Welcome home babe what do you have in mind for me tonight? Want to poison me? Choke me? Gut me? Perhaps electrocute me? You have an extremely specific desire, and you know I am here to fulfill your every sick fantasy. Whether I am you accomplice or your victim I am here for you love. Dress me as you wish, let me help you overpower our victim. Poison? Abduction? Chloroform? I love them all. So tonight, me and you together. Let’s go to a bar and find some poor lonely woman sitting all alone. We will befriend her. As I comfort her you will buy us drinks and roofy hers before handing it to her. She will drink and become incapacitated. Under the rouse of intoxication, we will freely leave with her between us. Taking her to our little dark cabin in the woods. Stripping her clothes and tying her hands. Attaching them to a hook in the ceiling. Then we sit back and wait for her to awaken. Confused and terrified, turning us both on with her screams and begging. My pussy wet and your cock rock hard. I walk to her and rub my finger between her slit, letting my finger graze her clit. I bend down and run my tongue between her pussy lips. She starts to get wet. I laugh and nod to you. It is your turn, what will you do?
Tag: Bloody Phone Sex
What Shall We Do Tonight?
Ass Rape Porn
My ass is perfect for ass rape porn. That is what my stepson believes. And he knows. He has been violating my ass since he was a young teen boy. I married his father when he was still in high school. He hated me from day one. I like to think he loves me in his own way, and just needs me to help him make money. I love his father, but as soon as his son turned 18, he cut him off financially. He spoils our boys, so I understand why my stepson is angry all the time. It is like I replaced his mother, and his dad favors our boys over him. So, when he needs my help, my guilt makes me help him. Last night, he needed quick money. When he needs money, his taboo phone sex step mommy becomes his quick cash cow. He brought his streaming equipment and bag of violent sex toys to shred my ass. Men love to see a soccer mom anally tortured. Baseball bats, rolling pins, fists, large garden vegetables, and wine bottles. The bigger the object, the more Bitcoins guys pay. My stepson loves the sound of the cha chings from Bitcoins. I do too. Even though it always means pain for me, I like knowing I am doing good by my stepson. It is not like I get nothing out of the anal torture. He always gives me a big bag of blow for my pain. I do anything to help family, but you toss in coke, and nothing is off limits. My stepson made the money he needed to get out of the debt he owed. My ass looks nasty. It is prolapsed, and mangled, even bloody. I just rubbed a little coke on it after I soaked in the tub for a while. Coke makes everything better.
Own and degrade me
I want you to fuck me so hard. Spread my legs and push your monster cock deep inside me. Make me your cum slut every night and show me you own me. Make it rough for me to be able to get away from that daddy dick. Can you push me down on all fours and push every inch of your cock till you fuck my stomach? I want that to make me your stupid slut and make me piss all over. I like when I’m your pissy slut and jizz whore. You should go so rough with me that you make my pussy stretch out so much, and it bleeds all over. Slap me with your dick and mark your territory. You know I miss it when you do that to me. I love torture sex with you so much
Snuff Attack On Me
I know I did some bad things to some bad people. I took lives and I owe money but my pussy craved it. I’ve been in the spotlight for too long and someone finally put my victim ass in my place. this man and woman found me that belongs to a group I fucked over, They snatched me away and stripped me of all of my clothes. They started by beating me bloody and letting the man force himself onto my sweet body. They brought in another man to have his way with me and had out their rape fantasies with my body until I confessed and promised them the money! They were happy and satisfied at that. They finished on me and dropped me at home. I better get their shit!
Slowly Slitting Her Open
Her throat opened beneath the slick kiss of my blade spilling blood down, like a turtle neck dress drenching her in crimson tides. She was gurgling, little bubbles popping through her split airway. She’d drown in her own blood, and I’d get to watch while my captive was forced to stroke his cock. It was his young daughter I was butchering, and she’d already been slowly split open from her nasty little girl cunt to her lips. He was using her blood as lube, jacking off inside her entrails and making a giant, bloody mess. He was mortified at the mess, but I had told him I’d chop his cock in two of he stopped stroking. Now, he was finding all this blood and suffering turned him on. It was time to bring his wife in for the grand finale.
Terrifying Murder Phone Sex Fantasies
I’ve always dabbled in murder phone sex fantasies, as many of you already know. I know that most fantasies are better left just that way – as a fantasy. But I keep thinking that the murder one – well, I always wonder about what it would be like if it actually became a reality. And I often think about it happening on Halloween. I mean, what better time for my partner and I to find someone to take home with us…someone who will never be leaving. Fuck, that makes my tight cunt so wet. I know that the sex after doing the deed would be the best sex of my life.
But you know what? Sometimes I dream about being the victim. I want someone to kidnap me, tie me up, force fuck me and stick all kinds of objects into my pussy and asshole. And then when he’s done all the things to me that he wants to do, I want him to slice my wrists so I will bleed out slowly and he can fuck me while I die. I would go out of this world cumming on a big fat cock. What more could a whore like me ask for?
