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Deadly Violent Phone Sex

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I knew how utterly dangerous he was when we met. It was the amber gaze of sin that broke me, and I didn’t care what he did with me, I would consent. His teeth grazed over my skin like a threat or a promise when he punched himself inside of my cunt. Each stab of his stone-hard cock brought me closer and closer to coming, but he wasn’t going to let me have it that easy. Pleasure comes at the cost of pain.

“Your life is mine” he told me, and it was true. I knew that he was capable of ending my life at any time, and I wanted him like nothing on this earth. He growled and snarled and held a death grip on my throat, battering my pussy with his punishing thrusts. Feeling his fingers cutting into my skin, marking me in a purple choker collar of bruises, I dripped all over his sadistic cock. I ached for him to choke the life out of me and leave me with his seed inside my dead cunt. He wasn’t merciful enough to take my life. Why do that when he could kill me slowly in violent phone sex?

A Cock For My Collection

accomplice phone sexDaddy is an evil man who has no problem using my body to get exactly what he wants. He was crossed in town recently by a guy in a shady business deal. He knew he couldn’t battle it on in the court, so he used me to do his battle for him. He sent me to a private party where he knew the guy would be. I was the hired help so I would be using my body to lure this guy. They were a horny bunch and before long I was naked in the middle of a bunch of guys taking care of their cocks. I blew them, jerked them and became the target of their circle jerk. I was covered in cum but determined to get the guy for daddy. Once they were finished with me, I wiped my mouth and whispered in his ear that I wanted to give him an extra treat. He smiled and told me he was going to tear my holes bloody. Sounds good I said as I smiled, and we walked to the back room. But instead of my holes becoming bloody daddy jumped out, hit him over the head with a pipe and he blacked out. We took him to the woods and as soon as he came to, we tied him down and started cutting him, removing pieces at a time starting with his dick. He screamed in pain as I threw body pieces to the pigs. They will eat anything you know. Daddy got his revenge and I got to keep his cock to add to my collection at home.

Sadistic Phone Sex

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I was in for some sadistic phone sex. I fucked up. I was trusted with some cocaine. No one should ever trust me with that. It was a lot, so I figured a few pinches would never be noticed. A few pinches turned into a few more pinches and so on. Before long, I was naked snorting coke dust off the floor because I went through it all in a couple days. In my defense, you do not tell a coke whore to watch your coke. I tried to make it up to him. I promised him money. I even offered up my fuck holes. He said nothing would teach me a lesson better than torture sex. He said pain is the only way bitches learn. He tied me spread eagle from a bean in the ceiling. He put a ball gag in my mouth because he did not want to hear my excuses or apologies anymore. He hooked me up to some sort of electric shock machine. He enjoyed watching my body convulse. I pissed myself a few times too. He took a cattle prod and shoved it up my ass. I was twitching, spitting, pissing and shitting all over the place. Shock wands are not meant for the ass. He did not care. This was punishment. He told me I had a death wish messing with his coke. I wanted to be dead. Even high as fuck, I felt every inch of what he did to me. It went on for hours until he let me go. He cut me down and I could not walk. I could barely move. I could smell my singed flesh from the current. I could also smell the shit and piss that expelled from my body. I was ready to run for the hills screaming, “Free at last,” but he was hardly done with my punishment. It is a miracle I survived the night.

Heart Beats Are Overrated; Bloody Phone Sex Snuff

Bloody Phone SexIf you think I make up all the tales I tell during our bloody phone sex, think again. I’m a sadistic demon who craves the taste of fresh blood in my mouth. If you ask me, a heart beat is just overrated which is probably why I enjoy flat lining so many pathetic lives.

This week, I ghosted around the hospital targeting the cardiovascular floor. I stalk the halls, looking for inattentive nurses. Once I cause a bitch to code, I run through all the nasty bodies I chose quickly. 

I started with a young girl who had just received some reconstructive heart surgery. As I shut her soundproof door behind me, the wicked grin covered my face like her blood soon would. I was going to do some reconstruction of my own. Approaching her bed, I shot a double dose of morphine up her IV line, and then pulled out my sweet surgical steel scalpel.

I cut each and every one of her stitches: Pop! Pop! Pop! This would surely become a bloody story. The blood started to well up, dribbling down like the tears her pathetic parents would cry. I took my sweet, sadistic time busting the little bitch open. When I was all done, I shot up a double dose of adrenaline, pressed the “nurse call” button, and slipped from the room. The nurse went in, and I watched from the doorway as the young whore shot up in bed as the adrenaline hit her heart, causing that organ to burst from her chest and explode in a disgusting display of gore. 

The nurse was in shock, and I got so wet knowing she would never recover from this. The next room I chose, knowing it too would become something I talked about during my bloody sex, was a handsome football quarterback who had been experiencing some chest pains. I had chosen him special. He was partial to nose candy, so I sweetly offered him a couple of lines. I had mixed them with baking soda and fentanyl. The stupid fuck did four lines before lying back.

I hid in his closet as I watched his pupils dilate, and his heart monitor skyrocket! His blood pressure and heart rate were going crazy. He started to seize just as they called a code for a crash cart. Official cause of death? His heart exploded. 

Heart beats are overrated and I get soaking wet when I stop them for good.

Torture Phone Sex

Knife Play Phone Sex With Faith

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 I couldn’t see him enter the room, but I could hear the footsteps and the sound of him sharpening his favorite blade. A moment later, the cold metal pressed into my hip, and his blade sliced my panties, letting them fall to the floor. “Open your whore legs!” He commanded. “You better not let it fall out of your whore hole.”

