Category: Murder phone sex Fantasies

When you become a voodoo doll for dicks…

Snuff Phone Sex

I was asked if I wanted to be “used like a cum rag” and “fucked till I wanted to die”. I was all for it in the beginning. Because they never mentioned that I would be a ritual sacrifice to their dark lord of sex. But, usually that’s the part they always omit.

It was a pleasant night out. We were out at this wooded area in the forest with a slab just sitting in the open. From what I could see, there were at least 10 guys standing there. Looking at me like I was the most delicious morsel of steak they had ever seen. I did look hot in the sheer white dress I was wearing when walking in. Showing off my nipples and tits really nicely.

Mr Leader Man was the one that got me undressed, and had all of his followers just come up and touch my body. Tweaking my nipples, playing with my pussy, kissing my mouth. They all just start bringing me to the slab, getting me strapped down as they gave me this weird tasting stuff to take. They just continue touching me, inserting their fingers in all my fuck holes, and I can feel my pleasure just mounting.

And then, I felt something coming up for my eye. Slowly, I open my eyes at that moment and see one of the guys just hovering over my face with what looked like a dick with spikes. I didn’t have time to react before he buried it into my eye socket, creating another hole for him to fuck immediately. I felt the immediate pop of my eyeball, and the oozing of blood and fluids dripping down my face.

Now, I would say this should have killed me. But, it did not. In fact, I felt everything. Because the drugs they gave me were meant for one thing. To keep me alive. So that way, they can make as many holes as they wanted, as they were now making me into sexual Voodoo doll. And I would endure every pain they inflicted.

As more and more of them started to create holes, the more pain I endured. I screamed, begged, pleaded for it to not exist anymore. But they just kept fucking me. One of them even joked about “Jesusing me” by puncturing a hole in my hand, and using that as a personal masturbatory fuck toy.

It got to the point I was a Crispy Cream by how many loads I took in all my normal holes, and holes created. I, however, no longer had a mind. It broke long before they were done. I just let everything happen and embraced the pain, and had the most orgasmic experience of my life.

 

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Snuff Movies Make Us Both Horny as Fuck

Snuff sex always starts off with a crying whore begging for her life. I love playing with my pussy and watching dirty whores fucked and snuffed on tape. I hear the screaming and the pathetic crying and it makes me so fucking horny. It makes all the blood rush to my pussy. In my head, I get dragged by my hair through the forest until no one can hear a dying whore’s screams. My clothes and body are all torn up. Bleeding scratches all over my thighs.

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He’s holding a gun to my head and tells me to spread my legs and lie down. I have to do what he says. Even when he starts sliding his hands between my thighs and rubbing my clit hard through my panties. He licks the bleeding cuts on my thighs and then bites them. When I kick him he punches me hard in the stomach and stands up. He spits on my face and tells me to get on my knees. Then to play with my pussy. I’m forced to push my dirty fingers into my pussy while he watches. One hand wrapped around his cock the other holding a gun a foot away from my head. 

Snuff Phone Sex Whore Forced to Suck Cock

He pulls out his dick while I fuck my pussy. My whore cunt is soaking knowing that this is the last dick that I’ll ever see. Even when he’s hitting me and choking me. Yelling in my face to scream louder. Even when he’s making me beg for his cock through tears. He grabs my head and pushes his cock down my throat. I start hitting his thighs until I feel the cold barrel of the gun against the back of my head. I let him suffocate me on his cock. murder phone sex fantasies

Around his dick and the crying I couldn’t breathe. I felt myself losing consciousness the longer he forced his dick down my throat. He pulled my head backwards and slapped his cock on my face. Then he told me to stroke his dick and beg him to blow his load. For a second I thought that if I make him cum he’d let me live. But then he pushed the barrel into my mouth. The moment he came he squeezes the trigger.

Fantasy phone sex creeps and ghouls like to play too.

            Fantasy phone sex creeps and ghouls like to play too.  Dress up, go out, get fucked. Covered in blood, guts, and gore. We do like to be nasty. In fantasy you can be anything. Do anything. Covered in blood, getting high. Mutilation is fun. When it is done right or wrong.

            Come over the dark side of the moon. Cut the ass up. Tear apart the insides. To gory? As long as you want to get nasty, we can do anything. If something is too gory then we just tone it down a little. Find a nice teen to play with us.

            To point out that teens are fun is an understatement. In fact, a Goth Teen Phone Sex slut will let us mutilate, snuff, have killer fun and even give us ideas. We will immediately get to the fun with a teen.

            They after all are into the witches, the ghouls, and goblins. Everything evil has a way in. Whether it is through the cracks, between the lips, down the throat. You know they are getting in.

            Now all we need to do is find out if it will be by force, knife, or something much more sinister. Will it be painful? You can be sure that it with be orgasmic. Tell me what your Fantasy phone sex with the creeps and ghouls look like for you.

            We will have the role play of your fantasies.

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Rape phone sex fantasies has the best kept secret

Rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies, my favorite pastime. You might think you know what I’m all about just by looking at me  after all, I’ve got a hot, wet pussy that’s always ready for action. But there’s so much more to me than just that.

