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Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies

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Taboo phone sex fantasies are what I do best. My callers fall into two categories: mommy lovers and sadistic men who like to do cruel things to mommy whores. I have a very interesting life on and off the phone. Callers ask me all the time if I have a Master. My master is cocaine. I have long had a problem with nose candy. My husband travels a lot, so he doesn’t know the depths of depravity I will sink for a fix. He is not a dominate man, neither are our young sons. His son from a previous marriage is the closest thing I have to a master.  Since I am weak for cocaine, I get myself into pickles all the time. This weekend, I was partying with some frat boys. We were doing lines and fucking. There was some double penetration going on, but nothing wild. Then one of the guys brought in a little girl. No clue who she was or where she came from. She was very young and very scared. She asked me if I knew her mommy. This wasn’t good. I tried to be maternal to the girl when one of the boys punched me in the face. He gave me a knife and told me to “carve the bitch up.” All three boys had pure evil in their eyes. I was informed explicitly that if I didn’t snuff the little whore, I’d be a dead bitch. These weren’t frat boys. They were sick twisted perverts. I looked at the little girl, said I was sorry and closed my eyes. I told myself this was all a bad dream as I plunged the knife in her tiny body. She was screaming and they were laughing. I was crying and shaking. When I heard no more screams, I opened my eyes. The guys were fucking her young dead body. All three of them. It was the most gruesome thing I had ever seen. They seemed like normal 20 something men but they were a pack of wild animals. I did the rest of the blow, got so fucking high, I’m still not sure it really happened, even though the blood stains on my clothes tell me it did.

Meeting The Neighborhood Cannibal

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Everyone in the neighborhood says you like to eat people but I didn’t believe them. You’ve only ever been very nice and friendly toward me so I just tossed it up to being a local urban legend. Obviously those were just made up stories to keep young ones out of your unfamiliar reach or lies made up by the older boys to get the little ones all worked up- no way it could be true!

I was walking past your house and you were outside doing some yard work. Me being overly friendly by nature and genuinely curious, I saw a chance to get to know you and to finally settle all those rumors as being untrue. Your body language read as excited- having this cute young piece of sweet meat wander up into your space. You invite me inside with promises of lemonade and cookies. We sit down and you begin telling me more about yourself. I started feeling a tired and lightheaded, probably from the heat. You offer your sofa to me for a rest and I fell asleep quickly without a single problem.

I eventually did wake up but I was paralyzed and gagged- tied down to the kitchen table which was dressed with one single place setting. You walk in and run down the way this evening is going to play out. You are going to eat me. Raw at first, to help you figure out the best way to season my flesh. I have tears rolling down my cheeks and you gently shush me, running a sharp knife along the inside of my thighs. You then tell me that I am going to go back to sleep for a long time now and that you don’t like the way shock and pain tastes. You inject me with some medication and the whole world goes dark.

While I am unconscious you begin cutting sample pieces off of different parts of my soft teeny body. Trying the individual cuts first helps you determine exactly how you want to cook me, if at all. After making a few decisions on which direction to take your meal this evening, you pull out a dusty copy of some  Mastering the Art of French Cooking, Volume 1. Flipping through you find yourself salivating over the recipe for Gigot a la Moutarde- leg of lamb with mustard.

You remove my leg with a large butcher saw while I am still breathing. Then clean and shave my fresh- preparing it for seasoning. You rub 1/2 cup Dijon mustard, soy sauce, rosemary, garlic and your finest cold press olive oil over my limb in a large roasting pan. Cooking one side for 30 minutes and the other for roughly 20 more. Finally pulling the beautiful roast from the oven, it smells delicious! You sit back down at the table, pour yourself a glass of Merlot. Taking tongs and knife to pick out a selection from your masterpiece. Placing it on your plate and taking your time savoring each bite.

 

My young flesh is so tender-  What are you going to make out of the rest of me?

 

Snuff Phone Sex

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There’s a new snuff phone sex mistress in town and you better bow down. I’m the real deal, fucker, and you haven’t met no one like me. I’m a former Mexican gang member from South Texas and I am the real deal. I come from a large family of gang members and they spared me no mercy. My brothers thought it was fun to use little sister as a fuck doll until I fixed their asses. I stabbed one of them in the heart and watched him bled. The other one got his dick ripped out by the root. After I drugged him and stomped on his balls. He is the one who shoved his dick in my ass. He had to pay.

I guess you can say I have a bad attitude. I may cut out your tongue though. I have a smoking body and a hotter temper. I will spew insults at you in Spanish. I hate fucking whores. Women who sell their bodies and cheating sluts should be carved like pumpkins. A few of my gang brothers asked me to help them get rid of a slut. I am always glad to be an accomplice and rid the world of trash. We tortured that diseased cum dump all night long and dumped her for the coyotes.

