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Welcome To My Nightmare

taboo phone sex karmaShe was the cutest thing I have ever seen. A sweet button nose and a cute little haircut. Brown curls caressing her forehead. Her smile was big and bright and she was practically skipping along. She didn’t see the uneven spot in the sidewalk and fell feet over head to the ground. The blood came to the surface of her knees as she tried to push down her skirt and cover the tightest pair of g string panties I have seen in a while. Such an innocent looking thing with a inner kinky side combined with the bright red blood had my pussy soaking wet. Offering her help, telling her that I live right around the corner, my mind was racing as I helped her back to my place. Once inside I sat her on a chair in the kitchen to clean her scraped knees up. I used alcohol and acted like I thought it was peroxide when she screamed. the sound went straight to my already tingling pussy and I couldn’t wait any longer. Balling up my fist I felt her chin give under the force of my punch. Blood spattered across the floor as her unconscious body hit the floor. Dragging her body down the steps to my basement, I cum a little each time her head bounces off a step. By the time I get her on my special table her head has a big gash and blood is dripping every where. Fucking her lifeless body is pure bliss…

Hide and seek

taboo phone sex paulinaI was successful for quite some time at hiding out from my husband. Well I knew it was not going to last forever. He found me last night and well….it’s all I can do to sit here and type.

I can barely see out of my eyes because as he skull fucked me I took a severe pounding to my face. He made sure that his jizz was not the only bodily fluid I tasted on my lips it was a 50/50 mixture of his nut and my blood. I knew the more I resisted the more I’d be punished. So I just sat there on my knees and took every pump and punch he had coming to me.

Once he wore out my face my old ass was the next victim in line. He bent me over and grabbed me by the head of my hair using my head as leverage for each thrust he nailed into my ass with his thick cock. I will never admit this to him but I have always loved the way he pounded my ass. It was the only time I ever felt he loved me. It was his most sensual touch even tough anytime he used my asshole as a pin cushion it would end up in a bloody massacre.

I have mixed emotions about our reunification. But one thing is certain you can’t teach an old dog new tricks. He is still the same old dirty dog he has always been and it’s not any new news I will always be his bitch.

Mind Altering

taboo phone sex angie1My mind is spinning. My vision is blurred. The walls of the room are breathing and her blood is the brightest red I have ever seen. Ecstasy is my favorite drug. Not only do i love the mind altering effects but the way it heightens my senses drives me insane in the best of ways. Fucking her tight pussy with my special bat that has nails sticking out of it while high as fuck, listening to her screams, watching her velvety pussy get chewed up and feeling the blood spattering on my skin is a sensation beyond erotic. The feel of my knife against the resistance of her flesh is intense and now looking at her covered in blood panting and writhing in pain has taken me to another level of euphoria. The IV drip has begun. Watching the fluid drop into the tube is mesmerizing. Soon her body will start to respond to the toxin. Her skin will begin to bubble as she feels the burn like fire growing with in her body. The areas on her body that haven’t been mutilated already will eventually tare and fluids will rush out of her as she takes her last breath. Evil and twisted is so delightful when I am high.

Don’t you love evil phone sex?

evil phone sexSome days I am feeling more into evil phone sex than others. Sometimes I want to be more than mean, want to be twisted and fucked up. And I know it – and love it. There’s no other way than to embrace the twisted fucked up side of yourself and love every second of it. Once you do that it makes things more fun. And that’s why when I saw Barbie Mommy and her little brat in the stroller I knew I was going to fuck them up. Of course the bimbo didn’t notice me following her, too busy on her phone and plus who would suspect a woman like me? I stalked her for hours as she ran her errands before she finally came home to what was clearly an empty house. Looks like she’s a single Mom, another reason she had everything I was going to do to her coming. She was deserving, so I broke in for her and her babygirl. She was helpless to me, as I beat her ass. I left her there bloody as I tied her up, knowing this was far from over. I was going to humiliate her and make her watch me do horrific things to her babygirl. And she’s going to know I am loving it because I am going to be cumming hard, as she dies of course.

Drive It And I Will Cum

snuff porn angieYou would think that the blood would be a dead give away. But it isn’t. These little fuckers don’t give a shit and that is the way I want it. This fucking ice cream truck attracts them like flies to fucking honey. So many little ones and they all want ice cream. And all I want is their screams, their blood, their pain and suffering. With this truck I have my pick of fresh little morsels with tight bald pussies and big innocent eyes. I lure them into my truck with promises of sweets and then take them to my place. Once in my basement they find out what a wicked ass world we live in and how dark it can be. It makes their nightmares look like a trip top Disney Land. taboo phone sex angie1

Ash Wednesday was for killing!

