Tag: Bloody Phone Sex

Bloody phone sex makes my nasty pussy gush

Bloody phone sex Bloody phone sex is thrilling! I make sure to get soaked and sticky because it’s far more fun. Sitting on Master Daddy’s lap, surrounded by the thrill of imminent murder and the warmth of his cock twitching inside me, I feel most alive.

I love to get bloody for Daddy!

His hands gripping my little wrists tighten as he positions me, a hunger gleaming in his eyes. “Time to go to work, Marley.” I nod eagerly, already craving the rush of the hunt.

As soon as the girls arrive, all chatter and nervous giggles, I know it’s showtime. Master Daddy presents them to his camera, a newfound sense of ownership washing over his caged prey, and I’m unleashed.

With a stiletto blade in each hand, I stalk my victims like a lust-starved predator I have become, my thighs soaking wet with excitement. The first plunge into warm, delicate flesh is so satisfying I can’t help but cum.

Once her eyes go glassy and the squirming slows down, Master Daddy takes center stage. He plunges into the open wound, his heavy ball sack slapping against her skin with each thrust.

I watch, salivating, as he fucks her guts out. I always make sure my fingers get a turn in that beautiful, bloody hole. Licking her blood off my fingers gets him even harder. He needs more, so I plunge a dull knife in her throat. And he fucked that Snuff sex slut’s head off!

 

 

 

Ass Rape Porn Gets Me In The Mood

Ass rape porn Ass rape porn every sick fucks pleasure the art of anal sex, taboo and kinky, the pleasurable pain makes my pussy leak cum, at first it was painful, after my first time I was hooked, you see pain is pleasure to me.

 

Years of painful torture-filled sexual experiences have turned me into a pain-loving slut, sex with me has to make me bleed for me to receive the ultimate satisfaction.

 

Twist my nipples as hard as you can, pop a nipple clamp on as tight as it can go, shove the biggest, fattest dildo up my ass, no lubrication, I want to feel my flesh tear as you hammer my tight asshole, make my ass bleed, the blood will be lube.

 

Let’s not stop there, stuff my pussywith two of the biggest dildos you can find, only after you fist my hole, to stretch it out, push my tight pussy to its limit, and  I will love you for life.

 

Today, we will be trying something different. I will be your accomplice, but I am in charge. You will follow my instructions, and I will tell you just how I want you to torture our victim, a young redhead with a flat chest and bald pussy. When we are done torturing her tender body, I will be taking her out of her misery. I am a little undecided on just how to end her pathetic life. Do you have any suggestions?

Blasphemy Sex Makes My Cunt Wet

blasphemy sexBlasphemy sex makes my cunt wet. But I’m not religious at all. I don’t believe in God, and I don’t believe in the church. The funny thing is people ask me if I’m a Satanist all the time. But to believe in the devil you must believe in God because they’re opposites on the same spectrum. I can’t believe in one and not the other. So, I don’t believe in either. However, I do find it entertaining to desecrate a church. And kill some ultra-religious tradwife type.

That’s what I did this weekend. I found this trad wife influencer and did a little digging. I can find anybody’s IP address easily. That lets me find out all sorts of things. And I found out all sorts of things about her. Things completely against everything she preaches.

But I had no desire to expose her to her lemmings. I just wanted to kill her for her hypocrisy. Preaching to women that they need to be dependent on their husbands financially while she’s making over 1 million a year in endorsements and shit. Now I find her followers stupid as fuck if they can’t put two and two together. But if you cut the head off the snake, the rest die.

I Hate a Hypocritical Religious Cunt, So I Killed Them

I wanted to make a religious snuff porn with her. A so-called good Catholic wife. Now a dead Catholic wife. My little film turned out brutal and bloody, of course. I nailed her naked body to the cross above the baptismal tub in the main church area. And I did this for a reason. When I plunged my knife into her soft belly, I cut up towards her sternum. And I filled that tub with her blood and guts.

Before I gutted her, I let her know her sins. I called her out as a hypocrite. Told her I knew she didn’t make bread from scratch. She bought it wholesale. Told her I knew she didn’t sew her own clothes. And I pointed out that although she claims she makes nothing from being a tradwife influencer she made over $1 million last year alone making her one big fucking hypocrite. Her followers seem dumb. She amassed over 1 million followers. And I cannot find the time and energy to hunt them all down.

So, I killed their queen instead. And I watched her die slowly and painfully while bleeding out into that tub. Then I hopped in and bathed in her bloody entrails. I love bloody phone sex baths. They feel warm and provide the secret to looking young. At this rate, I might live forever. Drinking and bathing in the blood makes my skin baby soft. I’m not a satanist. But I am a sadistic bitch who hate hypocrisy and religion, and all the bullshit that comes with it.

