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Accomplice Phone Sex Prison Bait

The fucking cum slut whore Macey was hanging around my guys again. Fuck, this whore is always around when she thinks she can get dick. So, one of the guys has a warden friend that works graveyards at the Federal Penitentiary. We had come up with a perfect mission for this little whore, sending the cum dumpster into a cell of men that haven’t had pussy in years!

Macey and I went for a ride on my bike  while Kyle headed out moments before. We were headed to a “private party” is all Macey knew and she was blindfolded. So she couldn’t see where we were until we were inside. Leading my cum slut victim inside she was frisked and prodded before she was allowed past the first set of security doors.

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From that point forward Macey was left in the hands of our warden friend. She was fucked, violated by cock in every fucking hole and stuffed with cum. The warden then allowed me in and I had my favorite strap-on cock ready to fucking violate her further. I gave the sleaze a fucking so raw and deep she was fucking begging for me to stop! I stopped yanked her blonde hair pulling her head back as I forced my filthy strap-on in her mouth. Made the whore clean my dick off and hauled her out.

The cream of this little crop is that I then escorted her into the womens side of the Federal Pen where I had a girlfriend in charge over there. We removed the blindfold and led her into a cell of Biker Bitches, and yes friends of mine. She was torn up, fisted and beat the fuck out of before I was done fucking my girlfriend she was screaming like she was being murdered. Poor blonde cum whore will need some time in the infirmary.  

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Cold Pussy in the Morgue

You said we were going on a field trip today. I had no idea what your plan was as we pulled up to the local hospital. I knew to keep my mouth shut, and simply followed you in. You checked in at the front desk, and a few minutes later a man, some sort of doctor or something, came for us. We followed him down hallways to an elevator. He pushed the button to the bottom floor, and had a to use a key, so it must be restricted… While we rode the elevator down, he looked me up and down and said to you “She will do.”

I knew you had traded me again, but I didn’t know what for yet. As I looked at this man, I saw he had blood all down the front of his scrubs, and even some on his face. What the fuck was going on? Then the elevator doors opened and we stepped out. We went through some metal doors and it was suddenly freezing cold. I looked around and realized we were in the morgue! There were tables everyhwere and several dead naked bodies laying out in the open like they just belonged there.

You instruct me to take off my clothes, and I do. The man feels my breasts, and then hands you a wad of money and tells you that you can choose any of them that you want. Any of what, I wondered? The man grabbed me and dragged me over to an empty table, and as I laid back the cold steel was horrific. He chained me to some hanging levers and began inspecting my body as if he were looking for something. He made his way tomy pussy and all I could think of was the blood all over his clothes. I looked to see where you were, and you had made your choice – one of the dead naked women on another table.

I watched you approach her body, also covered in blood, and take your cock out. The doctor inspecting me had made his way to my pussy and began fucking me. We both watched as you spread open the dead woman’s legs and started fingeing her corpse. You took your cock out and put it in between her lifeless lips. The doctor began fucking me harder as he watched you molest her lifeless body. You pulled her to the edge of the table and stuck your cock inside. I could only imagine how cold and wet that muct feel around your cock.

As the doctor came inside of me, he said that he would see me again soon. I heard you laugh and you told him that next time he saw me I would look more like the pretty one you had chosen….

‘Twas A Cozy Old Morgue

 

