Category: Sadistic phone sex

Evil phone sex: Bad Girl Pays For Sins

 

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Sometimes I try to be a good girl during evil phone sex. Being a good girl means going to church like my grandma always taught me. There is Sunday school, morning service, and bible classes and if one needs to atone for their sins there is always the front altar during Sunday service. The pastor at my local Christian denomination is always eager to save little sluts like me. I have been many times. Crying, taken by the spirit of the lord’s forgiveness. This week, however, the guest pastor seemed to have a different twinkle in his eyes. A glimmer of something I was very used to and hoping was true, sadism.Evil phone sex

So when called to the front to atone for my sins I did so with the hope I would catch the attention of this new specimen. Acting that would earn me an oscar I pleaded with the man to help me earn the Lord’s forgiveness. I whimpered and cried out that he would never forgive me for doing things I could not speak of in front of the church. This earned me a one-way ticket to his holy office, just the two of us, after the sermon. 

Once in his office, I began to tell tails of the p-adventure I had been on and how much I loved taking tiny cunts and showing them the joys of sexual abuse like I had endured. He was shocked by the words that were coming from my mouth. He opened a large wardrobe to expose the tools of corporal punishment he would be using on me. He bent me over his desk tearing my skirt down and exposing my perfect tight ass. He began whipping me. I could feel the welts rising up on my ass. 

I continued to tell him about my misdeeds. His intensity grew and with that the moisture of my hungry pussy for a pounding cock. With every whip, I felt welts and blood begin to dribble slowly down my skin. Then my ass was ripped wide, a cry leaving my lips at the sudden intense pain being sent through my body. He was forcing himself inside of my tight ass hole as punishment. Punishment for my wrongdoings against others and for forcing him to be immodest with his own boner. He couldn’t hold back. 

He reached around in front of me and put the handle of the whip across my throat pulling on either side like a horse bridle. Deep into me, he penetrated, ripping my dry ass hole with every pound. I choked, struggling to breathe against the pull of his strength till he came deep inside of me. I wasn’t done yet, made to clean every last drop of shit I left on his dirty dick. I had atoned for my sins, now it was time to start all over again.

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Stalked, Chased and Assaulted

Rape phone sex fantasies

 

I am running down the street to get away from you, but you are gaining on me. I try to take a shortcut through the park. I can’t see anything and don’t know whether you are right behind me or if I have lost you. I keep running, hard, hoping to get to the other side of the park before I ever see you again. In the streetlamp light, I see you there waiting for me. How did you beat me? I try to run the other direction but it is too late. You tackle me to the ground. I scream for help but you cover my mouth and straddle me so I won’t escape. You rip off my shirt and lick my nipples. I scream and try to fight you off, but you are much stronger than me. You lift up my skirt and push my panties to the side. I scream for you to stop and beg for you to let me go, but my cries fall on deaf ears. You force yourself on me, shoving your cock inside of me and tearing my pussy apart and making my cunt bleed. I cry and I beg and I try to fight but stop resisting once I realize it is pointless. I am essentially a corpse and you are fucking my lifeless body. You grab my tits, kiss my neck and pump your cum into me. When you’re done, you leave me there on the ground, revitalized by the thrill and eager to find another victim. 

Domination Phone Sex Gets Me in the Most Humiliating Situations

domination phone sexSometimes, I need domination phone sex. I think I am obedient, especially when I know coke is on the line, but not all women are as obedient as me. And not many women are as desperate as me for coke either. I have been a submissive woman for ions. As I got older, and developed a love for cocaine, I became even more submissive. That is because I need coke. Why pay for coke when I can fuck for coke instead. This one female dealer I see is the worst of them all. She always thinks I am unruly, even when I am down on my knees licking her dirty asshole. I made the mistake of snapping at her when she said she was going to shit on my tits. I hate scat play. It is so nasty and humiliating. But telling her no, was not a good idea. She decided to shit in my mouth instead. I guess I should feel grateful that the taboo phone sex bitch did not kill me. Women are the worst to deal with because they are often crazy, mean and unpredictable. She sat on my face, and I could not breathe. My mouth was full of her nasty shit. I was doing everything I could to not puke. I am never a willing shit eater. Gross. I was desperate for coke though. I blew through my stash because of the holidays. My regular dealer was out of town, so shit eating for coke was my only option. I swallowed her nasty shit and rimmed her dirty ass all for some coke. She gave new meaning to ass rape porn. I guess I am a desperate bitch when it comes to coke. I will do anything a guy or woman wants to get a fix. I have no shame anymore. Perhaps, when it comes to coke, I never did.

