Category: Murder phone sex Fantasies

Teen Rape Porn Angel Of Death

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Teen Rape porn Turned me into an angel of death! I was happy to maim and torture girls for my sadistic pops. He had me running a regular baby girl brothel for him in my younger days. I had always liked to see them scream and beg for mommy and daddy.

When daddy wanted me to film a couple of these little sluts getting pounded by him for the first time, I almost came in my panties. Behind the camera really getting a good look at the sweet agony they faced.

My daddy was a brutal fuck, he would jam shit up their asses and then fuck them with his cock. I remember on time seeing his bloody dick pull out of a tiny blonde. I couldn’t take it, I went and cleaned his dick off and tasted her blood right off of him.

It was then the girl from high school recognized me. She spat out that I was worse than my father and how sick and twisted of a bitch I was. I grinned and pulled out my boot knife. I spat in her face and told her I would see her in hell.

Of course poppa wasn’t done with her and when he saw I had murdered her by almost decapitating her he was impressed but still horny! I told him, to just fuck my ass hole like he had been doing for the last ten years.

I would find us more prey!

Gangbang Rape Porn Attraction

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It was a dark web attraction to the Gangbang rape porn advertisement. I was the perfect fit for their fantasy role. I was a beautiful blond with fake tits and cock sucking lips. It was as though I was the poster girl for their vision. I was elated and delighted with how perfect the role was for me. I enjoyed getting coked up and snuffed out on set. The guys were all lined up throwing down some big wads of cash to get their turn. I was not spared by the last few that paid the most. They paid for a used up bimbo with holes ripped up and dripping with bloodied cum. It was magnificent the level of pain they asserted on me. I was taken to such a high and the IV of heroin certainly made it so mother fucking pleasurable to be beat to death like they did. They expected me to die. I thought I was going to go out with this one and begged for more pain. But I survived and awoke in the Hospital yet again the morphine surging through me and me begging the orderly to fuck me.

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies

killer phone sexI hope you have killer phone sex fantasies. I was born to die. I watched the Hostel movies last night. I was working and snowed in anyway. With the virus still looming, none of my fetish clubs were open. So, I had a horror festival at home. The Hostel movies make my cunt wet. I masturbated all night thinking of being kidnapped and given to men who would sell me to the highest bidder for depraved torture. I know most girls my age would never want to be ravaged and destroyed physically but I am not like most women. I have deep dark fantasies about torture sex. In this one scene in the movie, a young Asian girl is getting mutilated. Her face disfigured, taking away her beauty. Folks were having limbs sawed off by chainsaws. A guy was gutted like a pig. And all of it made my pussy wet. When you kill me, promise me it will be violent and painful. I want to suffer the entire time. I want to be alive while my insides are in a pile on the floor between my legs. I know you want to do that to me too. I will scream, cry and beg for mercy, but I know you will show me none.

Indigo and Jezabels’ Brutal Mutilation phone sex

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Let Jezabels’ And Indigos  Brutal Mutilation phone sex take you down into the dark perverted recess of your mind now! 

Come with me… for you see we snatched this  treasure and now we must dispose of her. 

The fabric is left over her eyes when her bindings are untied. She makes mewling sounds, but still seems comatose. I honestly did not think she was still  alive the whole time we were there. There was no sound from the trunk.

Indigo  bent over her bringing  her arms above her head! It was then this succulent morsel woke, grasping on to life with all she had. She clawed at Indigos flesh and bit her until blood ran. Only to see Indigo stare back down at her and tell her how wet her pussy was now for our victim!  Blood covered her face as My sexy accomplice gouged her face with her horned one silver ring in a backhanded slap across the face! I Swing my stiletto boot around and I kicked this darling in the back. “Where’s my money bitch!” Before the little whore could speak I pressed down on her windpipe. My boot seeking to kill her. Indigo stops me and reminds me we still have an offer for a new snuff porn and she fits the bill! We would get our money put of this bitch one way or another, and get to fucking end her life for the disrespect she has given us! I let her up only to see she has pissed her panties and made a mess. I laugh and Indigo says don’t do it Jezabel! I pull my panties to the side and flood her face with hot golden piss! The gurgles are enough to have Indigo squatting down with the scalpel and slicing her young perky tits to ribbon as my piss enters our young sluts new wounds. I kiss Indigo full and hard  on the mouth and ask her if the cameras are rolling. She assured me that “they always are. Let’s get our money baby, call all the cock you can find!”snuff porn