necrophelia phone sex karmaAs you may recall, last week I had a Beautiful Medical Fetish. Finding the old abandoned hospital / psychiatric ward was just dumb luck. But the evening I had transforming the little blonde twit and performing plastic surgery on her in the old surgical ward was one of the best nights I have had in a long time. When she finally lost hr battle with life, I thought, what the hell, why not put her where she belongs, in the old morgue. Laying her on the rusted and falling apart steel slab. I knew I would come back so I made sure the graffiti covered door was shut well so animals wouldn’t get in and nibble on her decomposing body (all though the idea of animals eating her flesh did make me cum).necrophelia phone sex hospital Last night I decided to go see her. Armed with a surgical mask and a jar of vicks, I headed out towards the hospital in the chilly night air. As soon as I opened the door and saw her body, already bloated from being in there a week with no cooling other then the weather, my cunt started throbbing and pumping out cum. Knowing I had to be gentle so hr skin did not break and ooze body fluids every where, I gently touched her skin, sending my orgasm over the edge. I decided to leave her exposed and go back home for supplies. A blanket and pillow and some food. I am coming back to spend a couple of days enjoying the site of her body being devoured by the animals. I will sleep in one of the other corpse drawers if I need to spend a night or two. I want to watch until nothing is left but her bones.necrophelia phone sex morgue

There Is An Art To Strangulation Phone Sex

strangulation phone sex angieBeing a visual person when it comes to torturing and snuffing my victims, I have never been one to enjoy the art of strangulation…..until recently that is. I don’t receive the same pleasure that I do when I can see, touch and taste blood, however I have discovered a fine art to strangulation that I find very satisfying. I am finding that the ways to administer this particular brand of torture are infinite. There are ways to tie my victim up so that each time he/she struggles or moves they cause their own strangulation. Very satisfying to watch the fear build and to watch them try to not move despite the pain that I am administering. I also have figured out how to use my rack to slowly increase the pressure of a rope around the neck over a drawn out period while the torture continues and the airway is closed slowly and meticulously. I am finding the most delight however in wrapping a strap around the neck and looking into the eyes of my victim as I tighten it, cutting off the airway. The way the face turns red and the eyes begin to bulge out of the skull is particularly satisfying to me. the best part is I can release that pressure at just the right moment before they loose consciousness and let them gasp for life giving air, continuing to torture until I feel the need to administer the pressure again, draining the life from them and relishing in the discoloration of their face and the way it contorts, Over and over again, for hours I can enjoy this method of snuffing a bitch. Hell I can even keep her for days like this. Yes strangulation phone sex has become very satisfying and the more I experiment and play with it, the more I like it.strangulation phone sex

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Venus: Payback is a Bitch, So am I

 

rape phone sex fantasies killer gothI ran into a mean girl from school by chance the other day. I hated her. She made my life a living hell. Pay back was in order. I stalked her, hunted her, followed her for days.  Then I grabbed her last night as she was getting into her car. Smashed her face into the window and when her body slumped, I pushed her into the back seat and drove her car to my house. She awoke in my living room. I  had her tied to the chair, standing over her, slapping her face until she was fully awake. She was clueless about who I was. The bitch made it her job to humiliate me every day of my school girl years, and ten years later doesn’t know who the fuck I am? That pissed me off more.

I pulled her up out of the chair, and threw her up against the fireplace. I chained her to my fire place, making sure her ass was exposed. I then decided to assault her ass with a fire poker. I fucked her ass for hours. She was screaming for help. Blood was running out of her violated ass. I then started whipping her with a variety crops, paddles and whips. When we were in school she always said she was just hazing me to make me feel special. Now I was hazing her. I had her ass so raw it looked like bloody hamburger meat. At one point she passed out from the pain. I got a bucket of ice water and tossed it in her face. I wanted her alert for the pain I was inflicting.

rape phone sex fantasies evil bondageI asked her again if she remembered me. She still insisted we were strangers.  One time in school, she was behind me in class and she lit my hair on fire. The smell was horrible; the humiliation worse. I lit her hair on fire to jog her memory. She suddenly remembered me. She tried to apologize, begged me to put out the fire, said that was years ago and she was not the same girl. I didn’t give a fuck who she was now. I could not forgive the bitch. I let her burn. I let all of her burn in front of the fire place. I only wanted to hurt her. Inflict pain like she did to me many years ago, but my anger got the better of me. Like the flames were consuming her body, revenge was consuming my mind. No one would miss a cold hearted bitch.

