Category: Taboo phone sex

Die Bitches

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I think I am going to kill my next door neighbor… but first I need to plan a nice slow torture. She’s got a daughter too, so she can join as well. I’ll need a man to help me, I am not very strong but I am beyond savage. I am brutal as I know exactly what to dish out! Because it’s all happened to me. My neighbor needs to learn that she is no better than me and neither is her bratty little cunt either. They need to be torured, bloody and vicious just like those pathetic whores deserve. My friend and I will have them all tied up and helpless! I will sit on each of their faces as they scream bloody murder. Scream as their holes are fucked, as I use a knife to violate each other their pussies and assholes. Those bitches will scream through my pussy but all I will just be cumming and opening their holes wide and bloody for my friend to finish off!

Snuff Sex Born a Victim

I couldn’t help but think I was being stalked and snuff sex keeps crossing my mind. Who fucking thinks like that? I do! I’ve been through it all, and can not help but be suspect to foul play, as it turns me the fuck on!
I get off on being the focus of someones mind enough to plan it all out. I’m fucked up in my twisted thoughts and here is a prime example as to why… as it just happened. In my haste of getting my shopping done and to my car I failed to pay attention to the van parked right next to my car. As I stepped to my car, on the other side of the van I was grabbed and pulled in.
Knocked out and my clothes cut off of me I was ass raped porn material from the grab. I was sent this video of what was done to me that night I awoke in my car in the mall parking lot covered in blood and secretions of cum and spit. My panties where sliced and I had cuts in my vaginal region and on my breasts and thighs.
I now see how it all went down and I also see that it’s a very popular money maker. This reads as a threat since they know my address. I can’t help but rub one out right now.

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Taboo Phone Sex: I Spread Holiday Fear, Not Cheer

taboo phone sexWhat are your taboo phone sex fantasies? I consider myself a sick therapist of sorts. I help men explore their dark desires. The ones that could get them arrested or committed to an insane asylum; maybe even killed. The holidays are lonely times for losers. You will not get a sympathetic ear if you call me crying about nobody loving you or whining about how awful your life turned out. I will, however, be likely to encourage you to off yourself or at the very least let me kill you. The holidays fill you with sadness, but they fill me with murderous rage. I am easily pissed off as it is, but you add crowds, holiday cheer and shopping to the mix and I want to get a semi automatic gun and unleash on a mall full of self absorbed assholes. Instead, I  take my rage out on you. The pathetic loser who calls me baby or asks me what I am wearing in a futile attempt to bond. I don’t bond. I kill. I can smell fear and desperation through the phone. It gives me a girl hard on because I like to fuck up losers who think I give a crap about them. I don’t have a lonely hearts phone sex line. I have a snuff sex line. It is very therapeutic to kill you. I bet it would be therapeutic for you to die too. I clearly need to kill and maim more, because I flew in a rage over one of those annoying Salvation Army dudes ringing his damn bell. I kicked him in the balls and shoved his bell up his ass while a crowd gathered by and watched. Why? Because the sight of one of those mother fuckers is just a reminder that it’s fucking Christmas. I hate Christmas. Want to find some little soul or annoying twat waffle and spread fear instead of cheer with me?

Rape phone sex fantasies

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I was at my friends house late at night and she went to bed super early. So I thought why not hangout with her brother and his friends. I did not see much harm in that. They were in the basement playing drinking games. I was in tight yoga pants and a really tight tank top. I know they were checking my out and I liked the attention.

Before I knew it, they turned the music up. There was her brother and four of his friends surrounding me. They kept grabbing me making jokes about how I would be in bed. I laughed uncomfortably. One of the guys that where bigger then the rest pick me up and put me on their pool table. They all gathered around and held me down to the pool table.

I was struggling to move and get up asking them to let me go. They took my pants off and ripped my top off of me. My body was naked and squirming. They all took turns shoving their cock inside of my ass hole and pussy. I was begging for them to please stop. That only made them laugh more. Their cocks where throbbing hard.

Their hands were jabbing into me, spreading my thighs apart trying to keep me well spread for them. They were fucking me hard and deep. I was balling my eyes out trying to get them to stop ripping me open. I had blood and their cum dripping down my thighs.

Hands over my mouth as they each took turns having their way with me. After hours of them taking turns stretching my holes open, they were finally done. I had no energy left in me. I had bruises all over me. I just laid on the table until they left.

Snuff sex for the little bitch

snuff sexSnuff sex is what this little bitch is going to get, she isn’t aware of that little fact yet though. She thinks that she is here to film some hardcore bdsm so she didn’t resist at all when we were binding her up in all these ropes, she was even laughing and giggling like she was having the best time ever! Her attitude didn’t really start to change until we started to beat her, she told us her list of no’s before we started, no whipping, no making her bleed, no permanent marks on her skin, etc, etc… well we of course, ignored all of that. The first thing I pulled out was the whip and I lashed that fucking whore until the blood was running down her back in streams! She was screaming and begging for us to stop… that’s when I told her that we weren’t going to be stopping because this was a snuff film that was going to end in her death. Oh boy, she did NOT like that information at all! Whatever, it’s not like she really had a choice at that point, we just used her how we wanted until we used her up!

