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Snuffed out at the morgue

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Sometimes I get a wild hair and I have the need to add another victim to my friends at the morgue. Today was that day. I saw her walking down the street in a pair of stilettos, her head held high as if she was better than everyone. I decided that she would be my victim. I followed her to her car, and when she went to get in, I came up from behind and wrapped a chain around her neck. After securing her hands and feet, I put her into the backseat of her own car and drove her to the morgue. I took her to the back room, the dungeon where I keep all of my toys. Securing her to a table, I began to cut into her body with my knife, Cassie, just to watch her bleed. Seeing her beg for mercy just made my pussy that much wetter. As I snuffed her out, I got myself off with one of the men that was just brought in earlier that day.

sold for a week

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Master wakes me up. He has a job for me. He dresses me up in a skimpy maid costume. Looks like I’ll be cleaning. I arrive at the man’s house. I go in head down. His wife or slave I don’t know which instructs me to go to his bedroom and start cleaning… I begin to wipe things down as he is watching me from the bed. I can feel his eyes on me never faltering. He gives me the creeps. I bend over to pick up trash and he is behind me. He presses his naked body against my ass. I wish I could tell him to fuck off. I’d catch my death if I did that, though. I giggle a fake giggle. He is pleased I assume. He asks me to turn around and face him. I do as Commanded. He starts kissing me as he rubs my nipples. They become hard. He slips his hands down to my cunt. He starts fingering me. He asks me if I know that he has me for the week. I paid big money for you monetta he says as he smiles. You are all mine!! I smile a fake smile. He strikes me across the face. He laughs an evil laugh. I keep myself from crying. I wonder when my sad tortured life will end. He throws me onto the bed and rips off my flimsy joke of a maid outfit with on hand. He is really strong I can tell by how he is handling me like a rag doll.. he ties me up. First my feet. Then my hands. I’m in a star shape on his bed. Naked. Cold. He gets a call on his phone. He tells me he will return. He has business to discuss. No telling how long I will lay here… (to be continued)

Torture sex for the holidays

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I have been hanging out with the same master for awhile now and he is looking for fresh meat to fuck with and torture. He proclaims this is the best part of the year. Sweet girls dressed in tiny dresses, going with their families to take Christmas photos to send out to all of their peers. He chuckles at the thought and suggest why don’t we put our services out there to take our own photos and make our own Christmas cards for them to send out.

We keep getting clients calling us non stop, and he finally has one family that meets his criteria. Two perfect girls, all dressed in tiny white dresses and a mommy and daddy. We invite them to our studio that all appears to be friendly and normal. He takes no time getting the mommy and daddy in the pose he wants and quickly ties them up.

Mommy and daddy have pretty little red scarfs in there mouths, chocking on their spit. He takes one of the sweet girls and rips her dress right off. He starts to trace every inch of her smooth little virgin skin. Awe the parents are crying! He starts to take his dick out and makes me suck it only to penetrate that perfect little tight sealed up pussy hole! It is so tiny, he rips her open with a couple of thrust.

Blood starts gushing all down her thighs as she tries to wiggle out of his grip. Her face is red and she has tears dripping all the way down her neck. My master enjoys licking up at her salty tears. It truly is the most wonderful time of the year for my master.

Instead of a white Christmas, he wants a painted red one fully of diluted blood from tears.

Fulfilled

 

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My rape fantasy got fulfilled this morning when I tried to roll out of bed only to be faced with instant restraint. My arms and legs had been strapped down while I slept! I called out for daddy in a confused sleepy voice but all I heard was a low chuckle. He knew his pretty little victim was awake finally and ready to be tortured. He walked into my room wearing a black ski mask and carrying a heavy black duffle bag full of clinking metal objects. I shuddered in both fear and sexual anticipation as he grew closer and smiled a big toothy grin through the hole of his mask. Soon his hands were clamping cold sharp nipple clamps down onto my puffy little nippies and then he removed a third smaller one and snapped it down painfully onto my little wet bean between my pussy lips. I tugged on my binding constraints but it was no use, he was already on top of me with his dick slamming into my ass painfully and his big meaty hands around my throat, choking off my words and cries. My little ass hole spread and gaped around the girth of his cock and covered his dick in small crimson ribbons of my blood. It hurt so bad I actually began to shit on his dick! I didn’t mean to but he only liked it more! He knew he was abusing my little hole but he didn’t stop until he filled my asshole with a fresh load. After he was done pleasuring himself he gave me permission to cum on his dick and then lick all of my blood, shit and cum off of his dick. He shoved the bag underneath my bed and promised that I could see the rest of his devices next time.

