Category: Killer phone sex

The Final Breath

 

Home invasion phone sex Home invasion phone sex Made my pussy twitch with anticipation when I did the first call, so imagine my surprise when I opened my eyes and you were standing over top of me, holding your thick stiff cock, if you scream bitch, I will end your existence! You looked so evil and intimidating I wouldn’t dare open my mouth, I began to shake as you dragged your knife down my chest to cut off my bra, then down my stomach, around to my hips cutting the strings on the sides of my panties, I am trembling with fear as you spread my legs, your thick cock is hard as steel when you enter my dripping wet cunt, it might be the biggest cock I have ever had, I can feel my hole being stretched and ripped as you drill my pussy, your hands around my throat squeezing so hard I can’t swallow, every stroke your grip tightens, I am cumming so hard but I start to panic when your firm grip remains, the quicker the thrust the harder you squeeze, gasping for air and clawing at your hands, your eyes are empty and black as you watch me take my final breath, as my world goes dark you shoot the biggest cum shot in my lifeless cunt. 

Murder, Blood, And Sex

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I love killer phone sex, i thought as I rand the blade of my knife down her clothes. Her breath was coming out in short gasps as I cut away her clothes. She whimpered when i dug the tip of the knife in her flat chest. I licked the small stream of blood that ran down her chest. My gothic teen pussy was so wet. My boyfriend was watching me as I giggled and cut her up like the crazy murder whore I was. I loved how bright and red her blood was on her pale pink skin. I slit her throat for my savage murder phone sex fantasy and laughed as her eyes went wide and she gurgled and choked on her own blood before dying.

Knife Play Phone Sex

I pulled my boyfriend over to me and put his fat satanic cock in my mouth and started sucking him off as he laid on her dead body. I loved the smell of sex and death it made my tight teen pussy drip with my creamy slutty juices. I slid my wet little pussy on his cock and rode him like the psycho slut I was. Wen he came into my litte pussy I screamed and we covered her dead body with my cunt juice.

 

Gangbang rape porn with Grandpa made me sick

Gangbang rape porn Gangbang rape porn is what my degrading existence is for. My master is a disgusting fucker with filthy tastes, and he’s made me do countless vile things, and I’m a good girl and never say no. He bought me from that awful family, so I feel like I have to show him how dedicated I am to him. I know if I stayed with those crazy fucks I would be hanging dead on a hook at this point. At least with my Master Daddy, I still have a chance to live another day.
Lately, he has been saying I’ve been kissing his ass too much. He thinks I’m just sucking up to him, but the truth is, I’m terrified of what he’ll do to me if I cross him. But lately, I’ve been enjoying the things he tells me to do. I never thought I would cum so hard on a corpse, but thanks to Daddy, I can.
But maybe he is right; perhaps I am being a brown-noser. I guess I deserve the punishment he gave me. God, making that porn was so disgusting. Whenever I see a man over 70, I get terrified. Those grandpas were so rough on me. They were old and wrinkled, but they certainly were not frail. They were high off coke and boner pills and pounded the ever living shit out of me.  These fucking geezers forced their stinky dicks down my throat. I had to lick their assholes as a little toilet sex slut. This was the kind of Toture sex that definitely taught me a lesson.

Dr. Devil and the torture chamber vs a fearful fanny

Medical fetish phone sex

Chained down to a medical table by Dr. Devil, where you rip wet pussy’s apart, perform forced abortions and brutally torture the women you steal. Unable to move with little to no wiggle room, you took your sick fucking fetishes against my fearful fanny again, slicing and dicing, treating me like the raw meat you love to snack on. 

You’re my master tonight you evil bastard, taken to a place where whimpers and screams go unheard. Down in your sick, evil, demented dugeon full of dead carcases, castrated cocks and pulled, sliced and diced cut up cunts. I don’t stand a chance under your control, leather bound, tied down, feet in stirrups, your a gyno in hell.

