Tag: Bloody Phone Sex

Introducing Necrophelia

snuff porn

I have a sexy girlfriend, Andromeda, that I decided to let into my little fetish of necrophilia. Andromeda is smoking hot, and I just know that she is up for anything. Being so sexy, she has a lot of guys and girls all over her, and with her drug habit she’s especially loose these days. I’ve been wanting to bring a live person into my little “orgies” with some of the dead bodies at the morgue where I work, and I thought bringing Andromeda in would be perfect. I’d just get her really stoned first, and then I could fuck her while also showing her how fucking hot necrophilia is. I invited her over Friday night, and poured drinks for us and get high with her. I was feeling good, and suddenly all I could think about was getting my hands on that pussy of hers while shoving dead cock in her ass.

I told her I wanted to show her something, and we got in the car. We traveled to the morgue and she laughed about what we were going to do there and how lame it would be. I laughed and took her into the back, where I have a nice room with a king size bed. I put on some music and stripped down to my bra and panties. I began to dance around, rubbing my body, seducing her. She’s always horny, a real freak, so she was into it. I leaned in and kissed her and she went crazy, kissing me like she couldn’t wait to fuck me. Once we got each other’s clothes off, I took her by the hand and lead her into the room with the bodies are. There was a hot young guy whom had died from an accidental overdose. He was hung like a fucking stallion, and his cock was standing straight in the air. I showed it to her, and her eyes widened. She was intrigued! I put my mouth on it and began to suck his cock and she just stared in amazement. I looked up at her and told her to sit on it, just wait and see how good it will feel. So, she did it, and while she rode him I licked her cunny making her scream like a fucking banshee. What a fucking good time!

 

They thought I was a witch…

taboo phone sexI came to find out that all of the little brats in my neighborhood seem to think that I am a witch. I know that I am an evil woman and yes, scary even, but a witch? That was something that I had never considered myself but if the little brats wanted a fucking witch, I was going to give them one! It was difficult to lure them into my yard because they were all terrified of me but it is Halloween season and I had a huge bowl of candy that they just couldn’t resist. Once they were on my porch they were mine… and no one could see me snatch them all up and carry them inside. I was screaming at them, telling them that they were all going to be victims of this witch and that after I killed them I would cook them into stew and feed it to their grieving parents and they were so fucking terrified that they all pissed themselves in fear! One by one I made sure to fuck all of their tiny little fuck holes and then drop them into my giant cauldron filled with boiling broth. I sure hope that their parents all enjoy my special Halloween Stew…

Sexy snacking

Cannibalism phone sex There’s something extra evil, and extra naughty, about accomplice phone sex. Snuff sex itself is so fucking nasty and hot by itself, but the imagery of helping someone capture, fuck, and tear apart makes my pussy squirt almost instantly. Now, add cannibalism phone sex to that, and oh my fucking GOD do I get off hard.

I picture you and me, people watching in a dark corner of a goth club. You’ve dressed me as slutty as you could. Every curve is accentuated and shown off perfectly. I do so love your tastes. You pick out some sexy little Asian all by herself in the bar, and tell me to go buy her a drink and bring her to the table. On the way I roofie her drink.

When she’s starts giggling and swaying, we walk her outside, down a few blocks to our car. Stupid little cunt thinks we’re going to driver her home. Hahaha!

We get back to yourhis place. The little bitch has passed out. That’s good, easier to get her where we want her. We park in the garage, as soon as the door drops we unload her. She’s so small, it’s easy to pack her to the basement chamber I’ve helped you build. We put her wrists in the irons we have hanging from the ceiling. While she’s dangling, you cut all her clothes off. She looks so tiny and pathetic. Nice, perky brown tits, and the tiniest bush over her cunny.

She starts to stir, she’s crying and whimpering, begging for us to let her go. It doesn’t fucking matter, no one will hear her screams down here.

You shove everything you can think of in her pathetic holes, gaping and splitting them open, before fucking the shit out of her. I start slicing the bitch open, collarbone to pelvis. And while I grip your dick from inside her body, you pump a massive load of cum into her womb.

I’ve always enjoyed having dinner well marinated before we eat.

Trick or Torture

torture phone sex

There is a haunted house of torture…they really exist. I would know because every year whenever he is bored with me he has me come up with the sickest haunted house I can! There are no treats when the little ones and their whore sisters or mommies ring the door. There’s simply pure tricks and torture here as they take the punishment my Daddy and I will have no choice but to bestow upon them. The house will appear fun for others but the real screams of terror will come from a mother and naughtier, each will get their nipples cut off and still have to act like everything is normally even as the blood flows outta their tits, they’ll be waiting to be fucked. Rammed like little whores even if they fight it! They are learning that pain is the only thing that works around here…They’ll soon see their place in life I’ll teach it to them all for HIM! He owns me, after all.

