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Rape phone sex fantasies feed you

Blood leaking all down her legs turns you on, you sick fuck. Your Rape phone sex fantasies are what feed you.  “Tie her up and take her panties off” you demand of me as you push a young bitch to the ground. Since I was raised being an accomplice, I know what I must do. If I don’t, I’m the one punished. Therefore, I get her naked and tie her up. “If you do as he says it will go easier” I whisper in her ear as I stuff her panties in her mouth. What you really want is to be able to use your pcock to dominate a young bitch.

Her little hole getting ripped open makes you feel powerful. That’d why you wrap your hands around her dick and ram your cock in her virgin cunt. “Open up for me or pay” you grunt as you force your cock inside her. By now my pussy is wet. Only because I have seen a tight hole getting opened up. The blood dripping down to your balls makes her cry. “Bitch milk my, you were made to be used” you moan as you hard fuck her young cunt. You use the blood to lube of your dick to force yourself deeper inside her. “She is tighter than the last young hoe I napped” you moan as you fuck her.

Rape phone sex fantasies

That only told me that, you wouldn’t last too long from the hard torture fuck you are giving her. But I know what gets you off. You need to know that you choose what happens to her. That’s when you wrap your hands around her neck and pound her harder. I see her eyes starting to roll and her body starts to limp up. That’s doesn’t stop you from ripping her little young pussy hole open, it makes it better. “Milk me with you little body whore, or I’ll just get rid of you” you grunt as you fuck her hard.

Finally, your bloody cock starts to explode inside her. But you don’t stop there you wrap your hands tighter around her neck until you suffocate her. “When she goes limp, you will clean her cunt” you demand of me. After a bit more she went limp. Then you pop your cock out and get me ready to clean her up. Fuck I want a fuck toy to myself, is all I think about. 

Kidnapped Used And Abused

Kidnapping phone sexKidnapping phone sex.  I was leaving work digging in my purse for my keys when my mouth and nose is covered from behind, everything goes blank, when I wake up  in a strange room,naked  hanging from the ceiling, bound by ropes, a full face gag on my head, I try to squirm and wiggle free but that only makes the ropes tighter. You hear my muffled screams through the door, Shut the fuck up whore! Screaming wont help you now, If you want to make it out of this alive you will keep your fucking mouth shut! you tell me as you run the blade of a very sharp knife across my throat,tears running down my face, you lick them with a sticky tongue that smells of cigarettes and whiskey, I hear your pants unzip, feel a hard cock pressed against my soft ass, my ass cheeks spread wide and your thick cock shoved in my asshole no lube only your funky saliva on the head of your huge fucking cock, fucking me up my ass for what seems like hours first your cock , then a dildo that had to be about 3 inches around,my asshole was on fire its now numb, my whole body is numb from hours and hours of being tortured and abused at the hands of you, I have been tased ,whipped, choked,pissed on, spit on. When your friends arrived you removed my gag so they could rape my mouth, fill it with cum , piss,one of the nasty motherfuckers even spit in my mouth. Just when I think the torture is over, you bring in a furry four leg friend to mount me, filling my sore pussy with his red rocket spewing his load inside me, When his furry cock finally returns to its normal size he gets off me. Thankfully nobody wants to follow up behind him, I’m determined to be useless until one of you decides to take a huge shit on my chest. You blindfold me, wrapping my bruised and abused body in a dirty blanket,Knocking me out with a chemical soaked cloth, When I come to I’m naked in a field covered in shit, piss cum and any other body fluids you can think of. 

Santa’s little elf get’s kidnapped and fucked

Accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex. Late at night I love prowling the streets for young fucks to bring home to torture with my partner, sir big cock. He’s an evil man who’s uses his 12 inch cock to rip, tear, and force fuck his victims. And I’m the chosen whore to help. I get off watching him, cumming in my panties while I help hold them down.

