Category: Kidnapping phone sex

Torture Sex on My Time

Torture sex

I have so many twisted freaks that come to me when they’re in need of some torment filled torture sex that I almost don’t have enough time to find all of the fuck pigs needed to satisfy their dastardly desires.  I’m not just here to provide the droves of delinquents who can’t get off without doing some damage to the flesh of a fine little female the fuckmeat they crave, I’m a pretty busy psychopath.  I got things to do.

Yesterday, for instance, I was stalking a family that seemed to be an utter waste of space to see if they’d be worth eliminating completely.  It’s been a while since I’ve pruned the branches of anyone’s family tree, I was really looking forward to seeing where that went.  I was in the frozen aisle of the grocery store tailing them as just another face in the crowd, as I do, when one of my clients saw me and approached and started talking really loud.  He was flapping his gums about things that should never be uttered in public places, making everyone in the place turn to look at us and see who was having such a conversation, my intended targets included.  So much for planning and staging that familicide.  

I stormed out of the store with him following close behind me, going on and on about how he needed to make a bitch hurt and the types of wounds he wanted to inflict on an incapacitated cunt.  Some things you just don’t talk about in public, loose fucking lips sink big fucking ships.  That was way too much for me, I knew I had to do something about him or he would bring my whole operation down around me.  I relented and told him to get in my van, I’d hook him up.

Luckily, I had one last fresh fuck pig, with skin so soft and smooth you could butter your bread with it, locked up in my dungeon of a basement that I was willing to let him use.  He’s always into whipping so I knew the exact tool to give him to make him blow his load pretty quickly.  I wasn’t wrong, he only lashed her about 50 times before his nut sauce was shooting all over that beaten beauty, soaking into her deep wounds and dripping down her body.  As he stood there reveling in his work while trying to catch his breath, I snuck up behind him, slipped a garrotte wire over his head and squeezed my hardest to make certain that he never would.  What can I say?  Don’t piss me off, Pal.

Yeah, I’ll provide all the pussy you want to punish, but I’m going to do it on my time.  There are people to stalk and kill, folks need to be framed for murder and I want to be the one to do it.  Kind of hard when I have to find a bunch of dumb bimbos, lock them up then watch guy after guy go at them and torture-fuck the spirit out of them while they hang helplessly on an almost daily basis.  If I don’t answer when you call or text you back, I’m not trying to deal with you at the moment.  Period.  Approach me in public and start talking all kinds of bullshit, I’ll turn your addiction into a snuff sex scene real quick.  You don’t want to be on my bad side, I promise you.  

  

Murder phone sex Fantasies are a gift

Murder phone sex FantasiesI frequently have Murder phone sex Fantasies. Maybe it’s because my life is so hard being the slave of these horrible men, but the sweet release of a bloody, grim, horrifying demise seems alluring instead of scary. I dream of it often, laying there while my abused cunt is sore and bleeding from the recent reaming or torture session, hoping that somehow the bleeding doesn’t stop and I simply cease to exist. I want to die, I want to be killed, I want tomorrow to never come and I always get my hopes up whenever I feel a new pain or something breaks inside while they fuck my black ass rough and hard and raw. It’s fun for them, subjecting me to Mutilation phone sex, turning their domestic late-night ‘snack’ of a whore into something worse just because I didn’t have the power to fight back or the will to run away. The windows are open, the door is right there, but I can’t move. I never can, and anytime I think of it one of them comes around the corner with some new guy and they pull me back down to hell one nasty fuck, one horrifying cut, one bloody scream at a time. I know they eventually plan to let me die, when I’ve become too used, too worthless, too abused and lifeless. I just hope it’s soon, that maybe they underestimate what I have left and end it too soon. I want to still be here to choke on my blood, I still want to remember my bastard crack whore husband when I breathe my last breath and collapse onto the floor in a puddle of was and potential. I need to go out quickly, to be used for Snuff porn, and somehow I get my hopes up every single time someone calls, hoping that it’s going to be the guy that pays enough for them to do just that…

Taboo Phone Sex: Just how dark are you willing to go?

Taboo Phone SexTaboo phone sex is one of my favorite types. Leaving the table open so any card can be played. I know, most of you know that I like to experience quite a bit of pain myself to achieve sexual release. On the flip side, I actually like to tease and torment Men as well. Especially if they think they are super Dominant, and I can tell that they are just whimpering submissive bitch at the end of the day. Do you think you’d have what it takes to turn me into a needy whimpering little slut? Making want to do anything you ask? Or do you think the tables would be turned and you’d be the one on your knees begging for mercy? Do you have the balls for Torture sex? Allowing me to let out my deepest darkest fantasies on your weak unsuspecting body? Let’s find out, pick up that phone, don’t be a pussy, and let’s play.

