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Cannibalism Phone Sex with Cassandra: Bonfire Smorgasbord

cannibalism phone sex big tits milfThese girls from the gym that I do Zumba with invited me to a bonfire one of them was having out at her family’s farm. They said bring a friend, but female as it was a girls night. We were gonna get drunk, smoke weed and just have fun. Sounded great to me. I grabbed my BFF, got in the jeep and we headed to rural Kentucky. We joked a bit on the way that it seemed like we were driving through the area in one of those Wrong Turn movies. We got there and the girls were naked and dancing around the bonfire. I told my BFF, they just witches wannabes and we giggled. When in Rome, right? We took off our clothes started dancing around the bonfire with them drinking moonshine.

Next thing I know, my BFF and I are bound, gagged and tied to a stake. That moonshine  I guess was spiked. I thought is this a joke? Then the girls swarmed around us like bees on honey. They started calling us bitches and stupid cunts. One girl tried to claim I stole her boyfriend a few years ago. Really? A few years ago, not last week? Get  over it. My smart ass comments didn’t go over well with the Witches of Eastwick and I got slapped hard and an apple shoved in my mouth to shut me up. I still thought this was some sort of payback and would be over soon, but then they were dousing us in some buttery sweet smelling liquid. Did I smell pineapple? They appeared to be seasoning us. WTF? My friend looked scared; I was still in this is a joke mode. But, one of them said we were not only the guests of honor, but we were the main course.

They moved us over the bonfire. We were stacked on top of each other. The flames were so hot. We were literally melting. The main witch just kept turning us around and around and poking at our flesh. I could feel my skin frying, getting crispy. The pain was awful. We were like pigs at a luau. We would be dead soon. Dinner for the Witches of Eastwick. Have you ever smelled burnt hair? Burnt flesh? It’s nauseating. These crazed bitches were continuing to dance around the bonfire , watching us cook to death. Getting off on the smell of our flesh. We were helpless, powerless, almost cooked to death. That’s when I heard the evil ring leader sing, “Cassandra roasting over and open flame….” But this wasn’t a joke. I was dinner. I was nothing more than a side of beef.

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Was it a dream or was I just high?

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I had partied all fucking night. It was an orgy, with friends.  I had done some blow, lots of shots and a I have no idea how many pills. I was Drained but very wired from the combination of drugs and alcohol. I love fucking while I’m wasted.  I was drifting in and out of sleep. My current fuck buddy was spread out on top of my messy bed totally naked and hot as hell. Everyone was passed out, scattered all over my large loft apartment, on floors, and sofas, outside on patio chairs. empty shot glasses and beer cans filled the tables.  As I gazed outside of my bedroom window onto the patio, I saw dark shadows moving around in the bushes. I kept passing out but would wake up a few seconds later from the drugs. I felt a presents above me and by the foot of the bed. I must be dreaming, I thought.  I felt large hands wrapping around my waste very tight (I was horny as hell) and one around my mouth. I was ready for something to happen. I was freaking me out. I hoped it was my fuck buddy. but I felt another set of hands on my body. I couldn’t move my legs or scream from feat, they were roped to my bed posts. My arms being held onto by someone. My ass was pulled up into the air so I was on my elbows and knees. My pussy was wet and ready for something nasty to I could hear mumbling but I couldn’t make out any words. I could see blurry images and shadows from the pale moon light that lightly lit up my room. I felt my fuck buddy moving in his sleep. It must have been my friends having their fun with  me. I went with it. I felt a large cold glass dildo slowly enter my asshole. Uhhh.. oh.. fuck..that felt amazing. It hurt so fucking good. I wanted to turn over to see who it was fucking me, but I was being restrained. A hard wet cock filled my mouth. I loved it. “FUCK ME HARD!” I wanted to scream. I didn’t have to I was being fucked hard and wished my fuck buddy would join this party. Scared to death and extremely turned on. Two cocks and a glass dildo filled me up, one in my tight pussy, the other filled up my mouth. They all moved in and out hard and fast. I love DP (double penetration) I wish there was a vibrator on my clit. I’d be in fucking heaven. Then a tongue licking my clit. Oh fucking hell, I was happy. I felt a hand wrapping around my throat, squeezing tighter and tighter very slowly. I wanted to squirt everywhere. The cock was out of my mouth and a ball gag shoved in. The dildo came out and a man mounted me from behind and slid his huge cock in my asshole. It stretched my asshole wide, I tried to moan, it hurt so fucking good. That was what I needed. Two cocks and a ball gag. I was sweating, so tired and wired, drunk and high. My pussy wanted to cum in this guys mouth. the cocks moved faster and faster, harder and harder, I screamed for more and more louder and louder. My orgasm was so, I shot  white cum everywhere. I was soaked. My body jolted hard a few times  and i woke up. Holy fuck!! was that a Wet dream? I could barley catch my breath. I noticed my window was open, and my wrists and ankles were bruised. WTF? Everyone was gone.

