Category: Gothic phone sex

Snuff Sex is the Best Sex

snuff sexSnuff sex makes me horny. Nothing like a little killing spree with the right person to get things going in the bedroom. I met David at a Goth club. He wasn’t Goth, but he likes Goth girls. He was looking for me.  He heard a rumor that I was the right girl for a job he needed done. We talked for a bit and hit it off instantly. Rarely, does that happen. Usually, I want to kill people the moment they open their mouths. Not him. He wasn’t giving me the runaround or any bullshit. He had an ex wife. Technically, he had an ex cunt. She was trying to take him to the cleaners when she was the one who cheated and left the marriage. He needed her gone so he could keep his money he inherited from his family. She was a cheating, gold digging cunt who I would enjoy killing. With an acrimonious divorce going on, he would be the first suspect. I agreed to a later payment and to do it solo to protect him. It was going to be a pleasure making a snuff porn with the bitch because she gives women a bad name. Last night, she met her demise. It was ugly too. I made it look like a home burglary and sexual assault. I clean her out. She had a sizeable amount of money hidden in her closet, along with a bag of heroin. She was drug dealer. Perfect. I left the drugs and most of the cash to cast suspicion away from my client. I had fun taunting her. In the end, I gave her a Columbian necktie and fucked her cunt with a baseball bat. She died savagely. I went to a motel to meet my client and we fucked with his now dead wife’s blood on my body. I don’t often fuck my clients, but he was hot, and his wife was a 1000% cunt.

Goth forced to eat shit

Gothic phone sexMaster was so fucking pissed off that I asked him to please have gothic phone sex with me, I didn’t realize how strong his hatred was for slutty dark whores. He gave me a violent punishment by beating the shit out of my body and forcing me to become a human toilet. I was vomiting and gagging as he shoved my head into the disgusting toilet, smearing his shit all over my face and degrading me like how I deserve to be degraded. He really is a devil all wrapped up and masked in human skin. I love that he has me twisted around his sadistic finger and pushes my limits past anything I have ever thought possible. I couldn’t seem to clean the toilet and scarf down his poo and urine quickly enough because he became even more enraged. He went into the kitchen and came back with a butcher knife… I hate when he uses butcher knives on me, they hurt sooo bad! The evil look in his eyes as he fucked my asshole with the sharp blade is a haunting image that’s hard to get out of my head.

Evil as Fuck Snuff Sex

You are a poor excuse for a gentleman and even less of a fucking human in how you chose to act when I agreed to a date. It’s no surprise I started to make elaborate plans in my head for a real snuff sex revenge on your pathetic ass. I really love the scheme I came up with and really plan on putting you in your god damned place, dumb fuck. I fucking haven’t a care in the world the next day while driving to a place that you are known to hang out at. I lure your pathetic ass over pretending to apologize for being a bitch towards your lewdly lame ways.

My apology resulted in snagging you in my suv, chloroforming you, and driving you off to an abandoned church. Pulling you from the sleep I coax you into the church telling you how I always wanted to fuck here. It’s too bad that I am giving the dick and your not going to enjoy one bit of it’s penetration. I’m set out to ruin your ass and using your blood to make an offering to my Dark Lord. Your penis was about to be useless anyway and that gaping ripped ass made a great candle holder for the ritual as I carved you to pieces and tossed them to the Wolves.

Snuff Sex

All for the Benjamin’s

torture sexI have a couple of sugar daddies and pay pigs. They always come thru, but when they don’t, I still fuck them over. I had a pay pig who I met at the golf course I worked at. This guy was in his fifties and very successful. You would never know what a sissy he was. The little bitch loved getting dressed up and even had a diaper fetish. One day he was a cross-dresser the next he liked torture sex he wanted to be pegged while wearing a diaper. When he was late with a payment, I didn’t hesitate to have him beat and sliced and diced. I cut that cock right off. What can I say its all about Benjamin’s baby! I’m not one to fuck over never been and never will be. I can and will get dark real quick. Revenge is what I excel in I surely wouldn’t want to be on the other side of my wrath. Watching his manhood cut right off got me wet in between my legs. I just loved watching the blood gush all over. What a mess it looked like a murder scene.

Inception

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Power cocaine and cash that’s one way to rule. I was stripping downtown at a top Westwood club and was having quite the busy day. One of the VIP regulars finally approached me. I was beyond thrilled up until this point I was trying to keep up with the blonde bombshell babe Macey. She was pretty snarky and knew she was the star of the show. Surprisingly she never got her hands on Andrew. Guess I caught his attention first. The other sluts weren’t too fond of me snatching him. He was handsome as can be and I couldn’t even quite understand what he was doing at a strip joint. He was dressed to the nines. I can spot a nice tom ford suit from a mile away. He smelled like money and mystery. 

torture sexThings got quite heated in the VIP room. I was ordered to do some lines right on his cock. I loved the instant high I got! It was instant gratification. I could tell he was high as a kite too. We started to talk a bit after a couple of cum shots to my face and mouth. There were a couple of similar interest we saw we had in common. One was obvious we both enjoyed good angel dust, the other was torture sex! We played a game that soon got too real. Andrew told me he chose me because he could tell  I would make the perfect accomplice and he loved that I had a deep hatred for Macey. Andrew could see my dislike for Macey would get us in some fun trouble. I let him in on a dark fucked up fantasies I have had, and He got an instant erection. I wanted so badly to kidnap Macey and strangle the slut while she’s getting fucked by a group of masked men. As she’s taking her last gasp for air, I want to see the desperation in her eyes. Think we both agreed the bitch had to die!  