 

Violent phone sex in a haunted house..

violent phone sex

I am going to a haunted house tonight. All my friends are going and I was told that it is suppose to be really scary! I am extremely excited and I love to be scared. Go figure, right? I am the most perfect stupid pathetic little fucking victim for the most manliest, meanest man alive. I have such pure soft skin, a to die for smile(literally), and a walk. Not just ordinary walk, a walk that screams- fuck my holes and make them not tight anymore. Well anyway, I am stupid, right, and this is suppose to be Halloween. You know when chicks dress like whores and get away with it.

You can already assume, I will not be as fortunate. I arrive at the haunted house with a  group of people. Some how we all got separated and all that is with me, by my side is my friend Lauren. She is so hot, where I am thin and lanky she has a full figure- huge tits, skinny waist that is curvy and a firm bubbly ass. We together attract a lot of attention. We are wandering through the scary part of the house. There are loud screams, men in mask chasing us with knifes. It was all fun, until we got to the section of the house that had blood, guts, and gore around us.

I thought to myself that maybe we went into a different path since we couldn’t find our way out into the next sections. There were body parts scatted, it looked so real. Come to find out they were real. Me and Lauren held hands trying to search for the exit, until we were approach by a man. He was dressed all in white and had a butcher knife. Our natural reaction was to scream for our life’s. We noticed something was off, because he kept getting closer to us, backing us up into a corner. This is not a normal situation. Normally the men scary you into the next room.

He put his knife up to my friends neck and immediately slit her throat. I was covered in her wet cold blood, and I was completely speechless. I could not scream loud enough and the part that dawned in my head that was no matter how loud I screeched no one would know that they were real screams. My friends body fell to the ground and her hand was still clenched to my hand. I couldn’t unlock her fingers from mine. The man pushed me to the ground and started impaling my pussy with his shaft. He rammed me harder and harder banging my head into the wall with each thrust. I was lying in my friends blood and my blood from my pussy was dripping down my thighs.

He took his knife out and started hacking my arms off, my legs next, my tongue after. I was choking on my blood.

This was definitely his treat and my trick. Some say happy Halloween, I guess he did have a smile on his face in my excruciating pain that he inflicted on my body. Be careful in those haunted houses, or else you might end up like me and Lauren. We might even pay you a visit in spirit.

Ivy’s Haunted Getaway

Torture phone sex

We met at a bar and they wanted to really be scared. I took them to the scariest place I knew about! The whole way there I was passing out, drinking more and they were groping me. We got there and I ran into the house! I told them if they wanted me they better come find me unless they were chicken shit! They ran in after me into the dark abandoned house. I was in the upstairs bedroom closet. I heard one of them walk in and I jumped out and scared him. He grabbed me and pushed me up against the wall. I was still drunk and as he kissed me I saw him. He had a mans body but a bloody pigs head on top. I screamed and the mocho college boy pissed himself. I started laughing. I pulled out my knife and sliced his achilles tendon. “We haven’t even started yet you bitch!” I whispered into his ear. I got up and kissed that bloody pigs head and kicked that college bitch in the head. We found his friend soon after. I love being the bait. We put hammered hooks into the tops of their feet and hung them upside down. We tortured them, scarred them, burned them and played with their holes. My pig headed friend fucked me as he sliced their throats. Their blood washed over us. Their tortured souls are never going to leave this place. I love adding more to my own personal haunted house! 

My Fantasy Phone Sex Call Come True

fantasy phone sexFantasy phone sex is what I specialize in. I am the girl for your dark desires. Anything from rape fantasies to snuff, I do it. A caller asked me what my fantasy was last night. Usually, no one cares about what a stupid whore wants, so I was thrilled to tell him that I have always dreamed about being a vampire. I was obsessed with the HBO series True Blood. I read all the books too. One vampire in particular, Eric, was a Nordic god. Dominant too. Just what I like. A sexy in charge man. My caller liked the idea of being an S and M vampire.  I walked into his bar, saw him and got weak. He cast a spell on me I couldn’t resist. In that moment, I became his. One bite on the neck turned me. He drained my blood. Snuffed me out then brought me back to life as his immortal vampire queen. I may have had the power to kill, but I was still his bitch. He turned me for the purpose of procuring him young girls. The beauty of being a vampire is that you stay the age you were when turned forever. Perfect for a P man. I had to get him some little angels. He described his perfect type and I knew just where to find them.  Luckily it is still dark in the morning when the little ones are waiting for the school bus. I picked up three sisters all just a year apart, none of them sexually developed yet. Just how my master likes them. Watching them submit willingly to snuff sex like I did was intoxicating, but what made my cunt wet was their screams as he tore holes in their tiny necks. They died but were reborn as immortal little ones the next day. They will never grow old. And, the hottest part, they will stay virgins forever. Even when master violates their little fuck holes, the very next day the hymens grow back. Who knew that being a vampire was the perfect lifestyle for P men? What is your dark fantasy?

