Category: Gothic phone sex

Sadistic Phone Sex is The Best Finale For You

Sadistic Phone Sex with your sadistic queen, the architect of exquisite endings, I am Morticia. Understand, men don’t just submit to me; they surrender their last breath for my pleasure.
Tonight, you lie bound spread-eagled on my black silk sheets, cock rigid and leaking despite the terror in your eyes.
First, I trail a single gloved finger down your chest, over your trembling stomach, and circle the head of your shaft. Weakened, you whimper when I squeeze—hard—drawing a bead of precum that I smear across your lips.
Then, Breaking the silence, “Tonight,” I whisper, climbing astride you, “you don’t cum and live. You cum and die.”
Next, I sink down slowly, letting my tight, wet heat swallow every inch of you. Then your hips buck involuntarily, but the ropes hold you still. As I ride you with deliberate cruelty—long, grinding strokes that drag my walls along your length, milking you without mercy.

Sadistic Phone Sex is Your Means to an End

As I ride, my firm breasts sway above your face; I lean forward and smother you briefly, letting you taste the edge of suffocation. Undoubtedly, you’re close already. In fact, I feel it in the desperate throb inside me.
Finally, I reach for the silk cord coiled beside the bed. With a wicked smile, I loop it around your throat—loose at first, then tighter as I quicken my pace.
Instinctively, your eyes widen, panic flashing as the pressure builds. As I ride harder, pussy clenching rhythmically, forcing you toward the brink.
“Beg me,” I hiss, pulling the cord just enough to make your face redden.
“Please… Morticia…” you choke out. I yank it tight. Your body arches violently beneath me, cock swelling impossibly thicker as oxygen flees.
Finally, I grind down savagely, chasing my own climax while your vision darkens. The moment your final, frantic thrust drives deepest, I cum—walls spasming around you, flooding your shaft with my release.
That’s when you break. Your cock erupts inside me, pulse after thick pulse, even as your struggles weaken. I keep the cord taut, riding your dying spasms, milking every last drop from your twitching body until you go still.
Only then do I loosen the silk and lean down to kiss your cooling lips. “Perfect,” I murmur, still impaled on your lifeless cock.
“You came…and you died. Exactly as promised.” I stay there a while longer, savoring the warmth fading inside me.
Another beautiful snuff sex victim for my dark fantasies collection.
Who’s next? Kneel and beg, darling. Morticia is always hungry.
Sadistic Phone Sex

Evil Phone Sex is The Best w/a Seductive Goddess Killer

Evil phone sex goddess Morticia hunts at night. And when I am hunting any man may fall into my trap. And when you do fall into my trap you fall under my spell.

When I am out stalking for fresh blood, and flesh my mind is focused and my cunt is wet. What’s more arousing than having a man’s pride and power wither under my spell? Well, I tell you nothing! It’s the most delicious thing. Well next to the taste of blood from my victim with the mixture of arousal and fear.

Evil Phone Sex Makes My Sadistic Needs Fed… Slightly

First guy that approached me took a total of two minutes of me entering the Black Rose. As he slid in next to me at the bar he took it onto himself to buy my drink. With great annoyance I asked him what made him think I needed charity?

Obviously, this guy thought he was some kind of smooth operator. So all I could think next is to get to the point. So I asked if he wanted a blowjob. Smiling as sweetly as I could but my eyes certainly twinkled with evil.

When we got outside I asked him where his car was. And we went to it. Well, it was clean and a luxury sedan with leather seats. As I slid in the passenger seat I asked if he would prefer we go back to his place. With hopes that it would be sound proof and that we are alone.

And my hopes were accredited with a nice little warehouse that was all his. Then I noticed that we were the same. His set up was rigged with a hidden dungeon and there I found some sweet young pussy. When he tried to push me down and overtake me I slipped my knife out and stabbed him.

Snuff Sex is just the most amazing fun

First stab was to the nuts. The next cut with be his neck. As he gurgled and bled out I went to that young piece of ass. Then I texted one of my perverts the address and finished off my prey.

