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Today I Die

Today is the day I die. I know it is because you’ve had it marked on your calendar that hangs on the wall of this shithole dungeon for a year. I’ve watched as you’ve crossed off each day with your red marker and reminded me over and over that I will die today. While you’ve tortured me I always begged to know how but you would never tell me. You want it to be a surprise. I lay awake on the cold floor all the time trying to imagine how you will snuff me and what it will be like.

I hear your boots coming down the stairs and you’re carrying a toolbox full of tools – looks like clippers and a hammer and several knives but I can’t see everything. You’re laughing like a maniac and telling me today is the day – you’re going to snuff me and then I belong to you forever. You bend down and breathe your stank breath right in my face and ask if I know what you’re going to do with my dead worthless corpse. I mumble, “No, Master…” and you laugh again. You tell me you’re going to fuck my dead cunt until its cold. This sends chills through me but somehow makes my pussy throb at the thought.

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You spend all day torturing me beyond anything you’ve ever done before and the pain and the blood are flowing so hard that I faint several times. I keep thinking it’s the end but you keep bringing me back to this hell. Then an alarm goes off on your watch. I know what it means – its time. You take a large pair of snippers out of your toolbox and shove them in my belly button. The blood pours out. You begin snipping my abdomen open up towards my face and then back towards my pussy. I see my intestines being pulled out as you slide your cock up through my cunt, and that’s the last earthly thing I remember. As I closed my eyes for the last time I had one regret – that I wouldn’t be able to watch you fuck my cold, dead pussy.

His Dirty Little Secret

taboo phone sex angie1He has been one of my favorite accomplices for a long time. We share the same taste for young flesh, We derive the same pleasure from torturing little things. Helpless things, We both love to make them cry and scream and then we enjoy the glazed, far away look that glosses over in their eyes when they finally disconnect and accept that the end is near and the pain isn’t going to go away. I never knew he was holding out on me and found out his secret by accident. It seems he keeps a couple of breeding whores in his basement. They aren’t good for anything but fucking and spitting out little money bags. He has beat them and abused them to the point that if they ever were beautiful, there is no evidence of that now. The little heathens that they spit out fetch a fine price on the black market and he has a hefty little racket going on. Once in a while he will keep a male and have some fun but not often. What a wicked boy to keep such a secret….

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with a Blonde Whore

rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies are pretty common calls for me. I use to think most men had such fantasies, but in reality, most men have real experience force fucking bitches. Some complete strangers, but often someone they know. As a woman you can never guess the “type” of man into force fucking a bitch. A few weeks ago, I took a temporary job for some extra cash as a receptionist. Answer phones and look pretty. Pretty simple work. The guy I worked for looked pretty straight laced. Not the kind of man into the BDSM scene. Looks are deceiving. This older man in a designer suit with a Harvard MBA who looked liked he had only fucked to procreate, had a mean nasty side to him. I now understand that many rich boys think they own everyone, especially trailer park whores like me. I messed up a message and saw his nasty side.

torture sexHe pulled me to the ground with his fingers hooked in my mouth like I was a fish he caught. He shoved me in front of his dick. He made me unzip his pants and blow him. He skull fucked me. Ravaged the back of my throat until I was choking so bad I puked. He shot a load of cum all over my face, smearing my makeup. I looked like a strung out whore. He slapped my face a few times, then grabbed my blonde hair and ordered me to pull up my skirt. He ripped off my panties and fisted my cunt. It was more savage than his cock. He had a huge hand with lots of fancy rings. He fucked my cunt with his fist as I tried not to cry or scream. When my cunt was swollen and red, he tied up my clit. Cut the circulation off. He was clearly into torture sex. My only mistake was not giving him a message promptly. I was informed if I removed my clit restraint on my own, I may very well be a dead receptionist. He reminded me that I was pond scum and replaceable.

I finished off the day feeling like my clit would fall off at any moment. It was one of the most uncomfortable days of my life, and I loved every miserable, painful moment.

