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Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Make This Whore Wet

rape phone sex fantasiesMy cunt gets wet at all the rape phone sex fantasies that run through my head. Most are a brutal contilplation of the dark and evil fantasies that stay running on repeat.

There is something about being a charming little slut by day but an evil and conniving adultress by night.  The other night for instance, I spotted a married man at the bar.  I talked it up with his wife and himself. I bought his wife a drink. Which if you know me, that was basically me ensuring she was out of commission.  I put my secret knock out formula in her drink and in no time she was falling over slurring her words.  It was like perfection.

Her man needed help getting her back to their room, which was connected to the bar. Things going to plan. We got up to the room and he offered me a drink.  When his head was turned I put another secret ingredient in his drink. He started acting as I expected and I told him we should fuck his girl. He was all about it.  I got her naked and decided to tie her to the bed. He didn’t question why I had rope in my bags.

We tied her to the bed and started taking my big black dildos and slamming them into her unconscious cunt.  As she streteched out I decided we should each fist her in a double penetrating way.  We both struggled so we poured oil in her cunt and anus.  Suddenly our fists slipped into her fuck holes.  I felt like I was pulling out her insides. I was so satisfying.

As the guy started getting woozy, I tied him to her. I ripped his clothes off and started carving in his stomach. “I love whores”. and in hers “clean the pussy off his cock”.  I left them positioned with a dildo in her ass duct taped to stick and I pissed in his mouth with a dildo duct taped in his ass as well. It was thrilling knowing they’d both wake up having no idea what the fuck happened.  I raped the fuck out of them in my fantasy dreams.  What a fun time!

Knife Play Phone Sex Serves a Sadistic Bitch Well

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex serves me well. And I’m always armed with at least two knives on my body somewhere. I’ve kept them in my cleavage. And sometimes I strap them to my thighs. However, men never know the kind of heat I’m packing. I don’t need a gun. All I’ve ever needed were a few good knives.

And last night, I’m glad I went out armed. I’m always dangerous though. Because I’m the sort of woman who will kill you for looking at me wrong. Plus, I once killed a guy for calling me baby. In my defense, I gave him two warnings to stop with the silly baby talk. I’m an adult woman. And I’m a sadistic bitch. No baby talk. I did not feel in the mood for any man to mess with me last night. Perhaps that’s my perpetual state because I never want to men messing with me.

This guy met his snuff sex maker an hour after meeting me. He just gave me awful vibes. Like the kind of man who looks for any opportunity to take advantage of a woman. He picked the wrong girl. I never show weakness. As I walked out to my car, I decided to test him. I stumbled for my keys. And I acted drunk as I walked to my car. And sure enough, he followed me and tried to take advantage of the situation

My instincts seem right every time. Trust your gut ladies. It’s always right. When he attempted to push me into my car, I grabbed a knife and stabbed him in the gut. But I knew how to disable him but not kill him.

This Sadistic Bitch Never Leaves Home without Her Knives

No way I wanted him to die quickly. Normally, I kill men in controlled environments. But in that moment, I needed to make a quick decision. Luckily it started to rain. That would wash away the blood trail I left as I dragged him into the woods.

Although I do not like killing this way, sometimes a girl needs to do what she needs to do to survive. And that boy would never see another day after he tried to assault me. He could breathe, but he felt pain. I took out my other knife, strapped to the other thigh, and I cut off his clothes. The fear in his eyes felt intoxicating to me. And I told him that I prefer long torture sex sessions. That’s because I am a sadist. I get off on a man’s pain.

Because of the road nearby, I needed to work fast. I sliced his cock off, and I shoved it in his mouth to shut him the fuck up. Now he just looked like all potatoes with no meat. But I took his testicles too. I planned on killing him. However, I wanted him to see me removing his cock and balls.