With my hair pulled back, gagged, arms up high as you try to murder me with your massive meat machine between your legs. Thrusted in power, sharp with spikes, made to tear my inner cunt wall apart. 

Slammed down, anal canal ripped up to shits creek with your throbbing cock packing my fudge full of drippy, goey, white deadly cum. Leaking out of my slashed up snatch you didn’t hold back, pounding, smashing, pulling on the chains making me blue, you had me in out while taking rape fantasies out on every god damn soiled hole you could find including my throat.  Bondage bitch, ripped apart, beaten and eaten alive!

Killer Phone Sex is Guaranteed if You Invade My Space

killer phone sexKiller phone sex gives you 1 million ways to die. Although I avoid guns and primarily use knives as my instrument of destruction and pain, I’ve killed people with my bare hands, household items, and even my teeth. I had to use all my resources last night to survive an intruder. But sort of like that movie, “Don’t Breathe,” that guy broke into the wrong fucking house. And what he thought might be an easy score ended his life.

Now, I’m a dominant sadistic bitch. So, I always keep knives nearby. Hidden all over the place. And even strapped to my body. I keep one under my mattress and one under my pillow too. Normally I’m a light sleeper; so, I wake up to the sound of anything. However, yesterday I had some dental work done, and sedation mixed with painkillers put me into a much deeper sleep. By the time I woke up, this intruder appeared too close to act in my normal fashion. But I am not a snuff porn star. So, I gave him one hell of a fight.

Because he had his full weight on the mattress as he attempted to strangle me, I could not get to the knife from under the mattress. But I bit his hand so hard he pulled it away, giving me the opportunity I need to grab the knife. Although I could’ve slit his throat right there, and it would’ve been justifiable homicide, he needed to feel some pain. A lot of pain. So, I stabbed him in the shoulder. And that got him completely off me. Now I had the upper hand. I kicked him hard in the groin bringing him to his knees. Then I ripped off his mask, but I didn’t recognize him.

Never Feel Sorry for a Home Intruder. He Gets What He Deserves

I dragged his body out of my bedroom, down my stairs and into my torture chamber. And the fun happens here for me. Clearly, this man possessed great strength, so I had to strap him down to a table. Can you believe this fucking loser tried to plead for his life. The same man that left ligature marks around my neck now wanted forgiveness. Do I look like the kind of woman that ever grants forgiveness. No. This idiot started to piss me off crying and begging. So, he earned himself free castration phone sex.

And he earned himself a free death too. But first I’m mutilated his junk. Took his balls off with a rusty knife. Then I used another knife to chop a little piece of his dick off at a time like it was one of those sausage logs you get on a charcuterie board. Now he really started crying. Fucking pussy.

He had his hands tightly around my neck and I never once shed a tear. I never once begged for mercy. I just fought for my life and gained the upper hand. But then I have balls. I made him eat part of his dick and balls. Don’t feel sorry for him. He broke into my house and tried to kill me. He deserved everything I dished out.

Eventually, all I wanted to go back to bed and let the meds wear off. So, I grabbed his mutilated body and dragged him outside to the patio. And I watched the wildlife eat him alive. I might be the best neighborhood watch ever. I would have believed I dreamed it all, but when I woke  part of his cock and balls were still in my dogs’ food bowels.

Twisted family taboo with little Ms. Belle

Domination phone sex

Mommy made me do it, sucking fuck big daddy dicks that came through. She’d sell me on the side of the road at such a young age that now I crave punishment. She didn’t care give a flying fuck whether I was dead or alive, she just wanted to make some nasty cash of my sweet little fuzzy growing fanny. I was a prized possession of my Evil uncle, taking his rage and rape fantasies out on me ever since I was a little whore. 

I got so used to uncle tying me up to the pole out in the back, putting my arms in chains with my legs behind my back, beating me till I pass out in the cold, while my brothers watched, jacking their thin shafts spraying me down with their goey chunk filled cum.  Mommy loved to watch, getting off, rubbing her gaping nasty wet sloppy snatch. 

