I can barely contain myself around all these pulsating veins. My pussy is throbbing with anticipation. Its something about sinking my teeth into a person that drives me wild. I love the ones that are hot and horny and the thought of me injecting my 2inch fangs into their neck gets me high. Listening to their hearts beat rapidly then slow down and eventually stop. Hearing their moans turn into cries for help is making my pussy drip. Stupid little whores clawing at the air while I drain them like that’s going to make me stop…. I love this way too much… It gives me a rush stalking my prey, luring those silly men in with my sexy body and lustful whisper.. I’m a big tease and I like to keep it that way. Running my fangs up and down their neck, they find that shit sexy. Biting down soft then hard, love bite? I think not! As I begin to bleed them dry. They never see it coming. And they say men are stronger than women… The trail of blood and dick I leave behind should prove otherwise. Will you be my next victim? We shall find out tonight….
Category: Torture phone sex
Who’s My Next Victim?
Gothic Phone Sex Queen Ivy
She tied me up in a way that I didn’t even know a bitch could be tied up. I couldn’t move. This lesbian Goth fuck slut is going to give me a run for my money I see. I’m not going down without a fight though. She wants me to submit to her. Maybe I will for a minute that is until I get a chance to munch on her magic carpet. When I get face down in her spread eagle she will bitch up and there will be no domination left. Sink my teeth into her sensitive clit, let’s see how big and bad she is now… next is her nipples if she doesn’t untie me. She will wish she stayed home in her oneiz tonight. I’m the queen of the Goths right now and nothing can stop me. I’m going to ruin her pretty black eye shadow when I stuff my huge rubber cock in her throat. Her eyes will water and bulge out from gagging so much. I wonder what I shall do next, this bitch needs to be punished. Should I stuff this metal rod up her pussy or ass? Either way after she bleeds all over it she will be licking it clean. I’m taking over this dungeon bitch, and there isn’t anything that can be done about it. Deal with it.
Jade’s A Lady Killer…
Get on the floor bitch it’s a stick up. Those might not be the last words you hear but the end is near honey, believe me. See I don’t have any good left in my rotten heart. I’m all about snuffing bitches and fucking bitches before I snuff them. You want me to show you how I can capture, kiss and kill a bitch and still have her begging at my feet for me to fuck her again? It’s all true I promise. I’m a lady killer. I have gotten so addicted to this shit. I have to feed my cravings at least twice a week to stay sane. And even when I’m not out pussy patrolling, I’m at home thinking of different ways to snuff a bitch out. I like to be creative. I’m no average stab and go type of artist. I like to put on a show and if ever I get caught, I want the story to be epic! I want them to be like, this crazy ass bitch… She did what?! And when I’m all tucked away in my cell. I’ll have doctors doing research on my twisted brain. They’ll say, this slut is disturbed.
Double Date Gone Wrong..
We would make the perfect couple. We both get off on torture and snuff. Not many people can say that about their partners. Boring fuckers. The missionary position should be outlawed. They think doggy style is kinky. But not us, we find pleasure in the weirdest things. I love it when you make little sluts gag on your massive cock right before we snuff them out. You know that makes my pussy tingle in the best way. We should have a double date. One that starts with dinner and small talk about politics and PTA. We will laugh and get drunk as hell too. Then we will convince them to have a swing session with us and they will happily oblige. Then that’s where the fun will begin. They will not know what hit them when things start to get rough. They will probably try to cut our party short. When we start to purposely inflict pain upon them they will try to leave… key word: Try. By then, it will be too late. And before you know it, we will be fucking like mad lovers in a puddle of blood of our nice naive neighbors.
