Murder phone sex fantasies on your mind? They are always on my mind. No one gets out alive with me. So, don’t come to me with your vanilla dreams of fucking a little one and letting him or her go. First rule of being my accomplice, we get rid of the evidence. Once you fuck a sweet little girl pussy, she must die. Now don’t get me wrong. I am in no rush to execute her. I want you to have some fun with her tight little holes. I like watching you destroy her as much as you are going to enjoy destroying her. But make no mistake, the little slut we kidnap, is destined for a snuff porn. The younger the better, but I don’t judge. You can pick any girl young or old or somewhere in between. Whatever gets your dick hard. I just want to be clear that the bitch needs to die when you are done with your fun. I keep men like you out of prison. I keep you safe from being some big black dude’s butt pirate. So, trust me, killing your play thing is in our best interest. You can help me kill her or I can do it for you. I am a stand up girl. I don’t mind getting my hands dirty. What do you think? Want to find a young cunt and have some dirty fun with her?
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Murder Phone Sex Fantasies
Torture sex in daylight
Torture sex in the middle of a target parking lot wasn’t how I expected my Saturday to go. My master wanted an audience. I knew he was going to humiliate me and I had no choice but to be his pathetic cum slut in broad daylight. We went to the middle of nowhere and he knew that he was going to be able to get a blowjob from me. Luckily it was a city about three hours from my home town. Nonetheless, I felt like a pathetic rag doll getting abused and used right in front of a sea of people. I was going to get my holes fucked until my master deemed it necessary. I was riding his dick till he felt his cum shoot and then I would have to do the honors of wearing it as well.
Strangulation Phone Sex
Strangulation phone sex fantasies consume me. I am an erotic asphyxiation girl. I get a rush from blocking my breathing as I masturbate. I am often found with purple rings around my throat. I use scarves, ties and belts, whatever I can to get that euphoric feeling before I orgasm. Last night, I wanted something more, so I went to an asphyxiation club. It’s an underground club only. The patrons are vetted by the owner to keep out criminals and cops. I found this one guy who made my cunt wet with a glance. He put his hand around my throat like I would a big fat dick. He wanted me to know he could crush my larynx with a squeeze. He was the one. We got a private room. He chained me up and put a vibrator on my clit. Holy fuck that vibe was moving a mile a minute on my clit. It was hard not to just cum then. He could see I was near orgasm and he tightened his grip. It was such a tight grip that I passed out. I woke back up with him skull fucking me. His hands still around my throat, I was struggling to breathe again. This time the orgasm was his. He dumped a huge load in my mouth, then tossed me across the room. He was done with me. I looked at myself in the mirror and my eyes were blood shot and my neck purple. I’m so glad this club is here. Makes erotic asphyxiation hotter with a partner.
As You Ordered
I have exactly what you asked for. Big tits, long hair, big eyes, unmarred skin. It took some doing finding someone their age without any type of blemish to their skin, but I managed. I always do. I have kept her safe and sound in the root cellar of a neglected property that you own just as instructed to do. You are paying me a good sum of money to have her ready for you and I always give my clients the upmost customer service.
The other thing you wanted was for her to be mentally broken. It has taken me a long time to do so, but she is now ready. You didn’t want her broken so that she will be complacent, not at all. You wanted all humanity stripped from her so she is more feral, you want her to put up a fight. This is why the length of time has come into play. This is something that doesn’t happen in a week, a month or even a year. Many years have gone by, each month I would see your payment hit my bank account and I would continue her ‘training’.
Now she grunts, eats off the floor, shits in the corner and never ever leaves the room. I don’t even speak to her. At first she would beg for me to say something, anything at all, and the tears, dear Goddess those fucking non-stop tears. If you weren’t giving me so much money I would of stomped her head flat just to get them to stop. However, now, she has forgotten what human words sound like. Her living space, or existence space, since what she is doing is no where near what we consider a life, is dark, quiet, and lonely. When you reach out to her she pulls away, only to hiss at you as a warning to stay away.
She smells like sweat, piss, shit and dirt. All in all she is a truly pathetic sight. Now that the last payment found it’s way into my lovely hands I will stop by your place of business later in the day and drop off the key to her room. She is ready for you to do with as you wish, and if you would be so kind as to tell me exactly it is that you do for her I would genuinely love to hear the details, and if you ever need me again, you know how to reach me.
Caught By your Brat
It was an ass rape porn watching session. Your wife is gone and You snuck me into the basement. My tight teen ass was ready for you to fuck. I love the Prime underground brat porn you found for ass. It makes me so wet that all you need to do is dip your cock in my tight pussy to lubricate my pink puckered ass. I guess I got a little loud as you fucked me in my ass. It felt so fucking good. I heard something and my ears perked up. I saw her in the shadows. Her young eyes were wide and frightened. From me to the big screen. Those girls were as young as she was if not younger. They were crying and you were balls deep in me. I smiled at her and she bolted. I didn’t know you were a daddy until that moment. You slid out of my ass and I took off naked after her. I heard her scrambling and crying. I slowed as I heard the living room closet shut. I snuck closer and could hear her muffled cries. Oh, little one you should have ran out of the house. I swung teh door open and pulled her out by the hair. that scream was stopped short by my fist to her mouth.
