Category: Rape phone sex fantasies

Snuff Movies

snuff moviesHe asked me if I wanted to make snuff movies with him. He asked, but I knew I could not say no. He is not the kind of man you refuse if you want to live. He is a violent man. He has a cool demeanor about him. On the surface, he appears normal, but don’t do as expected or as told, your body will never be found. Even if you do what is expected and do as you are told, there is no guarantee you will survive. He is a dangerous man with particular fetishes. I didn’t want to be with him. His reputation is frightening. No girl ends up with him because they want to be with him. He is not a choice. Girls are sold or traded to him because even men are afraid of him. He has the power and money to make anyone disappear. I was with him because he likes tall busty blondes. I was with him because my boyfriend gambled me away in a blackjack game that he never had a chance of winning in the first place. Now, I am in a basement having snuff sex with a man who makes my skin crawl. My fuck holes are being ravaged until they are destroyed.  Any day now, he will grow tired of hurting me; he will become bored with my used up body. I will end up disappearing like all the other blonde buxom women before me. Not sure how I will die, but I am sure it will be violent. His dungeon is filled with the sort of devices that would give Stephen King nightmares. Whenever I die, it will be brutal and bloody. No one will ever find my body, because nobody will be left to be identified. My guess is he will eat my remains and shit me out for breakfast.

Drinking My Victims Blood

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 I enjoy bringing my accomplices snuff phone sex that makes the hard as a rock. I have been afforded the luxury of seeing the light fade out of my victims’ eyes. I love hearing the last beat of blood pumping from these little sluts you bring me. The best glass of blood wine comes from the atrial drops of blood last precious pumps before the soul leaves our victims body. I am an evil bitch and I also enjoy a glass of blood straight from some castrated balls.  I love to have that cock hard and balls filled as you enjoy a little tight pussy right before I stab her in the heart and her body goes limp. Stay in that tight dead twat as I slice your nuts off and feed them down her throat as you watch. I will cauterize your scrotum. You are now my nutless accomplice for the duration of our murder phone sex fantasies. My pleasures have switched to the young ones with creamy smooth skin and a fire in my heart makes me want to see them forced to do my evil and bodies gapped and ruined before I drink the sweet blood of my victims.

 

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What Are Your Killer Phone Sex Fantasies?

killer phone sexKiller phone sex fantasies are my specialty. I like helping men snuff out the lives of bitches. We all know a bitch or a cock tease that doesn’t deserve to live, right?  Who do you want to kill? I can be a hit girl, but I prefer that you enjoy the kill with me. Trust me. You will regret it if you are not there to see her die; to see her tortured. The thrill of the kill is addicting. I killed my first person before I was out of high school. Been killing ever since because I love the thrill. I love the money too. Crime pays.  Last night, I met up with Chris. He had a snuff sex fantasy of killing a young girl. It is a common fantasy. Just not every man can afford to make it happen or knows where to find the right accomplice. He knew where to look and he had the money to buy what ever sick thing he wanted. I found him sexy when I discovered his victim was a very young girl who was also his niece. He has been fucking her little bald cunt for years. Just now, she is old enough to tell daddy who has been hurting her little girl parts. He wanted one last moment with her, then he wanted her gone. Knowing that she was going to die after this fuck, made him go savage on her tiny fuck holes. She was wailing and crying so loudly it made my pussy wet. He tore her fuck holes up. It didn’t matter that he bloodied her holes. It didn’t matter that her insides were hanging outside because it was the last fuck of her life. I slit her throat and we used a bathtub of lye to destroy her little body. She will make good mulch. A missing young girl with no body is always blamed on the sex slave trade. Who do you want to make a snuff porn with today?

That bitch deserved what she got

snuff sexI went out for a nice evening and some fucking drunk bitch spilled her drink all over my new fur! As far as I was concerned my fur was worth more than her life so I decided to take matters into my own hands. I convinced her to leave the bar and come outside with me, once we were alone it was a simple matter to knock her the fuck out and take her back to my place. She ruined my lovely new fur so I was going to make myself a nice new leather coat out of her fucking skin! It was slow painstaking work to skin her all in one piece but with persistence it was getting done… of course the whore was screaming and bitching the whole time but who gives a fuck? Certainly I didn’t! A coat for a coat, that’s fair right? I mean, she died of course in the end but it was worth it to me, now I will have a lovely leather jacket to replace my fur.

He Didn’t Know He Was Fucking A Corpse

Necrophililia Phone SexI have a guy that will do anything for me and I mean anything. On occasion I have him go stalk out malls or bars for those stupid kinds of whores that guys like to fuck, you know the kind all bubbly and what not. They make me want to gag myself, so he went and got this petite blonde with big breasts and big blue eyes. I slapped her around a bit and she tried to scream, I warned her that wasn’t what she wants to do. I had plans in mind for this bitch and so I decided to let her have a nice farewell not before I let my guy have his little bits of pleasure with her all tied up with her arms above her head. While he was throat fucking her, I was fisting her cunt and she was crying. I decided to pinch her nose so she couldn’t breathe and he went in even deeper, she passed and I got so wet looking at her lifeless body. I put an ad out and got an unsuspecting guy to come over. I told him a free fuck and he was all for it and down my basement steps he went. He got so hard when he saw her dressed up in school clothes, I told him she was passed out from the rape drug and to have his way with her. He jumped back and asked why she was a little chilly feeling, I told him that is what it does. So he ripped her panties off and started fucking her. I was laughing and rubbing my cunt, he had no idea that bitch is dead. Before he was about to nut I told him “you know you are fucking a dead corpse”, he freaked but couldn’t help but nut.