When I heard voices, I knew I needed to kill him quickly. So, I slit his throat. And I watched as he aspirated on his own blood. I killed him in a setting that did not feel controlled, but the rain would help wash away any DNA I may have left behind. Although impromptu, I think I cleaned the crime scene well. Mother nature always helps me out one way or another. It’s like the universe telling me I did good. No man preys on me and lives to tell the story the next day.

Torture Phone Sex Whore For Hire

torture phone sexTorture phone sex is going to be my next tattoo I gather.  Only I plan on coding it out in fingerprints of the most recent victims.  Their hand and fingerprints will be coded for letters. How would I do this you may ask? Well let me get my dildo up my cunt while I tell you about one of my first clients that paid me to fuck and toruture.

I thought we were just going to be fucking me up as I love to do some meth and get tortured and raped.  However, this old perv that paid for this very thing thought I liked it too much so he proposed a new idea that would pay me more.  He starts telling me how he wants me to help him take out his family one by one.  Separately in very strange ways.  In order to know they are gone, I have to get their cum in me and for the females, I need to cut off their fingers and toes.

To be fair I think he only asked for one finger but his cock was in me and I started cumming when he basically gave me permission, Mr. Patriarch of this huge family wants me to take them out and torture them in the process. That’s all I heard.

So the first bitch was his young granddaughter. I met her at her apartment with her boyfriend there. I went in as they were fucking and vunerable. That turned out to be perfect. I I stabbed her boytoy in the back as he pounded her doggystyle. Never knew what hit him.  Without a second thought I grabbed my fist as his cock slid out and he slumped to the ground and I shoved my fist up that young whores cunt.

She let out a wail. First still in her I took her leggings and choked her to death. Then put the knife in her boyfriends hands.  Would’ve been perfect coverup except I couldn’t help myself and cut off all their toes and fingers putting them in jars to bring home to big daddy.  He said I was crazy and to toss them. They are still in my pantry cabinet along with the new additions! You never know when finger prints may come in handy!

Snuff Sex is Underrated Fun for Women Like Me

snuff sexI think a lot of things are overrated but not snuff sex. In fact, I think that might be underrated. Nothing I enjoy more than fucking a deserving accomplice or victim. Or even fucking my victim right before I kill him. Some people call me a black widow. But that’s not the appropriate word. I don’t poison men or otherwise kill them for financial gain. I kill them because they deserve to die. Perhaps praying mantis makes more sense. Apparently, the female praying mantis bites the head off her lover during postcoital Bliss.

Now I don’t fuck victims often. If I find you completely annoying or a predator of goth girls, I just cock tease you to get you to my place. I don’t fuck you. Occasionally, though a woman hires me to kill some man who did her wrong. I take the job and I take the money. And I judge for myself if the person truly deserves to die.

This lady reached out to me on the darknet because she needed an accomplice phone sex partner. More like she needed a hired assassin. Ex-husband bleeding her dry. Blackmailing her for something that happened as a teen girl. She’s a high-powered criminal defense lawyer. And she fell in love with a con man. I did my research. Traced his IP address and all sorts of other things and found a long list of women scorned. He’s like that Tinder swindler.

Even a Sadistic Bitch Has Sexual Needs Too

He deserved to die. But what a fucking waste of a cock. And if you know me, you know, I don’t say that lightly. Sex does not drive me as much as vengeance and justice and pure rage does. So normally I don’t think about fucking a victim. I don’t need sex as often as the average person because snuff is my sex. Torture and murder arouse me. The dark things in this world that I enjoy satisfies me in ways sex cannot.

I broke into his place while my client fucked a coworker for an alibi. We only communicated once on the dark web. But after that, all communication went through burner cells or in person. Nothing to link her to me. I killed him. But I needed to stage it as a home invasion gone wrong to throw suspicion off this as a crime of passion. I’ve studied criminology and I understand crime scenes. Perhaps you could say I clean them up for a living because I never leave any trace of me.

