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Another Sadistic Phone Sex Victim

sadistic phonesex angieEveryone knows what and evil and twisted bitch I am. I can’t cum unless we are sharing dark and sadistic phone sex and we all know that I will cum at all costs! I can’t believe how lucky I got to find such a pretty little victim to fuck up. She even has a beautiful name to match her beautiful face and body, Geneva. It just rolls off my tongue. I have done nothing but dream about all the sadistic phone sex shit I am going to do to this little beauty since i met her. The clock is ticking and the time is growing near. Tonight I will have her all to myself. She will fight I am sure, however resistance is futile and the more she fights the more she spurs my desire to fuck her up. I can imagine her on her knees, her face red from being slapped, tears streaking her face, looking up at me and begging me not to hurt her. My fucking cunt is dripping wet thinking about it all. The door bell rings and my body responds, knowing what is to cum. As soon as she crosses the threshold and the door is closed, I grab her by the hair and slap her across the face knocking her to her knees and drawing blood. The sight of it sends tingles through my body and I feel so alive, so powerful as evil thoughts run through my mind. Dragging her to the bathroom I hold her on her knees in front of me as I fill the bowl with piss. Standing up I shove her head in the bowl holding her under the piss filled water. She is gasping and struggling as the piss fills her mouth. Pulling her up she is gasping and chocking, a cry escapes her lips and her head is in the bowl again. My cunt is slick and wet with my cum that keeps flowing while I watch her struggle. Dragging her by her hair I take her down the stairs to my dungeon, thumping her body down each step listening to her cry out in pain.  Throwing her body onto my table I strap her legs into the stirrups and her wrists to the shackles. Pushing hard I spread her legs so wide that it almost snaps those pretty little hips and she cries out again. Delighting in her pain I take out my scalpel and begin to scalp her tight little pussy before bringing her fur muffin up to her mouth and stuffing it in. Blood is everywhere and my body is on fire. Strapping on my sand paper covered dildo I begin fucking her bloody cunt before pulling out and shoving it deep into her virginal ass. It is going to be a long night, dear Geneva. The pain is just beginning. Isn’t sadistic phone sex so much fun? What? I can’t hear you with pussy in your mouth….sadistic phonesex geneeva

My boyfriend is a corpse.

violent phonesex georgiaMy boyfriend decided to attempt to stand up to him, even though I begged him not to. I told him to just leave me alone and forget about me because I never wanted this to involve anyone else. I was hoping that tonight when I came home everything would be fine. Obviously it wasn’t and will never be again.

He wants to destroy me, I swear. He’ll take everything away and break me down until I’m nothing. His cock will get hard watching me suffer, he’ll laugh at my pain and he won’t stop even when I’m broken, crying at his feet.

I could see the blood the instant I opened the door. I could smell it before that, I was just clinging to the hope that it wasn’t real. My boyfriend was dead, on my floor, and he was playing in his blood. He had this huge twisted smile on his face. I just froze. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t feel anything. He was laughing, standing there with his twitching evil dick, covered in head to toe in my boyfriend’s blood. He demanded I take my clothes off and join him, I was too afraid to say no.

He pushed me on my knees in the pool of blood while he rubbed his bloody cock all over my face. Then, he forced it into my mouth. I started to cry uncontrollably, he slapped my face firmly with his hand when I was getting too loud. The blood filled my mouth with a metallic flavor, I just had to try not think about it or where it came from. I had to be a brave girl. Finally, he pulled his cock out for a few moments. He decided I didn’t have enough blood covering my body so he used his hands to collect and smear it until I was covered.

I was told afterward to get on top of my boyfriend’s corpse and fuck it. Rigor mortis had set in so his body was bloated and stiff and so was his cock. I cried and screamed, but he just pushed me down onto my boyfriend’s cold dead dick. Again, I froze. I couldn’t thrust or grind on my boyfriend like we did before. It was too sick and I was too afraid. So he put his cock back into my mouth again, causing me to move slightly against my boyfriend’s cock. He fucked my throat harder and harder, causing me to move more and to feel things I shouldn’t. My pussy wasn’t just wet with blood anymore.

I felt so disgusted with myself. I wanted to die, I wanted him to kill me. He just kept thrusting in and out of mouth with the same fucked up grin on his face. He made sure I came more than once before he finally pulled his hard red bloody cock out to shoot cum all over my boyfriend’s pale face
I was still hoping that he would keep going, that he would kill me. All he did was push me down into the puddle of blood and order me to clean the mess up.