Bondage Phone Sex with Cassandra: Kidnapped and Tortured

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Last week, one of my best friends was kidnapped while at the park with her pooch. A guy came right up to her, chloroformed her and she woke up in bondage being sexually tortured by some guy she snubbed at a bar earlier in the week. He had stalked her for days like prey and then got his revenge. Evil SOB too. He put a cattle prod in her cunt and shocked her repeatedly telling her he hoped he had ruined her female parts because she didn’t deserve to have them if she wasn’t going to use them. She was found in the woods, barely alive tied upside down to some makeshift torture rack.

Little did I know, I had encountered and snubbed the same piece of shit. He tried to pick me up and he looked like some gang banger wanna be. I told him as much. Well, he must have slipped something in my drink and kidnapped me right from the club because the next thing I knew, I woke up in a dungeon hog tied and being sodomized by that asshole. But this time, he had several friends with him, who were all forcing their dicks in me. I was tied tightly. My breasts felt like they were going to pop off my body the rope was so tight. My legs were spread wide and tied to wooden posts. His friends were laughing at me and saying, “who is the gangbanger now.”  They were all forcing their cocks in all my holes. After they had tortured me for hours with their cocks, I laid there, covered in jizz, praying to be let go. I thought about my friend and how he let her live, barely, but she was recuperating in the hospital now.

kidnapping phone sex torture bondageThen I saw him with a huge knife. He licked it, then spit in my face, calling me a whore. I started trembling wondering what was in store for me. Then he ran the knife across my scared flesh and taunted me. Said I had a beautiful body and it would be a shame to mark it all up; but that a stupid rude cunt needed to be put in her place. I started screaming all sorts of things to him. I said, “a real man doesn’t need to force himself on a girl. A real man can handle rejection.” Big mistake. I let my temper get the best of me, and for that I was about to pay a painful price. He retorted, “A real woman doesn’t need big fake ass titties.” Then he took that big ass knife and sliced a nipple off. I screamed in pain, and then he lobbed off the other nipple. I was still hog tied, bleeding,  scared… I like pain, but this was sadistic  and being inflicted not by a master but by a scorned psychopath.

He had an evil glimmer in his eyes as he saw the blood oozing out of my breasts where nipples use to be. Then he plunged the knife into my left breast and cut off the whole aureola and nipple. He started slicing away at the flesh, carving my breast like it was a turkey. I peed the floor, which angered him and resulted in a hard slap, a cattle prod in my ass and the knife severing my breast from my body. Blood was spraying everywhere. This only turned him on. He started jacking off until he came on the bloody part that used to be my breast. Him and his sicko pals left, with my breast. I was still tied up and bleeding, in some dank dungeon, left wondering if I would be as lucky as my friend and be found barely alive.

