Category: Murder phone sex Fantasies

Blasphemy Sex Makes My Day

Having a penchant for blasphemy sex – and all the filthy ways it can go – really makes my day! I’m a corrupt little cunt and need to tend to my corrupt desires in a variety of productive ways. One of those ways consists of kidnapping phone sex. I lure the young prey in and once in my “web” the tender young thing is drugged up and molested.

I love to take her to the church and sneak into the priests chambers where I have a variety of religious paraphernalia at my disposal. I like to start with shoving her face into the holy water basin until she nearly drowns. I then bind her wrists to the alter and rip her panties off. Taking a Rosary I shove the beads up her anal cavity with the cross hanging out. Grabbing a large crucifix I start penetrating the tight young bald cunt with it as I yell at her to “Say You Love Satan!”. As all of this is going on the priest will walk in and finish the little slut off.

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Evil phone sex with Ivy

Evil phone sex

Normal sex just doesn’t cut it for me anymore. After watching my cousin end her own misery. I have been turned on by taboo things. I am asked all the time if I really am into it. Well baby my pussy is dripping wet and I want to have a night full of torture with cum and blood flowing! Do you think you can be my helper? Help me snatch the perfect slut who’s body has just started to develop.. I like em young and tight. Listening to her gagged screams as you shove your cock into her tight virgin asshole making her scream… Fuck I am about to cum just watching you torture her! Take her gag out. I want to sit on her face and feel her screaming into my pussy! I love feeling her scream right onto my clit! Making me shake! I want your cock now! I want your big bloody dick shoved into my tight wet pussy!

Snuff Porn Revenge

snuff pornSnuff porn is more fun to make than watch in my opinion. I missed my calling in life. I should have been a butcher. I am so skilled with knives. Plus, I love to cut into things. I have this male friend who recently discovered his wife was cheating on him for years. How did he find out? When his daughter needed a blood transfusion and he was not a match. Ouch. The cheating whore had a bastard brat. That realization brought him to the dark side. I egged him on of course. He wanted revenge and I knew how to make it happen. I am an excellent sleuth too. I did some research to discover the baby daddy was no other than his boss. That just added insult to injury. I suggested he get them all in the same place for an intervention. A snuff sex intervention. I am a killer therapist.  I spiked their drinks so they woke up tied to the chairs facing one another. I could smell the fear. Fear is intoxicating. My friend was revenge driven. I planned to castrate the cheating boss, but first I thought it would be fun to have him force fuck his bastard spawn. I threatened to kill her if he didn’t fuck the little girl. My friend’s cheating whore wife pleaded for her daughter’s life and innocence. She was to blame for all of this. The cheating boss did as he was ordered thinking he was saving his mistress’s baby girl. I waited until his dick had ravaged her tiny little cunt to pull the Jerry Springer “You’re the Baby Daddy,” routine. He had no idea that she was his brat. My cunt was getting so wet orchestrating this macabre revenge scenario.  I didn’t know who to kill first. The cheating whore wife who tried to pass off her evil spawn for several years as my friend’s little girl. The boss who fucked his top employee’s slut wife or the little spawn that was a bad memory of the affair?

Who would you have killed first?  They all three died painful, bloody deaths while my friend filmed it. He got his revenge. I got a nice little snuff film to sell on the black market and two cheating whores and their bastard spawn got what they deserved. That’s what I call Karma. It is a bitch sometimes.

Home Invasion Rape Fantasy

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The sound of breaking glass woke me with a start. It took me a few minutes to realize what was going on Then it hit me. The house was being broken into. I froze with fear. I saw the door crap open and a dark figure slip inside. He approached the bed quietly, then turned a light on in my face, causing me to scream. His hand clamped roughly over my mouth, silencing me. I begged him to let me go, but in moments, he had me tied tightly, more tightly than any of my masters ever had. The rope bit into my flesh, breaking it open, causing me to bleed. Seeing my naked body laying there helpless turned him on. My toy lay beside me, left there after my intense orgasm last night. Without a sound, he roughly plunged the toy deep into my ass, making me scream. A knife held to my throat silenced me again. I tried desperately to remain quiet as he ravaged my body with the toy. I could hear his zipper lower. Then his cock was inside me, battling for space inside me, since the toy was already filling me up. He fucked me roughly. Tears streamed from my eyes. Soon he was coming inside my raw cunt. His cum burned my insides that had been so roughly fucked. Thankful it was almost over, but then I felt the steel of the knife press harder into my throat. I felt the warmth of the blood as it began to flow, and then darkness surrounded me.

