Snuff sex was not even on my mind when I temped as a secretary last week. I have been supplementing my income with all sorts of gigs this past year. When I saw an ad for $3,000 for five days of answering phones, I thought hell yes. That is easy money. I can look good at a front desk. I can answer a phone sexy as fuck too. I should have known it was too good to be true. It was way too good to be true. The boss guy wanted a pretty bimbo, but not to answer phones. He wanted a pretty bimbo to slaughter. There was no one else in the office. It was him and me. I was duped. He tied me to an office desk and stripped me naked. With my big fake boobs exposed, he whipped them with his belt. He was slaughtering my tits. The big brass belt buckled slashed the tender skin on my breasts. Bright red blood streaks dripped down my stomach. He was just getting started. He whipped my cunt too. That belt buckle felt like being beat with cotton candy on my tits compared to what it felt like on my cunt. I was begging for mercy as the flesh on my pussy flew off in chunks. By the time he was done, my cunt looked like a grenade had exploded inside it. My pelvic bone was exposed. I was crying and convulsing. I think I went into shock from the pain. I was sitting in a pool of my blood and a pile of my flesh. Then he started punching me in the face. Broke my nose. My eyes swelled up so I could not see out of them anymore. I was coming in and out of consciousness. This was not worth the $3,000 if I survived. This was a snuff porn not a secretary gig. Sometimes, I am so dumb.
Tag: Fantasy phone sex
Subtle Enslavement
Sweet little honey, I’m going to chop off that cock. I know it terrifies you, to think of being separated from that lovely little stick of yours, but I promise I need it more than you do. You see sweetie, you have the perfect dick, and I want to make sure I can keep it forever. I need to cast a metal mold of this and make myself the perfect little fuck toy.
Couldn’t I just use you? Are you going to sign your soul over to me, eternally? Can I own your entire body? Will you do absolutely anything i say? I need an obedient little soldier who’s going to help me murder and rip apart families in front of innocent young ones.
I need a strong slave to hunt with me, cut with me, drown, burn, and slice with me. I need someone like you, with a cock to pump me up with sticky cum after a particularly nasty hunt. Are you the slut for the job? Can you make me cum post-cadavear? Cum over here and give me a taste, and maybe you can keep that tasty cock, and your life. Your freedom, however, that’s mine.
Killer Phone Sex Fantasies: How Would You Kill Me?
I love killer phone sex calls. There are a million ways to die, right? How would you kill me? I have been in the dark desires business for a decade. From simulated fetish modeling to phone sex, I have heard a lot of creative and painful ways to die. How would you kill me? Men always ask me about my favorite way to die and I just tell them to make it bloody and brutal. I am a pain slut so I crave the more vicious deaths. I do not want to die only one way over and over. Where is the fun in that? I will admit, however, I am a fan of creativity. And many of my regular callers are creative in their ways to kill me. I have a caller into Gothic fantasies, so it is always a creative vampire fantasy. I get wet thinking about a sexy vampire making me his eternal lover. Vampires are my favorite monsters. They are definitely the sexiest monsters. Who wants fucked by a zombie, LOL? I have another caller who enjoys gruesome and bloody executions. He brings his love for the medieval era to my deaths, so I get the rack or the guillotine. Often, I am begging to die for him. I must prove I am serious and worthy of a violent death. I mutilate myself for his pleasure. I would gut myself for some of you too. And another caller is very creative with his technology. He likes to kill me with orgasms. He injects me with nanonets. They are these tiny robot-like things that are injected into your blood stream and can do things like cause your heart to stop when you cum. I am often imprisoned for a crime and forced to die in a public execution. My callers kill me like I am in a snuff porn with them. That is why I love this job so much. There are a million ways to die.
The Smell Of Burning Flesh Excites Me
Last weekend was fabulous, everything opening back up and I was in the mood for accomplice phone sex. The bars were packed full of drunk stupid people. Easy targets for me and daddy. We picked a local bar and sat down to watch. We were looking for nice young coeds. Preferably the real bitchy ones because those are the best to play with. We found a couple of cute young girls stumbling back to the car. I caught up with them and told them how cute they were, how much I liked their shoes blah blah blah. And then I told them they really should not drive, there was a check point ahead and I drive for Uber and could gladly get them home. Total dumb shits they hopped right in the car and off we went. I took a dirt road on the left and headed up the hill telling the girls it was a short cut. We reached the top where cell service is non-existent, and I stopped the car. Told them I must have a car issue and we all got out. Daddy jumped from behind the trees, and I helped him as we stripped them down and tied them up. Daddy had his way with those young co-eds, violating every hole that they had. They cried and begged but nobody could hear them. By the time he was through with them they were beat and bloody and full of cum. Daddy knows how I like that and then told me they were all mine to play with. I continued torturing those two, cutting them into pieces. Drawing the pain out until I got bored with them. I then slit their throats, doused them with gasoline and set them on fire. The smell of burning flash always makes my pussy so wet and me and daddy fucked as we listened to their bodies sizzle.
