Category: Sadistic phone sex

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Taylor

You’re such a perverted old man. I saw you watching me for weeks as I walked down to the store to get some food. I should have known you were a dangerous man just by the way your dark eyes never stopped staring. I could feel them on me even when I wasn’t looking at you. Today when I went out, you weren’t in your usual place. I felt relieved to not have your eyes on me, but then to my surprise you were inside the store. You came up beside me and stuck a knife to chest and told me to be quiet and follow you.

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You led me back to the back room of the store but there were no employees back there. It seemed odd but I was too terrified to think about that. You made me take of my pantyhose and tied them around my mouth so I couldn’t scream. You kept the knife close to my throat and began acting out all your rape phone sex fantasies on me. You ripped my skirt up around my waist and tore my shirt completely off. You began groping my entire body and I felt so naked and violated and afraid.

You grabbed my little nipple and squeezed and pinched and twisted so hard it made my eyes water. You spun me around to face the dirty wall and I felt you taking your cock out of your pants. You got up behind me and all I could smell were cigarettes. You rammed your cock up between my legs into my throbbing pussy. You were long and hard and I yelped a little even through the gag. You fucked my pussy then my asshole and then shot your cum all over my bare back. You told me to get on the floor and stay there until you were gone. I did as I was told, but now I have to walk home again and I wonder if you will be back for more.

Balls Deep Until I Die

You snatched a new girl and now there are seven of us in your basement. Most of them are still so drugged up they aren’t much fun for you once you fuck their limp bodies. I’ve been here the longest. I have lost track of the days at this point. I no longer need the drugs to keep me here. You are the center of my universe and I am worthless fuckpig that needs you to be able to exist how I want to. Your cruelties and rough hands are what I crave. Today you said you would be choking me with your cock.

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I know you love your dick sucked and you’ve fucked my face many times before, but you seemed extra excited when you were talking about it. The girls that were awake were propped up to watch, as you love any kind of audience. Some of them still looked terrified and had blood on them from their first encounters with you. I wanted to tell them that it will be okay and that you will put them out of their misery soon enough, but I am not allowed to speak. You put me on my knees with my hands and feet tied tight with barbed wire.

I look up at you and this infuriates you. Just the way you like it. A dirty little worthless whore who defies you just enough for you to feel the rage inside. You yank my head back and ram your cock in my mouth. It hits the back of my throat with the force of a punch. My airway is cutoff and you show no mercy at my choking. My eyes are watering and I start to pass out as you slide your dick deep in my throat. As I faint, the last thing I feel is your hand around my neck. I know you can feel your cock under your hand and I get that tingly feeling all over. Then everything goes dark.

No Cowboy’s Sweetheart

strangulation phone sexFucking redneck piece of shit. They are such easy kills. Watching too many farm animals fuck has made them think women are the same. Male sniffs female cunt and finds her in season. Female lefts tail. Male sticks cock in. HAHA. They just can’t figure out that I’m not one of them. I’m no fucking brood male.
Ol’ country Cooter thought I’d be an easy lay from the city. Oh, he was so wrong. I played my role so well. He bought me a few drinks at a local eat n puke. I giggled at his lame ass jokes. And then he offered to take me for a ride on his tractor. Seriously, had he been listening to too much country music? Your damn tractor aint fucking sexy. What was sexy was the thought of me running over his pathetic ass with that tractor. Imagining his bones crunching underneath the wheels while he screamed for mercy. Now, THAT made my panties wet.
So, I let Cooter boy take me for a ride in his crappy pick-up. We ended up in a field. He threw down a nasty horse blanket and urged me to lie down beside him. Dumb fucker. I let him kiss me, his sloppy tongue trying to touch mine. He reached his hands up under my shirt and touched my titties, moaning like he had never seen any. I helped him take his jeans off.  He was wearing some disgusting tightie whities with yellow stains on them. I almost fucking puked. Poor ol’ boy never saw it coming. He was being led to slaughter.
While he was busy groping and fondling, I had discovered a 3 foot length of barb wire lying in the brush. He was so stoked on getting into my panties that he didn’t realize that I had eased it behind his head. Now that made me excited for real. I tore off my panties quickly and straddled him. He was practically pumping the air when I settled my hot box right down on his cock. Dumb hick piece of shit. I couldn’t wait to watch him die. I took his cock to the hilt, rocking back and forth, getting more and more excited. My swollen clit was sloppy wet, soaking his balls with my juice. I dug my heels into his thighs, wishing I was wearing spurs to tear his flesh.
I rode that cock hard, taking every inch of him deep inside. He was whimpering with need now, begging. “Please, Tasha. I’m gonna cum.” I smiled at him as his cock began to throb and his eyes rolled back. At that moment I pounced. I pulled the barb wire noose tight around his throat and fucked him harder. He was helpless as his balls emptied into me and my own pussy contracted. He never quit coming. Even as he thrashed and died, his dick stayed hard in my cunt as I screamed at the moon in triumphant orgasm.
It was the best fucking sex ever. I left him there on the blanket with his cock limp, as I drove off in his pick-up truck. Time for another hick town country night. Yee-haw, mother fuckers.

