Category: Killer phone sex

USDA Grade A Meat;Cannibalism Phone Sex

Cannibalism phone sex karmaI am very picky about my meat. That is why I love The Body Farm. It is a well kept secret, deep in the woods and well hidden from the outside world.

They actually save lives, for a while. They offer the homeless a warm bed, a roof over their heads and hot meals. The lure to get off the streets is to hard to resist so they come willingly.

Sure enough they are feed, and they live comfortably while they are getting fatten up. They get medical attention to make sure they are free of disease and as soon as the doctor deems them healthy enough they are shown to the customers.

I love walking through and looking over the plump bodies naked and ready for slaughter.

I am having a big dinner and I need nice young and sweet meat after all this is their first time and I want them to enjoy their meal and the sacrifice this young lady gave to nourish their bodies.

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies: How Should I Die for You?

killer phone sexI have been told I give killer phone sex in more ways than one. I fantasize about being killed. Not accidentally either. I want to die in a very graphic and violent way. That is fitting for a trailer park whore like me, don’t you agree?  I deserve the worst treatment imaginable. What can you think up? I love hearing how creative guys get with their snuff fantasies. One of my regular callers loves to torture me with all sorts of medieval devices that inflict horrible pain and kill me in the most violent ways. Another caller finds it hot to beat me to death. His dick gets hard looking at my purple, bloody, swollen body and hearing me plead for my life though gargled sounds as I choke on my blood. Another loves to pimp me out to his sick friends for snuff porn so they can gang bang me into pieces.  I had a hot call last night where I was hunted like prey in the wilderness. Hunted like a deer. I was running around in the dark trying to avoid death, but I was not smart enough to escape the dark labyrinth of the woods behind his barn. He shot me in the shoulder to disable me, then like a dead animal, he tied me to a branch and carried me into his cabin in the woods. I was his dinner. The idea of being killed through cannibalism turns me on so much. It is so taboo. He stripped my body of all chemicals, shaved my bleach blonde hair, basted me with a herb butter sauce and put me in an industrial oven to slowly cook to death. He told me I would make a delectable meal. I was plump in all the right places. As my skin crackled and popped, I felt the life being cooked out of me. Perhaps in death, I can serve a man better than I ever did in life. In this case, I was served quite literally.

Oh Daddy

torture phone sex julietI heard daddy coming up the stairs and I knew I was ready for him. I had my legs tied down and a ball gag in my mouth. I was very happily playing with my throbbing pussy. As daddy came in the room he got very angry. He started yelling about what if mommy had come home but why should I care. I needed daddy’s cock deep inside me and for him to chock me into passing out. I begged for daddy’s cock and he finally gave it to me. Not without tying me down the rest of the way first and blindfolding me. He then fucked me so hard I passed out, then when I woke back up he chocked me out. I loved ever minute of his cock being inside of me. Well at least all of the minutes I was awake. His cock is so big and it makes me go completely insane.

Blood Bath

torture sex angieMy cunt is aching and twitching. No matter what I do or try I can’t cum.

I know what I need and I just have to go out and get it.

Three victims should be enough.

A night of torture sex.

Screaming, moaning, pleading.

Torn flesh, bruises and pain. Lots and lots of pain.

Inflicted by yours truly.

Finally. Death and dismemberment.

Draining that thick, warm, fresh blood into my tub.

Shedding my clothes and easing my body down into the delightful liquid.

Watching as my skin changes from pale white to dark red.

Watching my cunt and tits disappear as I sink all the way into it.

The smell of iron that only comes from blood wafting up to greet me.

My hands sliding over the sticky fluid that drives me crazy.

Sliding lower until I finally feel my blood covered cunt.

