Category: Taboo phone sex

Nothing But Snuff Movies for Hours

snuff moviesHe made me watch snuff movies with him for hours. I was tied up with a ball gag in my mouth. Naked of course. My tits were hog tied. He was masturbating, and I was praying it would be over soon. He told me I needed more slave training because I was an “unruly snatch.” He kept telling me if I didn’t learn some manners and some obedience, I was going to end up like the whores in the movie: dead. Sometimes, I wish I was dead. I should be dead. I acted like I was watching intently because my life depended on it. He was smoking a cigar while jacking off at bloody torture sex videos. The moment he saw my eyes get heavy, he put the stogie out on my left tit. “Wake up bitch and pay attention,” he screamed at me. I had been tied to that chair for over 10 hours. I was tired. I was sitting in my own piss. For a moment, I thought death would be release. I tried apologizing, but he didn’t want to hear excuses. He invited friends over, who took turns force fucking my holes before pissing on me like dogs marking their territory. After they were done cumming all over me, I was their punching bag. He made it clear if I winched or cried, I would get it worse. I would be killed, chopped up and fed to the dogs. I am a good bitch. I took it like a pro, so you can abuse me next.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

murder phone sex fantasies Murder phone sex fantasies are rampant in my sick mind. Seriously, I meet more people I want to kill than I want to fuck. My callers only feed my killer fantasies. This may be the wrong profession for a Goth chick with murder on the mind. I was watching some insipid Disney film with a caller early last week. He likes young girls. He wanted me to castrate his pervert cock for liking young girls. They way I see it, those little Disney princesses are cock teases. The world needs less of those, not more. After watching Disney cock teases, I went hunting. This was a solo hunt sadly. When young girls are the target of my rage, I prefer a male accomplice. Someone who can enjoy their little fuck holes first. That way none of the little whore goes to waste once I kill her. I can just look at a little girl and know if she is going to grow up to be one of those cheap whores that have way too many babies and expects us to pay for them.  I saw the perfect victim at the mall. She looked like a little beauty queen. Whore makeup and slutty clothes and attitude a mile long. She was shaking down old perverts for candy and jewelry. I told her I would be happy to spoil her, but she told me to get lost because she wasn’t into old whores. I am not even 30 yet. I punched her in the face just right to incapacitate her. Tossed her into my trunk. I drove her to my cabin in the woods and did very bad things to her. I should have made a snuff porn of what I did to her. I cut off her clit and her nipples. I fisted her cunnie and ass. I shaved off her pretty hair. I dismembered her just to hear her scream. Then, I roasted her over an open flame and ate her tender age body. No one will find her unless they examine my shit.

Snuff So Many Ways

Taboo phone sex I dream of being snuffed out in so many different way. I can’t even figure out which way turns me on more. I know I want to be tormented for a long ass time. Brought to the brink of death and then brought back for more pain. I want to feel my flesh being cut by a knife. Mutilate a limb or tit right off my body. But make sure I am awake and alert so that I can feel every ounce of that pain. I do not want to die of something boring like a heart attack or dying in my bed at an old age. I want to go when I am young enough to enjoy it. I want to feel all that pain. And I hope it will last for days.

Suff Porn: I was Terminated for Being a Whore at Work

snuff pornSnuff porn is what he said we were making. He said it was fake. He paid me upfront. I needed the money. I didn’t research him or check him out. I only thought about the money. Everything was fine at first. The scenario was that I was a bad employee being fired. I was getting punished for fucking the UPS man and other employees at work. I was also caught masturbating at my desk. This film was supposed to be a slave training and punishment video. I was only supposed to be spanked and force fucked. Then when he said he was terminating me. I knew he was serious. He was looking at the camera saying terminate in such a manner that I knew this was no film. I was positive terminate didn’t mean fire. This was real. This was snuff sex. I was bent over the desk naked with his cock up my ass with his hands tightly wrapped around my throat. As he fucked me he screamed, “Your terminated.” He said it repeatedly. His grip kept getting tighter. I was going to die for real. He wanted me terminated as in dead. The world won’t miss a dumb bimbo, will they?

I was so hungry

snuff sexI was just starving to death last night I swear and there was nothing at all that would satisfy my craving! Until I remembered that little whore in my basement, she had been there a while and honestly, I had no idea what to do with her so in the pot she went! Bitch was crying and screaming and begging for her life but I was unmoved, all I could think about was how hungry I was and what a delicious meal she would make. I washed her up and shaved off all that hair before popping her in a giant roaster, I made sure to face her towards me so that when she started to feel that heat, I would be able to see the expression on her face. Poor thing cried the whole time… well, until she was dead anyway. She was absolutely delicious in the end, I think I may have to get me another one soon!

