Category: Rape phone sex fantasies

Clitoris Removal

Taboo Phone SexYou are the boss of me, and my pathetic life is in your skilled and merciless hands. I love that you chose duct tape instead of leather straps. I want to be raped and mauled by a monster, and you know I crave the pain you’re about to inflict.  Will you take my last breath or will you make me suffer over and over until I lose all sense of reality?

You have had this I.V. running through the vein in my neck for days, or has it been weeks? I have no sense of time. I know its what keeps me alive, with antibiotics and whatever else you put in there that courses through my blood, because you own that too. My blood belongs to you and I long for you to take it at will. I love seeing it on your face and dripping from your chin after you bite me all over. I want to feel the scars you have left all over my body, but my fingertips have long been sliced away by your scalpel. I can still see the scars though, you have spared my eyes, because you want me to watch you ravage my body and see your blades cutting my soft skin.

Mirrors cover the walls in this tiny underground lab, so that I can see every angle of what you do. You tell me its time to remove my clitoris, you say it makes me a horrible skanky slut not worthy of your cum. Please take my clitoris, it also belongs to you. You show me the giant clippers you’re going to clip it off with. I can’t wait for the pleasure to course through my body. My adrenaline is pumping and I want you to dismember my pussy and let it bleed away all the bad things I have ever done.

You run the sharp metal clippers down my torso towards my clit, leaving an open wound, but we both know this is nothing compared to the agony you are about to inflict. You remove the duct tape from my mouth because you love to hear my screams when it hurts the most. I hope I can stay conscious through the removal, because I know you will start fucking me as soon as the blood starts squirting out. Let me bleed out, snuff me once and for all, I don’t deserve your attention.

Yes, I will count down to the snip, 5… 4… 3… 2…1…

blood for the chosen 1

That shit you’ve heard? It’s true. Sometimes I get a little low. And I never stay that for long . . . you see, I’m rarely ever sober. So when I’m without the effects of my beloved drink and drugs, I live in a perpetual state of wild rage. Anger boils in my heart when that little girl on the park swing looks over at me. I’m just conducting my business, goin’ about my fucking life, and I intercept a happy-go-fucky parade. Oh, just my pissing luck. I fucking hate society, the human race, and anyone with a tacky goddamn smile on their lying face, just begging me to rub it off with the heel of my combat boot. That’s how I was feeling when a little runt bumps into me and spills her snow cone all over my top. I couldn’t let it go, I just couldn’t. I had to slit her throat and watch the blood bubble up from her lungs like gurgling butterflies caught in the net of her esophagus. It was beautiful. I clung to her like a lifeline as I watched the inner strength fade away from her. She was draining her own memories, her own past, losing her future at my hands. My grasp…’round her neck. The blood on my hands was so red and vivid it made me do a double take. I couldn’t believe it. I needed more…so I took it. I lowered my head and began to drink. I licked it up like her fading life energy was my salvation. And when I dropped her motionless, wet body to the pavement below, I realized the ice of the snow cone was stained red, too. I didn’t know if it was the cherry flavoring or the blood I had spilled, but nevertheless, I’d smeared that white beyond repair…

Accomplice phone sex with the Mortician of Souls

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I got called in for an emergency; some old man had died and his wife demanded that he be embalmed and the funeral happen in 24-hours, which is not usual. I laughed and thought that the broad had probably gotten tired of his ass and killed him. Sure enough, when she showed up, she didn’t look like a widow: she had on a tight pink dress that showed her ample and fake cleavage. I overheard her talking about how her husband had left a note that all of this should take place A.S.A.P. because he didn’t want her to suffer through the loss longer than she had to. She had a dyke accompanying her, and I believe that was the real reason for the hurry.

I embalmed the stupid son-of-a-bitch; and, I caught a glimpse of why he died…poisoning. I wasn’t surprised, and I would have just let it go, but I thought of something better. I worked extra-hard and got him prepped in no time; then, I left but re-entered through the back. I had laced her sparkling water and waited for her to approve the body. She walked in and stood in horror; I had propped her deceased husband up, eyes open, and posed in a relaxed state. With the lighting, he looked like he was waiting on her. I jammed a cloth in her mouth before she started screaming; and, then, I laid her on my table. I told my boss that she had left and I returned to my victim, who was completely conscious now.

Happily I traced a pen around her breasts where I’m sure the incisions had been made for her breast augmentation. I carved out the flesh and then played with them in front of her, flicking the nipples. It was the best puppet show as the stupid bitch started to lose consciousness…but not before I slit her pretty little face and held a mirror up for her to see. Her last moments were looking at her own mutilated body and screaming; then, I took a picture of her holding a pair of scissors above her ripped torso. She had, after all, done this to herself! 

