Category: Sadistic phone sex

Who’s Watching The Babysitter?

Babysitter phone sex

My favorite babysitter phone sex story is from the first time I stalked, raped and murdered a promising young duty bound teen.  I’ll never forget it, it’s as clear in my mind now as it was the night it happened.  It was all over the news, I’m sure you heard about it.  Turned several lives upside down and completely shook a sleepy little lower middle class town to its core.  It was great!

I was traveling, took my tortured soul on a little road trip for some insipid inspiration.  I do that from time to time.  It’s good to get out and get a different perspective on life, plus it takes a little of the heat off of me back home.  I stopped at a gas station in a podunk town that couldn’t amount to more than a smeared splotch of fly shit on a map.  As I filled my tank, I noticed a bob haired teen walk out of the station and down the road toward the setting sun.  The urge struck, so I discreetly followed her to a quaint little house on a hill.

I sat in hiding for just a few moments before I saw a man and woman exit the home in what seemed to be their fanciest clothes, get into their car and zip off down the road.  At that moment I knew that I had just followed a babysitter and that this fateful night was going to be her last on this miserable, muck covered earth.

I was a patient predator, as I always am.  My hiding spot in the treeline was absolutely perfect and, when the time was right, I pounced.  It was just before midnight when I made my way around the house in the shadows and started testing windows.  The second one I tried was unlocked and I slipped my tiny self inside of it in a heartbeat.  Making entry is always so easy, you’d think a good babysitter would be more vigilant.  Stupid whores.

As luck would have it, I landed myself right in the little rugrat’s room and didn’t even wake the little fucker as I crept out and into the dark domicile.  The only light on in the place was in the living room, an ironically named area, considering what was about to happen.  I silently stalked through the hallway until I caught sight of my intended target, doing homework on the couch as she watched the Late Show.  

I could’ve just slipped up behind her and started strangling, but I like a fuck pig to be afraid of me before I take them out.  The smell and taste of fear in the air is absolutely exquisite.  If you haven’t had the pleasure, Man, you’re really missing out.  I waited for the girl to look up at the T.V. then I stepped out of the darkness right in her line of sight.  She jumped so high up off of the sofa you’d have thought that she had springs in her ass.

After the initial shock, there’s always a moment of confusion.  No one ever thinks that the 5’6” tiny framed blonde that’s standing in front of them is going to cause them any harm.  At first, anyway.  Once they process the look on my face as a malicious one, they seem to understand.  This simple servant slut didn’t get it until I had gotten halfway across the room leaving mere feet between us.  Poor little piggy, she even made it to the telephone and fingered out 911 on the buttons.  That was all I gave her.

As the operator answered on the other end, I wrapped the phone cord around her thin little neck a couple of times and pulled back with all of my might.  We fell to the floor as the operator answered and I rolled her so I ended up on her back, choking her out the whole time.  All the operator heard were grunts and gurgles as I wrapped the ball of cord in my right hand and jerked down her pants and panties with my left.  As her entire head started turning purple, I unzipped my fly, whipped out my fat black strapped on dildo and forced it into her tiny teen cunt.  She hacked out a few wails and moans as I went back and forth from pussy to ass and back again.  I could hear the operator on the other end asking questions, struggling to understand what was happening.  

I kept going, making sure the sitter had just enough air to live through the brutal pounding I gave her hot holes.  She started groaning and writhing and, just as her tight rims spasmed and clenched down on my dildo in an enormous orgasm, I tightened my hold until there was no breath or life left in her.  Perfect.  I stood up, ripped the phone out of the wall then took a couple of pics to memorialize the moment.  Then, I stuffed my fake black cock back into my trousers and darted out the same window I entered, leaving the little one safe and sound in their bed.  The police have no leads, I’m pretty sure they think they’re looking for a guy. Sexual assault with no seminal fluids, though.  That should tell them they’re not on the right path.

 

 

Gangbang Rape Porn in a Bar

gangbang rape pornJust another day in the life of a gangbang rape porn druggy whore. I was sharing fantasies with this dealer I know. I do not go to him often, but when I do, I must tell him a dark fantasy that I have. Usually, I must tell him while he is skull fucking me. Last week, I made up a story about a gang bang in a club. Honestly, I was just rehashing the Jodie Foster in Accused gang fuck on a pinball machine scene in The Accused movie, LOL. I just said pool table instead. I wanted coke. I did not want to have a true confession talk. I got my coke and forgot all about him until last night when I was at my local dive bar. I go there all the time. Most of the working-class Joes have coke or weed and they share. I know a lot of them, but last night, it was a bunch of new faces. My high ass thought maybe I was at the wrong bar. I had a few drinks and was about to leave when a guy wanted to buy me a shot. I did that shot with him and the next thing I knew, I was being dragged by my hair to the back room kicking and screaming. I wanted nothing to do with these new men. They started exploring their rape phone sex fantasies with me on the pool table almost verbatim the way I described it to the drug dealer who wanted a dark fantasy before he would give me coke. I knew in my fucked-up head that he was behind this. They even sodomized me with beer bottles like I described. I was screaming for help. No regulars in the bar. It was all strangers who had no problem fucking all my holes with their cocks, fists and beer bottles. I am a taboo queen. I do a lot of coke and fucked up shit for coke, but this was some fucked up shit this guy did to me. He took a dark fantasy I confessed to him that was not even my fantasy and made it a reality. One I will never forget. I was their ass rape porn star for 45 minutes of hell. I need to be careful which true confessions I share with dealers.