Torture sex and Halloween go hand and hand

Torture sexHalloween has the perfect ambiance for Torture sex. It is a sadistic slut’s hunting ground, and I cannot wait to catch my pry! All these tiny whores are using it as a reason to dress like the little whores they are, exposing all the skin that I want to slowly peel off their bones. Little do they know their temptations are nothing compared to my innate need to tie a whore down and torture her slowly all night long.

You see the screams will echo around us, but no one will be there to save her. I will tie her down and start by lighting a knife with my blow torch. I want to force that red-hot blade it up her cunt and hear it sizzle as it burns her from the inside. The smell of her pussy cooking is intoxicating. I pull that sharp blade out and hear it slice through her walls, blood squirting out everywhere.

Knife play phone sexThis is just the beginning I am going to take my time slicing and stabbing this dirty whore while telling her that her life is now mine. With each stab, punch, and or hit I see her get weaker. I’m covered in her blood and the feeling of her life force covering my body makes this all the more enjoyable. Her pretty blond hair now red and soaked with blood. I know I look crazed, but I know I will fit in. After all Halloween is the day of the dead. After I watch as she takes her last breath, I realize the night is still young. I think I’m going out to find me a young hard dick to torture. I won’t get cleaned up; I can savor my kill. No one will notice that this blood covering me is real!

Violent Phone Sex Fantasies are Common for Women Too

violent phone sex

I have violent phone sex fantasies. Do you? I am known mostly as a victim, but I am almost 40 now. I have years of aggression and anger built up inside of me. I hooked up with this drug dealer Friday night. I was desperate for a fix, and he was the only one with enough coke for me who was willing to trade my fuck holes for the drugs. He is a violent guy. Not the kind of man I want to cross or disobey. Plus, he has the best coke. I hate to go to him for coke though because he is such a scary man. I mean this is the kind of guy who makes real snuff movies with those who cross him as the stars. At first, he did not want to give me coke. He told me he is tired of my old holes. I get it. I have been used a lot. I wanted that coke though, so I suggested I find him something young and very tight. I am a soccer mom. I can lure away any girl easily. I had his attention then. I have some rage inside me too, so I was hoping he would let me help him torture her. I was only gone about an hour. I had no trouble finding a little slut with tight holes. He was happy with my selection. I held her down so he could fuck her. There was a lot of blood. No doubt, she was a virgin. I sat her face and made her eat my asshole while he fucked her bloody cunt. She was a fighter. But she was no match for us. I mean I wanted coke. I would have slit her throat myself for his coke. He made a snuff flick and a teen rape porn video, and I helped. She was just a little high school tramp anyway. One of those are born every minute. She is replaceable. I got my coke, and my dealer got some tight young pussy.

Rented off for Violent phone sex

Violent phone sexThe men sold my Violent phone sex services out to a brutal ugly bastard, and he had no issues proving that sometimes looks are not at all deceiving. He started the session by clapping my ass with his big strong, frankly hulking hands. My cheeks jiggled, then quaked, and before long I was quivering in pain from the sting. It was like a shockwave had hit and flown through my whole body one inch at a time. It shook me to my core, and that was before he lifted me up with far too much force and pressed me against the wall by my front without relent. He pressed against me so hard with his massive body that my Cheap phone sex nipples scraped against the wood and I found myself crying out. He then went and rubbed his massive, honking cock up against my whore slit. It was so huge it drove me crazy, the redness flowing over my cheeks as fast as the juice dripping down my legs. I couldn’t help it, never can, when the smell of a rigid fuck meat standing tall in excitement hits my nose I’m immediately soaked and wiggling my hips. I’m trained too well, conditioned to be horny to a fault. I’m a pleasure slave and I know it. So when he raised the tip of his fat prick up to my swollen, needy lips, I pressed down despite his body pressing me against the wall and I swallowed him up. Devouring his Taboo phone sex cock exactly where I needed it, stretching me out far too much and breaking me in before he even began to thrust. Once he did thrust, grabbing me hard enough to bruise my flesh before pumping rapidly, it was with enough force to knock the air out of my lungs and roll my eyes back in surprise.

