Category: Snuff phone sex

Killer Phone Sex exclusive this Nigger Bitch Cunt must die!

Killer phone sex

 

What were my captors  going to do to me now? The gates were closing and I saw them walk away. I heard the growling of the canines and I turned around to see the Doberman’s almost too late. They pounced on me like a tiger to it’s prey and soon my flesh was being eaten by these ferocious beasts. I yelled and screamed but there was nothing anyone could do. As the flesh was ripped from my body I thought of all the things I wanted to do before this had happened to me. I was certainly going to kill that crack addict husband  of mine but ,what did it matter now? He was going to hell for what he had done but I was going to. The needles that were pinched into my pussy were numb now not to mention the little one that they sent into me to suck and fuck had been turned out into the street. Gladly no doubt to feed a heroin addiction. It was my guess that he was going to bring this gang a lot of money or be killed. I was past that point of my life and I needed so much more than that. I wanted death but it would not come. It was just going to have to wait. I was trying to sing to fill my lungs with air but the blood that filled them was increasing and these canines that were eating at my flesh were certainly going to take my life now. 

     I remember them putting the blood on me just laughing as they taunted me. Crack Addict whore is what I heard. Fucking Nigger was another slant. It wasn’t’ that I was going to die I knew that I had to die.  I had met my end with the countless rifts of cocks that had flooded my hole or the baby that was conceived.How long ago? I was standing with my daughter now with the blood all over me, they  would not let me  live. And if my daughter were to survive what would happen to her?. I kissed her closely and waited I tried to throw her away from the wrath, but  it was not to be. Would death be any better? Would death be better for either of us? Slamming her against the wall and breaking her neck would be her chance of peace. I thought of seeing her in heaven again. When the canines came and my eyes closed I felt one humping my cunt but it was too late it was always too late to know. I heard my baby scream and then darkness was all there was.

Finally

I knew you had been watching me for a long time. You call my house constantly and hang up the phone. All times of the day and night. You send me letters with no return address and the handwriting is scrawled like a maniac. The police haven’t done shit to help me, and I walk around scared all the time. Last week, there was even a note on my car. It said you were watching. I had no doubt that you were.

I got an alarm system for my house, and started carrying pepper spray. Everywhere I went, I checked behind me to see if you were there. I rarely went anywhere at night because the dark just seemed more scary, knowing you could be lurking anywhere. You emailed me pictures of myself from everywhere – the grocery store, the park when I jog, and it was never ending. You had me acting like a scared little mouse, just waiting for the cat to pounce.

snuff phone sex stephanie
Last night I had to go visit a friend at the hospital. I was there much longer than I thought I would be and I had to walk back to my car alone in the dark. My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. The parking lot was quiet, and I just kept thinking about you and if you were watching me. I was almost to my car and remembered my pepper spray was in my purse. As I went to reach for it, you came out of nowhere and grabbed me. I could smell sweat and leather and you had a grip on me that I couldn’t break free of.

You shoved me against my car, ripping my blouse open, and I could feel my tits against the outside of the cold window. You had been there waiting all along. Your months of patience had finally paid off. You had me alone, and in the dark, and now I would become your prey. As I felt your cock enter my pussy, and your hands go around my throat, I knew that I wouldn’t make it out alive. You tightened your grip, and the last thing I remember is feeling your hot cum shoot inside of me… then it all went black.

Layla’s Last Moments

Torture phone sex

 

Blood drenched from every area of my body I knew I was going to die and it wasn’t like heaven had a open door for me with the life I had lived. But I couldn’t help it I loved that crack addict husband and if this was to be the end then I was glad for a little while at least that I had lived it fighting off these assholes that were violating my ass every time they had a chance. Come to think of it I don’t know if it was the lack of oxygen from the rope wrapped around my neck or just the will that had gotten me so over the edge that I just wanted my neck to break. To hear the snap would be the best thing in the world for me before my eyes closed I was say my prayers but there was none to say. They had used razors and needles on my skin and now they were cutting me up again with glass. I knew the next thing would be the beer and bottles and things that they were going to throw at me. It was the piss showers that were better. I could take all of that but to be ripped open by another gang member I don’t know if I could take it.