Once I rode the dick to my own delight I severed his head completely. As I finished with his dick I cut it off as well. After all I need my trophy. And the girls well the pervert arrived and took his use of her as well. But only after I cut her head off and pissed down her throat right onto his dick.

Evil Phone Sex

Bloody Phone Sex Christmas is Here

bloody phone sexFor me, it’s not Christmas without some bloody phone sex. I like to put the red in Christmas. One of my favorite things to do this time of year is murder folks who do not understand the spirit of Christmas. And nowadays, I encounter scrooges left and right. Mother nature blessed us with white fluffy snow. And I find it erotic when I can go 80s slasher on some Scrooge in the snow. I love watching an asshole or a cunt bleed out in the white fluffy snow.

So, the setting seemed right, but I needed to find someone to kill. And that was much easier than I expected. I met a Karen. A stuck-up cunt who tried to fight a woman in Target for the last of some creepy ass looking doll.

Something very unsettling about her. She came into a Target in designer clothes and a bag that probably cost more than all the employees combined make in a month. And she acted superior. Grabbed the doll right out of a woman’s hand and then tossed her some money like that would make it OK.

Usually, I hunt for women like this at Walmart because that store brings out the ugly in everybody. I stopped into Target because of Starbucks. I just wanted a strong black coffee before I started hunting for my snuff porn star. But I found my victim right out of the gate.

This World is Full of Too Many Grinches

I keep a kill kit in my trunk along with a few disguises. So, I’m always prepared when I meet somebody who needs to die. I followed her in her big ass Denali. God she’s an awful driver. Distracted driver. She was fucking texting the entire time. Her driving almost caused a couple accidents. The self-entitled bitch really needed to die.

But I needed to be careful. I could not impulse kill her as much as I wanted because she lived in a fortress. However, I spent an entire night in my car, parked down the street watching that house. And I figured out a way to get in without being caught on camera. One of my many skills involves knowing how to bypass alarm systems. She appeared to be in that house alone. Perfect. I broke in the next night and drugged her with chloroform. Then I dragged her out into her backyard in all that fluffy snow.

I staged the crime scene to look like a robbery. Plus, a sexual assault by putting a condom on a dildo and tearing her nightgown. Sadly, she the chloroform put her in a deep sleep when I murdered her in the snow. But with neighbors on either side of her big ass privacy fences, I could not risk her screaming. Sure, I probably should’ve taken her to my kill shack or my dungeon, but I needed this to look like a robbery gone bad. This time of year, folks break into wealthy homes all the time.

Some Cunts Just Deserve to Die

I also needed to restrain myself from eviscerating her. Overkill looks personal and I needed this to look like a robbery gone wrong. So, I simply slit her throat. And I watched her unconscious body bleed out into the snow. And it looked beautiful. Her warm crimson blood began to melt the snow around her body.

She never knew why I murdered her. And I do like my victims understanding why they deserved killer phone sex. But I did my best with the situation. I know nothing about this woman other than she’s an awful cunt. She got what she deserved.

And I will always kill bitches like that. However, I prefer to make them suffer a lot longer than this bitch did. But one less grinch this Christmas. So, I’ll take it as a win. I mean, I did get to see her beautiful blood spill out of her awful body into that pure white snow. And that will live rent free in my mind forever.

Castration Phone Sex Games Can Get Wild!

Castration Phone Sex

Castration phone sex games are so much fun! I love tying up a submissive man and telling him how much i’m going to torture his cock. I start off by wrapping a thin twine of rope around the base of his cock and tie up his balls nice and tight making the bulge out. When I pull the rope tight his balls turn a deep purple color and I laugh at him as he moans in pain. I mock him and ask if he’s tired of these castration phone sex games and give his cock another strong tug. Then I gently run the tip of my knife up his cock and laugh at him evilly.