Happy Horror Days-Evil Phone Sex

You didn’t expect anything less then a bloody Horror Day Season did you? I didn’t think so. “Tis the season to be an accomplice. To join me on the dark side. To satisfy your deepest fantasies for inflicting pain. To delight in the stiffening of that dick of yours when the screams of terror meet your ears and when the sight of flowing crimson red blood begins to escape the flesh of out victim. Of course it wouldn’t be the season without some good old Horror Day Carols to sing while we plot the evil plans that we are about to make reality. Spreading sorrow and bringing agony to the time of year when every one walks around happy and sharing good cheer is our way of balancing things out in the universe. Join me for evil phone sex and we can sing together.

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On the 12th day of Christmas Karma gave to me…

12 death threat letters

11 scary phone calls

10 cut off fingers

9 midnight visits

8 creepy nightmares

7 bloody pictures

6 severed heads

5 bloody panties

4 lacerations

3 decapitations

2 dead bodies

And a corpse hanging from a tree

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Dead whores keep better secrets about snuff fantasy porn

sadistic phone sexIt was my worst beating yet, right out of a snuff fantasy porn movie. You punched me hard in the tits, knocking the wind out of me. “Tell me you’re a dumb cunt.” you ordered. “Nothing but a druggie slut.” I slurred the words and that seemed to piss you off more. You loved beating me and nothing I did was ever right. I don’t know why I stayed with you except for the good drugs that you fed me to pimp me out. “Show me your pussy.” I pulled up my skirt to reveal my nasty, bumpy razor-burnt snatch. Blood oozed from around my clitty where I had been fucked raw. A trickle of cum flowed down my thigh, stale and musky. “Look at you, you filthy slut. At least go douche yourself out before your next client.” Your hand shot out, busting my lip. “Please, sir, I apologize.” I lisped between broken lips. “I just need a little candy to get me right.” You shook your head, pulling out the needle. I felt heaven flow into my veins and my pussy got hot. I was ready to fuck again. I knew your dirty little secret too. You only liked to sniff my ripe pussy at the end of my shift when it was still full of fuck sauce. A couple of lines and a whiff of cum and you were jerking furiously, degrading me, pulling my hair. I opened my mouth to catch your load. Deep down I knew you were a cum-slurping fairy faggot, but if I dared speak that truth, I knew I would be dead. Maybe I would be better that way. Then you could rent out my cold dead pussy to all of the freaks who loved necrophilia phone sex and you could have cold leftovers for dinner. As this thought went through my mind, I felt your fist slam into my head and I was out cold.

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‘Tis the Season to be Dead

home invasion phone sexDeck the halls with decaying bodies. Tis the season to be naughty. Fa la fucking la. Christmas and its evil, greedy consumers make me sick. Happy Holidays or Merry Christmas, who gives a fuck?
I’m having this evil fantasy about playing Santa. Santa with a scalpel. Crawling down chimneys and slitting the throats of the sleeping. Can you imagine the look of fear when all the little rugrats open their eyes in the night expecting Santa but getting Satan? I’d gut them like deer in their beds, leaving them for their parents to find on Christmas morning. Or maybe even better, how about them waking up on Christmas Day to find the house decorated with boughs of intestines, scrotum in the tree, a liver in their stockings, and a heart in a pretty Christmas box. Yes, I am a sick and demented bitch and I feed on pain and weakness. Wouldn’t you like to come play Christmas with me and help me spread some Christmas FEAR? Stabbing and torturing my victim with sharpened candy canes sounds like soooo much fun. It makes my pussy throb with delight. Not even the Grinch knows how to destroy Christmas better than me.

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Black Friday Madness Snuff fantasy porn

snuff pornI hate fucking Black Friday. What idiot would want to be packed in like sardines with a bunch of bitches to spend their hard earned cash? I have never seen so many assholes and bitches together, all treating everyone like shit, but headed to church on Sunday. I know my God wouldn’t like that shit. And mine is the god of darkness. He whispered in my ear today, telling me that I should punish these greedy whores. Snuff fantasy porn is my very favorite thing. So, on Black Friday, it’s my day to shop for souls. I’m starting with white trash Walmart. I’m going in with a knife, dive into the crowd, and start slashing. Guts will be hitting the floor, arteries will be severed. Screams will fill the air. No one will even know what happened until people are bleeding out on the floor. I’ll thin the herd a bit, then look around for those cows on handicap carts. OK, I get old people or ones with broken legs, but these sows that are too fat to walk are taking up air space. I’ll stab every one of them in the throat and listen to them oink. I’m sick of shitty bitches who treat the cashiers like shit. I want to stand there and listen. if anyone is rude, I’m gonna follow them out to their car and throat punch the cunt. Maybe if someone like me stepped in and kept people in line, Black Friday wouldn’t be so dark. And then again, it would take away all the fun I get to have on the worst shopping day of the year. Make my pussy wet and join me for some retail therapy.