 

      They had said amongst themselves that I was going to be taken to another location to earn my keep and I knew whatever plan they had in store for me was going to be worse than what I had endured already. It was hot and sweet to think that my love for a no account asshole is what had got me here and it was just as cruel to think that this was not going to be the end of me. I needed to try to live for the little one they had just brought in but I couldn’t. I was on my way out and I knew it was only a matter of time before my rotten corpse would be in some alley or street. As they forced fed me I felt the drool or glue lining my lips and the way they had the smiles on their lips let me know they had something in store for me that I couldn’t control. The thing that bothered me the most was the fact that I didn’t think things were going to get any worse boy was I wrong. The glue was placed on my lips and then the duck tape. Placing one hand firmly on my head and the other behind my neck he pulled with such force that my body shook. Then my neck snapped and then …..

Fuckpig Slaughter

There they were, hanging from the pipes in the ceiling like fuckpigs waiting to be slaughtered. I had seen it before. I knew what was coming. I sat quietly in my cell, no chains needed anymore, you knew I wasn’t about to try to escape. These stupid girls were about to find out what happens when someone tries. I watched you across the room, sharpening your blade. The sound of it scraping metal on metal against the sharpener made my teeth chatter.

snuff phone sex taylor
The girls were hogtied and swinging back and forth as they tried to scream. Every once in awhile they caught a glimpse of you preparing the blade. I could see the pure terror in their eyes. I knew you loved seeing it too. They still had that glimmer of hope, hell, some of them you hadn’t even tortured yet. They were hoping you were just trying to scare them. Little did they know, you were only keeping the ones, like me, too scared to try to leave. I watched as you approached them. Their naked bodies hanging at face level to yours.

The blade picked up the glow of the only lights in basement. The first girl began screaming as you sank the blade straight into her throat. Her scream was caught off like someone turning off a radio. Blood spurted out in an arc about 5 feet from where she hung. I saw another of them faint. That wouldn’t save her either. You would wake her up for her turn. You loved practicing your techniques, and you were using your favorite blade. You raised it to the second girl and stuck it straight up through her back. With one swift yank upwards, her guts spilled onto the floor. She never made a sound, and those are the ones that scared me the most. I continued to watch as you slaughtered the fuckpig whores, one by one, and curled up in my dirt bed, promising myself I would never disobey you.

Babysitter Phone Sex with Venus: Don’t Fuck with an Evil Babysitter

babysitter phone sex bloody knife

Against my better judgment, I answered an ad for a babysitter. I needed some extra cash, and although I detest most rugrats, I thought I could endure some spoiled brats for the right price. The ad I answered was too good to be true. I’m not a dumb blonde, so when anything sounds too perfect, I bring my knife collection as a safety precaution. Beautiful mansion on several acres in the middle of nowhere. Red flag #1. Picture perfect family red flag #2. Paid me in advance and very well red flag #3. When the parents left, I had my eyes and ears open as I was pretty sure I was watching the devil’s spawn.

I’m not your typical babysitter. Fuck, I’m not your typical anything. So, I roofied the brats with their warm milk. Once they were knocked out, I went snooping to find anything to alert me to the dangers that likely lurked within those walls. Being an evil bitch with a penchant  for sadism, I knew what to look for- trap doors, false walls and the like. In the basement, I found it. A hidden door that led to a room of horrors. Young dead girls hanging from meat hooks in various stages of decay. Some I recognized as missing persons in my neighborhood. Red flag #4 dead babysitters in the basement.

Don’t fuck with the babysitter is my motto. I went upstairs, pulled the devil’s spawn out of their beds and tied them to the dining room chairs. Laid out my massive knife collection on the table in full few. Got some cold water and threw it in their little cherub faces to wake them the fuck up. Then I demanded answers. With knives to their throats they admitted their parents like to do naughty things to their babysitters. Each week a new babysitter arrives but never leaves. Daddy likes to force himself on young girls while mommy watches, then they snuff the girl out so she can’t tell. No one fucks with Venus unless Venus wants to be fucked. They hired the WRONG babysitter this time.