Tonight’s the town Christmas parade and the street’s are filled with pray.  Dressed in all black leather I jump on the back of Santa’s slay and I spot a hot little elf. I grab her by the hair, knife in hand and drag her to my master. I gag her mouth and tie her down to our dead bed, blood dripping from my cuts. Aww, poor thing is whimpering like a little bitch, so I smack the shit out of her. Sir cock cuts open her little white leotard and assaults her tight little pussy. Shredding and tearing her cunt. Her creamie exposed while he fucks the living shit out of her. This bitch won’t stay still so I leash her up like a dog and hold her leg’s up high.

My snatch leaking goey white cum as his cock smashes her cervix. She’s out cold making it even easier for us to finish off this elf slut bag.

Ass rape porn of a different kind will be perfect with you

Ass rape pornAss rape porn of a different kind will be perfect with you! When you first think of it, you think of some young little slut bent over while a big stud is ramming into her. But that’s not what I am talking about. You are going to be the victim and I am going to be the stud, get it?

First, you are going to have to taste it. My asshole is going to give you mouth to mouth until you turn purple. The only air you will be able to breath will be sucked out my asshole slave. When I tell you to tongue counter clockwise be sure to follow my orders because I will not hesitant to snuff you out. There are plenty of slaves like you that will eagerly take your place.

My thighs will squeeze your head tightly and I will grind and smother your face until you’re totally broken. You will respect my dominance and as you gasp for air you will know better than to beg for my mercy. Once I have conquered your soul, I shall bend you over, exposing your vulnerable hole for all to see.

 I shall invite my faithful cocks, the masters of my twisted harem, to plunge into your depths, tearing away the last vestiges of your innocence. You will be their plaything, their fuck toy, a vessel for their perverse pleasure.

But fear not, for I shall be your guiding light, your shepherd through this den of decadence. I shall push your boundaries, stretch your limits, and lead you down a path of extreme sensuality and Torture sex. You will emerge from this dark odyssey, forever changed, forever mine.

 

Violent Phone Sex Christmas Because It’s More Fun to Spread Christmas Fear

violent phone sexViolent phone sex Christmas has a nice ring to it. Don’t you agree? I love to spread fear this time of year. But I am no Grinch. I am not stealing presents from little brats. Instead, I am castrating perverts and men who annoy me. Even men who try to ruin Christmas for others.

Last week, a woman hired me off the dark web. She wanted revenge on her ex-husband who refuses to pay support or help get his brats Christmas gifts. He sounded like a real Grinch to me. So, I knew what I needed to do. Castrate her ex for free. I normally do not kill or torture for free. But I guess I was in a giving mood. The holidays make me want to give back.

She gave me all the info I needed. And I asked her if she wanted me to kill him, but she said no. She just wanted to hurt him and scare him into paying support. So, I paid her ex a visit in the middle of the night. I used the hidden key to get inside. Easy peasy. I found him sleeping. More like passed out drunk. Well, that makes castration phone sex so much easier.

Not All Men Deserve To Have Their Balls

I tied him up to his bed and he still did not wake up. He sleeps nude. Which made it easier too. When I slapped him awake, he thought one of his friends sent him a hooker. I do not look like a hooker. He wished I was one though after I took his junk. I put a castration band around his nuts and just waited as his balls turned blue.

While we waited for that, I encouraged him to help his family out more or I would take his cock and his life too. He deserved to be neutered. According to his ex-wife, he blows all his money on hookers and young sugar babies. Since he can no longer fuck, he can spend money on his brats now.

I made a bloody phone sex mess out of his bed. Although I untied him from his bed, I knew he was in too much pain and shock to come after me.  I spread Christmas fear in him. But his ex-wife sees it more as Christmas cheer. You better watch out men, this wicked butcher knows if you have been good or bad.

Home invasion phone sex wear the red suit.

  Home invasion phone sex           Home invasion phone sex wear the red suit. Dripping and soaked in blood. Big black boots. White pristine gloves. This time of year, breaking in, stealing them blind. It will not be noticed. Just like home alone. All the people are gone. Now we find the loot, take possession. Anyone left…oops be the bloody killer you want to be.

            The red suit will soak up the blood. Home invasions are a great way to kill someone, cut them up, suffocate them, at the same time get your dick wet. Now I know as the misses in the house the cunt will be dripping. Right alongside of you going to help your soak all in.