Your sexy psycho,
Natasha

Taboo Phone Sex; Dumb Boy Learns Fellatio, The Twisted Way!

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Little fucking ass holes and bitches, fucking disgust me. Why people would ever want to breed such nasty creatures is beyond me. When I was approached by a little idiot at the corner of his fucking bus stop I about threw up in my mouth. The little brat had the nerve to tell me I was “fine as fuck” and that he wanted me to suck his “giant dick”. Now, I am a fairly fair person, I walked away that day. A couple days later though I was walking again past the same corner. The little shit had the nerve to not only call me “sweet stuff” but ask if I came back for more. That was it.This taboo phone sex bitch was done and I was going to teach this little ass hole a lesson! So I turned on my charm and brought him back to my place. He really thought he was going to score. 

I brought him inside and took him down into my torture chamber down stairs. This is how dense this guy was, he thought it was my sex room! Blood and chains everywhere and he still thinks I am going to give him head. My friend came from around the corner and my eyes turned to meet his only to get inrupted by the little chump, little ass had his clothes off already. “Well babe, you going to show me how a real women gives blowjobs,” he asked of me. “Oh I am going to teach you about it alright, but it is going to be you giving the fellatio, not me.” He looked at me, I could tell the word fellatio was rattling around that brain of his. I grabbed my hand out and gripped it around his throat pulling him near me. 

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I grabbed his head and forced him on my friend. When he let out groans of satisfaction for the mouth force fuck he was being given I slapped him across the face and asked him what his problem was. He told me he was just doing what he was taught. Well, I was going to show him the propper way, folding him in half I shoved his head towards his own cock. “Now little boy, stick out your tongue and say AHHHH” I laughed as I shoved his face down onto his own cock. He wanted a lesson and he was going to get it. He grabbed it hard at the base and sucked right on. The little ingrate was actually listening to me. “That’s good now, choke on it!” I shoved his head down further, he began to gag on his own cock. Sure enough he started doing it on his own. I watched in awe as this little fag sucked up his own pre-cum. 

I flipped the idiot upside down. He did not want to stop sucking his cock. I grabbed a big spike studded dildo and shove it into his ass hole. First he whimpered and then, he came. The little ass was enjoying the fucking punishment I was giving him. Like a little pain slut sissy fag he came into his own mouth. I was in awe. This was not punishment for him, which made me very very angry. Well if he wanted to enjoy his auto-fellatio then he could forever. I took a chainsaw and cut that little bitch in half. When he was done I let all my friend come over and fuck his dead remains, while his dead body sucked his own worthless, dead cock! 

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Sweet Revenge

taboo phone sex angieWhen she called me sobbing because he cheated all I could think about was fucking him up for her. Instead she made my cunt tingle with delight when she told me she wanted sweet revenge and she wanted my help in administering it. He had no clue that she had found out. She wanted to poison his food and watch him die slowly looking at her as she told him why he had lost his life. But I had a better, more evil plot in store. After all revenge is a dish served cold, ice cold. We talked about my idea and she loved it. The crying stopped and she began laughing. And evil, sadistic laugh that told me she was ready I invited them for dinner that night and got him very tipsy. After dinner she took him to the guest bedroom for “dessert” Once they were naked and she was ridding his cock in a grudge fuck that had her in a frenzy, I entered to room. He thought he had just got lucky and was going to get both of us. I took off my clothes and took out the huge ice pick. While she rode him, cussing him out and telling him what a low life he was I began stabbing him all over his abdomen and chest, careful not to hit any vital organs. The look in her eyes as she watched his face twist in agony, his eyes wide with disbelief and fear, was enough to make me cum. When she screamed she was going to cum on his cock and it would be the last thing he remembered, I raised the pick and drove it deep into his throat, his blood spewing all over her naked body and her cum flowing all over his dick. There is no vengeance like a woman scorned. 

