Category: Taboo phone sex

Snuff Sex: You Can’t Outsmart a Sadistic Bitch

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Snuff sex is the best sex. I picked this guy up at this Steam Punk bar I go to often. He wasn’t really a goth or Steam Punk guy. He just had a thing for goth bitches like me. I wasn’t going to marry him. He just looked like a good fuck. Had money too from the way he was dressed and the gold Amex card he used for his tab. He bought me drinks all night. He was an out of town business man. Married of course. He took his ring off to hit on me, but I saw the tan line still. Nothing much gets by me. Again, his marital status didn’t matter to me. I was fucking him, not marrying him. His hotel was nice. One of those ritzy sky rise places downtown. I felt like Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman, but I wasn’t a hooker. All eyes were on the Goth girl as she walked in on the arm of older, wealthy frequent flyer. All the staff knew his name. We get to his room and he pours me some Absinthe. The kind that is illegal in the US because of its potency. Something was up. My gut was going off, but I wanted to see it through. I scanned the hotel room. It was clear from little things his wife was on this trip with him. Threesome? I started acting drunk. I figured if I acted out inebriated, his true intentions might come out. They did.

He wanted me to kill his wife. In fact, if I didn’t kill her, he would kill her make it look like I did it. He paraded me through the hotel lobby like a show pony. Everyone would remember the Goth girl at the Carlton. My finger prints were on the glass. He was smart, just not smart enough.  I fucked him so his DNA would be inside of me; slipped him a roofie in his drink, waited for him to pass out, then I used his phone to text his wife. Waited for her to come back to the room. She wasn’t happy to see me, but I had her cheating, contract killer hiring husband tied up spread eagle. I explained his plot to her. It’s her money he likes to spend, so I made a deal with her. I castrated her sorry excuse for a husband so he couldn’t cheat on her anymore. In fact, she helped me. She would be my alibi if he tried to go to the cops.  She would divorce him and share with the police his murder for hire scheme should he try any bullshit again. I cut his balls off with so much joy. Used a rusty blade. Let him bleed enough to scare the fuck out of him, then cauterized the wound. I left her his worthless balls so she could keep them in her purse. Never mess with a sadistic bitch or a wealthy wife.

Snuff phone sex

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I was in the tiniest cage ever all cramped up hanging from the ceiling. My naked body was shaking and falling through the little crevices. I waited until the man who owns me lowered me down and began to piss all over me letting my skin absorb his warm stinky piss. After his piss dried into my skin he would take me out of my cage.

I was so sore I could not even get up and move very well, but it didn’t matter since he would push my body down in a matter of seconds so he could take every hole of mine. He ripped me open for the billionth time. Stuffing himself inside of me and choking my neck. He took a knife to my body and stabbed me repetitively over and over again.

He finally blew his load and shoved me back into the cage so I could starve and wait until the next time he wanted to use me.

Taboo Phone Sex Whore

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is all I know. My life mirrors that of a taboo submissive whore, so I understand the kinky desires of men. My callers are not the only ones with dark desires. Many of the men I meet on the BDSM circuit have dark desires too. Henry seemed like a normal man. Well, he seemed normal for a dominant man. When I arrived at his house, we were not alone. There were several other women there, along with a bunch of men. When I asked, what was going on, I got slapped, restrained and gagged. It was clear this was a slave auction. I have heard about these things. Guys bid on whores for things like gangbang rape porn, even snuff. The highest bidder on a whore wins her the night. They go off into a room, maybe the girl comes out alive, maybe she doesn’t. I was hoping that the guy who won me wouldn’t be a sick bastard. He was rough, but he didn’t seem into snuff. I was tied up still. He had no interest in unbinding me. As he skull fucked me, I heard blood curdling screams from other rooms. I felt grateful that at worst, my ass would prolapse and I might puke on a cock. After being skull fucked until I indeed puked, I got sodomized. First by his cock, then his fist and finally a baseball bat. My ass was swollen and bloody, like a pacifier, it hung on the outside. I was battered and sore, but I know a gift when I get one. He let me live. Other girls at that auction were not so lucky. It could have easily been me screaming for my life. As I crawled out of the room, I got a foot to the back of my head. “Not so quick, whore. Did I say you were through yet,” the guy who brought me there said. I knew it was too good to be true.