I never burned a bitch alive before. The smell is intoxicating. She deserved to die. Once she was a pile of charred flesh, I swept her into the fire place. I would continue to burn her until even her bones were ashes. Revenge is sweet. You have someone you hate? I bet could help you dispose of the body in a fun yet tortuous manner. Let’s have some fun putting bitches and tools in their rightful place-a graveyard.

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Cannibalism Phone Sex with Cassandra: The Ultimate Sacrifice

cannibalism phone sex hunt preyWhen my car broke down, I started to walk for help. I didn’t get far when an arrow hit my back.  It was a flesh wound, but disabled me. He had been watching me, stalking  me. He scooped me up like a dead animal, threw me over his shoulder and carted me off to his cabin in the woods. Tossed me in the basement. Trembling, I asked him what his intentions were. He told me  I was a “delectable piece of meat.” I thought he was going to force himself on me, but his intentions were way darker.

He told me I smelled like a dirty tramp and needed to be bathed; to be cleansed of all the chemicals ruining my natural aroma, my natural taste. He submerged me in warm water and scrubbed my skin. He hogtied me so he could inspect every ounce of my flesh. He was fixated on my fleshy thighs and ass. Just kept telling me I was going to taste delectable. Said I had tender flesh, the kind that could nourish a sturdy man like himself for weeks, but not all of me was meaty. My belly was flat and toned, lacking his preferred substance. He force fed me peanut butter milkshakes for days in a cage he kept me in, plumping me up. He even charted my growth, measuring my body parts daily.

Once he decided I was plump enough for him, he brought out a spit pole and a big bowl of some sort of butter sauce. He poured it over me, then he lubed the pole with it and patted my head. Said, “thank you for dinner.” I felt cold metal pierce through my anus, tearing my insides apart. It came out my mouth. I was bleeding, in pain, barely alive.  He carried me out side. I could see the fire pit. I knew what came next. As I was roasting over the open flames, feeling my flesh singe and burn, I heard him say, “Thank you Cassandra.” I paid the ultimate sacrifice. I hope I tasted yummy to him. I hope he savored every last morsel of my flesh. I hope I provided the needed nourishment.

I am here for your pleasure. Your darkest desires. Use me, beat me, fuck me, kill me, cook me, eat me….  Thanksgiving is approaching. I would look great adorning your table.

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She Was My First “Snatch And Grab”

mutilation phone sex karmaI will never forget the first sweet thing that I snatched up for sacrifice. In broad daylight, in a crowd, just as a thief pulls a snatch and grab taking a pocket book, I was able to snatch and grab her from right under her boyfriend’s nose. The anticipation of getting caught was mind blowing, but the events that followed were beyond my wildest dreams. I remember it as if it were yesterday:

The night is pitch black except for the glow of the new moon high in the sky. Not one star flickers in the sky and the thrill and anticipation is heavy in the air, looming like the thick fog that surrounds my naked body. I am glistening with a mixture of sweat and dew as the pulse beats hard and steady in my neck.
She is laying there on the alter, eyes staring blindly upwards. I have shaved her head, her arm pits and her sweet little pussy. I was surprised to find that her clit is pierced and has a silver ball through it. I decide to leave it in, I think my lord of evil will be pleased with the ornament.
The moon must rise just a little further so that it is directly center in the dark sky before I begin my decapitation and sacrifice. I speak to her softly and offer her a sip of red wine as I wipe her brow. She has long since stopped fighting and has accepted her fate as inevitable. I thank her once again for her gift and kiss her gently on the lips before raising my machete high into the air. I can’t help but notice as the moon light glistens off the blade before I bring it down to sever the first limb. She lets out a ear piercing scream before loosing consciousness and I cum hard as the blood pours from her body…….

Sweet memories of the first thing that I snatched away for my pleasure!