snuff phone sexI went on a spree – a killing spree. It was Ash Wednesday and I was looking for whoever boasted the cross of ash on their forehead. Those were the ones I killed brutally…those were the ones that deserved it most. I’m not really sure what all that shit is for or what those ashes are even supposed to mean…I just used it as an excuse to slaughter people. I mean, who wouldn’t right? I don’t really ever need a reason to kill but I will do it gladly and happily in any bloody way I can think of. I was doing them all differently but leaving the same mark on their forehead so everyone that finds them, laying there bloodied and dead, trust me, those people definitely knew that I was on a hunt for more blood from those with that stupid cross. It didn’t matter to me if they were old or young, big or small, female or male, nothing mattered at all except seeing them dead…

Submissive Whore – A Poem

domination phone sexWhen being willing to submit,
And accept what you get,
Leads to desire,
And fans the fire,

When him using the whip,
To make the blood drip,
Makes your pussy gush,
And your heartbeat rush,

When feeling the pain,
From being hit with the cane,
Brings out the lust,
It’s all that you trust

When what you were made for.
When what you adore
Is just to be used
and completely abused

Being bound by leather belts,
So tight they bring up welts,
When being a submissive slave,
Is the life you that you crave,

When he pulls on your hair,
While you are bound to a chair,
You know you’re a slut,
You feel it in your gut.

He puts it deep in your ass,
You are fucked by a toy made of glass,
Not a drop of lubrication,
Still, you love the vibration.

You’ll never be a loving wife,
No, that’s simply not your life,
You are a subby whore,
Down deep within your core.

I love being cruel!

taboo phone sexYou ever just want to kill someone in the most brutal way you can think of? Try and get out that anger and that mean bone that runs so deep in you just for a moment? That’s what I want and need and that’s what I did and I plan to do again! I guess some might think what I did was horrible but what I did was highly satisfactory for me. He was so eager to come to my place, I guess he thought that he was gonna get some pussy but I had other plans. I led him on and convinced him to let me tie him up, then he was mine and there was nothing he could do about it!  I loved knowing he could smell his own flesh as I scorched him with a blow torch. I got soaking wet hearing his screams. I almost came when I saw the life leave his eyes. Nothing I loved more than putting someone into their place, miserably. Killing them off in the most brutal ways I can think of. Nothing but the more hardcore with me!

No Fun for the Slut

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Mardi Gras is supposed to be a fun time. People wear masks and get drunk. Not me. I was locked down in the basement as punishment for not asking permission to pee. My “foster” dad came down after he took his lil’ ones to the parade. He carried a bag full of beads. He must have collected them from the parade as they were all in green and purple. He threw me down on the floor and started choking me with the beads. I didn’t even have a chance for my mind to register what he was doing. My body started flaring around. I was in distressed. Finally when I was on the verge of passing out, he let go. He just stood over me and laughed as I tried to catch my breath. Before I could, he started kicking my chest several times. It hurt so bad and my screams were weak from the choking. He made sure to break a few ribs. Then has he was walking away, he threw the beads at my face and said that was all the fun I was going to have for today.

Take my Heart for V-Day.

snuff phone sexI saw the flash of steel and felt the burn of the blade as it entered my chest. I tried to scream but my lungs filled quickly with blood. “Love.” I gurgled. I did it all for love. Love and drugs.
I met you about a month ago. You were on a drugs and sex binge. I fell for your tall, dark charms. You were rich, married to a local socialite. You showered me with gifts and the very best drugs. The sex was mind-blowing. You were rough and violent, preferring punches to kisses, as you fucked me with long, hard strokes. Your 10 inch cock seemed to stay hard under the influence of the meth. You battered me internally with your ferocious need for more pussy. My asshole would bleed after you rammed your cock into it for hours. My tits were bruised from your hands squeezing them and pinching my nipples. My ravaged pussy leaked cum for days after a drug binge. I screamed out with orgasm after orgasm as you beat me without mercy, using me for a human punching bag. I lived for that moment when I felt your nuts tighten and your jaw grow taut as I made you cum one more time. You would scream with the force of it. “Oh God, I love you, Chels. Take my cum.”
Then it happened. Your rich wife found out. She showed up at my house with 2 of her “bodyguards.” They knocked the shit out of me and made me suck them off as she laughed. “Stay away from my man.” she growled. I laughed, too, licking the blood from my lips. “Fuck you.” I hissed.

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I told you about her and it was like fuel on a fire. You wanted more drugs and more sex. We crept around, fucking in cars, the park, and behind dumpsters. Your cock never went down and the sex became more violent. You’d choke the breath from me as you filled my pussy, your hands wrapped around my throat, calling out her name. I knew we had to end this before you or the drugs killed me.
It was Valentine’s Day and you were with me when the door flew open. Your wife and her goons busted in. They tied me to a chair. “I warned you, bitch. You didn’t listen.” She punched me in the face, then walked over to you, dropping to her knees and opening your fly. She pulled your hard cock out and twisted it cruelly. Walking back to me, she began to hit me, busting my face, knocking out my teeth. I looked over at you and saw you beating your hard cock. You had an evil look on your face, mesmerized by the blood and screams. I knew it was the end for me. You two were a pair of sick fuckers and I had been your toy all along.

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