When you are done with pussy snuff girls, come to the girl who will get the job done. I will whisper soft Spanish  in your victims ear, right before I slit her throat. Then we can fuck until she dies. That really gets me off. Can you handle a girl like me?

Bloody phone sex for a cheating whore wife

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The swish of the knife caught her by surprise. Her eyes widened as I nicked her jugular in bloody phone sex fashion. Her hand went to her neck as she tried to stop the squirt of her lifeblood. I hadn’t cut it deeply so it would take a little time for her to bleed out. You stepped out of the corner and watched. “Die, you cheating whore.”  Your hand was on your cock, stroking your erect meat. I’d been torturing this bitch for several hours, just as you’d asked me to.

You looked at your cheating wife. Her lips were busted, her eyes blackened. I had enjoyed beating her tremendously. I’m a killer but I have high morals and cheats and liars must die. This was going to be fun. “I found out that you were fucking my best friend. How could you do that? Don’t you know that you just killed him?” You yanked open the closet door and pulled your former friend out by the hair. “How could you? Did his cock taste good?” You reached over with the scalpel and cut off his shriveled and dangly jewels. He screamed as the blood exploded.

I loved how her eyes bulged out of her head as you stuffed the severed organ down her throat. “Choke on it, cunt.” Her heels drummed the table as you yanked her legs apart.  You grabbed my razor edged dildo and began to fuck your  wife’s filthy whore pussy, shredding her insides. The blood poured onto the floor. I caught a drop and licked it off my finger.

I couldn’t take any more. “Fuck me while she dies.” I begged. You leaned me right over her body and slammed your fuck root deep into me. Just as I felt you throb deep in my belly, I reached over and slashed her neck. The blood spewed along with your cum.

Bring me your lying sluts and cheating whores and together we will rid the world of them.

 

Sex with Dead Bodies

sex with dead bodiesHave you ever had sex with dead bodies? I know a few freaks. It is best when the body has been dead no longer than 24 hours. I had some fun this weekend with one of my nasty freak male friends. There was this teen girl he had his eye on for a while. She wouldn’t give him the time of day. She was jail bait, but he likes them young. I owed him a favor, so I killed her for him. I had some fun with her first of course. She was your typical mall rat teen whore. The kind of girl you see traveling in a pack. Thinks she is all that and a bag of chips. Wears short shorts with her ass cheeks hanging out, a small top showing her midriff, then gets mad when older men ogle her. I got her away from her pack with a bullshit line about being a casting agent for a horror movie. I stabbed her in the gut. One shift stab in the right place leaves a little bitch speechless and dead quickly. I watched the life evaporate from her pretty green eyes. The look of puzzlement said, “What did I do to you?” Nothing really, but it was what she did to other men, including my friend. She was a tiny little thing. I shoved her in a duffel bag and walked out of the mall to my car. I hunt at the mall often. I know how to avoid the security cameras. I drove to the old house I inherited that’s in the middle of nowhere and gave my friend his present. I watched his cock get hard at her lifeless body. She was fresh enough that her pussy was still very warm.  I watched as he fucked her dead body. She was bloody, but that didn’t matter to us. He fucked her dead holes for hours. I more than paid back my debt. When he could cum no more, I disposed of the body in the swamp. Just another teen whore runaway is what folks will say. Teen sluts are a dime a dozen.

Whipped

Sadistic phone sexMy drug addict boyfriend sold me to you for $200. I’m scared because I see the evil in your eyes. And my judgement id right on the nail, because as soon as my man leaves you slap my face hard. You drag me by the hair to your basement. I look around and see that you’ve turned your basement into a torture chamber. You tie my hands together and hang me from the ceiling. You cut my clothes off with a knife, nicking my flesh several times because you’re in a rush. Next you grab a pitcher full of water a throw the cold water on my naked body. I’m shivering and my are teeth chattering with tears falling down my face. But it gets worse when you grab a leather horse whip and strike my wet flesh over and over again. No one can hear my screams. No one was going to rescue me.