You could be my uncle too, your evil sadistic side makes me cream as you make me suffer and cry. You’re my master, nasty with knives, stretching and filling every god damn hole, always leave me dripping in fecal bloody cum. Shred, rip, I need the brutal assault on all my body parts. I need your pain and humiliation loaded inside inside me. 

Knife Play Phone Sex Never Catches Me Off Guard

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex brings me joy. I am never without a knife. Usually, I have a few knives strapped to my body. If you cannot tell, I’m a sharp objects fan. I never use a gun. Why? Simple. A knife requires more skill and more precision. Plus, it makes the torture linger. What fun is a quick death?

If you cannot tell, I am a sadist. I talked to a guy last night who wanted to know the real me. Not the persona. But for me, that’s hard to differentiate because I’m not a normal girl. I don’t sit around and do things like paint my nails, go to clubs or pick up random men to fuck. I like horror films, snuff films and mutilating men’s junk. But I also like kidnapping and torturing young girls and women too. I am an equal opportunity sadist.

Last night, all I wanted to do was enjoy some absinthe at the bar and listen to some sisters Of Mercy. And it appeared to be going splendidly until some cunt walked into the bar like she owned it. She did not appear to be a goth girl either. So, no way a vanilla girl could own that bar. She came in bitchy as fuck. And started getting rude with everyone.

I couldn’t let that shit slide on my watch. I can literally get away with murder in that bar and nobody says a word to me. That’s because I take care of the riff raft. And I take care of the cunts and bastards they try to prey on a Goth girls. What you might not know about Goth folks is that we take care of each other. We have each other‘s back.

No Karens Allowed. We Fuck Up Cunts in a Goth Bar

So that fucking Karen walked into her own private hell. And she became a snuff porn star instantly. I tripped her as she was running towards the back yelling at us all. I hopped off my ball stool, grabbed her by her high ponytail, slammed her head into the bar until her nose bled. No one called the police.

 In fact, they cheered me on. While the bitch laid on the ground bleeding, trying to get her bearings, I kicked her in the cunt. I took my spiked heel, jammed it into the palm of her hand. Pulled out my knife strapped to my inner thigh and removed a few fingers.

I invited my fellow Goth patrons to trample and kick her too. This bitch did not survive the night. Because she walked into the wrong bar. She had the wrong attitude. And we are all tired of perfect looking Barbie dolls making our lives hell. So, this felt long overdue attribution. Maybe not her specifically but girls just like her.

We completely mutilated the bitch. Turned her body into a pile of flesh. blood and sinew. We don’t wear sensible shoes in a Goth bar. We wear spiked heels and spiked boots and steel-toed shoes. So, we fucked this bitch up with our feet and my knife. We spit on her. Humiliated her. Stabbed her. And completely shredded her into little pieces. Then we fed her remains to the stray cats in the alley.

Snuff sex gives us a cathartic release. So never feel bad about wanting to kill some bitch or bastard. The world is filled with way too many of them anyway. The way I look at it, this is natural selection. Survival of the fittest. Weak bitches never survive around a group of sadistic bitches.

My Boyfriend made me his Accomplice in Killer Phone Sex

Killer Phone Sex

Killer phone sex was what Ethan craved.(Dont miss out on part 1 click Here) He Licked her tear and blood streaked cheek. I have to admit, I got wet. Ivy Lay on the table, sprawled and scared.

I began ripping her skirt off, and her panties. She whimpered as the duct tape muffled her cries. Her eyes pleaded with me, but I knew Ethan was going to make me hurt her.

“Cut her, Faith , make her look pretty”

Taking the knife from him, I sliced into her upper thigh. The blood rushed, and I ran my fingers through it. It was warm and made her skin slick. “More Faith, cut her more” Ethan demanded as he rubbed his cock through his pants. He was getting turned on, I could tell by the tone of his voice.