All Hallows Eve Is Approaching

snuff phonesex angieFor me it is a tradition to hunt the finest meat I can find for the feast I host on All Hallows Eve each year. I have a huge spit in the yard. My friends and I gather and season the flesh, before we put her plump ass on the spit. We take turns turning the spit insure even cooking and crisp brown skin. I love to decorate the area with all my jars of body parts. Placing them on glass tables with candles burning underneath to light the jars with a faint glow. Everyone brings a sweet victim that we play with and torture, Playing games like who can skin a body fastest. All of us enjoying the screams of terror. I have some special treats in store for my friends this year, Some things we have never done before. I bought an old claw tub at an antique shop yesterday to set out in the yard and I am collecting young girls for the occasion. By the time All Hallows Eve arrives I hope to have at least twenty of them, if not more. I am going to put about two inches of water in the bottom of the tub and super glue a curling iron into their tight little cunts one at a time, plugging it in and watching them writhe in pain until they either pass out or become catatonic. They are going to be the lucky ones. The rest of them are going to be my grand finale. A fireworks display like no other! Yes my human fire works, they will be bound and hung upside down in the trees. Legs spread wide. I will then fill them up with gas and insert as many tampons as I can shove in their cunts twisting the strings together to form a wick. Everyone will light one at the same time and we will watch them explode. I have already done a test run and it was phenomenal. Pieces of flesh flying into the air leaving only the hips and legs hanging from the tree as the rest of the body bursts into flames and explodes. The sensation of watching my carnage is electrifying. It is sure to make for an orgasmic experience for all in attendance. I have no doubt that there will not be a soft cock or dry pussy in the party. Of course I will film the entire evening and present each of my guests with a CD of the evenings events for them to enjoy over and over again at their leisure. No one will soon forget this years festivities. My plans will insure that I have out done myself this year and this party will go down in the record books as one to remember!snuff phonesex bondage

Kidnapping Phone Sex: A Yummy Treat

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It wasn’t planned, but it’s always planned!  It should always be planned…I think.  But, I saw her: she was perfect.  Her breasts were real; she was thick in all of the right places; and she was tender (I could sense it!).  It was early morning, and she was just running to her favorite coffee shop, I think.  I needed help.  I called my best friend, who was still sleepy.  But, once I described her…he knew.  He was coming.  Now, all that I needed to do was keep track of her.

She was easy to watch: her hips bouncing, almost, to the beat of this flavor-ful drum that I had in my mind.  It wasn’t jiggly, but it wasn’t too firm.  I thought of someone special when I saw it…I will only say that his name begins with “R.”  He would have loved just watching her move.  But, I was keeping an eye on her while I waited; and, this wasn’t a chore at all.

She was still sleepy-eyed and this was the best.  Maybe she had stayed up late, talking to her girlfriends.  Maybe she was hung-over.  I really didn’t care; but, I would find out later…just because I like to know things, especially lately.  Anyway, she talked to these fake blondes and this guy that was cute (but definitely a steroid-user).  I liked watching them, though; it was like a few dolls that weren’t quite real (but think that they are human).

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They all, of course, fanned out.  They had other “important” things to do.  “My chick” (and I like calling her that) was walking back to her downtown apartment.  She didn’t even sense or see it: I had put a stick in front of the alleyway.  I helped her up…and then pulled her in.  It’s one of of those gorgeous moves during the daylight; everyone’s either too tired or busy to care.  And, there she was with me.  But, my chloroform worked and she slid nicely into her space behind the back of the SUV.

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At home, she was so beautiful.  I really have never seen someone so sweetly tied to a chair.  It wasn’t her body; it was her pose.  She knew, just like a deer who had been captured and knew it was going to be gutted.  I had to take pictures.  I am quite obsessive with photographs, really.  And, threw the lens, I kept capturing the moments of her struggle…and then her calm.  And, my friend had appeared, just as I knew that he would.  He was there.  He admired her flesh, her robust flavor (because there was a little bit of blood that had spilled underneath the rope that tied her wrists to the chair).  He was happy; I could tell not from a smile, but from the glow that spread across his lips.  He was hankering for her…he already imagined her in olive oil and spices.  I knew that the night was just beginning.  And, I had this very nice recipe for a pussy-in-an-oyster.