Snuff Sex With a Useless Whore

So your looking to take some sexual aggression out on a worthless whore are you? I’m just the prey, bait, or submissive whore that you desire. My big fake tits are always the target for a lot of torture as in my ass and cunt. I’m always falling into situations beyond my control and end up being left for dead or in the E.R. after some stranger finds me and takes their use of me first, even in my tattered fucked up form.

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Let me be your fuck doll for all your twisted desires to be acted out upon. My mere existence is as a useless whore and always in need of some form of rape phone sex fantasies to be acted out on me to really make me come.

Dismembering girls are my favorite

Snuff phone sexI love when I can play your dirty little accomplice. I love the thrill of you giving me every detail of what kind of girl you want down to the last detail. Making sure I find us the right little bitch is always the funniest part for me. Then bringing the little slut to our warehouse and dismembering her limb from limb. I always make sure I lift her head to watch us saw off every limb, watching her scream and tears falling down her bloody little face. I like watching you shove your cock through her pussy and up to her stomach. Then I will rip open her stomach to see your cock and I help jerk you of till you shoot your cum right in her stomach.

Snuff Sex Blair

snuff sexSnuff sex Saturday night is how I now remember this past Saturday. I was partying with some guys I met at some hole in the wall bar. I was drunk and high of course. I have no relocation of how I got from the bar to the graveyard. One of the guys thought because it was a full moon it would be cool to fuck amongst the dead. I was getting my ass nailed bent over an old Civil War tombstone, when some guys approached us. At first, we thought the police or security guards. Apparently grave robbers still exist. Dead bodies are used to smuggle drugs across state lines. They look for the fresh grave, snatch the body then take it over to Mexico to be “buried.” I only knew this info because they tied us up and I understand Spanish. They thought they could kills us, have very fresh bodies to use as drug mules. They were going to kill us, until one of my cohorts offered up me as a dirty sex mule in exchange for their lives. They fucked my ass like I was an ass rape porn star to see if my ass was tight. Can’t have their smack falling out of my ass. I got slammed in the ass with a dead body next too me and many more under me. I was afraid they would kill me, so I said I would help them smuggle anything up my ass. They fisted me too with the arm of the corpse. I had a dead limb up my ass, but I knew if I complained I would be dead. I was drunk, not stupid. I like the thought of being a drug mule, actually; a live one though. I’m a druggy whore, so shoving smack up my ass might get me even fucking higher. They took my driver’s license and branded my ass so I belong to some grave robbing drug cartel now. I can’t wait to start smuggling coke and smack across state lines; but something tells me my world is about to change.

I’ve been feeling really nasty!

taboo phone sexI’ve been really feeling nasty lately. I want to fuck some people up and make it DIRTY. I want BLOOD, gore, and filth. I want to cum over and over again remembering the screaming of the neighborhood brats as I torture them all to death. I know their crack head parents will let me watch them, they will let anyone watch their little brats just to get some time alone to smoke some. As soon as they are in my hold I will go to work. Doing what I do best, slowly having them trust me just to tie their little bodies wide to play a game. Whatever they have done to them, the other one gets. Their cries and screams as I break little fingers, cut their soft delicate skin and us random objects to widen their tiny virgin holes make me want to cum. I want to suffocate these cunts in my pussy juices. They turn me on the most when they cry, but I’ll cum as soon as I see no life in their eyes.

Necrophilia phone sex with Langley’s help!

Necrophilia phone sex LangleyNecrophilia phone sex is a fetish I simply adore! As an expert accomplice, I get off so much watching my clients enjoy our catch! Some have rape fantasies, some want to eat them, or dismember them. And some want to snuff the little fucking bitches out, THEN fuck them. So fucking hot watching them come apart like a bloody jigsaw puzzle, and get covered with his cum, and my golden love juices!

I picked up this Latina with nice, big tits from the alley behind a bar last night. Way too easy as badly as she was wobbling back and fourth. Soon as I had her back and in his basement, my caller was ready. We’ll call him Jeff.