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I became a mans victim and have been trapped with him for a week now. He tells me that he loves making Molotov cocktails. I never knew what that was. He told me he has been eyeing the girl across the street. If I get her to come over here, then he will show me what it is and not do it to me. I of course take him up on that. He is very violent. I do not want to upset him.

I convince the girl to come over here. She gets here and the guy tapes her mouth up and the rest of her body. He drives to a gas station and spreads her ass and pussy. He starts pouring all the gas into her. He then plugs her up once he thinks she is full. She looks like she is going to explode, literally. We drive out to the middle of no where.

He lights her hair on fire and within minutes. BOOM. Her blood, guts, bones, and organs are everywhere. I can not believe he did that.

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I wake up still tied to the bed. I’m nausous and My head is very fuzzy. Did I see those fangs for real or was it just the blood loss causing me to hallucinate. It can’t be true. I wouldn’t be alive. The mistress comes into the room. She unties my wrist. They are bruised and sore. I rub them as I asked what happened. She just shrugs her shoulders throws me a dress and leaves. I untie my legs and go to the bathroom. I shower and shave. I slip on the dress. It’s beautiful! I’ve never seen a red silk dress in real life. It fits as if it was made for me. I lay my damp hair around my face and apply my makeup. My hair drys straight and I look gorgeous! I sit in the velvet chair next to the bed. My new master walks in. He smiles softly at me. I can’t get a read on this man. He tells me I look so delicious. No, that’s not weird at all. Maybe the fangs are real. He tells me he won’t tie me up if I’m a good girl. I agree to be good. He brings in dinner and feeds me. It’s amazing food and I was starving. He tells me to lay on the bed. I lay down as he positions himself between my legs… my heart is pumping profusely. I don’t know why I’m so nervous. He cuts my leg. Ouch! I can feel the blood running out. He starts to lick on it. The pain is throbbing up my leg. Then it stops. I look down. The cut is gone. What the fuck is going on. He licks the blood off his face. Then he spreads open my pussy lips…….(to be continued)

Bondage Phone Sex Whore

bondage phone sexDo you have bondage phone sex fantasies? I am a bondage whore. I love being tied up. I think it is the vulnerability I enjoy. Not knowing what might happen to me next. I met Brett at a bondage club. There are all sorts of rules at a club. We sparked, so we left the club and came back to his place. His bedroom was a BDSM palace. He had a bed designed especially for BDSM games. He chained me to the bar above the bed. I was worked up with anticipation of what might come next. But what came next was he left. He left his house with me chained to his bed.  It seemed like eternity before I heard the door open again. But who walked into the bedroom was not a man I knew. It was not Brett. I asked who he was. He slapped me hard across the face, then choked me until I passed out. I woke up with his dick down my throat.  Brett returned with a few more friends. What I thought would be some fun bondage games, turned into a gangbang rape porn. I was chained up and fucked in every hole. Some of the men forced booze down my throat until I was puking. I was a hot mess. Covered in puke and cum. His bed looked like a porn shoot with all the cum everywhere. Eventually the whips and chains made an appearance too. I should have stayed at the club. They have rules about the exchange of bodily fluids. Here I was a captive for a group of strangers using me as a human toilet and cum dumpster. They all passed out eventually, but I was still chained to the bar above Brett’s bed. I woke up the next day smelling of booze and sex. I was sore from my arms being suspended above me for almost 24 hours while fucked. I prayed they were done with me, but day two was just the beginning of a weeklong torture experiment.

Park Fun

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Daddy and I went to the park today. He had me pick out three precious little brats for us to play with! He knows how badly I love to feel them screaming and crying through my pussy as I sit on their face while Daddy violates them. I described them all for Daddy…I pointed at the one on the slide! Her clothing still in the T section and pampers still on her little smooth ass. I held and stroked Daddys cock as he throbbed in my hand. I knew this one was a keeper… I moved on pointing out an even younger princess in the sand box. So little and innocent she could not even keep her own head up she was so fresh and young. I was getting really turned on myself when I spotted the jackpot. I jerked Daddys cock harder and made sure he saw the tiny little twins I was going to bring over for Daddy to fuck, to fuck all the way open. It wasn’t long before Daddy was fucking them bloody, my pussy on their faces and my mouth on Daddys cock poking out the hole I cut in their pathetic tummies. I love it!

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He didn’t learn his lesson from last time. I growing tired of him begging for food, begging for water. He is so fucking needy. I told him upfront that I was a kinky bitch. I guess he didn’t believe me. When I brought him home he thought he was going to get into my panties… Well now he looks so cute in my panties. His cock is so tiny because he is so cold and scared. He should be. I don’t like crybabies. He keeps begging me that his wife is going to start looking for him, that he doesn’t want her to find out that he was trying to cheat. I smiled and asked him how many times he has cheated. He tried to tell me this was his first time. No way, he was smooth and knew what he was doing. I had no idea he was married. I shoved my thin heel into his tied-up balls and asked him again. He screamed out 10. I pushed harder and he screamed out 19. I smiled and asked him what number I would have been? He spit on my shoes and said 20. I slammed my thin heel into his balls, I got my fucking heel stuck in his nut sac. He was screaming so loudly, for a man he was a little fucking bitch. This twat wanted to cheat on his wife so bad, he was wreckless. Now he is ball-less… HAHAHAH!! I think I am going to teach him a lesson for cheating on his wife so much. He just might not have a cock left when I’m done with him.

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