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Killer Phone Sex Case of Revenge

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     Killer phone sex case of revenge was going to kill me at last.That fucking bitch needed to die I rationalized. All that fucking slut had ever done was talk shit about my fucking clothes, boyfriend, and fucking tits. She was better off dead the fucking little whore. I saw the door open and a dark mask get out of  the vehicle I gasped, but there was not going to be any turning back. You took that fucking razor and put it to my throat and told me to get in. For  a moment I thought of running but I knew you were here for revenge. Pulling the mask over my face you whisked me into the van and I tried to see out of the corner of my eyes. I tried to see the light of day anything to scream for help but there is no help from the big house of hell! You were going to take me and fuck me to death I knew that. Why wouldn’t  you take Revenge on the bitch that had fucked and sucked your sister and left her for dead? In my mind I knew my end was coming but I  was going to take you with me no matter what!

     As the darkness of the night enclosed and the weight of the mask caused me to try to get air to my lungs I wondered what kind of fun torture things you had in store. None could be more deadly then what I had done to her.  Was it to be Chinese water torture, a noose around my neck? Whatever it was I hoped death was going to be fast! I just knew for a fact that maybe it just wasn’t going to be easy. Maybe it was just going to be  a hardcore you fuck me in the ass  kind of thing and  then throw me down a hill. My mind couldn’t grasp the hell you had in store nor would it ever!

Bloody Phone Sex Train Departure

Bloody Phone Sex

 

      Bloody phone sex train departure 160 all aboard to hell anyone was what I was thinking as I laid here with my life running out of me.We were  both on the train together going to our preferred destinations. I was trying really hard not to look back at him because I just had ate lunch I noticed the deepest  brown of eyes that I don’t think I was really quite seeing before. You were engrossed in a book and I thought by the sound of your voice  we had per chance ,met somewhere before. I was so happy to get a café with you and talk about our English assignment. I was trying my best not to notice that as we were talking a guy with the deep brown eyes was getting closer to me. I was hanging on your every word and then suddenly ,I felt the sting to my back and  my eyes got heavy , I leaned forward against your chest and slumped into a drugged sleep.

     I could move my legs I could get away I could be free of this madness that was killing me at this point. For the hundredth time it seemed I felt your cock push in my asshole. The tiny hooks in my flesh were tearing my skin off of its frame and the masking tape around my nose and mouth were securely fastened. I couldn’t move and all I could feel was the stiff blunt force of the knife on my skin and your plunging cock deep in my walls. My tears were stained onto my face and there was no more coming out of me. I thought you were the nicest guy that just wanted to talk about fantasies , you never said anything about living what we talked about over the phone. I was thinking I was lonely and wanted to meet someone nice you were thinking of a sadistic case of cat and mouse that was going to have my ass in this trap you had set! As you came around to look me in the eyes and grab my hair I thought it was my chance to run, but I was far too weak to do anything. I was going to die at the hands of someone I knew. Blinking back the tears ,I felt the pain of a slap hit my face and then the knives began the piercing in my skull it would not end this pain this torture would go on for another 160 days.

Killer Phone Sex Good night Nigger

Killer Phone Sex

 

     Killer phone sex good night nigger testimonial was coming to a close for me. My fucking tits were getting stomped all over. They were more fucked up then ever when this asshole pulled out the knife from his shoe and started stabbing me with it. I was going to do all I could to make sure this mother fucker felt my pain and I took his bitch ass out with me but before I could do that I was going to have to fight my way out of this. I had been struggling for a very long time with this mother fucker trying to understand why I couldn’t just pay the debt! I had the money but this wasn’t about the money that asshole had stolen this was about something much worse. This was about the game of the streets and getting things done! The bitter taste of cum hung on my lips from when he had stuffed that cock so deep down my throat, I just wanted to know what was going to be next? Was it going to be laying in trunk gasping my last breath or was it going to be me getting fucked in the ass with a hook. I felt his hand slap across my face again and I felt my teeth become loose, Pulling my head back again he stuffed his cock inside my mouth and this time he pulled out the knife and put it to my throat!

     He was going to cut me and I knew this was going to be the last of me. The end of fucking Layla and this shit was real. I had one good shot out of making it out of this alive and I knew I had missed it. It was about time to leave the world. I felt the sting of the knife and then my head hit the concrete pavement with a thud it was over for me. I felt him come from behind me while I lay there pulling my legs apart stripping me down to fuck me in my ass again! It was going to be the end and you know whose face I saw as I lay dying yours. I saw the knife in your hand the blood that pooled. I saw your smile as you said good night nigger and I felt the heel of your boot go across my face. Yes I thought it really was a good night!