He was naked, and extremely fucking hard!  I helped him cut her clothes off, letting those nice, big tits bounce out, and watching her nice, dark cunt move with her legs.

We felt her warm, first. Groping her tits, shoving my fingers in her twat, his dick in her ass. She never did more than moan.

Now it was time to really play!

He took a plastic, clear bag, and put it over her head, pulling it tight over her face. In a moment she was twitching, and gagging. But it didn’t take but moments before her fighting came to a stop, and her heart beat it’s last.

We had a blast slicing her open, sticking his dick between all her slick, warm organs, letting me jerk his cock with her uterus, and slicing her throat open for the deepest blowjob she’s ever had, guaranteed!

He lopped off her forearms, and fisted my fucking little twat, and used her removed tongue up Jeff’s ass for the deepest rimjob.

By the time we were done, she was everywhere, and so fucking smothered in sperm and my squirting pussy juices!

Wait ’till she’s cold, then the real fun begins!

I’m going to cum from this eventually

I was out at a bar with some friends and I decided to leave before anyone else. Walking out to the car, I had my head down looking into my purse and suddenly I had arms around me pulling me toward a car. I saw the car and knew it was my ex’s car. I screamed at him to let me go, and he took his arms off me and said “Alright, alright stop your fucking screaming it’s just me. Get in the car.” “With you? Oh fuck no…I’m not going anywhere with you.” He flashed a gun and again told me to get in. I got in the passenger side and he pushed me to the driver’s side and told me to get going. When he was shoving me over I noticed a woman tied up in the back with a bandanna around her head gagging her. “Where are we heading.” I said to him in total fear. He told me to just head out and go left out of the parking lot. After about 10 minutes we arrived at a dump of a hotel, the $20 a night kind of slum. My ex turned around and pointed the gun at the woman and told her she was going to walk to the room and not make a sound or she would be shot in the tits. He took the gag off her and she gasped and rubbed her face.
In the room he had a tarp laid out, and when the woman saw it she started to panic. My ex punched her in the face as hard as he could and told her to shut the fuck up. He took the blanket that was on her and laid it over the tarp and told her to get down on it. She whimpered a little and he raised his hand and she stopped immediately. She lay down on the blanket and he told her to cross her legs Indian style. Then he looked at me and said when I tell you to, jump on her knee. When he said go, he jumped on her other knee and her hip joints broke. She started screaming out of pain so he stuffed the bandanna in her mouth. Tears were streaming down her face.
My ex doesn’t get off from fucking of any kind. He cums simply from torture and I am his accomplice tonight. And I think it’s going to be a long night.
I will write more tomorrow, I have to go help him again…

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Sex With Dead Bodies

sex with dead bodiesWhen my friend informed me she has sex with dead bodies, I laughed. I know how it works for guys, but girls? I didn’t think it was possible unless rigor mortis had set in to make his dick stiff as a board. She explained it all to me.  There is a special anal device that stimulates the prostate making the cock hard even in the afterlife. I enjoy sex. I just don’t enjoy people. I don’t want to cuddle. I don’t want to chit chat. I just want to fuck till I cum, then be gone. I masturbate a lot. I have a Bob (battery operated boyfriend). Lilith convinced me to go to the morgue with her. We snuck in last night to check out the new meat! Death doesn’t scare me. I kill and torture for a living. If I can make people dead, why can’t I fuck the dead? We opened up drawers to check out the goods. I was looking for a porn star John Doe. I found him too. A dead nigger guy. Looked like a linebacker. Gunshot to the chest was listed as the cause of death. They didn’t shoot his dick thankfully. Even in death his dick looked huge. My first corpse was going to be a hung one. Shoved that probe up his ass, sprung that monster corpse dick to life and took the ride of a life. Came so hard on Hung Doe’s cock. It was nice. He didn’t try to cuddle. He didn’t want pillow talk and it was all about my pleasure; plus, he was hung like a horse. My friend works at the morgue, so we have decided to host after hour parties for women. Fuck Tinder. Cum on down to the morgue and have no strings attached fucking. Now I understand why necrophilia phone sex is so popular.