Monks dark ritual

Blasphemy sexGasping and gagging on the blood running down her throat she struggled to breathe, only succeeding in pulling a mouthful of the still warm virgin’s blood into her lungs. The monks had selected her specially for this ritual. All she had thought was that she was going toa costume party. Fucking-A was she wrong. She now knew she was going to die here, in the basement of this old church. Oh why had she agreed to come to Rome!? All she had wanted was to go get drunk and fuck a bunch of hot foreign guys!

The monks believed that by filling her with the pure blood of the virgins, it would purify her own body, mingling with her carnal knowledge, making her a special sacrifice. 

Each of them took their turn, fucking the cunt they now believed to be holy, imparting that within themselves, even as she choked her last breaths of life, and the light slowly began to fade from her being. Before they started slicing through the fine veins of her pussy lips to get her to bleed out, sealing their ritual, she thought to herself, ” a set of blood-filled lungs, and a cum-filled pussy… fucking great vacation, bitch!”

Bloody Phone Sex in the Streets

Bloody phone sexI ran into an interesting situation today. I apparently walked into a coven of vampires as I was traveling through this town. It’s a medium sized town, and I have been sticking to more out of the way roadways to avoid traffic issues and harassment. Well, when I turned a corner, there was a guy, and I walked past him without thinking anything of it. The next thing I knew, he was behind me and a group of other guys was surrounding me. I tried to bypass them, but the grins on their faces told me all I needed to know. They managed to get me around the corner into the little back alley behind a building, and started shoving my skirt up and my blouse down. They bent me in so many different angles, and I felt teeth pierce my thighs, my neck, my breasts. I felt my blood trickling out, being sucked at points, and basically just leaving my body. In the process, they started pounding cocks into me from every angle. My hands, my pussy, my ass, my mouth. They just started fucking me in that back alley, drinking my blood, and bleeding me for all I was worth. Within 15 mins, I was feeling utterly drunk, and having trouble staying awake. I don’t remember anything after that, just waking up in that same alley with half of my stuff missing, and wondering when the bruising would take full effect.

Bloody phone sex

bloody phone sex

It was late one night and I heard this knock on the door. I figured since I live in a great neighborhood what is the worst that can happen? When I opened the door there stood a clown with red hair a black and white outfit and horribly painted face that could make any person in there twenty’s cry. I froze in fear as this man quickly covered my mouth with a piece of cloth causing me to loose consciousness.

When I awakened from being knocked out with some sort of chloroform, I noticed I was nude and tied to a table out in the middle of the woods. I saw the clown from earlier sharpening a knife while singing a creepy version of a nursery rhyme I began crying begging for some one to help me, hoping someone was camping out in the woods where I was being held captive.

The clown turned around smiling as he began to slit my wrist and feet letting the blood drip and spill into cups shaped like a wine glasses. I began to feel light headed as the blood began to pour from my body and a numbness took over. The clown began to slice me with his knife, cutting from my clit all the way too my collar bone.

I felt my skin burn and sting as this clown cut me with percison. I could feel his cold hand pulling and touching my insides. I screamed and screamed begging for people or for someone to help me. I stared into the clowns eyes and all I could see in his eyes was a relection of my body getting pulled apart. My intestines were pulled apart and were being stretched apart until it made a fifty foot rope. My kidneys were being cut out off my body.

The clown called his friends over and they each began to feast on my body eating my organs and drinking my blood as they played circus music in the back ground laughing as they ate away. Then one clown decided to taste my ass, so he grabbed a knife and cut a piece of my ass off and placed it in to his mouth recomending a peice to every one. I laid on the stone table screaming as these clowns, these demons all took turns cutting into my raw flesh eating everthing my body had to offer.

The only thing that was left of me was my head which was sewed on to a pigs body which was left in my neighborhood as a reminder to everyone that they too could be next.