despite all my snuff fantasies, I did want to live, and fought for my survival. Master now will have more survival tests for me to pass. What survival games should you and I play?

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Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Unleashed

   Kevin and I have this “Unique” relationship, after all we’re both married, to other people. However, marriage isn’t the only thing we have in common, not by a long shot. The two of us met in rehab, and I still get such a rush when the powder comes out and the syringes filled with a special cocktail…

We started our fucked up “relationship” one evening when we said fuck these pencil dick meetings. We both needed a rush, so I snuck into my Aunts house (she’s a CNP), and often has what I want locked up for her home care patients. I had a key made a long time ago and she is never the most diligent on keeping accurate inventory records. I grab a couple syringes and chose my cocktail of fluid and pills.

Kevin was waiting in his van a block over I slipped out the back and through an alleyway back to his van. We drove a mile down to a secluded area. I filled a syringe with a special mixture of heroin and ketamine, and then another two with liquid cocaine and heroin. I secured the syringes and put a line down for each of us of blow, we snorted savored and were ready. Driving over to the Mall parking garage we parked and I got out. I went into the department store to hunt out our prey.

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I spotted the perfect rape phone sex fantasy victim and stalked her out to the garage. As she was approaching where we parked I made my move. This slut Belle has been on Kevin’s radar for some time now and he knew her routine. My pace picked up and as she was rifling through her bag for her keys I bumped into her hard.

Having bumped into Belle at the rear of the van I took the “bump” to plunge the syringe into her hip. She was shocked, and had no idea what was happening as the van door opened where Kevin and I shoved her into the van without anyone seeing.

Belle was groggily trying to comprehend what was happening as the drugs took effect. I bound her wrists and I slipped her panties off her and shoved them in her mouth. I started cutting Belles pretty dress off with my knife. Her flesh was so smooth I couldn’t resist slicing the blade across her wrists. Kevin parked in our secluded hideaway and  came to the back. He took in her luscious flesh the curve of her breasts and her sweet trimmed cunt.

Kevin really enjoys watching me rough her up and handed me a large black dildo from the bag with a strap-on. I strapped this huge dick on and just started wailing at her pussy making the bitch get so fucking wet. I grabbed another syringe as Kevin started getting between her legs pulling his dick out. As he was just about to slide in I slammed the needle plunging the cocktail into him.

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He was getting so fucking high and just kept fucking her with his rape phone sex fantasies. We fucked Belle all evening into day break and fucked her some more. By this time she was awake and well aware we had drugged her up and used her up. Belle will never be innocent after the night we abducted her.

 

Home Invasion Phone Sex with Blaze and Cassandra

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With that big ass knife that she threaten to slit my worthless whore throat with, that’s how. She threw me up against the wall, put the knife to my throat and told me to beg for my life. Blaze was a tad crazy if you ask me. I asked her if I knew her, if I had offended her in some way. Even asked if she worked with one of my masters. She informed me I was a worthless stupid cunt who posted an add on Craig List’s inviting mayhem into my life, into my home. She slapped me hard, then started cutting my clothes off with her knife until I was naked. She cut my breasts making blood  trickle down my breasts. Blaze said only a whore would have such huge fake titties. I tried to fight her, but she was stronger and more deviant than she looked.

There were repercussions for my resistance. She took that knife and shoved it up my cunt. I fell over in pain, bleeding all over the place. I passed out. I woke up in a dungeon, her dungeon. I was strapped to a bondage device. I was bleeding out on the floor and Blaze had affixed some  makeshift medical device to my wounded pussy to clot my blood so I would not bleed out. My breath was shallow and my skin turning purple. Blaze was smiling and giggling like we were playing some school girl game. I asked her for mercy and she started pounding my breasts with her fists.  They were her punching bags. She decided to beat my stomach too. I could feel myself fading again. I was in so much pain. I begged Blaze to let me go. No such luck. I pleaded again for an answer for her cruelty. She cut my leg and whispered in my ear, “Because you invited a stranger into your home.”

I was strapped to the wall, bleeding, battered and bruised, when Blaze suddenly cut me down. She looked at me slumped on the floor, kicked me in the gut and said, “Next time don’t be such a stupid cunt.” Then she left. Before she went upstairs, she opened a cellar door so I could leave. I was naked and in bad shape, but I got myself out of Blaze’s  dungeon of terror. I promised myself I would never again mess with Craig’s List.

Do you have home invasion phone sex fantasies? Perhaps, you are just into extreme bondage or torture? Whatever it is, I am your perfect victim and Blaze is your perfect accomplice.

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Taboo Phone Sex with Mommy Blair: Anal Torture

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Today he rented my ass out  to his friend. First, I had to give a show on top of the bar. My job was to fuck anything and everything I could find until my ass was gaping open. I started with a really huge suction cup dildo and worked my way up to a bottle of Maker’s Mark. It has a big square end and that is what went in first. I was screaming in pain, bleeding too. I am not allowed to use any lubrication. It has to hurt because my pain is a man’s pleasure.

My son’s friend was so turned on he did bourbon shots from my ass. He didn’t care that I was bleeding and in pain. I had to keep that bottle inside my ass until my son and  him drank all the bourbon. Then they yanked it out and made me lick my ass off that bottle. I had to clean it good. So humiliating. But I am a worthless wore. My asshole was inside out, gaping and my son’s friend rammed his cock deep inside me. Said he was being a good Samaritan and putting my ass back together for me. He fucked my tattered sphincter back together.  After he came inside me, he poured a bottle of booze in my gaping hole. He said it was a makeshift enema to clean up my dirty ass. It burned like hell and got me oddly drunk. Really drunk. So drunk I puked and passed out. I guess the tears in my ass let the alcohol get absorbed in my skin.

I woke up on the bar, empty bottles covered in blood everywhere. Good thing I passed out. My ass will never be the same.

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Domination Phone Sex with Cassandra: Controlled with Poison

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I was scared. What in the hell was he gonna shove down my throat. He claimed it was a delicacy in Asian countries. I thought to myself, oh great, I am going to have to eat something gross like guinea pig or octopus, or maybe even man’s best friend? Wrong, wrong and wrong. He brought out some blowfish looking thing. I thought fish, I could handle that. Then he told me it was a puffer fish. Pufferfish are generally believed to be the second-most poisonous animal  in the world, after the golden poison frog. Certain internal organs, such as liver, and sometimes the skin, contain tetrodotoxin and are highly toxic to most animals and humans when eaten; nevertheless, the meat is considered a delicacy when eaten properly. Eaten not properly, it can be deadly.

Master told me I had to eat it and he warned me to eat carefully. He was gonna take sick pleasure watching me try to eat a highly lethal piece of meat. I had never eaten Pufferfish. I was clueless about how to eat it to prevent death or extreme illness. I decided to go slow very slow small bites to see if I could feel a reaction. This was working for awhile until I suddenly felt drugged. I was light headed, dizzy and going numb. Master grabbed my head and shoved my face into the plate, forcing more in my mouth. Then my whole body felt paralyzed. I started vomiting and feeling my heart race. My tongue was numb, my lips swelled and I couldn’t breathe. I thought I was going to die. Master was going to let me die. It would look like I died on my own accord from eating poisonous fish. Technically Master had not laid a finger on me.

Then, Master stabbed me with a needle. Within minutes I could breathe and within hours all the feeling came back in my body. Master grabbed me by the hair and made it clear that he could take my life when ever her felt like it so I better be a good fucking cunt all the time. His message was clear. He owned me and my every breath was under his control.

What will you do to control me? Show me that you have the power and I will always be powerless.