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Fantasy phone sex

I can’t believe I made it out alive after what happened to me most recently. I don’t think I’ll answer another ad on craigslist again no matter how much I wanted my rape fantasy to be fulfilled by the perfect stranger. All I had to do was leave my front door unlocked and he handled the rest like an expert. I remember thinking, as he forced his cock into me roughly that he had already done this before to another victim. After he was through using his fuckstick on me, he noticed my curling iron sitting close by on my dresser and a sadistic smile spread across his lips. He decided to take things to another level of pain and torment. He turned on my curling wand and proceeded to forcefully stab me in the pussy with it while it got hotter and hotter. I felt it burning my flesh and I could hear my own pussy juices sizzling against the wand shaft. He chuckled with excitement as my pussy lips began to shrivel and fry against the heated metal. His cock stayed hard the entire time while he heard my intoxicating mixture of screams and moans. I was helplessly his perfect victim.

Torture Phone Sex Gets Real

torture phone sexTorture phone sex fantasies turn me on. Fantasy turns me on. Not really being tortured. I am too hot to carve up my sexy body. Ted thought differently. He is this guy I occasionally see that has dark fantasies too. He hears me on my calls fantasizing with callers about very depraved and twisted things.  He decided to make one of my wicked fantasies come true. But, I didn’t want that. Not in reality. He grabbed me by my blonde locks and dragged me to the basement. He strung me up so I was suspended by a rafter. He had a variety of torture devices I often talk about on taboo phone sex calls: a blow torch, a scalpel, hat pins, cattle prod and a variety of very sharp knives. “Let’s see how wet the real thing makes you whore, ” he seethed in my ear as he jabbed a hat pin in my nipple. I screamed in pain. I was not wet at the feel of blood trickling down my stomach. I pleaded with him to stop. I tried to explain that I was delivering a hot taboo fantasy to my callers but that fantasy and reality are often vastly different. He didn’t care. He took the cattle prod and strapped it to my pussy. In intervals he shocked my cunt making me piss and convulse. His dick was hard. I was in pain. He mutilated my other nipple with the razor sharp scalpel. I screamed in pain again. That was when he grabbed the big knife on table. He pressed it under my left breast and sliced underneath. He reached in and pulled out my saline bag. “Worthless tits for a worthless whore,” he laughed sadistically. He cut out my other fake boob too. Blood was pouring down my stomach. I was cold like I was in shock from the pain. He ripped off the cattle prod, replaced it with a knife. He stabbed my pussy until there was so much blood and sinew falling out of me, I passed out. I woke up in a pool of my own blood with him stroking his cock. I guess  this time a fantasy phone sex became reality.

The Boss Gets What The Boss Wants

Fantasy phone sexI visited a small town in South Carolina today. I needed to stop for supplies, so I found a little mom & pop store. As I was stocking up, I noticed an old man watching me closely. I thought he was trying to make sure I wasn’t stealing, but when I walked up to the counter to pay, he gave me the biggest, lewdest grin I have ever seen.

He introduced himself as Pop, and informed me that he was the boss of that little establishment. He told me that, as the boss, it was his pleasure to offer me the products I needed at no charge, if I could repay him with a favor. I knew what was coming, but I need every dollar I can save. I agreed to the exchange, and he brought me to the back room.

His decrepit old hands were rough and harsh on my clothes and skin. He ripped my clothes in his efforts, and his fingers tore at my skin, those frail old fingernails being as jagged as knife edges. His cock was already hard and proud when he dropped his pants, and it was a lot larger than I would have given this slight man credit for. He forcefully pushed me to my knees, grabbed my head on both sides, and pressed his cock to my mouth until I opened up. Just as quickly as I opened my mouth, his cock found its way straight down my throat. He choked me repeatedly on that massive rod. Just when I thought I couldn’t take any more, he pulled out, lifted me like I weighed nothing, and rammed that cock into my pussy while pressing my breasts hard into my chest. I knew I would have bruises when all was said and done, but free food and toiletries and other things were worth it. Right?

Taboo Phone Sex Sunday

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex Sunday. I don’t get into football. Not violent enough for me., so I went on a hunting expedition this morning. I found something for us both to sink our teeth into after you are done hanging with the boys, watching football and drinking beer. Hopefully, you worked up an appetite for a young tender morsel. Football works up male aggression, makes you crave those dark desires. I am patient. I can wait till the game is over so you can share in the fun with me. Today, I got twins. I know right? Double our pleasure. Snatched them up on the way home from Sunday school. I have been keeping them alive until you can join me. Do you know how hard that is to do? I may have a little fun before you  get here, but I promise their little cunts will still be tight. You should see how hot the crimson blood looks on their pale skin. And don’t get me started on their blood curling screams. They haven’t seen anything yet. If they think my little switch blade hurt, wait till you arrive. Your big cock in those tiny little fuck holes will destroy them. Don’t keep me waiting too long, however, or they both will be all mine to ruin and snuff.

Taboo Phone Sex Confessions of Cannibalism

There is just something in the world of Taboo phone sex that gets my pussy so very wet! One specific subject that had me so excited I needed my cunt fucked hard, and that was a guy confessing to cannibalism phone sex. Can you imagine in the heat of fucking passion that your partner just uses his teeth like some mad creature and rips your neck flesh from your body? He went on about this and how he just gnawed at her breasts then savoring every salty bloodied piece of meat in his mouth.

