Category: Killer phone sex

Babysitter phone sex gets super nasty in the dark of night.

            Babysitter phone sex gets super nasty in the dark of night. Down on your fucking knees. Never disobey the babysitter. In fact, the punishment could be dire. As shown above torture is never out of the realm. Don’t think to blackmail me. I do have an accomplice.

            It’s a bloody big knife. Now you may be thinking that’s not a knife. Well, I have news for you. It most surely is. To be sure it is sharp and lethal. Don’t tell mom the babysitters’ dead. You could only dream. In the long run I will be the one doing the snuffing of life.

In fact, Torture sex is on the menu.Babysitter phone sex

            As has been noted, the pain is the pleasure for me at least. Among my many traits I don’t really care about little brats’ feelings. With this in mind, tie them up. As soon as I entered, the parents were gone. The torture begins. Immediately the toys are brought out.

            Unleashing my killer blood lust upon the innocent. Going to fuck ever single one of the little demons. With this in mind I wouldn’t say no to someone coming along and joining in.

            Ultimately the screams wet the pussy. Tingling through the body. Cum right alongside of me. Watch as my pussy squirts. From time to time using a whip on the wet covered bodies.

            Just to hear them scream.

The Snuff sex is orgasmic.

            There is nothing like the screams of agony. A throbbing cock thrusting into the lifeless body. The blade slipped silently to finish them. Blood pounding and draining. In due time the bodies collapse to the ground. To be sure the end is nye.

            In summary never mess with a demonic evil snuff queen like me. To be sure it will be deadly fun especially in the dark of night.

Ass Rape Porn Makes Druggy Slut Layla Wet at Gun Point

My New Dealer Likes Ass Rape Porn

Nasty ass rape porn makes this dirty pussy wet. I used to get fucked up at the trap with my dealer. You know you get a little money knocked off if you give up some pussy. I went to this new guy last night. My tiddies and ass were already out. He was staring at all this ass, so I started teasing his dick. He pulled a glock out of his pants and pushed it into my mouth. I took a step back, but he put it in my mouth and told me to get on my knees.

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One pull of his finger and my brains would blow out of the back of my head. My pussy was so fucking wet. He pulled my big tiddies out of my shirt while pushing the gun further into my mouth. “Suck bitch.” I did what he said. I started sucking the end of his gun. He stroked his cock watching me. His dick was getting hard in his pants. He pulled out that thick cock out of his pants and slapped it on my face. He replaced the gun with his cock and fucked my face. The barrel was pressed against my forehead the entire time.

Sadistic Phone Sex Perv Ruins My Holes at Gun Point

I started playing with my pussy while he fucked my throat. He could tell I was a dirty bitch who liked this type of shit. He grabbed me by my hair and pushed me up against a wall. Then he forced my skirt up and forced his dick right in my asshole. I could feel it ripping through me. I wanted to push him off but his gun was pressed against my head again. My pussy was still fucking dripping. I couldn’t tell if I was wet because I wanted him to shoot a bullet or his load.

Missing, Kidnapped, and Fucked!

kidnapping phone sexKeisha has been missing for 22 days. She was abducted at a bus stop while she was on her way to work.
She woke up in a muggy, dim, cobweb basement and she was very parched and thirsty.
“Click.”
She heard the lights over her head turn on, she was now able to see the entire area. Her leg was chained to the wall. She had a bruise on her arm. She was sweating and started to panic as she heard the footsteps get closer. In the middle of the basement there were various machines and ropes suspended in the air.
“You must be wondering where you are sweetheart.” Keisha looked up and saw a man 5’9” with tattoos standing over her. “How do you know my name”? Keisha asked.
“Haven’t you heard of the internet? I can find anything about anyone with the access I have”. “I’ve been watching your sexy ass for weeks, left you notes on your door. I became impatient and decided to take you for my own pleasure.”
 “What are you going to do to me?”
 “You’ll see”.
 The man unlocked Sakina’s leg from the chains and dragged her weak body to the pussy drill fucking machine.
 “I built this myself, customized for your body. When I turn it on, you will cum and orgasm multiple times until you pass out. Keisha’s heart began to race. Not a single word left her lips. Keisha’s legs and arms were tied to the ropes hanging from the ceiling. Her legs were forced open. The man placed the dildo attached to a drill pump into her little hairless pussy. He duck taped her mouth shut.
 “Ready”? 
Keisha shook her head. 
The machine turned on, fucking Keisha’s pussy in multiple speeds and directions. The first orgasm came to fruition. Keisha was panting like a dog. The second and third orgasm were more intense, causing her muscles to spasm and breathing to get heavier. The man stood, with his arms crossed, watching his subject weaken from forced orgasms. He smiled with satisfaction. He turned the motor off, and turned Keisha around, positioning her on her knees. He inserted the dildo in her ass. He turned it on. She screamed as the dildo plowed her ass. Her pussy was getting wetter. The man observed grool drip out of her pussy. His cock was growing hard. He ripped the duck tape off of Keisha’s mouth and jammed his cock to the back of her throat. She began gagging and coughing. This only added to the pleasure and sensation on his hard cock. He shoved her head forward to take all of that hard dick. He came in the back of her throat and made her swallow it. I don’t think Keisha while ever return home again.