Fucking Monsters

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At some point in your life you were afraid of monsters, or still are.. 

I have a new fear..

He is a monster.

With the new viruses going around master made me get sick. 

He works in the morgue at the hospital in town, which means he has access to all the viruses that normally kill people. 

What ever he gave me made me sick, very sick. 

The combination of viruses has turned my body into a living corps.

I can’t stop him from moving me, I can not squirm away from his touch.

I can’t move but  I can feel every ounce of pain…

He can bend and mold my body to anything he wants as he fucks me.

Tonight he had his spiked cock sleeve on and he slammed it into my ass

I could feel each spike digging into my asshole and ripping it apart as he pushed back and forth into my body..

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I can’t scream..

I can’t even cry..

What has he done to me…

What is he doing to me?

Finally he pulled his bloody cock out and come around to my face and sticks his bloody cock that has pieces of my skin hanging off of it into my mouth. 

I suddenly get this urge for more..

More blood.

More flesh. 

I start to bite down, but I can’t feel my jaw close.. 

What ever is happening to my body I have turned into a monster just like him… but I have a thirst for blood now… 

It’s getting worse.

violent phonesex georgiaHe started calling my phone and hanging up. I know it’s him because sometimes he breathes heavily into the phone and tells me how he’s going to hurt me. I’m afraid, but at the same time excited. I swear I saw camera flashes coming from outside my window last night. I was playing with myself. I would be so embarrassed if he had evidence of me being dirty, but I think he does…
Someone’s been sending flowers to my house, the note attached tells me what a dirty bad little girl I’ve been. I’m fairly certain that it’s him and he’s being leaving me voice mails as well because I’m almost too afraid and excited to answer my phone. In the voice mails, he tells me that I’m allowed to touch myself, only he can. He says if he catches me doing it again I’ll pay in whatever way he seems fit.
I can’t let my boyfriend near me because he might kill him. I don’t know what surprises are in store if I don’t listen to him and I’m not sure if I’m ready to take any chances.

His Name Was Jack

evil phonesex karmaWhat a perfectly evil, bloody, sadistic, sick and twisted idea. Sound like anyone you know? Pretty boy Jack, wanting a go at Gothic me. It was so laughable. And then I was walking by a department store with a Halloween display in the window and I got this morbid idea. So fucking morbid I came standing there thinking about it. Like always the gears in my brain started turning as I began to plot in my mind. Off to the store I went looking for what I needed. Wouldn’t you know that all the tools they sell now days are plastic and cheap and would never do for what I had in mind. Shit, would this end up being a fleeting fantasy that lives only in my dreams? FUCK FUCK FUCK! Walking into the local thrift store my mood was quickly moving from wickedly excited to dark and brooding. Then I saw them. The wooden handles and gleaming metal. They were perfect! I don’t know how old they were, but they would certainly work for what I had in mind. The sign on them making my heart quicken again as my nipples grew hard.  “PUMPKIN CARVING KIT”  I bought them right away and rushed off to find Jack. He was going to be thrilled that I was giving him a chance to make me happy. And happy I would be when his head was severed and I was carving it, my Jack O Lantern. evil phonesex pumpkin carving

Flatline

violent phonesex flatlineI have a friend that is a doctor and he got his hands on a cardiac monitor. I just had to have it. He dropped it off last week and showed me how to hook up the leads. I got so fucking wet when he hooked it up to me and I watched the screen with the line going up and down in time to my heart beat. I knew that I would use it soon, but not to enjoy the steady rhythm of the heart beating. Instead I wanted to cum as the line goes flat, knowing that the life has gone out of the body that I am torturing. I know that the thrill is going to be over the top hot for me. As soon as he left I dragged it down to the basement and grabbed her dirty little body, dragging her kicking and screaming to the table where she has watched me torture so many before her. I strapped her down while I laughed, rubbing my cunt. I ripped her already tattered dress off and shoved her soiled panties in her mouth making her gag but preventing her from screaming. Carefully I hooked up the leads in just the right places and turned on the machine. The screen lite up and the rhythmic beeping was so hard and fast from her fear that it made my nipples stand straight up. I felt it fitting to use my medical supplies for this torture, shoving a speculum up her ass and gaping it open I began to cut her ass from the inside. I was going to drag this out as I listened to the sound of the cardiac monitor.  Slowly I used the scalpel that was covered in the shit from her ass on her dirty skin. Watching her skin change from dirt black to blood red was exhilarating. All the while listening to the monitor, cutting deeper and watching her bleed out, until finally I couldn’t take it any more and I made that final cut, cumming as the machine flat lined and her body went limp. violent phonesex angie