            Have that Killer phone sex with your whore. Edging you. Santa Claus is perhaps an elf. In some places called good old St. Nick. Dropping to my knees sucking your cock while you are strangling some little brat that is on good list to death.

            Feel the hardness as you wrap your hands around that scrawny neck. Squeeze with all you might. The saying might be Momma had a brat, and the head popped off but I do believe it good old St. Nick came a calling and a bloody massacre happened in the home invasion. It’s a killer time of the year.

Castration Phone Sex Because Revenge is So Sweet

castration phone sexCastration phone sex may not be my specialty, but all women dream of castrating some man in their life. Trust me, as a young schoolgirl getting force fucked by daddy and his friends, I thought about biting some cocks off. Same with some of the seedy men who owned me after I ran away from home.

Recently, I got to make my dream a reality. A chance encounter with one of my dad’s poker buddies inspired me. He did not recognize me. When he came into the strip club, I almost had a panic attack. He went rougher on my fuck holes than my father. I grew up, and no doubt look different. I sport big boobs now and platinum blonde hair.

Legally changed my name to Cassandra Alexander so no one from my past would find me. But to be sure he did not recognize me, I flirted with him after my set. If he took my bait, I would bring him home with me. And get my revenge with some extreme cock and ball torture sex. He took my bait. Thought he would. But I needed to be sure he had no clue who I was. I gave him one hell of a lap dance to cock tease him. Wanted him to want to fuck me.

And he did. He begged me to come back to his hotel room. Although, I wanted to get my revenge at my place, I agreed. My plan for revenge worked almost perfectly. Once back at his hotel room, I drugged his drink. Just to make sure he would not hurt me. I waited about 45 minutes before I bit his cock. He got hard, but he did seem out of it. So, I knew the drugs kicked in.

I Love Getting Revenge on My Enemies

After a few minutes of slobbering on his cock, I bit it. Hard too. But I just did not bite hard enough to rip it off. I wanted to do a Lorena Bobbit on him, but I did not have access to a knife. This was an impromptu castration. Seeing him in the club dredged up some awful memories for me. I did take a chunk out of his dick, but I did not sever it like I wanted. However, I did make a bloody phone sex mess.

So, when he passed out from the shock and the drugs, I bit his balls off. That proved easier to do. I put his balls on his chest, so when he came too, he would know what happened. I know it was risky. He could send the cops to the club to arrest me. But I just hoped his shame would not let him admit to the authorities what happened.

So, to give myself an edge over him, I left a note that said go to the police and I will tell them what you did to me as a little girl, and signed it Ella, which was my birth name. I mean certainly if he did go to the police, a good lawyer could get me off on a temporary insanity plea.  I enjoyed biting his junk and neutering him. Now, if I could only find my father.

Snuff Phone Sex Bitch Killed the Grinch

snuff phone sexChristmas brings out the snuff phone sex bitch in me. Perhaps, some people might see me as a grinch. However, I like to think of myself as a dark angel preserving Christmas for the little ones. I am a Goddam fucking Christmas angel. My neighborhood has reported many thefts this holiday season. Someone has been naughty stealing outside Christmas decorations and in some cases, the presents under the tree. So, I am not the grinch in my neighborhood.

I often catch criminals or predators long before the police ever do. That’s one of my many skills. I could have been a detective. I set a trap for the thief. It took a few days for the grinch to take my bait. And it turned out to be a woman. She broke into my home in the middle of the night to take the fake Christmas gifts under the tree.

She broke into my home. So, I had every right to defend myself. This could be the kill I could justify and get away with. However, she needed torture sex. And maybe a fatal gunshot wound or knife wound. Even a struggle that resulted in a fatal head injury or something   would have been justifiable homicide. However, what I did to her would be deemed sadistic and unjustifiable. Overkill.

