Category: Killer phone sex

strangulation phone sex leads to a killer ending

strangulation phone sex

I knew my boyfriend was pretty dark. I kept thinking it was a small price to pay. When we first got together, he pulled out all the work. Red roses, chocolate spa days, shopping sprees, he did it for me. Once we got a little more severe and lived together, everything flipped. My boyfriend was so eager to have a little one with me. I was still in school, working quite a bit, and looking forward to a brighter future. Whenever he would bring upbringing in life, I would change the subject.

You can say my instincts knew the situation more than I did. After some time, I decided to give in and let him impregnate me. I thought it would make our relationship solid. Instead, it was a total nightmare. I could hear him have strangulation phone sex with random girls. I was angry and hurt, but he told me he would fuck the tot out of me and strangle me to death. I would have to sleep with one eye open because he had some sinister plans that would make me beg to be dead.

Watch Out For Willow… She’s In The Woods!

Sadistic phone sex

 

Some people just don’t understand sadistic urges.  They’ve probably had it easy their whole lives and don’t have a reason to revel in the misery of others.  Fucking pigs.  My mission is to show them just how good they have it and that everything they know and love can all disappear in the blink of a maniacal eye.

The last offering I made to the forest was blessed with blood and flooded with flesh that I didn’t even need to hunt, my sacrifices practically walked right up to my sacred altar.  I was just getting my ritual started when I heard some chipper voices echoing through the trees.  I blended in with the woods and tracked the gleeful exchange until I saw the origin of the voices.  A group of grinning idiots hiking and enjoying nature’s beauty, trotting with the gate of entitled brats who have never had to run from a single thing in their entire shit sniffing lives.  That was about to change.

As the clueless club traveled, the fat ass bringing up the rear lagged behind just enough for me to make my move.  When he got close enough to my hiding spot I popped right out in front of him with my arms spread wide in my cloak.  My naked form stunned him long enough for me to simply swing my hand at his neck and slice his jugular with one swift movement.  The first one to go is always my favorite.  Yeah, they never get the torture the rest of their cronies are forced to endure, but the look of surprise on their stupid faces is just fucking priceless!

All of the gurgling alerted his friends but when they turned back to see what was going on I was already back in hiding and all they saw was him laying in a bloody heap on the ground.  Of course they all came to check on him so running my witch blade through the next one’s back was no problem at all.  The two girls screamed as their sucker of a friend sprayed them with blood and dropped to the ground next to his buddy, his falling form revealing me to the frightened fucktards like the shadow of the earth reveals the moon during an eclipse, slow but imminent.

Now the chase was on, but it didn’t last long.  I know these woods better than anyone, they didn’t stand a chance.  I caught both of the cunts without breaking a sweat and had them stripped and strapped to a giant oak within an hour of their boyfriends being slaughtered.  With one of them on either side of my bark-covered companion, I went back and forth whipping and cutting each of them, even branding them with my name so they knew the identity of the harbinger of their torment.  To get a truly visceral reaction from the twats I dismembered their boyfriends right in front of them then stuffed the bloody appendages as far as I could into their pussies and assholes.  One of the bitches pulled so hard on their shared shackles that she dislocated the other one’s arms, popped them right out of her shoulder sockets.  It was amazing!

People don’t know what sadism truly is until they experience it from the masochistic side.  With any luck, I’ll create a whole world of sadists who are well aware of their love of masochism.

 

Gothic Phone Sex Freaky Sadistic

She was such a tiny thing with a big fucking mouth. Outside of the Church across the way from my house. Well my moms house, I still live with her because I can. She is what made me the filthy sadistic whore that I am. We can’t help how depraved we are. She never planned on my surviving birth or beyond. Seems that Satan had his plans for me. Her coven of men and women all sadistic and cultist had their fun with me.

Now it’s my turn. Well, fuck who am I kidding I have had my time with my own offspring that never survived past it’s first few hours. It’s was exquisite the things i did to it. Fast forward now to this brat. She was loud and annoying. She was young. I knew this whore had no innocence with a mouth like that. She needed a lesson that she would not survive. 

Grabbing the cunt was not so easy. This little monster tried biting me and kicked around a lot. I wasn’t having it. I may be small in stature myself but I am strong. Only the strong survive after all right? Well, I had to be quick. I looked around and made sure of no prying eyes. I needed to not be caught. Slamming the slut inside my suitcase after pricking her with some tranquilizer was easy after that little fucking scene. I rolled the bitch right across the way to my dungeon in the fallout shelter behind the house.