I pulled her down the basement stairs. “Is this yours?’ You shook your head yes as you slowly stroked your thick fuckrod. Oh, baby how your eyes lit up as you saw her bloodied face. I cut her clothes off and pushed her towards you. She was confused as you pulled her close. I love how you told her if she sucked daddy’s dick you would protect her from me. I got closer and she opened her mouth to you. She wasn’t expecting you to hold her head on your cock and choke her. Stupid brat, she was turning blue as I grabbed a beer bottle and took her virginity. You let her breath before her young body collapsed. I bent her over so you good fuck her baby girl ass. My hunting knife held in the air as You nodded yes to me. I sliced her throat right as you came in her ass. Now the best part would come, getting you hard again so you could fuck me in your daughter’s blood.
Taboo Phone Sex Accomplice
What are your taboo phone sex fantasies? I have far too many to share, but I bet we have similar interests. Maybe for different reasons, but I bet you like young whores too? You may like them so you can shove your hard cock in their hairless pussies and pink puckered asses, but I like them to carve up their tender age flesh and eventually snuff them out. There are no worse years for girls than their young teen years. Think mean girls. Young girls are desirable to fuck because of their age and everything on their bodies is shiny and tight. They are hell on wheels to other girls, however. Old, young, same age, most women have had a negative encounter with a hot teen slut. I love killing them. A young teen girl is never missed because there is another one waiting to take her place. I am your perfect accomplice phone sex partner. I can lure those mean girls right to your dick. You get to fuck the shit out of their young cunts and tight assholes. You can blow all the DNA you want in them and on them because when it is my turn, there won’t even be flesh left for a forensic team to uncover any DNA. Bones would be the only thing left and they will be spread all over the place. If you have rape fantasies about young girls, then you need me to kill them for you once you have had your fun.
Snuff druggy whore
I’ve ran out of all of my drugs and I will literally do anything that I have to do in order to get my fix. My dealer can’t even keep up with me and the supply that I constantly demand from him. I’m always high and fucked up and he knows it. Since I never have any cash on me to give him, we have worked out a deal where I give him my slutty snuff sex fuck holes and he can do whatever he fuckin wants with me. This time though, he told me that it wasn’t enough. My worthless body isn’t what he wants anymore. Instead, he has his perverted filthy eyes on my little youngsters. I told him I didn’t wanna give up my barely legal skanky whores but I knew that this was literally gonna be the only fucking way that I am gonna be able to keep my drug binge going. I brought their sweet little cunts into the room with us and stripped them down so that they were naked just like their Mommy. Meanwhile, my drug dealer is insulting & degrading me and his cock is becoming even fuckin harder and thicker. They are way too young for him to be shoving his dick inside of their tiny holes but they both know that Mommy is a dirty druggy cunt and I will always do what I need to do in order to keep my high. Especially my older angel, she knows all too well because she has been Mommy’s little helper since the day that I popped her out of my slutty cunt. Mommy loves going to the bathroom in front of her daughters and they enjoy watching just as much! I squatted over my dealer’s cock and pissed all over him. It was draining down his nut suck and puddling on the bed as he lay spread out. My little angels were playing with their tiny pussies while they watched me then take a huge shit all over his big penis. He loves my fresh turds and how I use my ass cheeks to smear it all over his manhood. It’s so warm and juicy and best believe I always love sharing it with my littles so that they can enjoy it too, hehe. They look so much cuter when they are covered in Mommy’s shit and piss. My older angel has pimples all over her face so I do her a favor and lick all over her acne and pop them into my mouth. Her puss is the perfect addition to the taste of my scrumptious poop and pee!
I am Your Fantasy Phone Sex Whore Galore
I don’t know where to start in my fantasy phone sex tale. I am so wet just thinking about what transpired. Lady L came to me. She needed a specific job done. See this sexy whore had some dark and dangerous secrets she was keeping. Two weeks ago Lady L went to these hot black men and asked for a gun. Only when she couldn’t produce the money for the armory she wanted they demanded her hot fucking body as payment. Not one Big black dick did she have to service but three big black dicks being pleasured all her holes. I didn’t believe such a hottie had to fuck all three but she showed me the video. And Lady L. Had so much fun. But tonight she said that gun she bought was to be her end. I was to guide her through putting that beautiful shiny black piece in her mouth and taking away a fuckable piece of ass from this world. I made her confess her sins. Seems as if we had the same interest. I loved slutkins and so did she. Tasting boy cock and finger fucking ass holes. “Yum baby. I am so wet I wish I was there when you did it.” My pussy was wet as she handed me the gun and stripped bare for me. I delighted in fucking her pussy while she ate goth teen phone sex pussy out. I tried to get her to join me as an accomplice but she wanted her naked body to be fucked after death. I called a couple hot necrophiliacs with big dicks so they could come to fuck her lifeless, very hot big tittied corpse. We counted down together. I played with my pussy trying to tempt her into being my accomplice whore. But no, at one she blew her brains out. Blood was everywhere as I kissed her mouth and waited to film the fuck scene of her cold corpse. I can think of a few of my sexy men who would love to come and play.