Feeling the build up as I get closer to the elusive orgasm that I have been chasing all day.

abduction

torture sex stephanieI am so scared. I am trembling, and trying to not let out a scream. I was at a bar last night just having fun with some friends. We where throwing the drinks back, and all of a sudden this very scary man walked over to me. He was very mysterious in a dark sexy older man way. That is the last thing I remember. When I woke up I was in a room full of plastic and all I was wearing was these big sexy black boots that went all the way my thick thighs. My hands where bounded above me, and my feet where spread eagle and bounded to a metal posts. I was scared yes, but my little cunt was dripping wet. Then I heard him coming so I started trying loosen my restraints. He walked over to me and gave me a big slap on my beautiful face. In the other hand he had a paddle that had tiny razor blades on it. I begged and pleaded, “Oh, daddy please let me go! I will do anything”. He said, ” anything”? So he bent me over, my hands still retained and started spanking me with the razor blade paddle. Blood was running down my little pussy and my legs. I was screaming in pain. But was it pain? I found my self moaning as he let the razor blades drag across my bare ass. Then I heard him unzip his pants. He got some of the blood off my legs and rubbed it on my shaved cunt, and and my little asshole. I said ” Please don’t do this”, but as I let out a cry he bulldozed his cock into my asshole using my blood as lube. He reached for my neck and put a rope around it, and as he thrusted his cock into my asshole he was pulling the rope. I was gagging and I could feel rope burns around my neck. I felt cum dripping out of my pussy down my leg! I came to realization I want to stay there and let him use me and snuff me! I wanna be his torture slut.

Can You Breath?

torture sex karmaWhen he asked me if I would come over and put him in his new vacuum table I agreed right away.

He was an annoying fuck that I had been aching to fuck with for a long long time and this was going to be perfect. And just like Karma, the best part is that it is all his idea. Imagine that shit!

I laid his naked body on the metal table and covered him with the black latex careful to put the hole for the mouth in just the right place. I flipped the switch and watched as his cock got hard as soon as he heard the sound of the vacuum.

The latex hugged his body like a glove. I stopped the vacuum pumps, for now and admired the fact that he was sealed in and helpless. He was at my mercy now

Reaching my hands in my pants I started fingering my wet pussy debating what I was going to do next. I decided to let the bastard eat my cunt. How well he did that would determine what would come next.

I climbed on the table and straddled his head lowering my pussy until I felt his tongue reach out and touch my cunt lips. It didn’t take long for me to realize that he was extremely inept when it came to cunt licking so I rewarded him with a mouth full of warm piss.

Climbing down I turned the vacuum on again and watched as it tightened around him making it difficult for him to breath.

Laughing and finger fucking myself I watched as he tried to beg with no air in his lungs. Finally with his last breath he gave me the mind blowing orgasm that he should have given me with his mouth.

Latex cleans off well in the Kitchen

Snuff phone sex

I love my latex body suit. I love how fucking tight it is against my body. I love how shiny I am and how the flames of the roaring fire look against my shiny Latex body suit. When I get splashed with blood and guts from our meal prep it’s easy to wash off or to rub in all over my sexy latex outfit. Watching him prep her body for our dinner makes me wet. I love feeling my pussy through the leather. It is so sensitive from being in tight squeezing bottoms, my pussy was so hot and wet as i walked down the stairs I was ready to fuck. That’s why as he was getting ready to shove the pole through her asshole and out of her mouth I got down and started sucking his cock as he shoved the metal spike through her. Hearing her scream as I sucked his cock and the sounds of his moans as he shoves the metal spike into her asshole made him cum. I didn’t have to suck his cock for long until he blew his load inside of me. He was half way through her body with the spike when he picked me up and slide a hole in my tight latex suit and stuck his throbbing hard cock inside of me again. He fucked me hard as we watched our dinner slowly suffer as he fucked me in-front of her!