Snuff Phone Sex is Sweet Revenge Sometimes, And Survival Other Times

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex turns interesting turn sometimes. Years ago, I brought my master at the time this cute coed. She was a little older than his favorite age group. But he saw her at Starbucks and he wanted her. So, I facilitated their meeting. But I liked this girl. And I tried to warn her, but she wanted the money he offered for a night with him.

Honestly, I never saw her again. I felt too afraid to ask my former master what happened to her. Sort of one of those situations where you don’t really want to know the truth. But then I ran into her this week at a bar. I almost didn’t recognize her. Past few years have not been good to her.

However, she did not recognize me until I mentioned my name. I apologized profusely to her because I figured she looked like a wreck because of my former master. However, she got away from him after one night. She took the money and never saw him again. I felt so much relief because I worried over the years what became of her.

I don’t believe in chance. Everything happens for a reason. I’m much different than I was a few years ago. I’m leaning more into my switch side being an accomplice phone sex partner. She told me about her abusive boyfriend who she met during her wild night with my former master. And I didn’t think anybody could be more of an asshole than my former master. This guy she dated kept her prisoner in this basement until she escaped. And now she does not know where to live or what to do to avoid him.

Some Men Do Not Deserve to Live with Balls

So, I brought her home to my place and we plotted his murder. Maybe boyfriend is the wrong word. Captor seems more fitting. I didn’t even charge her because I owed her. Even though she only spent one night with my master and he paid her handsomely for the encounter, if I hadn’t made that introduction, she wouldn’t have met this guy. He is one of my former master’s minions. And I guess he learned a few things from him along the way like how to keep a woman prisoner and beat her into submission.

I remember this guy too. He always wanted to fuck me, but master never shared me.  So gussied myself up for him and laid a honey trap. If anybody deserved castration phone sex it was big Mike. A chance meeting, he thought. I took him back to my place where she laid in wait. But first, I drugged his drink so it would kick in by the time we got home.

And Some Men Don’t Deserve to Live at All

So, we castrated him together. I could tell it felt therapeutic to her. And it felt therapeutic to me because I pretended he was one of the many other men who also did not deserve their balls either. As much as I wanted him to live without balls as a constant reminder that his actions have consequences, I knew he would kill us if he lived.

So, we gutted him like a pig. Pulled out all his internal organs and drove his carcass out to the country. Fed his organs to the wilderness in my backyard. But disposed of his body in this marsh in the middle of nowhere. The fish and fungus living in that marsh will destroy his body before it could ever float to the surface. And we killed him in such a brutal manner to make it look like a rival gang took him out. Nobody will ever suspect two women did this to a 6’5 300 lb. man. But we did. Now she is safe.

Rena Is A Bondage Phone Sex Whore

I am a bondage phone sex whore through and through. Bondage phone sexI was tied up, gagged and blindfolded. The room was dark, but I could hear the sound of his heavy breathing as he approached me. He grabbed my hair roughly and yanked my head back before spitting on my face. It burned like acid against my skin but didn’t stop there; he continued to force himself onto me with each thrust while slapping and choking me at the same time until we both reached our climaxes together – him cumming inside of this trailer trash slut who couldn’t get enough filth between their legs!

As he finished cumming inside me, he pulled out roughly and slapped my face hard enough to make my head spin. Then without warning, he grabbed a nearby object from off the floor – something cold and metallic that sent shivers down my spine. Before I could even scream or struggle against the ropes binding me tightly in place, he pressed it firmly against my throat…and squeezed.

I gagged violently as his weight bore down on top of me; stars danced across my vision while black spots began to form at the edges. My heart raced frantically in terror as I felt myself being slowly suffocated by this monster who held all control over life and death within his grimy hands. Just when everything went dark and silent inside my head…he released the pressure just enough for air to rush back into starved lungs once more…only so he could continue tormenting me with another round of violent sex acts until finally ending it all with one final brutal thrust deep inside before pulling out completely – leaving nothing but emptiness where our bodies had been entwined moments earlier…

Bloody Phone Sex Massacres Excite Me

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex seems perfect for a self-proclaimed gore whore. I grew up watching horror movies and gaining a strong affinity for bloody massacres. What can I say? I’m very visceral. I respond positively to the sight of blood. I love the feel of it. And I like the taste of it too.