Taboo Phone Sex Fetish for Master
When you are a taboo phone sex slut, guys come to you for all sorts of things, even very rare fetishes. Some of my masters have some strange fetishes too. My current master is into pyschrophilia. I had too Google it when he told me he wanted me to help him with his fetish. Do you know what it is? It is getting your dick hard or your pussy wet seeing folks extremely cold. My guess is it is somehow linked to necrophilia. I mean if you are getting a boner from a girl freezing in the snow, maybe you want to fuck a corpse? Master wanted me to find him a hot young thing for his fetish. I know his type. Young, dumb and blonde. I found a mini me that fit his type at the mall. The mall is a cesspool for young, dumb blonde girls. Stacy was her name. It was up to me to lure her, so I needed a good story. I told her I was a scout for a sporting store mogul who needed a fresh-faced girl to model outdoor apparel. She bought it hook, line and sinker. Snuff porn was her true job. Master was very happy with my selection. We did some test shoots and the camera loved her. I spiked her drink, so she would comply easily. Either the drink worked super quickly, or she was just a slut. Regardless, she was naked outside in the snow faster than either of us expected. She was wearing a scarf and a hat and boots. The colder she got, the harder my master’s dick got. I could see his boner in his pants getting stiffer the bluer her skin got. She didn’t realize she was hired for a snuff. Master left her chained naked in the snow all night. We watched her slowly die of hypothermia. She looked like Jack Nicholson at the end of The Shining, only sexier. Master fucked her dead frozen body. He likes sex with dead bodies and pyschrophilia. I am just his subby accomplice. I bring him girls to murder however he wants.
Road Trip
We were half way to Vegas when you nodded your head toward a car that had it’s hood up on the side of the road just up ahead. I nodded back. We slowed down then pulled in behind the car. Breaking down in the middle of the Mojave Desert in August wasn’t a pleasant experience for anyone. You walked over to inspect the engine while I made my way to the driver’s side of the car. She was in there, just staring straight ahead while gripping the steering wheel hard. I introduced myself and she said nothing, she was just gripping the steering wheel harder and harder. She was sweating like mad. Her shirt was soaked with sweat and her lips were dry.
I walked over to my bike, took out a bottle of water from my bag then handed it to her. Again, nothing. What the fuck was wrong with this bitch? She finally looked at me and said, “You need to leave, I don’t need help from people like you.” People like me??? I asked her, “What sort of ‘people’ do you think we are?” She looked straight ahead again and said, “Bad.” She wasn’t wrong, but I was actually trying to be nice! Last time I do that. I poured the water out next to her door, then tossed the empty bottle into her car. I walked around the front of the car and told you what she said. You raised your eyebrow then laughed.
You said, “Fuck her.” We both got on our bikes and took off. You and I stopped at a little dive about two miles up the road. Besides the three workers we were the only ones in there. We watched to see if anyone drove by from her direction but they didn’t. You decided we needed to visit her again. It was my turn to laugh. We made our way back to her car. She was slumped over her steering wheel. I wasn’t sure if she was even alive. It had been 119 degrees and she didn’t have any water. We parked and you went to her window. She wasn’t faring very well. I grabbed some water, you opened her door, dragged her out into desert and laid her down. I lifted her head up and poured water into her mouth. After a bit she came around.
Before it had been, “you are bad” now it was “thank you, thank you, thank you” too late for that cunt. She should of taken the help offered before. You helped me put her into the back seat, she thought we were going to help her. Not this time. You climbed in on top of her, I smoked a cigarette by the trunk listening as your fists hit her face a few times. She was screaming, but you were fucking her so neither you or I really cared. After you were done you backed out of the back seat.
You took her keys and opened the trunk, she had two gas cans in there. Both you and I dumped all that wonderful smelling liquid over the car, and when you splashed some on her, she snapped out of the haze she was in. The begging was getting on my fucking nerves. You slammed the door shut, then tossed a match inside. It took a moment but then we had the most amazing bon fire. We stood there for a few minutes, the smell of burning flesh is horrible, but we wanted to watch.
You put your arm around my waist and I laid my head on your shoulder. It was truly romantic. Finally her screaming stopped and we walked to our bikes, got on, and road away. It was going to be the best road trip and mini vacation ever.