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Snuff phone sex

Snuff phone sexI don’t think I am going to survive this Halloween. I think they plan to kill me. You see, I have been bound to together in a tiny little cage, kept barely alive and fucked regularly for who knows how long here. I heard them talking about a Halloween party and how they are going to use all of us girls as part of their haunted house. I wonder what that will mean for us, but it doesn’t sound good. The day is approaching and once it finally arrived I knew. They had a room for all of us, some more brutal than others. The first room was a torture room, they got whipped, canned, and cut. The next room was more torture but they cut off body parts, branded you, used toilet play and lots of furry friend fun. The next room was the gangbang room, the one that ended your life forever. And there was the room I was in, the room where some of us died, and some of us survived. It was all up to us and how extreme each and every one of these men wanted to be. You see they paid good money to kill me.

Over My Dead Body

necrophilia phone sex

Do you ever find yourself fantasizing about necrophilia phone sex? I mean, you would be having sex with a partner who could never say no. She could never talk about to you. You can do whatever you want with her whenever you want it. I mean, just think about it. You can fuck her mouth or ass whenever you have the desire to. And you don’t ever have to worry about her needs when you’re fucking. Because, let’s be honest – dead women don’t have any needs, except maybe a defibrillator and we both know you’re not going to be getting that for her.

A lot of people might think it’s weird to be fantasizing about necrophilia, but I don’t. I’d be more than happy to be that dead girl for you. Maybe on our call you can snuff me out and then have your way with me. You can fuck my body as many times as you want to. I won’t be able to say no. There’s no way I can tell you I am too tired. Doesn’t that sound like a really fun way to spend a night? All you must do is call me so we can get this twisted party started.

Taboo Phone Sex Slave For Daddy

You think you know taboo phone sex, but you don’t know me. I am the nastiest little daddy’s slave you will ever meet. My current daddy tells me how obedient I am. I do all his grunt work. Daddy and his friends are heavy in the import / export business. They traffic young girls and women. In the nice house we have lurks a dark secret. A dungeon and a tunnel that runs under the belly of the city. He moves girls from one place to another to avoid detection. I help him get girls ready for dates or for the auction block. The other day we needed a super young white girl. White girls like me are in high demand but hard to find. They may be hard for daddy to find, but not me. I put on my church clothes and go hunting at the mall for whatever daddy needs. I found just what he wanted at the Disney Store. A blonde blue-eyed all-American princess. Daddy would make bank selling her to his client. I lured the little angel away. When I brought her home, Daddy was very happy with me. She was perfect. The little girl was scared, but she had no idea what was waiting for in just a few hours. I bathed her and dressed her. I did everything per daddy’s client’s wishes. She looked like an American doll baby. This time, I did the finger test. I checked her little hymen to make sure she was a virgin. I have no idea if she is just going to be a fuck slave until she ages out or if she will be fucked and snuffed. If daddy is happy with me, I don’t care what happens to that little girl. Better her than me, right?

Taboo phone sex

I’m Not Always the Victim

snuff phone sex

I have a dark and twisted fantasy that I’d love to share with you. I know I can’t tell many people about this, but you guys are just as naughty as me, so I know you’re going to totally understand. You have to read till the end to get to the really twisted part, so don’t stop reading and call me before you get to the really good part!

Imagine we are in a hotel room that you got for us. A pretty fancy one because I deserve the best. You know I love it when you go down on me, but instead of lying back and letting you go to town on me, I want to climb up and sit on your face. I will slowly lower myself. I want you to stick your tongue out and meet my pussy as I lower myself down onto you. I want to keep going until I am grinding all over your face and you’ve made me cum a couple of times. You really know how to use your tongue, so it’s almost a shame to think about what’s going to come next.

Once I’m sexually satisfied, I am going to just start squeezing your throat with my thighs and sitting all the way down on your face. I start talking to you and telling you that even though you’re good at oral sex, that’s all you’re good at and men like you are a dime a dozen. I don’t have any use for you anymore and I know you won’t be good for any other woman, either. So that’s why I’m going to sit on your face and suffocate you and squeeze the life out of you with my thighs.

I know you’re dying to call me. So what are you waiting for? It might be the very last phone call you ever make, though…so beware.

Red rover Red Rover Cum Over

goth teen phone sex

Red Rover became bloody rover as I was watching your sweet brats and had the older boys in the neighbor hood line up on one side and your Littles one side. As the boys called out Red Rover Call Little miss Kelly and little miss Sarah over, I told whoever didn’t get through the boys would be punished. I giggled as Kelly struggled with those locked arms and cried as she hit the ground unable to get through. I went ahead and Told the youngest Sarah To run through if she could, she would save her self and her sister. Give her credit she ran right into those strong arms and gave herself a bloody nose trying. The blood got me wet as I had those teen boys pick up screaming girls and carry them to the basement. I knew that between you and these young hard cocks those brats would not be able to walk, and I had plans on snuffing them out after they were full of cum and bloody…

Last nut and your last breathe

Suffocation phone sex

I had an invitation to a friend’s wedding. You already know I am not a vanilla type of bitch. I damn sure didn’t want to go to some fancy lame ass wedding. I just agreed to support my friend. I always seem to make my day interesting no matter where I am. I have to nut and I have to kill while busting a nut. It is just that fucking simple! One of the groom’s best man kept staring at me. So I lured his green ass into another room after the reception. I laid my sexy sadistic ass onto the day bed legs spread wide open staring into his eyes. Like magic he was under my spell. I did not have to utter one fucking word. He quickly took his black suit off dick hard ass a rock. He slide his thick snake into my pussy and pounded my walls. I flipped him over to get on top. I rode him like a wild bull. As soon as he started to bust a nut his eyes were closed and I used that opportunity to grab a pillow and cover his face. He tried to buck and get up but I am far to powerful and strong for his scrawny ass. He took his last breath. His last nut. At least he went with a bang!