rape phone sex fantasies bloody sexI’m not above killing little ones, especially if they have evil parents. Chances are they have the devil gene in them too. I waited for ma and pa to return home. When they walked in the front door and saw their babies tied up, I clocked them over the head with a baseball bat. They woke up tied to a chair just like their brats. All four of them spread eagle, tied to chairs as I circled around them like a vulture. I looked at the parents and explained to them that I discovered their dirty little secret in the basement, and how their brats filled in the gaps. Then without warning, I butchered the demon seeds in front of their parents. 50 whacks at least to those brats. Blood spewed in the face of their parents; their little bodies thrashing about  violently; I could hear them gurgling on their blood…. Parents were mortified, in shock, screaming. I took the knife and fucked mommy’s cunt with it. Big ass blade pierced through her pussy slicing her internal organs. I chopped daddy’s dick clear off and shoved it down his wife’s mouth. “Now you won’t violate any more babysitters or birth anymore demon seeds that could inherit you evil genes,” I said. I licked the blood off my crimson red knife. I was so turned on by all the blood.

They were going into shock, bleeding out everywhere. I called 911 and left confident they wouldn’t turn me in. Giving me up as the sadistic bitch that killed their little ones and mutilated their sex organs, would reveal them as babysitter killers. They can keep on violating young girls if they want, but the cycle of evil ends with them. Oh wait, daddy has no dick no more.  He can’t even violate his hand.

Don’t fuck with the babysitter.

Layla’s Rape Phone sex Fantasy

snuff phone sex layla

   It was the end, I knew it That Bitch ass husband was going to pay! For involving me in his Rape Phone Sex Fantasies  But how! I was dragged and chained down here and there was no one that would hear me scream. My blood was running cold as I saw the gang standing there. Laughing as usual I was going to be sure that it was not the end for them or for me! Taking the chain in his hand he began to swing it from side to side. I closed my eyes and waited for the blood to fly on his shirt from the force of the blow. He would lick and taste it and then hit me again. I was sure he would not stop until the 50th blow and maybe even not then. The barbed wire was coming and I was going to have to brace myself with my legs apart for the thrust to my pussy. I looked at the many scars that were trying to heal but never would. Positioned behind me was the newest member of the gang. He was already turning into a vicious little Creighton much like his older brothers!

 

      At night when the others were asleep,  I would think I could convince him to let me go. But he was having too much fun breaking glass bottles and shoving them in my cunt! He would then kneel down and taste the blood and pull down his pants turn me over and spread my cheeks driving his meat handle deep within my ass. He would laugh when he was done and kick my mouth and pee on me like always. Urine was the bitter taste that kept me alive here because I would have to open my mouth and drink it. Not theirs I would spit that out but my own. Sometimes I would try to fight back and tear at the skin on their faces with my dirty dingy nails but it was no use. Each day I grew weaker from fighting and just lay there while for hours while they tortured my little hole. One day I didn’t hear it coming my neck snapped and my eyes closed.

 

Withered Hole Layla

Snuff Phone Sex Layla

          My pussy was so sore  and bloody  and I didn’t  think  that I could go on. Each crack addict and HIV carrier had to be in the room, but these bastards didn’t  care as long as I paid off the debt of a coward. He had left me on loan to these assholes and I had no idea what was going to happen to me. I just wanted it to end fast, but I knew that was not to be. I was going to be fucked and hard and the guys in the room were going to take turns cutting me with the rusty blades. It was shocking to think that the end of my life would be at such a deathly hand. My husband had given my soul to these assholes and there was no way I was getting it back!

         One of the gang members prepared the knife and I felt the  tear of my skin and break in my flesh causing my head to bounce upward. I was pushed back down and a cock was entered into my pussy. I was numb to the entry way of hell that had become my life. I wanted death and although I felt my pussy being stretched again, and the sound of three men behind me thrusting into me. I knew that they would prolong my death because I had a debt to repay! My tits set on the nightstand in a bowl full of ice that these assholes had preserved as a trophy prize! They cut them off the first night I was here! The dingy bandages that were on my chest stuck to my skin from the dry blood and smelled like rotten flesh. I had begun to spit up large chunks of deep -rooted bloody phlegm and my shit was like water. I knew it would not be long now as I felt another cock in my ass and my eyes shut.