Satanic Goth Phone Sex

Bloody phone sex

I chopped their cocks off one by one. My revenge was a sacrifice ritual I made for my saints. Remember the humiliated torture a biker gang put me through as they gangbanged my holes with no remorse? Well I’m back ten times fold and I’m giving them what they deserve. As I made my entrance into their clubhouse. I walked in disguised as a biker whore. Off the rip the head boss wanted a piece so I led him in. Hahah I really left him on the floor passed out with pliers squeezed to his nuts. Ouch! Then I waited behind a door knowing that his little pig pawns were going to walk in to check on him. Not too long after I led them all in and threw a smoke grenade which made them all pass out. All of them got their balls busted or dicks cut off using tools, electricity and my knives. There was one specific biker I was targeting. With him I legit tied a rope to his big black cock and I cuffed him to the wall. Want to know what I did with him? I tied the other rope to his Harley and burnt out rubber all over the pavement causing hot tire chunks to land on the whole gang. That gave those suckers a third degree burn!!! When I sped off his dick flew off his pelvis behind me… I was speeding down the road with a limp black dick dangling tied to a rope. Fuck these bitch ass biker lame cock dirty bastards. I seduced them into their own disability. My perfect revenge sounds like a movie scene but it’s not. I’m for real. I will pickle that beat up bloody cock using all the blood and busted balls as a gift for my saints. That will protect me from getting gangbanged ever again. I am invincible bitches.

Filthy Fuck Hole Snuffed

Your filthiest sadistic fantasy can be carried out using a filthy fuck hole like me for snuff phone sex. In fact I beg that you use me. Take those aggressions out and if your a cheating bastard of a male then I am the perfect one to destroy when that bitch cunt woman of yours finds out and kicks you to the curb.

Yeah you just need a fuckslut to destroy now don’t you. Get in your crack smoking stupor and grab me up at the club when I am leaving. You follow me because I was a total cunt to you. Yeah it was me that tossed my drink in your face when you drugged stupid brain told you it was a good idea to grab my tits.

Well that pissed you off more didn’t it? You smoked some more rock and saw me walking past the alley as you were getting that high on. You were in that daze now weren’t you. And pissed at all women because you fucked a dumb babysitter and your wife found out. That dumb whore bragged to her about it, and claimed Rape phone sex fantasies as the reasoning.

That left you out. You are staying in a roach trap of a rental room and destitute. What woman in her right mind would fuck you? None. So here I am walking by. The one that humiliated you, a dumb cunt stranger. You have your chance…

Snuff Phone Sex

Drop Dead Necrophilia Phone Sex

necrophilia phone sex

If you’re a fan of necrophilia phone sex, then I might just be the right whore for you. Do you think about what it would be like to snuff the life out of a woman and then have your way with her body? I wonder if you would like fucking her more when her body is still warm, or if you’d prefer to wait until she’s cold? Knowing a pervert like you, you’d probably want to do both. Maybe that cold, dead cunt will feel really good on your cock. And you’ll be able to say you’ve done something that not many men have done.

I would absolutely love to help you pick out your victim. We can decide what she’ll look like, who she will be, and even where you’ll pick her up from. Maybe she’ll be a date. Maybe you’ll kidnap her from the mall. Whatever fantasy scenario we come up with, it’s sure to be the best fucking phone fuck you’ve had or will ever have. Are you ready to take a walk on the extreme dark side with me? Sluts like me may look so sweet, but we’re as wicked as they come.

Torture phone sex slut Stephanie

torture phone sex

There are not many things that get my evil cunt as wet as my torture phone sex calls do. I keep rubbing my pussy and dreaming about these twisted fantasies long after our call is over. I’m in the mood for something extra dark and vile tonight. I would love to be caught off guard and force fucked at knife point. You could sneak up on me while I’m in the shower. You know that I’ll do anything you tell me to once I feel the blade of your knife pressing into my throat. Make me bend over and beg you to use my worthless fuck holes. I may scream and cry but that won’t stop you from ripping and slicing me open. Force me to suck your cock like my life depends on it, only to ram that sharp knife blade straight through my eye as you blow a load down my throat. I’ve had enough accomplice play for the night, I’m ready to be your victim!

 

God Likes It, How About You?