Snuff phone sex slut Stephanie

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I can’t get that last snuff phone sex call out of my head! My cunt is soaked and won’t stop gushing every time I think about it! It was so fucking hot the way that guy wanted me to torture his slutty, little sister with him. He kept catching her sneaking out to meet up with older guys and wanted to teach her a lesson. We talked about how I could hide outside her window and wait for her to sneak out late at night. I could grab her from behind and drag her into the van that’s waiting down the street. I would make her hold firecrackers in her mouth and hold them between her teeth until they explode. Once I blow all of her teeth out and her tongue is a burnt, bloody nub, that pretty, little mouth would be ready for her brother’s hard dick! I still can’t stop finger fucking my cunt and fantasizing about helping him torture and force fuck his sister! Hit me up so we can either have more fun talking about torturing that little slut together or you can give me something ever hotter to fantasize about!

 

Sadistic phone sex: Choke me out and cut my tits

Sadistic phone sex

Sometimes I scare boys away with how hardcore my fantasies can be. I try not to surround myself with so many pussies usually. Sometimes a guy seems to start as a pussy, however, and then finds out like I once did that they absolutely love the gruesome hardcore snuff play that I have to offer. Therefore, I venture into the land of vanilla bean lame-os every once in a while just hoping I might get that virginal masochistic dream boy and I can pop his torment cherry. 

Last weekend that is precisely what happened. I went to a family event and hung out with a mix of my cousins and their lame-ass friends. However, that is when I met him. He seemed quiet and shy. That is a telltale sign because the shy ones really go the hardest. I fed him drink after drink till he was wasted enough that I knew no inhibition would stand in his way. I directed him to a spare room and we began making out. I brought his hand to my throat and begged him to choke me. 

Shocked he removed his hand and stepped back. I began to probe him. Telling him he was a pussy and a real man would slap, choke and cut me just like I craved. I laughed and snickered as I watched his face contort the more I made fun of him. He warned me that I better shut the fuck up or I was going to get it. Of course, that is actually what I wanted. Finally, he snapped. He pulled a pocket knife from his pocket and opened it with one hand. 

My clit began to throb. My body was beginning to react to his sudden display of enraged masculine strength. However, I knew I needed to troll him a little more. I let out a little snicker making fun of the lack of length in his knife and that is all it took. He sliced across my tits blood dripping across my white shirt. With his free hand, he grabbed my throat hard and shoved his lips against mine. We fucked with my blood covering the two of us, him even stuffing his cock in my ass even though I said no. He had work to do still, but he would be a good masochist to fuck in the future. 

 

Knife Play Phone Sex is My Favorite Way to Torture and Kill

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex is my favorite because my weapon of choice will always be a sharp blade. I love to sink a knife into a tender belly or use it cut off testicles. I think a knife requires more skill and has more uses than a gun. My grandfather used knifes. He was a hunter and not just of animals. I have shared some things about my late grandfather with my callers and readers of my blogs. But this is a story I never shared. Once, when I was a little girl, a friend of my father’s tried to touch me. I kicked him in the balls and made sure he knew I would stab him in the heart if he tried to touch me again. Even at that young of an age, I was a little ball buster. I told my dad and my grandfather. My dad was useless to me in that moment, but my grandfather had my back. My grandpa gave me my first taste for castration phone sex. That day I learned about revenge as the best justice. My grandfather invited this guy to go hunting with him but did not tell him he was the one being hunted. I was with my grandpa when Tim showed up. My grandpa played dumb and so did I. We went to the middle of the woods and that is when my grandpa showed his true colors. He pinned Tim to the ground and took his pants off. I was standing next to them holding a big knife. I was not scared or nervous either. My grandpa always had my back. Tim was fighting and screaming, but no one to hear him but the wild animals. My grandpa was a strong man. He held Tim down and instructed me what to do. I took a man’s balls for the first time as a schoolgirl. There was a lot of blood and screaming, but the torture sex made me want to do it again. We left him in the woods. He would either crawl back to civilization or be bear food. Never saw Tim again. He became a missing person that day, so I assume he became bear food. Or my grandpa went back and buried him in the woods. Either way, Tim the predator would never prey on a young girl again.

The Gift Of A Proper Farewell!

Murder Phone SexI had been wondering what to get you for your birthday, your tastes are so specific… then you told me about your best friend’s daughter dying and I knew just what you wanted. You told me that you always wanted to fuck her and she had died in the prime of her youth, what a waste of perfectly good pussy I thought. There I was on the phone making arrangements with the funeral director for a private viewing, I told him it would be a special moment before she was seen by her family for the last time. I told you that we were going on a romantic date, we entered the funeral parlor and you finally saw all my hard work.

I had lit the place with candles, the casket was open and waiting on the bench was the second part of my gift, her little sister; all tied up, naked and scared. You looked at me in amazement as you finally understood, I brought you here for the fuck you missed out on. Your cock was hard as soon as I opened that dead sluts dress to reveal her perfect cold body, her little sister screamed around her ball gag as soon as I touched the bitch. I snatched her up and sat her on top of her dead sister so you could fuck her young tight cunt. I opened the dead slut’s mouth and you slid your cock in, fucking her mouth hard as I played with her little sister’s pussy getting her all ready to take your dick. I told you to fuck her and cum in her cold dead sister’s mouth so her family could taste you on her lips as they said their final goodbyes!