It’s Hunting Season
I woke up long before the sun came up. Excitement running through my body like small jolts of electricity. In the dimly lit room I cleaned my gun and sharpened my arrows for the hunt. I find conventional hunting very boring. You know the macho men that like to hunt deer and hog and all other sorts of wild life. Please these are unintelligent animals that can not out think you, there is no challenge there. That is why once a year I have my own hunt. He has been in my basement for two weeks now. I have kept him well fed so that he is not at any disadvantage what so ever. he will be at the top of his game and provide a challenge for me. My cunt is dripping with anticipation, he is a scraping man, strong and he knows his way in the wilderness. But he is no match for me. I released my prey 25 minutes ago, naked with nothing but his wits to guide him. I will give him five more minutes then I will track him and the game will begin. As the time grows closer, my cunt is becomes wetter, quivering with the thrill of it all. He will try to out smart me, his survival depends on it. He will try, but he will not be successful. I have never lost his game. Of course IF he can make it to the edge of my land without being taken down, he will survive the hunt. I can feel the pleasure of the kill already. i will take him down with my bow, an arrow to the leg to wound him first, allowing him to run a little more, his heart pounding with fear and pain. I will track him while he is wounded, dipping my finger in his trail of blood and licking it off, making the game a bit more fun as I toy with him. Eventually i will run another arrow through one of his arms, causing more fear and pain as he realizes his chances are diminishing. I will only shoot him if he is close to winning, if not he will die a slow death as my arrows pierce his flesh until he falls, unable to go on. Then I will put the last arrow in a lung and sit at a distance, fucking my over excited cunt, rubbing my swollen clit, waiting to cum as he takes his last breath. It will be the perfect kill and another trophy for my wall.
Bad Influence
I promise you one thing, I don’t scare easily and it takes a lot to shock me. All those secret, hidden fetishes and warped desires you keep locked away, I will bring out of you.
Purge yourself of all those evil, sadistic fantasies your cock throbs over. Admit to me, when you see those pretty young ones, so fresh and new all you can think about is possessing them and using their little bodies for all they’re worth.
I bet if we put our twisted, deviant minds together we can come up with all sorts of hardcore, morbid murder fantasies. Are you strong enough to explore all those extremely brutal and bloody urges that constantly call out to you.
I’m the perfect accomplice to assist you and follow down the unknown darkness together. We feed off each other’s sick, sexual perversions, and lust for the violence we crave to inflict upon the innocent.
My cunt drips envisioning all those unspeakably vile acts we unleash on those pretty little worthless fucks. We’re such a perfect team because neither of us have any remorse or pity for any of our doomed victims, it’s just brutal reality….a simple twist of fate which just so happens to be their worst nightmare.
Mmm, and that is what takes us over the edge of erotic pleasure, hearing their useless pathetic pleas for mercy, there’s nothing sweeter is there?
Medical Advances in Cock and Ball Torture
I know someone who loves to have his cock and balls brutally abused. I had good fun with the motherfucker the other day! I recently ordered an examination table, online (with stirrups), used for gynecological exams. Since this fucker loves pain, I performed the procedure without anesthesia (HAHAHA)! I laid my guinea pig on the table and put his feet in the stirrups-just like a bitch, getting ready to give birth. This fucker gave birth to pain (HAHAHA)! I put on my goggles-grabbed my cigarette lighter and began to burn off the motherfucker’s pubic hairs (I always told the bitch to shave)! He screamed, cursed, and cried as he smelled the scent of his burning hair and flesh. Next, I wrapped barbed wire around his balls-cutting into the flesh. There was so much blood from the cuts made by the wire into his ball sack, that I used it as lubrication for my fingers as I finger fucked his asshole with 1-2-3-4-then 5 fingers….eventually forcing my fist inside of his ass, as I tightened the barbed wire around his testicles-yanked his dick shaft, and flicked the lighter on the head of his cock. I cooked the meat until it turned brown (HAHAHA). All the while, the motherfucker screamed at the top of his lungs and tried to get off of the table (but he was strapped down and couldn’t escape)! Before now, the fucker said he loved CBT!!!!! Next, I took a pair of scissors and repeatedly stabbed his shaft and stopped once the final thrust ripped though the flesh of his shaft. I left the long scissor in his cock and told him to look at it, as he screamed his head off. He began to perspire-uncontrollably and I put the heat of the lighter against the scissor blade that was sticking through his cock, and let it get scolding hot until it cooked his dick-from the inside out! (HAHAHA). Don’t ask for CBT if you can’t handle it!!!!
