Category: Strangulation phone sex

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

murder phone sex fantasiesWhat are your murder phone sex fantasies? With me as your accomplice, I bet I can make them seem so real that you cream your shorts. I am a sick bitch. I make the perfect accomplice because I have no remorse. I have no empathy and I have no fear. I do have caution, which you want. I know when, how and where to kill the intended victim. Victor needed help killing his ex-wife. She was draining him dry because she has all his dirty secrets in her head. He made the mistake of telling his one-time wife where all the bodies were buried, and she has been blackmailing him since. She is a trophy wife. Younger than him by 20 years. He knows now he should not have married her nor shared his dirty business secrets. He found me on a black ops site for underground killers. We discussed his case, decided on a price and then I planned her murder. I get off planning a kill. A lot goes into a murder for hire plan. The husband is always the first suspect, so he needed an airtight alibi and not a hint of a paper trail leading to a hit. Leave it to me. When it comes to killer phone sex, I am the best at what I do. I waited until he was out of town to execute her. I also waited until his brat was at a friend’s house. I made it look like a robbery and a sexual assault gone wrong. I fucked the little whore with my strap on but placed a rubber on it first so there would be no trace of rubber to suggest the killer was a woman. I wanted to disfigure her and sexually mutilate her, but that is a pattern of a personal kill, and that leads back to the ex-hubby. I strangled her with a man’s belt. I made sure it was a much bigger size than the husband, and not a designer brand that could be traceable to only a few select stores. Details matter when killing. I stole the jewelry, cash, and other valuables I could find. Left no DNA because I never do. I am as good if not better than Dexter Morgan. It has been a month since I killed his problem, and no arrest or even a lead yet. My client’s secrets died with his bitch ex-wife.  Who can we kill together?

Fuck my tight ass

Teen phone sex

I want you to own me and my tight ass. Let me make your teen phone sex fantasies cum true.

Turn my asshole inside out and make me beg for your cum load. I want you to choke me out and make me gasp for air, then do it all over again till I’m blue in the face. It’s time daddy shows me he owns me and will drain his cock in my tight ass.

Make me cry and smear my makeup with tears and cum. Paint my face while you fist my asshole. You can do whatever you need to do to get off and make me your stupid cum rag. I know you love that I’m a little bimbo. It makes your cock even harder when I’m so high and doing all kinds of stupid things for your attention and your cock. Make me beg you and worship your fat yummy cock. Show me you will do whatever you want, even if it means you will hurt me till you get to nut all over my whore body. Pull my whore tits during your thrust your fat cock in me.

Strangulation Phone Sex Fantasy

strangulation phone sexDo you have strangulation phone sex fantasies? My Tinder date did. He was one of the hottest men I have ever seen on Tinder too. It was such a shame. He is married and lives in the next county, so we agreed to meet at a no tell motel on the outskirts of town. It is a seedy rent by the hour sort of place. I knew it was a gross hotel with a bad reputation, but I was not going there by myself or to do drugs. I just wanted a big married cock. He was even better looking in person. Older with salt and pepper hair, plus impeccably dressed. He certainly stood out at this dive hotel. We fucked for an hour. It was a hot fuck too. Big dick and he knew how to use it. I struck gold, until I realized he was a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde type after he came. I thought he was reaching down to grab his pants because he had to leave. He pulled his belt off his pants and before I realized why, it was too late. His belt was around my neck as I laid face down on the bed. He was strong. He pulled tightly, strangling me. He was sitting on my back, so I could not get away. I was fading fast. I was just not strong enough for him. He said he was going to make it look like I hung myself in this dirty no tell motel. I was trying to get my fingers between the belt and my neck, but I could not. I passed out, lost consciousness and he snuffed me out. He fucked me, then killed me like a female praying mantis does to her male mates. Then he had sex with my dead body. Sex with dead bodies was his thing all along, and he lured me like a dumb bimbo to my death.

Killer Fantasies

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Sometimes when I get calls, you guys aren’t exactly sure what you’re in the mood for, but you want something really kinky. I always love necrophilia phone sex role plays. I had an idea for a role play the other day and I think it’ll be really fucking hot.  We meet on a dating app and bond over our mutual love of true crime. After having dinner for the first time, I end up back at your place to watch the latest crime documentary. Of course, we end up making out and things start getting pretty spicy.

