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Murder Phone Sex Fantasies with Georgia

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When I see you torture another girl now I just get jealous. Can you believe that?! I never thought I would enjoy the pain as much you said I would. Watching you torture that girl was still a little fun, but I just wished it was me the entire time. Hearing the loud cracks of your whip and seeing her blood run down her body really got me going though.
As much as I tried to resist I couldn’t ignore my aching clit. If you caught me I knew I’d be punished, that’s probably why I didn’t try very hard to hide what I was up to. It wasn’t a surprise when you caught me, to be honest it’s what I wanted. You saw me there, kneeling on the floor rubbing my swollen clit. I didn’t even get a chance to make up an excuse before you slapped me across the face. You were so angry that you continued to beat on me, not knowing that it makes me cum. Those screams weren’t just from pain! even when I was spitting my blood out of my own mouth I loved every minute of it…
Every night I crave more pain and fantasize about the most severe beating. Sometimes I think about you cutting me into little pieces, slowly killing me. That fantasy makes me cum right away, I feel so dirty afterward. I’m a little afraid of how far I will go to feel more pain. I want to beg you for it, I’m so tired of denying how much I love it.

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A Surprise Gift

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He walked in with a huge smile on his face.  I knew he had done something.  He held up his hands and they were completely clean.  I was shocked, I have never seen him smile like this without there being some sort of Sadistic Act making him do so.  He sat down on my bed and tossed some panties at me.  They were so frilly, I almost laughed.  I wouldn’t be caught dead wearing something like this.  It is true that I have sexy lingerie, but nothing like this.  This was up and up girlie attire.  I looked at them for a bit, then at him.  He tried to act innocent saying, “WHAT?”, but that smile was still playing on his lips.  I then thought he was just joking around with me so I started to joke back with him.  I played with the panties a bit then I just tossed them back to them.  I said, “Please get rid of those things.”

He made a big deal out of stuffing him back into his pocket while he acted sad that I didn’t want them.  I asked him why he was acting so weird.  He said, “Maybe if you don’t want the panties, you might want what goes in them.”  He got up and walked out of the bedroom.  I KNEW IT!  He had done something.

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He backed into the bedroom tugging on a heavy rug.  I asked him what he was doing, his reply was that he was going to show me what goes in the panties.  He pulled the rug over and unfolded it.  It took a minute for my brain to register what I was seeing.  There on the rug was one of the most messed up individuals I have ever seen in my life.  The breasts had been removed, one of the legs was torn away at the knee cap, and when it opened it’s mouth I could see the tongue was gone.  All the hair had been removed from it’s head.  I mean this was a bit shocking, even to me.  He said, “Go on, give it a little smooch.”  I laughed and said, “No thanks.”  He said, “Awww come on, at least blow it a kiss.” 

I laughed and blew the thing a kiss.  “Who is that? Or was that rather?” I asked him.  He said, “Does it matter?”  I laughed again and said, “No.”  He said, “I haven’t shown you the best part yet.”  He reached down, the thing started to make noise and try to wiggle away, he kicked it in it’s head.  It immediately stopped moving.  It wasn’t knocked out because I could see it follow his movement with it’s eyes.  He reached down again and pulled the rug completely away from it’s body, then grabbed the one ankle that was left and raised it up and back.

I immediately started to laugh hard.  I looked up at him and he said, “Go on.”  I placed my hand on the ankle that was sticking out of this thing’s ass and pushed on it.  It let out a scream, so I pulled it out, then shoved it again. I could tell it was in a lot of pain, but his cock was getting hard.  The more I fucked it’s ass with the detached limb, the harder he got.  He said, “Guess what else is in there?”  I knew right away that the other missing body parts were somehow shoved inside.  He said, “I packed them in there with the leg.”

Torture sexBoth of us spent the next ten minutes or so just violating it’s ass with the limb, we were laughing and enjoying ourselves.  Then he stopped and looked at me.  I looked back at him.  He asked me if I wanted to fuck, and by this time my pussy was in need of a good fucking.  I moved back to where I was and started to take off the rest of my clothes.  I didn’t have to tell him if it was a yes or a no, he could tell right away that the answer was a resounding yes.

 

Torture phone sex with Toni: Amputations

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Amputations drive me wild! All I have to do is pull out my saw and my cunt gets soaking wet before I even start to use it. The sound of cutting flesh and sawing through bones almost excites me more than my victims screams. None of my little amputees gets to die right away either because keeping them alive and screaming gives me the most pleasure. After I hacked off all their limps I used to get bored and just let them die, but I’ve had a lot practice since then. I can keep them alive for weeks if I wanted to! I kept this sorry bitch Tammy alive long enough to turn her into a naughty little cannibal. Poor girl was starving, but it doesn’t make what she did any less pathetic. That desperate little whore even thanked me while I fed her pound after pound of her own rotting flesh.