Nasty Whore
I’ve always been a filthy whore, but I get more nastier and filthier when I’m high on coke. I love snorting a big line putting some on my throat to numb it and even on my asshole because I want you to fuck it hard and deep over and over again. I’ll even snort a line of your cock right before I shove it deep in my throat, I want to lick you ass and even let you piss all over me while I play with my wet cunt. If I’m in the mood I’m going to squat on your chest and unleash a massive log on you piss on you while I finger my cunt. Then I’ll sit my dirty asshole on your cock and ride you over and over while fingering my pussy until I squirt all over you. I’ll keep riding you playing with your balls until you start pumping hot cum deep in my dirty ass. You know how much I love that!
Blasphemy Sex On a Sunday
You’ve been having fucked up phone sex with nasty girls like me, but there are still some things that we’ve never done together. The same voice that gets you rock hard sounds even hotter when we’re breaking the taboo of blasphemy together. I know some hardcore phone callers that will talk about the most perverted shit you can imagine, but they won’t touch blasphemy sex with me. It’s alright; everyone has their limits. I happen to get super wet when I get off at the expense of God, Jesus, and the holy fucking ghost. I know how to get you off with it, too, I promise.
Have you thought about being blasphemous? You might get turned on when you read our blogs about religious kink and sacrilege, but you’re scared to go in. I’ll lead you in; I’ll milk your soul right out of your cock. Or I’ll toy with the idea while I talk mad dirty shit about Jesus and his Daddy God. Will you say the words that get you hard? Will you curse the mother fucking son of God while we bring ourselves to unholy release from satanic sex magic? Call this naughty phone girl soon, ok?
Midnight Predator
It was just after midnight, groups were beginning to slowly clear out of this hole in the wall bar, soon just the lonely hearts would remain. Just have to find the right one, tonight they are going to die. My quest is to find an innocent beauty, one the world that would make the world mourn the lost off. I’m already on his bad side so I better not fail. There she is, a sweet face but sad eyes. Curly golden locks, delicate curves, revealing enough for a second look but not enough to keep one on the hook. Introductions were made, we exchanged pleasantries and I offered to drive her home. It was late and you never know with uber drivers was the line I fed her. Stupid bitch. She didn’t even pay attention when we were driving down the road and I stuck my hand into the middle console of my car. She just continued to stare out the window droning on about her recent break up, cut short by the hard jab of the needle going swiftly into her neck. Putting her to sleep almost immediately, as a trickle of blood leaked from the point of injection. I wonder what her screams are going to sound like while he plays with her.
No Limit Whore
I’m always asked what my limits are, the only limits I have are the ones you set. So, if you are a no limits man I will do and take all you have for me. The rougher the better, I love when you come from behind me cover my mouth and tell me to keep my mouth shut and take whatever you give me because that is what makes my pussy cream up. You grab me by the hair and force me to my knees, I know that means I need to be a good slut and let him use my mouth he pushes his dick deep down my throat so his balls touch my lips. I love when he forces me to lick and suck his balls even go lower and lick his ass, the way he tastes drives me wild. If I do it just like he like he rewards me by either fucking my pussy until it’s sore or he will gape my ass up while finger my wet cunt that is my favorite. He pounds my ass hard all beast like using me for his pleasure and my pain it makes my pussy cum so good, that is why I let you set the limits it helps push mine.
Bloody Phone Sex Fantasies
I have bloody phone sex fantasies. A violent, gory, and painful death is what I deserve. I am a useless whore. I bet you agree too. Look at me. Platinum blonde hair. Big fake boobs. Tramp stamp, tongue and clit rings too. I am a life-sized fuck doll. And I want to be used. Guys ask me all the time what my limits are. None that I have found so far is my standard response. The darker the better. I do accomplice and victim play. Although I have a switch side, I make a much better victim. When I met Taylor at the gym, I thought he was looking to date. He did not scream BDSM master to me. He was cute, and built but polite and unassuming. I wanted him to do violent things to me, but he did not seem the type. I was wrong. He was Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. I did not have to bait him to bring out Dr. Jekyll either. The moment I stepped into his home, he collared and chained me. He told me he knew a good fuck doll when he saw one. My cunt was wet, and he could smell it too. He ripped my clothes off and held a knife to my throat. He told me one false move and he would slit my throat. I never saw this side of him at the gym. He is a gifted chameleon. He commented on my wet pussy and knew I was a pain slut. He carved his initials in my breasts making them bleed. He carved whore across my ass and laughed as I bled. I wanted him to fuck me, but when he did, I got more than I bargained for because he said he would not fuck a diseased bimbo with his cock. Instead, he stabbed my cunt with his knife, shredding my pussy. I think he ruined me for you.
Dark Meat
Being hungry late-night sucks so I decided to get take out, there’s a hot black cock who sits in the corner by my house begging for money I decided to take advantage of this and ask him if he was hungry. After he ate his sandwich, I made him comfortable by taking his hand and putting it on my big tits. This got his cock meat hard and I told him I wanted to do something different, I tied him up to the chair and covered his mouth. I got to my knees and pulled his dick out I put my mouth on it and I knew from the first taste he was going to be delicious I played with his balls to get it nice and hard and sucked on the head, then I took my first bite and the whole head was in my mouth as I chewed I can only think about how black men have the best dark cock meat, I was so into my meal I didn’t hear any of his muffled screams and went straight for his balls as I bite the first one and chewed it, it exploded of juices and blood in my mouth. Delicious! When I was full, I dragged his body back out to where I found it and thought about how full he made me.