The Last Ride

snuff phone sexI left the party early, so pissed at my boyfriend. It wasn’t the first time I’d caught him cheating, but it would be the last. I’d discovered him fucking a skinny redhead with no tits behind the barn at the cook-out. Listening to his moans as he fucked her from behind still rang in my ears as I took off down the road.
I ran for half a mile before I slowed down. My breath was coming in gasps and wheezes. I had left my damn inhaler in that jerk’s car along with my phone. There was no way I was accepting an apology tonight. I saw headlights coming and I prayed it was a kind soul who would take me home, and not some perv from the party sent to retrieve me.
The sexy Corvette pulled up beside me. I heard a sexy drawl say, “Hey sweetheart. You need a ride?’ I looked inside and there was this dark and handsome man. He was well dressed and seemed well off. Surely, it would be safe to ride with him. “Yes, please, sir.” I whispered, my asthma still making me breathless. I eased into the luxury car.
We had gone several miles when he spoke. “Have you learned your lesson, Chelsea?” I was shocked. How did he know my name? “What do you mean, sir?” I stuttered. “Poor girl.” he laughed. We drove some more and suddenly, POOF, I was standing on the shoulder again.
I walked for a while wishing I had my phone. It was dark and creepy and the moon was full. I saw headlights. A car pulled over and an old man offered me a ride. He looked harmless. I jumped in without a second thought. I wasn’t paying much attention to the grandfatherly driver as I pondered my evening.
Suddenly, he veered off the road unto a dark path. The canopy of trees made a perfect tunnel and even the moonlight was gone. He stopped and turned to me. “Take off your clothes, little girl.” I shook my head and his fist shot out, busting me in the mouth. He had his cock out already and it looked huge and menacing in the darkness. He came around to the passenger door and pulled me out into the damp night. I felt his claws grab my arm, twisting as he spun me around and threw me face down on the car hood. I fought back, kicking and biting, but he just pounded my head into the hood of the ancient car.
I felt him fumbling to penetrate me and I felt his giant cock sink home. I screamed as I was not wet and he tore my flesh. He pulled out and scooped some of the blood from my busted head onto his cock to lube it. Then he rammed back into me again, grunting, and ranting about pretty girls using men.
The more I struggled, the harder he fucked my little girl pussy. I could hear him growling and I knew he was ready to dump a load of nasty old man cum into my pussy. At that moment I saw movement in the woods. Dead people. There were fucking zombies in there. His zombies. His way to dispose of the evidence. They surrounded me as he cut off one of my tits and tossed it to them. They fell on it like rabid dogs. I was screaming as they surrounded me and began to tear me apart alive. “Eat my pussy” has never been so literal.
Right before my last breath, the Corvette man’s face came into view. “You didn’t learn your lesson, Chelsea. Never accept a ride from an old man with an innocent face. They are the evil ones. Don’t you watch the horror movies? Poor girl. Now, you’ll never get home.”
The world went back as his face faded from my vision.
Coming Soon…. Part II: I come back to seek revenge and haunt my cheating boyfriend. Can anyone say “dead fuck?” (evil laughs)

Snuff Porn Shot In A Hospital Makes For Lots Of Bloody Rooms!

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I have always been a chat of Dr. Victor Fries’ work. I know that he really gets into his creations, turning humans into monsters, and being a wicked brain surgeon, of course he is completely mad! So when I approached him that I wanted to make a snuff porn film for all of my admires and my own amusement in his back woods busted down mental hospital I expected him to tell me no right away. When he said yes I was both honored and excited. I gathered by camera and selected a couple of nice pretty girlies for my portion of the movie. 

I started filming in his room. It smelled heavily of iron. That was the layers of dried caked on blood that immediately flooded your senses when you entered into the abandoned mental hospital. In a rusty wheel chair sat the Doctor’s latest victim. His skull was already partially removed. The poor babbling idiot would not quit crying as the Doctor preformed brain surgery to get rid of his desire for being a weak women server. Dr. Fries did not believe in that, and only tolerated me for my talent. Once he decided the project was to be scrapped I left the camera on a tripod to watch the mans demise. I could hear his screams echo throughout the halls void of life, but full of their remains. 

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I could hear my two crying from their gags. I grabbed them each from the broom closet I had them stuffed in. Their blonde hair gripped nicely between my fingers. I chuckled as they fought, thinking they were going to be getting away. Once we were in their room I strapped both down to their urine soaked gurneys. I was going to give these little bitches the makeover of their dreams. I filmed myself making a big bloody phone sex mess as I cut the scalpel into their skin. Their shrieks were like music to my sadistic ears. I even gave the fillers, of course it was concrete and not collagen, but same thing right! 

