Category: Murder phone sex Fantasies

The familiar taste of Poison

killer phone sexThe familiar taste of poison on his lips as he looked up at me. He knew what this killer phone sex whore had done. And he knew his time had run out. I held the annite in my hand and told him he could either help me or die. I looked at my phone and noted how much time until his organs shut down. “What do you want Jezabel!?” 

“I want your daughter! And Your pregnant wife at my feet! Call them now!” I hissed. 

His phone dialed shakily and with confidence in his voice he made them come home. I shot him up with the antidote after I secured him to the kitchen chair. I smoked my cig and blew smoke in his face as I described exactly what was going to happen. 

“When they come through that door I will enact your smart home security and you will talk lovingly to them as I set up the house recording system. I will be recording everything and you will be my willing accomplice. I will make sure that you are completely protected under my care. But one fuck up, and you will suffer the same fate as your loved ones.” I cautioned him. The three men standing behind me folded Their meaty arms and grinned evilly as I put my cigarette out on my daddy victim. I’m sure cocks were aching for show time to start  The sounds of “daddy where are you?” came from the living room. 

“Show Time!” I was ready for this Gangbang rape porn to begin!

I am poison to you soul and you will love my snuff antics!

Castration Phone Sex Princess

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The other day I had a call that turned into a castration phone sex call, but I don’t think it was meant to go in that direction. The caller told me that he was really into being fucked in the ass by young boys, but then he told me in the next breath that he was only into it because it was so taboo and that gay men should be castrated. I asked him what made him any less “sick” than gay men and he shockingly could not give me any kind of answer that made sense.

I told him that there was nothing I’d rather do less than talk dirty to him about his fantasy and he asked me what I WOULD like to talk to him about. I said that the only thing I could see myself discussing with him would be the removal of his balls. He got more excited than I thought he would and told me he’d love a role play involving that fantasy, so that’s what he got. There’s nothing more satisfying than the thought of castrating a man’s balls! I have countless devices to choose from. Let me cut your testicles off, baby.

Slasher sluts

They call us slasher sluts. The girls who get wet watching a gory horror movie and want to fuck to the blood and death. The whores who know from a young age that evil and mayhem are sexy as fuck! I have done a lot in my life as a sexy petite teen who feeds on violence. I know what it’s like to have morbid secrets that you can’t tell anyone else. If you need a little girls brains to fuck while your burying your cock in a sadistic teen pleasure, your in the right place. If you need a sick and twisted freak like you… You get my point. 

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I did learn an important lesson. That even if a man makes you cry by relieving your past abuse and why you are as fucked up as you are he will still cum hard. And if he tells you that he likes the fact that you had to have an abortion in Mexico because it was under the table because of your age, it means he liked what happened to you. I never will understand why I get turned on, relieving my past abuse and using it to destroy other girls. All I know is I’m a slasher slut, the more violent you get the creamer my cum is on my dildo at the end of our call. 

Blood Sport

bloody phone sex I type this with blood stained fingers still fresh with the smell of Iron. Metallic, sweet tasting blood. No its not from me starting my period and finger fucking myself all night to a rape fantasies fuck a thon. Though on any given day it might be. When A bitch can’t get fresh meat, she has to improvise! I am getting side tracked, all blood talk seems to make me a little flustered. But this isn’t my blood. I’m a lucky snuff slut tonight. I got a teeny bopper who wandered into my garage seeking a safe place to sleep .She knew a woman lived and she wasn’t as scared to risk being caught. Think she royally fucked up judging by the amount of blood in my rug. Damn it, I liked that rug. When Will I learn not to kill there? But the taste of a kill on my lips makes me think with my pussy. My security cameras picked her up right away. I watched as she snuck beside my car and tucked herself away. The little ungrateful shit then got up and began looking through my stuff. She even tried the door handles of my Corvette. That was it! I beeped my car alarm, scaring her as she tried to bolt and she discovered that she was trapped. I’m ever so grateful for my silent garage door. This was too easy! Soon I was snatching the little cunts hair and dragging her inside to my living room. Windows rolled down blinds as she began to scream at the sight of my blade. I whispered ”soundproof, too” As I punched the young thing knocking her down. I love that more and more young women are on the streets around here. Fresh pickins! I rolled on top of her and began cutting off her dirty clothes to see a tight teen body and nice tits underneath. “You could make me good money, but the thought of killing you for sport is overwhelming my cunt right now!” She screamed and bit me, almost making me cum in my panties. But I wanted to grind on this cunt so panties off, bald cunt to bald cunt we grinded as I stabbed her 14 times in the chest. I watched her die as I came to a shuddering orgasm on top of her growing cold bare pussy!

