It was dark and raining, I could smell the blood coming from my wounds. My skin tingled and my breath was fast. I knew he was coming for me and I tried to run, but had difficulty with my hands tied behind my back.
I decided to hide as opposed to running. I found a spot amongst some shrubbery and was hidden pretty good. Only a few moments went by before he came along, knife in hand, looking for me, his victim. He chuckled this sinister chuckle that made my blood turn cold. He said, “I can smell your cunt, bitch.” It didn’t take him long to find me cowering in the shrubs still tied and gagged.
He yanked me out of the shrubbery by the hair, skinning my knees and ass along the way as he dragged me back to his dungeon. He suspended me from the ceiling and ran his blade across my throat and I could feel the warm blood begin to trickle out. “I want you to die slowly, and I want you and I to be cumming when you take your last breath, you worthless piece of shit.” He began to ram me with his cock, swinging me back and forth from where I was suspended, I could see the blood spraying now. He touched my clit with an electric current and I screamed while he fucked me and I could feel the orgasm start to well up within me. He was grunting, making this primal sound and I let the feeling overtake me.
Category: Murder phone sex Fantasies
Violent phone sex – I’ll be your victim
Snuff Porn Served The Way You Crave It
Have you ever craved the forbidden fruit, then you get your hands on it’s juicy sweet flesh and all you can think about is snuff porn. You turn on the webcam and start playing with the filthy little tramp that had you committing kidnapping phone sex acts. You are certain that you should make sure to get every bit of your need from the little harlot and start violating every hole in her little body.
Slowly you start easing that cock into her mouth but afraid she may bite down so you take a sledgehammer and knock her teeth in. That bloody mess in her mouth is even more of a turn on as you jam your rod in it and start force fucking that bloody saliva lubricated hole. Next that bald cunt on this fuck doll of yours is so fucking tight and you love nothing more than to rip that slit open with your cock and fuck that hole until it too is a bloody fucking cum filled mess. The asshole on this one is so pink and tight that you decide you’ll have fun using your spiked cock sheath on it. The way that ass was shredded was too fucking hot and you had no choice other than to toss her bloody dead corpse in the cauldron to stew up and serve to dinner guests the following night.
Murder Phone Sex Fantasies
We all have that rage inside of us that make us dream about murder phone sex fantasies against our enemies. There is no use denying it.
I love it when you call me with revenge in your heart. I love hearing the icy cold blood pumping in your veins. The sound of your voice has the sharp cut of a razors edge.
As soon as we start to talk about how we will lure the torturous wrench into our grasp so that we can carry our our murder phone sex fantasies, my cunt begins to drip and the cold blood begins to fill your cock.
We will be sweet as honey, all smiles and forgiveness just to get her where we want her.
The niggers paid us well for her sweet white flesh. Letting us watch was of no concern for them.
Watching her face as we push her into the middle of them is just the beginning of the fun we are about to have.
I reach over and begin stroking your cock as I watch them push her around ripping her clothes to shreds. I grab your hand and shove it in my crotch. It is already wet and ready to fuck.
Suddenly I see the flash of a blade touch her skin as blood spurts out covering the white shirt of the nigger closest to her. Cussing he throws her to the ground and punches her in the face, splitting the skin.
She screams in pain.
He unzips his pants and a huge dick, dark as night springs forth. I can see the pre-cum glistening on the head before he rams it right up her ass.
I can’t take it any more and I straddle your lap. I want to fuck. A hard and wild ride as our murder phone sex fantasies play out right before our eyes.
Snuff Porn Fantasies
Snuff porn is so popular. It is a dark fetish for so many folks. Even women have snuff fantasies. Some women are really cruel mistresses who love to kill blonde bimbos like me. I answered an ad on the Back Pages for a threesome. It sounded like a hot scenario. I saw pictures of the couple, very handsome. They just wanted a subbie playmate. I fit that bill. When I arrived, I knew something was off. This was no normal couple. More like Bonnie and Clyde or some other deranged killer duo in history. I could see the madness in their eyes. Hers primarily. Her soul was black. I sat down and she spit in my face, then poured her hot cup of coffee on my tits. She scalded my boobs and laughed. Flat out laughed as I cried in pain. I attempted to flee for the door, but he grabbed me. He restrained me while she kicked me repeatedly for hours. I was semi conscious when I got a reprieve. I heard them laughing in the other room. Blood covered my face. I was choking on blood and vomit. I was dizzy. Everything was blurry, but I tried to crawl to the door to escape. I thought I had my freedom. My bloodied hand was on the knob, when something sharp pierced through my ass. The pain was beyond imagine. It came out my mouth and pinned me to the door. I was speared. Spit roasted like a pig. I couldn’t breathe or move. Like road kill, I was waiting to die. Die at the hands of two strangers I thought wanted to fuck a submissive whore. My blue eyes looked at the man for some sort of answer as to why me. He knew that look. He patted my head and said, “Because you are a stupid whore who hooks up with strangers. The only good whore is a dead whore.”
Bondage phone sex with Aubree
I woke up to find myself tied, upside down, to an inversion table. My tits were clamped with metal that was cool to the touch, and the pressure was torture. The pain…
I was blindfolded and gagged. My body was on fire, all of senses heightened and I could smell…blood. My breath and heartbeat quickened. I’ve never been so afraid and turned on at the same time. I wanted to scream, beg for mercy but could not say anything. I was at the mercy of my torturer. Suddenly I felt electricity touch my thigh and I tried to scream out, but I just made a muffled sound. Next, the electricity touched my clit, sending me to another place, a place where pain and pleasure meet head on,and I began to sweat and cry. I was flipped back around so that some of the blood that was rushing to my head flooded the rest of my body and I didn’t feel so…confused. A man’s voice, which was so deep and scary, said to me, “Shut your cock sucking whole, bitch or I will really give you something to cry about.”