Blasphemy phone sex

 

I hope you know that blasphemy phone sex is much more than just taking the lord’s name in vain or slapping around a nasty tempered nun.  At least, it is with me.  When you have a dark beast inside you driving your every desire, sacreligious sex becomes something evil and twisted.  Even the most fucked up and foul bible bashing pussy pounders tend to tap out of our cum drenched Christ crushing conversations earlier than they had expected.

Maybe the thought of me sitting on a group of debilitated nun faces and grinding my brown-pink asshole into their mouths while I mutilate their titties with a sharpened rosary gets guys off early, but the fear in their voice tells me that they’re too scared to finish.  Of me, of God or whatever.  Something about jamming a holy chalice rim first into a tight assed Reverend Mother’s hairy yet unsullied shit hole until she cums so hard that she gushes pussy juice and blood filled ass slime makes some wannabe butt abusing blasphemers hang up before I’m even close to being done with my sordid story.  Look, they paid the toll and knew what they were getting into.  It’s not my fault they’re a bunch of Nancies.

Some guys think that they can handle the thought of me ordering a dirty P loving priest to defile and abuse his innocent little altar attendants in every way imaginable while I please my pussy with an extra large crucifix until it’s a mangled bloody pulp, but when I get to bellowing out my favorite movie quote of all time, all I hear is a click and silence on the other end.  “Let Jesus fuck you!  Let Jesus fuck you!” is a phrase that’s turned me on since I was a little girl.  I guess they don’t like “The Exorcist” as much as I do.  Fucking faggots.

I hope you know what you’re asking for when you tell me you want to have some blasphemy phone sex.  Judging from my prior unholy fuck call experience, you’ll probably bail out before your time is up.  I don’t care if you cum or not, you already gave me your money.  If you don’t like it, toughen up and call me back.  Know what you’re asking for before you open your fat mouth.  And just remember, God is always watching and I guarantee you he likes to jerk his life giving cock to all of the pain and suffering he’s created.  I’m here to help him get off.  How about you?

 

She’s a Fighter

accomplice phone sexYou told me to go find another one. You needed one that was going to last longer than the others. You needed a fighter because you love to watch them struggle. I picked a girl tonight who is perfect for you. I slipped the drug into her drink and waited with you in the parking lot for her. We watched her stumble out all alone like a dumb fucking bitch and then we grabbed her. We waited for her to wake up and when she did she was so scared. We laughed at her while we cut off all of her clothes and looked at her fucking whore body while we got out brands out. We loved her fucking screams while the scorching hot metal touched her skin. Then we were ready. I spread her legs and spit on her pussy for you. I held her legs up for you so I can see you pound your cock right into her tight fucking hole. I know you enjoyed watching me make little cuts on her carving out your name. I beg you to cum in her tight fucking cunt to make her our breeding whore.

Snuff porn

Bloody phone sexEvery slut has a day where she will get cuffed. Every sick person has a healer, and every humiliation torcher professional has a day where it all ends. Just like that all the torturing I have done to men is being done to me. I will say this once and will never repeat it ever again. I got gangbanged by a black biker gang. They are literally ramming the fuck out of my pussy. I’m not crying because there are two big black dicks in my pussy, one in my ass and two more in my mouth. No, I am crying because I submitted to dick. I broke my oath. UGhh I hate this, I just want to be alone. It’s okay, I will come back 10 fold. I will chop all their black dicks one by one…once I recover from this wheelchair. They fucked the good and the bad thoughts out of me. Wow!

Gothic Phone Sex Torture

gothic phone sexGothic phone sex is my jam. I am a dark bitch. I got my love for all things Gothic from my grandpa. He was a fan of old Gothic horror films and novels. But he went back further too. He liked medieval torture. He would always tell me that they just do not kill people the way they use too. He meant legally sanctioned death penalty killings. He would tell me that the modern death sentence was boring. He never believed death should be humane and painless. I must agree with him. I mean if you commit a heinous crime, shouldn’t your death be equally as heinous? I live for torture sex. Think about it. The rack, the stocks, hanging, drawn and quartering, pendulums, iron sarcophaguses, and the pear of anguish were brutal ways to die. They included pain and suffering, and often bloodletting. Those were deaths that would deter crime. My grandpa had to kill his inmates by the electric chair and later by lethal injection. He preferred the smell of charred skin and soiled pants, LOL. I got my love for human pain from him. I grew up watching him carry out death sentences as the warden of a prison. He always told me the punishment should fit the crime. That is my motto today. If a guy tries to force fuck me, I chop up his cock and balls. Castration phone sex fits the crime of thinking I want your little willy.  The eye for an eye philosophy was law of the land for centuries. If you made punishments painful and heinous, we might be able to deter crime. I know every man who’s nuts I have chopped off, has never committed a sex crime again. Okay, so technically without your balls you cannot fuck but having your nuts chopped off helps keep your dick in your pants, right? I am a crime and punishment kind of girl. I can help your find a fitting punishment for those cock teases you know, for example. Perhaps, exploring your violent rape fantasies would help.