Kidnapping Phone Sex Gets Real

kidnapping phone sexKidnapping phone sex fantasies get me wet. I love being vulnerable and frightened. I do a lot of kidnapping fantasies with my callers, but sometimes my life is like a call. It has been beautiful weather lately. Unseasonably cooler in the 70s, which means I can take walks and jog and not sweat to death outside. One night last week, I went for a late night jog. I need to keep my body looking fine. I passed a car with its flashers on and a pregnant woman standing on side of the road looking stressed. I figured she had a flat tire. I stopped to help her, but some one came out of the car, hit me in the head and kidnapped me. I was catfished. I was knocked out until I woke up in dungeon, chained to a wall. I was not the only woman there. Many women were naked and chained in this dungeon from hell with me. This was like straight out of one of my killer phone sex scenarios with a client. It did not take me long to realize I was about to be trafficked. The couple that set me up sell human flesh on the black market. They sell women as breeding whores to couples who cannot conceive on their own. They sell women to men who want private sex slaves to abuse. They even sell women to be slaughtered like something out of a Hostel movie. That was what I feared for me. I can still get pregnant, but I am not shiny and new like some of the much younger women who were chained with me. Men came in and looked at us like meat. They would prod our bodies, explore our cunts and asses, and even test the merchandise. One guy bought me like he was picking out a side of beef to eat that night. I am now in his dungeon being used every hour as a sex slave and punching bag. I liked my fantasy life better. But I am sure like my new owner, you would love a real slave instead of just a phone slave.

The Perfect Accomplice Cleans Up Your Messes

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Last night master used me as his accomplice. I got master a petite young slut. Master right away ripped her clothes off and tied her up she was crying and pleading for us to let her go. There was no way we were going to let her go but I whispered in her ear if she did as she was told she would be fine and free to go home. Master slapped her on her face and told her that she was going to learn a lesson for being such a slut. I held her down as he started fucking her asshole raw, she tried to scream from the pain but I just covered her mouth and pushed her harder on master’s cock. He pounded her hard and fast and it looked so good I couldn’t help but rub my clit and finger my pussy. As he fucked her, he grabbed her neck from behind and started squeezing. The harder he pounded her the harder he squeezed. I heard her gasping for air and I knew he was suffocating her. I closed my eyes and pictured him doing it to me and I started cumming. When I opened my eyes, I saw he was starting to cum as her body went limp. When he finished, he told me to clean up his mess. I made her body disappear just like it never happened.