Playing With Fire
Tell me, are you looking for something wild, deviant and very taboo? Maybe you’ve just dipped you toes in the murky waters of the hardcore and dark side of phone sex, and you’ve discovered you have a taste for it.
I would love to assist you in maybe taking it further, pushing it to see just what your limits are. I get off on the kinky, rough side and I don’t scare easily. I can be anything you want, as long as we keep it on the very deviant side, some evil playtime sounds very intriguing don’t you think?
Tease and denial, edge play, bondage all sounds so delicious to me, I want to get your cock throbbing so hard and the pleasure so intense it pushes us both to go on down that dark, twisted path in a fury. You know all those hardcore fantasies you keep bottled up inside, eating away at you?
You notice that they’re starting to take over and you can’t concentrate until you satisfy that hunger. Don’t worry, your naughty fuck doll will guide you every step of the way, you may just surprise yourself how quickly you take to it.
And when I think you’re ready for it, I will take you to depths of depravity and intensely erotic sadistic fantasies you’ll never be able to go back again. Such endless possibilities await if you’re game…..
Glowing Eyes In The Night
Walking on the side walk I can hear his low guttural growl. I feel him calling me. It is a primitive sound that stirs the fire building low in my abdomen. I can feel it spread with each growl, creeping slowly down to my pussy where it is released in a flood of juices to drip down my thighs. I have to get in to see him. I have to be near him. I return the next day early, dressed in a school girl out fit and I wait patiently until the bus pulls up. Blending in is easy and I am able to slip in as if I am part of the group. It doesn’t take me long to break away and I know right where to find him. In my purse In a zip lock bag I have a raw chicken leg that i used to fuck myself before cumming here so it is covered in my hot juices. I throw the leg into his pen and watch as he circles it, looking at me right in the eye before devouring it and giving me that low, sensual growl of his.
I stay right by his cage all day looking for the right place to hide at closing time. I want to be with him all night. The lights are out, the zoo is empty except for the animals and the moon is full and high in the dark night sky. I sit against a tree with my school girl skirt up around my waist staring into his glowing eyes as my pussy responds to his eyes and my hand finds the warmth of my cunt.
His dark body makes him almost invisible in the night, but for his glowing yellow eyes and his low growl, one would never know he was there. With our eyes locked I masturbate to the sound and feel of him late into the night.
My heart is pounding as I stand on weak knees walking to his cage. I know I shouldn’t do it, but I have to be with him. I have to give myself to him.
As I enter his cage he lunges towards me, I turn and fall to my hands and knees offering my cunt to this huge black cat. He mounts me and sinks his fangs into the back of my neck as he begins to fuck me like a savage.
I don’t know if I will make it out alive, but for now the feeling of the blood dripping down my neck, the heat of his breath, the feel of his fur and the fierce urgency of his thrusts take me over the edge and into another realm.
Super Bowl Party
My lover and I had some prepping to do before our Super Bowl Party yesterday. We got the matching team jersey, chips, drinks, complete guest list and all that was left was our meat for our special homemade nachos. We have specific taste and only a young and tender veal would do the trick. Not too skinny or fat but just enough. We stalked our victims together for a bit until we found the prefect catch. Not one but two intoxicated bimbos, I think this may have been our easiest yet.
We got our potentials in the car and made our way back home. Once inside we tied the brunette up hands above her head and tossed the other one to the side, we still needed her in case our guest got hungry again. I took it upon myself to give the whore a bath. Sprayed her down, made sure she was clean and then rubbed her down with some special oil. My lover eventually joined in, I couldn’t spread both of her legs and rub her inner thighs and lips at the same time.
I know it’s bad to play with your food but she looked so inviting. Plus I’m a strong believer in getting your money’s worth. I held her thigh as he held the other and slid in to feel her insides. He assured me we made the right choice with that sly grin he had on his face after we were finished. Then we preceded to get back to business.
For the hell of it, we let the blonde serve all of our guest. You know she kept her mouth shut, she didn’t want to end up like her friend…and aside from her ball gag she knew better.
I think our Super Bowl Party was a success…How about yours?