Had a call for bloody phone sex tonight. It started out that we went to a party at a friend’s place and we both got wasted. While he was outside for a smoke, somebody got stabbed. He ran over to help but there wasn’t much to be done as it was a lot of blood and the person was on their way out. I ran outside when I heard the screams and made my over to where the crowd had gathered. Since people quickly figured out that he was dying they made their ways back into the house for talk and more drinks. I had never told anyone but I had a blood fetish. I called my man over and began running my hands in the hot blood that was continuing to pour from his wound. I then told my guy to unbutton his pants and get his cock out, he was telling me that it was wrong but all I saw was red blood and was instantly horny. I ran my hands along his cock and let him feel the heat and the stickiness of the blood- he began to moan at the feel. I was now stroking and cupping his balls as he bent down and stuck his own finger into the gaping hole and scooped some of that red goodness out and used it to start finger fucking my already gushy pussy. We played for a while until the guy actually died and the blood started coagulating. We have now been talking about going out and finding a random to stab so that we can have more blood to play with!
Category: Violent phone sex
Bondage Phone Sex Gone Wrong
Bondage phone sex can go horribly wrong when you are a druggy whore. One of the ways I make extra money to score coke is with bondage shoots. I enjoy being bound and gagged for photographers. It makes me feel vulnerable. It requires trust. I must trust the photographer. Trust that he is taking pictures for some sort of fetish site and not going to hurt me. The truth is though, that if I am restrained, you can do anything you want to me. Stuff a ball gag in my mouth and I cannot scream for help. This makes me your perfect victim. I agreed to a bondage shoot with the guy I did not know. Coronavirus has limited my options for making money to buy coke, so I answered an ad on a fetish site. I thought he was just looking for models to profit from. A photographer pays women like me to be his model. He then makes way more money from selling the pictures to many different online rags. I never have ownership of the pictures, even though I am the model. The guy seemed fine. He had an assistant who tied me up and helped me into certain poses. He was polite while taking pictures, then suddenly Mr. Hyde disappeared, and I was dealing with Dr. Jeckel. He got verbally abusive. He spewed a litany of insults at me. His assistant started yanking the ropes like a sick puppeteer. My arms were restrained behind my back and I could feel him pulling tightly like he wanted to fracture my arm. I was not just uncomfortable; I was in pain. His assistant came around to the front of me and spit in my face before he began using me as a punching bag. He broke my nose. Fractured some ribs. I passed out strung up on my tippy toes. What woke me was the impact my body made on the floor when he cut me loose. They were not done yet. I agreed to a bondage shoot, but what I made was a gangbang rape porn. Other men came into the room and fucked my pussy and sodomized my ass for hours. At least I still got paid. The coke I bought helped dull the pain until it did not.
Fucked to Death
I can feel his hot breath breathing on me as his hot sweaty body lays on top of me.
My cunt is torn and bloody as yet another filthy cock slams into me, splattering his seed, mixing it with the cum cocktail that drips from my gaping fuck hole.
The piss that splatters over me, stings the open wounds that could only have come from being beaten to submission.
My cunt, having been tortured with repeated fistings and fuckings is now numb and dripping with the bodily fluid of countless sadistic men.
I lay there, on the cold hard ground lifeless as tears stream down my face, washing away the spit, piss and sperm that covers my eyes.
My perky white tits are black and blue from hard punches and scratched from being scrapped across the gravel as they repeatedly forced cock after cock into my mutilated bloody ass.
I am not sure how I got here or how many more men are playing in this gangbang rape porn fuck fest but I am sure they will continue even after they have fucked my limp body to death.
So I close my eyes, giving up the fight and allow them to force the life out of me while I suffocate on my very last nasty filthy cum covered cock.
My Violent Phone Sex Death is In Your Hands
Dear Master:
I have violent phone sex fantasies; therefore, I am your willing victim. I know I am a worthless whore. Maybe in my death, I can find a purpose. Maybe in death, I can finally be worthwhile to you. I deserve to die. I do not deserve to die quickly, however. No mercy killing for this blonde bimbo. That is why I am offering myself up to you. I know you will not kill me quickly. I know it will not be a painless death either if you are my executioner. I understand that you are a sadistic bastard who can find hundreds of ways to snuff me. How should you kill me, Master? Let me count the ways. Punch me like you are Mike Tyson. Kick me and bend me like Beckham. Slam dance my face off a concrete floor. Break my bones. Set me on fire or slow roast me alive over an open flame. Disembowel me. Strangle me. Suffocate me. Dismember me with a chainsaw. Beat me with a baseball bat or a tire iron. Give me a lobotomy. Stab me. Nail me to a tree and let the wilderness eat me alive. Hang me. Stone me. Drown me. Bury me alive. Douse me in acid. Tie me between two cars and tear me in two. I know you are the kind of creative man and sick man to make my snuff sex death excruciating and memorable. You can profit off my death too Master. Stream my death for money. Sell my organs on the black market. Charge a fee to fuck my dead body. I know I do not deserve to keep on living. I am surprised I have lived this long. But then, until now, I had never met you.