Perhaps you could call me a vampire. I do love blood. Plus, I have the most fun after midnight. And summer is here so that means the bars become packed with college fuckers home for summer break. For the most part, I find the college boys and girls vapid and rabid. I don’t mean literally rabid.

But I think most people understand that college boys and girls are among the meanest folks around. Self-entitled mean girl behavior never gets rewarded. In fact, with me, it makes you a target. A target of my wrath. And I thought she might make a perfect snuff porn star.

As a Gore Whore I Love a Bloody Massacre

Last night I met a vapid and very rabid coed. I tried to blend in looking less Goth like and more normal. I sat at the bar, watching these bitches in action. And I took personal offense to this blonde prissy bitch who started body shaming other girls in the bar. She’s nothing more than a bully. And she needed to die.

So, I spiked her drink and acted like her Uber driver. I read rooms extremely well. So, I knew she did not come with anybody. That seemed part of the problem. She lacked a wolf pack. So, I acted like her Uber driver and took her to my kill shack in the woods. Although during Covid, I built an underground dungeon extension to my house with a tunnel that leads out into the middle of the woods. I like to use this shack in the woods when I’m going to make a bloody mess.

The drugs kicked in during the Uber ride, and she passed out in the back of my car. Woke up, stripped naked and tied to a wood table. This cabin my grandfather left me looks primitive like the cabin in the Evil Dead movies. When this girl woke up, she immediately started spewing her bullshit.

So, I told her she was about to meet her maker. I can’t tolerate bad behavior. Perhaps it’s safe to call me a vigilante. I just possess a very low threshold for what I will kill for. And body shaming some woman publicly in a bar earned her the right to die.

Some Folks Deserve to Die, So I Make it Happen

Normally, I would prolong the torture sex. That’s part of the fun for me not just the bloody mess that happens afterwards. But everything that leads up to that bloody massacre, I enjoy too. However, her shrill voice annoyed the fuck out of me. I put duct tape over her mouth, but I could still hear her. So, I ended up cutting the torture part short and plunging my knife right into her belly button. And I pulled that knife all the way up to her sternum and watched her die as I held her entrails in my hands. I like to cut a bitch because it creates a bloody mess.

I hosed off her DNA. But I know one of those medical black lights will catch the blood splatter. These floors may look clean, but they’re all saturated with the blood of my victims over the decades. But the only thing ever left behind is a little DNA. Because I dragged her body out to the woods and let nature serve as my accomplices. Some folks just deserve to die. And that bitch was one of them.

Accomplice phone sex Mother/Daughter gets their fuck holes stretched

Accomplice phone sex, maccomplice phone sexy boyfriend and I were getting bored the other day and the weather is getting warmer, so we decided to go to the beach and see if there was anything to satisfy our craving! And there was the perfect stuck-up mother and daughter bitch duo that caught my eye right away! I knew they were the ones we were taking home! My boyfriend has a way with those Karen types, and he was able to smooth talk her and her slutty little teen daughter pretty easily back to our house. My cunt was getting so wet the moment they willingly climbed into the back seat of our car! Soon as we walked through the door it was over! My boyfriend walked up behind the cunt mom and gagged her then duct tape her hands together as I did the same thing to the stupid slutty teen. After that we drug them to the room where we hand cuffed their ankles to the bed, I had the great idea of laying the daughter on top of her whore mom. Both laying there spread eagle and restrained. It was the perfect fucking view watching my boyfriend stretch their cunts and assholes as he slammed in and out of them back and forth from mom to daughter, pussy to asshole. Their muffled screams and moans made my pussy drip as I sat there and fucked myself with my dildo watching my boyfriend destroy their worthless fuck holes. By the time we were finished the stupid little teen had a bloody asshole and they were both covered in loads of hot jizz!

Torture Sex is the Only Kind of Sex I Enjoy

torture sexTorture sex might be the only kind I enjoy. Although I am a far cry from a virgin, I’m hardly a slut either. I’m very picky about my sexual partners. And I do have a lot of rules. Rules that most girls don’t. But men can never follow my rules. Either they don’t believe me or they don’t think I will follow through. But I always follow through.

Obviously, being a Goth girl and a sadistic bitch makes traditional dating sites useless to me. And I never plan to marry or start a family. But I like to fuck every now and then. And sometimes I get tired of sex toys. So, I look for a good match on the Dark Web. There I can find some chat rooms and meet like-minded men.

So, when Dan and I started talking, he seemed like an equally sick pervert. He understood my rules. Or at least he said he did. They never do. But I keep trying because at least I know I will enjoy the snuff sex experience when I kill my mate. Dan lives an hour away. So, we agreed to meet last night. We went to my Goth bar for some drinks and then back to my place to fuck.