Explosive sex with dead bodies …

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His intense need to have sex with dead bodies was explosive in nature. It’s all he ever thought about as he watched the girls on the jogging trail. Normal enough with a plain, yet handsome face. Not too small in build and not large enough to intimate them as they each jogged past. A friendly smile and wave as he ate his cheese and crackers and read off his phone. A nice business  man in his polo and slacks. None approached him, and he never seemed to ogle or undress them. Sure they would feel that stare to that ass and if they looked back they would see nothing. That’s the part he wanted to taste more than anything else in this how world. But to them not knowing his dark fantasies’ it was typical straight man actions and considered healthy in the male species. A couple of the women would smile to themselves as he appreciated that jiggling derriere.  What these would be victims never saw was that he was on time for his three favorite joggers every day. If one didn’t show he would scout her out. Though he never changed his lunch hour he wanted to blend in. He wasn’t even an employee of any of these businesses around here. This was his jacking hour. Where he set up his mind against his big three jogging women into murder scenes he would jack off to cozy in a short while. The scene was important as he couldn’t get off any other way now. Soon even that wouldn’t be enough! The books he would read would be intense killer and victim series of dark and bloody details. In the Gallery, hundreds of murdered women’s bodies, collected from articles and sites no longer around. A collection of bodies he wanted to fuck, and devour a small piece of. He wanted to be bound with flesh after death and keep these beauties with him forever. He would need help soon and come looking for an Necrophiliac accomplice to help him get his needs met. 

Sadistic Mind Fuck

Sadistic Phone sexYour mind cant wrap itself around how a young sadistic phone sex whore can be so fucking evil! Its called mind fucking dear and I know how to connect your cock and your sick and fucked mind to make you explode for things that would make a grown man blush. I might not be the best at pretending to be a good girl, But I’m great at opening up and letting you see the dark side of a teen sadistic.

Fuck being good, I have a dark need to be the worse possible enigma. Face and body of a sweet angel and a black dark mind and lust that can’t be controlled! My current lover is an ex con who has 15 counts of arson and various assaults on his back ground.

He is on the run and my gift to him is bringing slutty girls home from school and giving his cock all the young pussy he deserves for being evil like me! What’s a murder charge mixed with the most heinous of crimes? Blood will pour and girls will howl with pain. They think a teacher or classmates cock is something. Wait until that cunt and ass is ripped up  by a 13 inch cock that has no care in the world of their pleasure! Only his cock deserves pleasure and I love being torn apart by him after his cock is bloody with slutty teen ass and pussy! I made my escape by pretending to be his victim too! “Shh!” The rain of bullets after the stand off made me cum so hard. snuff porn

Knowing his pleasure was worth it in the end! (Don’t worry it’s what he wanted!) I know he came right before his last breath! Now I’m looking for another fucked up snuff porn lover to get his rocks off with me. I can’t take another minute of pretending to be a normal whore! Let me mind fuck you! 

College Campus Accomplice Wanted

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I spent my time in college prowling campus for an accomplice worthy of my time. I needed someone strong, sadistic, and salivating for suffering. I watched the “uni-bomber” brats with great interest, but it was one of the Air Force ROTC that caught my eye. Jack was, in all things, an American Good Ol’ Boy, and I was aching in my cunt to corrupt him.

After a few dates, I managed to get my gentleman to admit he was addicted to the idea of adultery and aggressive assault of the nasty sluts in my dorm. Lucky for me, they all thought Jack was a hunk and barely let me near him when they were around. Well, one by one he lured them into the basement of his off campus housing, and chained them with the others.

When he called me so excited, he told me he had a bloody bouquet waiting for me. I arrived dressed in my best only to find a basement full of torture sluts. And then, it was time for a real snuff panty party. We spent all night, all weekend, shit all week tormenting those ballerina barbies one by one. That ought to teach those whores to fuck off and leave me be.

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Snuffing Out In Space

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I love to do a little snuffing in the fantasy of my mind; listen to this one. You are a rich billionaire who’s decided to blast into space, and I’m a rocket scientist. I want to get you out on a space walk, and torment the shit out of you. You see, I’ve made some special adjustments to your space suit. The boots will super heat the soles of your feet, and the suit itself will electrocute you.

If you let go of the rungs out these, you’re liable to float away into space. I watch you contentedly from inside the shuttle pod, grinning through a window as I shock you on and off. Finally, you start crying. Your eyes are burning. You can’t see.

In an act of desperation, you rip your space helmet off, and I get to watch your pathetic billionaire body plummet back down to the ground, a fucking fireball in the end. Too extreme? Shut up, you pussy.