Your Dark Fantasy Phone Sex Slut

fantasy phone sexI’m what you would call a dark fantasy phone sex slut. I cater to those fantasies you are afraid to even admit you have! The ones no woman in her right mind would let you explore with her. You can tell me anything. I am anything but right in the mind. I didn’t grow up in a loving 2 parent household. My mother was a crack whore who left me and my daddy when I was knee high for her pimp. I looked just like my mother, which pissed off daddy. He was saddled with a brat who reminded him of his whore wife; a brat he never believed was his in the first place. Needless to say, I was daddy’s punching bag. He slapped me, even sucker punched me every chance he had too. I would be sitting at the table doing home work when he would toss a beer bottle at my head and spit in my face. He would always tell me that if I told a soul, I would go into foster care and be treated even worse. Eventually daddy treated me like an ass rape porn star too. Fisted my ass, sodomized it with his beer bottles, eventually his cock. I have been a fuck pig all my life. I guess you could say I have daddy issues because even though I ran away before I finished school, I ended up with a series of men just like daddy. I never went to college. I don’t even have my GED, but I found my way in the fetish world. I discovered I am very good at being a submissive whore. I excel at being treated like a piece of shit. I get off on being degraded and extreme pain. So don’t worry about your sick fantasies. They will not scare me away. They may not even be sick enough for me.

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He picks up her lifeless body. He moves her onto the bed. He spreads her stuff legs wide open. He feels her pussy, she won’t be getting wet for him. He uses some lubricant. He puts it on his rock hard cock. The fact that she’s not breathing turns them on.  He lifts up her legs. You can the bones  popping. She’s been dead at least a few hours. Just the way he likes him. He slips is throbbing dick inside of her tight cunt. He moves in and out of her. Her eyes rolled into the back of her when she died all you can see are the whites. What a huge turn on for him. She has a horrified look on her face. Probably from where He was cutting her up with that knife. He remembers how sexy she looked having all that blood squirting out of her. All the while her pussy was soaking wet too. He keeps fucking that Lifeless pussy. He sticks his fingers into the cuts. He feels the wetness  of the blood that is going cold. It excites him further. He’s ramming her as hard as he can. It still feels like it’s Not enough to get him to the brink. He decides he needs more blood and guts. He takes two fingers and pops out one of her pretty eyes. It dangles on the cord. That’s what gets him off. Has he licks her blood off his fingers her cums inside her rotting twat. He feels release. He feels complete. He kisses her cold forehead. Picks her up and puts her in his freezer. He will be saving her for later

Torture Sex Step Mom

torture sexTorture sex is for the man’s pleasure. As a fuck pig, I understand my place. I know I am here for whatever a man needs from punching bag to snuff doll.  My step son is a man of cruel intentions. He has never liked me. I have been his punching bag since he was a school boy. In fact, he was the first man to break me. The irony was that he was no man at the time. Just a young teen boy. His hatred of me fueled his desire to make me his bitch. I had been married to his father less than a year when it first happened. My husband went out of the country for a week, leaving me in charge of my step son. Little did my husband know that that his young son was clearly the one in charge of me. This was before my husband and I had little ones of our own.  A mommy never forgets the moment when her boy owns her. I had gone down to the basement because he informed me there was some sort of wounded animal trapped by the cellar door. As I walked down the dark stairs, he pushed me.  I was the wounded animal. He chained me up. Put a collar on me and told me he was in charge now. I was scared. He denied me light, food, even water. My only diet for several days was his piss and cum. He fucked my ass repeatedly, even smacked me around and fisted my fuck holes. I was not leaving my basement dungeon until I said, “You own me. I am your bitch.” I fought it for a few days, but then I grew weak and a little crazy from sensory deprivation. He broke me. I have been his ever since. He is in his 20s now, but stronger and way crueler than ever.

My Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is the only kind of phone sex. I need something extreme to get off. How about you? I’m easily annoyed and driven by revenge and sick folly. Things most people would never consider, are every day thoughts to me. Like today. I saw this blonde blue eyed little angel at Dairy Queen. She was licking on a vanilla cone and all I could think about was her licking your cock. You know you would  enjoy having an extremely little girl blowing your cock. Then my next image is of your bloody cock from fucking her tight little cunnie. Then I see her crying from the pain your cock is causing her butt hole as you force fuck her ass. I almost touched myself in Dairy Queen. I went to my car to lick my cone and rub my pussy thinking of all the violent and fun things we could do with such a little angel. Of course the last thing we would do with her is snuff sex. Can’t let the little cunt live to tell people about the vile ways we violated her little body , can we! I really need an accomplice phone sex partner. I know I am not alone in my dark fantasies.

The Fall Skank Hunt

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This time of year always excites me. All of the yummy food and traditions from the old world. I love it. This year I will be having my family in, and I will be giving them the best feast they have ever had. But first I have to get the perfect foul fowl. I went on my hunt to find a choice meaty skank. I got everything prepared. I wanted it to be perfect. I needed my look and my scent just right, after all I don’t want to scare them off. The crisp fall air felt so good on my pale skin. My long black hair flowing behind me as I prowled. The Moon Goddess was bright,  and she showed me the way to the perfect college party. In the City of Sin, there is always a party. I wanted something young, thick and pure. There is always the nerdy girl who got dragged to the party. She would be drunk and fall right into my sights. I walked in and looked around the place.

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Drunk girls everywhere, perfect hunting ground. All of the silly little college boys jaw’s dropped when they watched me walk in, but I didn’t care. I was on a mission. I knew what I wanted, and I knew exactly where to find her. After a few minutes of scouting, I found her. Passed out in a hallway closet. She had puked all over herself. I shoved my finger down her throat to make her puke again. She woke up to see me trying to help her. I told her I would clean her up and we walked right out of the house together. I could feel her weight against me as she leaned on me for help. Her 42 double d’s made my mouth water. I was going to roast those first. They would be so tender and juicy, I just had to get her home first. 

Accomplice phone sex with Langley

Accomplice phone sexOn the way home I stopped by our local gym, we ate beautifully, and richly last night, and I had some serious calories to burn off. I can’t help favoring that fine round rump she had on her.

While I was there stretching, I ran into this sexy little thing I work with, Katelyn from youngonesphonesex.com. She’s got a fine, rounded ass, and some nicely thickened thighs. I think my favorite cannibalism phone sex caller will just love the taste of her! I’m the best at accomplice phone sex, and here, there’s no taboos!

So I invite her back to my place, the dumb bitch thinks it’s for a 3 some, haha! So we head over and I have her get comfortable on the couch while I go get our partner. He’s an older gentleman, but he’s got a really nice cock! And an even nicer mind. While he stands before her and I introduce them to each other, I say “Katelyn, this is Rick. Rick, this is my coworker Katelyn, and she’s going to be our dinner tonight.” As her eyes widen, before she gan finish gasping “What?!” I clasp a rag doused with medical grade ether to her mouth and nose. With my upper body strength, keeping her pinned until she loses consciousness.

Once she’s in the basement, and all nice and smooth and clean, her skin softly glowing with the aura of life, I ask Rick, “hey baby, I was thinking, we’ve been eating a lot of grilled and roasted meals lately, and it’s getting so cold outside, do you think we could make a nice stew tonight?”

“Darling, I think that sounds like a fantastic idea! Let’s lay her on the table for prep, and we’ll work together on her seasonings and the vegetables.” This just makes me giddy! I love spending time with him, especially in the kitchen. I feel so connected with him when we prepare our meal together.

The water is boiling nicely in the cauldron while we ground fresh herbs and chopped the potatoes, parsnips, and celery. I have a nice dish of herb rice stuffing baking in the oven. The house smells glorious.

When the water is to a nice boil, we plop her in int rolling water, and clasp shot the metal grate lid, leaving her about a foot between her and the top. She’s there, floating face up for a few moments, before the pain of her hot flesh begins to wake her. She starts crying and whimpering as her flesh turns bright pink, then red. She tries to push against the lid, just making herself sink lower in the water, towards the searing hot bottom.

As her life fades from her body, as she’s cooking alive, Rick and I discuss what plates we’re going to use tonight, and which wine would suit her best. I think tonight, red should do.

Now, what’s for dinner do you think?

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