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Taboo Phone Sex Rape Fantasies

Taboo Phone Sex

A slow, permanent torture; that’s perfection. I enjoy taboo phone sex rape fantasies more than most probably do. I made some headlines lately, me and my horny fucking blood lust! I went out and committed a series of violent sex crimes! I found some horny little co-ed teens and lured them back into the woods. One by one I acted out my rape fantasies on their bodies and then slowly cut them into pieces. I laid out a sexy scavenger hunt for the police to find.

One of the whores seemed like such a bonefide slut that I brought her back home with me and tied her up on my bed before calling over my dirty lover, James. He came in with a cattle prod on her clitty and a ten inch dildo rammed up her little ass before using her for his own pleasure. I’m starting to wonder if we should keep this little whore, or just use her until she’s got no use left and then chop her up like the other sluts I caught.

I must I’m a bit of a fan of watching these little sluts become the fuel for my lover. He gets so sadistic, so vindictive with the victims I bring home. Perhaps it’s time we find another.

Gothic Phone Sex

 

 

Taboo Phone Sex, Or Bloody Love?

Taboo Phone Sex Tell me, is it just taboo phone sex, or is it a sadistic bitch who’s finally found a like-minded match that loves the slaughter and the chase just as much as I do? I think we both know the answer. You’re obsessed with me. You worship the very ground I walk on, and we both know you’re trapped in denial about how badly you want to spill the guts of some young slut with me, want to listen to her pant and scream as she begs for, at first, her life.

And then, she’ll be begging for a quicker death than what me and my beloved planned to give her. I wanted to make snuff porn with her tight, little body. I wanted to perfectly capture the way she begged for Mommy to please come and help her while I used a hook to disembowel her. That would come last, and my sweet lover would cum first in her mouth, then in her sodomized ass, and finally in that untouched young cunt she was sporting for us.

I helped him, holding her frail, bound body up and whispering in his ear as he begged me to hurt her one more time so he could feel the throes of death, pain, and suffering milking his cock in our super fucked ass rape porn fantasy sprung to life.

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The Pain Of An Orphan Whore

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The winter puts me in a dark mood, I have a thirst for blood and cock this time of year! I’m a twisted little orphan whore with no family to celebrate the holidays with, instead I spend these long winter nights taking as much cock down my throat as I can, as much anal punishment and pussy ruining as possible to numb my pain. If I can be the pain whore I love being a sadistic accomplice to the perfect force fucking crime. Let’s take to the streets, find a vulnerable little slut to be our victim, we’ll gag her and tie her in our web. She will be at our complete mercy as we ruin her holes with the fattest dicks we can find. All for our amusement and satisfaction in seeing her break, Tis the reason for the season.

Blasphemy Sex This Time of Year

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Yesterday at dinner, I got so fucking annoyed at my Bible thumping relatives. They insisted on praying and thanking God for all our blessings, but as they were praying, I was muttering “Hail Satan” under my breath. All I could think of was blasphemy sex and these idiots getting fucked by the devil himself. It would be so satisfying to watch him tie these men and women onto an upside down cross before having his way with them in every single way possible. Of course, it would be fun to watch the women get used and tortured, but I think seeing the men have those things done would excite me the most.

See, old white men always think they are so holy and superior, but they’re really the ones who are the most filthy and vile. I’d love to see Satan stick his cock down their throats and his pitchfork in their assholes at the same time. That’s just the beginning of what I know Lucifer would do to my Christian relatives. Do you wanna know the rest of what I think would happen to them? Each year my twisted fantasies only seem to get darker and darker for Beelzebub himself.

My Son Molesting His Sister

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My boy Bob loves to get his hands on his younger sister, and it’s not my business to interfere. That’s the natural order hon, men are dominant and superior and most women are weak willed breeding holes made for nothing more than sex appeal and taking hot cum loads. His little sister is going to be his breeding bitch, and while I usually deal in bloody butcherings, I’ve been known to indulge some hot rape fantasies from time to time. I like to sit back and play with my pussy while I watch my son violate his little sister’s fresh young cunt. She screams, and cries, and begs for me to help her but I can’t! Bob sucks on my ice, delicious tits while he hurts her, and I make sure I cum to the delicious sound.

Slowly Slitting Her Open

Bloody Phone Sex

Her throat opened beneath the slick kiss of my blade spilling blood down, like a turtle neck dress drenching her in crimson tides. She was gurgling, little bubbles popping through her split airway. She’d drown in her own blood, and I’d get to watch while my captive was forced to stroke his cock. It was his young daughter I was butchering, and she’d already been slowly split open from her nasty little girl cunt to her lips. He was using her blood as lube, jacking off inside her entrails and making a giant, bloody mess. He was mortified at the mess, but I had told him I’d chop his cock in two of he stopped stroking. Now, he was finding all this blood and suffering turned him on. It was time to bring his wife in for the grand finale.