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Tammy’s arm made great toys too and I played with them for hours before I fed them to her. I pushed the bloody side of Tammy’s left arm deep inside my pussy while that dirty slut watched every minute of it. I could hear her screaming as I pulled her lifeless arm in and out of my juicy kitty, but that wasn’t enough to stop me. Her arm was better than a real cock, it made cum like I never had before. It was so good that I almost regretting feeding it to her that night!

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Snuff phone sex with Georgia: Hook suspension.

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You knew my biggest fear and used it against me. Death used to be what made me the most afraid, but that was before I knew what real torture felt like. Dying sounds like fun compared to what you do and what you’ve made me do.
When I saw those hooks and thick piercing needles I knew what your plan was. You’ve used similar methods to prevent the other kidnapped girls from escaping. Even though I knew what was about to happen to me, I didn’t bother to resist. It’s a waste of time and by now I obviously know better. There were still tears streaming down my face while you pierced me and I let a few screams when you slid the hooks through my newly opened flesh.
The real horror came when you suspended me high off the ground. You kept pulling at the chains until I begged for you to stop. It’s my own fault that I ended up so far from the floor, no other kidnap girl was suspended nearly as high as I was. I just wanted to push myself and you probably expected that anyway. I bet you didn’t know that I started off terrified, but in right in the middle I started to enjoy it.

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Feeling my warm blood running down my back and hearing it drip all over the floor excited me more than I’d ever admit to you. I only begged to be released because I was bored and wanted to play with you. I love feeling the cool blade of your knife against my body. When you cut me I nearly cum every time now. I can’t help myself! I love feeling your hot tongue licking up every drop of blood.
Last night, I was still suspended by the hooks while you fucked my throat hard and deep with your massive cock. Every movement you made pulled at the hooks and tore my flesh slightly, but I enjoyed every minute of it. My back was covered in thick layer of my blood by the time your fun was over.
My mouth distracted you from seeing cum gush out of my juicy cunt. Once you felt it on my thigh you slapped me firmly across the face to punish me for not asking for permission. Then, you shot your cum into the open wounds on my back. It burned a little, but I secretly enjoyed it and only wished that I got to taste some of it. These few months have turned me into a good little pain slut that’s addicted to the taste of her Master’s cum. I’m sure you know it already because I haven’t done a very good job of hiding it. It won’t long before I start begging for more abuse and pain.

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Blasphemy Phone Sex

Journal entry

December 11, 2014

I am so tired of being tortured and raped what have I done to deserve this blasphemy.  I pray to god each night does he not hear my prayers. Lord hear my prayer.  Countless promises go unanswered what must I do?  The other night I had a dream that  I had a savior. Could it be that  I’ve been praying to the wrong god.  Curse his name and for what he stands for.  One who says we have chosen our own fate. Jesus who would chose this kind of life.  He claims throughout this book he is here to save me, well where you are. Do you not love me, have I not honored you?

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 I bow my head in shame deliver me from this life I call upon the devil.  I will sell my soul just to be released from anguish.  Pray, make me your bride deliver me from this hell I am in.  Curse my soul and bring me deliverance and make me whole.  Bring me to your palace I am eternal grateful I will be your honored servant.  As you take me for your bride I pray to the gods in hell I am your whore.

Bloody Phone Sex with Reagan * Death Cums To Me

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As I hide in the shadow, my cunt is screaming for bloody phone sex. One by one they cum down this alley, and I can’t help but laugh as they try to scream. All that is audible is the blood gurgling in the throat from the slash of open  flesh. Fresh blood spatters all around, as my thrusts of this knife become more intense. The last shallow breath is accompanied by that sweet blood choking sound as the lungs fill up with the blood from a badly slashed and severed chest. Admiring how I look covered in so much blood, I smile as I look down at the now unrecognizable victim. My cunt throbbing…

Time to slink into the shadows, knife readied for my next sweet death. I needed more. More screams, more blood, more lust. I smile as I hear another set of foot steps. I do love when death comes to me… I spin around as this one sees the massacre on the ground and is frozen when I step in between my fresh corpse and my new friend. In one motion I slit his chest open. Quick and easy, like a knife through butter.. again the lust takes over and in a split second blood, once more, is covering me while veins and arteries are severed.. shallow breaths..

My sex is on fire as I am engulfed in a crimson flood.. this is the only way. As I rub my now bloody cunt I can feel the fire become so intense my legs shake. I slip the handle of my knife inside my snatch and fuck my cunt so hard. Screaming I finally release and cum all over my dead bodies.. knowing they watch from dead eyes.. I stand up and walk slowly away.. dripping blood and cunt juice I search for more. My cunt hungrier now than it was when I started. I will wait for the next one..