Torture Phone Sex with Cassandra: Arachnophobia

torture phone sex bondage punishmentI have new master. He is Australian; fancies himself a Crocodile Dundee type. Very rugged, very manly, very outdoorsy.  I thought he was just in spanking. I love being whipped and abused, especially my tits. But my new Master is a twisted fuck. After an hour of whipping me all over my body with a paddle, he dragged my red swollen body to a bedroom in the basement. He tied me to the bed spread eagle. I thought he was going to force himself on me or fuck me with a dildo. He just looked at me and said, “I hope you are afraid of spiders.” Then he closed the door and left. I was laying there on the bed not knowing what was going to happen when I started seeing things crawl across the ceiling. Before long the ceiling was infested with spiders: big hairy creepy ass spiders. It was like I was in a bad SyFy Channel movie.

I struggled to get myself free but he had me tied well to that bed. I started to hyperventilate. I would not say I have arachnophobia, but thousands of spiders above me makes it reasonable to panic. They were so many of them they started to fall on my body. Spiders began to swarm my breasts. The feeling of all those legs on me freaked me out. I was scared. I was panicky. They started biting me. I could feel the stings, the pain. It was worse than being paddled. I had no idea what kind of spiders were covering my body. I wanted to scream bloody murder but feared a spider would get in my mouth. I tried to escape in my head, but no such luck. I could not escape my fear. I had this vision that they would encase my body in a web. I was really starting to panic.

torture phone sex blonde big titsI started to cry. Deep sobbing kind of crying. My body was shaking. Master came in wearing some sort of body suit to keep the spiders off him. I begged him to let me go. Said I would do anything he wanted; that I would be the best submissive pet he ever had if he just let me go. I could hear him say, “Be careful what you ask for Cassandra, you might just get it.” But I was serious. This was torture. I would do anything to get these fucking spiders off my body. He let me go. He said it was a form of breaking me. In his world, spiders, snakes and rats are often all a stubborn bitch needs to be compliant. Well, it worked. I will fucking do anything he wants now. Anything is better than being helpless with a hoard of spiders covering your body.

Well, at least I hoped…..

 

Evil Phone Sex with Venus: The Devil Made Me Do It

evil phone sex goth girlI was home alone, in bed. Not even out of school yet. I had only been getting my period for about a year. I felt him climb into bed with him. Half asleep, I opened my eyes and what I saw was not my father, but a monster of sorts. Half man, half serpent. The man part looked oddly familiar. Like my dead grandpa. Surely I was having a nightmare. Then I felt it on top of my body. My hands were pinned behind my head and then I felt it enter me. It was ice cold. I was a virgin; I had never felt one inside me before, but I didn’t think it was suppose to feel cold as ice. And it was pronged,  like a fork. I still thought I was dreaming. Having my first wet dream.

It hurt but at the same time felt good. When I think back to my first time, I am still perplexed by what penetrated me that night. It honestly felt like a cold knife going in and out of me. I felt wetness between my legs. A cold milky substance was running out of me.  But what was it? Semen was suppose to be warm not ice cold. It was all over quickly, and who  or what ever fucked me just disappeared into thin air. I convinced myself that it was all some dream. But when I woke up the next morning my sheets were covered in blood and semen. My pussy was raw and swollen.

evil phone sex knife playMy door was still locked from the inside. My bedroom window still locked too. Yet I was clearly no longer a virgin. Something or someone had entered my room in the middle of the night and fucked me, taken my virginity. I became obsessed with the occult, with demons and witches. I did all sorts of research and was certain that I had been violated by the devil. I tried to tell my parents, but of course they thought I was crazy. My mom accused me of fucking my dad, taking advantage of him. He was the only man in the house. If someone fucked me, it had to be him.