I unloaded the little body. I started in on wrapping the little slutmeat in cellophane wrap. I used those packing rolls you buy at the Home Depot and just mummified her in plastic. I wanted to have fun. I cut holes open for her cunt, asshole and mouth access. I called up a couple of guys to come over and fuck her holes open. I then grabbed some quick cement and filled her fucked holes up. It would be fun to paper mache’ her mummified and as she would not awake from the things done to her. That cement in her holes for one. I sawed her in pieces and rivaled at how she could never fucking irk me again with her obnoxious voice. 

Gothic phone sex

mold me to your demented fantasy

killer phone sex

Mold me to your demented fantasy. I was told you had a dark side, but I went ahead and pursued dating you. I was often told to be cautious and forwarned about your addiction to killer phone sex and the ideas that were in your mind. Your ex-girlfriend made it clear that you couldn’t get off unless there were blood and pain and blood-curdling screams.

Still, I thought I could change you, but in reality, I fell into a world of snuff. I’m now yours to do what you please. It is going to be me in a body bag leaving this relationship. I’m so into feeling carve my body up and tell me how hideous I am. I love to show you my body because it’s the canvas you will create your art.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Accomplice

murder phone sex fantasies

When I have a caller tell me he’s bored with his usual calls, I ask him if he’s ever thought about anything that might be taboo, like murder phone sex fantasies. I know that at some point in your life, you’ve dated or have been married to a woman you really wanted to fucking get rid of. Did you ever think about just reaching up and wrapping your hands around her throat when you were fucking her from behind? You just wanted her to stop nagging you and you set out to just get her to shut her the fuck up.

But after a while, you realize that she’s stopped moving and when you check, you see that her breathing has stopped. Oh well. She’s still warm, though, so you just grab her hips and keep fucking her cunt. She might be dead, but you aren’t. After the shit she has put you through, you deserve to nut inside her corpse. Do you have fantasies sometimes that resemble this one? I hope that if you do, you’ll call and tell me what kind of sexy murder fun you’ve been whacking off to. Let’s get twisted, filthy, and most importantly, let’s make each other cum!

Snuff movies “lil Piggy Pam”

snuff movies
Daddy had a farm and on thai farm he had a Little Oinker I called Piggy Pam! Ee i ee i oh! And This pig was the center of Snuff movies! Daddy’s pig was a darling little brunette with a cupid smile so sweet and soft. And this little piggy went oink oink oink all day long! Ee i ee i oh! And when this piggy was bad she would have to fuck the other screw tails with big cork screw cocks and shiity muddy hooves! My little Miss Piggy Pam didn’t last long on daddies farm! She was oink a oink meat feast for the real oinkers! Ee i ee i oh!

Daddy loved them shorts and fat and young. He would have his piggys ass and cunnies turned inside out before he let the cork screwed cocks at them. But back in the day he made a pretty penny selling cunny popped by oinkers and murder sand tossed in the slop! Ee i ee i oh! If you liek little girls to be our piggy snuff sluts, Ms. Jezabel would be happy to get taboo and freaky with you! 

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

murder phone sex fantasiesWhat are your murder phone sex fantasies? With me as your accomplice, I bet I can make them seem so real that you cream your shorts. I am a sick bitch. I make the perfect accomplice because I have no remorse. I have no empathy and I have no fear. I do have caution, which you want. I know when, how and where to kill the intended victim. Victor needed help killing his ex-wife. She was draining him dry because she has all his dirty secrets in her head. He made the mistake of telling his one-time wife where all the bodies were buried, and she has been blackmailing him since. She is a trophy wife. Younger than him by 20 years. He knows now he should not have married her nor shared his dirty business secrets. He found me on a black ops site for underground killers. We discussed his case, decided on a price and then I planned her murder. I get off planning a kill. A lot goes into a murder for hire plan. The husband is always the first suspect, so he needed an airtight alibi and not a hint of a paper trail leading to a hit. Leave it to me. When it comes to killer phone sex, I am the best at what I do. I waited until he was out of town to execute her. I also waited until his brat was at a friend’s house. I made it look like a robbery and a sexual assault gone wrong. I fucked the little whore with my strap on but placed a rubber on it first so there would be no trace of rubber to suggest the killer was a woman. I wanted to disfigure her and sexually mutilate her, but that is a pattern of a personal kill, and that leads back to the ex-hubby. I strangled her with a man’s belt. I made sure it was a much bigger size than the husband, and not a designer brand that could be traceable to only a few select stores. Details matter when killing. I stole the jewelry, cash, and other valuables I could find. Left no DNA because I never do. I am as good if not better than Dexter Morgan. It has been a month since I killed his problem, and no arrest or even a lead yet. My client’s secrets died with his bitch ex-wife.  Who can we kill together?