But after I stabbed him, his cock sprung to life. Totally erect as he took his last breath. Looked to be the size of my forearm. So, I hopped on and took a ride. Used him like a suction cup dildo. The sounds of him asphyxiating on his own blood made my Goth cunt wet. Technically he died before I finished. But that cock stayed hard. Rigamortus maybe. Doubtful though since that usually occurs about an hour after death.

Sometimes a Dead Dick is a Terrible Thing to Waste

But I fucked up. Left my DNA on his dead dick. So, I needed to cut his cock and his balls off so I could clean my crime scene. And doing that would make it look like a personal kill. But his man scammed women for decades. So, I knew there would be ample suspects in his brutal death. Because of my mistake, I ended up giving this guy castration phone sex postmortem. And the CSI team would know that because of the lack of blood splatter.

Was not the murder I intended, but at the end of the day this sadistic Goth chick still has need. Just because I don’t do relationships doesn’t mean I don’t fuck. I gave half the money back to my client and explained what happened. Then I kind of spun it and left a few details out.

But I showed her my findings about all the women he swindled out of big bucks bankrupting several of them. Although I do not want an innocent woman behind bars, I know no evidence will ever leak them to this crime scene. I felt confident that although there might be a lot of suspects, the investigators wouldn’t be able to pin this murder on one of the many disgruntled women who would want this fucker dead.

I went home and fed his dick to my Rottweiler. She devoured it like one of those big turkey legs. Whatever it takes to dispose of the evidence. Even when I steer off path, no crime has yet to be linked to me for a reason. Because I’m good at what I do.

Ass rape porn blows me out and blooms my rosebud

The Ass rape porn I have to be in is pure agony. But I deserve to be punished like the worthless slut I am. My Master Daddy gets so furious when I disappoint him.Ass rape porn

My tight asshole will get a brutal banging!

He knows a brutal anal gangbang isn’t something I really enjoy. But I’m lucky that’s my only punishment. This time, though, he made it extra twisted and invited a bunch of ex-cons to be in his movie. He likes to make porn for his own private collection. It’s a sea of violent sexual horrors, and I’m in a bunch of them.

I don’t know what I did to disappoint him, but it must have been something bad because he got the ugliest, meanest-looking criminals to rip apart my insides.

They all line up to take me. It was like a horde of monsters, all keen to ravage my tender, stupid bitch ass. They were totally savage, unrelenting. They were all fucking my asshole like I was their fucking cellmate. They all smelled so bad, and coming from me, that’s really stinky.

It wasn’t long before my shithole was prolapsed. It is such a weird feeling. Almost like I’ve been emptied coldly and brutally. The worst part of this whole Torture sex ordeal was having to beg the camera to get them to fuck it back in me.

Taboo Phone Sex Sluts Put the Assholes with Tiny Dicks Out of Commission

taboo phone sexIt’s no secret that I enjoy taboo phone sex. And I love being the accomplice. But I still don’t mind serving the right man. However, the right men rarely ever try to dominate me. But you know who does try to dominate me? Losers with tiny dicks. And you know what happens when losers with tiny dicks try to dominate me? They lose their balls.

Over the weekend, I made a date with a guy I met at the club. Out of town businessman just in town for a few days over the holiday. He wanted to take me out. Handsome, smart, and he looked and smelled rich. I thought at worst I would have a nice dinner. If I didn’t like him, I could do the whole dine and dash thing. But if I liked him, why not bring him home. And he acted like a perfect gentleman at dinner. He showed me a lovely time.

We get to my place, and he turns into Dr. Jekyll. But I wanted Mr. Hyde. He immediately started ripping off my clothes. I gave him no indication I would fuck him. But for men like that, they think if you invite them back to your place, it’s guaranteed sex. And I might’ve fucked him after another round of drinks at my place and a little bit more conversation.

When Men Act Like Dr Jekyll I Fight Back

Of course he had a tiny dick. And of course, he felt entitled to my pussy with that tiny dick because he bought me dinner. Such a waste. An asshole in disguise with a tiny dick. I felt duped. But when he wouldn’t take no for an answer, I resorted to cock and ball torture sex.