As you’re eating my pussy, you raise your head up and tell me to talk to you about me being a dead body and you coming back to where you dumped me to go down on me. Licking my dead cunt would make your dick really hard, wouldn’t it baby? And then you’d have to put my ankles on your shoulders and slide that hard cock deep inside me. I bet you’d be so excited that it wouldn’t take you very long to cum. But that’s okay because once I’m dead, I’m not the kind of partner who will tell you no when you’re ready to fuck again. 

Lil’ Teen rape porn Accomplice

teen rape pornYour a sick and fucked up teen rape porn addict. You have your cock out at all times of the night waiting and watching for a sweet little bitch to get forced and beat on the screen. You drool and get hard when your little neighbors go outside and talk with their friends. Look at all of them trying to look like street whores in those tiny clothes and make-up. They are asking for it. I agree as you look out your window and describe every one of them in sexy and seductive detail. I lay back and spread my legs and began to play with my own cunny. Each girl I tell you in full detail how I want her on your bedroom floor. Choke collars and my pussy riding teen whore faces as you punish young pussy! I add a little strangulation as you throat fuck the youngest one. All I want to do is live out your snuff porn dreams as I record each girl being killed as you fuck her to death with my help! I’ll be your sweet and evil little accomplice as we make you cum in each tight pink hole!snuff porn

Abuse Sex With My Tinder Date!

Sadistic Phone Sex

Last night I had the urge to get choked so I invited a guy over from Tinder to do just that! It’s kind of hard finding guys who want to do all the wild kinky things I want to while fucking online. The guy I found was hot and into using me like a little fuck puppet. When he came over instantly he kissed me hard and slapped me even harder, I smiled knowing that I would finally get abused and fucked at the same time. I started taking off my clothes and I couldn’t have been any wetter for his punishment. His cock was huge and so fucking hard, He wrapped his hands around my throat as he fucked my cunt and it was the best feeling ever. He pounded into me and tightened his grip so I started seeing stars, I couldn’t breathe at all which made me squirt all over his cock. Everything went black and when I woke up my cunt was filled with cum and my body covered in bruises.

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies for Mommy

Killer phone sex fantasies are my bread and butter. Every day, some one wants to snuff out his slutty mommy whore. I am the obvious choice on this site for milf snuff fantasies. I am mature. I am a mommy. And I am a whore. When he told me his rape fantasy for his mother, I got wet. Wetter than I have been in a long time. Unlike my boys, Ted never got to bang his mother. She banged everyone else but him, his friends included. She laughed at her son once when she caught him jacking off with her panties. She told him he was better suited to wear her panties than to cum in them. She told her own son he was a sissy boy with a clit stick and would never fuck her. Of course, he is going to have rape phone sex fantasies for his mother after that. He watched her fuck his friends and grew angrier by the day. He is in his thirties now, but still has that fantasy for mommy, so I told him I was game to explore it with him. It was a darker mommy rape fantasy than I usually get. Mommy was in the kitchen cooking when her son came home. Still a horny teen boy, he hugged his mommy, and she felt his hard cock pressing against her. She laughed, called him a pervert and sent him to his room. His rage snapped and he choked her. Choked her so hard that he killed her. Mommy’s lifeless body was on the kitchen floor. Now was his chance to fuck her. As her lifeless body was laying on the floor, he fucked her dead holes. She was dead, but her cunt and ass were still warm. He ravaged her dead cunt, cumming inside her. He panicked. His DNA was all over his cock teasing mommy. He grabbed a shovel, shoved her body in the car and buried her in a field. It was a hot and dark roleplay phone sex fantasy.

