Category: Gothic phone sex

Taboo Phone Sex, Or Bloody Love?

Taboo Phone Sex Tell me, is it just taboo phone sex, or is it a sadistic bitch who’s finally found a like-minded match that loves the slaughter and the chase just as much as I do? I think we both know the answer. You’re obsessed with me. You worship the very ground I walk on, and we both know you’re trapped in denial about how badly you want to spill the guts of some young slut with me, want to listen to her pant and scream as she begs for, at first, her life.

And then, she’ll be begging for a quicker death than what me and my beloved planned to give her. I wanted to make snuff porn with her tight, little body. I wanted to perfectly capture the way she begged for Mommy to please come and help her while I used a hook to disembowel her. That would come last, and my sweet lover would cum first in her mouth, then in her sodomized ass, and finally in that untouched young cunt she was sporting for us.

I helped him, holding her frail, bound body up and whispering in his ear as he begged me to hurt her one more time so he could feel the throes of death, pain, and suffering milking his cock in our super fucked ass rape porn fantasy sprung to life.

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The Pain Of An Orphan Whore

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The winter puts me in a dark mood, I have a thirst for blood and cock this time of year! I’m a twisted little orphan whore with no family to celebrate the holidays with, instead I spend these long winter nights taking as much cock down my throat as I can, as much anal punishment and pussy ruining as possible to numb my pain. If I can be the pain whore I love being a sadistic accomplice to the perfect force fucking crime. Let’s take to the streets, find a vulnerable little slut to be our victim, we’ll gag her and tie her in our web. She will be at our complete mercy as we ruin her holes with the fattest dicks we can find. All for our amusement and satisfaction in seeing her break, Tis the reason for the season.

Blasphemy Sex This Time of Year

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Yesterday at dinner, I got so fucking annoyed at my Bible thumping relatives. They insisted on praying and thanking God for all our blessings, but as they were praying, I was muttering “Hail Satan” under my breath. All I could think of was blasphemy sex and these idiots getting fucked by the devil himself. It would be so satisfying to watch him tie these men and women onto an upside down cross before having his way with them in every single way possible. Of course, it would be fun to watch the women get used and tortured, but I think seeing the men have those things done would excite me the most.

See, old white men always think they are so holy and superior, but they’re really the ones who are the most filthy and vile. I’d love to see Satan stick his cock down their throats and his pitchfork in their assholes at the same time. That’s just the beginning of what I know Lucifer would do to my Christian relatives. Do you wanna know the rest of what I think would happen to them? Each year my twisted fantasies only seem to get darker and darker for Beelzebub himself.

Snuff Movies and Cuddle

snuff moviesCold winter nights need snuff movies. I am the kind of sick bitch who prefers a hot snuff flick over a romantic comedy or a good book. I wanted to test this new guy I am seeing. So, I put in this snuff movie I made a few years ago. It is one of my favorite homemade movies ever. The victim was very young. She was just a schoolgirl. I had a very endowed accomplice. He had hired me to kidnap a young girl for him and film him fucking and snuffing her. The problem was that when it came time to do it, he got cold feet. He would not fuck her. He would not kill her. And he would not pay me. That was not going to work for me since I kidnapped her, and she saw my face. I was not releasing her. And I was not letting him live. So, this snuff film was special because I killed him and the little girl. I even severed his cock and violated the little girl with it first. It was a very brutal film. I was like a crazed maniac. I was fueled by anger and revenge. It was very bloody too. I made both my victims suffer. I carved them up. I sexually mutilated their bodies. I even destroyed their bodies postmortem. I was hoping my date would be aroused. That is my test for men. Most girls turn on the Titanic and if the poor sap does not run screaming like he should, the woman thinks she has a keeper. I am not a typical woman. I am a sick bitch, a Goth chick and a taboo phone sex accomplice. I want a man who will hunt and kill with me. I want a man who gets off on pain and torture. Is that you? Because I seriously underestimated this dude and I had to kill him too. I need a real man.

Bitchy Butcher Indigo

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She was dead on the kitchen floor before you even got home. I’d slipped inside under the guise of being the new maid, and I spent the afternoon watching your wife. She’s such a fat and sloppy pig, we both know why you hate her. She refuses to give you a blowjob, ignores all your romantic gestures, and won’t go the extra mile for you.

I went the extra mile for you baby. I wrote a love note on those pristine white walls in fifty shades of her blood. I hope you can read cursive. How did I kill her? Fucking slowly. Know I took her eyes and her tongue before I ever even got close to snuffing her out. A quick death is better than a nagging sow like her deserved. I made a new hole in her belly for you to fuck, but since you were away fucking your secretary she got cold.

It’s a good thing I have a hot hole for you right between my legs. Take her blood and use it as lube; fuck me in my asshole. I want to stare into her cold, dead face as you take me from behind and fill me with some thank you spunk. I’ll squat over her and shit it all out into her gaping maw. One last meal for a fat fucking pig. Then, it’s off to the butcher’s.