Your subby whore in life and death,
Cassandra
Gangbang Rape Porn Party
Gangbang rape porn makes me wet. I know. Not the typical statement from a soccer mom. I love lots or guys fucking me at once. I was feeling in a dark mood the other night, so I went to this underground swinger’s club with a twist. It is a kinky swinger’s club. BDSM, double penetration, watersports, hardcore ass fucking. It is not just swapping partners. It is about dominating and breaking wives. Women can go solo because they always ending up breaking a woman quickly and she becomes incapacitated. They welcomed me to the party because the guy running the show knows it is hard to break this bitch. I was blowing this hung married guy while another one fucked my ass. Guys were joining in and it quickly became a gang bang. I was not the only woman in the place, but you would not have known that based on all the cock my fuck holes were getting. A couple wives joined in, but they started crying when their assholes got fucked. Amateurs. More cock for me then. I ended up with like 50 cocks. I like that ratio. I love gang bangs, group sex, orgies, hardcore ass fucking. I am a seasoned whore. The gang bang turned sinister like something out of a snuff porn. The husbands got rough. Violent rough. They started strangling me, choking me, and punching me as they shoved several cocks in a hole at once. I tried to be a good whore. I licked cum and piss off the floor. I was an ass to mouth slut. I did not flinch when cigars burned my nipples. I think they were showing the wives how a whore is supposed to be treated. I showed them well, because when it was done, my ass was gaped so wide a head would have fit up it. I was covered in so much cum, I could not open my eyes. And my limbs were officially sore.
A Slut Who Loves Violent Phone Sex
I don’t know about you, but every now and then (okay all the time!) I love violent phone sex. Getting calls from guys who want to inflict pain and suffering on me turns me on like you would not believe. It’s not everyone’s cup of tea, but it’s definitely mine. So if you’ve always wondered what it would be like to talk about violent fantasies while you jerk off, then I am most definitely your girl. I happen to enjoy a little pain with my pleasure, so we are most definitely sure to have some kinky fun when you call me.
But maybe you want to be my partner in crime and we could cause a little pain to another girl. I can be quite sadistic when I am in the mood to be. Maybe if I had a violent partner like you, we could really do some damage to some poor, unsuspecting girl. Maybe it’s someone who has mercilessly teased you and now you want to teach her a lesson. I’m totally up for that and then some. Who knows what will end up happening to her. Oh well…whatever it is, she definitely deserves it. Come on, baby! Let’s play!
It’s Only Fun If Someone’s Bleeding
The thought of your hand slapping me hard, the sting, the heat…the pain gets me so wet!
I know you love it to!
You love hearing me cry and seeing the mascara run down my face.
But I am not like other girls…I love the pain!
A tiny little slap wont do it!
Slapping my face and pulling my hair is foreplay!
If you can’t look me straight in the eye and choke me to near death while fucking my face, then you can’t make me cum!
I want you to wrap your hands around my fragile neck and squeeze so hard that you are jacking off your own thick hard cock while you slam it down my throat!
Then when I am passed out, fist my tight cunt until the walls of my cunt are gaping and draping!
But my tight ass is feeling a little neglected and you see that fresh fuck hole, still intact and your cock gets so damn hard that a cat can’t scratch it!
Then you flip my lifeless body over and start ramming that meat deep into my shit hole!
The only lube is the blood that dripped from my cunt which is starting to dry and make it an extremely tight fuck!
But then I start to regain consciousness, just as you are about to nut!
You quick backhand sends me back and you yank that cock out and lose your load all over my mutilated mangled body!
Now ThAt makes my cunt spasm!
Cum while you Burn
If I let you, I want ruin your orgasm as you Die. Your last cum will be in a blaze. You will wake up in hell and it will never end!
That should all you need to know for my castration phone sex. But you’re a bitch boy. You always need more. So for your pathetic ass I will include a few details of how I want to destroy your cock and balls and your complete body.
Hanging by a meat hook in the cold strategy room of my torture facilities you awake. Your blurry eyes see me and confusion fades. In my hand is a ribbed large sound bar. I smile as you realize you are butt ass naked. The tools in the metal tray beside me catch your eye, and you fucking smile. You love pain! You’re a sick Masochistic aren’t you. I follow you on a pain website I have seen your ball torture. It impresses me and makes me wet as I take you sweet baby boy dick and begin working my heated sound bar in your piss hole!
The carpet needles are next to thread your balls with steel wire. You’re screaming in pain. But I don’t fucking care. You still find pleasure in the pain as my steer castration emasculator grabbed and pulled those hamburger balls down before I asked you if you want to cum on Last time? You say no, But I have better plans as I toss the gasoline on you and flick my zippo open. You cum as the pain gives you the last does of pleasure to your brain. I clip your balls in the flicks of fire lapping your body.
BYE bitch boy!
I get off on torture sex!
Is it cold in here or just me?
As any good snuff girl should, I think about sex with dead bodies. You see I like to think about myself being killed and then someone enjoying my little body before it is thrown away or cut up. Them shoving their hard cocks into my mouth, pussy, ass and throat with little care as to how rough they get. They will use me as a little sex doll to get their pleasure from me until my body cools too much and I get stiff. Cut each of my hands off and curl the fingers up to use for jerking off cocks, slice my pretty feet off and send to those who are into fucking feet. Remove my arms and legs and keep my torso in the freezer for use of my pussy and asshole later. Remove my head and pull the teeth out to make it easier to use my mouth for whatever they want to stick in it. Maybe toss my remains out into the dumpster that’s nearby and feed my insides to the local strays. They will keep all of the pieces that would be used for identification so that they can get away with this snuff scot free. They will be able to continue to use my pieces for years to cum with proper care!
Last dance with Marley
Tonight Daddy wanted necrophilia phone sex. He said that he had grown tired of me and instead of letting me go and him risking the chance of being in trouble, he decided to end my life. He gave me a lethal cocktail of drugs that he had gotten online and then started torturing me. He cut and stabbed me everywhere that he could. Hit me with a bat and when I lost consciousness he started fucking me until I drew my last breath. He then pulled his cock from my pussy and shoved it into my ass before the muscle tone was lost. He came in my ass and then sewed my asshole shut. He washed his cock off in my rapidly cooling mouth and then shoved it into my twat for the last time. He finished with carving his initials into my torso and then tossed my lifeless body into the pit out back for the coyotes to take care of.