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I could not imagine being the one alive and feeling… hell Witnessing… my own flesh being ripped away and devoured like some crazy predatory alien species. I would like to hear your stories of cannibalistic endeavors.

Nightmare Fucking Reunion

snuff phone sexOh god no, not another nightmare fucking reunion! I beg my step parents not to make me go, but they simply replied with “you have to, you’re the main attraction!” My stomach flip-flops. I know I have to do as I’m told. I shudder to think of the consequences were I to disobey.

My step mom lays out what I’m supposed to wear. Simple white cotton panties, and a thin, soft cotton bra. Over that goes their favorite, my cheerleader uniform.
They don’t care that the skimpy clothes don’t cover most of the marks from the last time they “shared” me. My poor little cunny and ass are still sore from being destroyed by dick after dick, among other objects. Have I mentioned I now hate mason jars?
As the party unfolds, I’m led in the room full of what would be called my aunts, uncles and cousins of all ages. They are the wolves, and I’m the little slut calf. Over and over again I get huge cocks choking me, massive dicks pounding my little ass, dripping wet pussies covering my face. My small frame is bent and twisted in every direction for their using until I’m a cum soaked, bloody mess.
But it’s not over.
What’s going to happen to me now?

Close Call

torture phone sex My hands are shaking and my heart is racing. Being evil and twisted is such a rush. But the thrill of the hunt and the kill would not be the same without the rush of knowing that I could get caught. This morning was a close call. I was almost done chopping up what was left of last night’s fun when the door belle rang. There was no time to really clean up, i was covered in blood. With the car in the drive and the music blaring there was no way I could pretend I wasn’t home. Grabbing my robe I jumped in the shower and rinsed off quickly before throwing the robe over my shoulders and answering the door. There stood a uniformed officer. This is it, I thought. I have finally gotten caught. Smiling he held out is hat and said they were going door to door for donations for the Fraternal Order Of Police Lodge. I grabbed some change off the table by the door and dropped it in the hat with a smile. As soon as I closed the door I felt the cum escaping my cunt.

Eat my Best Friend

Cannibalism phone sexYou know how much I love to go out and party with my friends. I decided to go out with my friend Sam to a bar she had heard about, I was told it is a super cool place to hang out with a lot of hot guys so I agreed. We got there and everything she heard was true. We start dancing and having a great time, this guy comes up and asks us to his VIP room upstairs. They have full rooms upstairs that have beds, and a kitchen. This is only provided to those who pay a special fee, so we are lucky to be there even. Well as we are sitting there he gets us a few drinks, nect thing I know I wake up to the smell og meat cooking. It smells odd but good. I don’t see Sam anywhere, I guess she left. When I come into the kitchen I find the mysterious man cooking. He lets me try it, I ask what it is and tells me, IT IS SAM!!! I am eating part of my best friend and I can’t help but get wet. It is so twisted!! He gives me more, I go sit down and eat but he tells me no. He knows I am wet, he bends me over the table and fucks me while I eat my best friend!

Unique Dinner with a Friend

Cannibalism phone sexI was invited to dinner with a friend last night, and I was so excited to go. Little did I know what sort of dinner it was going to be. When I got there, there was the wonderful aroma of cooking going on in the kitchen, but the strange thing was the dining room. The living room was situated directly across from it, so you could see straight into it from the front door. And, hanging over a plastic-coated table was a naked man. Before I knew what was happening, I was being ushered into the dining room by a masked naked house boy. My friend came in shortly after, and she handed me a blade. The man stared at me in fear, appearing to beg with his eyes. When she crawled on the table and started licking and sucking at his cock, you saw him visibly relax, and I crawled up to help with his balls and ass hole. I realized what was going on the moment it happened. She waited until he was fully erect with a full sack to slice the cock and balls free. The screaming went on for minutes before the blood loss finally knocked him unconscious. We ate his cock and balls, and she explained that the rest of him would be properly butchered and stored for later meals.

Cannibalism Phone Sex: What’s for Dinner?

cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex was not on my agenda this weekend. I went camping with some girlfriends for Labor Day weekend. We did it old school too. Tents and everything. I had this nagging feeling that someone was watching us Friday night. I wrote it off as having seen one too many horror films. We got in the jeep to go four wheeling the next morning when we blew a tire. I got out to see what the problem was to discover an arrow throw the front tire. This was no accident. Arrows started flying through the air at us. We were being hunted. As I tried to get my girls in a group, an arrow went right through Paula. Lilly and I ran screaming but we were caught up in a net suspended us in the trees. There he was underneath us, making yummy noises like we were dinner. We soon realized we were dinner. Paula was too skinny to be a good meal he said, but Lilly and I had just the right amount of meat on our bones to be succulent he said. I thought this was some sort of sick joke or a bad dream. But we ended up in his cabin in the woods being prepped for his dining pleasure. We were hosed down like animals; all jewelry removed; our heads shaved since we were not natural blondes. We were dipped in a vat of melted butter, olive oil and seasonings. Our skin glistened as he made sure to rub his special sauce all over our bodies. We screamed when we saw the industrial size oven and the huge pans. I tried to plead for mercy. He shoved an apple in my mouth to shut me up. A matching one was shoved up my ass. He was humming a tune, when he opened the oven door. Warm air waffled over us as he sat us in the pans and pushed us in the oven. “See you soon for dinner,” was the last thing I heard.

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