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Snuff sex is the only thing that gets me off

snuff sexSnuff sex is something you have to experience before you can truly understand it and sad to say it but there are very few people who truly do understand it the way that I do.So  I was very surprised to find a man that not only understands it, he revels in it just as I do! He shares my passion for killing and is just as fascinated by killers from the past as I am too. Like Jack the Ripper in particular, we both love the way he stalked those whores and ripped them apart the way he did. We talk about him all the time and finally we have decided to pay homage to him by killing whores the same way he did. We found a dark alleyway and hid in the shadows until we found the perfect whore. She was obviously a working girl, probably had a pussy full of cum when we snatched her but we weren’t interested in her cunt all we wanted to do was gut the fucking whore. We completely eviscerated that dumb slut and we left her there spread open for the whole world to see. I wonder who we will pick to be our next victim…

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Not Your Girls Next Door…..

Bloody phone sex knife play tortureFew folks get me, even fewer folks are part of my inner circle. The friends you had when you were younger played with dolls and action figures. I dismembered and disfigured them. You skipped stones in your local creek. I threw stones at my class mates heads. You pushed that cute little school girl you crushed on in the swing. I pushed her off the swing and shoved her lollipop up her ass. You wanted to be a doctor when you grew up. I dreamed of being a mortician. You went to church with your family, while I worshiped in the church of Satan. You went swimming in the local pool. I held you under the water and laughed as you struggled. You listened to Britney Spears and Bare Naked Ladies. I listened to Morbid Angel and Mayhem. You played Life and Sorry, while I was conjuring up evil spirits with my Ouija board. You cried at the Notebook. I got wet at the Hostel and Saw flicks. You wanted to be the next Bill Gates. I wanted to be the next Michael Myers. You loved your family. I murdered mine. You get the picture. I was and always will be a dark bitch.

bloody phone sex evil violenceThat is why I love my job so much. I am among other dark bitches. Evil seductresses; dominate whores; blasphemous beauties; pain sluts; mutilation wenches; p mommies;  willing victims; torture dolls; mayhem maidens; castration junkies; blood lovers; cannibal cunts; violent vixens; knife wielders;  twisted teens….Girls like me cannot have an office job because we would cut a bitch at the water cooler. I am at home here with my fellow sadistic bitches. If you are reading my blogs, or on this site then you don’t like vanilla girls either. You need me or one of my fellow dark accomplices to help you come to terms with your evil thoughts; fulfill your sickest needs.

You can follow our carnage on Twitter and like our bloody triumphs on Facebook. And of course, call us for your most taboo fantasies. There is nothing too sick or perverse or extreme for us. Chances are your sickest thoughts, are tame to us. But don’t fret, we can bring out the evil in Mother Theresa.

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Never Take a Short Cut Down a Creepy Alley

snuff sex bondage painIt was dark, I was running late, so I took a short cut down this creepy alley. Big mistake. A masked man followed me, grabbed me and threw me in the trunk of his car. He took me to some abandoned building. Dragged me kicking and screaming by my hair into the scary looking building. I ended up in a room with a few other women. None of us knew what to expect. One of the captors entered and grabbed one of the girls. She was crying and pleading. He smacked her so hard a tooth came out. I heard another guy yell, “Don’t mess her up too much before the camera starts rolling.” Then I knew what was going on. Snuff sex.  They were going to rough us up, sexually assault us, maybe even kill us on film.

We heard that poor girl cry and scream for hours. I heardsnuff sex murder fantasies whips, chains, a blow torch, and finally a chainsaw. After I heard that, she made no more noise. I knew she was not alive anymore. The guy came back in for girl number two. He had on a butcher’s apron covered in blood. Her blood I assumed. The next girl to go, suffered a similar fate, but not as quick. Soon, I was the only girl left in the room. I almost would have preferred to go first. The waiting while hearing the others being tortured was frightening beyond comprehension.

When it was my turn, I didn’t even fight. I knew what my fate was soon to be. One of the masked assailants strung me up in the air. They turned on a light and saw the carnage. Women’s limbs all over the floor;  blood splatter on the ceiling and walls; internal organs in a pile…. I vomited at the site. I was about to die a slow torturous death because I cut down an alley. I just prayed it would be quick. I prayed to pass out.

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Blood lust

Hurting people turns me on, always has and always will. Not that I ever bothered trying to change it, but I’ll never want to. I love the way I am! Just seeing someone in pain makes my cunt dripping wet, but I like it better when I inflict it. I came once just from cutting into the flesh on a trembling body. My favorite part is watching the blood run from the wound until it splashing on the ground. There’s just something about the noise it makes, it’s like an addiction. Sometimes I even lick the red rivers of blood as they pour out and make their way to the floor.
Extreme pain sluts are afraid me now and they should be. I’m experimenting with new things because I want to push my limits. It might sound strange, but I want to do something so revolting that it even disgusts me. I don’t think I’m even close to getting there at this point! I’m not worried though, there’s still plenty of time for that and I’ve always been very creative.