Knife Play Phone Sex

I bite the bottom of my lips as the first small drop of blood trickles down my knife. I whisper to him that I’m Going to do a knife phone sex game as I start to cut away his cock and giggle as he whimpers. when its cut away I pull off His balls with a twist and a yank. Then I close the wound with a red hot blade making his skin sizzle and seal. I tell him he’s a bitch and I’m going to make him eat his sausage and balls tonight. I laugh as i leave him tied up to the bed.

Lets Cut Her Up And Drink Her Blood Together!

Cheap Phone Sex

I love being a cannibal whore with my filthy satanic boyfriend. We fantasized last night about kidnapping a catholic school girl. She would be blond with a flat chest and puffy nipples a flat stomach and a little bubble but. We take her to our cabin and my boyfriend strips her down and starts raping her tight little hole in this fantasy. She screams and cries as he pumps his demonic cock in and out of her tights hole I start shaving off her hair as she screams and give him a big kiss then we slit her throat in this fantasy and I fill two cups up with her blood and we drink it down before we fuck over her dying body as she chokes on her own blood I laugh and giggle as he fills my pussy full of that hot demon cum then I start carving her to pieces and feeding him her raw flesh and he kisses me sharing her flavor with me. I just cant help it I love cutting them up and eating them with him. He calls me is devious cheap phone sex whore and we make her body into a chili and feed her bones to the pigs.

Goth Teen Phone Sex Whore needs to be tied up & fucked!

Goth Teen Phone Sex

 

Goth teen phone sex whore isn’t just my job, it’s the perfect excuse to drag pathetic little men like you into my dungeon and make you fuck me.

“You caught me just in time. I’ve been such a bad little goth teen slut today, thinking about you tying me up and making me beg.”

I’m only your whore, you know that. I’ll spread my legs wide and finger my tight pussy while you listen and watch, but only if you promise to punish me later for being so fucking desperate. 

Maybe you should put my hands behind my back with the fuzzy handcuffs so you can fuck me without anything in the way. 

Imagine me on my knees in front of you, collar around my neck, and the leash in your hands. I’d suck your cock so deep, gagging until tears smear my eyeliner down my cheeks.

Tell your goth teen whore how you’ll bind my ankles, spread me open, and fuck my ass raw while I scream into the pillow, Daddy.

Castration and Domination Are A Girls Best Friend

 

Domination phone Sex

Last night I had a nasty domination phone sex call with a real slut that wanted the ultimate C&B torture! I took him to a catholic church one of the old abandoned ones in the city and laid him down oved a pentagram i carved in the wood floor. I tied up his cock and balls until they were red and purple and bulging. I stuck smalll sewing needles in his swollen ball sack and made small drops of blood fall down the swollen sack. He whimpered but didn’t budge the man slut knew his place. I shoved a large sounding rod in his pisshole and laughed when he screamed out and begged me to stop.

Castration Phone Sex

I reminded him that he asked for this and his sacrifice would taint this sacred ground. I pulled out a long sharp scalpel the blade was ever so slightly curves and i knew his blood would look amazing on the cold steal metal of the blade. I began cutting away at his cock one piece at a time.  Sticky warm blood covered my hand and when I was finished there was just skin and blood. I licked the blood from my hands and blade and fed him his manhood and laughed at him knowing he was just another useless slut now.

Blasphemy Phone Sex- A Cunt Answers Prayer

Blasphemy Phone SexWalking into a church I always felt like I would burst into fucking flames. Now I go to church For the hilarity of it all. Blasphemy Phone sex gets me off so fucking hard. I want to know a lot of the deacons and pastors biblically. Meaning, I want to see if I can lead the away from the Lord straight into my sweet teen cunt? Do you think If I spread my legs during an altar call and fucked this tight little twat with a wooden crucifix, that would get the congregation to as for forgiveness?

