Sex with dead bodies is a hobby of mine. I don’t like people. I like to fuck, but sometimes fucking becomes complicated because men can be sap asses and dick wads. I was having awesome sex with this dude I picked up Friday night. He had a huge cock and he appeared to know how to use it. I was thinking he would leave after we fucked but he wanted to cuddle. I am a far cry from a cuddle bunny. I don’t wanna spoon or cuddle. I stabbed him. I wanted to fuck again, but no way was I going to go repeat the cuddle fiasco plus he was bleeding out. I hacked off his dick and slit his throat. He bled out on my pillows as I waited for rigor mortis to kick in and I used his dead severed dick as a dildo. A severed dick is a better choice to get me off. Doesn’t talk to me and sure as fuck doesn’t try to cuddle. He laid there bleeding out and slowly dying watching me get more pleasure from his cock once it was detached from his body than I did when it was dangling between his legs. I squirted from his severed cock. Hot damn, I can’t believe I didn’t think of that sooner. Consider yourself warned. Try to cuddle or spoon with a taboo phone sex slut and your dick gets severed from your body and used as a dildo.
Tag: Bloody Phone Sex
Let’s Play
I hope your ready to get a little messy. I have all the things we need for a very good time, I’m so glad your finally getting around to playing with me. I’ve sharpened all the knives, and even picked out a few gags. Where do you want me to start at, locked in the cage? Or would you rather tie me to the pole? Will we start with whipping or stabbing? Ultimately it doesn’t matter you will make me scream, cry and beg. You’ll make me wish I was never born. You’ll make me feel pain like never before all the way up to my last moments. And in those last moments I’ll feel a peace I’ve never felt until then and it will be all thanks to you.
Domination Phone Sex: I Do Anything to Please
It was a domination phone sex call. I get a lot of those as a submissive slave. Some phone masters remind me of real life experiences. Master Ted reminded me of this one time when I was fucking out of desperation for coke. Why? Well, Master Ted was having me fuck myself with various things I could find in the house. A rolling pin, a wine bottle, a curling iron, a hairbrush, even my own fist. Once time this dealer told me he would give me coke if I entertained him. I tried to suck his dick, but he slapped me away, much like my phone master. Some men love using my skanky holes, others won’t get near me with a ten-foot pole. They don’t want anything to do with my skanky holes. I was desperate for coke that night like I often am. I started dancing for him and he laughed. He shamed me for thinking I was sexy like a stripper. I had two strikes, so I had to think quickly. I saw a baseball bat and I grabbed it. I started pushing it up my cunt and he didn’t roll his eyes, so I knew I was going in the right direction this time. He shifted his legs, which usually means hard dick in pants. I fucked my cunt so hard, I was raw. Like hurts raw. What got me the blow was putting that bat up my ass like an ass rape porn star. I ruined my asshole, but I got my coke. Master Ted was getting off listening to me fuck my pussy and ass with things way too big to be fucking my holes with. If you call me for some subby fun, remember I will put anything up my holes to please you.
I’m Just Dirt
I need you to be mean to me. Treat me like the dirt on the bottom of your shoe, you don’t want it there not really. Treat me like that dirt, what would you do with dirt that doesn’t belong on your things. You would get rid of it. That is exactly what you should to do me. Sure you can play with me a bit, but really how long do you really want to waste time on a pile of dirt? I deserve no warning and no exception. I’m merely for your brief pleasure and then you have no need for me. You can toss me away or explore a different option. One that deep down you’ve always wanted to try. I know you can do it, after all who’s going to miss a stupid dumb whore?
Drugged And Snuffed
I’ve been to this club so many times, always looking for a real man to step up and take what he wanted. Most nights no such man existed in that place and just when I was going to give up on the thought, you approached me. You handed me a drink, I can see just a tiny fizzle at the bottom and I smiled taking the drink. I sipped slowly and listened to you talk to me, at first I felt disappointed. I felt normal it took a few minutes before I started feeling really floaty and felt like I needed to lay down. You chuckled when I started to stumble, you grabbed me and played it off to those around us I had just had to much to drink. I smiled and played along I allowed you to load me up into your car. I fell asleep as we drove away. When I awoke again you were standing over my naked body, I was on what felt like a hard mattress. I still felt to groggy and couldn’t move. You approached and I noticed your cock was bloody. I looked down and realized there was a lot of blood between by legs. Followed by a lot of stinging pain, but I didn’t cry I felt a sense of pleasure. I looked closer and notice the culprit of the blood and pain was a cock ring with razor blades sticking out the sides. You had a evil grin on your face as you grabbed me by my head and force your bloody cock down my throat. I choked and gasped feeling it cutting my mouth and throat. While I choked in my own blood I started to taste cum in the mixture, you pulled your cock out and laughed while I died drowning in blood and cum.