Torture Sex is The Ultimate High w/ A Bloodbath of Pleasure

What kind of Torture Sex makes you feel good? For me it’s finding a sweet treat and plucking that victim from her peaceful environment. Once in my grips their world will be turned upside down.

As an example: we have little Suzie sitting in the sandbox. So young and pure. Then I saunter on over to her and smile sweetly. Once I ask her if she likes Birthday parties with cake, ice cream and presents, little Suzie is won over. These brats at the low income housing are the easiest. They want things they never had. I bring the offer of pleasure.

Once the little darling is in my grip her happiness quickly turns to torturous pleasure for me. Would you like to joining me in some Hunting and torturing? I do love a filthy pervert accomplice to join me.

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Snuff Sex Might Be The Only Sex I Crave

snuff sexSnuff sex is the only sex for me. And the best sex ever. Men yap too much when fucking. Plus, they try to cuddle and spoon with me even though I do not give off those vibes at all. I have needs like most women. Well maybe not like most women. I am not looking for a romantic partner. And I do not need sex as often as the average person. That’s because I get sexual fulfillment through killing.

Sometimes, I pick up a man just to kill him. And I did that last night. Found the least annoying man in the bar and took him home. He got more than he bargained for with me. Consider me a praying mantis of sorts. The females bite the heads off the men once they copulate.  And I kill a man after sex. But last night I killed him while we were fucking. I went from fucking a guy to having sex with dead bodies.

I’m a Black Widow of Sorts. I Often Kill My Sex Partners

Although I did not plan on killing him while we fucked, he just got too annoying to let him live. Sort of like Sharon Stone in Basic Instinct but instead of an ice pick, I keep a big knife under the mattress. So, the moment he started yapping about how he could fall in love with me, I knew he must die. I cannot tolerate that sappy talk. He meant nothing to me. I used him to get off. I killed him. Slit his throat. As his blood spurted all over my body, I continued to ride his dead cock. The dick stays erect for about 30 minutes post mortem.

He got me off. But he lost his life for my sexual gratification. I warned him. So don’t feel sorry for him. He died for a good cause. I rubbed his blood all over me as I came on his dead dick. And I had a hell of a time. Sure, it got messy, but I had a killer phone sex time.

Over indulge on Bloody phone sex, feast on the gore

Bloody phone sex Over indulge on Bloody phone sex. I know I’ve been feeling the heat recently, my depraved cravings spiraling out of control. My master took me to a decrepit, rundown motel in the heart of obscurity. 

As I stepped into the master suite, the scent of blood wafted through the air, and so much blood everywhere. I guess there were at least three fellow whores had met their end here.

I suppressed the shiver crawling down my spine, aware that I may very well be the next sacrifice to soak this chamber. I was pushed onto the blood-soaked bed. 

There was a horde of eager cocks standing at attention, primed to take their turn fucking the ever living shit out of me. The world seemed to blur around me as I gave my all to each hungry cock.

The torment was incessant, and the Torture sex made me cum so much. In a moment of twisted, depraved craving, my tormentors held a spark of recognition when they soaked my holes in jizz.

They took it to the next level. If I wanted to live through the night I had to feast on the gore of their last victim.  And so, I ate, I indulged, and found myself utterly consumed by savage ecstasy.

Now, I beckon to you, my future accomplices, to join me in the depths of undeniable debauchery, where we can revel in the all-consuming darkness together. 

No limits, no strings attached, just a den of hedonistic indulgence, waiting to swallow you whole. So come, let your depraved fantasies run wild, and together, we’ll paint this world red and I’ll make you cum with some Killer phone sex!

Snuff Sex Makes My Pussy Squirt

I have always been very into snuff. I have an evil streak that when I see someone getting hurt my pussy tingles, My ultimate snuff fantasy is to suffocate a nice young innocent girl by sitting on her face. I want the last thing she tastes and smells is my pussy. I can imagine how it would feel to have her fighting for her life and it wouldn’t do her any good, she is completely overpowered by me. Then while I am sitting on her face suffocating the life force out of her my man can be violating her pussy and every other hole he desires.  If you are looking at it. I am doing her a favor,  She will have the ultimate pleasure. They say the best orgasm ever is one you have when you are suffocating.