Blode dripped down their faces and over their beautiful hair. Once they were done I styled them very nicely I must say! I even persuaded them to help me make a promo ad for my movie. They said I was the best Doctor ever. What dumb sluts, they actually thought I would let them go. They screamed as I showed them their reflections. Bad little skanks, it is not nice to be so unappreciative! That was all it took too! I slammed the mirror right against ones face. Taking a large shard of glass I slit their dumb throats. How dare they insult me. Dr. Fries took all of the bodies downstairs where we watched them burn in the crematorium. Bye Bye barbie bitches. 

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Room For Rent

taboo phone sex karmaI need to make some extra money so I decided to rent out my extra room. It is advertised as a lovely room with a view that is well decorated and affordable with all utilities included. All true, it is a lovely room and the view is a beautiful brick wall that has filled in the only window. The scheme of the room is blood red and white. I have had five people come to look at it so far. Of course once I collect the rent, they add to the blood red decoration for the next tenant. They will never use any of the utilities…..and they will never leave their new accommodations. Not only have I made some pretty good money, I have kept a hot, wet pussy while enjoying snuff, torture and violence thanks to them. Come on over and take a look at the room. In this case vacancy is a relative term…there are several lifeless occupants, I would love to add a few more. Will you be next?

Incubus Impregnation

evil phone sex angieOn my latest adventure I found an old mansion. It was neglected, everything covered in dust, smelling of musk, death and desertion. Looking at the stairway which was once so obviously grand in it’s deteriorated state sent shivers up my spine and an electricity straight to my cunt. It was deliciously eerie. I felt a presence in the air and I was drawn to this old place. I was tiered and decided to grab the blanket from my car and the basket of food and sat on the old stair case enjoying my meal. The ambiance in this old place had me horny as hell and I couldn’t help using the empty wine bottle to fuck my wet pussy on the stairs. Satiated and full my eyes fell heavy and sleep overtook me. That is when I felt the evil incubus of the manor. His spirit heavy pressing against my body, I could smell the stench of his breath close to my face and the cold chill of his member pressing into my cunt. His weight paralyzed me, not with fear, but with an exhilaration that comes from experiencing pure evil. I hope he impregnated me with his evil seed…

 

Stairway to Hell

snuff phone sex I smiled to myself as I climbed the stairs. No one had lived here for so many years. The locals all believed it was haunted. They had no idea of the real horror here. This was where I brought my victims.
The stairs were rickety but still stable. They gave off this delicious creak that terrified the girls I kept trapped upstairs. When they heard the creak, they knew that hell had cracked open and released me, and that I was coming to inflict pain and torture upon them. Even now I heard one of them moaning as she heard me ascend the stairs.
It was time for the oldest one to die and she knew it. She wailed as I uncuffed her from the wall. Her parents believed she had run off with a drug dealer many years ago. But all along she had been here, amusing me with her pitiful squeals and begging to go home. Her back was criss-crossed with scars, one eye was gone, and her pussy showed the mutilation that I loved to inflict.
“Today is your day, sweetie. Time to go.” I purred. “Home.” she whispered through parched lips. “No, honey. Today you get to die.” I laughed. I unchained her and took her by the hand. She panicked and fought. I wasn’t ready for that reaction. She kicked me hard and ran.
“You’ll never escape.” I screamed. I heard her feet hit the stairs as she ran like a panicked doe. Then I heard the sound of her falling. Yes, the stairs got them every time. They were alive and needed fed, too. As she hit the bottom and her head cracked open, I heard the stairs sigh as they sucked in the lifeblood pouring upon the floor. They became shiny and new again, their polished hardwood shining, the rotted runners brightly carpeted. I stroked the banister and heard the stairs answer in a creaking melody.
It was time for a new victim. I had one picked out already. The daughter of the town whore whom no body would miss. She was a beauty and I hated her already. Oh, the things I had planned for her. Maybe my Master would join us this time. He loved to fuck the new ones. And the dying ones and the already dead. He didn’t discriminate.
And when I brought them through that front door, the stairs would transform once again, to become the nightmare from which no victim would escape. And they would be waiting, for a taste of the blood.
Please let me be your accomplice as we finish this sinister story. There is so much pain that needs to be shared and so many victims who deserve to die. Let us ascend the Stairs of Doom and finish the work that I’ve started.