Bloody Good Time
I love seeing that look in your eyes. The dark look you get when you stroke your cock and think about all the ways you would love to tear me apart. I know what you are thinking, you bet my warm wet blood would make excellent lubricate when you fuck my tight little ass. Hearing me scream in pain makes you nice and stiff. I love when you let the dark thoughts enter your mind, and you give in to those twisted desires. You want more then just fucking me. You want to conquer me, dominate me, and lastly completely destroy me. You want to end my existence all for your pleasure. Let me be the first of a very long line of pathetic whores you snuff out.
FireCracker Fuck
He beat me until he saw blood
I didn’t think that I would ever be that kind of victim but I was more than wrong. I met this guy at a bar Charlie or Charles, is what he said his name was. Charlie seemed a little bit odd but not like what happened not that odd at all. He was tall over 6 feet, big blue eyes, piercing beautiful ice cold eyes. Very broad shoulders he was just strong-looking but with a withdrawn temperament, with the guys that I’ve fucked with I should have known something at least but he just kept hypnotizing me with those eyes and tequila shots. I think of myself as a girl with a high tolerance for liquor so I just kept backing those shots and I guess Charles was taking full advantage of that because I was paying no attention to how much he was drinking. Before long I was fucking blasted and Charles looked yummy to me so we gave each other those fuck eyes you know and we headed out of the bar. I went back to Charles place with him, fucking drunk and horny as shit. His apartment was like a sex Den he had things in his apartment that turned my life around completely. I never thought in a million years that being that type of victim would make me cum in an out of Body Experience best way. I was so drunk when he started taking out all of the whips that I went along with it. That night things happened, such sexual deviant things happened. There was blood and cum everywhere.
I Love Bloody Phone Sex
I live for bloody phone sex. I don’t just kill a person, I mutilate their body and exsanguinate the body. I am a gore whore. My friends think I am a vampire wannabe because I drink blood. They don’t know the half of it. A have a few goth friends I confide in, but they think I just have dark fantasies. They don’t realize that I mostly have dark realities because killing is my favorite pastime. This little millennial bitch cut in front of me in line at a coffee house. She informed me I don’t matter, so I could wait. I was stabbing her with my eyes in line for an overpriced coffee. I made note of her license plate because once you have that, a home address is not hard to find, especially when you have a friend at the DMV. That little cunt just had her last Frappuccino. I broke into her house early in the morning. Of course, she lived in the suburbs in a trendy artsy community. A grizzly murder and home invasion would rock this community. I woke up because I wanted her to see me kill her. I wanted her to feel her death. Normally, I would have a male accomplice to help me. He could explore his rape fantasies before she became my snuff porn queen. This bitch was all mine this time. I dragged her skinny ass to her bathroom, muffled her mouth with her panties and hung her upside down from her shower rod. I slit her throat to bleed her out. I sat naked in the tub feeling her hot blood spill on my body and fill my wine glass. I masturbated using her blood as lube, watching the life disappear from her eyes while drinking her warm blood. Who doesn’t matter now, bitch?
Trust Me
I may be weird, when I beg you for me pain. Maybe you are scared of going to far, please don’t be. This is me begging you to go for it. I want to scream, I want to bleed. I want to feel cold and fading away. Just the thought of my cold dead body is enough to get you excited. I know it is, I’ve teased with this thought so many times, hoping to plant the plan into your head. I see that darkness in you, I’m begging you explore it. Peel off my flesh slowly enjoy my cries use my body for your sick pleasure. Let me be your first, I might not deserve to be so important but I want to be. Please let me be the experience you won’t ever forget. Let me be the first pathetic life you snuff out from this world.