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Gothic Phone Sex Halloween Roast w/ Gray

Nothing says Happy Halloween like a stuffed bastard with his own balls in his mouth as the centerpiece on my Festival table. So this asshole wanted to fowl my favorite day of the year up with his shitty attitude. Not happening bitch. I take my switchblade out and put it to his throat as I cuff him and control him. I shove the prick into my chambers and knee him in the balls. He bends over with his cuffed hands in front of him and I shove him to his knees. “I’ve had it with your type” I spit at him and kick him in the guts. I lean over him and laugh in his face as I tell him I have big plans for you, Bitch. I take my gardening shears and start cutting his clothes off. Stripped I enjoy another snip, Right behind the ball sack. Severing his cock and balls as he starts screaming and crying like a bitch. I kick him in the face. “I hate a whiny bitch” as I lean over him and shove his dick and balls in his mouth, “Now be a good boy and shut the fuck up”. Stuffed with his own cock and balls as the only gag needed. I grab some cotton twine used for tying a nice butterball up before the oven. I hogtie the bitch, slather him in oil and seasonings and shove a fucking roasting rod up his ass. My guys help me out with the heavy lifting and we haul him to the back where the bonfire will be. This piece of shit will be enjoyed by all tonight, “Happy Fucking Halloween, and remember: Don’t Fuck With The Queen of Sin, Bitches”.

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Depraved Miscarriage Fucking

accomplice phone sexYour chanting into the mirror for your accomplice Jezabel. You have the candle and its dark. But You need her tonight! Your cock is hard, you are tired of trying to get your wife pregnant, but the bloody mess that comes with every miscarriage is turning you on and you want to fuck her while her body is shedding that dead brat from her womb. You know I will appear to you and lead you through forcing her to fuck you while she is bleeding out. This time she reached the second trimester and that brat is going to be a nice big lump coming out of her.goth teen phone sex You have already tied her to the bed and now you wait. I appear with a dead slutkin in my arms asking if you are sure. We will most likely have to kill her after this! You don’t care you want to fuck that miscarriage mess and then have me track down pregnant females so we can abort more brats and you can fuck them!

Cannibalism Phone Sex Leftovers For Lovers

Sometimes I date this super dirty Mortician that is bi-sexual and by dirty I am referring to the things he likes to do to some of the males we pick-up together. We pick up our share of females too so don’t get me wrong, but the things he likes to do with the guys after he’s been fucked by them… Let’s say they are lucky if they even get a chance, or it could be considered unlucky. But nevermind, we drug our victims up at the Goth club and bring them back to a abandoned old mansion and take our use of them. We play out filthy rape fantasies with them and sometimes engage in some cannibalism phone sex. I love castration and even severing the whole dick off. Sometimes we will grill it up and I feed it to him. He has so many kinky tricks he learned from being a mortician that I really love our times together. My main boyfriend doesn’t really mind since he knows the sadistic bitch in me gets fed with these hunt dates as we call them.

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Vampire Snuff Sex

snuff sexSnuff sex is all I have now. I am part of the undead. He turned me. My sexy, mysterious, powerful lover turned me. Now, I am a creature of the night. One of the lost girls. My hunger is real. I have tried to resist what I am, but I was starving. I went out after midnight to hunt for food for me and master. He was hungry too, but if he dies, I die. So, I went out to get him food. To get us food. I looked for something young and tender. Young flesh is healthy and yummy. Sweet blood. I found a young hooker, but she could have been diseased, so I kept looking. I went to the movie theater and found a sweet young blonde girl. Blonde mini me without the tits and still alive. She was perfect. She was on a date. They looked like high schoolers. Perfect. Two for one. I thought master and I could eat the girl, drain her blood and quench our hunger. The boy I could turn for my own sexual pleasure. Wasn’t sure master would go for that, but it was worth a shot. I hypnotized our dinner and brought them back to the castle. Master was so pleased with the young morsel I brought him, he said I could do what I wanted with the boy. I turned him as he was fucking me. His little girlfriend didn’t fair so well. Master likes to play with his food first. He used her like an ass rape porn star before he drained her of all her blood. He was so into her sweet taste; he didn’t live me even a drop. That changed things for my boy toy. No more turning the lad. He became dinner. But he was a good fuck. I guess I just had dessert before dinner.

