Coming in to work at this morgue and looking over all of these dead bodies begins to give me some murder phone sex fantasies of my own. This makes my pussy so wet. I grab a cold dead hand and begin to rub my pussy. Sticking his stiff fingers in and out my wet sticky cunt, then licking them clean. I love the taste of my pussy, especially off of cold dead anything. Cocks, fingers, cold dead lips. Grabbing his hand again, I begin to massage my pussy, sliding his fingers slowly in an out of my dripping wet pussy. I tilt my head back and begin to imagine my own little killing spree. What would I use? A gun? Too easy and quick. I have all sorts of medical instruments I can easily use. Maybe you could bring me someone I could play with. I want it to last for hours. No one but us will know. It can be our dirty little secret. Oh, how you’ll get off watching the beast inside of me unleashed on some poor unsuspecting victim. Give me my fantasy!
Category: Knife play phone sex
Murder Phone Sex Fantasies On My Mind
Castration Fascination
I’ve been totally turned on by the idea of severing a set of testicles off of a man’s body as long as I can remember. When I would go visit my grandparents on their farm, I would beg Grandpa to let me do the honors when it came time to use the emasculator on the new heard. I would often think about how grand it would be to slap a pair of those around a set of big thick hairy balls attached to a pathetic worm boy. I finally got my chance today to really live out my dark thrill. I was back visiting my grandma and grandpa when I noticed the new farm hand really getting into me handling the castration of a retired stud. I looked up and noticed his cock was so hard it was probably chaffing the head, the imprint fully visible through his wranglers. I made a motion to the feed room and he followed. I ordered him to drop his jeans and let me see his ball sack. He did so, sweat dripping down his temples- looking down at my young skinny body in just a small black sundress. I clicked the tool and the thick rubber band wound rightly around his testicles. He went to yelp like a bitch but I slapped him back into his senses. I reached into my bag and grabbed my favorite knife, slicing through the thin stretched skin and taking his set right off. I threw them into a jar on the counter to save for later when I got hungry, some fried human-sourced rocky mountain oysters will be so tasty later.
Bloody Phone Sex
I’m having a bloody good time tonight. All these bodies. Bloody Phone Sex is what I’m into tonight. I have a load of bodies going to the crematorium so tonight, there are mine to play with. The first thing I do when I come into work, is strip down. Examine what’s come in for the day. Then I have all these fantasies about what could have happened if they had run into me or my friend Shadow. She’s into twisted shit too. Occasionally I have to dispose of some fucked up looking bodies she brings me. A lot of the time, I like to pose their bodies in a fashionably sick and twisted way. I can break their bones and make extremely distorted figures out of them. Other times, I just go wild with knife play phone sex. Cutting pieces off. Cutting women’s breast implants off or just their entire breast. With my job, the possibilities for some sadistic shit is endless. Wanna play with me?
Knife Play Phone Sex
Well looky looky what I found on my way to work. Stupid fucking bitch. Who hitchhikes anymore? Knife play phone sex with her should be fun. Usually they’re already dead when I get to slice them up, but today must be my lucky day, and obviously not hers. My shift just started and I’ve got ALL night to play with her. What do you think I should do to her? I’ve already started cutting little slits all up and down her. Not enough to make her bleed out. Oh no, that would take away all the fun. Just enough to frighten her and thrill me. There’s already a nice puddle underneath her that I’ve rolled around in and rubbed it all over my tits and my starving pussy. I climbed up on a ladder so I could straddle her face and made her lick my pussy clean of her fresh blood. It was so exhilarating. I grabbed her by the back of the head grinding my cunt all over her face until I came all over her. She looks so beautiful hanging there with my sweet juices mixed with her blood dripping off of her chin. We’ve got a very long night ahead of us. Call me and tell me what you would like for me to do with her.
Mr. Pest Control
I was taking a shower this afternoon when unexpectedly I heard my front door open. I cringed in fear, not expecting any visitors and absolutely not expecting anyone who wouldn’t obviously knock first. Seeing the shadow of a large man wandering around my place, I knew I had to spring into action. I slipped out of my shower and into my kitchen, grabbing my favorite knife- just recently sharpened for some playtime I enjoyed with one of my callers. Without thinking of anything besides survival, I lunged at the man and began stabbing him over and over again- bringing him to the ground. The thrill of snuffing someone out really took hold and I got a little crazy, stabbing him over 80x in a frenzy. Once I came to my senses and realized what I had done, it turned me on. I knew I had a body to play with for awhile and have some fun. Noticing of course at this point that it wasn’t a home invader but just the poor pest control man that I had forgotten was coming by today. Oh well! I turned him over, unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his giant cock which had already started swell. I sucked on it for a little while, slicing off his testicles and lapping up the blood like a lioness. I pulled his tongue out of his mouth and cut it off quickly with a pair of scissors, taking it to my wet cunt and teasing my clit with the dead man’s saliva soaked organ. I made a quick mold of his cock with plaster after I had sucked it hard enough- a trophy to enjoy later, once the fun of rigamortis had ended eventually. I promptly climbed on top of him and road his cock until I had the ultimate orgasm. Now I’ve got this body left over to enjoy for a bit but I’m running short on ideas of what to do next. Wanna help a girl out?
