Category: Taboo phone sex

I’m Fucking Evil

Suffocation Phone Sex

 

One of my favorite ways to snuff out a few stupid bitches is to tie them up and then put bags
right over their heads while fucking their holes with a dildo. Watching them be forced to climax
while also being subjected to too little air is such a turn on. Watching their pretty faces
turn blue and seeing them panic but not being able at the same time to control their little cunts
just makes me go crazy! I really even love to shove their panties into their mouths before putting
a big thick plastic bag right over their heads. Seeing them scramble and not knowing what could come next
but they should know already that death and suffering are my kinks. Stupid little bitches always
think we are going to have a tea party or some basic pumpkin spice latte bullshit like that.
They should know by now that I am pure evil and only get turned on by being a sadistic bitch!
A new sweet little girl just moved into my apartment building- Should I invite her over?

 

Killer Phone Sex for a Worthless Whore

killer phone sexHe asked me if I wanted to have killer phone sex. I thought that just meant really hot fucking. Stupid me. I should have known a worthless dumb piece of shit would not get great sex. The moment I arrived all dolled up, he smacked my face telling me I looked like a whore. He made me take my makeup and clothes off. Next thing, he had a spreader bar between my legs and a ball gag in my mouth. My hands were handcuffed. He called in some friends to use his whore date. They looked at me like vultures before they had their way with my fuck holes for some gangbang rape porn. My so called date kept telling me I was just a fuck hole, a cum dump, and a toilet. Yes, they pissed all over me too. It was a long, horrific and humiliating night. They ravaged my cunt and ass with their cocks, fists and household objects so I was gaped and swollen, even bloody. They laughed at my tears. I was a prisoner all night. Bound, gagged, restrained, urinated on and force fucked, is just what a stupid whore gets. I needed to be reminded I am not the kind of woman men date. I am the kind of whore they use.

I laughed while she died

snuff sexStupid little bitch was begging for her life but I didn’t care, all I could do was laugh! Why would I give a fuck about a little whore like her? She was just a body to bleed for me, nothing more. I forced all her little fuck holes open, one by one, with the biggest dildos I had; I was tearing her apart and I loved every fucking second of it! My pussy was dripping wet watching her suffer, so wet in fact that I had to call in a lover to fuck me in front of her! I wanted her to see how her suffering turned me on, I made her beg me not to kill her but as soon as I was about to climax, I slit her fucking throat and came all over her!

Snuff phone sex; I can handle it master

Snuff phone sex Do you look at me and wanna fucking hurt me? I love hearing about what you would do to my dead limp body and all the dirty things you would do to me before then to. Just hearing about the blood and my getting my head sawed open where my brain is exposed and you taking your big hard cock and fucking my bloody fleshy skull. Does that sound hot baby? I want you to give me all the pain you can dish out. I will lay back and rub my wet cunt as you tell me how you dismember my body making me a human dead fuck doll for all your nasty snuff phone sex pleasures. Let me be your nasty whore for the night baby.

Gothic Phone Sex Rite on Friday the 13th

Tonight’s the night for some all out Ritualistic sacrificial gothic phone sex fantasy play. I’ve the perfect prey chosen to take captive and use for some torturistic rituals in an old abandoned church. With crucifixes and holy water/ vodka cocktails, and young virginal blood. We’ll rape fantasy the little bodies into bloody corpses as we slice at the young tender flesh and commit some extreme sinning and boozing.

I love to get wasted as we perform the blasphemous drunkard ceremonies reciting the fucking bible and laughing into the faces of the victims we will be offering to the evil fuck gods of our own sinuously sinister imaginations. I want to rub that virginal blood on me and then fuck like wild beasts into the midnight hour and beyond. Let us pray that the gates of Hell open and grant us access into the world of defilement and snuff.

Gothic phone sex

Rape phone sex fantasies: Confession of a Fantasy Rapist

I almost got busted with my buddy the other day. We have a freaky fetish of getting off fantasy raping handicapped and physically challenged individuals. His favorite are quadriplegics and women who are paralyzed from the waist down. He has told me he enjoys when they fight a little bit with their hands, but their legs are paralyzed so they cannot run away.  If they start getting to feisty I will hold her arms for him as he enters her pussy and asshole until he comes all over, sometimes I will hold her head so he can jizz all over her face.

