Do you have murder phone sex fantasies? Maybe you discovered this by accident when you were watching a true crime show and your dick got hard. What method of murder was it that make your cock stand up and take notice? Maybe a nice manual strangulation? Those are always up close and personal and I like that. Perhaps you were watching a stabbing that the detective on the show describe as “massive overkill”. Was that the super violent thing that made you have to take your cock out of your pants so you could starting stroking it nice and hard? Ohhh it would be so much fun to do a murder role play fantasy with you. Is it just gonna be homicide or do you’ll combine it for that classic non consent/murder fantasy combo? Just think about it for a few minutes and then pick up your phone and give me a call. I can’t wait to hear what creative way to take my life you have in mind. Do you think you will be done with my body once I’m dead? Or do you have a few other things you want to do to me? I can’t wait to hear everything!
Category: Suffocation phone sex
Cut My Air Off
The intense joy of strangulation phone sex is often misunderstood. It’s not necessarily that I want to die. It’s the amazing high you start to feel when there is no air coming into your lungs. Combined with an intense arousal. The brain is such a funny thing sometimes instead of feeling pain it tries to hide it from you. I imagine my lungs suffer when I cut off the air supplies but I love the floaty feeling when they don’t get their oxygen fix. It’s worth all the discomfort when that high over takes my system. Wrapped that hand firmly around my neck, or slid a noose around my delicate neck and pull it tight. Sever my air supply and be the deciding factor on when and if I get it back.
Ass Rape Porn While Snowed In
You know what you do in a winter storm? You make ass rape porn with your evil stepson. My stepson and I have a love hate relationship. I love the coke he gives me. He hates my body but loves to abuse it. We were snowed in this week. My sons were with their grandma for a few days and my husband was out of town for business. My husband thinks my stepson will take care of me. He wanted his son to help shovel snow and stuff. Instead, he tied me up so he could fuck my ass for days. He lets me go to the bathroom and eat, but the rest of the time its anal torture sex for me. He was filming it through a live stream. Guys were paying money to see him fuck my ass brutally. He punched my face several times too. And let’s not forget he abused my pee hole. Not with a sounding device though. He used big objects then his cock. He fucked my pee hole, and I could hear the bitcoins going off because his viewers enjoyed what they saw. He put a plastic bag over my head as he ravaged my holes. I was suffocating but he kept fucking my ass and my pussy. The more I struggled, the more dings I heard from guys watching at home. They were making a donation to see my stepson brutalize my mommy holes. He will never kill me. He will get close, but I am his money making mommy whore. He gets me high, brutalizes me, but he gives me coke. I know he loves me.
Evil Phone Sex Torture Chamber
I’ve been in this torture chamber for a long time now. There has been no concept of time for me for a while, so I really have no idea how long it’s been. It started when I was a sweet, unassuming waitress in a diner and this guy kept coming in and sitting in my section. He sweet-talked me and eventually, I felt like I knew him well enough to go over to his house to hang out with him. That turned out to be a big mistake, because as soon as I started drinking the drink he gave me, I knew that he’d drugged me.
I woke up in a dungeon and it wasn’t one of those sexy ones that are trendy now. I saw him walking toward me with nipple clamps and he put them on me and they were so tight it made me cry and I saw blood trickle down my tit. It was then that I realized my legs were strapped down and I was spread-eagle and couldn’t move. He took a clamp and put it on my clit and it made me scream. But as he told me, nobody could hear me. That was just the very beginning of what he did to me. If you want to hear more, call me for evil phone sex!
Violent Phone Sex Fantasies for Mommy
All my son has for his mommy are violent phone sex fantasies. But they never stay fantasies. He needs his mommy whore to make money. I never mind because he gives me coke. So, I get beat up. So, my asshole prolapses. So, I change colors. I get my coke. Last night, we did a live sex show. Less sex, and more torture. My son is ingenious. He has this podcast system set up with viewers who pay through Bitcoins to watch him do things to his old druggy whore mother. I am not the most attractive woman anymore. I am a skeleton of my former self. Just saggy skin on bones with big fake tits. I look like an 80s trailer park whore. Pancake make-up tries to hide faded bruises and age. My son lets me get high before I must perform for him. I need that coke for the torture sex. He beats me first, so I start turning his favorite colors black and blue and purple. My tits get tied up better than a side of beef. He goes Mike Tyson on my old fun bags too. Last night, he broke one of my saline bags. He choked me leaving a pretty purple mark around my neck. He put a plastic bag over my head to suffocate me too. The worst, however, was when he prolapsed my asshole, put a zip tie around it and fucked my ass from the outside in. That was followed by fisting my pee hole. I know you might think my son hates me, but he does not. He loves me. He needs me. I am his moneymaker. The dings of Bitcoin payments were off the charts last night. I made him more money than ever. Sure, I am battered and sore today, and I am changing colors, but I got coke and earned my son lots of money.
Breathing Is Overrated
Some people don’t understand the pleasure of pain or the intensity of that first breath after being denied the right to breathe!