My rendition of the our Father prayer would go something like this:

All daddies who want to fuck me, I’ll scream out your name, Your fly undone, Your cock will cum. On and all over me. Give us fuck sluts every day, I don’t need forgiveness or fucking saving. I was born right the first time, Lead my cunt straight into the arms of the foulest temptations of debauchery and depravity. Open the eyes of the holy to turn away From Fake Idols. For Mine Orgasm deserves the power and the glory, forever and fucking ever.. Forever a slave to my sex.. Oh, man.

To be so fucked hard and recite that prayer. Now that is pure blasphemic fantasy. I revel in it.

 

Necrophilia Phone Sex For the Best Dead Fuck

Necrophilia phone sex is a gravely enticing for a morbid kind of pleasure. One night my boyfriend that worked at the Hospital morgue brought me home a gift.

This was true love. When I got my hands on this decapitated corpse of a factory worker I was so ecstatic.
First my morbid thoughts needed to hear about the accident report and how his head got crushed.

Evidently the poor sod was working on an elevator shaft and the elevator came hurdling down. And with it went his head.

Necrophilia Phone Sex is More Than Dead Fucks

Now this is a true lesson boys and girls always keep your heads from the shaft of an elevator. Keep arms and heads inside the card windows as well.

After all I have a story on that also, well not a car but a roller-coaster accident. So bloody and gory for Snuff sex filth.

Finally as I was listening to the report my mind went to the very incident being described and my hands roamed the corpses cock.

At this point I was ready to fuck the dead and told my man to blast the Dark Throne while I mount this dead dick.
At last his sticky decomposing shaft was sliding inside my sadistic phone sex vagina. In fact I was nearly coming just from staring down at his headless naked body. Nothing like that autopsy slit and stitches to really get my juices flowing.
Once I started to cum on that dick I was in need of my boyfriends cock to thrust inside my asshole. I love double penetration with a dead fucker.

Fucking the dead is Gothic as fuck and I am the darkest and most evil of them all. If you want to search out some dead chicks to violate their holes I can sure help find some. All the fantasy rape girls and prostitutes are always in my mans corpse drawers in the hospital basement.

Necrophilia Phone Sex

Snuff Movies Need Evil Bitches Like Me Behind the Camera

snuff moviesI love watching snuff movies. But often I find myself angry because I can tell they’re fake. I think they provide a little Easter egg suggesting the movie is fake to keep the feds away. No Easter eggs when I make a snuff flick. But the films I make never get mass-produced because I keep them for my viewing pleasure only. Or perhaps like this weekend for somebody else’s pleasure.

Recently, I met a young girl who reminds me of me at that age. She seems dark and demented already. But she requires a little guidance because she lacks impulse control. I’m the perfect teacher for young sadistic bitches like her. My grandpa served as my mentor. And he kept me out of prison. His teachings keep me out of prison still. So now, I pass my knowledge along. I want to help young girls with potential.

She came to me for guidance. Asked me how she could take care of her bully. And I know a thing or two about that. My first victim, the murder my grandpa covered up, was my one and only impulse kill. I stabbed my bully. The girl who made my life hell remains a missing person’s case to this day. No one ever found her body. However, that’s because grandpa put her into the wood chipper like 20 some years ago.

My Eye for Evil Talent is Strong

So, I told her we should make a snuff porn with him and torture him. I took the risk for her and lured the boy away. And it seemed like a cakewalk. Once I got into my dungeon, I tied him to a table. I have an old morgue slab I use as a torture table. Stainless steel wipes away all the blood easily. When this boy saw her, he pissed himself in fear. And that told me he knew he done her wrong. So, I told her he deserved death and to not feel any remorse for her actions. I handed her a knife, and she carved up his dick and his balls without hesitation. She savored every cut.

Perhaps you could say, I possess an eye for evil talent. And she did not really need my guidance. But she needed my help bringing him to my dungeon and disposing of his body properly. I made sure to protect her. In a way I guess you could say I served as her accomplice phone sex partner. I knew she had potential. This teen girl might out kill me. She has a taste for torture now. And I’m only going to help her with that thirst with more kills.