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Killer Phone Sex Reagan * Pop Your Fucking Pills

Killer Phone Sex ReaganI decided to celebrate National Pharmacist Day with a Killer Phone Sex blog, dedicated to snuffing out those pricks. Those assholes don’t deserve their own day. Have you seen the prices of pills now a days? Fuck that. I know what I am gonna do this January 12th, I am gonna fuck up my pharmacist. The corner drug store is ran by some old stupid fuck in a white coat. I take some pretty dam strong psychotropics, and they are not cheap. One time he put the wrong damn pills in the bottle! I got so fucking sick from his ignorance, and I have been waiting for the right time to pay him back for his stupidity. This will be the perfect day to give him a taste of his own medicine!Killer Phone Sex ReaganHe normally works way past closing, and I know how to get into the store after hours. I sat in the shadows and waited till he was filling pill bottles. I jumped him from behind and hit him pretty dam hard on the back of the head. I laughed as I watched him struggle to stay on his feet. Once he was down I straddled his chest and bound his arms and legs. Then I put a metal gag in his mouth, forcing it open. Waiting for him to regain consciousness, I gathered up a few of his bottles of pills and got them ready. Don’t you love these Murder Phone Sex Fantasies? Once his eyes opened he struggled of course, but to no avail. I just laughed as I read each label and dumped bottle after bottle down his throat. He could not speak well with the metal claws holding his jaws open. But of course I cold make out a few words like “Please, No, Please, No”. I just had so many colorful pills to choose from! It was a rainbow! And since I am such a nice gal, I made sure he had plenty of booze to wash it down with! Funny thing is, once he was gone I was not sure if it was the pills he overdosed on, or just choking on his own vomit?Killer Phone Sex Reagan

A Kitchen To Die For

Journal Entry

January 10 2015

It’s dark I don’t know where I am. God where did this headache come from? This doesn’t seem like my room it’s a lot colder and wait is that windows?  Where in the fuck am I?  I get up to explore. I try to clean a mud covered windows.  It’s hard but it seems to scrape off.  I see nothing but open fields and wintery trees, I’m in the country damn those people!.  What are they putting me into next?  I turn to walk over to another door. It bursts open and a man with a heavy smell of whiskey approaches me. He is older looks to be about 50 or so. The years of drinking have not been good to him he’s aged poorly.

torture sex He smiles with his half-filled mouth of teeth. This old lodge has been abandoned for years.  I bought it to torture and have my way with young victims like yourself.  Don’t get any smart ideas your all mine no one will hear your screams.  I paid good money for you. Don’t get smart you hear me?

I try to back way and trip over, what seems to be a locked trap door on the floor.  I fall on my ankle.  He steps closer and as he does I can see bondage cuffs in his hands.  I try to move but for an old man he’s fast. I’m caught! He bounds my hands together and drags me to another part of the lodge.  I whimper the whole way begging I’d do anything to be let go.  He seems to drag me to what looked like to be an old kitchen.  I was hoisted up on the counter.  I beg are you going to kill me? His replied you can only wish.  He took out utensils. First it was the ladle, he spread my legs wide and slid it in me.  I scream with pain and he hit me hard. He brought out a whisk and put my legs in the air.  Felt in tear apart my hole. He told me he was mixing my insides.  His groin area grew, torturing me here was turning him on. He continued to use utensils on me and forced his swollen cock in my mouth.  It tasted salty and unclean, but if I wanted my life I complied.

After being tormented for days I was drugged and sent back to my cell. I laid there trying to recover.  I have to plan my escape I can’t take this much longer. torture sex

Bed Time Nightmares With Reagan * Chapter One: The Torture Sex Snuff Studio

Torture Sex Reagan She had no idea the Torture Sex snuff house was the location of her newest nightmare. “$2,500 is paid after film is completed. Room and board provided for the week of production. Meals included and transportation is provided throughout your time here at the house.” Shaking his hand she thought it seemed like a good deal. She only had to endure a week of the actual filming. Something she, and probably 99% of the woman in this world, had always said they would never do. But never say never. She then wondered about how the porn industry flourishes during these times, when almost all of America seems to be having economical hardships. How many woman did this industry soak up? She shrugged it off and was more than ready to start this week. She was ready for it to be next Saturday for sure. That day she would be walking out of this house, cash in hand.. and hoping for at least 15% of her self respect and dignity left. She would never see that day.Torture Sex Reagan

Her first day she was told to meet downstairs in the common room. This was more like a living room, but since this was once a boarding house, it was the common place of the renters. She almost felt comfortable in this room. Something would not let her completely relax, she just assumed it was the day ahead and what she was preparing to do. He joined her within a few moments and re introduced himself as Collin.

