Category: Murder phone sex Fantasies

Accomplice play with a hot barely legal Babysitter phone sex Princess?

Babysitter phone sex

Could you imagine combining babysitter phone sex and accomplice fun? The way it would feel to know that you had a partner in crime to commit the horrible acts you’ve been dreaming about should absolutely make you feel super horny and turned on.  I would love to be that person, the one who gets the little creatures together that you intend on snuffing. There’s nothing I want more than to assist you in making your cock explode with need.

Just imagine me calling you and inviting you over to the how I’m babysitting at. Telling you not to worry that I’ve put the little ones down and you and I can have some fun together. I bet your mind would be racing with thoughts of fucking me, when little did you know you’d be having sex with dead bodies while we mutilate and do fucked up things to them.

Does that turn you on? The thought of having sex with corpses? The thought of hearing the last dying breath of air escape a perfectly little set of lungs. Let me give you what it is you crave, weaving a tale of destruction that may even be too much for you.

Are you ready to snuff some brats?

Snuff sex has nothing on me and my sadistic mind

Snuff sexI am the monster slut you are looking for.  The sadistic whore of your filthy Snuff sex dreams. Hell has nothing on me and the things that I love to put my sex toys through. It’s the only way my pussy can truly be pleased. I love rubbing my cunt and cumimg while watching the scene unravel. Her tits are perfect, perky, and round. The perfect trophy to keep around. I slice that massive mound off her chest. Her blood was not the only thing that made a mess. I came so hard my body shook with pleasure. I squirted everywhere and her screams made it that much better. I swear she got wet but maybe that was just me. everything about her has been perfect so far. Even hunting her had me cumming watching her try to fight you. God she is so feisty I wonder if she knows this is literally the fight of her life

 The thrill of the hunt is nothing compared to the thrill of watching you torture and take the holes of this worthless little whore. The way she begs as she suffers and her blood drains slowly from all her many wounds. You are a savage as you force your cock in her using all her newly acquired holes to jerk your cock. I know you are rocking her world. It’s been days since we caught her and brought her here and today is the day that we end her.

You grab a drill and I know exactly what you are going to do. You drill a hole in her head perfect size for your massive cock to use, I sit on her face as she screams in my cunt the vibrations and sounds are almost enough. I almost came right then and there but I’m saving it for when you cum. Now fuck her brains out and take that whore she is all yours!

Snuff sex has nothing on the truly Sadistic things is crave

Snuff sex Snuff sex has nothing on the true degradation that I crave. I can’t help it, the only thing that can turn me on are things that only the mind of a truly evil bitch can come up with. I need blood! The red, warm, sticky life force gives me a high that I chase. The bloodier and more mutilated the encounter gets, the better! My twisted sick mind goes insane at the sight, smell and the palpable fear. Each time blood squirts or a cry for mercy vibrates through the room, my pussy pulsates threating to cum right then and there.

The smell of iron and the sight of my liquid kryptonite are not the only thing this sadistic whore craves. I need the echoes of the screams as a worthless toy is being tortured. The pain that I am witnessing them endure at your hands doesn’t seem to be enough to me. I think real slow deliberate pain is overdue, so you know like any good sadistic slut, I’m going to help. I grab a pair of garden sheers and start cutting off fingers and toes. I want this torture to be prolonged, but also need my fix of blood and screams.

“No one can hear you! Scream as loud as you want! You actually will make this more enjoyable than I thought!” I hiss as I place my tight wet pussy over this slut’s face. She is our fuck toy now baby so don’t mind me while I use her face. You are force fucking the hole that used to be her pussy and ass and I love the way your bloody dick look going in and out. She is moaning from pain as she slowly bleeds out and the vibrations are screaming my name. I can’t help it I’m covered in her blood and the sight is too much to bear. I squirt down her throat as I smother her with this round juicy ass. She is chocking and drowning in my sweet nectar, and I should let her up for air. But fuck it I’m going to water board this bitch with my cum and maybe if she makes it, we can go from there! I know you like fucking their dead bodies anyways!

Snuff Porn “The Killing of Francie”

When it comes to Snuff Porn, the best part of it is when I have a real victim to decimate. These guys come begging for my attention. The attention of a sadist is certainly the edgy guys love. I am always laughing at and humiliating these pathetic idiots.

So the other night this little twerp came by and confessed he wanted me to kill him. I told him awhile back that he should just drop dead. He would follow me around campus. I finally cornered him and told him he was a worthless twerp. He groveled some more and I pulled him inside a room. The room with ropes attached to the floors. I shoved the twerp down and kicked him.

Binding him to floor I looked down on him. I stomped him in the chess and laughed. I told him I am filming his death. I turned on the lights and there was an audience of 100 or so sadistics. I was live streaming the film on the internet for money. He begged and I said just shut up and die.