Taboo Phone Sex Ghost Story

taboo phone sexI have a taboo phone sex story to share that is appropriate for Halloween. My own Blair Witch story. My stepson kidnapped me the other night. I was asleep in bed and he snatched me up and took me to this abandoned house with a history of hauntings. I was not sure if it was urban legend or not, but I didn’t want to find out if it was truth or fiction. He said he would win money if I stayed in the haunted house all night. Fuck that shit, I told him, and I tried to get out. He was not alone. His friends grabbed me and used restraints to force me to stay. I was bound to a chair in an abandoned creepy house. They joked that I was going to be the ass rape porn star of a ghost or demon. I almost pissed myself. I knew they had cameras set up, but I had hoped they would stay. I was scared. This house was the scene of a brutal family murder decades ago. The house could never be sold because of its murderous history and today it’s a dilapidated scary house right out of a horror movie.

ass rape pornThey left me there. I tried to think of other things as the time passed, but I was shaking. I felt weird things like hot and cold air. I swore it felt like someone was groping me, but I saw no one. Then, I knew I was not crazy. Hands were around my throat choking me. I saw no one.  I felt a presence, however. A strong demonic presence. Something entered me. My body shook and convulsed from a violent fuck, but no one was visible. No one was in the house.  If my stepson was punking me, I didn’t know how he was doing it. For hours I was ravaged by an unknown presence. Ghost fucked. Demon fucked. I didn’t know what, but I was fucked. As soon as the sun rose, the presence was gone. My stepson and his friends came back for me. I was chained as they left me, but I was covered in bruises and cuts. They played back the video and saw me thrashing about as I was being assaulted. I was not crazy. I was part of my stepson’s private Blair Witch project. I have no idea who or what assaulted me, but I vowed I would never go near that house again.

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Fantasy Phone Sex: I Love Vampires

fantasy phone sexI have a sexy caller who likes vampire fantasy phone sex calls. I have long lusted after sexy vampires. When I was a young girl getting abused by daddy, I watched a movie called Fright Night repeatedly wishing the hot vampire would turn me and take me away from my asshole father. They made a remake with Colin Farrell as the vamp, but he wasn’t as hot. As an adult I was obsessed with Eric on True Blood and always wanted an eternal life as his bitch. Something primal and dangerous about vampires that I find attractive. I think its their power and the fact that they can kill me. I can be their snuff sex victim forever. Never age past the age I was turned. I know vampires aren’t real, but I wish they were. I would gladly be vampire bait for a sexy vampire like Eric or my sexy caller. I am easily addicted to powerful, deadly men. Being an eternal submissive whore is just so fucking hot. Do you agree?

Snuff Porn Haunted House

snuff pornSnuff porn is perfect for this time of year. I have a special friend, Jimmy. He understands that this is my favorite time of year. I invited him to my cabin for the weekend. Not for a romantic getaway, however. I turned my kill shack into a house of horrors. When he arrived, I had a surprise for him. I had four little angels I brought along for the ride. They thought they were going to a haunted house, not a house of horrors. Just stupid little cunts who left the mall with a strange woman to go to a haunted house out in the middle of nowhere. Jimmy was pleased when he arrived to see his favorite aged girls, naked and tied up on the floor in front of the fireplace. Trick or treat, I said to the little scared cunts. They were too scared to pick, so I chose for them. I stood them up and took them to the basement. My haunted basement was an old-fashioned torture chamber. I had an array of instruments at my disposal to sexually mutilate these little twats. Trick for them, treat for me.

I grabbed a cattle prod to get the scares started. I was giddy like a schoolgirl when I zapped the tiniest girl’s ass with it. She fell forward, pissed her panties and began crying. “This is soooooo much fun,” I said to Jimmy as I shoved it up the other girl’s her cunt. Watching her twitch and convulse really turned me on. I let him play too. He grabbed another brat and thrust the cattle prod in her ass in the dark and damp basement of my house of horrors. All four brats were scared shitless. My cabin was their hell house. Torturing worthless young whores is addicting. We shocked all four brats so much; we could smell their burning flesh. Nothing hotter than the smell of burnt tender age pussy lips. Happy Halloween, I screamed at them as I continued to prod their tiny pink holes with electrical pulses so strong it burned their young flesh.

