I fuck my victims right after I kill them. The image of their lifeless bodies and the warmth on the inside makes me so fucking horny. I am not talking about men. I am talking about these dumb ass useless whores in this world. After you kill a bitch the inside of her cunt is still warm. I have a bitch I just got rid of last night. After putting the whore out of her misery I took my fingers and fucked her and slide my tongue up and down her soft warm clit. I usually have a partner there with me. A male of course. I make him stick his hard dick in the bitch and fuck the shit out of her. I know her pussy is so warm. She lays there like a lifeless doll. I scoop up her blood and smear it on the inside and outside of her cunt. Making it wet so my male accomplice can nut all in her shit. Even after death the whore is still useful. A cream filled bitch that is. She was a whore in real life and still is after death. I know this is the type of shit you want to do with me. We find a bitch. Kill her slowly or quickly whatever floats your boat. Then you fuck the shit out of her dead ass while I watch and play with my pussy. Until we both cum with pleasure. Two sick fucks getting a nut!
Category: Mutilation phone sex
Mutilation phone sex
This is something that is etched into my mind, there forever as something that I think about all the time. It changed me that day, I have never been the same really, not since Mutilation phone sex. I had a master you see, and he loved to use me to make money. He would do phone calls that were set up and force me to do whatever the guys wanted to be done while they were on the phone. One day this guy called and he sounded super evil and sadistic. I was terrified of what it was going to be that made him cum, and it wasn’t long before I found out. The phone was on speaker and I heard him and my master talking, and that’s when I heard “mutilate her breast.” I started to scream already, saying no no no please no. This only got a ball gag shoved into my mouth and I bound even tighter with cuffs against the wall. I am screaming and hysterical as I see the devices he has to use on me. I wail and make sounds I have never made before. They sound animistic and inhuman. My nipple is gone, I am ruined, and am fading out. Blacking out from all the blood loss.
Some Men are Born for Snuff Sex
Sometimes you meet someone, and you know they were put in front of you for snuff sex. Teddy was given to me by some higher, darker power. He was the most annoying man on earth. He was flashy in a way that screamed he was overcompensating for a small cock. All he talked about was his fancy sports car and his money. I don’t exactly scream sugar baby type. I am not impressed with money. I had no idea why he was hitting on me, but he wouldn’t go away. I dropped a roofie in his Martini. I mean what man drinks a Martini in a Goth bar? He got woozy quickly, so I got him to my car. He was a tiny dude. I had no problem getting him in my car. I drove him to my cabin in the woods. When he woke up, he was naked and tied to a St. John’s board that I had on the floor. Next to me were all my knives I use for castration. I was going to kill this annoying fucker, but I was going to castrate and torture him first. I used a dull rusty blade to slice his balls off. I didn’t give him a clean or compassionate castration. I wanted him to scream. I wanted him to hurt. I accomplished both. When he got too loud for my nerves, I shoved his severed balls in his mouth, and I cut off his dick too. I then made some surgical slices to his arteries and watched as he bled out. It took a while, but the asshat finally died. I fed his dead body to the coyotes. I had no remorse either. No one is going to miss this rich fucker. His ego was way bigger than his dick. Well, now no woman has to endure him again. It was a random act of kindness on my part.
Dangerous Beauty
With the holidays approaching there is a lot of stress and family in the air. One of my favorite outlets for some pent-up tension is a good session of violent phone sex. It’s so much fun to push those limits with the right person. How far should we take it? I want you to verbally and physically humiliate me. Tell me all the terrible things you have in store for the filthy little cumslut that I am. I want to be bruised and bleeding by the time you’re finished. I want my hair pulled. Not tugged but really fucking pulled. Will we be playing with knives again today? I kind of want to feel you slide the barrel of a gun deep in my pussy. A loaded gun at that. Just the thought of it has my little cunt dripping wet. Once you slide it out of my pussy, I want you to make me suck off my own juices, with your finger on the trigger and your hand firmly grasping my throat. I’m open to other forms of torture as well. I’m sure you have plenty of creative ideas of what you’d like to do with me.
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Daddy
Guys call me often to explore their rape phone sex fantasies. My daddy had his way with me when I was just a little girl. I am accustomed to being force fucked. I hated my father. I ran away when I was a teen girl. I ran right into the arms of men just like him too. Men who just want to fuck me. Men who just want to use me. I have learned that I don’t deserve love and affection. I am a worthless fuck slave. I met a much older man last night who was eerily like my father. He was with his little ones trick or treating. He saw me and saw something he liked. He came back later in the night and took what he wanted. I don’t know why I let him inside. My daddy issues, I guess. He slapped me, then tore my clothes off. He forced my head down on his cock. I was gagging, barely able to breathe. He had stuffed his entire cock and balls down my throat. That was nothing compared to what he did to my ass. He fucked it so hard, my ass prolapsed. My asshole was on the outside, sore, swollen and bright red. He laughed at my prolapse. I begged him to leave. He slapped me again, made me call him daddy and fucked me harder. Once he was done, I was a hot mess. Coated in sweat and cum, turning black and blue with a prolapsed asshole. I guess I am destined to always be daddy’s little fuck slut.