Killer Deal

snuff phone sex

 

      It had been weeks since I had been put in this bloody hole.  The trucker that had picked me up on the side of the road had hired other girls to enjoy and fuck me. My tiny cunt was now an over-sized mass of guts and blood and one that I did not recognize anymore. My asshole lay open and a shunt knife filled the opening. It was hard to see because of the beating my face had taken. I struggled to see him standing there and was trying to get the ties off my hands. Each time I tried, the wincing pain in my shoulder would start and I knew my shoulder was dislocated. Maggots hung on  the bodies that were decomposing and much of the shit that lay on the outside of them I was forced to eat. Why had I decided to try to trick this man? I was here to study and yet the cocaine powder was too strong of an addiction to quit. My parents had warned me many times to stay away from stranger’s but, I didn’t listen. I had asked for this when I flirted with him and stole his wallet to pay for my habit.

      He was making me pay for the lie  of betrayal and flirtation. I knew for most of the night the razors that hit my skin would be for the punishment of what I had done to him. The noise of a leaky faucet near cleared my senses and I began to see the redness of blood that dripped from the corpse that lay above. My tits were sliced open and the light of darkness that held my fate cast its glow on my head. I knew I was going to die, but I would suffer more for what I had done. I felt the tinge of the hook against my pussy lips and my womb spread open by the tip of his cock. I had made a pact with death to deal with me but I knew it was not to be, After all, I was here to learn a lesson or so I thought….

 

Your Blade

You always make me strip in front of you. The camera rolling as usual, Sir. You and your snuff movie fetish has become an unquenchable addiction, and I am the only girl who can handle the pain. Not only can I handle it, I long for it. You bought a new knife. I see it gleaming from the bedside table. Its short but sharp, and looks like it could gut a deer in a matter of moments. I knew it was a new gift for me, and would be used to spill my insides for your camera.

snuff phone sex stephanie
You never cut me yourself – you make me do it.  You make me mutilate my own body. You tell me I should be ashamed of how beautiful men think I am and that I need to deform myself so that men stop staring. I know you are right, and I ask your permission to pick up the knife. Of course you make me beg, and I do, because I need the pain.  I take the blade and follow your instructions to pierce my nipples, one at a time, slowly so they bleed down my bare stomach.

You look on calmly, cock rising with every poke of the blade into my tender breasts.  The pain sears through me like fire as the blade slices right under my nipple and severs all the womanly glands inside. I start to sweat from the pain and my heart races like a little bunny, knowing I am nothing but a toy to you. Then I take the blade to my other nipple, and do the same. They hang there, a bloody mess, and you begin to stroke your cock. I stick my chest out to show the camera and I know you are proud of me.

snuff movie stephanie
I withdraw the blade and you point to my pussy and I know what I have to do. I take it down between my legs and begin to stick it straight up my pussy. You smile, and I love it. It is so sharp, it slices both sides of my tight cunt as it enters and and fresh red blood pours down my legs onto the floor. I fuck myself with the knife, and each stroke makes me more and more dizzy with pain and ecstasy. I pull it forward and cut my clit in two. Blood spurts out onto your leg, and you laugh – the video has captured it all. It won’t be long before my vision starts to blur… and we still have so much to do….   

Pain Addict

Ever since i met you, I’ve found an addiction in what you do that I have never experienced before. Your abuse and mutilation and complete domination of my body is the only thing that gets my pussy wet. I am so sick of the pussies who whistle at me on the street. Of course they want to fuck me – but they don’t know how to inflict the pain I need to be a happy little pain slut. Thats why I have to visit you regularly and beg for you to give me what I need.

snuff phone sex stephanie
Your equipment overflows from every corner of your basement and you have a no limits policy – thats what I am all about. You never ask – you just take. Clamping my nipples until they fall off, spanking my ass so hard that I bite my tongue until it bleeds all over the table. You always take me right to the brink of what my body can handle, and then just a little further. You have a way of making me beg for my life that no one else has. Your hands are strong and cold and evil. Your voice growls commands and I do anything and everything you say.

My pussy aches for your attention, and you make sure my hands are kept away from it with bars and ropes so that I can;t pleasure myself. My pussy belongs to you. My whole worthless whore body belongs to you. Take it and beat me senseless while you feel your cock throb in your pants. Use my blood as the lube you need to finally penetrate me before you choke me out. You are my one and only Master and you are my sweet addiction.