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I want her to die while struggling to breathe and choking on my fucking cum.  As she struggles and moves her face around to try to save herself she will rub my clit and that is going to make me squirt right into her little face. When she is finally still, I am going to live my ultimate fantasy and watch my man fuck the shit out of the little cold-dead bitch.  I want him to fuck her little tiny dead pussy and then I want to see her little dead ass get sodomized. I would love to see his dick in her little dead mouth.  I am going to have to play with my pussy extra hard when he fills that little lifeless mouth with cum. I know I am an evil sadistic bitch and I am proud of it.  Writing this blog got me really thinking about my fantasy and now I have a date with my vibrator. I need to cum so fucking bad!

Evil Phone Sex Fantasies Help Us Deal with Stress

evil phone sexEvil phone sex cures the dog days of summer. Seems to be a heat wave across the country. Politics pissing people off. Heat pissing people off. And we all need a little escape. I know I do. And killing and torturing people helps me deal with stress. Plus, it makes the world a better place because I rid the world of assholes and bitches.

And yesterday, I murdered an annoying couple I met by happenstance. As a Goth chick with a murderous streak, I still do regular things like grocery shop. And while I was in the produce aisle a couple hit on me. I mean they wanted to go Goth for a moment. Do I look like the kind of woman you can approach about having a threesome? No, I don’t. I look like the kind of woman who will put you in snuff movies.

Although I politely declined, they followed me through the aisles talking about their Goth girl curiosity. No means no. And if I need to tell you more than once, you better pray for your life. After their final attempt, I agreed. But I was not fucking these vapid swingers. I had something else in mind. Sexual mutilation and murder.

Evil Fantasies Cure Those Summer Blues

When I showed up, they offered me a drink. I carry these strips around with me that let me know if a drink is spiked. And sure, enough it was. I do not think they wanted to fuck me. But I drugged them before finishing my drink. Their plant enjoyed my roofied wine. And I enjoyed the torture sex. When they woke up, they discovered that I tied them up. And they did not appear happy. But they appeared even less happy when I sexually mutilated their junk.

I carved up her pussy. And afterwards it resembled raw hamburger meat. And of course, I removed his balls. But I put his severed testicles in his wife’s mouth for shits and giggles. I spent hours there. Even though I enjoyed torturing them, I had to kill them. They saw my face. So, I slit their throats and left them to bleed out on their bed. Least they can go to hell together.

Accomplice phone sex; you, me, and victim.

Accomplice phone sex            Accomplice phone sex; you, me, and victim. That makes three. You want me to be the helper or you the helper. I do so like making you the helper. Taking charge is what I do. I like the killer fun time that is to be had. After all, what is the killer bee if not the executioner. Want to make it dirty and nasty naughty. Then to be sure let us make it bloody awful.

            Pick the tools of the trade. As my accomplice you need to be prepared for everything. All in all, I am a knife wielding fucking whore. Like to cut up the inside and yank them out with a flick of the wrist. Too bloody for you. Need something to warm up too.

            We can always start with a suffocation phone sex call. A pillow over the face. Start with dry drowning. The possibilities. As long as you are getting hard. You must try screwing them once they have been snuffed out. Once they are caput the muscles contract. It will be the tightest passage you have every fucked. We will move up until you are used to the blood. The gore.

            The pain and suffering.

Bound, Blindfolded & Helpless: My Sickening Submission

“Chris” the name alone sends shivers down my spine. Last night, this hateful man tied me up and left me at his mercy. Merciless. That’s the word. He was fucking merciless!

He started by binding my wrists and ankles, leaving me vulnerable and utterly helpless. A devious smirk played on his lips as he walked around me, his eyes dark and full of promise. Chris knew exactly what he was doing to me, and the power he held over me only made me wetter.

He began to torture me, using toys and his clever fingers to drive me wild. My body squirmed and strained against my bonds, but I was trapped, his prisoner, and I loved it! He took his time, teasing and denial, keeping me on the edge for what felt like hours. I was dripping wet, my body twisted and my nerves on fire.

Then, he Shoved his meaty cock inside of me. Chris’s big, hard cock filled me up, and the feeling was indescribable. He pounded into me, each thrust forceful and precise, sending me hurtling toward ecstasy. I couldn’t think or breathe, his pace was relentless, but the pleasure was too much to bear in the best possible way!

My body convulsed as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over me. I squirted all over, my juices soaking the bed. Chris showed no mercy, continuing to pound me until I could barely stand it. And just when I thought I’d burst, he released me from my bonds and kept pounding away.

The aftermath left me spent and panting, my body quivering from the most intense orgasm I’d ever experienced. Chris had left me a mess, and I loved every second of it.