A few seconds went by. What was going to happen next? I felt something spread my ass cheeks wide, and something huge entered my ass and began to fuck me with a fury like I’ve never felt before. God, it hurt. I could hear his breathing quicken. I knew he was about to use me for his own pleasure. Sure enough, just as another jolt of electricity touched my left tit, he entered me with his cock with the dildo still in my ass. He fucked me hard, and slapped my face repeatedly. He then began to choke me, and I felt an orgasm wave over me just as I lost consciousness.
Evil Phone Sex Serial Killer Style
Have you ever gotten completely fucking turned on by a serial killer and just want some of the most evil phone sex with them? If not then, well I guess I am deranged and will embrace that shit happily! One of my biggest fantasies is done around necrophilia and a desire for castration phone sex calls.
The idea of having my own collection of real cocks to get off with when the need arises for necrophilia phone sex is really where the Serial Killer style came to be. Imagining being a notorious serial killer that mutilated men by castrating them after draining them of their seed just really got me hot. I imagine myself fucking my victim dry of all his seed and as I feel his final thrust of seed enter my sloppy cunt I reach up and slash his throat.
Blood pouring all over my bare breasts as I move him off of me. Watching his body grow cold I await rigor mortis to set in making that cock all nice and hard for me. As I watch I smear the blood of my victim all over my breasts masturbating with anticipation of mounting that dead corpse cock and squirting all over it before I castrate him. I will have had a nice collection of castrated cocks from a bunch of dead fucks.
Using Blood as Lube!
I seen that fucking bitch staring at me from across the room. Who the fuck does she think she is cutting her eyes at me and my man. Just because he traded her in for something better. Me! I seen her go outside like she was leaving, so I stood up and followed her outside. I got my razor blade out of my person and as she was about to get in her car I pressed it up against her neck from behind and asked her, ” Do you wanna fucking die tonight you dirty fucking whore”? She started to scream so I covered her mouth and pushed her in the car and shut the door. I called my man and he came and got in and started to drive. Usually I am the victim but tonight I am feeling a little naughty. As we where driving the fucking cunt would not shut up so I sliced her fucking throat and let her blood squirt all over me and the back seat. I stuck my fingers in her throat and pulled out her voice box and shoved it in her bloody mouth. I screamed ,” Shut the fuck up”! I started to laugh when I felt my pussy and I was dripping wet. This bitch dying actually made me creamy.. I started to rub my clit as my boy toy was driving. Using her blood to rub my cunt intill I squirted all over her dead limp bloody body.
I make good people do Bad things.
Listening to you preach your bullshit about god makes me laugh. Last night you were not worshiping god you were god. You held the life of a worthless whore in your hands and your mind was made up. You were going to take her life but not quickly. You wanted someone just like your own daughter.. You hate her, you want to skull fuck her. Your daughter looks just like your wife and so does this little whore. Her long brown hair is the same mousy brown that your wife and your daughter have. At church you are the perfect pastor, the perfect husband, the god fearing preach man has blood on his hands and cock.
I loved rubbing my pussy as your shoved your cock into her tight virgin asshole making her bleed as your tore her asshole up. I couldn’t help but suck her blood of your cock as you watched her turn blue as you wrapped your hands around her neck squeezing the life out of her.. Go on preacher man.. Preach about god.. How does it feel to have power like your false god? I’ll be waiting for you Sunday night with one of your sluts to fuck and burn after Sunday night prayer group.
Master’s Abuse Whore
I have a Master that does really dark and painful things to me. when I am alone and patching all the wounds and holes he has put in me I think about how much I want to be his victim forever. I know I cry when he slashes my tits or cuts off my nipples but I love how I am powerless when I’m with him. There are days where he is really angry and Master maims my snatch and asshole. He makes me assume the position with no panties on. My slick wet pussy exposed and in the air makes my knees shake in anticipation. I feel the hot burn of Master’s spiked whip dig into the skin and rip off chunks of my labia. Looking at the aftermath make me want to scream!! My pussy looks like raw meat but I know Master will pay for me to make it look brand new all over again. He treats me like shit then spoils me like a princess for being his abuse slut!
Ass Rape Porn Is Only The Beginning
One of my Masters of recent has decided he gets off on ass rape porn and by sending me out to the Hotel lounges to hook. He does this to me during conventions with mostly men in attendance that appear to have money and willing to part with it. One of the conventions he got a kick out of sending me to was an Undertakers or Morticians convention.
Trying to seduce an Undertaker is not easy! I did get a rather dark, quiet type to approach me and ask if I was “Working”. We got the specifics squared away and I met him up at his room a quarter of an hour later. When I arrived I was a little perplexed as he had another woman in there sleeping. At least that what I thought! He offered me a drink and it appears to have been spiked as I felt loopy and without inhibitions.
Helping me undress he directed me to get into the bed with the other woman and be silent. I slipped in only to find she was cold and blue. Gasping I tried jumping out of there when he shoved me back down with a gun fitted with a silencer. Fuck! I did as I was told and made out with the dead corpse while he took turns fucking her cold dead hole and my warm moist cunt. He came in the dead body and as he was cumming he pulled me by my hair and shoved my face down in a pillow trying to suffocate me and that’s all I recall.