Ass Rape Porn Stars Do Not Even Get New Year’s Off

ass rape pornAss rape porn stars never get a night off. Not even on New Year’s Eve. I was at home partying with a girlfriend. We were snorting lines of coke and fucking our sons. We sometimes like to trade boys. My boys had passed out from exhaustion. Their daddy never made it till midnight. I was having fun with my girlfriend and her boys when my stepson summoned me. I cannot tell him no. That never works. I should have known that he would have use for me on New Year’s Day. My girlfriend and her teenage son wanted to go with me. I told them this would not be pretty or safe. I encouraged them to stay at my place. I am a seasoned snuff porn star. She is just a party soccer mom. She insisted anyway. When I arrived, I pleaded with my stepson to leave my friend and her boy alone, but he thought I was bringing him a present.  I pleaded and begged, but he roped my friend and her boy into his stream. I was not high or drunk enough for this, but I had no choice. Neither did my friend. My stepson wanted some money, so he summoned his cash cow and according to him, he won the lottery because I brought a milf friend and a teenage boy. He decided to tie me and my friend up and let the boy fuck us. He directed the boy to fuck our assholes hard and raw. He even told him to choke us while fucking us. My stepson was going to turn this teen boy into an aggressive wild animal. The boy was enjoying it. His mother and I, however, were getting torn up and fucked hard. We could hear the dings. I knew that my stepson’s viewers were enjoying watching such a young boy fuck two hot milfs. We could have done without the choking and slapping, but we had no voice. My stepson needed money, and he will kill me if I turn him down. My girlfriend and I went back home, licked our wounds, but her son tied us up and fucked us some more. I think a sadist was born that day. A sadist with rape phone sex fantasies of his own.

The Teen Phone Sex Slasher!

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I spent New Year’s Eve making a couple of pretty, young fuck pigs’ scariest teen phone sex fears into a brutal reality.  What, did you think I’d spend the night imbibing with a bunch of dumbasses that do nothing more with their idiotic little lives than find reasons to convene and get shit faced?  Do you even know me?  First off, I drink alone.  Second, go fuck yourself.

I have a client who hates his stepdaughter and has wanted to teach her a lesson for as long as he’s been a patron of my sick services.  Last week, he was torturing one of the pieces of kidnapped fuck meat I keep in my basement and mentioned that he was taking his woman out on the town while his wifey’s little bitch was having her best friend over to watch scary movies for New Year’s.  The idea hit me instantly; they needed a real life slasher to terrorize them and I knew exactly how to do it.

Creepy skull mask, black cloak, big fucking hunting knife.  Obviously I had access to the house so I didn’t worry about how I was going to gain entry at all.  My inside man told me I could hide comfortably in the basement, the little bitch never goes down there because she’s afraid of it.  That’s exactly what I did.  Lingered in the lowest level of the dwelling and listened to them do their stupid standard teen girl stuff while I snooped around and waited for the right moment to strike.  

I couldn’t have planned it better, they were watching some old “cut ‘em up at camp” movie when I slowly crept up behind them and waited for a really tense moment.  Just before the screen scream queenie got grabbed, I snatched one of the little sluts by the foot and, in the matter of just a couple of seconds, dragged her into the darkness behind the couch.  Honestly, I had no idea which one of them I had, it didn’t really matter at that point.  The one in front of the TV had no clue what had just happened and didn’t even start panicking until she heard her friend scream.  

He just wanted me to scare his stepdaughter, he didn’t want her to die.  I’m happy to report that I controlled myself and she is alive.  Beaten, sliced, stabbed, tortured and anally penetrated, yes.  But alive.  Her friend, not so much.  She shouldn’t have run and tried to get away from me, all that did was get my adrenaline going and once that happens, all bets are off.  What can I say?  Don’t hire a killer to do your dirty work if you don’t want killer phone sex, Guy.

 

Butchered By a Cannibal

Cannibalism phone sex

 

The Butcher has me in his clutches. He sharpens his cleaver as he prepares to finish me off. I cannot believe that I am here. I was kidnapped, taken to a butcher shop  where I was hung on a mental, sharp hook in a dark, cold freezer by my upper back until he was ready to butcher me. When he took me down to be butchered, he tenderized me with a hammer. Bang bang bang against my skin and bones. He would break every bone that I had in my body, causing me excruciating pain. I screamed bloody murder and begged for him to stop, but he would not listen to my pleas. Now I am laying on a large chopping board, unable to move due to my bones being broken and waiting for my fate. The butcher got out a guide to butchering humans, read it for a few seconds, took his meat cleaver and chopped my foot off. I screamed until I couldn’t scream any more. “My foot! Why did you take my foot?” I cried. He took my foot and started licking the bloody meat on the part he chopped off. It looked like it took everything in his power to not eat the entire foot right there, and put the foot down so he could resume to butchering my body. I don’t remember much after my foot was chopped off as I passed out from the blood loss. I might have ended up in someone’s stew.