Category: Murder phone sex Fantasies

What to do with the left overs

Ok now that I have tortured and killed this bitch, there is a little matter of getting rid of her body. There are plenty of ways to get rid of the evidence of a body. I mean you could wrap it up in one of those blue tarp’s and drive to the woods far away and dump her there. Or you could poor some acid all over her body and watch the skin and bone boil away. You could dismember her and drop her body parts all over the state, then no one would ever know who she is, lol. I can tell you my preferred way to get rid of the evidence of a body. First I would dismember her tortured body and then start chopping her limbs up into little pieces. Then I would chop her torso up into pieces. I would then take her body parts to a hog farm and feed all of her body parts to the hogs. They will eat anything bone and all! So by the time they get done with her there will be no evidence of a dead body!

My Rival

My RivalI have a rival and she thinks she is smarter than me, well I beg to differ! You know that phrase keep your friends close but your enemies closer? Well I keep her close to me she doesn’t even know that I think of her as a rival. I think I am going to invite her to my house and do something really bad to her. Ok she has arrived at my house and I invite her in and act all nice and shit. Then I pull my gun out and point it at her head and lead her to a room I have made just for her. I have a chair in the middle of the room, some rope, a cattle prod and my knife of course! Just enough to torture her sorry little ass. So I make her go back to the room and make her sit in the chair and tie her up. The first thing I do is shoot her in her knee caps so she can be rithing in pain! Then I hit her with the cattle prod a couple of times listening to her scream. Mmmm that turns me on so much, her little screams and whimpering! Then I circle around her rubbing my gun over her head and ask her if she wants to live. Of course, she said yes and I said I might let her live but I am still thinking about it. Of course I am not going to let her live, I am going to snuff her out like the dog she is! I hit her with the cattle prod again, God I love torturing this bitch! I then get my knife and slowly start slicing her head and cutting her hair off. Then I start slicing the bitch up all over her body listening to her scream loud! I slice her nipples off, lol, and then I slice down her stomach, not enough that her insides fall out, but really close to it. Now she is begging me for her life and crying and shit, lol. I finally decide to put that bitch out of her misery and point my gun at the temple of her head and shoot and watch her DIE!! That is what I like to do with my rivals.

Do Anything

You were so easy.  All I had to do is flash a smile, show my tits, touch that disgusting piece of meat between your legs and you promised to do what ever I wanted to make me happy.  I have to tell you, it would take a shit load more than what you have to make me happy, but that is besides the point.  Now you are worried.  You phoned me out of breath, your voice shaking.  I laughed and hung up on you.  You are fucked.

I wasn’t the one who went out and did what you did.  I just talked about the fantasy of it, you are the one who actually did the deed.  Although it was what I wanted, I would never admit I put the idea into your head.  You yourself said you would do anything, perhaps you should be more careful with your words.  Most people who took the action that you have have these things, they are called balls, maybe you have heard of them?  Did you piss yourself while you were carving her up, or did your cock explode in her tight, bloody, widened out asshole?  I am thinking it was the second thing mentioned. 

There you are, running away from the mess you made, and you call me to clean it up for you? Not in a million years.  As far as I am concerned it was all fantasy, you were the one who took it into the world and did those brutal things to that weak, unsuspecting girl.  I will not help you. As a matter of fact, now that you have accomplished what I whispered into your ear, I no longer even know you.  Clean up your own mess boy, deal with it, and move on.  Send me a post card from Death Row, and I’ll frame it and put it on my desk.

Gasp

Taboo Phone Sex

Does it burn?  Do you feel like your eyes are going to pop from their sockets from the pressure of trying to hold your breath?   How many times will it take until you give in?  You thrash, clutch at My hand, trying to loosen the tight grip I have upon you.  You will never break it, try as you might.  With each submersion you become weaker.  There is little time for you to fill your lungs with air, before being forced back under the water.

You look ethereal, your hair loose, floating around your face.  The light reflecting off the water, the pattern moving around you on the porcelain tub walls.  Each time I bring you to the surface it saddens Me.  It saddens Me to know that you will never get to grow up to do this yourself.  You held such promise.  You were excited, you said all the right things, acted the right way.  It was a game.  However, when the fun that I trained you up for began, you cried.  You are weak, pathetic, worthless, and dare I say, useless to Me now.