Gangbang Rape Porn Sacrifice on Halloween

gangbang rape pornGangbang rape porn may not have been part of Halloween’s origins, but it seems to be a ritual for me. This guy kidnapped me from the mall parking lot. He told me he was a Druid and that he had to make a human sacrifice to cleanse his soul and gain favor with the gods. He was talking nonsense to me.  I thought a Druid was some fictional thing in the Halloween movies. He was telling me about the origins of Halloween and the tradition of sacrifices while I was bound and gagged in the back seat of his car. It seemed like we drove forever. Honestly, I almost pissed myself in the back of his car it was taking so long to get wherever he was taking me. I had no idea what to expect. I was scared.

gangbang rape pornWe ended up in some remote place in the woods. Some shack was glowing with a low watt orange light. He dragged me like a side of beef into the cabin where other men in robes were waiting for me. I was going to be the star of some Druid freak show gangbang rape porn. Men in scary masks and cloaks, started pawing at me and chanting some medieval song as they shoved their cocks violently in all my holes. I had cocks in my ass, my mouth and pussy. I was screaming, but they were chanting this creepy song that was not even in English. I thought Latin, but these monsters were likely singing in some ancient Druid language. I was in a living nightmare. These men were violently fucking me. I knew I would die once they were done fucking me. I tried to make them enjoy fucking me so they would not stop. Oil lamps were illuminating the cabin, but it was too dark still to see their faces well. Plus, they had strange white masks on their faces with symbols in black.

gangbang rape pornI was part of some ancient Halloween ritual. They saw me as nothing but a sacrifice. I was going to die because some wacko and his cult thought I was a good enough sacrifice to cleanse their souls. I started fighting more. I was not going to be their gangbang rape porn sacrifice without a fight. I started kicking and screaming. I managed to knock over an oil lamp which caught the shack on fire. These freaky Druids started screaming and frantically trying to put out the fire. In the chaos, I escaped through the woods, naked and cold. I was bound, but I freed myself. Fuck those Druid freaks and their human sacrifice mumbo jumbo. I was not dying. At least not this Halloween.

Accomplice Phone Sex: Let’s get down to business.

 


Accomplice Phone Sex

That’s right, I’ll be your very own little Accomplice Phone Sex slut. Giving you everything you’ve ever wanted in a sick fucked up fantasy where you would need someone to be an Accomplice? To me that word… Accomplice, just means that you’re too much of a chicken shit to do it yourself. So you need sweet little Cora to do it for you, don’t ya?

Well, what are you waiting for? Get your cock out, I’ll get our little victim and we can begin having the best time you could ever imagine.  I know, I have this whole thing about being the victim myself, and you may be questioning my ability to actively help you wreak havoc on someone’s world. I can assure you that my fantasies can become your reality. Let me help you. Let’s get dark and fucked up together.

Snuff Phone Sex Accomplice Venus Will Make You a Killer

snuff phone sexI love snuff phone sex. I am a killer of a bitch. I mean that both figuratively and literally, LOL. I can roleplay killing all day long, but I can kill all day too. I hate people. I am a loner. I have no tribe of friends I hang with. No loyalty to anyone. The one person I ever really liked was my grandpa and he died 10 years ago. He was just like me. A misfit. A sadist. A loner. A killer. He taught me everything I know about how to get away with murder. I can teach you too. I have this guy who hired me to be his accomplice to kill this little whore who dick teases him. Turns out he wants to be like me.  He wants to be a killer and not just on killer phone sex calls. He has homicidal impulses like me. I think most people do, but they lack the balls to do. Once your kill your first victim though, you get a taste for blood. I knew he had potential because when we killed his little cock teasing neighbor girl, I did not have to do it all. When guys hire me to be their accomplice, I am often the one doing it all. I do the killing and the disposal of the body. Plus, I am the one who kidnaps the victim too. Usually, my accomplices are just fucking the little slut and I do everything else. I do not mind. That is what I am paid for, and I do love to kill, but Christopher really took initiative. He did it all. He brought her to me. He force fucked her tiny holes like she was a teen rape porn star. He killed her. He even fucked her dead body and fed her to the coyotes. He showed no fear. He is a stone cold killer like me. He just needs me to hone his skills. What about you? Are you a stone cold killer too?

Kidnapping Phone Sex Is Where I Met My Beta Bitch Victim

Kidnapping phone sex is where i normally meet sick fuckers who want to fulfill their Rape phone sex fantasies or murder phone sex fantasies. But this time it was different. I met a beta bitch who didn’t know what sadistic thoughts I had.

Kidnapping phone sex

He made me want to teach him what happens to a dumb beta bitch who thought he was going to get to fuck me gets. He came to my place and had drinks and tried to flirt and talk about how big his cock was. I knew it was a lie and I wasn’t drinking the same thing he was. I had put something in his drink because tonight was going to be the night, he knew what it was like to have a pussy hole. Once he passed out on me, undressed him and tied him up, including his little clitty. I got my sharpest carving knife and extended his little dicky as much as I could. I cut his little dick off, he woke up screaming. I stuffed his mouth with my dildo to shut him up. I finished my carving of his new pussy hole and pulled another dildo out. I stared fucking his new pussy with his dildo and shoving the dildo deeper in his mouth. I didn’t stop until he stopped moving. I finished my night by taking pictures and cleaning up my bloody mess.