Mutilation phone sex

Mutilation phone sexThis is something that is etched into my mind, there forever as something that I think about all the time. It changed me that day, I have never been the same really, not since Mutilation phone sex. I had a master you see, and he loved to use me to make money. He would do phone calls that were set up and force me to do whatever the guys wanted to be done while they were on the phone. One day this guy called and he sounded super evil and sadistic. I was terrified of what it was going to be that made him cum, and it wasn’t long before I found out. The phone was on speaker and I heard him and my master talking, and that’s when I heard “mutilate her breast.” I started to scream already, saying no no no please no. This only got a ball gag shoved into my mouth and I bound even tighter with cuffs against the wall. I am screaming and hysterical as I see the devices he has to use on me. I wail and make sounds I have never made before. They sound animistic and inhuman. My nipple is gone, I am ruined, and am fading out. Blacking out from all the blood loss.

Some Men are Born for Snuff Sex

snuff sexSometimes you meet someone, and you know they were put in front of you for snuff sex. Teddy was given to me by some higher, darker power. He was the most annoying man on earth. He was flashy in a way that screamed he was overcompensating for a small cock. All he talked about was his fancy sports car and his money. I don’t exactly scream sugar baby type. I am not impressed with money. I had no idea why he was hitting on me, but he wouldn’t go away. I dropped a roofie in his Martini. I mean what man drinks a Martini in a Goth bar? He got woozy quickly, so I got him to my car. He was a tiny dude. I had no problem getting him in my car. I drove him to my cabin in the woods. When he woke up, he was naked and tied to a St. John’s board that I had on the floor. Next to me were all my knives I use for castration. I was going to kill this annoying fucker, but I was going to castrate and torture him first. I used a dull rusty blade to slice his balls off. I didn’t give him a clean or compassionate castration. I wanted him to scream. I wanted him to hurt. I accomplished both. When he got too loud for my nerves, I shoved his severed balls in his mouth, and I cut off his dick too.  I then made some surgical slices to his arteries and watched as he bled out. It took a while, but the asshat finally died. I fed his dead body to the coyotes. I had no remorse either. No one is going to miss this rich fucker. His ego was way bigger than his dick. Well, now no woman has to endure him again. It was a random act of kindness on my part.

 

My Master is Evil

 

Evil phone sex

I hate the way they look at me. I hate the way they put their fucking eyes on me and glare at me in judgment. It makes me so fucking angry inside like I want to rip their fucking throats out. I want to crush them, but I can’t because they’re my sisters and sisters are supposed to be there for each other. What a load of fucking crap. It’s disturbing how Mom and Dad have no idea that these bitches have tortured me and ostracized me for so many years now. My sisters are what started me on my dark path. I blame them; it’s all their fault. I was regular. I was beautiful I just wasn’t pencil-thin like them. My daddy would call them radiant, and he would call me in the room. They laughed at me; they said I wasn’t popular. I always felt like I was looking up to those bitches. In my late teens is when it got evil. They both had nice pretty perky tits, and mine were too big. They would call me a waste; they said that anything bigger than a handful on a little girl is a waste. All the guys they like my big tittiess, the guys really loved my nice round dark strawberry areolas. My sisters started calling me a whore; they said I was a slut who would do anything for attention, and they disregarded me. That’s when I began killing Critters ripping them in half and watching the Blood and Guts seed out of them. That’s when I started loving the dark art. I met a guy who was much older than me, and he said that he spared me. I was going to be trained instead of slaughtered. My master is what I call him; he taught me everything I know. He told me a secret that would help me, and it still does to this day. My master said to me that I might not be able to punish my sisters because they were close to me; I would undoubtedly get to punish strangers. I found sexy little innocent blond perky titty bitches. And me and my master, we ripped them apart together. I love to beat their bodies lifeless while my master fucked them senseless. My master is a maniac; he drives his big hard cum-filled cock deep down inside of the holes that he visits. My master is hard; he’s piercing, and he likes to cut while he’s fucking. I didn’t get to punish my sisters, but I get to punish all the other girls like my sisters, and I do it so well.

Knife Play

knife play phone sex

I just love it when you bring out your extravagant knife collection. It makes my clit pulsate and drip. That barbaric look in your eyes becomes extremely fierce! Knowing I will submit fully, whilst trembling with fear. Your collection seems to be growing every week. How many knives do you have now?! I want to feel the sharp end of each and every one of them. The way you slice off my panties, with your cock throbbing is one of my favorite parts when it comes to knife play phone sex. I especially love it when you tie me up and force me to watch you sharpen and clean your beautiful knives. Then you finally come over and one of them up to my skin, without puncturing it. Grazing it across my body and you watch my face. Practically never breaking eye contact. You love to keep me in a constant state of fear when it’s knife play time. I love feeling your cock tease my sweet cunt and you scrape my tits a little with that sharp blade. I feel what it does to your body. Your body and mine for that matter. What do you have in store for me tonight?