Knife Play
I just love it when you bring out your extravagant knife collection. It makes my clit pulsate and drip. That barbaric look in your eyes becomes extremely fierce! Knowing I will submit fully, whilst trembling with fear. Your collection seems to be growing every week. How many knives do you have now?! I want to feel the sharp end of each and every one of them. The way you slice off my panties, with your cock throbbing is one of my favorite parts when it comes to knife play phone sex. I especially love it when you tie me up and force me to watch you sharpen and clean your beautiful knives. Then you finally come over and one of them up to my skin, without puncturing it. Grazing it across my body and you watch my face. Practically never breaking eye contact. You love to keep me in a constant state of fear when it’s knife play time. I love feeling your cock tease my sweet cunt and you scrape my tits a little with that sharp blade. I feel what it does to your body. Your body and mine for that matter. What do you have in store for me tonight?
Snuff Sex Date
Snuff sex is all I am good for. He made that abundantly clear the other night. We met on Tinder. He wanted a submissive whore to fuck. I was hoping for bondage, maybe some light BDSM fun. That shit was too vanilla for him. Not what he wanted at all. He wanted to hurt me. He tied me up with my own rope in my own bedroom and whipped me. He was a lifestyle S and Mer. He brought his whips and chains and other BDSM equipment. I was not getting the Fifty Shades of Gray treatment I was in the mood for. I was getting the Saw torture porn treatment. He cut and burned my flesh. I screamed bloody murder. That made him harder. I was scared. He pierced my nipples and my clit with a long needle. Torture sex got him off. Not what I signed up for, at least not that night. I was not sure if I was going to live or die. I was bleeding. I was battered. I was defeated. He left me tied up and in pain until a neighbor rescued me. Never again will I do Tinder.
Punish Me Please
Fuck me like you hate me, drag me by my fucking hair, and punish me. I need to be punished. I need to be beaten into submission because I’ve been a wicked fucking cunt. Master I want to submit to you I want to play your games I’ll do anything you say. I know that you are my everything to worship, and I will worship you and your beautiful enormous King cock. You own me; you are my owner. You control me; you take over my mind. I must submit to you I must do everything that you tell me. I want to bleed for you. I want you to see the blood from my skin pulsing out of me like a hot water douchebag. Punish me master I beg for your punishment shackle my feet I will make all of your rape fantasies come true. I need you master I’m begging for you what can I do to get your attention. I will take the pain I will be your pain slut and your cum dumpster whore. I am nothing, and you are everything I’m just a fucking slut. I’m a whore. I’m a nothing ass, Tramp. I’m a street scallywag, and I mean absolutely nothing without you. I don’t deserve you I don’t deserve a master like you; that’s why I need you to punish me because I’m not perfect. Fuck me master fuck me so hard that you make me bleed. I want you to choke me while you stuff your hard veiny cock deep inside of me. My pussy needs you.
Gangbang Rape Porn with Lesbians
Gangbang rape porn with women is more brutal than with men. I sometimes must do business with this lesbian dealer because no one else will trade sex for drugs with an old bitch with old holes. Jeanie will, but she makes me work for that bag of powder. I was desperate last night after being turned down by 4 dealers. I sent her a text. I got smiley emojis back, so I knew she was down to make a deal. I didn’t know she would sick her young cheerleader cunts on me. Five college coeds with mommy issues. Jeanie was filming the violent attack because she can profit off these sorts of underground videos. I was not high enough to take the pain. Fists in my ass and cunt. Strap-ons and big dildos down my throat and up my holes. Lots of ass slapping, face spitting and nipple pinching too. Oh, and let’s not forget about all the hair pulling too. One of the cheerleader cunts yanked out a big chunk of my red locks. My head was bleeding but she just laughed. They all laughed. Eventually, they got bored with me and stopped. I was a hot mess. Ass and cunt swollen and gaping. Scalp bleeding. My alabaster skin was turning blue and purple quickly from the abuse too. I am such a taboo phone sex slut that I take the abuse just to score some dope.
Cannibalism Phone Sex Leftovers For Lovers
Sometimes I date this super dirty Mortician that is bi-sexual and by dirty I am referring to the things he likes to do to some of the males we pick-up together. We pick up our share of females too so don’t get me wrong, but the things he likes to do with the guys after he’s been fucked by them… Let’s say they are lucky if they even get a chance, or it could be considered unlucky. But nevermind, we drug our victims up at the Goth club and bring them back to a abandoned old mansion and take our use of them. We play out filthy rape fantasies with them and sometimes engage in some cannibalism phone sex. I love castration and even severing the whole dick off. Sometimes we will grill it up and I feed it to him. He has so many kinky tricks he learned from being a mortician that I really love our times together. My main boyfriend doesn’t really mind since he knows the sadistic bitch in me gets fed with these hunt dates as we call them.