I made my rules clear to him. But as soon as the clothes came off, he started doing all the things I told him not to do. He used pet names for me. But I don’t like to be called honey, sweetheart, baby or any of that sentimental crap.

I’m No Black Widow, Men. But I am a Praying Mantis

In fact, when any man calls me that I want to puke. And then I want to start stabbing and slicing his flesh. I also have a very clear no spooning rule. That’s the kind of shit for a girlfriend not a fuck buddy. Especially not a sadistic fuck buddy like me.

So, Dan not only lost his dick and balls, but he also lost his life. I hide a knife under my mattress for such encounters. Some people call me a black widow, but that doesn’t fit. I’m not marrying these guys and killing them for their money. I’m more like a praying mantis who bites the head off her male lovers after copulation. So, while riding his dick, I reached for my knife that I store under the mattress, and I sliced his balls off while his dick remained inside of me.

He bled all over my sheets. But I did not mind. I love blood. I’m a gore whore. So anytime I can enjoy bloody phone sex I go for it. I hopped off his dick when I sliced his balls off because of course, he went limp. Sort of like cutting the head off a snake. Now, of course I could’ve just left him a no ball wonder, but he deserved to die. He didn’t take me seriously. And he didn’t listen to my rules. I don’t take shit from anyone.

He learned the hard way. And he lost his balls and his life for not paying attention. Of course, I never expect them to pay attention because men think with their little heads. But I go along for the ride because it’s just another excuse at justifiable homicide.

Evil phone sex makes Satan and you cock happy

Evil phone sexEvil phone sex grants us the power we need to dominate this pathetic world. The devil’s got a boner for our blasphemous sex, and my pussy is foaming for evil cock! I love to defile sacred spaces with the stench of sex and blood. The more unholy, the better!

Satan will rewards us for the most vicious fucking!

Let’s go to a church, you and I. So we can desecrate a holy space and summon the dark lord himself! We’ll get lost in a sweaty, sinful frenzy, our bodies entwined like snakes in a vile fuck fest.

The air is thick with the musk of our hormonal demons. Our moans echoing off the stained-glass windows shake the whole church, and we know the Master of the unholy will be with us soon.

It’s so hot I can feel the flames of hell at my feet. I’m bent over at the altar of Jesus Christ with your cock in my ass. Our sacrifice, a servant of God, naked and chained to the altar. You thrust harder and harder to reach the most unholy climax.

When you explode inside my evil fuck hole, I’ll take the sacrificial dagger and slice the bitch’s throat. Spilling virgin blood as my cunt cums. Then the gates of hell open up to swallow the dead nun whole. Forever serving as the devil’s whore and now we will become immortal!

You and I are at the peak of our power. Feel Satan course through your veins. Nothing can compare to this. In that moment, we become our own Gods, and we don’t stop our Blasphemy sex!

We keep fucking until there is a sufficient amount of cum in my whore pussy. So we can breed an army of sex hellions for Satan. In his great name, we will populate the Earth with cum crazed demon sluts.

 

Torture sex stuffing his cock with my steel

Torture sex, torture sexI been wanting some cock torture for weeks! So, this weekend my boyfriend and I went out to get our next victim! We went to the bar, and I found the perfect subject! I spiked his drink when he was talking with my boyfriend and about 20 minutes in, he was all mine! He was already drooling over me, but little did he know I was going to be the one drooling and leaving from my cunt once he sees what I am going to do to his cock! He willingly came home with us thinking we were all going to fuck. Hahahaha Once we got in the door, I wasted no time and got him undressed. His dick was throbbing for me. Perfect for what I am going to do! I started to suck his cock to distract him and that’s when my boyfriend handcuffed him to the chair. He started to panic a little but my mouth on his cock was a good distraction and he thought we were just getting kinky. Once we had his legs bound, I took my mouth off his dick and his was harder than before. That’s when I pulled out my rods and he quivered and cried out no pleaseee once he knew what I was going to do! My little cunt is dripping down my thighs as I pull the first rod out and grab his cock head splitting his slit open as I insert the first one he screams but I have no mercy. Still, plenty of room for another and another. There was a total of four when I started to see blood ooze from his dick mixed with his precum that was dripping down his stuffed cock! I gave his balls a good squeeze and lifted them up so that I could fuck his ass with my strapon! That’s when my boyfriend got behind me and started fucking me! The whole time pinching the head of his cock while I fucked him, so the rods would not slip out. I came so fucking hard listening to his little whimpers as I fucked his ass while his cock was stuffed with cold steel!