Birth Of A Legend

Goth teen phone sex

 

My transformation from a born victim to a self made serial killer didn’t happen overnight.  I wasn’t just some goth teen who decided she wanted to take the extra step and live up to her fabricated persona, I was a tortured young one who was fed up with the unending onslaught of abuse my fragile form was forced to endure.  So I transformed myself into an unyielding creature of the night with a merciless mind and a hungry body.  I’m not just talking about hair dye and a new wardrobe with an attitude to match.  I reconstructed my very being to make certain that I would never be hurt again.

Let me paint a picture for you…  One cold night in late fall, a frail and frightened little girl awoke in her broken down shed of a prison just like she did every night, shackled to an old army cot coated in a thick crust of dried blood and cum with a random cock forcefully fucking the dreams out of her head and bringing her to full, nightmarish consciousness.  Only this night it wasn’t her father or any of his sleazebag friends violating her already torn and swollen vagina with their fucked up torture sex games, it was her little brother.  He had finally built up the balls to take her on his own without Pop there to supervise.  She tried to stop him but he slapped her and said “Shut up, Heather!” as he sharply pushed himself inside of her deeper and harder.

When his arrogance got the best of him he unstrapped her and positioned her on her hands and knees, then held onto her head and started choking her with his cock.  He loved to hear her gag and wasn’t going to dislodge his dick from her windpipe until he was finished, and that’s when she decided to act.  With a simple chomp, Heather bit her brother’s boner right off and started chewing on it.  He recoiled in pain as she smiled at him, gnashing his wrecked rod between her teeth and telling him how good it tasted.  With a well placed stomp to the face he was out, a few more to the head and Heather’s brother ended his life with a crushed skull and a missing prick.

She threw a few things into a bag and quickly made her way out of the shed and into the woods.  Heather ran like she had never run before, not stopping until her legs gave out from underneath her.  The little girl pulled the only arsenal she had out of her bag, some salt, a few candles and her grimoire.  As she lit the torches and drew a pentagram on the ground beneath her with the salt, she recited what she thought was a protection spell.  It may have been, but the type of protection she received changed her forever.  Protection by way of transmogrification.

As she knelt on the ground chanting, something from the forest entered her.  Something dark, sinister and safe.  She emerged from those woods a new woman.  Heather was long gone and so were every one of her weaknesses.  All that remained in that “goth teen” was Willow and her sadistic strength.

 

I Love Taboo Phone Sex

taboo phone sexI love taboo phone sex! The kinkier, the dirtier, the better. I love being a fuck toy for guys, and I love submitting to their sexual demands. I’m a girl that will try any and everything to help you and I both to achieve the most satisfying orgasm. I love the way cum taste and will drink every drop until your balls are no longer full. I’m gonna suck and fuck you until your’re completely drained. You won’t be able to resist with my big tits and tight wet pussy and when it comes to restrictions, there aren’t any. Anything goes with Layla! So let’s get wild, kinky, and let’s cum together! I promise it will be the experience of a lifetime!

Strangulation Phone Sex Fantasy

strangulation phone sexDo you have strangulation phone sex fantasies? My Tinder date did. He was one of the hottest men I have ever seen on Tinder too. It was such a shame. He is married and lives in the next county, so we agreed to meet at a no tell motel on the outskirts of town. It is a seedy rent by the hour sort of place. I knew it was a gross hotel with a bad reputation, but I was not going there by myself or to do drugs. I just wanted a big married cock. He was even better looking in person. Older with salt and pepper hair, plus impeccably dressed. He certainly stood out at this dive hotel. We fucked for an hour. It was a hot fuck too. Big dick and he knew how to use it. I struck gold, until I realized he was a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde type after he came. I thought he was reaching down to grab his pants because he had to leave. He pulled his belt off his pants and before I realized why, it was too late. His belt was around my neck as I laid face down on the bed. He was strong. He pulled tightly, strangling me. He was sitting on my back, so I could not get away. I was fading fast. I was just not strong enough for him. He said he was going to make it look like I hung myself in this dirty no tell motel. I was trying to get my fingers between the belt and my neck, but I could not. I passed out, lost consciousness and he snuffed me out. He fucked me, then killed me like a female praying mantis does to her male mates. Then he had sex with my dead body. Sex with dead bodies was his thing all along, and he lured me like a dumb bimbo to my death.