Ageplay Snuff Phone Sex, Wanna Be My Accomplice?
Shhhhhh, do you see them? If you’re gonna be my accomplice for snuff phone sex, you’ve gotta be quiet. We can’t let anyone see or hear us. I’ve got special plans for those little fucking brats and nobody is gonna spoil it. Not even you! Go get the car and bring it around. There’s duct tape and rope in the passenger seat, grab it and bring it to me. I’ve been planning this for a while now. Oh the things that we are going to do to them will make every horror movie seem like Disney. Chopping and slicing and mutilating. All the screams and begging for mommy. I’m so excited right now, my pussy is so wet. This is the shit that turns me the fuck on. I can’t wait to get them home so we can have our glorious blood fest. Satan himself would be ashamed if he knew what I had planned. Are you up for the challenge? Don’t wimp out on me now. All that blood. I can’t wait to roll around in their innocent blood. Rubbing it all over my nakedness. That moment when life leaves their beady little eyes.
Sex With Dead Bodies
Do you fantasize about having sex with dead bodies as much as I do? For me, it’s not just a fantasy. My career as a mortician allows me to really live out my fantasies making them my reality. Cold dead bodies are so hot! I bet you envy me and my job don’t you? Well you shouldn’t. You can join in on all the fun anytime you want. I’m here for you and our secret desires. There’s no reason to be ashamed of what you really want to do to these corpses. You have no idea how good they feel. And of course they NEVER object to anything we want to do to them. I have some fresh new kills in here that I think you would really enjoy. There’s no limits to our fun.
Suff Porn: I was Terminated for Being a Whore at Work
Snuff porn is what he said we were making. He said it was fake. He paid me upfront. I needed the money. I didn’t research him or check him out. I only thought about the money. Everything was fine at first. The scenario was that I was a bad employee being fired. I was getting punished for fucking the UPS man and other employees at work. I was also caught masturbating at my desk. This film was supposed to be a slave training and punishment video. I was only supposed to be spanked and force fucked. Then when he said he was terminating me. I knew he was serious. He was looking at the camera saying terminate in such a manner that I knew this was no film. I was positive terminate didn’t mean fire. This was real. This was snuff sex. I was bent over the desk naked with his cock up my ass with his hands tightly wrapped around my throat. As he fucked me he screamed, “Your terminated.” He said it repeatedly. His grip kept getting tighter. I was going to die for real. He wanted me terminated as in dead. The world won’t miss a dumb bimbo, will they?
Bondage Phone Sex Can Be Torture
I do bondage phone sex daily. You would think I would be extremely good at bondage. I am a good submissive, but the other night, the bondage was torture. I pissed off a drug dealer. I was supposed to sell a few bricks of heroin for him. In exchange for some coke, I was given instructions to sell all the heroin first. I was strung out, desperate. I needed the coke then, so I traded the bricks for coke. He never should have trusted an addict with that much product. It was like an episode of Law and Order. He had one of his thugs kidnap me and toss me in his dungeon. I tried to act like I had been mugged, but he knew I was high. He talked to a few guys on the street and knew what I did. Torture sex was in order as my punishment. He suspended me from the ceiling with my legs stretched out like I was doing the splits in the air. The position alone was torture. Beneath me was a rod with a ball on top. No ordinary ball, but a vibrating egg. Attached to the egg were razor blades. He pulled my ropes that kept me suspended hovering over the torture device so my pussy plunged on it. I felt the skin from inside of my pussy slicing. Blood tricked to the ground. I knew when he turned on his torture sex toy, my pussy would look like raw meat. I begged and pleaded for mercy. I even tried to barter for my life by saying I would be his sex slave for eternity. I tried to convince him to pimp me out to recuperate the money I stole from him. He just smiled as he turned on the vibrating egg of razor blades and said, “No one wants to fuck an old whore pussy.” I passed out from the pain; woke up with a pool of blood beneath me and a ruined pussy.
We cooked her up and ate her
Being my Master’s accomplice while we have cannibalism phone sex is such an honor, he knows that I will do anything and everything that he tells me. Whatever Master wants, Master gets. He sent me to the local playground at the park to kidnap a young little slut to bring back to the house so that we could have some sadistic fun with her. I picked out the perfect sexy brat, long blonde hair that was in pigtails and a white little sundress on, she looked so angelic and little did she know how much her precious life was about to be destroyed. Master stuck a needle in her arm that was full of a lethal substance, the young bitch died within seconds. I love watching the life diminish from their bodies, it’s like you can feel their soul leave as they turn into a limp corpse. Master was quite hungry and had a craving for young little girl flesh and meat. We brought her down to the dungeon and used hack saws to chisel away at her limbs and threw them in a plastic bag to bring upstairs to the kitchen to whip up some yummy brat stir-fry. I cut her up into chunks and cooked her up so that her meat was nice and tender, just how Master likes it! Add some salt and pepper for seasoning and you have a yummy little brat on your plate all ready to be eaten! She tasted delicious, we ended up devouring her entire being and I used her bones to make some broth. I doubt that little bitch will be missed!