Our little victims laid in a pool of their own vomit and piss, scared for their lives. Jimmy and I were the real ghouls. The sight of little scared girls curled up in fetal position, soaking in their own excrement, crying and pleading for mercy made me horny. I inherited some medieval torture devices from my demented grandfather, an infamous serial killer. Jimmy and I were only getting started. I tied the youngest little slut to the rack and started cranking it slowly. Her screams made me wetter. Hearing and seeing her flesh pull, her bones snap, and her blood spray our faces and my walls was intoxicating. My basement looked like a scene from The Amityville Horror. Each girl got to die on the rack, with their limbs snapping like twigs. Legs and arms severed; we chopped heads right off their little bodies. We were getting doused in their blood and sinew and it was like an aphrodisiac. I turned my cabin in the woods into a real haunted and deadly house for four little girls. Jimmy and I made it out alive, but four little girls lost their lives and hopefully will go on to haunt my basement and help terrorize our next victims.

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Teen Rape Porn With Gray

I have a new favorite hobby, teen rape porn madness w/ ghastly sinister and gore-ific fuckability. So, it’s my thing to destroy young fucktwats and make their daddies watch and assist. It’s really the fucking best. But!! You see I happen to have gained a new dirty little fetish, and that is taking down some millennial twat-o-grammers aka Instagram models. Yeah, I got really fucking bored and annoyed with so many shallow bitches online fixated in all these stupid little cattle style following and the whole I’m a model, I’m popular from my selfies shit. This whole scene is one big fucking sickness that I feel I need to harness my bad ass self and take on the role of the Angel of Death. I lured in a few of these dumb shallow bitches and had them singing the death chords for my boyfriends black metal band. They really thought they were going to be actually trying out to sing! What a god damned joke! I rigged up some scrumptious mimosa cocktails with a little special something to really kick their asses. These dumb cunts had it coming and hot damn I had some of my boyfriends groupies cumming harder. Yeah, I did vile things with some nice power tools. I loved fileting that  pussy with a cheese grater dildo ratcheted into a drill. The screams, the gore the level of excitement it gave me and my lover we fucked so hard with their blood all over us. Who do you wanna fuck up?

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Gothic Babysitter Phone Sex Killer

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You knew who I was and what I would do when I came to babysit your brats. You had already offed your wife and needed to go and visit her grave. You came on her grave once a week just thinking about how she screamed for you as you stabbed her to death. So, hiring a tiny gothic girl was no big deal. I mean the amount of money that exchanged was way more than a regular teen would take. I decided to film it for you as I arranged your darlings in their cutest dresses. I invited an accomplice over who paid me, even more, to watch me slit their throats after I had him force fuck sweet cunny. Those cute bloody screams were so arousing! I know you enjoyed watching how he fucked those throat holes after I sliced sweet innocent heads off. I came so hard as I cut arms and legs off and he fucked little dead bodies with blood still gushing. Are your balls heavy and leaking that delicious precum for my brat killer ways yet?

Fantasy Phone Sex Call

fantasy phone sexI love a hot fantasy phone sex call. I arrived at the castle by mistake. As a cop, I was out looking for missing girls. My community has had a rash of young girls disappearing into the night lately. I was following a hunch and I drove out to the outskirts of town. There was this majestic castle. It has long been shrouded in mystery. Many people have tried to scale the walls and take pictures. No one ever seems to return. I started thinking maybe that is where all the girls are. It makes sense. No one knows who lives there. Young girls just don’t vanish. I scaled the wall to check it out. It was weird though. It felt like I was being called to the castle. I managed to get in, but a shadowy figure caught me as I was taking pictures. The moment he touched me, I felt paralyzed. I felt captured. He mesmerized me with his eyes. I asked who he was, and he pointed to an ancient picture hanging on the wall. I told myself it wasn’t possible because he had not aged a bit. That was when I saw no reflection in the mirror. He was a vampire. I knew I had to escape, but he froze me with his eyes. I was powerless. Suddenly, it all became clear to me. This was were all the missing girls were and I was to be the next missing girl. As he crawled between my legs, I saw his fangs before he bit down on my inner thigh and started to drink my blood. I came. I was being exsanguinated. I was dying, yet I was aroused. If this was snuff sex, sign me up. He was powerful and sexy and deadly, very deadly. My orgasm was the last one I had as a mortal woman.