Rape phone sex fantasies

Now me personally, I like to watch him and participate in the assaults on the ones who are missing all four limbs. At this point, they are completely exposed and they cannot fight back except for biting and that’s an easy fix with duct tape or a ball gag. Every single hole is exposed and he can fuck either hole while I sit on her face and she cannot do a damn thing.

Bondage phone sex

bondage phone sexI was at my girlfriends house watching her daughter while she was out of town. She never mentioned she had a stalker. I but her daughter to bed and I went to go take a shower. In seconds of being in the shower I was hit over my head and collapsed. I came back into consciousness while I was bonded up with her daughter. We were back to back and tied from our ankles and wrists together.

The rope was so tight there was no escaping. She cried and begged the man not to hurt her. That did not stop him from slicing her head open with a sharp blade. I felt two side of her bloody head rest against my back as he fucked her dead limp body. I can feel her tiny body get fucked harder and harder.

As I lay on my back and her blood rushes all over me I know I am next and I can not imagine what he has in store for me.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Fuels Evil Intent

I know what fuels those rape phone sex fantasies of yours, it’s seeing a hot fake slut like me ignoring the fuck out of you and spreading it for those niggers with huge dicks. You just want to beat the fuck out of me and pound every one of my hot violated and defiled holes to your angers content. You will likely beat my pretty face to a pulp as you drive your viagra fueled hard on like a god damed jack hammer in my cunt and ass. You’ll pull my head up by my hair and drive it, face down into the pavement and thrusting harder and deeper with every scream or whimper of pain.

Your wear those big heavy metal rings of yours and cunt punch me and fist the fuck out of my ass. I’ll scream and you’ll just knock me over the head with a bottle of booze, so hard the bottle breaks and my skull cracks. Fainting from shock as I bleed out you finish in my bloodied fractured eye socket then leave me in the woods to the wildlife.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

Castration Phone Sex: Who Wants Junk Removal?

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is the next best thing when you are a sadistic bitch. Virtual castration is hot, but not nearly as fun as really taking a pair of nuts. Ted pissed me off. He told me, even paid me, to remove his nuts. I had all the tools ready. The castration chair was dusted off, my knives sharpened. I was pissed when he didn’t show up and I discovered that the check had been cancelled. I was going to give him free junk removal. He earned it. I hunted him down at this dive bar he frequents. I spiked his drink and snatched him in the parking lot as he was stumbling to his car. I hit him hard, so he was out cold on the ride to his place. He woke up in a chair, not my preferred chair, but in the position I needed. Once he realized who I was he tried apologizing. Too late for that shit. Backing out is one thing, but once you agree to nut removal, I keep the money regardless if you chicken out. “You could have had a clean castration,” I whispered in his ear right as I used my rusty knife to cut off his balls. He screamed loudly. I licked the blood from his severed balls off my knife. The taste of pain and humiliation is the best taste. He cried like a baby. I laughed, even bent down to kiss him so he could taste it off my lips. I told him that he brought this on himself. I was happy to give him a clean castration and stop the bleeding but he stopped the check. No compassion for assholes. Let this be a lesson to you. If you call me and ask for a certain fantasy, don’t change your mind as I am already planning for some torture sex.

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I Need Domination Phone Sex

domination phone sexDomination hone sex is what I need. I am a submissive whore, but I am not well trained. Not every man thinks of me a piece of shit. Many men worship and idolize me because I am hot. I get mixed signals. My daddy said I was a whore. He treated me like the piece of shit I am. But, with other men, I get mixed treatment. I was with John over the weekend. We met at a club. It wasn’t a BDSM club, so I was hopeful he saw me as an equal, girlfriend material. We had been on a few dates. I felt like a princess the way he spoiled me. Saturday night we were at his place. Romantic dinner, lovemaking then I spilled some wine on his carpet and he slapped me. I saw a different side of him. He grabbed my hair and pushed my face in the carpet like I was a dog who pissed the floor. Next thing I knew, I had a collar around my neck. He had a chain leash affixed to the collar. He told me from now on I am his bitch because I can’t be trusted not to ruin things. I apologized or being clumsy, but he didn’t want to hear it. He punched me in the gut, bringing me to my knees. That’s when he pissed in my face. He laughed as my eyes burned from his urine. He snapped. Went from a great guy to a mean bastard over a glass of spilled wine. I spent the weekend in a dog cage. I was no longer his girlfriend. I was his slave, his prisoner. He pissed and came on me all weekend, never again showing me an ounce of affection. I think I like being his bitch better than being his girlfriend.