Gothic Phone Sex Fantasies
I love Gothic phone sex calls, especially if it involves sexy vampires. In my head Vamps look like Tom Cruise or Erik from True Blood. All sexy, buff and shiny. I know that in many movies they can look like decaying old flesh or a bag of bones too, but when I masturbate to vampires turning me, I picture Erik from True Blood with his blonde hair and handsome face and chiseled body taking me. I was at a Goth underground club last week. It was Halloween and there were plenty of men dressed like sexy Vampires. I went into a private room with this tall handsome man who was like someone straight out of my wet dreams. He was not a romantic, however. He may not have even been human. He asked how I would like to be a living dead girl. I played along because in my mind it was just like something out of a fantasy phone sex call. He tied me up and stripped me naked. He took his time taking in my body. I thought he was enamored by my goddess like looks, but he slapped me and called me a dirty whore. My cunt got wet, and he could smell me. He was calling me horrid names. It was like he suddenly became Carrie White’s mother talking about my dirty pillows and my whorish looks. Then he showed me his teeth. I thought he had really good prosthetic fangs. He bit into my neck, and I felt the warm blood trickling down my body. He latched on to my throat as he fucked me. I felt weird. I was powerless to fight him. My body was going cold from blood loss. I was starting to lose consciousness. I did go dark at some time, but I woke up and never felt better. Was it a dream? I looked into the mirror, but I had no reflection. He had turned me into a creature of the night. I am game for whatever taboo phone sex fantasy you have too.
Mysterious Halloween Murders
Special News Report on tonight from yours truly, Indigo Kemper. Coming in live to report we are at a total of twenty four bodies found from last night’s Midnight Massacre on Market Street! Evidently during the Halloween Trick or Treat festivities no less than thirty one people were reported missing by their families in the City of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. So far, twelve of those have turned up as brutally murdered victims of some crime that officials are calling “The Serial Murder of the Century”. There are no suspects yet, but let’s talk a little more about these bodies.
Each and every one has been skinned and scalped, apparently all while the victim was still breathing. I’m not sure how much you folks at home know about flaying, but it has been proven to be one of the most tormenting tortures ever used. To completely remove the dermis requires such a precise hand, and hours of cleaning the wound with fresh salt. After being skinned, these now-famous victims had their teeth removed one by one and a full set minus the canines was found in every asshole of every victim, none with their own teeth.
Each victim was then mutilated in their genitals with hot barbed wire, and I mean white hot, either being wrapped around the cocks or stuffed inside the pussies of every individual. They were dumped, dismembered and arranged like the Black Dahliah with one sick twist; each victim had a little young one, and none of those have yet to be identified by their families. Where did the killer get his supply of young sons and daughters from? Why did she spend hours torturing them?
“Oh, why did I say she? It’s obviously a woman’s touch. Where was I? I was out having a bloody good time, celebrating my birthday.” I smiled into the camera, wiping a speck of blood from my lip.
We Gave Her Poison
My hot ass brother-in-law called with a dirty nasty kinky request. Off his wife he asked so we could be together. I was quiet while I took it all in and wondered if I should. Daddy would never let me go but he would be none the wiser if we kept it on the down low. I mean after all we are a super close family. I agreed, poison was his weapon of choice. Perfect, I had waited to put that skill to work for years. They both came over for lunch and I handed her a glass of lemonade laced with rat poison.
She took a big drink and we waited. She turned an odd shade of green, started foaming at the mouth and then fell to the floor convulsing. We stood over her watching as she threw up and her body released fluids. She lay in a pool of her own shit and a puddle of piss as she shook violently. It was marvelous and hot. As her blood shot eyes rolled back in her head and she struggled to breath he pushed me on top of her, lifted my skirt and fucked me. I like to think that the last thing she remembers is my back arching and her husband giving me a screaming orgasm.
Beer Bottle In A Pussy
you know, a girl like me likes to play dirty, I have always loved being used up as a whore in the bedroom and then given affection afterward but when you’re attacked, caught, and tortured like me, there is only so far I can go until I break and become the total submissive a man needs without having to give me care. After a few instances of break-ins, taking me, holding me hostage, and living out their rape fantasies on my body, I was starting to cave. This final straw was an older man I trusted to walk me home from a night of drinking after work. I was stumbling and my shirt was coming undone, my skirt hiked up too far past my waist. Even one of my heels had snapped! I was a wasted and drunken mess and barely conscious as I would feel hands rub up and down my body, grabbing my tits and even something felt shoved into my pussy! He pushed me up the stairs, becoming violent and impatient as he had been waiting for this moment with me. I heard he had done this with the other sluts here too! He dragged me to my bed in the room, no sheets to mess up and I hear my clothes yanked and ripped off! The cold air hit my nipples and hardened them. My clit sticking up and my pussy dripping. I was feeling the kisses and caresses and then a cock! A wet big cock attacked my ass hole while I screamed. He shoved some kind of drug into my veins through a needle and continued to force me into submission and force fuck me! He came, left me dripping in a shitty, bloody, and cummy mess. The next morning I hadn’t remembered a thing until I realized I had a beer bottle shoved in my cunt from the walk home and the video he took was all over our workplace.