Accomplice To Murder

Accomplice phone sexI have a confession to make, something that I haven’t told anyone yet. A few months ago, I was an accomplice to the murder of my ex-boyfriend’s sister, she was a dirty cunt and deserved everything that happened to her! Throughout my relationship with my ex, she was always a nasty bitch to me, rude as fuck and jealous of how fucking good I look. For some reason, she was oddly overprotective of her brother and that made it really difficult for me and him to carry on our relationship. Even though we are broken up now, we have always remained close friends but his sister has been cyber-bullying me and stalking me, my ex and I knew that she had to be taken care of and it needed to happen very quickly! We wanted to be rid of her psychotic ass! While she was about to take a bath one night, my ex and I ambushed her in the bathroom and locked the door behind us so that there was no way for her to attempt an escape. He threw her in the bathtub and butchered her with a steak knife, it was quite a fucking sexy sight to see! There was blood everywhere, literally everywhere! It squirted out of her body and all on to the walls as well as all over the floor and inside of the tub. She was screaming bloody murder and begging us for mercy while he mutilated her but that didn’t phase either of us, we knew that she had to go! Once she was good and dead, to add insult to injury, my ex whipped out his rock hard cock and shoved it into her mouth, skull fucking her face as she transitioned into Hell. I loved being his naughty accomplice, we had so much fun together and fucked like crazy after we disposed of her body into the lake in their backyard!

Mutilation Phone Sex – Nightmare

Mutilation phone sexThey found me on the streets, wandering and exploring like I do, and offered me money to help them out with something. They blindfolded me, and carted me off in their car. When we got where we were going, I was led inside still blinded. When they finally took that strip of cloth off, I was in a dimly lit room with a spot light in the center focused on a man tied down naked to a table. He was looking expectantly at me, and I could see he had a raging hard-on already. I was asked to strip and climb on top of him and let him eat my cunt while they worked his cock out some more. I figured out that they’d been edging him, and wanted to torment him a bit more before they let him get off, so I went with it. I rode his face, and caught a couple of orgasms myself. Then, just as I was catching my third orgasm, I saw a flash. Suddenly, where his cock and balls had been was just gushing blood, and a gaping hole. His screams were almost instant, and I was scrambling to get off him as fast as I could, hardly able to breathe for having seen that. I begged to be dreaming, but the nightmare wouldn’t end.

Skinned Alive

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I met a man online, and although I knew it was dangerous, I went to meet up with him when he invited me to his cottage in the forest. I drove through a lot of wilderness to get there, and when I arrived, I cursed myself for falling for his innocent way of making this sound like a cozy cottage, when really, this was clearly a cabin in the woods. A perfect murder scene. Despite my better judgement, I went inside anyway. He offered me a seat, then went to get me a drink. My back was to the kitchen, and when he came back, he hit me over the head with something heavy, knocking me out cold. When I woke up, I was in some sort of hunting shed, strapped down. He was standing over me, holding a long knife. He began to peel my skin from my flesh, starting down on my legs. Screaming, I thought I might pass out from the pain. There was so much blood dripping down, but not enough to kill me. I would be alive for every moment of the torture. He laughed maniacally as he stripped each section of my skin. Peeling off the skin from my tits seemed to be his favorite. He carefully outlined each breast and nipple before pulling them apart. At the end, when all my skin had been removed, he climbed onto the table with his throbbing cock in his hand. Barely conscious, I whimpered as he raped my skinless pussy. My flesh squished with each thrust. He drove the knife hilt-deep into my chest as he came, snuffing out the tiny spark of life that still remained in my mutilated flesh.

Snuff Porn Mother’s Day

snuff pornSnuff porn Sunday took on new meaning yesterday. All the mothers and their little ones celebrating Mother’s Day made me quite murderous. I would see these Norman Rockwell mother and off spring images about town that hid their reality. I followed this one mother and daughter for the better part of the day. They started at church, then went to lunch, then shopped at the mall before returning home. When they knew folks were looking, they played the perfect mother and daughter parts. When they thought no eyes were on them, they revealed something less than perfect. The girl was a spoiled brat. Complained about everything. She berated and humiliated her mother. The girl needed the self-entitlement fucked out of her as well as cut out of her. I knew the perfect accomplice. A friend of mine with a fondness for teen whores. We have a good partnership. He fucks them; I kill them. He likes young teen girls the best. They put up a fight and they are tight, according to him. I looked at it as a mercy killing. If I ever spoke like that to my mother, I would have been backhanded into the 1950s. Young ones have no respect these days. If going to get rid of them, might as well get some pleasure out of it, right? Drew lured the cock tease away from her own front porch. I’m sure mommy was inside lamenting her devil’s spawn with a big bottle of alcohol. Once back at my place, I watched him force fuck her for hours. She did put up a fight, but he liked it. Once her tight teen holes were bloody and ruined, I came in for the kill. Literally the kill. I dared her to talk smack to dominant woman. Brazen slut did, so I cut out her tongue and shoved it up her prolapsed ass. I played a series of cat and mouse games that mutilated her once pretty body before I stabbed her in the heart. Dumped her in an empty grave and got wet when I got the Amber Alert. Silly mother. I gave her the best Mother’s Day present ever and she had to report her bitch girl missing. I think she needs offed next. Want to help?