Bondage Phone Sex Can Be Torture

bondage phone sexI do bondage phone sex daily. You would think I would be extremely good at bondage. I am a good submissive, but the other night, the bondage was torture. I pissed off a drug dealer. I was supposed to sell a few bricks of heroin for him. In exchange for some coke, I was given instructions to sell all the heroin first. I was strung out, desperate. I needed the coke then, so I traded the bricks for coke. He never should have trusted an addict with that much product. It was like an episode of Law and Order. He had one of his thugs kidnap me and toss me in his dungeon. I tried to act like I had been mugged, but he knew I was high. He talked to a few guys on the street and knew what I did. Torture sex was in order as my punishment. He suspended me from the ceiling with my legs stretched out like I was doing the splits in the air. The position alone was torture. Beneath me was a rod with a ball on top. No ordinary ball, but a vibrating egg. Attached to the egg were razor blades. He pulled my ropes that kept me suspended hovering over the torture device so my pussy plunged on it. I felt the skin from inside of my pussy slicing. Blood tricked to the ground. I knew when he turned on his torture sex toy, my pussy would look like raw meat. I begged and pleaded for mercy. I even tried to barter for my life by saying I would be his sex slave for eternity. I tried to convince him to pimp me out to recuperate the money I stole from him. He just smiled as he turned on the vibrating egg of razor blades and said, “No one wants to fuck an old whore pussy.” I passed out from the pain; woke up with a pool of blood beneath me and a ruined pussy.

Darkest secrets

torutre sexI went to a high school full of mean girls. So when I came back to town from college after being away for 4 years, I was surprised to see the meanest bitch still in our little town. She was just as bitchy as ever. I mentioned this encounter to my boyfriend at the time. He knew what a bitch she was because we mentioned her a couple times. She actually got him expelled our senior year, It was something that still made his blood boil even though a few years had passed. We were joking about one night so I thought, As we were putting away our stuff into our new apartment we were getting off on an idea. We thought about how cool and fun would it be to take that slut and seduce her and demolish her. The sinister thoughts that went thru our mind had us all riled up. We both enjoy torture sex and thinking about grabbing this girl Gabriela and making her our little slave slut had us feeling so good. We both agreed we would invite her fuck and then we would tie her up and have her suck off our four-legged friends and make get pounded by him. It was evil but we sat there thinking we had to destroy her.

Last Night

Sadistic phone sex I got fucked hard last night. Real fucking hard. I got thrown around. I was kicked, punched, fish hooked, strangled until I passed out. And fucked until I was raw and bleeding. My cunt is on fire today. My ass is on fire. It hurts to piss, to take a shit. And wiping burns so freaking much. But last night was crazy night! I had so many freaking orgasms, my cunt could not stop squirting. Every hit I took the more I squirted! I could not get enough and he knew it. He knows exactly what I like and he comes around every so often to beat the shit out of me and to fuck the shit out of me.

Bloody covered cock for Stephanie

Snuff phone sex

I woke up with my body tied to a metal table and I couldn’t move. I lifted my head and seen that my stomach had been sliced open and was being pulled apart by some kind of metal machine. I could see all the blood all over my body and as I woke up more, the more pain I started to feel from my neck down. I started to scream for help when the guy who napped me cam over and shoved his fist in my sliced open bloody stomach and started to fist me. I screamed more and the more I screamed the more pain I would feel. Then he walked over to me and pulled out his cock and started shoving his cock in my intestines and started ripping open my organs with his cock.

Bloody Phone Sex is the Best

bloody phone sexDo you like bloody phone sex stories?  I embody the term overkill. My shrink diagnosed me as a young girl with antisocial personality disorder with sociopathic tendencies. You kill one slut as a teen girl and you are labeled the rest of your life. She deserved to die. She was a mean girl cheerleader slut who fucked with the wrong misfit. She and her fan club played a cruel joke on the high school outcast. They just underestimated me. I knew who the ringleader was in that group. No one in school took a shit without Clarissa’s approval. Back then, I was all rage, no mind. I didn’t plan my kills well, so I got busted. The entire town knew what a mean cunt Clarissa was, so there were special circumstances in my case. Plus, the bloody details of the case were sealed because of my age. Only the police and my court appointed shrink knew the details about how I carved up the head cheerleader’s body until it was unrecognizable. I stabbed her cunt. I carved my initials in her bald pussy. I put a firecracker up her ass and cunt. Of course, they exploded, which was what killed her. I am not ashamed of snuffing out the school bully. Her followers only feared her. I may have killed her savagely and impulsively, but that was over a decade ago. I still have a love for blood and killing. Just now, I never get caught. Turns out I don’t have to kill because I lack impulse control or because of a need for revenge. I make snuff porn because I like it. I am what the FBI calls a sociopath who lacks remorse. That is because I only kill those that deserve to die.  Who do you know who deserves to die?