The real special surprise is the screams of mercy that come right before death. It’s those guttural, hoarse cries that gets me off like a rocket. The victims always think they’ll get out of it, even when they’re tied down and completely at my mercy. But they never do – and that’s what makes it so much fun.

I love holding the little whore down while you defile every part of her body with your tongue. The taste of her is always super sweet, just the way I like it. And when it’s time to fuck, I make sure she’s ready for the ride of her life. I want you pumping that bitch until she’s soaked your cock with cum and blood. And when she screams louder, I want you to fuck her even harder.

But don’t be fooled, my friends. These aren’t cries of pain or fear. They’re cries of pleasure, of release, of a depth of satisfaction that most people can only dream of. It’s the sound of Torture sex, the kind that makes you cum harder than ever before.

 

Sex with dead bodies makes every day Halloween

Sex with dead bodiesSex with dead bodies makes every day Halloween! I remember my first time and yes it was on Halloween. I hadn’t been with my Master for that long, I honestly thought I was there to be killed but I guess he took a shine to me. He said I am his special girl if I do everything he says exactly the way he tells me to do it.

I did, I followed his orders and I was his good girl, I was terrified though. He brought me into this cold metal room, there were multiple corpses laying on slabs. He ordered me to climb on top of this guy, he must have been freshly dead because he was still warm.

He also had a massive erection, it was such a shock to slide his dead cock into my pussy but it was amazing. I rode him as hard as I could just as Master instructed. I pounded him until his bodily fluids leaked out his eyes, nose and mouth. Master told me faster and harder, so I did. 

I was so hard and fast, everything was a blur. It all slowed down when I heard a pop. That dead man’s cock broke right off and was lodged inside my pussy. I wanted to scream in terror but I know better. This was what Master wanted. 

He wanted me to break that cock with my pussy but now it was stuck in there. Master ordered me to lay on the floor with my legs nice and wide. He put his cock inside of me with that dead flesh up inside of me. He made me say that I loved getting double dicked by him and his brother. Wasn’t just Snuff sex that night, incest sex too. Master fucked me all night long with his dead brother’s cock inside me.

 

Dead pussy for you and a cold stiffy for me

Necrophilia phone sex

Necrophilia phone sex has me draining your balls for dead girls! But in the flip side, I have been thinking about my aunt who got pregnant by her husband’s dead cock. RIP Uncle Chad, your swimmers were still alive after Auntie rode your rigor mortis cock! Yes, even some of us women find death sexy, so sexy that we ride freshly dead cock. OOO, my aunt also said it was the hardest his cock ever as, all it took was him dying to get the best rock hard cock!  I guess you could say that he was really dead stiff! Hah! 😉

Now I am on the hunt for a man who will let me fuck him to death, so I can pop my warm wet teen cock on a dead ass stiffy. 

Necrophilia phone sex has me draining your balls

 Coaching men through Sex with dead bodies has always made my pussy hum. I am thinking that I will have to give him an end of life treat. I know one of his daughters should be great to convince him if he kills her, I can kill him. 

Sex with dead bodies makes me so horny 

Hey, he gets to fuck forbidden pussy and snuff her out. And I get to slice his throat riding his dick to death, literally! It’ll be the perfect end for the both daddy and daughter. Can you see yourself fucking dead girl pussy and offering your life up so I can ride dead cock!?

Cold dead pussy and cold dead cock makes me so fucking horny!

Necrophilia Phone Sex For Dead, Tight Pussy

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Necrophilia phone sex is easy to talk about especially when you have a friend who works in the medical examiner’s office. Ed is one of a few people who shares my little fetish. I’ll admit it’s much easier for a man to get into fucking dead bodies. I’ve always been fascinated at how the body changes after death and thankfully, Ed has no qualms about inviting me to the morgue after dark. We had to wait until everyone left for him to smuggle me in but my adrenaline was pumping just knowing we would be doing some nasty fucking shit. He told me I could take pictures, since it got him off even more. He had a fresh body that came in that wasn’t cut on yet. Ed was a little jittery because he got high before meeting me. I had my phone ready as soo as we got in the room. It was cold in there but I had on my sweatshirt. Ed had changed into some old gray sweatpants and a long sleeve t-shirt. He called them his “play clothes”. He pulled the sheet down and touched the hard nipples of the corpse. Her dead tits were a C-cup. She must have had really nice big ones when she was alive. Of course, Ed had to pinch the nipples as he stroked his cock. I could see that nasty motherfucker’s dick get harder by the second. He walked down to the end of the table, never taking his eyes off the Jane Doe’s naked body. Her face looked young, even though she had been dead a few days. Ed liked ’em still fresh. More than a week on a body was never good he said. He pushed down his jogging pants and pulled his thick, hard dick out. He always lubed up with baby oil before dead girl fucking, although he liked men too. He got up on the table and told me to start taking the pics just as he put his dick in her cold pussy. He said that dead girl cunt is so much tighter because it shrinks. As soon as he slid his necro-fucker in her small hole, Ed started to fuck her unalive cunt in a slow rhythm. He said he did it that way, so nobody could tell the body had been tampered with. He shot all his cum into her still pussy , then pulled out to reveal the last droplet on his mushroom head. He wiped it off with his finger and licked the finger clean. I got it all on my phone. Ed promised to sneak me in again to watch him fuck dead ass. I’m totally looking forward to that.