Good Boys Love Gothic Phone Sex

Even since I was super young everyone has always said I look gothic… I just don’t get it. Yeah, I have spindly legs and I’m not a stupid Barbie Doll with big fake titties, but that doesn’t mean I am some evil little troll. I ran into a guy I knew from school and he asked what I had been up to. I told him I do phone sex now and he laughed and said, “As what? The gothic phone sex queen?”. I laughed, little did he know what a subby little pain whore I am.

I gave him my number and told him to call me to find out for himself. I saw his cock get hard, he was such a goodie goodie jock in school, always going after the cheerleader types. But I could tell he wanted a piece of me and I planned to really give him a show. He gave me his number too, and over the next couple days I sent him these photos. I knew it would get his cock hard.

Sure enough, my phone rang, and it was him. I told him no freebies for anyone and he paid up. It made my horny little cunt wet knowing that he was finally going to pay to get anything he wanted from me – he coulda had it for free in school.  He stroked his cock while I told him about all my dark rape fantasies and how I love to have my little body mutilated. I called him Master, and he was breathing so heavy that I thought he was going to cum too soon.

I spread my legs and inserted a spiked dildo into my pussy, and as I screamed, he moaned, and he said this was the most amazing his cock had ever felt. I ripped the spiked dildo in and out of my pussy as he listened to every rip and tear. He was such a good boy, but he was getting off on my pain. It just goes to show, us goth looking girls can out fuck any sweet cheerleader out there. Give me a call and I will take you places you never knew existed.

Gothic phone sex ~ Give Into Your Obsession

Gothic phone sexHow many times have you wondered what it would be like to be with her?  You see her every day.  You even tried to talk to her once, she just looked at you and laughed.  You want to bury your face in her raven black hair, to see what all that eye make-up would look like running down her pale flawless face as you jam your cock into her mouth.  It has clearly moved on from a fantasy to an absolute obsession.  You even stole one of her lip rings from her gym locker.  You roll it over the tip of your cock every night.

You wonder what she will sound like when you grab her.  You have it all worked out, you even have a place.  You found an old run down church out in the middle of nowhere.  There are Celtic crosses in the graveyard by it’s side.  The walls are thick so you know no sound could ever escape.  The gargoyles on the upper eves are just the right touch.  You know that once she sees it she will love it, and love you for bringing her there. 

Now as you watch her listening to her ipod as she walks home from school you know the time is right.  Her creepers, ripped stockings, black gloves, and her black Lolita dress are perfect.  She is perfect.  You pull along side her and grab your new Gothic doll girlfriend.  She doesn’t know it yet but she doesn’t have a choice.  She will either be yours or not be at all.

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I’m a bad, bad girl

gothic phone sexTime for some fun with your favorite bad girl…and I’m ready to get nasty as fuck tonight. I’ve already got everything set up for you. I left her tied all up in that abandoned building you told me about last week and now I’m ready to get started on this pathetic little whore. I found her wandering around the trashy part of town, all dressed up in her tiny little mini skirt and heels. She was lost and drunk, poor thing… looked like her friends ditched her. It was not hard to lure her into my car and knock her slutty ass out with one hit to her drunken head. Are you ready to see her… she is a little dirty now… she freaked out once she awoke tied to that dirty mattress – too funny, you should have been there! Little does she know what is in store for her sweet slutty cunt. She might think this is going to be the average rough fuck and go, but she has no clue she won’t be escaping after we are done fucking her. I love when she screams and tries to get away… it makes me so wet, and gives me a reason to punish her. We will keep her around for a little while, our little sex slave. Soon she will be our obedient little whore, begging to be fucked till the day we snuff out her little pathetic life. Enough talking, let’s have some fun with this bitch…what to do first? It’s up to you of course… I am here to fulfill all your fantasies to the fullest extent. And we both know this stupid bitch I brought here for us isn’t going anywhere anytime soon… until we are done with her – then its bye bye whore and on to the next. Our fun will never end, and I’m always ready for more.

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