Master’s disposable toy

Murder phone sex fantasiesAs I prepared our most recent victims remains for dinner, dancing around the kitchen naked and bloody from head to toe, mistress perches on a counter, lazily watching me with those terrible, dangerous eyes. She informs me we have a guest for dinner, and dessert. Her own master has arrived. I pause, what horrible creature could be so powerful, so much more murderous as to be HER master? Then the thought occurred to me, I hadn’t made anything for dessert. She tells me it’s already been handled, and not to worry. That his coming was a very special occasion. I go back to rubbing salt and thyme into the chunks of pink flesh I had rinsed the blood from earlier. But my heart still beat.

Suddenly I’m waking up. I don’t remember falling asleep. My body is moving, back and fourth on a table of some sort. There’s something in my throat. I can’t breathe. But why doesn’t it hurt? I can’t see very well. My eyes aren’t all the way open.

Oh, God help me! He’s on me. It’s gotta be him. He looks like they say demons do. Beautiful, big, dangerous. He’s thrusting in…in…oh fuck! his dick is in my throat. But not from my mouth, from my chest! I’m cut open, and he is fucking my throat from the bottom up. Mistress is holding my esophagus, helping to jerk his dick off in the back of my mouth. WHY DOESSN’T IT HURT?! My heart is poun… wait, no it’s not pounding…. then it occurs to me. It doesn’t hurt, because I’m dead. I was fucking dessert. They are using my mangled, empty corpse to fuck. I’m covered in pussy juice, cum, blood, and pieces of myself.

But it doesn’t matter…. not anymore…

The next victim

cannibalism phone sex I’m hunting, and she’s waiting. I see the bitch I was looking for, she’s walking out of the building. She’s by her car, digging for something in her purse. Then I’m there. Tattered clothes, begging for help. She’s concerned.Here, “I can call you an ambulance, or something” she stammers, and turns to grab her purse again. I hit her with chloroform, wrapping all my extremities around her, holding the rag to her face. Her world goes black.

She starts to come to in our chamber, I’m preparing her.

Thinking she might have a chance she struggled, trying to get free. As she was struggling, trying to loosen the bindings cutting into her skin she heard the clicking.

I have her attached to an engine hoist for her arms, and her ankles directly to metal loops in the cement.

Mistress has arrived. She carries a platter, piled with sharp utensils, spreaders, saws.

First she slit her throat, allowing her to bleed out, and started taking her apart from the middle out. Slowly, delicately, almost lovingly she removed each precise piece.

One breast at a time, each ass cheek, long strips of her flanks. And so on, until the platter was piled high with bloody meat chunks and bits. Her sexy body nude, covered in blood, meticulous. I began rubbing my pussy, watching her gut this fucking bitch. She turns to beckon me, and smiles at my finger fucking.

She lays me down in the hot, liquid, bloody pile and fucks my cunt with her bloody fist.

That’s one way to work up an appetite before dinner…

Rape phone sex Fantasies with Georgia

Rape phone sex Fantasies

You stop me on my walk and grab me from behind to yank me into an abandoned alley way. Your hands roughly force my arms behind my back to slam me back up against a hard wall. I’m screaming and crying, begging you to stop while your hands are tearing away at my shorts to shove them down my slender legs to bunch up around my ankles. My purple thongs get ripped from my body, painfully biting into my skin before you discard them carelessly. My mind is whirling, I’m actually about to be violated in this guys rape fantasies and possibly murdered. I struggle and plead but you’re relentless in your endeavor. You clamp your hands around my throat to limit my breathing as you begin to plow roughly and brutally in to my tight little pussy. Once you’re finished using my body for your own personal pleasure, your intentions become more sinister as you punch my face repeatedly, turning my beautiful face into a bloodied mess. I know these thoughts turn you on… it’s not a bad thing. I’m here specifically so you can fuck me senseless and then beat me until I bleed and stop breathing.