I literally grabbed him by the balls and squeezed them like stress balls. Now that got his attention. But instead of apologizing for acting like a self-entitled asshole, he spit in my face and tried to choke me until I released his balls.

So, I released them. Then immediately took a knee to his balls until he fell backwards, landing on the couch. I grabbed my emergency pepper spray, sprayed him in the face, and that gave me enough time to handcuff his hands behind his back. He couldn’t open his eyes. Perhaps that’s for the best because he wouldn’t like what came next. I grabbed a pair of gardening shears I use for my little backyard garden. And instead, I use them to sniff his balls off.

Nothing Settles a Man Down Like Castration

Yeah, I made a mess. Blood began to spatter all over my rug. So, I grabbed a kitchen towel, put it under him and heated up my curling iron to cauterize the wound. He was bucking around like a fish out of water. Screaming and crying in pain. No doubt his eyes still burned like hell from the pepper spray. But I don’t think they hurt as much as his balls being removed.

So, I told him he had nobody to blame but himself. We enjoyed a lovely dinner. I might’ve given him a blow job or a hand job even with a tiny dick to show my appreciation for such a nice evening. But he ruined it when he allowed Dr. Jekyll to rear his ugly head.

He told me he would call the cops. And I told him go ahead because my hidden nanny cam would show him attacking me first. He might seek medical attention. But he will leave my name out of it. When men experience castration phone sex they get too embarrassed to tell anybody what happened. Because here’s why. Most women don’t just castrate a man for shits and giggles. We castrate a man because his actions proved he was no longer worthy of his testicles. Going to the cops will make the cops ask why she did it.

Snuff Porn on the 4th of July

snuff pornHe wanted to make the Fourth of July snuff porn. So, he hired me. We met in a chat room on the darknet. And you would be surprised about the things people plot there. This man does not live anywhere near me. But he paid for my travel. He wanted me to fly but that puts me on the radar. This man appears filthy rich. He married a stripper in Vegas 10 years ago and now understands what he made a huge mistake.

He found out she drugged him that night and manipulated him into marrying her. Turns out she has a boyfriend in Vegas and they’re just waiting for this old guy to die. Or maybe he thinks they plan to kill him. He’s super rich. It sounded to me like he best get to her before she gets to him. It would look more suspicious if he died because she stands to gain financially from his death. The only reason he would kill her would be for revenge because he never even took a life insurance policy out on her.

When you hire me as your killer phone sex bitch for hire, I need all the details so I can plot the murder. Since I’m skilled at hacking too, I got into her emails. This bitch encrypts her email which told me she wanted to hide something. She appeared to have a lot of potential enemies. She screws over wealthy men with honey traps. Looks like her little boyfriend back in Vegas doesn’t seem happy with her either. Perfect. A lot of suspects other than my client.

A Killer for Hire Takes Care of Everything to Keep You Safe

Took me a few days to plot her demise. I decided to go with overkill. That would give it a more personal touch. I did it while my client went out of town for business, giving him an airtight alibi. I disarmed the security system and broke into the house. But the bitch was not alone. The audacity of this gold digger. Soon as her husband leaves town she sneaks in a lover. Whore. Well, I guess I needed to kill two people.

I tossed around the idea of making it look like a home invasion gone wrong, but I decided to make it look more personal. So, I didn’t steal a single thing. But I did make it look like I broke into the place instead of walking right in the front door. Although I do like to play with my food, which means I like the torture sex to linger, I needed to execute them quickly. I also needed to make it look personal. So, I stabbed them to death. I sprayed puffer fish poison in their face to immobilize them. You must know what you’re looking for and it’s not standard to look for that in an autopsy.