I thought I had my protege, I was incorrect in My summation.  However, now I know, that I will never try to bring someone under My wing again, it just ends in disappointment.  This is why I have to do this now.  You know too much, too many of My secret ways, too many of the tactics that I employ.  Now I watch as you gasp, choke and sputter, trying to gain that one breath that will keep you alive.  It will never come.  It is well out of your reach.  This is the very last time I will push you under.  My hands will clamp down upon your throat, you will remain pressed against the stark white porcelain until I see your eyes go blank.  Until I see your beautiful mouth open, until the water is at rest and you move no more.

Snuff Phone Sex

Play time!

Accomplice phone sexI am in the mood to play. I have my toy all tucked away. I caught her in the dark of night. Just to give her quit a fright. Now I shall take all my time. To enjoy her so sublime. First I cut off her clothes. Then I scrub her head to toe. Next I give her rings of gold. Nipple clamps, clamped to hold. I listen to her shout and scream. It is better than I could have dreamed. I take my knife and slice her skin. Digging deep and far with in. I cut out chunks and tear off pieces. As she screams help me Jesus! But all the screaming wont help her now. Her life now is what I allow. Covered in black and bloody bruises. Now to think of all her uses. I call my friends to help me out. They will fuck her there’s no doubt. I will let them use all her holes. Fuck her rough and break her soul. Pound her pussy. Rip her apart. Make her a bloody piece of art! And when you are done using her up. I will finish her off. And make you erupt. Watch me kill this little slut. And then we are done with this cunt.

Deliciously Deviant Natasha

I am a deliciously deviant phone sex Accomplice whore and there’s nothing that gets my smooth, tight cunt dripping wet than to dominate and control you.

You know deep down that you need my evil, sadistic abilities to take over and instruct you, to be in charge of every aspect of your life. Just let go and sit back and listen to my hypnotically sultry voice telling you over and over that it’s okay to play out all those dark, twisted fantasies you can’t stop obsessing over.

Submit to me, and join me in all that erotic and murder phone sex fantasies, it’s so easy if you try. Tell me how all you want to do is please me and follow my every command. worshiping my irresistible, little pussy is all you want to do .

Listening to those worthless little ones scream and cry as we torture and use their sweet, young bodies is just something to good to pass up, and knowing that you’re pleasing and pleasuring me is all the better.

Don’t worry, I will reward you for such devotion and loyalty, your aching hard cock will be satisfied more than you ever imagine when I give you the fucking of your life.

It sounds so perfect and maybe too good to be true, but it is very true, just give me a call and find out how serious I really am.

Bianca’s Body Farm

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You know what I’ve always wanted? My own fucking collection of real-life dildos, fresh from the grubby man thighs that I sliced those thick, meaty pisspoles from…I like to dismantle bodies. In fact, I am slicing, dicing, and maiming my way toward my very own Body Farm. Dirty, dull blades are best. I want to hear the horrifying shrieks of unfathomable suffering and terror endured at my own fucking hands. Oh yeah. I do enjoy their hands….there’s nothing like a cold, stiff forearm from a corpse shoved up my pussy. The fingers are so dull and lifeless, leathery in texture and brimming with congealed blood. The rot doesn’t set in for a good three days, so during that time I’ve got lots of different fingers to choose from to rub my sopping wet clit with. FUCK! I love it when the skin starts to flake and peel off and the stench sets in. Men are shitshoveling fuckers who are only good for one thing: the veiny logs between their legs. I’ve got an axe, a strong swinging arm, and I’d like to treat myself and my pulsing, dripping cunt to some fresh meat. Bianca needs herself some new bodies….

extra blood, please….

Bad Bitch Bianca Phone Sex

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Accomplice phone sex wiht Storm