When she entered the basement she noticed it was bare. This was odd, and her brain immediately started to try to make sense of it. Should there not be a film crew down here? Before she could connect any reason as to why she was not on the set of a pornography film, but in the basement of a house where no one was aware of her location, she felt a sharp pain in her neck. The world went black.

Sense of smell entered her mind first.. damp, metallic, and sour. Hearing flooded her brain.. feet shuffling, several male voices where she was able to make out the few words “rape, torture, snuff film”. Still unable to move and not sure if it was the bindings she was beginning to be aware of, or her being half unconscious. Fearful to open her eyes, she was not sure of when that was available.Torture Sex Reagan

For the next few days her world turned to horrifying pain. She lived longer then most. Endured gang bang after bloody gang bang. Her flesh torn off of her body inch by inch. With each cock she was forced to pleasure they slowly peeled a token off of her tortured body. Some stuffed her ass with her own skin chunks while others ate them as they dumped their cum all over her gaping wounds. And a time or two was forced to eat her own bloody chunks. Machines were hooked to her in various places to deliver electric shock during her violation. At one point, her captors used a needle and thread to close her cunt and ass, only to rip through her flesh with spiked rubber cocks. In the end, Collin reappeared to costar in her last scene. As he entered her mutilated and gaping hole with a baseball bat, one last slice opened her gut. As her insides leaked onto the floor he was pushing them throughout with that wooden bat. Empty, bloody, and now snuffed, he coated her face with his sticky seed. And just in time to check in the next fuck pig.

 

Lets Play!

Teen phone sex BlazeIt’s time to play the game! I love babysitting these little whores. They have no idea. They run around like I am their servant. They think that the world revolves around them. After all that is what their parents have taught them. But not me. I know what the future holds for them. I  give them a little sip of a special drink to get them in the mood. And then a call to all my P* cock friends who want to have a little fun. Those little sluts will NEVER be the same again. And I can’t wait to WATCH every pounding moment of it. I make sure to set up my video camera so I can relive it over and over again. The guys can’t wait to get started. They want to rip the clothes off the sluts. And slam their cocks down the little whores throats. I had to play with my pussy while I watched as those big hard cocks borrowed their way into those tiny little holes! It was pure heaven. And seeing those big cocks explode pushes me to cum so hard. I do love my job!

You Lied to Me

I should have known that you were too eager to hire me to house sit while you were out of town. My folks told me that you were leaving town for three weeks and I could make a hundred bucks just by bringing in your mail and watering your plants once a day. I didn’t want to be rude and not accept the offer, so I said okay. I met you at your place to get the key and just the way you were looking at me gave me the creeps. You didn’t have any qualms about looking me up and down, and brushing my hand a little too long when handing me the key.

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The next day, when you had supposedly left for your trip, I headed over to water the plants. I let myself in and locked the door behind me. I had the weirdest feeling and the hairs on the back of my neck was standing on end. I kept telling myself I was being silly, but I didn’t feel like I was alone. I went to the kitchen to fill up the pitcher, and i could have sworn I heard a noise in the living room. I stopped to listen, but heard nothing else. I made my way back into the living room to the plants and began to water them.

Just then, you came up behind me and put your hand over my mouth and wrestled me to the floor. You had never left – it was all a ruse to get me here alone. You overpowered me and there was nothing I could do. You kept saying things like this is what I get for walking around the neighborhood like a little tramp and that you were going to show me what happens to dirty cum whores like me. Before I knew it, you had me hog-tied and gagged on your couch and were jerking off above me.

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The things you were saying told me that you had been watching me for a long time. You had finally decided to make a move and I knew instinctively that you were going to hurt me. What scared me even more was that you never once mentioned me not telling anyone. I began to wonder if you were going to snuff me out. You began running your hands all over my naked body, and I cringed at your perverse touch. Your skin felt so rough against mine and your cock was dripping with cum as if it were drooling.

You knew my parents wouldn’t be looking for me, and that you had all afternoon to ravage my body. You did just that. You put your hard cock in all of my holes and never stopped berating me with your words. After hours of being fucked brutally and told what a little teasing whore I was, I began to believe it and my pussy responded by cumming all over your hard cock. Who knew that you, the neighbor who always gave me the creeps, would be the best fuck I ever had?