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies take on Love

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

 

     Murder phone sex fantasies take on love scene was that fucking stupid shit you saw in one of those gory picture films. I had fucked up and I was going to have to pay for that.My eyes were filling with tears as he fucked my ass with the razor.I had been trying to get away from him for the past half hour but he would never let that happen. If a person wanted to cut you open they were going to do it! I know why I had to suffer I had on more than one occasion broken his heart and he wasn’t tolerating my abuse anymore! He was going to let me have it and I knew  that meant in the end that I had to die. It had tarted good enough I had asked him for a ride home and he was the agreeable type and from there he was trying to make sure that I was ok every minute of the day. The thing I disliked about him was that he was a push over and so I guess that’s why I pretended to like him for a bit just to get shit out of him. He was becoming more attached and now  he was going to fucking kill me.  I felt the razor in my cunt and I knew that the sight of the blood was going to knock me out! I wanted so much to hold tight for the life inside but his grip was too strong. Taking the meat clever out of the drawer and pressing it to my ear, he said”You bitch you could have played by the rules but you didn’t” Now you will pay for your transgressions !”  I know what he thought of me the filthy slut who had slept with his sister and best friend together, and he was going to make me pay for everything. I felt the meat cleaver tear into my back and I let out a scream but then it stopped! I felt my body go limp him pulling down his pants and fucking me over the head with something but I don’t know what it was!

    I was dead for sure and he was fucking me I guess no matter what he was doing I couldn’t help but think that I deserved all of it!

Snuff Sex to Plant a Garden

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       I am such a bad ass bitch. I love being able to satisfy my clients with anything that they desire. Nothing is too taboo for me. I love it all. My favorite thing is bloody gory snuff sex. I love the feeling of fresh warm blood against my pussy. I will take it coating my skin any time of day. A client of mine has a nice winey Asian that he wanted to have fun with. He loved to dismember, and I loved to help. When I arrived there was no hunting involved. She was already tied up in the basement. She was naked and covered with a fresh white sheet. My pussy throbbed and I bit my lip as he pulled back the sheet to present her to me. She was so petite and tits were super perky. He handed me a knife and nodded towards her. She started to squeal and cry. She did not speak English so I knew he more than likely purchased her from the market. I slid the knife under her delicate ribs. The smallest pop noise could barely be heard over her screaming as the knife penetrated her skin. My client was becoming super hot and began to scoop blood from her wound rubbing it over him. I started to dismember her arms cutting them from her body. I held one up and made it a fist so I could jack him with her removed hand. Blood squirted from her as I removed them coating us both in her ruby red warm girl. I sawed her legs from her. He broke out some of the inner bone and used that to fuck himself as well. When we were done I planted the limbs as additions to his rotting garden. He watered them with his seed. This was one garden that I would love to own.

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Torture Sex The Medieval Way

torture sex bloody funI have a special friend, John. He gets me. Understands my needs; my love for sexual torture. He invited me up to his cabin for the weekend for a romantic getaway. When I arrived, he had a surprise for me. A fuck nugget he picked up along the road. Just a stupid little cunt hitch hiker who would never be missed. She was tied up naked on the floor in front of the fireplace wrapped in a red bow. The perfect present. “Check out the basement, my love,” he cooed to me. What was in the basement was beyond my wettest dream.  An old fashioned torture chamber. I got wet looking at all the instruments at my disposal to sexually torture this twat.

I grabbed an old fashioned cattle prod to start the fun.  I was giddy like a school girl when I zapped her ass with it for the first time. She fell forward, pissed the floor and started crying. “This is soooooo fun,” I said with glee to John as I shoved it up her cunt this time. Watching her twitch and convulse really turned me on. I let John play with it too. Torturing a worthless whore is a relationship bonding experience. We shocked her so much, I could smell her burning flesh.  Nothing better than the smell of burnt cunt lips. Well maybe the smell of a once pink asshole!  I even used the prod on her tits. Pretty much seared her nipples clear off. I fed them to her for shits and giggles.

torture phone sex anal tortureWhile she laid in a pool of her own piss and vomit, I fucked John’s brains out. The sight of her curled up in fetal position, soaking in her own waste, crying, smelling like a pig roast, made me horny. But getting pumped full of cum, just made me want to hurt her more. Hurt her dead. I grabbed her by the hair, dragged her burnt carcass down the basement steps, and tossed her on the rack. John purchased all this medieval torture stuff to give me a sexual torture chamber. Now that is love. I tied her to the rack and started cranking it, slowly. Her screams made me orgasmic. Hearing and seeing the flesh pull, bones snap, blood spurt… was intoxicating. John bent me over the rack and fucked me from behind as her limbs snapped like twigs. Legs severed,  arms severed, head popped right off her body. We were getting doused in her blood as we fucked. Do you have any fucking clue how hot that is?

I went too fast with her. I get impulsive sometimes. I like to torture for days not hours, but I was just like a fat brat in a candy store, no impulse control. There’s still so much more for me to try out in my torture chamber. John assured me he would go snag me up another victim after dinner. Couples who slay together, stay together. If you are not as lucky to have an accomplice in your life as I am, let me be your sadistic bitch helper. Death and dismemberment is a dish best served for two.

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Oooh Butt-hole!!