I’m The Bitch Who Saved Christmas

I mutilated her body. Tortured the meth head bitch for hours before killing her. I like to play with my prey. What is the fun in a quick, justifiable death. Even for a criminal or a predator, I will not invite trouble by calling the police. Flying under the radar is my superpower. This meth head cunt pleaded with me. She babbled on about her addiction and selling the toys and gifts for money to purchase meth and smack.

But I did not buy her lies. A junkie will say and do anything for a fix. Now the world has one less grinch and drug addict in the world. I stabbed her cunt with a knife. Literally pulled her insides out with the blade. Her pain had to be off the charts. I stabbed her eyes out too. Carved her tits up. By the time I finished my little snuff porn, she was nothing but a pile of mutilated flesh and entrails.

I had to scoop up her remains with a shovel like she was horse shit. I tossed the piles of her in my back yard. But I knew the wildlife would eat her bloodied remains before I even woke up in the morning. I turned her into sushi.  And today, there’s no trace of that bitch. The neighborhood and the police will think she stopped her crime spree or moved on to a different town. So, in a way, I am the bitch who saved Christmas.

Fuck me while I play with my knives

 

Knife play phone sex

Knife play phone sex. I take pride on my massive collection of knives. I have so many I’ve lost count. I love to throw them in the back as well as practice on my victims when we play. I don’t like ending my men after a good fuck, I just want a little taste. The fear in your face turns me on, I get so fucking wet when I bust out my machete. “What’s your plan with that?” they always ask.

Tonight I’m playing with you. Don’t be scared. Your cock get’s hard when I dress up in my little devil outfit. I love prancing around you as it grows, bending over showing you my cute little ass. You can’t take it and grab me by my hips and sit me down on your lap. I slowly slip my tight little wet pussy on top of you and start swirling and grinding. I can feel your girth expanding deep inside me.

It’s the perfect time to bring out my 12 inch knife. Don’t stop fucking me or else. I run it down your arm as you’re bouncing me on your lap, my wet pussy wrapped around your cock, trapping you. You can’t feel the blood oozing as I lick it up, spreading it all over my tits. Mmmm you taste delicious, I promise not to kill. The fear in your eyes makes me cum. I can’t handle it!

Extreme Cock and Ball Torture Sex Because Death is Too Easy

torture sexExtreme cock and ball torture sex feels right to me. I just love torturing a man’s junk. Too many men thing a woman’s body is there for him to use. Not on my watch. A couple days ago, this fucktard white boy walked into a Goth bar wearing a T-shirt that said, “Your Body, My Choice.” And I decided right then he needed neutered. A man who sports a tee shirt like that has predatory tendencies.

Even if he has not assaulted a woman yet, I knew he would if given the chance. So, I hit on him and took him home to meet my Venus Flytrap. As someone who thoroughly enjoys castration phone sex, I get excited when a potential victim makes it easy for me. This tool came home willingly with me.

I have everything a sadist needs to mutilate a man’s junk. For years, I castrated men on my repurposed death row electric chair. However, I recently repurposed a beaver trap I found near the lake behind my house. If I only knew who set it, I would make him my next victim. I have no tolerance for animal cruelty. But I found it ironic that a man who thinks he owns beaver, lost his ability to fuck beaver because of a beaver trap.

If You Prey on Women, You Will Meet My Venus Flytrap

He found it less amusing. The loser bitched and hurled insults at me while I had him tied up. The beaver trap I find makes castration hurt even more. Plus, he could get a nasty infection from the rusty jaws on the trap. When he saw it, I knew he knew what would come next. And he genuinely seemed scared. But he needed neutered so he would not assault any woman in the future.

He begged me not to do it, but no one has ever talked me out removing a man’s balls. You should have seen his face go ashen white when that beaver trap latched on to his balls. If I did not live in the country, the neighbors would have easily heard his screams. But I do love the sounds of pain men make while I inflict mutilation phone sex techniques on their balls.

Blood splattered all over the floor. He screamed bloody murder. But he eventually passed out from shock. Even though I wanted to kill him, I like to let my castration victims live. I think it’s a far better punishment to live with the knowledge that you will never have an erection again. Death is too easy. And I like to make worthless men suffer for the rest of their lives.