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Torture Sex By Demon Cock

I was asleep and swear I was having the weirdest dream. I would call it a torture sex nightmare, really. It wasn’t a dream though. I woke up and it was all happening as though I was in sleep paralysis. I felt like my body was abducted by demons and they were ravishing every inch of it. My breasts were clawed and bloody. My cunt was burning as though it was clawed at and penetrated by a hot poker. Thing is, I couldn’t scream or fight it. I like hovered over my body as this was happening and was fully aware. The pain, seeing it and experiencing it. Kind of like an alien abduction episode of the X-files only it was with Alien Demons? They were like destroying me with claws and huge demon cocks. These cocks were straight out of hell. They were glaring bright like a burning staff. I was in so much pain and somehow I was forced to watch and experience every bit of the pain. I could not move on my own will nor could I scream or utter the slightest noise, well except for moans. I know I was not moaning, something was possessing me. I woke up and everything seemed normal. Except, I had a belly bulge. Was I implanted with demon seed impregnation?

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She takes my breath away

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Saw a girl walking down the road and envisioned us doing something really bad to her. We have talked before about strangulation phone sex but I am thinking that we should finally put our plan in motion. You drive slow down the road and stop just beside her to ask if she needs a ride, I will be lying on the floor behind the seats so she doesn’t see me until it is too late. As she climbs in you tell her to buckle up and take off. After I hear the click of her belt I sit up really quick and grab her hands from behind and secure them with some cuffs. I then put a hood over her eyes so she won’t see where we are going. When we get back to our compound we take her out and bring her into our dungeon. I get her secured to the railings while you pull out the toys for the night. One of the important ones is a big, clear plastic bag and some electrical tape. I pull the hood off and secure the bag tightly while she starts to struggle. You remind her that she will die quicker the more she fights. She calms down a little but starts screaming again when she sees the knife in your hand. You cut her clothes off and quickly mount the bitch. She is screaming and trying to get away but she loses that fight soon enough when the oxygen runs out and she passes out. You then pull out of her and put your cock into my pussy, where we fuck until we see her shudder and release her bladder. We go and dump her body back on the same road where we found her and go looking for our next victim.

Accomplice Torture Sex

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It would turn out to be the finest torture sex my lover and I had for a long while now. I could feel it coming in my veins. It occurred as fast as these things do. I was  giving him a blow job as he drove the mountain roads at speeds of over one hundred miles per hour. We love extreme sex, and him flying off the edge of the mountain with my cock in his mouth was the extreme blow job that got us both very stimulated! When My wicked lover spotted a young couple ahead of us! It was nothing to ram that tiny sports car with our SUV and send them sliding off in a ditch. It could have sent them careening down the mountain side. This would have made me cum instantly. But shooting the man in the head and kidnapping the young woman would be an orgasm that would build for both of us. One shot gone. Back at home we put her body in cage beside her rotting lover. The smell would get to her as her feces and urine mixed with his rotting flesh. This barely teen would screech at all hours of the day and night. It was music to my ears. Pushing scrapes of food and water towards her my Evil man would fuck me right on top of her cage. When the day came to kill her, I gave her a shower and fed he a fine meal. She thought she had a chance as I laid her in our big bed with the soft sheets. And when he saw the faintest relief in her eyes he nodded. He jumped on top of her and began force fucking her dry ass and my knife came out. Right before my man came I sliced her throat open and spewed her with hot artery blood as he spewed her ass with a hot load! She was dying before he came! And we made wild fantastical love all night by her body in the blood covered linens! Are you ready for accomplice phone sex, that is bloody and evil? 