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Big daddy brought home some girl this week. I was surprised, shocked and jealous. Big daddy is mine, Every once in a while we fuck but our relationship is full of drugs, money and torture. So I thought he brought home a sexy little blonde for us to torture when that wasn’t the reason. Big daddy wanted Macey to himself. He told me her pussy was so tight wrapped around his cock he could nut in minutes. Not just her pussy but her ass was amazing. This blonde cunt was stealing my dick, my muscle, my torture guide. 

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This bitch was going down. I am the queen mother fucking b in this house. Her tight cunt and ass is what he is falling for, Ill blow that bitches cunt out! Since she likes to get fucked up I figured Id give her some extra to fuck with her. She started moaning and fell asleep on the couch. I got her all tied up and started to play with her Blonde cunt! She did have a very tight pussy, even tasted so sweet! I stretched her cunt and ass hole open and now I’m able to shove what ever I want deep into her lose holes!!!

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The Perfect Accomplice

medical fettish angieVenus was the perfect accomplice for my plan. she loves butchery and this was going to be the ultimate in butchery with a touch of medical fetish and knife play. I have wanted to do this for the longest time, I just never had a solid plan before. Now that I do, I can’t stop the cunt from twitching and squirting. I am finally going to accept the fucking weasels invitation to dinner. After dinner on the way back to my place I am going to drug his stupid ass and Venus will be waiting for us to arrive. Once we get him in the house and the drug has taken effect we will restrain him on the steel table that I have set up. I thought about creating his transformation while he was awake and relishing in the sounds of his screams of pain and agony, however I think this way will be fun too. While he is asleep we are going to preform an at home, amateur, gender reassignment surgery. We are going to remove his dick and balls and leave him with a make shift cunt. We are going to give him tits. I don’t know what we will use to build these boobs but we will find something. When we are done we will release him and position him sitting up in front of a mirror naked and wait for him to wake up. We will be watching as he slowly regains consciousness and realizes that his body has been mutilated. Watching his horrified reaction will be the final pay off that makes us cum.torture phone sex venus

I do it for you…

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Some times I do bad things on purpose, so You will punish me, I guess I need more training…. I don’t know why I do it, defiance, punishment, pain, pleasure it all starts to merge together and not make sense to me, and I can be very good for a while, but I love to touch my tight pussy, I will beg to touch it, I know I deserve to be punished severely when I disobey You, and I am at peace with that. The pain makes me high. It puts me in a place that is more pleasurable than having sex. I disobey you for a reason. I am your dog, your slave, your bitch. I obey you most of the time.. but There is this wild animal in me that needs to deify you. I need to see you angry. Watching you bite your lip, squeeze your fits and hit me, make me so fucking wet. Seeing the anger in your eyes is intoxicating. At that moment I know I am your next torture product until you feel better. Spending hours with you, watching your evil smile as you cut into me. Makes me more than high. 

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The Notebook and Torture Sex

torture sex killer knife playTorture Sex makes me wet. Ever since I was a young girl watching slasher and horror films I knew that I would never be a Nicolas Sparks kind of chick. In fact, his movies, like “The Notebook,” make me homicidal. I lost a bet when that movie came out. I was just a teen school girl then, a goth girl with few friends, much like today. After the movie, I wanted to punch kittens and stuff, but I like animals way too much, so I took my aggression out on some pussy instead. There was this insipid girl sitting behind me in the theater. Perfect hair; perfect nails; perfect boyfriend; perfect bitch.

I followed her after the show, until I knew she was alone. Drugged her with some chloroform, dragged her back to my place, threw her in the basement and waited for her to wake up to play. I had her naked on a table, bright lights blinding her. I had my own private torture chamber. I still do, just now it has grown, become even a darker, more twisted place. I affixed mouse traps to her pussy lips and pulled them as far to the side as I could.  I had fun sticking hat pins in her clit; fucking her with metal rods; burning her cunt with cigarettes…. The best was jabbing her uterus with an ice pick. To say it made me hot to ruin her girl parts would be a gross understatement.  I was wet, but I wanted to get off harder. I put a chain around her neck and rigged it so there would be a chain hook attached to her worthless pussy too.Mutilation phone sex torture pornAs I hoisted her in the air, the chain pulled and tugged at her clit, eventually yanked it right off. Blood spurted from a hole that was once associated with pleasure. Her screams, her tears, her blood got me so wet that I had to touch myself. I came so hard knowing I had mutilated her junk. The more she pleaded and begged and asked why, the harder I rubbed myself.  I even squirted on her. When I let her down, her pussy was so mangled it looked like raw hamburger meat.  I wore a mask and with the lights, I knew she could never identify me. I resisted the urge to snuff her out. I left her alone on the table sobbing in pain and fear for a few minutes. I returned with my sewing kit and a rat. Her pussy was gaping open so I shoved the rat deep inside her, then stitched her worthless cunt up so the rodent would gnaw and scratch its way out.

I tossed her naked, tortured body along the highway then went home to do my schoolwork. The next day I got off again reading about the random act of violence against a local socialite in the newspaper. This was my first foray into torture sex, but certainly not my last. Bonus, now every time someone mentions that awful movie “The Notebook”, I get wet remembering my first torture sex. Not enough to make me endure it again, however.

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