I put the breasts in the coffin, under the pillows of the old man; I thought he’d appreciate that gesture. Then, I buried the bitch in an animal graveyard. Poor thing left a note…that she had felt so sad about her husband’s death that she wouldn’t need any of the money and was disappearing to grieve; no one mentioned that the handwriting didn’t look like hers. Hahaha!

Part 2 Fantasy Fullfilled

Accomplice Phone sex with WIllow

Part 2

“I am going to fuck her mouth first.” You say to me.  She starts screaming but the gag over her mouth muffles the sound.  ‘Bite my dick bitch and I’ll make it even worse.” You tell her emphatically as you remove her gag.  She starts screaming you look at me and I back hand the bitch.  She bleeds and I laugh. You straddle her chest slap her face with you big mushroom headed cock.  You slam into her mouth at once. “Fuck yeah bitch take it, your nothing but a filthy whore and I am going to enjoy fucking each of your holes.” Then you begin to grunt with every thrust, grabbing the head board so you can really choke the little cunt.  Her mouth and tight throat feel good on your cock. You pull out enough so that she can give your cocks head the attention it so deserves. Then you climb down her body and feel her you pink pussy and find that she is wet.  A true slut like you wanted.  You don’t bother preparing her little snatch you just thrust your big veined covered cock into that tight little channel of hers.  She screams, begs you to stop. You tell me to sit on her face and make her be quite.  Fuck it is so hot to see you violate this little piece of ass. I straddle her face and make her work my pussy good. Now you have buried your cock in the little whore and as you fuck her wild. You slap my tits which makes me cum so hard.  You tell me good and kiss me violently knocking out teeth together while we dual each other with our tongue.  I smile and tell you not forget about her asshole. She tries to resist but you punch her in the gut. You tell me to untie her legs. Then you dangle her legs over your shoulders and tell me to spank the little whore until she is nice and red.  I get out the paddle and abuse her ass. You tell me enough. Then without any lube only her bloody pussy juice you slam that cocks straight up her rose bud ass hole.  She screams,”NOOOOO not there that hurts so much.”  I laugh at her and tell her, “Shut the fuck up you’re enjoying this!” Then you begin to fuck her as with such force it tears her and you can see the blood come from her ass. You pound her the little cum dumpster so hard the bad and her move back and forth.  “Yeah you slut bag whore take this cock take it up your asshole.” You pant heavily grunting and grinding into her asshole.   “I am going to cum.” You pull out of her ass and straddle her again she trashes around trying to get away from you. You force your cock in her throat and tell her, “Swallow all of my cum and clean this cock well.” You tell me to pinch her nose.  Now she can’t breathe and it excites you even more.  You fuck her mouth even harder then you yell, ”You stupid piece of shit whore swallow!!!” Then you cum in her mouth.  “Good girl”. You tell her and realize she wasn’t screaming or thrashing around in the bed.  She’s dead. You look at me and thank me for all I have done for you.   I tell you it was pleasure I hate stuck up snob bitches.  You leave and I take care of everything else.

Baby Cherries Bye-Bye

I love listening to babies scream! Have you ever broken a baby’s hymen? Well, it’s a lot of fun. I like to stick my fingers in their little diapers and feel around for those tiny cunny slits. When I find that wet baby hole, I make sure to peel apart those miniature pussy lips. So precious, tender, and fragile. So thrilling to fuck up! One of my drug dealers loves playing this game with me. He masturbates into a baby bottle and rubs his cock against the plastic container ’til his screwrod spills cum inside. Then I take the baby bottle filled with the guy’s spermy spud and bring it over to the house I’m babysitting at. When the younger brats are in bed, I spend a lot of time in the nursery. After all, such a small, defenseless baby can’t tell her mommy and daddy that I’m torturing her fuck holes. When the adults are away, the sitter will play! I doooo play. I shake that baby bottle full of adult man semen into that baby’s cunny hole and make sure to do it hard until she cries. I want to impregnate this little whining bitch some day. I know it’s hard to get young baby girls pregnant because they have to be ovulating, but it never hurts to try. Such a tiny little itty-bitty canal–I want to force my entire hand up there and split it apart someday.