Mutilation Phone Sex

mutilation phonesex karmaThey were so cute in their matching dresses. Hair done the same. Matching shoes. Even the make up was matching. She was skipping beside her mommy with out a care in the world. She looked like she could be on TV commercials or something and her mother had the same model/actress look. As soon as I saw them I knew I wanted to mutilate them. I had to have them and we all know that where there is evil lust, there is a way. I always get what I want and I never give up until I do. Following them into the cafe and sitting close enough to hear their mindless chatter and intensive giggling, I fingered the bottle in my pocket of “knock the bitch out” pills. I couldn’t wait to make my move. They ordered two cold lemonades and two tuna sandwiches with fries. As soon as they were done they got up to go to the wash room to wash their hands. Perfect timing. Taking two pills out of the bottle and cupping them in my hand I waited for the server to bring them. I got up and walked by the table on my way to the wash room and dropped them in unnoticed. I even chit chatted with them before they went back to their table about how adorable they looked, blah blah, blah. It seemed like forever before they finished lunch but as soon as they stood up they were noticeably unsteady. Being the Good Samaritan that I am I offer my assistance and took them straight home. Their eyes were wide with fear as I undressed them, but they were to weak to fight. Making mommy watch her little girl get fucked up was going to be so much fun. She kept turning her head, not wanting to watch. Well, well, well I couldn’t have that now could I? So I just cut her fucking eyelids off so she had to look. I would pop those eyeballs out later and let her girl play in the sockets…..mmmm fun!

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Blair: Pimped Out by My Son

rape phone sex fantasies mommy tortureI was face time talking with my son, sipping on a glass of wine one moment looking all cute for a date; the next moment, I was naked, on the floor with my hands tied behind my back in some unknown house. I started yelling, trying to get someone, anyone’s attention. How in the hell did I go from my place, all happy and shit, to this with no recollection of how I got here. Then it dawned on me; there must have been a roofie in my drink. You know one of those pills that makes chicks incapacitated. But who roofied me and why? It was apparent that I had been fucked, all my holes had cum in them and I was really sore. I was even starting to bruise.

Then I heard laughter from the other room. Men, maybe 3 or 4. I yelled to get their attention. They all came out and just stood over me. One said, “So you wanna play some more Mommy?”  I was like more? I had no memory of playing. Then they showed me the video footage of them having their way with me while I was pretty much unconscious. They even double penetrated me. And they appeared to have choked me, which would explain my sore throat. I asked them how I got here. One of them said, “Bitch, that is none of your concern. You are here and that is all that fucking matters. Now shut the fuck up cuz we hard again.”

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They dragged me into the other room, pulled their cocks out and just started going at me like animals.  Rough sex doesn’t begin to explain it. They were shoving two cocks at a time in my ass while the third one choked me. They spit on me, slapped  me, completely humiliated me. Their cocks were huge and they were going at me like gangbusters. I could feel my ass bleeding. I was crying, but they just made fun of me and called me a cry baby. They said I was asking for it; that a whore like me deserved it. It was hard to fight back as I was still sick and weak from the roofie.

After they were done using me like a cum dumpster, they tossed me back on  the floor like garbage. I tried to explain that my son would not be happy and he would make sure they paid for this. Then, one of them quipped back, “Who do you think paid us to do this to you? Who do you think slipped the roofie in your drink in the first place?” I didn’t understand, I thought maybe the drugs were messing with my ability to make sense of this all. He saw my confusion and said, “See bitch, your son gave you to us to settle his drug debt. You are ours to use and abuse all weekend long.” He then tossed me a bag of roofies and instructed that I take them to make things easier on me. When I saw the torture devices and whips and chains, I downed a handful of those pretty little knock out pills. If my son was gonna whore me out to be used anyway that satisfied these goons, then I was gonna do my best not to remember….

How can someone who says they love you, pimp you out to monsters? The torture sadly, is just beginning.