Imagine the first time your cock was completely consumed by the warmest, wettest, tightest pussy. Remember that feeling as your thick hard cock started to ease t’s way in and then slowly pull out, pumping that pussy over and over.
Remember that tight cunt squeezing your cock and stroking every inch of you as you fucked it!
Remember how it felt when you knew you were going to burst wide open and there was no holding back and then there you were, still inside that slippery wet fuck hole and your cock melts in the perfect sensation of your cum inside all of her sweet wet pussy.
Now imagine not having it!
It is there, around you every day, just out of reach!
Being choked and suffocated is even more intense!
Feeling your cock fucking me, your hands around my throat, my body giving into you completely!
The sensation of you inside my is more intense, more erotic and I can feel every vein, every ripple like a blind person, my senses are heightened and then….
As we cum together and you release your hold on my delicate bruised neck, that first breath forces my body back to life, giving unstoppable exertion to the most amazing mind altering orgasm.
My bruises are barely noticeable and I am craving your skin even more than before. I can’t breathe with out you.
When fantasy becomes reality
I imagine your voice in my ear as I start to rub my tight pussy. I indulge in some fantasy phone sex for a bit. Your deep voice plays in my head as you tell me to insert my fingers into my snatch and then suck them clean. I moan as soon as my wetness hits my tongue and I go back for more. As my fingers reach their destination I feel a hand grab my wrist and your voice for real telling me that you didn’t say that I could have more. My eyes fly open and I can’t help but gush at the sight of you standing by my bed in your naval uniform. I see that your cock has risen to the occasion and lick my lips watching you take it out and stroke it a little. You grab my head and force your cock all the way in enjoying hearing me struggle to breathe. You tell me that you have thought about this for a while but that it was so much better in person. You lower your pants and jam that cock into my cunt and start squeezing and biting my tits while you pump away. I can tell that you are getting close to exploding and beg you to pull out but you just laugh in my face and cum deep in my fertile pussy. You leave a short time later and 3 weeks later I am holding a positive pregnancy test trying to decide what to do.
Carve Into Me Sadistic Phone Sex
I had the absolute best sadistic phone sex dream the other night and I would really love to tell you all about it. When I woke up on a table tied down, I freaked out, but I couldn’t scream. I had a ball gag in my mouth and there was no way I could make a sound. I looked over and saw a man that I’d never seen before and he was just sitting there staring at me in a really creepy way. Next to him was a big saw and the sight of it made me almost piss myself. It was huge and it terrified me.
He turned it on and walked toward me and I was squirming to try to get away but there was no way I could. He never said a word, but he just took the saw and pressed it up against my arm, right at the shoulder and he started to saw my arm off. It was a pain I couldn’t even begin to describe. But then, he walked down to my legs that were tied apart and started shoving my sawed-off arm right into my cunt. That’s when I woke up, but maybe we can talk more about what he probably did to me when you give me a call!
Snuff Whore For Snuff Sex
If you know me at all, you know that I’m quite the dirty little snuff whore for snuff sex. There’s just something so satisfying about it. Sometimes I do like the submissive nature of it and I like it when the life is drained right out of me. But even more than that, I love it when I get calls from pervs who want me to be their accomplice. Do you know how much fun it is to talk about exactly how we’d pluck a girl in broad daylight? We will discuss what we’d do to her once we got her home. You might be curious about what it will be. Spoiler alert: it’s not going to end well for her. See, in my devious fantasy, we’re going to do things to her that we don’t want anyone else to know about. Things that hurt. Things that will make her cry out and beg for us to stop. And if we let her go after that, she’s going to run straight to someone she trusts and tell them everything. So, my partner in crime and I have to do away with her. I’m not sure what we’ll do to her yet, though. Maybe you can call and help me figure it out!
I just want to strangle you
I just had a call for strangulation phone sex. He wanted to know how long my neck was and if I had even been choked before. I answered that my neck was 4 inches and that I liked to be choked during sex. He chuckled kind of darkly and said that they would some of both. He had me come and sit down in a chair that he had prepared in the middle of the room. I did as I was told and he tied my body to the chair. He then placed a ball gag into my mouth so that I couldn’t start screaming for help. He stepped behind me and I could hear him making some noise and I was curious and also a little scared. I felt his hands gently come around my neck and caress it for a few minutes before he placed his arm around my neck and start squeezing. I was trying to thrash some as I began to see black spots but he didn’t let up. My vision was darkening when he let go finally. I was breathing pretty heavy and crying when he told me to get as much air as I could in this small amount of time. He then brought a noose down from the rafters above and placed it around my neck. As he was pulling the other end of the rope to tighten the noose he removed my gag telling me that he wanted to hear me struggle for air as it turned him on. As the rope got tighter I started choking and gagging. My face was burning and I was crying. He finally just tied the rope off and let me hang there for a few minutes before he came over, cut my clothes off and fucked me until he came. He then caressed my face and said that I had served my purpose and he walked away and turned the light off as I sat there hanging.