Category: Kidnapping phone sex

Crimson Part 3

   I sat watching the whore for over three hours… now that I had her I was beginning to wonder if my original plan was good enough. The hard part was over, I already had her in my dungeon and her friend had been so drunk that she probably would think that her friend disappearing was just a dream… until it’s too late that is. The little slut is starting to wake up. Perfect. Just in time too, I don’t like to start playing until my victim has fully understood that they are not leaving alive and true fear begins to set in. She starts by looking confused, an understandable reaction in my opinion, one moment she’s on walking home from an epic night of partying and the next the she knows she can’t move her limbs and she’s in a dark room. 

   I slowly rise myself out of the chair in the corner of the room and move into the dim light emanating from the surgical light above the gurney. I smirked and she frowned, looking confused for a moment until I raised my fingers into her line of sight. It wasn’t my hand that scared her but rather when was in my hand; a nice, shiny new scalpel. I slowly drug the flat side of the blade along her cheek and down the valley between her supple breasts… As I made the very first cut just above her stomach a bit of beautiful crimson blood blossomed like an elegant rose on her white dress. I don’t know why she’s screaming… doesn’t she know no one can hear her in my soundproof stone dungeon?Taboophonesexmagenta22

Fun in the Tropics

  I love going on vacation so much… especially when that vacation takes me to places like South Africa and the Congo. I was doing some research on dengue hemorrhagic fever. It’s a deadly tropical disease caused by the Dengue virus. Because there is no commercial vaccine for the disease, and because there are so many variations of the virus I took the time to set up my own little lab in the Congo in order to play around with it. The characteristic symptoms of dengue are sudden-onset fever, headache (typically located behind the eyes), muscle and joint pains, and a rash. I was looking forward to taking some mosquitoes home with me as well. Dengue virus is primarily transmitted by Aedes mosquitoes, particularly A. aegypti. These mosquitoes usually live between the latitudes of 35° North and 35° South below an elevation of 1,000 metres (3,300 ft). They typically bite during the day, particularly in the early morning and in the evening, but they are able to bite and thus spread infection at any time of day all during the year. Other Aedes species that transmit the disease include A. albopictus, A. polynesiensis and A. scutellaris. I had my work cut out for me, but it would be worth it when I get to see the looks of terror when I kidnap several pregnant women and make them kill each other in an attempt to save their unborn brats…Taboo phone sex Magenta111

Watching Is Fun

torture phonesex angieI watched as he grabbed her hair and shoved her face in the toilet, flushing it. She was fighting to breath and he was not having any of it. But when she started to pass out he pulled her up and punched her full force in the face. As the blood flew from her face, the cum gushed out of my cunt. He was just getting started. Carving his name into her flesh, shoving anything he could get his hands on into what ever part of her was close at the time. Violating her tender little body in ways she couldn’t even imagine in her darkest nightmares. Soon she wasn’t even able to scream and her eyes were glassy and distant. She had shut down. I poured a nice big pitcher of ice cold water on her to bring her back long enough for her to feel the final moments of her pitiful life. I love watching him frenzied and out of control, causing as much pain as he can.

Crimson Part 2

I always hate actually having to go and get my victims myself… the work it takes to grab them… the planning it takes… the time it takes. With all of the contacts I have one would thing that I would have no problem finding someone… anyone, to grab me a nice little tramp from a club or from a playground, but NO! I had to keep my fantasies and urges under control for 10 months until all the proper planning and stalking had been completed. None the less, here I am with the little brunette whore I picked up walking home from a nightclub with her friend… in the trunk of a modified cab car… with a chloroform soaked towel in her mouth. It’s been too long for me, I can already feel the excitement building between my legs as I park in front of an old, abandoned apartment building. I made sure to park deep in the parking garage under the apartments, it wouldn’t be good to have anyone see me dragging a limp body into an abandoned building after all. She was surprisingly light, and honestly I appreciated anything that made my life a bit easier. As we made our way into my dungeon I removed the towel from the cunt’s mouth and secured her to the hospital gurney in the middle of the cold stone room… tonight was going to be fun…TabooPhoneSexMagenta3

Crimson Part 1

Crimson. My favorite color. It’s such a sweet and satisfying feeling; coming home from a long night of stalking and playing, covered in the sticky life liquid. The fear in their eyes is just as sweet. The fear is half the fun after all; look in that little cunts eyes as I grab her from the street into a dark alley. She was walking home with her friend, coming home from a nice night at a local club. Neither was drunk, just a bit tipsy… but oh how lovely would the brunettes white tube dress look after it was stained red with her blood and black with my sin. I didn’t even give her time to scream… As soon as I grabbed her I had shoved a towel covered in chloroform in her mouth and forced her into the back a a cab car I had modified. The only door that would open was the driver’s door, all the others had been welded shut. The windows could not be rolled down, and I had made sure that the windows were tinted dark as the night itself. I had my dungeon all set up for us, it is going to be a very fun night…

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Torture phone sex Fun

torture phonesex angieI have been feeling particularly twisted lately and my latest taste of torturous fun is very interesting. It has been keeping my pussy nice and wet for days now. I have lost count of how many victims I have played with over the last few days. I have body parts every where and each time I look at them and remember the screams, the agonizing pain, it makes me cum all over again. What diabolical, evil means of torture have I been implementing you ask? I will tell you….I have been grabbing unsuspecting and random people. I haven’t been particular about age or sex. The only requirement has been that they are alive and lucid. I created a machine in my basement that is crude but does the trick. It has two pieces of wood that are connected to heavy springs. I pull them down and latch them in place. Then I place my victim on them binding their ankles and wrists to the wood. When I pull the lever the spring create a great force, pulling the wood up and apart and ripping the bodies in half. The screams are deafening but brief however they are blood curdling and enough to make me flood my panties with cum. It is the purest erotic sensation ever and I am loving every minute of it. torture phonesex torture

