Tag: Bloody Phone Sex

Blasphemy Phone Sex Because The Devil is More Fun

blasphemy phone sexBlasphemy phone sex is popular. Personally, I do not believe in anything I cannot see and understand. I do not understand these fools who give their money and souls to the church. Stupid. I mean you are letting some mouthpiece drain your wallet for the promise of something better in the afterlife? What about something better now? I love to break into churches and desecrate them. I had an accomplice on Saturday night. We destroyed this local church that wants to put women back in the dark ages. The preacher is some Pentecostal tyrant who believes women should be barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen. I did some research on him. Stalked him for months and found out all sorts of unsavory things about him. He is embezzling money from his stupid flock to pay for hookers. My friend and I decided to expose him. We had blasphemy sex in the pews first. Fucked our brains out and left cum and piss all over the church. We destroyed the Bibles. Word of God? Bullshit. Word up, Satan. Evil is here on earth and should be celebrated. I mean the devil has more fun, right? The preacher busted us, so we had to kill him. He was in the church with his hired whore. He was desecrating his own church with a rent a whore. We killed them both and left their bodies on the alter like a ritualistic sacrifice to Satan. We positioned them naked. I wanted to shock the stupid flock when they came in to worship the next day. We gutted them both like pigs. Blood, organs, and guts were all over the alter. It was a bloody phone sex massacre. The church smelled like death. It looked like something out of a snuff flick. Maybe the flock will know what a false prophet their leader was and come over to the dark side. The Devil is more fun.

Disturbingly Bloody phone sex

Taboo phone sex

Ass rape porn is my go to when I am having gruesome phone sex with a man.. It always enhances my orgasms! I love watching it specifically on the darkweb. That’s where you get to find all the dirty videos that aren’t so politically correct to a pathetic dirtbag who tries to act like they don’t sin.. Me, personally I am a born sinner there is nothing I enjoy more than a man who is very similar to me.. I took a walk this morning through a playground..

Watching all those tight cunts flip around and show off their flexibility only made me want to snap their fucking necks… I couldn’t help it.. There was this really cute one with golden blonde hair and super big blue eyes who came running my way.. Right as I was getting into my car.. I felt like it was a gift from Satan, something he wanted me to enjoy!

I wrapped my hand around her mouth and through her into the backseat of my car.. The entire ride she was screaming and crying which only enhanced the beaten I gave her as soon as we got to my log cabin where I do all the bloody murders.. I haven’t killed her yet.. But, dragging her across the pavement by her hair and watching her pale skin scuff made my fucking day.. I figured why not save her for a Snuff phone sex call..

I am now looking for a man who isn’t afraid to listen to her pathetic ass scream while we make a disturbing Snuff porn out of her.. I’ve got all the tools baby.. Are you ready to guide me through a brutal extreme throat fucking.. Okay just one thing I do want to cram my fucking fist up her ass but you can be in charge of everything that happens after that..

The scream you shall hear when I fist that bitches worthless asshole will give you the assurance you need. This bitch is here and I am ready to destroy her. 

Taboo Phone Sex Car wreck Rape Fantasy

Taboo Phone Sex

For a taboo pain slut I sure can take a lot! I was driving when a car behind me started to ride my ass! He rammed me once making me scream. I was able to regain control and pushed the pedal to the fucking floor, but they caught up. I was hit again making my car spin out and flip. When I woke up I was screaming and being dragged out of the car. I was thrown into the middle of the road where he ripped off my panties. and a cock was shoved inside of me! My back had been dragged across the glass shattered in the road and I could feel the burn of the road scraping worse and worse with every thrust of his cock forcing itself inside of my cunt. I could feel the warm blood dripping out of my pussy,  down my head and tits. It wasn’t long before he came inside of my torn cunt and left me to bleed on the street

I Am A Torture And Bondage Slut. And I Love It

Torture phone sex

 

So I was walking down the street one dark night. It was cold the wind was whipping around the corners of streets and the wind was howling. There was no one in sight. My boyfriend did not come to meet me at the bus stop and quite frankly, I was scared. I felt like something very ominous was in the air and I was huddled in my coat and looking all around me. Then I hear music in the distance, like some dark weird goth/hip-hop music I had never heard before. It kind of made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. This black car pulls up, like real old school looking, like a Buick or Cadillac  or something and the windows were tinted dark so I couldn’t even see inside.

The window rolls down and I see a very odd-looking guy grinning at me. He had black greasy hair, a thin mustache and a black hat on. He had a couple of gold teeth but yeah , he was making me feel nervous. He says, “Hey baby girl, why you walking all by your lonesome tonight?’ I told him my BF never came to pick me up from the bus stop. He said, “What? He don’t deserve to own a piece like you” Which I thought was an odd thing to say. He told me to get in the car to get warm but I said no, thank you. I didn’t live that far off and the dude was giving me the creeps! All of a sudden he jumps out of the car runs up on me slaps me across the face and drags me back to the car and shoves me in the back seat. That’s when I notice there is a dark black guy wearing a black leather jacket driving. They were both like, “We got ourselves a nice girl!” They were high-fiving each other and when I started pleading with them to let me go, they were like, “Shut up Bitch!”