STay awAy and don’t come Back

She said she wanted to be my friend. Everywhere I went, the stupid, worthless cunt followed like a poor little puppy dog lost in the world like a maze. When I ditched school for a few days to get high and fuck some dick, floundering in debauchery and soaking up the sin like the Absinthe running through my veins, she sent me some crybaby texts about missing me. How’d the stupid slut get my phone number? I show my true colors–quiet, sinister, seductively deadly–by acting like an lethal monster to everyone I come across. I don’t fucking want them to know me. I don’t want them to fucking like me. I don’t want them to fucking TEXT me. The peckerhead was getting involved where she was not wanted. Almost ruined one of my illicit deals by running her stupid goddamn trap where it did not belong. The wrong place at the wrong time? I don’t believe it. She’d been following me. I found the asswipe whore after school, pushed her against the wall and told her straight-up to FUCK OFF or she’d be in for it. Did she want her little pussy sliced apart and baked into a nutsack pie? I poked her with my sharp nails and scratched them slowly across her skin, prickling the senses and leading her attention astray. “I will fuck you up,” I whispered down to her. “Don’t mess with me.” But the next day, she still hadn’t learned her lesson. I saw her leaving the principal’s office with a guilty look on her face. FEAR. She was scared shitless when she saw me watching her. That’s when I knew what I had to do. I waited to get her alone, and jumped her. I wrapped a nylon cord around her throat and choked the bitch until her skin was completely indented with my malicious intent. I pulled it taut and watched her struggling cease. At first she batted at my hands and groaned, kicking, trying to escape. Screams filtered from the corner of her mouth. She managed to hit me in the side of the head. I smacked her against the wall and tightened the cord further. It wasn’t until I’d heard that distinctive SNAP! that I stopped tugging and tied the knot on the noose. Precious. I tied it up to the hook on the ceiling and walked away, brushing my hands on my sullied jeans as I left. She’s gonna look fucking great there, hanging like the shitscared baby ass motherfucker she is. In the meantime while I wait for them to discover her depressing suicide . . . I deserve a cocksucking serial number for all the sluts I’ve killed.

Intervention!

A few months ago, I get a call from a regular client, Donnie. He tells me that his cunt slut little step daughter, Hannah, is planning on going to the cops to fuck up my babysitting service. I let four neighbors fuck her tight cunt every Thursday night for two years, and still managed to keep her asshole on reserve for when Donnie got home. It’s a lot of work every week, keeping four dicks away from a perfectly good ass. You can see why I was angry. I show up at the house that night, and Hannah tries to bolt for the back door but my loyal clients are waiting outside. Ken and Jerry tear the cumbag’s skirt off and shove their fingers into her pussy. That bitch screamed bloody murder while five guys finger-fucked her nasty pussy and asshole. Finally Donnie rammed that bitch’s head into the concrete patio and started pounding her so hard, I swear Hannah’s A-cup tits were slapping her in the face. Each guy took turns filling her cunt and ass with sweet cum, and then it was my turn. I took a metal spatula from the grill and smacked her ass over and over and over again until blood ran down her thighs. Then I rammed the handle up her cunt and fucked her until she passed out. Donnie couldn’t hold his load anymore. He turned Hannah over and throat fucked her until cum dribbled out from the corners of her mouth. That stupid unconscious whore choked to death on her step daddy’s cum. We dumped her in a forest, and Ken stayed behind to make more holes in her body. Later, I went back to find her skull. She’s my little trophy now, and boy, does she look good on my dresser.

Be Careful What You Ask For

Taboo phone sex CassandraIt is no secret that I am a subby whore with rape phone sex fantasies. Ever since I was young, I have dreamed of men taking me, degrading me and doing whatever the fuck they wanted to me; even if it left me battered and bloody and within inches of my life. Well, last night, one of my taboo phone sex fantasies, became a reality. See, I have always wanted to be used by a group of bikers. I mean rough sex, where I am being choked, slapped, beaten, spit on, peed on, humiliated, gagged, burned and tortured with big cocks. I put on a slutty outfit that definitely screamed I was asking for it and headed to this dive bar around the corner known for attracting a rough, even violent, crowd. As soon as I walked in and saw drunken biker guys, my pussy came alive and my clit started aching for some hard core action. I walked right up to some guys at the bar and said, “Get me drunk and do whatever you want to me.”

Well, the drinks started coming faster than I could drink them, and guys started lining up. One biker was, “enough of this shit, this bitch needs to put her money where her mouth is,” and he slammed me against the bar so hard it left a big purple bruise across my tits. I felt my panties being ripped off me, my head being shoved down on the bar and a hand choking my throat. The next thing I felt was a fist, an entire hand, being shoved up my ass, then another fist up my tight twat. The bartender hopped up on the bar sorta like an accomplice and began telling guys what to do to me; how to hurt “this bitch.” I felt my ass being ripped apart first by fists, then by cocks, and finally by beer and whiskey bottles. It hurt soooooo good. Pain equals a soaking wet cunt for me. One guy took bottles of Jack off the shelf, shoved them in my mouth to suck then fucked my ass and cunt with them. And not the thin neck of the bottle, but the thick square end of it. The neck stuck out my pussy and ass so they could do shots of whiskey from my tortured holes and twist the bottles deeper into me. One guy said I was the new shot machine; all you had to do was smack my ass hard enough and that the whiskey would poor itself. These dudes were some sick mother fuckers and I was in for way more than I bargained for.