Torture Sex with Reagan * Sick Lies

Torture Sex ReaganRed hot and white tongues devour the foundation as I wait patiently for it to crumble. No one will know how you defied me. No one but me. This is the true fire that will burn. You were sick, and we compatible. Teased me with your submission, needed me with your submission. Now you burn as I do. I had to have it my way. You knew this. There was no other way. You lied as you begged for my pain. You lied because you told me I was beautiful. So I burned it to the ground. You fed my animal, and I caught the hunter. But you defied me. Only one last word I allowed as I sharpened my knife and poured the gas. Now I go on through this night, burning. Stench of your lies. I lived to break your will.

Sick * In This Moment

Is it sick of me
To need control of you
Is it sick to make
You beg the way I do
Is it sick of me
To want you crawling on your knees
Is it sick to say
I want you biting down on me

Are you sick like me

Am I beautiful
As I tear you to pieces
Am I beautiful
Even at my ugliest, you always say

I’m beautiful
As you tear me to pieces
You are beautiful
Even at your ugliest, I always say
You’re beautiful and sick like me

Is it sick of me
To feed the animal in you
Is it sick to say
I tease the hunter like I do
Is it sick of me
To watch the wicked way you thrill
Is it sick to say
That I live to break your will

 

Torture Sex Reagan

Time to unwrap a present!

 

I have decided what I want for Christmas. I want to unwrap a present. First I have to find the perfect present. I want her young, tender, and innocent looking. I love replacing that innocent look with fear and terror. I know just the little piece of meat I am going to take. She lives down the street. Always wondering the neighborhood. Never wants to go home. A cute little thing. Long dark hair and wispy frame. She is so fucking cute. The biggest brownest doe eyes. I got the shop ready. Had the work bench set up. All my tools laid out. And I waited. I knew she would be coming by sooner or later. And I was right. She wondered right by the shop. I called her to the door and asked if she would like to make 20 bucks. I just needed a few box’s hauled to the trash. She was so willing. She didn’t even notice when I locked the door behind her. I picked up a large wrench and cracked her in the back of the head. When she woke up she was naked and tied down with a ball gag in her mouth. She could scream but it would be to muffled for anyone to hear. Then I showed her the knife I was going to use on her. I could see the fear. The panic. And I could smell the piss as she pissed all over herself! I started at the feet. Slowly peeling away the skin. Not to cut to deep. I didn’t want her to bleed out! It was like a puzzle. A test of my skill. Slowly methodically peeling way her flesh. She cried and whimpered. She even passed out a few times. BUT I did manage to wake her back up. I worked my way up her legs. Pain painstakingly working around her pretty pussy! It took ALL my will power to not rip that little pussy up! I worked my way all the way up to her perfectly perky tits. Pretty large for her age. I decided to leave the nipples on and just pull the skin away for her little tits. I skinned all the way up to her neck. She is trying so hard not to move. I know the air is burning against her flesh. I was going to just slit her throat… BUT it is Christmas. ‘Tis the sharing season. I wonder if I can find someone wanting to help me with this little present!

 

Mutilation Phone Sex with Reagan * Here Piggy Piggy

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Fuck I love releasing my anger with every slice. It felt so good to take it out on something so small. Sweet Marley, hitchhiking again. So predictable. Easy prey.  I am here only to release you from the piggy.

Piggy, you being such a piece of shit you had no idea that when you tried to coerce me into sex for a promotion you would have set your own little girl’s fate in motion. “Even my little girl takes Daddy with no resistance!” So you like to fuck young cunt do you? As Marley’s blood pooled around her frail young body, I reassured her that I was only saving her from a life of taking daddy’s cock up her cunt.

Now I toss all Marley’s mutilated body parts to the hogs at the local pig farm. I chant to myself “Here piggy piggy pig… “ Daddy is a fucking pig isn’t he little ones? They love eating bloody meat, as I have fed them so many times before. My sweet little piggies.

I wonder just how worried Daddy is? I laugh to myself saving the last piece of her. Such a cute little piggy for a Daddy Pig. RIP Marley

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Bad Mommies Need Torture Sex to Punish Thier Cunts

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Bad mommies are the best victims of torture sex. I had a bad mommy, you see. And the things I will do to a bad mommy today, are only things I wished I could have done to the cunt that shit me out. When I find bad mommies, there cunts must be punished.

She whimpered as she reluctantly spread her thighs. Wondering how much longer she would have to endure, she found herself slowly loosing ground. Her vision was almost completely blurred and her head was spinning. She felt her empty stomach cramping again. With nothing but stomach acid forcing itself up with every gag, she no longer tried to turn her head. It was way too heavy now anyway. She just choked down the bile, and began to swim in the pain that began again.