I was crying my eyes  out.  They drove me to an abandoned house, dragged me inside, ripped all my clothes off ,tied me up beat me , slapped me across my face, shoved their rigid cocks down my throat ,slapped me across the face if they felt my teeth on their cocks.. They cursed at me, spit on me, the black guy peed on me.

This went on for days, they fucked me over and over again in my mouth, pussy and asshole. I cried so hard and begged them to let me go that I wouldn’t tell anyone. But finally after all of the abuse, I started to like it. I started to really like it. The way their cocks felt inside me, the pleasure… And the pain. I started moaning and laughing and cumming so hard! Finally they looked at each other and said, “this bitch likes it!”and then they really started getting crazy! Burning me with cigarettes, choking me, shoving their cocks down my throat until I gagged and threw up. I couldn’t get enough, I am now a torture and bondage slut and I love my Masters now. This is who and where I want to be. With them. In Hell..

Torture Sex on My Time

Torture sex

I have so many twisted freaks that come to me when they’re in need of some torment filled torture sex that I almost don’t have enough time to find all of the fuck pigs needed to satisfy their dastardly desires.  I’m not just here to provide the droves of delinquents who can’t get off without doing some damage to the flesh of a fine little female the fuckmeat they crave, I’m a pretty busy psychopath.  I got things to do.

Yesterday, for instance, I was stalking a family that seemed to be an utter waste of space to see if they’d be worth eliminating completely.  It’s been a while since I’ve pruned the branches of anyone’s family tree, I was really looking forward to seeing where that went.  I was in the frozen aisle of the grocery store tailing them as just another face in the crowd, as I do, when one of my clients saw me and approached and started talking really loud.  He was flapping his gums about things that should never be uttered in public places, making everyone in the place turn to look at us and see who was having such a conversation, my intended targets included.  So much for planning and staging that familicide.  

I stormed out of the store with him following close behind me, going on and on about how he needed to make a bitch hurt and the types of wounds he wanted to inflict on an incapacitated cunt.  Some things you just don’t talk about in public, loose fucking lips sink big fucking ships.  That was way too much for me, I knew I had to do something about him or he would bring my whole operation down around me.  I relented and told him to get in my van, I’d hook him up.

Luckily, I had one last fresh fuck pig, with skin so soft and smooth you could butter your bread with it, locked up in my dungeon of a basement that I was willing to let him use.  He’s always into whipping so I knew the exact tool to give him to make him blow his load pretty quickly.  I wasn’t wrong, he only lashed her about 50 times before his nut sauce was shooting all over that beaten beauty, soaking into her deep wounds and dripping down her body.  As he stood there reveling in his work while trying to catch his breath, I snuck up behind him, slipped a garrotte wire over his head and squeezed my hardest to make certain that he never would.  What can I say?  Don’t piss me off, Pal.

Yeah, I’ll provide all the pussy you want to punish, but I’m going to do it on my time.  There are people to stalk and kill, folks need to be framed for murder and I want to be the one to do it.  Kind of hard when I have to find a bunch of dumb bimbos, lock them up then watch guy after guy go at them and torture-fuck the spirit out of them while they hang helplessly on an almost daily basis.  If I don’t answer when you call or text you back, I’m not trying to deal with you at the moment.  Period.  Approach me in public and start talking all kinds of bullshit, I’ll turn your addiction into a snuff sex scene real quick.  You don’t want to be on my bad side, I promise you.  

  

Rape phone sex fantasies are taboos in the making

Rape phone sex fantasiesAmong my Rape phone sex fantasies I’ve always had one that stands above all else, but I could never find a boyfriend cray enough to try it with me. I lay back, slip my hand in my panties, and think about a gang of men breaking into my house in the middle of the night. They all wear black masks and all the only thing I can see is the lust in their eyes, hungry like wolves and ready to molest me. They snatch my boy and force him into my room where I’m already awake and stripped naked. They put him in a chair in the middle of the room and tie him up for Bondage phone sex with his young dick in his fist and forced him to look while they use me for their own sick pleasures.I’m terrified the whole time but that doesn’t stop my slick little cunny from getting wet and begging me to get fucked. My son was really jacking his cock as he watched them treat me like a fucking cheap slut. I could feel the frozen metal kiss of a pistol against my temple, keeping me from struggling against them. Suddenly a throbbing cock gets shoved in my cunt, another forced into my asshole, and a third choking me down my throat all while my boy gets himself closer and closer to cumming, becoming conditioned to seeing Mommy get fucking used like the slut she is, played with and treated like a whore meant to be broken for their fun and flavor. I can’t imagine how much that’d fuck with our relationship, but it makes it so much hotter. Oh fuck I think I’m gonna cum just thinking about it! My fingers are slipping into my cunt and drilling me a moment of raw bliss just thinking about his face as he cums watching me get abused and hurt for Bloody phone sex.