Snuff Porn

Murder phone sex Fantasies are a gift

Murder phone sex FantasiesI frequently have Murder phone sex Fantasies. Maybe it’s because my life is so hard being the slave of these horrible men, but the sweet release of a bloody, grim, horrifying demise seems alluring instead of scary. I dream of it often, laying there while my abused cunt is sore and bleeding from the recent reaming or torture session, hoping that somehow the bleeding doesn’t stop and I simply cease to exist. I want to die, I want to be killed, I want tomorrow to never come and I always get my hopes up whenever I feel a new pain or something breaks inside while they fuck my black ass rough and hard and raw. It’s fun for them, subjecting me to Mutilation phone sex, turning their domestic late-night ‘snack’ of a whore into something worse just because I didn’t have the power to fight back or the will to run away. The windows are open, the door is right there, but I can’t move. I never can, and anytime I think of it one of them comes around the corner with some new guy and they pull me back down to hell one nasty fuck, one horrifying cut, one bloody scream at a time. I know they eventually plan to let me die, when I’ve become too used, too worthless, too abused and lifeless. I just hope it’s soon, that maybe they underestimate what I have left and end it too soon. I want to still be here to choke on my blood, I still want to remember my bastard crack whore husband when I breathe my last breath and collapse onto the floor in a puddle of was and potential. I need to go out quickly, to be used for Snuff porn, and somehow I get my hopes up every single time someone calls, hoping that it’s going to be the guy that pays enough for them to do just that…

Torture sex and Halloween go hand and hand

Torture sexHalloween has the perfect ambiance for Torture sex. It is a sadistic slut’s hunting ground, and I cannot wait to catch my pry! All these tiny whores are using it as a reason to dress like the little whores they are, exposing all the skin that I want to slowly peel off their bones. Little do they know their temptations are nothing compared to my innate need to tie a whore down and torture her slowly all night long.

You see the screams will echo around us, but no one will be there to save her. I will tie her down and start by lighting a knife with my blow torch. I want to force that red-hot blade it up her cunt and hear it sizzle as it burns her from the inside. The smell of her pussy cooking is intoxicating. I pull that sharp blade out and hear it slice through her walls, blood squirting out everywhere.

Knife play phone sexThis is just the beginning I am going to take my time slicing and stabbing this dirty whore while telling her that her life is now mine. With each stab, punch, and or hit I see her get weaker. I’m covered in her blood and the feeling of her life force covering my body makes this all the more enjoyable. Her pretty blond hair now red and soaked with blood. I know I look crazed, but I know I will fit in. After all Halloween is the day of the dead. After I watch as she takes her last breath, I realize the night is still young. I think I’m going out to find me a young hard dick to torture. I won’t get cleaned up; I can savor my kill. No one will notice that this blood covering me is real!

Sacrifice for Samhain

Bondage phone sex

To properly celebrate Samhain, my little coven and I rejoice in a variety of rituals: nude nature walks, sumptuous feasts and, best of all, hole bashing bondage phone sex with a physical manifestation of death, itself.  Conjuring up some vile visitor from the underworld and letting it have its way with us is the best way to increase the power in our little triad of terror, not to mention the fact that demon cock feels amazing, so we do it every year.  And, like any good witch, we celebrate all three days.  

On the 31st, it’s a little witches’ ball with just the three of us and one lucky lad that we invite to be the recipient of all of our attention.  We drink and dance and play with his genitals until one of us ends up making him cum in our hands.  Then, we save it.  Every last drop.  But night one is only for handy work.

On the 1st, the four of us take a nude hike through the woods.  Every time we stop to rest, we take turns blowing our lucky boy toy until he shoots a sticky load in our mouths.  By the time we’re done walking we’ve all gotten some of his goop.  Then we saved it.  Spit it out into a canteen.  Day two is the day we use our mouths.

The 2nd is when things get really fun.  We start off with a daytime feast for the four of us full of food, wine and butt fucking.  I mean, you can’t spell “bacchanal” without “anal.”  Inevitably, sometime during the whole thing, usually between the food and the ass ramming, our simple boy asks who the fifth plate of food and wine goblet are for.  We just laugh at him and take his fuck hog as far in our rectums as we can and grind around on him until he fills our shit boxes with spunk.  You know what happens next.  We shoot that shit filled cum out of our assholes and save it.  We saved all of his seed for all three days for what happens next.

After the feast, it’s time for the sacrifice.  This is when the worm turns for our lucky stud.  He gets lured onto our sacrificial altar and strapped down so he can’t move.  After we each say our part, his throat is slit and he bleeds out, quick and simple.  Once all of his blood is collected, we can finally get to performing the great rite and increasing the power of our crazy little coven.

The dark entities of death we conjure are drawn to human bodily fluids and waste like moths to a juicy, stinky flame.  We cover ourselves in that boy’s blood and all of that spit and shit filled jizz he gave us before his demise and recite an invocation so we can offer ourselves to whatever awful being we decide to bring forth.  We don’t do it three times in one night, only one of us gets to be ravaged by a rotten wraith each year.  No high priestess in our coven, we share power.  So, every three years, I get to look forward to being tied up, covered in sludge and wailed away on by some ghastly ghoul.  And this is my year.  I can’t fucking wait!