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Ass Rape Porn for Thanksgiving

Ass rape porn is what I got for Thanksgiving. My boys felt like stuffing their mommy full of boy gravy. I had just served the pumpkin pie when my oldest son pushed me down on the table. Slammed my face in a big bowel of mashed potatoes. I could barely breathe. My other boys stripped my clothes off as my oldest son kept me pinned me down. They started shoving turkey legs up my pussy. They sodomized me with kitchen utensils. They even held a knife to my tits threatening to slice and dice them if I resisted. They dumped food all over me. I was informed that since I was a fat whore, I was going to be treated like one. They force fed me food until I puked it up. Then, like a pig I had to lick the regurgitated food off the floor. Once they were done humiliating me they started force fucking my ass which was gaping open from the spatula and gravy spoon.

ASS RAPE PORN MOMMYAs they fucked my ass, sometimes two at a time, they continued to force feed me food until I puked. When they were done, they pissed on me to give me something to wash the food down with. I was a hot mess. Food was on the walls and floors, all over my body. Mashed potatoes and gravy matted in my hair. I had stuffing in my cunt. I felt so degraded. I smelled like a toilet. I started to get up to clean the mess in the dining room and myself, when my sons ordered me to push out the stuffing on a plate. I grunted like giving birth and pushed out a glob of stuffing. My next order was to shit out the cum they deposited in my ass on the gravy. I knew were this was going. But before I could eat the boy gravy stuffing, they shoved the plate in my face, once again reminding me that I am nothing but a fuck pig.

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“I will own you, you will submit to me and all I say…do you understand me” Willow spoke with a very demanding voice. I wasn’t going to say no. I knew I was nothing but a wimpy victim. Daddy taught me that and now he was going to have her teach it to me too. I should have known  better than to try to lie to him, even when he’s drunk he can tell. I’m just pathetic. I deserve to be beaten and used. It’s all I am good for anyway, and she’s making me admit it. My face down and ass up is how she wants me, I obey and spread my pussy lips ready to submit to the many men I know she probably has waiting for me but she surprises me when she brings out a strap on. “I’m going to prepare your pussy for my friends… chances are I’ll be even rougher than they are.” She told me this as she came closer and closer. I was bent over and ready to take it like the stupid slut I am. She yanked me up by my hair and smacked my face and told me a good whore begs for cock and as soon as I open my mouth again she hit me. I knew this was going to be a long night as her and her friend’s victim, but what else am I worth anyway?

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Castration Phone Sex Services: Spreading Holiday Cheer One Nut Crack at a Time

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is my Black Friday deal to you. You have a worthless pecker? Maybe a diseased dick or one that just doesn’t work? Too small? Or perhaps you use it for bad instead of good? Maybe you are just a stupid fuck who should not procreate? Or a chronic masturbator that needs temptation removed for him? I really don’t give a fuck what your reasons are; if you want your cock or balls, even both, removed, I will be offering junk removal services all holiday season at bargain prices. Wanna be a eunuch for Christmas? Or maybe you want to give that special lady in your life a present she will really appreciate like your dick in a box literally, or some testicle earrings. Handmade of course. Let’s face it, the lady in your life deserves so much more than what is between your legs so let’s just get rid of it. She will never has to worry about you trying to fuck her again. She forget about your pathetic package forever. Without your junk, she is free to fuck those big dicks; free to have what you have never been able to give her: PLEASURE. If you are single, well there is a reason for that. A pathetically small reason dangling between your legs. Get rid of it professionally, put on some panties and live your life as a silly sissy or something similarly pathetic.

I have my junk removal kit all polished up and ready to use. It is time to spread some holiday cheer to the ladies one nut crack at a time. The only thing roasting over my fire this holiday will be your nuts.

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