Evil phone sex is a must with a sadistic slut like me.

Evil phone sex

Evil phone sex is my absolute favorite because I am a sadistic slut; and with fall upon us there have been quite a few dumb sluts to fall into our laps. Its hunting season and I love the thrill of the chase. We look for the perfect slut to torture and string up. I can’t wait to see our trophy hanging up on the wall, reminding us of our big kill. You know I love to see their abused and tormented bodies for a day or two.

We caught a feisty whore last night and the fight she put up was better than any of my torture fantasies. She screamed and kicked and each time it reverberated through the dark moist room, my pussy tingled and dripped. She had no idea that she was only fueling the fire within. Speaking of fire, I loved when you burned and branded that slut. The smell of her flesh roasting was so intoxicating. She bucked and I came right then and there.

Here screams were muffled by my moans, and I had to hold myself up by a handful of this worthless whore’s hair. You saw me cum and wanted in on the fun and you forced your rock-hard cock in her tight little cunt. your cock is so big it ripped her wide open and the slut cried and tried to beg you to stop. This silly bitch didn’t realize that that was never an option. She was ours to use for our pleasure. You fucked her hard raping that’s fucking whore and used her till she was weak. I finished her off by waterboarding this bitch with my pee.

Terry’s Murder phone sex Fantasies

Taboo phone sex

I left my pathetic roommate all tied up and bonded before class.. I tortured the living day lights out of her and she’s still got the wounds to show it! There is no way I will be having her walking around campus all bruised up so people can ask questions.

She’s literally in there gagged and bonded with her feet tied to her hands. She’s so sweet I couldn’t help it.. Its like her tiny little squeaky voice just irked my fucking nerves. I wanted to give her a dose of reality! She’s some trust fund baby who to me hasn’t experienced a lick of life!

She deserves what I am doing to her.. There is no reason why anyone on earth should be living a carefree life! Well, not under my watch at least.. She was always bragging about how she has this and she has that.. I snapped! I stood up and rang her fucking neck.. Luckily it didn’t kill her.. Well the only problem is now that I’ve reacted with black out anger..

I didn’t exactly plan for this! I have no idea how I plan to dispose of her body.. I have to kill her! If I don’t she will tell, I know she will.. I can’t take the risk.. After all these years of getting away with rape, murder and torture.. There is no way I am going to let her be the end of it..

I plan on dicing her up and putting her in my suitcase.. Then bringing her to the woods and burning her in a bonfire.. But before I get rid of her I was hoping I can get a perverted man to rape her.. Would you like to do the honors? Maybe you can help me bury her…

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Stroke your cock to Bloody phone sex with a useless Lolita

Bloody phone sex

Stroke your cock to Bloody phone sex with a useless Lolita. I love keeping little Lolita’s with me while I hear a man stroke his dick to her screams and cries, how she begs me to stop while I rape her tiny pussy. Some of them even enjoy it, I’ve gotten little ones with cocks who love taking my pink pussy. My men barely last a minute because of it, they love hearing those little ones and Lolita’s moan and cry for me. I pop Lolita’s cherries; I love being an evil cunt who takes their virginities and watch them bleed, it’s like I own them now. It’s the best Snuff phone sex you can ever have, your cock can cum inside of her bloody young pussy, and I will make her trained to love it all.

Murder phone sex Fantasies are a gift

Murder phone sex FantasiesI frequently have Murder phone sex Fantasies. Maybe it’s because my life is so hard being the slave of these horrible men, but the sweet release of a bloody, grim, horrifying demise seems alluring instead of scary. I dream of it often, laying there while my abused cunt is sore and bleeding from the recent reaming or torture session, hoping that somehow the bleeding doesn’t stop and I simply cease to exist. I want to die, I want to be killed, I want tomorrow to never come and I always get my hopes up whenever I feel a new pain or something breaks inside while they fuck my black ass rough and hard and raw. It’s fun for them, subjecting me to Mutilation phone sex, turning their domestic late-night ‘snack’ of a whore into something worse just because I didn’t have the power to fight back or the will to run away. The windows are open, the door is right there, but I can’t move. I never can, and anytime I think of it one of them comes around the corner with some new guy and they pull me back down to hell one nasty fuck, one horrifying cut, one bloody scream at a time. I know they eventually plan to let me die, when I’ve become too used, too worthless, too abused and lifeless. I just hope it’s soon, that maybe they underestimate what I have left and end it too soon. I want to still be here to choke on my blood, I still want to remember my bastard crack whore husband when I breathe my last breath and collapse onto the floor in a puddle of was and potential. I need to go out quickly, to be used for Snuff porn, and somehow I get my hopes up every single time someone calls, hoping that it’s going to be the guy that pays enough for them to do just that…