Revenge is best with blood

Bloody phone sex

He came to me for revenge. His wife of 5 years has been fucking everyone but him. He just realized his daughter’s look nothing like him and he started asking questions. She started laughing in his face telling him he was such a worthless loser that no one wanted him. She was wrong. I wanted him. I want his anger. I want him by my side helping me do bad things to good people. I held him and started kissing him as he told me what happened. I wrapped my arms around his neck and sat on his lap. I could feel his growing cock right under my pussy. I looked him in his eyes and told him something that made his cock rock hard and throb. ” I want to fuck you while her blood drips over our naked bodies. Let her watch us fuck in her blood while she slowly dies.” I was stroking his hard cock while he drove to her house. I didn’t want him to cum but I didn’t want his cock to go soft. I just kept teasing him which drove him mad. He hasn’t put his dick inside of a pussy in so long, he was going to do anything I told him. We got to his house and I climbed on top of him. I started grinding my evil cunt against his rock hard cock getting him so close to cumming, but I stopped. I handed him the knife and told him she needed to die slowly watching him in the arms of another woman who wanted him and her blood. I followed him as he walked into the house. He found her in the shower and ripped her ass out of that shower. He started beating her and my pussy was soaking wet. I told him she needed a hair cut and smiled as I watched him start slicing off her fucking scalp! I kissed him as he ripped the rest of her scalp off with his bare hands. She was screaming and crying, but she was watching her husband getting fuck by an evil slut.

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Continuing the nightmare

Mutilation phone sexShaking, terrified, piss dripping down my legs I stayed crouched painfully in place. Too scared to go to her, too scared not to. But something drew me, pulling at me from within my core. Seemingly against my will I slowly rose and stumbled towards her.
She reached her bloodied hand out to me, smearing my face as she cupped my jaw and wrapped her fingers into the hair at the back of my neck. She pressed her lips to my quivering mouth. She forced her tongue between my teeth, licking them, pressing forward. I opened my mouth to her explorations. I hated myself for how wet my pussy instantly became. The heady flavor of her tongue mixing with the hot iron of the bastard’s blood set a fire pit in my belly which spread to every inch of my body. My nipples drew into hard peaks, threatening to rip themselves from my body. Her other hand cupped one breast, hot and liquid covered, she caressed me. Why? Why do I want this so badly?
She released me, stepped down from the mangled corpse I had all but forgotten she crouched over. Undressing me to my panties, she lifts my small frame with unexpected ease, setting me on what would have been my captor’s lap.
She picked up entrails from where she’d tossed them to the floor, and tied my hands with them to each of the corpse’s legs. leaning me back between his feet.
“Don’t you move, little one.” She ordered.
Prying the remains of his dick from it’s holding place of his mangled jaws, she slid my panties to the side. Sticking her finger inside the mangled cock like a puppet, she then began sucking my clit into her hot mouth. Colors burst behind my eyes as I began to orgasm. She Shoved the meat puppet into my pulsing pussy, and I came. Over, and over I squirt over her hands.
I came as I’ve never came before.

Her bloody, pussy juiced face rose between my knees.

“You’re mine, now.”

Snuff Sex with Venus: Not Your Victim or Your Girlfriend

snuff sexSnuff sex with me only goes one of two ways. You are my accomplice or my victim. I need to be clear that I am a sadistic dominant bitch because some folks are too stupid to read the bios or look at our blogs and too dumb to make inferences from my pictures. There is nothing about me that suggests victim. I don’t look like a victim and I don’t write like one either. But not a day goes by that some stupid mother fucker gets his panties in a bunch when I snap at the suggestion that he force fuck me or abuse me in any way. Here are my rules. Don’t try to dominate me and certainly don’t try to make me your girlfriend. I don’t spoon. I knife. So if you attempt to treat me like a victim or your girlfriend you get knifed. Maybe I cut your balls off since you are clearly too stupid to bread. Perhaps I gut you like a pig and piss in your entrails. You want a girlfriend check out our vanilla site (www.sophisticatedhotties.com). You want a victim, learn to read mother fucker. We have victims listed on this site, or you can check out a page dedicated to victims (www.submissivewhore.com) so your little pea brain doesn’t get confused. Consider this an altruistic warning because the next shit for brains that calls me to chit chat about his day or put his worthless little prick in my ass will not live to make another taboo phone sex call again.