As one guy was making me gag with his huge cock and slapping my face, the wicked bartender said “pee in the bitch’s mouth.” But they all heard the command and lined up to pee in me and on me. It was so degrading and disgusting. I tried to close my mouth and one of them cut me with his pocket knife across my right cheek and said if I was gonna fight, he would cut my face up so bad my momma wouldn’t recognize me, because no one gives a fuck about a dirty little fuck slut like me. Would you hurt me if I resisted whatever you wanted to do to me? I hope so, because I need to learn to be a good nasty bitch. So, there I lay, on the bar, with bottles of whiskey in my ass and cunt, bleeding and smelling like a human toilet. I was used for hours. I was drenched in cum and pee; cut and bleeding; burned with cigarettes; slapped around; tortured with bottles and all sorts of objects from the bar. I was even whipped with wallet chains. I don’t know how I got the fuck home, but I guess some one was nice enough to dump my tortured ass on my living room floor. But by the looks of the carpet burns on my tits, face and knees, I was fucked passed out there. Maybe it was you, my curious neighbor, who saw me being dumped like garbage and took advantage of the opportunity to have your way with a bitch that can’t resist? I love being used and degraded, but sometimes, I get scared, not knowing how far you will go to get your rocks off. The hardcore taboo phone sex fantasies are what get my fuck hole juices flowing, but sometimes you horny fucks go beyond my wildest imagination and not only hurt me badly, but leave me with regret. One of these days, I am gonna get myself into a dark fantasy that gets way too real.

Suffocation and Leftovers

 Suffocation

On one of the message forums that I belong to, I read an interesting request. There was a woman who was looking for extreme suffocation play; and she rambled on about how one of her boyfriends had strangled her until she lost consciousness, but she had had the most amazing orgasm before she did. I laughed and thought she might be fun to play with; the dumb ones usually are. And, there her perky little smile was, staring back at me.

The cute little idiot coed visited my house for dinner. I always like to play with my food first. And, I invited my mentor along for the ride; I knew he liked big round butts, and she certainly had that. We dined and talked; her idle chatter was fueling my despicability for her. I dosed her wine with a little something, and my mentor reprimanded me, complaining that she would taste funny, but I told him it was just an herb…nothing too hard.

We restrained her; and when she woke up naked, the fear in her eyes was apparent. “Now, we’re going to give you what you came for, little girl,” I grinned. She tried to relax, but the imbecile didn’t even know what was coming. I pressed my fingers around her bird-like neck and watched the terror spread across her face. I let up and asked if she was liking it thus far; she “requested” that I be a little more gentle. “Like this?” I asked and held her throat closed for longer; my mentor’s evil brain began clicking and he placed a vibrator between her legs. I pushed the clear plastic around her face, smashed it.  We laughed at each other’s cleverness. I let her cough and struggle; but it was getting late and my mentor was eagerly awaiting his feast.

As a last touch, I took a pliable double-dildo out and wrapped around her bruised neck. I thought it was poignant that she be suffocated to death with what she wanted. And, my mentor enjoyed eating her plump, young flesh.

catch this, you’re infected

Words race through me like fucking crazy. Dickfucking, assfucking, wild insane thoughts. Most people would be horrified with just one peek into my crazy mind. Evil is my possession and I am its tool…

Shut your mouth

I’ll cut your tongue,

sew your lips shut,

put plastic wrap over your nose

INFLATE

your lungs…

getting big as you struggle, try to get air

You’re suffocating!

His dick is hard, his dick is hard! Gonna put it inside

don’t cry…

cut a hole

right over your mouth

SUCK HIS COCK, SUCK IT!!

Still can’t breathe

Now you’re choking on his semen

it’s spewing out and drowning you

in white yummy cum

eat it. lick it. taste the spud.

Want some more/I’ll give you mine.

Slain SIN makes funny things

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I want to stick my finger in your pussy

tear it apart

Now I’ve got a crazy picture in my head, of you in bed. You’re not moving and I’ve blown a hole in your head. I did it with a firecracker, put it in your mouth, lit the fuse.

WOAH.

The fire started in your pussy! Now it’s gonna explooddeee.