Blair Meets the Puppetmaster

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Help me. I have been kidnapped by a deranged doll maker. I have been held captive for days , while he conducts evil, painful experiments on me. He has deprived me of food and water.  And, I am constantly in some form of suspension like a life size marionette doll. In fact, he told me I was doll like and he wanted to use me to create the perfect life size marionette. What the fuck? Those dolls are creepy. Always in horror movies, taunting people, scaring brats. Who does this guy think he is? The Dr. Frankenstein of dolls? I tried to beg and plead with him, but he keeps shocking me and stringing me up from the ceiling. He said next he was gonna cut my limbs and sew string through them and even slice my mouth open like the Joker to give me the authentic look of a marionette doll. He is gonna dismember and torture me so he can have his own personal creepy ass doll. Who is he, The Puppetmaster?  This sick, evil, sadistic mother fucker is enjoying my pain, my screams, my starvation. He says I’m just a stupid, worthless cunt and no one will miss me.  He says all girls should be seen but never heard and that is why we make the perfect dolls. You don’t agree with him , do you? Please someone help me.  Anyone. I will be a good girl; I will be quiet. You can do whatever you want to me, just let me live and get me the fuck out of this house of horrors.

Bloody Phone Sex with Cassandra: Gut Me Like a Pig

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Bloody phone sex is what I crave. I am a total whore to blood. When I was a little girl, I cut myself to watch the blood run out of me. I would masturbate as I lay there bleeding. Feeling the warm gush of hot, sticky blood run over my limbs made my clit throb. Now, as a full grown pain slut and subby bitch, I need more. One of my many warped and depraved sexual fantasies is to be kidnapped, strung upside down and sliced open and gutted like the pig I am.  My insides falling out of me; totally eviscerated  for the pleasure of a blood thirsty cannibal who lay beneath me. In my ultimate bloody  fantasy, a sexy naked female cannibal uses a male accomplice to hunt me down like a wild animal. He brings me back to his mistress’s lair, strings me up upside down while I dangle screaming for mercy over her  naked body. He then gives her a massive sickle knife and she cuts the arteries in my legs so blood spurts out of me, covering her in my blood. Underneath me she lay, masturbating as my blood drains out of my body onto hers. When I am still breathing, but just barely, almost drained dry of all my blood,  her accomplice slices my belly open so my organs spill out onto his mistress, giving her another hard orgasm.  Then with my dead carcass above her, they feast on my bloody entrails, saving some of my organs to cook later and eat for dessert.

Do you have bloody phone sex fantasies you want to explore with me? I promise to get off good and hard as you drain me of my blood. Cum gut this pig. You know you want to jack your throbbing cock off as you watch the life and blood drain slowly out of me.

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Prey at the water park

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My accomplice and I are lucky that we have very similar tastes in meals: the young, plump, and healthy ones. We decided to case out a parking lot of a local water park; I wanted a larger theme park (for more options), but my accomplice was quick to inform me that such a choice would come with dangers…most specifically, security cameras.

I wore a short coat with a hood that looked like I could have a bathing suit beneath it; and, he wore his normal attire because he would be staying near the van. It was dark, so I didn’t need my hood; but, covering more of my face made me look even younger. And here they were: a young couple of coeds having a quarrel. “Sir, my daddy needs car help,” I said in my little girl voice. I shuffled my legs like a teenager. And, of course, his female companion was sympathetic.

When we approached the van, my accomplice forced some chloroform to her mouth while I slit the man’s throat. We headed home while our little female captive was bound snugly behind the seats. I kept checking on her; I wanted to see her face when she opened her eyes and saw her dead companion with his neck barely hanging by a thread of skin to his body. And, it was exquisite; those large eyes, the tears…

I would discard the male’s body near a local bar after injecting heroin into his veins. Then, the female…she was going inside the house with us and straight to the kitchen. The spices were spread across the kitchen counter as my mentor handcuffed her hands to the metal rail on the table. I made slits in her flesh to place extra seasoning. The rosemary and red wine were added; and my accomplice placed stuffing in her ass. It was odd but nice how our victim had become dazed and compliant, almost as if she was having an out-of-body experience.

But when we placed her on the roaster, the bitch started screaming; he assured me that that the screaming would stop very soon…as soon as her lungs were filled with smoke. We saluted to our accomplishments and discussed how flavorful this one would taste. We traded compliments and began enjoying the lovely whiff from the kitchen. Mhmm…yes, it was one of the most exquisite dinners ever!

For Keeps

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Just like you, I too have fantasies.  One of My very favorite ones involves keeping a person prisoner.  I want them to become so dependent on Me that even when the time comes for Me to release them from their place of captivity they stay put, unable to function without My unloving guidance.  It makes Me grin and My heart skip a beat every time I think of it. 

I would keep them in a continual state of sensory deprivation for the first week.  Feeding them intravenously instead of orally.  The second week I would allow them to hear my voice.  They would also feel the sharp pain of any number of My instruments that I have to inflict orgasmic pain.  I want them to be conditioned to crave the pain so they can feel the pleasure.

After a few months, they would be brought out into the light.  They would be placed in unfamiliar surroundings, with vague instructions, tethered to the wall to accomplish the impossible task.  If not done properly, then no pleasure will be had, only body wracking pain.  They will learn to please Me, learn how to get what they desire.  They will become so addicted that I could beat them mercilessly hour on end and still they would be curled up by My feet craving even more.

I am not sure I will ever fully realize this fantasy of Mine, but it does not matter.  Just the simple thought of this fantasy causes Me great joy and makes wonderful self stimulation fodder.