I warned her. I told her what would happen. “Bad mommies get their cunt punished”. But she chose to ignore. I looked over at the small bodies discarded like trash. Suffocated in their sleep by the one who was trusted to nurture them. When I met this woman months ago, she was looking for a way out. She no longer wanted to carry her small baggage with her. She thought I could offer her a solution. Instead I became her judge and jury. And it was her sentence now that I carry out.

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She spread her thighs, and with care I bound them with rope. The past two days were hard on her I know. We started the process with purging. She was hog tied and force fed a nice concoction to remove her stomach contents. I get much amusement out of watching a whore being forced to vomit while she is bound to a variety of vibrating sex toys. My robotic machine now took over as her lover as it pumped a rubber cock into her ass, and than into her cunt. Yes, It was an amazing sight to see how deep and fast my machine could work a cunt. Once her vomiting turned to dry heaves, I moved on to the emptying of her bowels. I pushed the rubber tubing inside her anus and started to slowly empty the warm soapy water into her. She cried in protest when she realized I was not going to be removing the large rubber cock that was slowly moving in and out of her prostate. I stepped back, admired my work, and left her there to slowly expel her fecal matter and lay in her vomit. That is what she is now, shit and vomit.

Later that evening I rejoined her and was pleased to see her cunt looked like hamburger meat. I opened up my hand and showed her a little glass container. She cried, knowing what I would be doing with such a thing. “Open your legs, bad mommies get their cunt punished”. She whimpered as she reluctantly spread her thighs. I started to open my little jar of salt.. such a beautiful thing I saw. Just like salt poured on a slug.

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Babbysitter Phone Sex: Revenge by Proxy

babysitter phone sex evil bloodyNever underestimate the power of revenge. This guy from the neighborhood I grew up in, who let’s just say took advantage of me against my will when I was little, asked me to babysit his little brat. First off,  do I look like the type you would want to watch your little ones? And two, would you even for a moment think that after a pretty heinous act committed against someone, you could even trust that person in your home, let alone with your precious spawn?  After some discussion, it was obvious he had no clue I was the little girl he violated in her home so many years ago. I agreed of course to watch his brat, because at the very least, I could have some revenge by proxy.

babysitter phone sex evil bitchI arrived at his house;  met his too perfect wife and their angelic girl. Once they left, the mayhem began.  I flipped the fuse box rendering the house dark and put creepy fucking dolls all over the house to scare the brat. My love, my accomplice, John, was in on the scare, so I could look like an innocent third party. The poor little brat was terrified of the dark. Made scaring her more fun. It started out rather juvenile. John rattling windows, shining flashlights in the house, pounding on the door excessively, moaning things “I’m gonna get you…” Made the poor thing piss her little panties.

But then I escalated things with disturbing dolls. When you are an ankle biter and seeing images of creepy dolls in your house through shadows and faint light, you shit your pants. Even more so when you think they are alive and after you. Who knew it was so fun and easy to terrorize a little one? I never saw anyone tremble and scream as much as she did. I have to admit, it made my cunt wet. Fear is such an aphrodisiac for me. I don’t believe little ones are innocent, especially not ones from the same DNA as evil pricks. Chances are good this little girl would grow up to be a self entitled prick like her daddy. I was just doing the future generation  a service by putting this cunt in her place early in life.

My original intent was just to scare the piss out of her, torment her for hours like her daddy tormented babysitter phone sex murder fantasiesme. Then my perfect accomplice suggested something more nefarious.  He made it look like he was violating me; like he was just an intruder and the brat and I were victims of chance. I came so hard on John’s cock during our rape fantasy, but I made my screams sound fearful, not joyous.  The house was pitch black and my little charge was tied up so she could not escape. She thought I was being forced. I could hear her whimpering, smell her fear. babysitter phone sex killer accompliceIntoxicating as usual. She knew she was next. I put on my strap-on and violated her tiny little holes. She had no idea I was her assailant. I roughed her up good too. I was just a tad older when her daddy violated me. I too was a virgin. Virginity is overrated. So is innocence. I fucked that little whore just like her daddy fucked me; even choked her a little bit. I wanted to leave some marks on her porcelain white skin, leave her broken and sore, leave her scared, leave her holes bloody and swollen.  Just like I had been left decades earlier. Revenge is sweet, just like his little girl use to be!!!

When I was done violating the brat. I kissed her forehead and tossed her a bag of frozen veggies just like her daddy did to me. I left her in the dark , bound and gagged for her daddy and mommy to discover when they arrived home. I was hopeful her Daddy would remember me now…

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