Listen To The Hummmmm

violent phonesex angieI pull the string and it vibrates in my hands, humming, singing to me, sending waves of adrenalin coursing through my veins. She lays there gagged, wide eyed watching, shaking, defecating all over herself from fear, naked, cold, nipples hard, sweat pouring out of every pore in her body. I stand over her holding it, feeling every nerve ending in my body come alive.The blood will squirt and spatter all over my walls. Hunks of flesh will fly and hit my body hot and sticky. I know what is about to happen. My knees are weak with anticipation. I hold the base of the humming machine against my dlit and enjoy the feel of it, enjoying her terrified sobs. It is time, I grab the gag and rip it from her mouth I want to hear the scream. It won’t last long but I want to hear it non the less. Slowly I lower the whirling blade of my chain saw to her throat a fist full of her dark hair in my hand, I can feel the blade touch her skin and I go as slow as I can. Watching her flesh rip and tear and the blood begin to fly. The scream is deafening, ringing in my ears as I slowly sink the blade into her neck, severing her head from her body. I lift it and delight at the blinking eyes, the muscles still twitching. Throwing it into the commode, eyes wide and staring into space, I reach down and smear her blood all over me, cumming in long hard spasms. Decapitation is so delightful!violent phonesex body

Scared of the Dark

 

taboophonesexJuliet001   I’ve never really been scared of the dark before, but this was a new sort of darkness. It was only a blindfold, but it felt like I was trapped in a never ending pit of pure black. When the blindfold was finally removed though I think I preferred the endless black! I was in this dungeon that looked like something right out of a Medieval exhibit in a museum. As soon as I saw the contraption that my captors had planned to put me in I couldn’t help but to feel a bit aroused… the idea of being helpless and at these peoples mercy was exciting and dangerous and everything I could ask for in a fantasy. They strapped my wrists down onto what looked like a BIG stone slab and then they strapped my ankles as far apart as they would go to the ‘legs’ of the stone slab. For hours they whipped my back and fucked my little pussy with all sorts of things. Right as I came, someone hit me over the head with something hard, and the next thing I know I was in the dark again, but this time in my own bed… I guess the dark can yield scary and pleasurable things…

Bondage Phone Sex with Cassandra: Hogtied and Whipped

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The last thing I remember was being at the Mall with my girlfriends. We were shopping on our daddy’s credit cards, looking all cute and sexy. Then I woke up hog tied in some basement with a ball gag in my mouth. There was a man in a business suit staring at me. He didn’t look like the BDSM type, but here I was tied to some pole in a basement naked and hog tied. He never spoke to me. He walked over to a big wardrobe, opened it and revealed a huge variety of ropes, chains, collars and whips. I thought was this guy trying to be Christian Gray? He took out a riding crop and rubbed it on my tits that were tied so tight they stuck out like torpedoes. He then started whipping them hard. So hard he drew blood. All I could do was whimper and grimace as that ball gag was so tight in my mouth.

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He decided he wanted to whip my ass too but I was  tied to a wood pole. So he brought me down and put me in a hogtie position with all four of my limbs tied together behind my back.  My legs were spread as they curled up over my head in an extremely painful position. He also used rope on my ass for Kinbaku, which means he tied my ass up using simple yet intricate patterns, with several pieces of thin rope. My ass looked like a tic tac toe board. But this left my pussy exposed which he enjoyed. He shoved a baseball bat up my cunt. He left in there while he started whipping me with a cat of nine tails. I could feel my flesh opening up and blood trickling out of me. The ropes were so tight. I was crying and whimpering but he just kept whipping me more. I had never been in such a tight awkward position. I had no idea why I was here or what  I had done to deserve this.

After hours of whipping me with that torturous whip, he moved me back to the poll. He yanked the baseball bat out of my pussy first. He dragged me by my hair, shoved me down on my knees and tied me to the pole. This time he removed the ball gag and shoved his dick down my throat  and began skull fucking me before I could even scream. Because I was tied up I couldn’t struggle. But to be honest I felt relived. At least he wasn’t whipping me. He came down the back of my throat and as soon as his cock left my mouth, he shoved the ball gag back in and slapped me against the face. Then he spoke to me for the first time. He asked me if I knew what I had done to deserve this treatment. I shook my head because I honestly did not. I had never seen him before. He gave me a glassy cold stare, smacked my face again and said, “Because you were born.” He then tied the ropes tighter and hung me upside down, put the baseball bat in my ass this time and left the building. I was hogtied, bleeding, suspended upside down with a bat in my ass, crying, wondering if he would ever return…..

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