Murderous New Year Party

It was a Murder Phone Sex Fantasies kind of start to my 2021. I’m just such a fucking slut and whore. It’s inevitable that I get these fantasy raped kind of things happening to me all the time. We have snow where I live. It was fucking freeing out New Years Evening and the day as well. I was cornered at the club by a group of frat type guys. They were not letting up with their comments. Instead they started to grope at me. They got crude. All I did was giggle at one that commented on how hot I looked and how he’d fuck me hard. I walked away without thanking him. He was livid with me and called me a stuck up bitch. He and his crew of guys cornered me and asked why I was such a cunt.

I didn’t find any of them attractive nor my type but their sadistic phone sex plans were clear. They were college guys with no money. I am a material girl and a gold digging whore. These poor assed mommy and daddy supporting assholes aren’t worthy of my time. They were as inexperienced and useless as their bank accounts were overdrawn. I hated their attention. They started manhandling me and ripping my clothes off once they shoved me out the back. I was freeing and shoved down in the snow and got what was coming to me. They all took their turns on me and tried to be some kind of snuff sex superstars. I was bleeding in the snow with frost bit nipples and in so much pain when a couple of guys found me moments after the guys took off. They were back there smoking a joint when they noticed me and showed mercy. I know you won’t show mercy on my whoredness.

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New Year Knife Play Phone Sex

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This masochist is aching for some hardcore knife play phone sex. There are some fantasies that you can’t tell the women in real life. You can tell me about how you want to strap me down and introduce me to your blade collection. Most men want to show women their cocks, but not you; you want to show me the other hard long things you have for me. When you told me you wanted to push the handle of your favorite blade inside of my cunt and then press the Hitachi vibrator to it and see what happened, I only hoped you’d tell me the bloody hell you had in store for me. My skin looks enticing with your cum sprayed all over it, but can you imagine slitting me open and creating a crimson rain to fall all over my naked body? You could fuck me, pump into me, and force my heart to push my blood right out of my wounds. I want you to show me what a sadistic evil mother fucker you can be when you call me for knife play. I can more than take it; it gets me super wet.  Call me real soon.

More Murder Phone Sex Fantasies for 2021

murder phone sex fantasiesI made a resolution to bring you more murder phone sex fantasies this year. If 2020 taught me anything, it is that you guys need to kill and torture a blonde bimbo. It is better and cheaper than therapy. I love being the star of your snuff fantasies. I died thousands of ways last year and my goal is to die a few more thousand ways this year. Something is wrong with me, I know. I am a pretty girl. I am smarter than my Bimbo looks suggest too. I never have a problem getting a man or making friends. People like me. Maybe more men than women like me, but very few folks know the dark fantasies I harbor. It likely goes back to daddy. As much as I fought to reinvent myself, I only get off to rough and violent sex. I am attracted to sadistic men who harbor dark secrets. My daddy had dark secrets. I have been forthright about how him and his buddies abused me when I was young. I was not out of high school yet and I was a gangbang rape porn star. Most people assume I ran away because daddy was force fucking me several times a day. That was part of it, of course. But the main reason was because I discovered daddy’s dark secret. The house I grew up in belonged to my grandparents and had a bomb shelter behind the garage. Daddy told me it was not safe, and he would tear the skin off my ass if he ever caught me going down there. I got scared one day when I was home alone, and the tornado warning went off. I was mortified. Shackles built into the concrete, food in dog bowls, no light, creepy crawlies and an emaciated girl in a locked cage. The worse part was the big vat of lye. Daddy was kidnapping girls, doing sick shit to them and getting rid of the evidence right under my nose. I wanted to free the girl, but I feared my daddy’s wrath. I always regretted leaving her to die, but I ran away the next week. Now here I am 20 years later wanting to explore your killer phone sex fantasies. Therapists say girls want men like their fathers.