I climbed up on the table. Kneeling beside Ivy I began Pushing the sharp blade into the flesh above her left titty, and I carved a long laceration in the shape of a V from one side of her tits to the other. She cried, screamed and struggled against the duct tape.

My pussy gushed juicy pussy cream into my panties

Her fat pussy lips kept my gaze. I wanted to see them wet. Moving the blade to her thigh, I pressed deep and pulled it across her skin. Blood dripped and gushed within seconds. I ran my bare fingers through it, again. This time smearing it over onto her pussy, I rubbed it into her scared kitty like lotion.

Her cries softened.

Her body began to betray her as the blood and pussy juice mixed

She whimpered as I finger fucked her with her own blood. Looking up at Ethan, he was stroking his cock and telling Ivy that stupid fucking cunts win stupid prizes. “More” He encouraged me. I stuck the blade into her side and she let out a muffled scream.

“Make the hole bigger Faith, I wanna fuck it”

I twisted the blade inside her and blood poured our of her, she bled like a stuck fucking hog.

Ethan came to the side of the table, and stuck his cock in the bloody hole, fucking it. It gushed more and more with each thrust. He kissed me hard, our psychotic passion ignited. My fingers darted in and out of Ivy’s pussy. Her blood made the perfect lube. The least i could do for her was make her cum. My fingers pumped with Ethan’s rhythm.

“Cum baby, Cum in her bloody fucking hole” I urged

The light in her eyes was fading..

I craved making Ethan Happy

 

 

Three Twisted Wishes : PT. 1

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

My murder phone sex fantasy is so dark and twisted it always makes me cum so hard I soak my sheets. I picture myself meeting an evil genie and he gives my three wishes. my first wish is to torment my sister and never face any consequences. I call up three black men, they are big and love to torture sexy blond school girls. I watch as they rape her in my fantasy. They push their big black cocks in to her tiny bald pussy and asshole tearing them open. Blood spills down her thin thighs as she cries begging me to help. My pussy is dripping watching her get torn up from both ends. I watched as they took turns shoving their big cocks down her small throat making it bulge out. Tears streamed down her face and here eyes were so wide you could see the whites of her eyes.  They pulled out and came all over her face one after another. the thick cum mixed with her tears. she looked at me and asked why in a small voice . I laughed and grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back arching her back as I plunged  my knife in her chests. I watched as the light left her eyes and it was time for wish two.

Taking Out Your Snuff Phone Sex Fantasy On Rena

There is something about a hot snuff phone sex fantasy where it makes your cock rock hard to use my little body to  get that cock of yours dripping out and oozing cum.  A home invasion of sorts where I am just home by myself, in my little boy shorts panties that ride up my ass and small crop tap.

Dancing around in my house where you can see from your car perfectly the light shining on my bouncing ass and titties and you just can’t help yourself.  You go check every door in my house.  Finally finiding one unlocked that you sneak through to get a better peak.  Stroking your cock through your shorts the entire time. You encounter me with headphones on just feet away, my back is turned and my bouncing ass is feet in front of you.

As I start backing up just dancing away in my own little world, I feel something hard press against my panties.  I had backed into something… it just so happens to be your cock.  Before I can even turn around you put me in a chokehold  whispering in my ear to stay quiet and you won’t hurt me.

You force me into my bedroom and take off your clothes just leaviing me on my bed shaking.  You demand I get aked and get on the floor on my knees to suck your cock.  You force me by my hair down on your cock until you are roughly fucking the shit out of my face as snot and tears flow making me a complete mess.

You pick me up by my hair and throw me onto the bed.  Shoving my panties in my mouth until I am gasping for air.  You shove that hard cock deep inside me. I feel your dick throbbing about to explode when you put your hands around my neck as you are about to cum.  Everything goes dark…snuff phone sex