 

Snuff Sex with dead bodies

Murder phone sex Fantasies

I have been watching a lot of Ass rape porn and its been making me crave a little teenage slut! I just want to rip her fucking asshole open.. I was sort of hoping she would bring a few of her friends along for us to enjoy! I want this night to be gruesome, a living fucking nightmare.

We are going to record every moment so we can publish our own personal version of Snuff porn! After we get through mutilating their teen cunts, I want to chop those bitches up and have them hanging from the ceiling like a fucking wind chime… Ha! All of those worthless bitches dangling.. Slumped over with their necks cracked and cum leaking from their holes..

Mm, I can’t help but wonder what those worthless slits would taste like.. Blood mixed with thick steamy cream from that preying cock of yours! I have so many dark thoughts that have been lingering through my dirty little mind.. Whoever thought an innocent looking college girl could be so fucking dark and vindictive!

Lets have the best fucking Killer phone sex that cock could have ever imagined.. Live out the murderous thoughts that run through our perverted minds.. 

Taboo phone sex

Kidnapping Phone Sex Is Where I Met My Beta Bitch Victim

Kidnapping phone sex is where i normally meet sick fuckers who want to fulfill their Rape phone sex fantasies or murder phone sex fantasies. But this time it was different. I met a beta bitch who didn’t know what sadistic thoughts I had.

Kidnapping phone sex

He made me want to teach him what happens to a dumb beta bitch who thought he was going to get to fuck me gets. He came to my place and had drinks and tried to flirt and talk about how big his cock was. I knew it was a lie and I wasn’t drinking the same thing he was. I had put something in his drink because tonight was going to be the night, he knew what it was like to have a pussy hole. Once he passed out on me, undressed him and tied him up, including his little clitty. I got my sharpest carving knife and extended his little dicky as much as I could. I cut his little dick off, he woke up screaming. I stuffed his mouth with my dildo to shut him up. I finished my carving of his new pussy hole and pulled another dildo out. I stared fucking his new pussy with his dildo and shoving the dildo deeper in his mouth. I didn’t stop until he stopped moving. I finished my night by taking pictures and cleaning up my bloody mess. 

IT Wants Willow

Rape phone sex fantasies

Every now and again one of my rape phone sex fantasies comes to life and I have the Deadlights forcefully fucked out of me by a demonically monstrous clown.  Getting raped by the physical embodiment of cosmic evil would mess most people up pretty badly, scar them for life if not flat out scare them to death.  Not me, though.  Somehow, I’m pretty sure that I’m the one who keeps conjuring IT up out of its hiding spot and I’m fairly certain that IT likes my style.

It’s no secret, I’m a little psycho.  I think the world has too many fuck pigs on it and very few of them are worth the precious air that they breathe.  It’s my duty to take out any and everybody that I don’t feel is worth the very space they occupy, but I absolutely have to scare the everloving shit out of them before I do.  I love it.  That’s also the very thing which, I’m guessing, makes IT love me.

The first time I saw him was a couple days after I took out a dozen drunk dipshits drinking themselves into a belligerent stupor down at the pub.  Quick hatchet job, complete bloodbath.  I was still reveling in the excitement when a stupid looking clown showed up on my doorstep.  He said his name is Pennywise the Dancing Clown and he was there to help me celebrate then pulled out his prick and started waving it around at me.  I said “Wrong house, Bozo.” and shut the door, but when I turned around, he was standing in my foyer.  Color me intrigued.

His mouth opened wide unveiling row upon row of sharp, pointed teeth and a bright light shined out from somewhere deep inside of his throat.  As his jaw extended out further, he slowly crept closer and closer, trying to stoke up some fear in me before he did whatever he was going to do to me.  Eat me, fuck me, turn me into a weird clown demon, whatever he had planned, Pennywise wanted me to be scared while he did it.  It didn’t work.  I reached up, honked his nose and said “Neat trick.” then slapped his schlong around a little.  

Ever fluster a cosmic entity?  It’s pretty fun.  When revealing himself to be a beast of unknown origin didn’t succeed in scaring the piss out of me, he got a little mad.  That’s when IT started manhandling me and telling me he was going to fuck the fear into me.  Now we’re talking.  I had never been violated by a violently crazed clown creature before, it seemed like it could be a good time.  Hell, I’ll try anything once.

I got bent over, twisted around, pinned down and forcefully fucked by that crazy creep.  Pennywise pole feels great, he really knows how to ram it in there just right.  Every now and again he’d mutter something to himself about turtles or mention his brother and really wail away on me, that was amazing.  I love being hammered so hard that it feels like that cock is going to rip right through me.  That demon definitely did not disappoint.

Since then, I noticed that he comes around every time I do some real damage and take out a bunch of fuck pigs all at once.  I dig it, sometimes IT appears to me as one of the people I just killed and he hate fucks the holy hell out of me while shifting into various victims of mine.  One time he thought he was going to shock me by becoming my dad while he was pounding away at my perfect little pussy.  I didn’t sweat it, I just clawed his eyes out again like I did years and years ago to the real McCoy, only this time, I made him keep fucking me while he screamed in pain.  Cathartic as hell.  I don’t know where he comes from but one thing I know for sure is when he comes around, we fuck.  We all fuck, down here.