Your Taboo Phone Sex Whore

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I am your taboo phone sex whore. I am here for your dark fantasies. Some of you just like to abuse a girl or give her a hardcore ass fucking. Yet, many of you have those extreme fantasies of death. I get into those too. I am a sexy switch. I can help you kill, or I can be killed. I enjoy both. Last night, I was the victim in a hot rape fantasy. I was at the club dancing when a guy gets the VIP room. I crawled to him in a leather BDSM outfit and a dog collar. I got scared when he put a chair under the door handle to prevent it from turning. I was doing my best to not think about his plans for me and give him a sexy lap dance. As I was grinding my ass on his cock like a dirty cock tease, he put his hand around my throat. Many guys do, but this guy started strangling me. Choking me until I could not breathe.  As I was fighting him, he pulled my thong to the side and shoved his dick in my ass like I was his personal ass rape porn star. He shoved his dick in raw, force fucking me in the club. I was fighting the entire time. This was supposed to be a lap dance not a rape fantasy. His dick was really fat, which hurt my pretty puckered asshole. He was forcing his cock in my ass while strangling me. I tried to elbow him in the gut, and he tossed me across the room like I was a rag doll. He stood up and kicked me several times in the stomach. I would get up on my knees and he would slam me back down with his foot. He pissed and spit on me like a disposal piece of trash. The money he gave me, he took back. He tossed one dollar bill on the floor and said that was all I was worth. I was on the floor battered, bruised with an ass full of cum. I had a big purple ring around my neck too. I was lucky to be alive.

A Strangulation You’ll Never Remember

Strangulation phone sex

 

“The fifth back alley strangulation in as many months.  Authorities have no leads and aren’t sure if the crimes are connected.”  I love that last line.  Those chumps are fucking clueless, of course they’re connected!  And until they get their heads out of each other’s asses and start doing some real detective work, they’ll never figure out that the unknown connection they’re looking for is me.

Want to know my secret?  Let’s just say that no one can withstand the Devil’s Breath.  A little whiff is all it takes to make a slave out of any unsuspecting soul and once I have them in a most impressionable state, I make them do whatever I want.  I might have them stalk a group of drunk party chicks all night long just to make them feel real uncomfortable, or maybe even kidnap those dumb cunts to lock up in my basement for an extended blood and cum filled stay at my place.  Whatever my malicious mind can manifest those zombified zonks will make happen without a second thought.  Without any thought at all, actually.

So getting my gory golem to choke the life out of whatever random victim I choose is as easy as finding a mark and waiting for just the right moment to lure them into a dark alley.  They never suspect that the darling blonde with the charming smile who just “accidentally” bumped into them and spilled their drink or knocked their phone out of their hand had been orchestrating their final demise in the moments before our “spontaneous” meeting.

The expressions on their faces in the final seconds of their existence are pure bliss.  Fear, confusion, panic then resignation is usually how it goes, but my absolute favorite is the look of realization that spreads across their face right after those drugged digits wrap around their throats and start squeezing with all of their strength.  The moment they know they’ve just fallen into my twisted trap and are about to die, the look they give me is worth more than all of the gold in the world.

When I’m satisfied with my dirty work I tell the clueless killer to fuck off and go get drunk at a biker bar across town.  If I’m lucky, once they step foot in there no one will ever see them again.  It doesn’t matter to me either way.  Using Devil’s Breath is the perfect way to execute my sneaky scheme to stifle all of the stupid life I can while I exist in this realm.  Those cops will never catch me.  I mean, do you really think I’ve only done it five times?

 

Violent Vixen

Violent phone sex

 

My crazy, fucked up life has turned me into some sort of cruelty craving creep who needs things like violent phone sex and tortuting some helpless, kidnapped cunt to get off.  I’m an obvious product of my environment, years of being endlessly raped and abused at the hands of those who are supposed to protect you will kill you.  Sometimes though, a brutalized body hasn’t caught up with the soul quite yet leaving an empty shell of a person, completely dead inside roaming the earth looking for a purpose, for satisfaction, for love.

I’ve found my calling.  My purpose is pain, sadism is my satisfaction and, as for love, well lacing and lashing an unlucky victim is the closest thing to love I’ll ever know.  Guys, girls, everyone is a target for my learned hatred.  All the disgusting pigs clomping around with a spark for life in their eye and an obvious lack of circular cigarette burns and razor thin scars on their limbs need to be shown that there really isn’t anything worth living for.  I’m the monster who needs to show them.

Whether I participate or orchestrate in the depravity is simply up to how I’m feeling in the moment, but one thing is surely for certain…  If Willow wants you, Willow gets you and I won’t be happy until the light of your soul shining in your eyes has faded completely.  Your husk might survive, but your spirit will be broken for good.  Just like me.