I missed my next period. When I told my father  I was certain I was pregnant and carrying the devil’s spawn, he slapped me and called me a whore. That was the night I started cutting myself; the night I became obsessed with knives and blades and blood. The night I knew I had to get rid of my parents.  Parents are supposed to protect their offspring, believe them, support them…. They were worthless. I didn’t need them.  I prayed and prayed and prayed not to be pregnant and for my parents to disappear.  Then, I heard a voice tell me I had to get rid of my parents if I didn’t want to have the son of Satan.  That was an easy choice. Just like in the Amityville Horror, I went in my  parents’ bedroom and stabbed them repeatedly. The blood spraying on my body felt intoxicating. That was my first kill, but far from my last. Guess you could say the Devil made me do it.

My period came the next day. I moved in with my grandmother and the death of my parents to this day remains an unsolved homicide, likely just a “random, senseless act of murder.”  I didn’t need to have the Devil’s spawn; I was evil incarnate. I still am. The Devil still speaks to me. Maybe he will tell me to castrate or kill you next.

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It Became Knife Play Phone Sex

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What originated as a plan to have a little fun Karma style turned into a night like no other. I invited her for dinner and drinks Of course my evil and demented mind had some twisted wicked fun planned that would get me the fuck off at her expense. There is nothing like altering one’s mind. Especially when one is a good girl that rarely drinks no less does drugs or gets drunk. That my friend is what makes it so much fucking fun and what makes my pussy raging fucking hot and dripping wet. There is nothing like an extra ingredient in ones food and drink. Yes a nice little dose of a psychotropic drug, such a big word for an evil little slut like me. For those of you that don’t’ know that is an hallucinogen, like magic mushrooms, Only mushrooms are games that youngsters play I have graduated to a higher class. (no pun intended). In her drink I added a couple of drops of liquid acid and in her food I added a very special seasoning of peyote. The combination of the two should provide me with a most entertaining evening. I waited patiently as she ate and drank, thinking I would die from the small talk while the drugs took effect. And then my lips curled up in an evil grin and I slid my hands in my pants while my nipples grew hard watching her try to focus, her speech beginning to slur. Claiming that she felt funny and things were spinning she was really starting to feel it and I was so enjoying this. I sat finger fucking myself, delighting in her discomfort and growing paranoia. And then she did something I didn’t expect but that caused me to have an explosive orgasm. suddenly she got up and pulled the butcher knife out of the knife holder, placing it against her arm she cut straight up, nice and deep sending blood spilling and splitting her skin open wide. I couldn’t have planned this any better if I had orchestrated it like a symphony.knife play phonesex2

Evil Phone Sex with Reagan

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Babysitting brats is the last thing you would expect me to do. But it is the best way to get even or torture something for amusement. In this case, both. I had something special planned for the evening, it was making me hot just thinking about the events that were about to unfold.

I arrived just in time, she was about to put Lilly to sleep. I assured her that I could take over that duty and mom should just go have a good time and not worry about little Lilly. I would take care of it just like any good babysitter would. The little one was not sure what to think, but when I whispered in her ear that bed time was not going to be for a while, she got a huge smile on her face. Especially when mommy left I told her we should get some goodies to eat and drink. She followed me to the kitchen and when she was not looking I dropped something special in her drink. A little LSD for the little one.

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We sat down to watch a little TV and that’s when I saw the cutest thing. She started to shake and say she felt funny. I told her she was fine and lets just watch my favorite show.. the little ones always love my taste in entertainment. One of my favorite shows was American Horror Story. It was the perfect bed time show mixed with that hallucinogenic I had slipped my poor dear Lilly.

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We started to watch and I saw Lilly get so excited and scared when the doctor on the TV injected the poor girl Shelly, with something that made her skin bubble up and fizzle like it was melting on her face. My little one started to cry and said she felt her face do the same thing! I looked at her and screamed. “Oh my god Lilly!”, I yelled.. “it does.. you look just like her”! I told her she better scrape all that melted skin off of her face, or it could cover her body! Than she looked at the TV again, it was like she was the mutated girl Shelly on the screen! Then the good doctor started to saw off the legs of his victim. Lilly fell to the floor in what her mind felt as pain. “Help me! Reagan don’t let the doctor cut my legs off”! I told her we better get something to take all that melted skin off, before the doctor sees her! I pulled my knife out of my bag and handed her the blade.. I laughed and instructed her to start with her forehead and work down..

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