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It wasn’t going to be fast we both like to take our time. Lure the victim trap the victim and make the victim weak as can be and then you can say we are in for a not so smooth ride. 😉

 

Cannibalism Phone Sex: Some Men are Better Dead

cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex is for men with certain tastes. Not all men with such fantasies are Hannibal Lector, however. I have quite a few men who fantasize about being devoured by a hot bitch with peculiar tastes. I have a different palette than most people. I like a good pig roast but without the pig. I don’t eat swine. I do eat man flesh, however. Cooked just right, it is a very satisfying meal. Low calorie too. William paid me to kill him. We had a contract so that nothing would come back on me. The law says that someone cannot pay for their murder. So, he technically took his own life with pills. I just drank wine and watched. And waited while the oven preheated. No one would find his body unless they inspected my shit. I love eating men that have just died. They taste better fresh. I broiled William in a big pot over an open flame. I buttered him, so his skin would cook evenly and a pretty golden brown. I added veggies from my garden and turned him into man stew. It tastes great and it is healthy. Not to mention it last for a long time. William did more good to me dead than alive. He fed me for a month. He was very self aware. He knew he could do more for me dead than alive. Are you that self aware? I am hungry again.

Kinky Taboo Phone Sex Slut

taboo phone sexWhen guys know you are a taboo phone sex slut, they like to push the boundaries; take you out of your comfort zone. I met Todd on Tinder. He was looking for a party slut who liked to get kinky. I was looking for free coke. We were in his living room doing lines of snow and sharing kinky fetishes and experiences. He wanted to show me his dungeon. He had a BDSM dungeon in his basement. It was perfect for keeping a prisoner because the walls were padded and sound proof. There were no windows. Once I was down there, I got nervous. I thought I may never be seen again if I went into the basement with him. He had quite a few devices for male torture too. I joked that I could be be the executioner when I saw his full body leather suit. It looked bad ass. He put it on and he looked like a medieval executioner. I thought he might have snuff sex ideas, but he didn’t. He wanted to torture my pussy and ass, but he didn’t want to kill me. He laid down on a bench. His face mask had a dildo with spikes attached as a mouth piece. He had me squat over his face. He held me up by my ass as he lowered me down on his mouth dildo.  It was a strange mixture of pleasure and pain. I was riding his face but getting fucked hard. I was squirting everywhere, but bleeding too. The dildo was tearing my cervical canal. What is wrong with me? He was likely ruining my pussy, or at the very least ensuring I couldn’t fuck for a while.  I am a true pain slut, but he took my pain to a new level.  I can’t wait to hook up with him again.

Your Local Sex Cult

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Me and a few of the girls were going door to door with our pamphlets about our a new and radical religion that we are apart of. You couldn’t help but allow us in the door when we started telling you all about the polygamy portion of our beliefs. After some general chit chat, you got very comfortable and accepted the invite to our open house at the temple. You arrived to the event the next day as per the invite and we quickly escorted you to the bathhouse to be cleansed. Another girl handed you a robe and led you into my office. Once you at down in the chair in front of my desk, auto-triggering the restrains that were built in and clamping you down by your wrists and ankles. You were stuck with us now. I explained that yes, this is a new religion but it’s one were we sacrifice men. I put a hood over your head and you were blinded, your screams for help could not be heard. I asked you if you believed in Jesus Christ. You screamed that you did. Wrong fucking answer! I pulled out my dagger and made my way down to your cock. I wrapped it in rope nice and tight, to where your balls and shaft started to turn purple. You begged for me to stop but it wasn’t over. I sliced your shaft open like a piece of meat and drained the blood into a goblet which myself and my fellow sisters in Satan drank from laughing. We then began dismembering your body while you were still alive. Keeping your organs for future ceremonies. We took turns using the pieces of your severed privates to masturbate and bathed in your plasma for weeks. I guess you should of taken your mother’s advice from so long ago- don’t answer the door for strangers.

 

 

Blasphemy Sex

blasphemy sexHe wanted blasphemy sex. He was in a foul mood. I owed him money for coke, which I didn’t have so I had to pay him with sex. Violent sex in a church. He took me to this old Roman Catholic church on the outskirts of town. It’s in an old neighborhood that’s gone downhill. The church is on the historic registry. It is very ornate with beautiful stain glass windows. We broke in through the basement window. I cut myself going through the broken glass. He loved that I left a blood trail to the altar. He strapped me to a huge cross. It was big and ornate, and I still looked small tied to it. He made me say blasphemous things and praise Satan as he fucked me. He said I was going to hell for being an incestuous coke whore anyway. I curse God and disavowed the church as his cock hammered away at my cunt. When he came, he pulled out of my worn pussy and shot his load into a very old and fancy cup. It looked like it was made of gold. He called it a traditional chalice. I knew it was sacrilegious, but I was powerless over him. He threatened to leave me as a human sacrifice if I didn’t fulfill his blasphemous fantasy. He grabbed an equally ornate cross from the pulpit and fucked my ass. He made me piss and shit on bibles and other religious symbols while he came on them. The blood from the cut on my leg, he used to write blasphemous things on the wall of this historic church. I knew if I wasn’t going to hell before, I was now. I don’t think a few Hail Marys will absolve me from desecrating a Catholic church. Do you enjoy blasphemy phone sex?  What would you make me do inside a sacred church?

Necrophilia My Fave Hobby

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I just couldn’t help myself.  As soon as I saw that young dead black stud come into the morgue with his huge cock, I knew I had to have him.  Necrophilia is one of my favorite hobbies.  Lucky for me, I have the perfect job for it.  My cunt immediately got wet as soon as I unzipped that body bag.  I immediately pulled off my panties and climbed on top of him.   Rigor Mortis is a beautiful thing when you wanna fuck a cold dead body.  I rode his cold stiff cock over and over.  I even climbed on top of his face and fucked it too. I must have cum at least 3 times already.  Ok, bye for now, I got a huge dead stiff cock calling my name.