Rob is one of my best friends. And he’s helped me out of a few real tight jams. So when he asked me for a favor, of course I’m going to say yes. See he has this problem with his ex. She just won’t leave him alone. She keeps breaking into his house. Showing up at his job. And the cops don’t believe him. She’s 98 pounds soaking wet. Cute little blonde. And he’s 6 foot four 260 pounds of pure muscle. She bruises yourself and blames it on him. Says that if he doesn’t talk to her shall have them arrested for abuse. And no one believes him. He’s desperate to fix it. But his hands have to stay clean. He’s going to Las Vegas for a fun weekend with the guys. He will make sure he is in the casino at all times, so that he is on video.And I’ll make sure that dirty fucking cunt never bothers them again. I knew when he posted all over Facebook that he would be having a fund weekend out of town that that dirty fucking or would break into his house. So I waited for her there. I barely let her get in the door before I knocked to the fuck out. Didn’t want her to leave any extra DNA. I tied the dirty cunt up and gagged her. And bleach down the DNA she did leave. Then drove her ass out to my cabin in the woods. I took my time fucking her up. I knocked her fucking teeth out with the brick. Trying to knock just one or two out at a time. I cut her fucking nipples off. Then trimmed her toes and fingers off and seared the skin close so she didn’t bleed to death. Dirty sucking whore was begging me to let her live. Swearing she would never ever even look at Rob again. But it’s too fucking late for that shit. Then I got out this old wooden baseball bat. I took the big thick end and rammed it right up inside of her dirty fucking cunt. And when I hit the back wall I pushed it in even further. She started pouring out blood. I took that bad out. And started beating her to death with it. I didn’t stop until she was an unrecognizable piece of bruised that meet. I dumped her body inside of a steel drum and filled it with lie. Wash the lid and the outside of the drum down with bleach and buried it in the woods. If it’s ever found and will never be traced back to me. But she’ll never be fucking found.

Surprise Inside

This little asshole twerp at my school has been asking me to go out with him lately. Seriously? Do I look like a fucking prom queen to you, fucker? But the retarded little freak wont leave me the fuck alone, so finally I agreed to do something with him…on my own terms, of course. First, I told him where to meet me. Gave him the address, got all fancied up real nice for him. When he got there, he looked really confused. Yeah, it was dark, and the cemetery gate was all chained up, but that was no problem for me. I brought my Lineman’s pliers. Lucky him….well, I guess he wasn’t so lucky when I cut through the chain and pushed him inside. Then he wanted to run home and cry like a little quacking baby. WHAT’S WRONG BABY? ARE YOU BACKING THE FUCK OUT OF YOUR LITTLE TRICK? Nooo, stay for the surprise inside! He was getting so scared, I started cackling like a hyena. Guess he shouldn’t have messed with me…I shoved the dirty twat right over to the mausoleum in the center, but he tried to run. Can’t have that…I rammed the pliers into his stomach and a burst of blood sprayed out from the wound. He shrieked loudly and dropped immediately in pain. Then I grabbed his scruffy sneaker and dragged his piss-ass weakling body over to the door. “Getting it up, yet, fucker?!” I screamed at him. I kicked him in the stomach where the pliers were still lodged, and he let out a horrible shrill howl. “THINK YOU’RE GOING TO GET SOME FROM BIANCA, HUH?” I checked his pants, sure enough, he was hard as a rock. So I yanked down his jeans and I started giving the fucker what he wanted. Your little pisspole touched, right? “THAT’S WHAT YOU WANTED FROM ME RIGHT, YOU STUPID PRICK?” I kept beating him until his breathing grew more and more ragged. Then I slammed his head against the stone of the cemetery and snipped off his pathetic cock with my pliers, still coated in his blood. His entrails slipped out of the gaping hole in his abdomen as I yanked it out and I wiped my sticky red hands on my jeans in disgust. Then I left his corpse there to rot. Hey, he’s in a cemetery already, less clean up for me. Now that’s my idea of a great date….

Quench My Blood Thurst

torture phonesex karmaMy thirst for blood drives every fiber of my being, from my head to my toes and everything in between. I need to drink blood like most people need to breath air. For me it is life sustaining and orgasmic.
Today i went hunting for wild game just so I could drain the blood and drink it. I was lucky and got two huge wild bore that yielded a lot of blood for the drinking.
I have to drink it quickly so that it doesn’t spoil and I am now down to about a gallon. All that blood has made my pussy soaking wet, and made me long for human blood which is what I really love.
I guess tomorrow I will go to the hobo camp and find some poor homeless fucker. Not to skiny and not on drugs, to bring back home and enjoy.
I will hang him or her upside down from a tree, slit their throat and let the blood drain into the pot so that I can drink it while it is warm.
Human blood taste so different then animal blood and while animal blood will hold me over, nothing quenches my thirst like human blood does!