The World Seems to Have Too Many Gold-Digging Whores

The corner would just think I caught them by surprise. And I doubt they would ever think that a 5’2 Goth girl could do this much damage. By the time I finished stabbing them, my guess they suffered at least 100 stabbed wounds each. It turned into a bloody fucking massacre. And so, I got something out of it more than money. I stabbed the girl’s cunt too. But I never leave any DNA. My client will try to call his wife a few times before panicking when she never responds. He will then call a neighbor to go check on her and the neighbor will find a bloody fucking mess.

The world needs fewer gold diggers. And I’m sorry that the guy became collateral damage, but when you lay with dogs you get fleas. This will be a high-profile murder. But I took all the necessary precautions to leave no DNA and a long list of suspects. But my client was in a different state in front of a lot of work associates when his gold-digging wife took her last breath. He will be a suspect, but if he plays it cool, it will all pass.

So, who do you want dead in your life? What kind of trouble can you and I get into?

Bloody Phone Sex fantasies of you taking me by knife point.

Bloody Phone Sex

Bloody Phone Sex fantasies of you taking me by knife point.

I want you to dominate and kidnap me completely.

Tell me how, as a slutty little teen wearing tiny clothing, I’ve been asking for this!

Make me feel like I am a victim at your hands.

You are much stronger than me and can overtake me with your cock.

Ripping off my clothes and shoving your cock so hard into my pussy it bleeds.

But you continue fucking me like I’m not screaming in pain. 

Do your absolute worst to me, daddy, and make me your little sex slave.

The fresh little cunt you can fuck whenever you want!

I have no say; when your cock wants me, I’ll open my legs for you!

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Ass Rape Porn With A Little Cannibalism

Ass rape porn I met a guy with an Ass rape porn kink, not just any kind; this twisted fuck wants young lad ass. I am his slutty accomplice now. My first gift to him will be my foster brother; his teeny little butthole will be used until it is ripped out of place and prolapsed.

I loathe the little fucker, so watching his asshole get shredded will make me cum so hard, the tools we will be using, you ask, a barb wired dildo about ten inches long and super wide.

 Undecided if I want him awake for the session, I may give him a mild sedative, just so he won’t fight, or maybe just let him pass out from the torture.

Once he is clean and tied to the bed, face down, ass up, I will force a fat and long dildo in his ass, you know just to open his little asshole, making it easier for the barbed wired dildo to shred him up,

Master is watching from across the room stroking his long dick, He then comes over and shoves his cock as deep as he can in the little tikes ass, balls slapping, master grunting and stroking, once the tight little ass is stetched out and Master got his nut, he instructs me to stuff the medival like dilo in his ass, I waste no time shoving up his ass, blood starts to pour out of his ass, I hammer his hole ripping it with every stroke.

His ass looks like ground beef. My knife slices his ass cheeks until my wrists are tired, flipping him over to give him a jagged castration. I mean, I am sure Master is hungry after this session. I go sauté his little pecker with pepper and onions and plate it up all pretty for a light snack… want to try it?

Blasphemy Sex is The Greatest Love Poem of Filth

Blasphemy Sex is the greatest love poem of filth. And I write my verses across corrupted flesh. All Hailing the Divine Dark Lord Satan.
First, I drag my lovers into desecrated churches. And where altar cloths become cum rags. Where holy water washes away nothing but blood and cum.
Then, I bend them over the pulpit and fuck them raw. All while reciting twisted prayers that praise cock and cunt over any false god.
Furthermore, I make them confess their sins. Oh, the sins of wanting young pussy and sodomizing little boys. All while gagging on my strap-on.
So, their moans echo through stained glass like unholy hymns. Consequently, their bodies become temples of depravity. Ultimately, where I worship with tongue and teeth and nails.
Meanwhile, I carve blasphemies into their trembling thighs. And make them thank me for every sacrilegious mark.
Additionally, I force them to drink from chalices filled with mixed fluids. Of cum, of piss, and of a virgin’s blood.
Now, take a communion of filth. One that binds us in eternal damnation.
Finally, I leave them shattered on cold stone floors. And their souls forever stained with the beautiful poetry of our blasphemous union.
Blasphemy Sex