Snuff My Life Out

Taboo phone sex phone sex,I want you to come to my house and do so many nasty things to me. I want you to destroy all 3 of my holes. Tear the shit out of them making them a gaping mess. Take a knife and gut me, but don’t kill me just yet. Make the knife hurt as you dig into my flesh releasing my blood. I also crave a good old fashion beating. With all the kicks, and fists you can spare for my worthless body. I have a gas stove and lots of metal objects you can use to brand me. Get as nasty as you want. I need to explode before you give me the ultimate pleasure by snuffing out my life.

Beat Dat Pussy

Sadistic phone sexIt was a horrible mistake, over-cooking my boyfriend’s steak. He likes it cooked medium rare. He came towards me like a raging gorilla and pummeled me to the floor. He punched me in the head four times, then gripped my hair and jumped to his feet. He dragged me upstairs by my hair, cursing me. I pleaded for him to stop, but his rage was over the edge of insanity. He forced me to undress then he tied me to the bed with my hands and legs spread apart. He pulled his belt from his pants and I struggled to free myself. He swung the belt high into the hair and sent it flying back down against my wet cunt. The pain was so bad that I saw stars. He hit me over and over again between my legs until he got tired. I cried myself to sleep.

Snuff sex wasn’t what he expected

snuff sexSnuff sex wasn’t what he expected at all, he thought that I was just a high class call girl coming to his hotel room for a good time. But I was really there to kill him and leave him there in a humiliating position. I was hired by his ex wife, he screwed her in the divorce but if he died before his will was changed, she would inherit everything. Well, you know I was down for all of that, I get to kill someone and get paid for it?? Sign me the fuck up! It was almost too easy to, when I showed up wearing a slinky black dress and stilettos all he could think about was how sexy I looked, he had no sense of the danger he was in at all! I did a little strip tease for him, once his dick was rock hard it was very easy to get him to allow me to tie him up, he was ready to give up control and with that, his fate was sealed. Once he was restrained I dropped the dumb bimbo act and got right to work torturing him, he was in so much pain but couldn’t scream thru the gag, all he could do was cry like a pathetic little bitch. Not that any of that made me feel the tiniest little bit of sympathy towards him, he shouldn’t have been such a dick, if he was nicer he wouldn’t be suffering! Finally I slit his throat and let him bleed out, then I dressed him like a little sissy boy, put his own severed cock in his mouth and posed him ass up so that I could shove an enormous dildo up his ass! He looked ridiculous, but that’s what you get when you spend your life screwing people over…

Torturing You Makes My Cunt Wet

Bloody Phone SexI love when men mistake me for a innocent bitch, I am anything but. I don’t not give a fuck about your feelings. I love turning men into my fag bitches,  I have this special cane that I use to peg men. I will duct tape your hands behind your back and bend your pig ass over. Spanking your pig ass you will open your own buttcheeks for me. You better not wince or make one pathetic sound that indicates pain. Reach down piggie and make me happy ha as if that is possible. No lube for you ugly fuck, I shove that cane right into your tight asshole and the satisfaction I get knowing your eyes are bugging out of your head. I fuck you hard and start tearing your rectum, I know it hurts but be a good piggie and don’t move just take this pegging as if you love it. I see some blood that means I need to dig deeper. When I get bored of that I cut the tape in half, blindfold you and and make you lick your feces and blood of my cane. If you move I will slap your thighs and balls. I have a couple glasses and throw them down in this velvet bag crushing them with my heels. Sprinkles like on a sundae that are about to be red and sappy, I sprinkle them on the ground and throw your bitch ass on top and make you move boy that sure is cutting up your hands. I see blood all over my floor and little slivers of glass in your hand and you were so good and didn’t even cry. Now lick that blood up, I don’t need my floor a mess!

Taboo Phone Sex Nightmares

 

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex fantasies consume me. I don’t know what is wrong with me, but I have so many wicked dreams. I dream about guys doing horrible things to me, even killing me. I had one last night that seemed so real. I passed out after partying. I woke up suddenly when a group of strangers yanked me from bed. It was like having a heart attack being woke up that way. They dragged me to the basement where they tied me up and force fucked me for hours. They did more than fuck me, however. One of them wrote cunt on my forehead with my red lipstick. They joked about hearing rumors of the trashy milf who likes to party and fuck college boys who lives here. These guys were younger than me, but they didn’t look like the college type. They looked more like the gangbang rape porn makers type. They burned me with cigarettes. They pissed in my eyes. The fisted my cunt and ass. They used my body as punching bag and a cum receptacle. They cut my hair. They fucked me until my holes bled. It was such an intense dream, that when I woke up I could still smell the piss and cum. I felt sore. I did a line to wake myself up because I felt like I was trapped in my nightmare. I went to the bathroom and saw my face and body. My forehead had whore written on it in red lipstick. My body had purple marks everywhere. When I went to pee, I pissed blood. I touched my asshole and it was on the outside. What the fuck happened to me. Clearly, what I dreamt was reality. Just couldn’t remember how I got to my bed. Guess poor memory is one of the pitfalls of being a party whore.