Cut Me

Freddy makes me bleed in so many different ways and pushes me to new limits every time we are near each other. He is a sexy cut lover and loves when I open up my chocolate skin exposing pink flesh. I always was curious about pain and why I liked being hurt which led me to discover cutting. In  school, some girls did it for attention but I’m grown and need a new way to get my rocks off! I started slow with occasional shallow slits on my inner thigh. When I walked I would feel the burn of my wounds rubbing against the fabric of my pants. Then, I progressed on into deeper cuts that resulted in massive blood loss. I loved the way it felt to have warm blood flowing out of me and over all the sweet spots on my body. I would vigorously rub my clit until I violently orgasmed from the sensation of pain and pleasure. When I met him he pushed me to another extreme: Stabbing. He makes me stab my mound and my thighs and even right above my bellybutton. I have almost severed a couple arteries and almost punctured my uterus. That’s not enough to make me stop and every time I see him call I soak my shorts. I know that he is going to make me feel ecstasy immediately after i experience the most excruciating pain in my life. When I stab my cunt I love to feel the hot blood run down my clit and into my hole. I stab my pussy hole with the knife and lick the blood and cunt juice off after im done. It feels nowhere near as bad as it sounds and the pussy heals fairly quickly. This way I don’t have to wait too long in between my tortures. Call me and I’ll be your little pain slut too

Sinful texts with a man of God.

Blasphemy sex

The flashy clothes, strong perfumes to cover the smell of smoke and boozes on people breath. The smell of the freshly waxed wood and old books makes my pussy wet. I love sitting in here dressed so provocatively I make everyone sweat including the Pastor. I am here for him any way. I need some godly healing. You see I have this friend who comes to me for things he can’t get from anyone else. Every Saturday night I get his calls. He is shit faced drug and so fucking high he could overdose off that fucking needle. He suppressed his deep dark evil thoughts until Saturday night. He comes to me and begs to lick my pussy. I love watching his wedding ring get wet as he fingers my pussy. His wive has no idea what kind of evil he is. God knows him, God knows how evil he is. You see my friend texts me pictures all day every day of those little whore’s he wants to fuck. He will fallow them around for a few hours. Stalking them. Sitting in his hot car, taking pictures of them, texting me trying so hard to not touch his devil cock. You see I come here to make everyone uncomfortable but I mostly come here so Pastor Matthew preaches about being honest, accepting god and praising him. While all week long he texts me about Blasphemy sex. I love listening to him forcing his cock in the name of satin into that little whore’s asshole. Force fucking her and making her pray to go to make him stop. Pastor Matthew needs to remember his sin will never wash away.. He sweats as he preaches, keeping his eyes glued to me as I yawn, or tease him with my legs as he preaches. His cock is rock hard, he knows I am wearing that sluts dirty cum filled panties in his church.

Truly evil phone sex right here!

evil phone sexSometimes in life you simply need evil phone sex… and not just a little bit evil, I’m talking about truly depraved, twisted fucked up shit! The kind of shit where people die and they die very fucking slowly! Now, come on over here because I want to tell you a little story about this strung out whore i found walking the streets late at night. She was obviously a crack whore, she was barely dressed, all she had on was this skanky little dress and these ugly ass stripper shoes… bitch looked filthy like she hadn’t had a bath in weeks! Obviously there was no way I could let that whore live right?? I pulled over and asked her if she wanted to make some money… you know that whore didn’t even hesitate, not one little bit! She saw that 50 dollar bill in my hand and hopped right in my car like it was nothing. Little did she know that she had just signed her fucking death warrant! The smell coming off her was sickening, she smelled like sex and desperation, I knew that as soon as I got to my private cabin that this fucking whore was going to need a hose down before I would dirty my knife on her. It was funny though, she never protested, not even once! I drove her to the middle of nowhere and literally hosed this fucking whore down in my driveway and she didn’t say anything! I guess she was too high to really comprehend what was going on… but she wasn’t so stoned that she couldn’t feel every fucking stroke of my knife! That whore screamed every time I cut her… but she never even tried to get up! I didn’t even have her tied up and she never tried to save herself! She just laid there and let me kill her!