Accomplice Phone Sex Halloween Date

I was invited out as a date to a Halloween party Last weekend. The guy seemed interesting. Found out he was a Mortician and a sexual predator. He likes to mutilate pretty woman and girls. I fit his desires and he had plans. I dressed in the costume of his wishes, a wedding dress. Evidently it was a dress from one of his dead clients. He likes to undress them after the viewing and have his final way with them. Then he searches for a victim that would fit the outfit. He found me at the bar and sized me up well. Once I dressed in the gown and had the white thigh high stockings on, and heels, he needed to make me perfect. He took me to the morgue and had me lay down on the table. Instead of fake gore and blood he went for the real. He sliced at my breasts and cunt. He put cuts on my cheeks and stitched them up. I was sedated and he went to town making his own personal ghoul. He got me up and took pictures with me. I was bleeding out all over the gown. He was too excited to go to the party. He put on a little mood music about wanting to fuck the dead. I think it was punk or gothic stuff I heard it before. He gave me wine and started making out with me. Next thing I know I an being strangled and violated. He really went all out for his fixation and fucked me in a coffin. I was then being prepped, while still breathing, to be embalmed. That’s when they came in and it was a mess of cops and screaming. I was hauled off to the hospital.

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Gothic Phone Sex Fantasies

gothic phone sexI love Gothic phone sex calls, especially if it involves sexy vampires. In my head Vamps look like Tom Cruise or Erik from True Blood. All sexy, buff and shiny. I know that in many movies they can look like decaying old flesh or a bag of bones too, but when I masturbate to vampires turning me, I picture Erik from True Blood with his blonde hair and handsome face and chiseled body taking me. I was at a Goth underground club last week. It was Halloween and there were plenty of men dressed like sexy Vampires. I went into a private room with this tall handsome man who was like someone straight out of my wet dreams. He was not a romantic, however. He may not have even been human. He asked how I would like to be a living dead girl. I played along because in my mind it was just like something out of a fantasy phone sex call. He tied me up and stripped me naked. He took his time taking in my body. I thought he was enamored by my goddess like looks, but he slapped me and called me a dirty whore. My cunt got wet, and he could smell me. He was calling me horrid names. It was like he suddenly became Carrie White’s mother talking about my dirty pillows and my whorish looks. Then he showed me his teeth. I thought he had really good prosthetic fangs. He bit into my neck, and I felt the warm blood trickling down my body. He latched on to my throat as he fucked me. I felt weird. I was powerless to fight him. My body was going cold from blood loss. I was starting to lose consciousness. I did go dark at some time, but I woke up and never felt better. Was it a dream? I looked into the mirror, but I had no reflection. He had turned me into a creature of the night. I am game for whatever taboo phone sex fantasy you have too.

Gothic Phone Sex Torture

gothic phone sexI love a hot Gothic phone sex fantasy. I am old school in my torture and killing fantasies. I am talking about medieval torture. My grandfather was fond of torture. He had a collection of medieval torture devices including a rack. I inherited all his toys when he died. He had an old thumb screw too and some flaying tools. My favorite toy of his is not an authentic one. He recreated a Judas Cradle. It is essentially a pointy chair that impales the anus or cunt. Shreds the eternal parts of the victim. I have a love hate relationship with sexual predators. No one lives who tries to force fuck me. Yet, I love to help men make little cock teases their victims. Basically, just do not try to force your pathetic cock on me or you get my Judas Cradle. Last week a guy had the misfortune of trying to fuck me after I said no. He thought I was playing hard to get. He was not cute. No way was he hung. He was broke because his card declined when he tried to buy me a drink at the bar. I left and he followed me. That is when I knew the loser needed to die. I let him think I decided I wanted to fuck him after all. Even told him I like the chase. I drugged his beer and it kicked in quickly. My basement is a torture sex chamber. Not BDSM equipment. It is all about medieval torture. I want predators to feel pain and know they are going to die. With him drugged, I could easily hook him up to my grandpa’s contraption. I used a rope to suspend him above the Judas Cradle. I have a pulley system that helps me suspend my victims. He was waking up as I lowered his worthless ass down on the sharp point. When it punctured his ass, he was fully awake and screaming. I slammed him down on it a few dozen times so he would slowly and painfully bleed out. I masturbated watching him bleed out in excruciating pain. No man makes me his victim.

Blasphemy Sex and a Young Virgin Sacrifice

blasphemy sexI love me some blasphemy sex. I like to make sacrifices to Satan. I bring him an offering every month. It never hurts to have the Dark Lord on your side. I am part of a Satanic cult. We have a church in the middle of the woods. It was built on the grounds where witches were sacrificed in the 1800s. In fact, the church was once the home to a covenant of witches. Seemed perfect for our Satanic cult. I picked up a young girl in a Walmart parking lot. Her mother was so busy scoring some crack she failed to pay the proper attention to her daughter. It was dark and raining. I bound and gagged her. Then I gave her a shot to subdue her as I carried her through the woods. You can only drive to a certain spot, then you must hike 2 miles in. It is how we stay undetected. When her blindfold came off, she was awake and inside our creepy old church. My flock were waiting for her. There were a bunch of creepy old men ready to use her fuck holes. They explored their rape phone sex fantasies with our virgin sacrifice. Satan would be pleased with my selection. She was super young and innocent. They assaulted her tiny holes with cocks and crosses while saying “Fuck Jesus.” We read perverted scriptures to her and told her God was dead. No one cared about her but Satan. He would make her his bitch. We pissed on her while explaining it was holy water to cleanse her soul.  We punched her, skull fucked her, and we even double penetrated her with crosses and other religious artifacts. We tortured and fucked her forever while singing Satanic verses. Once we killed her, we nailed her to a cross and summoned our beloved Dark Lord. We watched as Satan fucked her lifeless body. We pleased the only lord that matters with a tiny virginal sacrifice. I love blasphemy phone sex. Do you?