 I squeezed my muscles around it, and then I felt him dragging a sizeable serrated blade across my body. I shivered, but I longed for it too. He must have noticed because he flipped the blade’s tip to my shoulder and smashed it in; he continued until he hit bone. He did it again and again. The room smelled of copper and heat, and my wicked cunt was soaked. The blood ran down my skin and mixed with my juices. “You’re wet? Christ, you’re a fucked up bitch, Faith,” he said. My sadistic master removed my blindfold and started to feed me my blood off of his hands. He pulled the blade out from my pussy, and turned it blade in, and fucked me with the sharp thick knife, right in my cunt. I cried out in sheer ecstasy.

Young Girl Murder Cases Make for the Evil Phone Sex

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Lets talk about the hottest evil phone sex roleplays, shall we? You do a internet search of young slut, excuse me victims and and how they were kidnapped and made into little rape fantasy harlots and them killed in the most graphic ways. There is one that has just been making my pussy gush lately. My online boyfriend Scott and I go over every sordid detail we can find. The girl, who you know I can’t name here but was in headlines a couple years back was a sweet young thing walking home from school.

A 19 year old woman took her with the help of her boyfriend. They drove her to the woods and the female accomplice escorted her to pee and her boyfriend called her a pussy and said that she wouldn’t kill the girl. After he had fucked her so ruthlessly and even had the nerve to make the female helper hit her over the head with a hammer.

All I can think about is getting that fuck slut into my grasp and drinking her pee and helping to force her holes open for my boyfriend Scott. I would even give him our piss and make snuff movies he could jerk off to after they found the young one deep in the woods discarded like a used condom!

Snuff Sex Is All I Need

Snuff SexMen come and go, but they’re always the same. They want me to like them, listen to how their day was, make them dinner, and then suck their cocks. I’m not here for that servitude bullshit. I love snuff sex only, so if you can’t kill with me or be my accomplice, well you can fuck right off! I don’t care about your cock unless we’ve already taken a victim. I love to taste first blood. If you want to impress me on our first date, bring me a hot young sack of meat to violate, mutilate, and carve up like a Thanksgiving Turkey or a Christmas Ham.

I know I’m a sexy, young ghoul and maybe you can’t help yourself. What if I carve you up instead? I can peel your skin off strip by strip, and masturbate with your blood as the lube to my demon dildo. Or, I can saw off your limbs and shove them deep inside your asshole! Do you want to choke on your own cock? Or do you want to cut off pathetic cocks with me, and relish in the high of the hunt?

Roasted to perfection

taboo phone sexI found a sweet little innocent girl to feed my most taboo fantasy and she was delicious. My friend and I share a love for tender young flesh and this little whore was perfect. She was a little plump and young enough that the meat wouldn’t be tough. She was so scared, all that fear would season the meat too so I made the fear last as long as possible. We shaved her and cleaned her before my friend took advantage of all those tender little fuck holes. She was screaming her head off the whole time but that only made his dick harder. When he finished fucking her we oiled her up and tied her up with butcher’s twine and popped her in the oven. She roasted slowly for hours before she finally died, and when we finally served her up the meat was so tender and flavorful. I even made a little to go box up so that I could leave a delicious meal at her parents house. I hope they like the way their daughter tastes.

Cock and Ball Pain ending in Castration phone sex

Castration phone sex

I would love to torture your cock not just any torture either. The slow destructive kind that ends up with your balls and cock in a mince meat pile on the floor. Some nice sharp heated wires threaded through your balls makes my cunt ache so bad. 

You want me to hurt your dick? That I will. Three long nails what they used to crucify Jesus shoved through your dick. Just call you porcupine dick. Driving each nail through your hard cock. The blood spill would be enough and seeing you in agonizing pain. But I want more. I want to take the pliers and pull every tooth out of your mouth.

You will have a bloody gapping mouth that will be perfect to such my accomplices cock with. Oh and to suck my clit with too! Bloody mouth full of pussy and cock, you like the sound of that? Well I like the sound of your gargling your own blood as I take a hammer and concrete block to be each of your nuts. Smash them like grapes or eye balls.. oh that gives me an idea.

Let this bitch of darkness gouge out each pretty eye and smash them too. After I will slowly dismember you and cook you in my big oven. Your blood is on my hands and it makes my pussy squirt!

Medical Fetish Phone Sex

medical fetish phone sexMedical fetish phone sex is painful. I know this back-alley doctor. She lost her license to practice medicine when she was prescribing Oxy to herself. My kind of doctor. Now, she does botox and gets rid of buns in the oven off the radar. She also pays druggy whores like me for experiments. Painful and violent experiments for folks who pay her for Hostel type experiences. She knows I need coke money and that I am a pain slut. I have survived torture and mutilation at the hands of her private clients. I figured one more time would not kill me. The money was too good to pass up even if I ended up disfigured or sexually mutilated. It started off fine. Painful, but not much I could not handle. They had me hooked up to electrodes. Some sort of shock therapy involving orgasms. They called me Pavlov’s Dog. I knew what it meant even if they thought I was too dumb to get it. They were trying to see if they could condition me to cum with pain. Joke was on them. I was conditioned for that ions ago. I played along because I wanted the money to score coke. My dealer would be so shocked when I paid with cash instead of ass. My experimental doctor wannabees kicked the torture sex up to 11. My flesh was burning. I think my clit was smoking. I cried. I grimaced. And I pleaded for it to end. Burning the flesh off my body is nothing new, but I am not as dumb as people think. I know if I act like the pain is nothing then the pain will become something. Those crazy bitches thought they were scarring me for life. We both know you could do far worse to me.