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My Son Molesting His Sister

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My boy Bob loves to get his hands on his younger sister, and it’s not my business to interfere. That’s the natural order hon, men are dominant and superior and most women are weak willed breeding holes made for nothing more than sex appeal and taking hot cum loads. His little sister is going to be his breeding bitch, and while I usually deal in bloody butcherings, I’ve been known to indulge some hot rape fantasies from time to time. I like to sit back and play with my pussy while I watch my son violate his little sister’s fresh young cunt. She screams, and cries, and begs for me to help her but I can’t! Bob sucks on my ice, delicious tits while he hurts her, and I make sure I cum to the delicious sound.

Slowly Slitting Her Open

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Her throat opened beneath the slick kiss of my blade spilling blood down, like a turtle neck dress drenching her in crimson tides. She was gurgling, little bubbles popping through her split airway. She’d drown in her own blood, and I’d get to watch while my captive was forced to stroke his cock. It was his young daughter I was butchering, and she’d already been slowly split open from her nasty little girl cunt to her lips. He was using her blood as lube, jacking off inside her entrails and making a giant, bloody mess. He was mortified at the mess, but I had told him I’d chop his cock in two of he stopped stroking. Now, he was finding all this blood and suffering turned him on. It was time to bring his wife in for the grand finale.

Accomplice Phone Sex Halloween Date

I was invited out as a date to a Halloween party Last weekend. The guy seemed interesting. Found out he was a Mortician and a sexual predator. He likes to mutilate pretty woman and girls. I fit his desires and he had plans. I dressed in the costume of his wishes, a wedding dress. Evidently it was a dress from one of his dead clients. He likes to undress them after the viewing and have his final way with them. Then he searches for a victim that would fit the outfit. He found me at the bar and sized me up well. Once I dressed in the gown and had the white thigh high stockings on, and heels, he needed to make me perfect. He took me to the morgue and had me lay down on the table. Instead of fake gore and blood he went for the real. He sliced at my breasts and cunt. He put cuts on my cheeks and stitched them up. I was sedated and he went to town making his own personal ghoul. He got me up and took pictures with me. I was bleeding out all over the gown. He was too excited to go to the party. He put on a little mood music about wanting to fuck the dead. I think it was punk or gothic stuff I heard it before. He gave me wine and started making out with me. Next thing I know I an being strangled and violated. He really went all out for his fixation and fucked me in a coffin. I was then being prepped, while still breathing, to be embalmed. That’s when they came in and it was a mess of cops and screaming. I was hauled off to the hospital.

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Snuff Porn Saturday

snuff pornSnuff porn binging always makes me ravenous. I was watching some of my competitors snuff films last night and had the need to up my game. I did not know if he was a she or a he, but I felt inspired. My competition uses almost all young victims. When I watch his or her movies, I feel the need to go hunting. I woke up at the crack of dawn. I have vampire hours. Nothing was open, so finding a little one riding her bike or playing in the yard, was not happening. I drove around until I found some homes with playgrounds in their back yard, or pink bikes in the front yard. I was persistent looking for open windows. Even a Goth chick like me, blends in when no one is around. I was dressed in black, so I just disappeared in the evening sky as I went from one suburban house to the next. I found a little angel on my third try. She was asleep in her bed, with a teddy bear tucked under her arm. I got to thinking it would have been more fun if you had been with me. I scooped her up and snuck her out the front door not waking a soul, not even her. She woke up in the back seat of my car, but that was too late to save her. I drove to my cabin in the woods, determined to make the hottest torture sex video around. I stripped the little girl naked. I took in the beauty of her flat chest and hairless cunt. I needed you to fuck her though. The movies where little whores get fucked make the most money. I put on my strap on dildo and an executioner’s mask and I channeled your P needs as I ripped her little holes to shreds. She cried like a baby. She screamed for her mommy and daddy. Until I killed her and fed her to the coyotes. Best way to start any day.

Gothic Phone Sex Fantasies

gothic phone sexI love Gothic phone sex calls, especially if it involves sexy vampires. In my head Vamps look like Tom Cruise or Erik from True Blood. All sexy, buff and shiny. I know that in many movies they can look like decaying old flesh or a bag of bones too, but when I masturbate to vampires turning me, I picture Erik from True Blood with his blonde hair and handsome face and chiseled body taking me. I was at a Goth underground club last week. It was Halloween and there were plenty of men dressed like sexy Vampires. I went into a private room with this tall handsome man who was like someone straight out of my wet dreams. He was not a romantic, however. He may not have even been human. He asked how I would like to be a living dead girl. I played along because in my mind it was just like something out of a fantasy phone sex call. He tied me up and stripped me naked. He took his time taking in my body. I thought he was enamored by my goddess like looks, but he slapped me and called me a dirty whore. My cunt got wet, and he could smell me. He was calling me horrid names. It was like he suddenly became Carrie White’s mother talking about my dirty pillows and my whorish looks. Then he showed me his teeth. I thought he had really good prosthetic fangs. He bit into my neck, and I felt the warm blood trickling down my body. He latched on to my throat as he fucked me. I felt weird. I was powerless to fight him. My body was going cold from blood loss. I was starting to lose consciousness. I did go dark at some time, but I woke up and never felt better. Was it a dream? I looked into the mirror, but I had no reflection. He had turned me into a creature of the night. I am game for whatever taboo phone sex fantasy you have too.