Evil phone sex is the perfect Hallows Eve night.

  Evil phone sex          Evil phone sex is the perfect Hallows Eve night. Now, you may wonder how. Well, the first thing to remember is that it is the night before Hallows Day. November first.  The day that the poor would go around praying for those rich bastards dead to get into to heaven. Which means that the eve was the night to be evil for then it may not get those pious in the sky people in the gates of heaven.

            Let them go down the depths of hell. Cast your sins upon the poor unfortunate souls. Dead and gone now. You commit the sin of evil the night prior knowing you condemn those souls to a torturous death.

            Mutilation phone sex is the first step to evil. After all, they are still alive. You cut them up. Slowly. Shallow cuts, deep cut. Slice them down the center of the chest. Make a cross between the ass cheeks. Right over the asshole.

            Don’t want to be heard. That is fine. After all, you can bet the Gothic teens are on the loose and they will as shown above have a gag ball to be used on them. Next, we begin the mutilation.

            From time to time take out the gag. You do after all need to get hard by hearing the screams and not just the moans of pain. Be evil. Keep them alive until they finally can take no more.

            Make them beg for mercy.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies At The Strip Club

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Sometimes murder phone sex fantasies are closer to reality than people think. All someone needs is an idea that creates a spark in the mind and the gears start turning. The Sins R 4-Ever club is one of the most popular places in town especially for bachelor parties. I’ve loved every day of working there because guys view me as a stupid ,drugged out whore but they always get a final hoorah before getting married. Tonight, I will be part of the bachelor party for a high profile developer. It’s his third marriage, but who knows, maybe he’ll be lucky. He paid thousands for this night and I’m gonna give him his money’s worth in the VIP room. He had his fill of his group party in the main room and now, it’s up to me to give him a grand send off. He asks if we can get another bottle of champagne, while I’m giving him my best Shakira moves and losing my bra to show off my huge tits. His face gets buried between them immediately as our champagne arrives. I turn around and bend over, pulling my skinny thong to the side to show a peek of pussy. I can see how hard he’s getting as I turn around and he puts the glass to my lips. I take a sip of Dom and kiss him deeply, as he sucks it out of my mouth. “Chelsea, you know I wanna fuck you. My wedding is three weeks away. Let me bury my dick in you so deep, it feels like it’s coming out of your belly button!”. He laughed so hard as he snorted another line and I laughed too. “Oh honey”, I said, “we’re gonna have so much fun tonight. I can’t wait to get your thick cock and ride it”.

Brad was all high, worked up and ready and so was I. I sat in his lap, grinding my bare ass on his half open pants. He groaned a little and whipped his dick out. Then he told me he forgot condoms. I told him I had some. I reached into my little clutch bag and pulled out a Magnum. I carefully unwrapped it, put the tip in my mouth and leaned over to slide it onto his cock between my lips. He pumped his hips, as I slid it down onto his fat cock. I teased him a little, then rubbed the tip against my pussy. Facing him, I started to ride it slowly. He said it felt so fucking hot–my cunt was on fire! I giggled and told him that’s what he paid for. The more frenzied I became, bouncing on his fuck pipe, the more he groaned. I noticed he was sweating profusely. “Brad. Are you okay?”, I cooed. He nodded and said he felt so good that he was about to blow his fucking rich boy spunk for me. I started fucking his pole harder and he began to gasp for air. I felt his dick spasm a bit then he lost consciousness. I got up off of him and took the condom with me. I immediately went to the manager and told him that I thought we needed to call 911. I even cried a little, acting like a clueless slut. I was told to take the rest of the night off which I did. On the drive home, I knew they’d never know Brad was poisoned. The condom was an ingenious idea. To think, he really got fucked to death.

Roleplaying to the Extreme: A Gore-Fest

Roleplay phone sex

You fucking pervert! I’ve got a treat for you—something special. I’m your worst nightmare, and the roleplay’s on me!You’re tied up nice and tight, wriggling like a little bitch. But hey, that’s the fun part!

I’m in charge, and your wife’s here too. Yeah, she’s seen your miserable ways and wants you gone.I’ve got you helpless, bound and gagged. Your desperate pleas fall on deaf ears. Suffer, you cuck!Electrodes on your nipples, balls, and cock—a nasty surprise! Your body jerks with each jolt, providing entertainment for me and your lovely wife.I slide a devilish toy into your ass, making you squeal. Your cock’s rock hard—what a joke!

Your wife rubs her wet cunt in your face. You’re helpless, a pathetic spectator. The gag prevents any taste of her sweetness.I torture your dick, stroking and sounding. You scream, but no one’s coming to save you. I stroke faster, laugh louder.Your wife cums hard, and your cock explodes in pain. You’re a mess, but the fun’s not over.

I suffocate you with my tits, feeling your life leave your body. The roleplay’s done, you’re history!

Another successful mission—you’re everybody’s joke!