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Cruel Intentions

I’ve got a secret. Can you keep it? Sure, I’ve got a fucking rosary around my neck. I walk by all of those spoiled girly-girls all of the time and I just smirk at them. I’m a bitter bitch, but I know what’s up. When I get myself alone, I can always count on the special white stuff I store in my necklace. You want to puff a little bit of this powder, huh? Yeah, baby, I’ve got you covered. The two of us can have a lot of fun. First, I’ll do lines of this coke off your dick while you spank my cheek with it. Then we’ll really fuck a slut up. Have you ever held a tramp down and shoved stuff up her holes? I love to get my fist and punch them up there until they’re screaming for more. “Say your prayers, little girl!” we’ll shout at that whore. Then the two of us will bang her from every orifice she has. Messing up those holes, getting them nice and full of your cum. And when we’re done and need to dispose of the mess, I’ll take my rosary out and thank God Almighty for bringing us such a fun little fucktoy! Cum with me, baby, and we’ll go as high as the sky, screwing every dumb slut we run into on the way there.

The Perfect Accomplice

torture phonesex karmaI love it when a plan comes together. My cunt gets all worked up as we grab the little bitch and carry her off. His dick is rock hard and he can’t even wait till I get home. He pulls his hard cock out and shoves it between her lips, in her mouth and all the way down the back of her throat making her choke and puke in my fucking car. For that I punch the bitch square in the face and blood spurts out of her nose all over the seat. When I get this cunt home I am going to fuck her up the ass with a wooden stake before my accomplice has a chance to touch her. We are a good team, he and I. We know just what the other likes and how to fuck up young girls that are born and bred for one thing and one thing only, to be our worthless fucking whores and be tortured for our pleasure. Her ass was so fucking bloody when I got done with it that he couldn’t resist shoving his cock up her and getting her blood all over it before making her lick it clean. And this is just the start of our fun today. Back to fucking her up I go with a fresh drink in one hand a cigarette in the other and one immediate goal in mind, to burn this bitch and pour alcohol on her open sores while we listen to her scream!torture phonesex bloody dick

A Young Sadistic

torture phonesex karmaMy earliest memories of being a sadistic go way back. It was really cold out and we were getting in the car to go to school. Daddy started the car and we heard the loud thud under the hood. When we got out of the car and looked there was a mutilated cat. That bitch was cut the fuck up, blood and guts everywhere. I felt a twinge of excitement and just laughed like hell while my father and sister where mortified. I couldn’t believe their reaction. After that I started grabbing every stray animal I could find in the neighborhood to take into the woods and torture and mutilate. The older I got the thrill went from just pleasure and enjoyment to sexual satisfaction. Fucking up the animals made my nipples hard, my pussy tingle and turned me the fuck on. When I finally learned about how to touch myself and finger fuck myself, making my pussy cum, I found that it wasn’t the same unless I was fucking an animal up or looking at and touching their mutilated bodies. I went on a couple of dates as a teenager and had vanilla sex with a couple of boys and they just couldn’t get me off. I always had to go find some animal to mutilate in order to get off. It seemed like a natural progression to fuck up people and the rush was even greater! I guess I was born a sadistic!torture phonesex mutilation

Now You See Me Now You Don’t

torture phonesex karmaI love Hitchcock movies but one of my favorite is “The Lady That Vanishes” I imagine myself being on a train, sitting next to a stranger. Her beauty is breath taking but as soon as she opens her mouth she is a bimbo. Her voice is high pitched and whinny and nothing she says makes any sense. She instantly gets on my nerves and the overwhelming desire to slit her throat is becoming more then I can stand. Knowing that I can vanish and no one will believe I was ever there, I wait till she falls asleep. As soon as she is in a deep slumber I tie her arms to the armrest on the seat and stuff her dainty, lacy kerchief in her mouth. I take out my knife and begin slicing her wrists. Her eyes fly open and her crys are muffled. I know I am not cutting her to kill her but enough to cause the blood to flow and the pain to be felt. As she stares at me wide eyed and the blood drips from her wounds, I bend down and lick the blood off her flesh. I sit up and wipe my mouth before smiling sweetly at her. As I pull the handkerchief from her mouth I vanish. Her screams bring the other passengers to her side and her incoherent babbling about the vanishing woman lands her in a padded cell at the next town’s psychiatric ward. I often visit her there, causing her pain, driving her crazy slowly as I smile and vanish each time. No one believes her because it is impossible for anyone to get in and out of her cell without being detected. What a perfect version of Hitchcock’s movie, with my own special twist!torture phonesex hitchcock

Fright Night

torture phonesex karmaIt’s late and I am restless. I need release so bad I can taste it. So I decided to take a walk in the cool night air. Passing the house I looked up and saw the silhouette of a young woman. It was obvious that she didn’t have any clothes on and I could just make out her hard nipples. I could feel the familiar tingle in between my legs as twisted, evil fucked up ideas raced through my brain and I could not fight the urge to go to her. Breaking in was easy. There was no alarm and using a credit card to get the door open is something I mastered long ago. I quietly walked through the kitchen and living room taking note of the decorations and pictures. It appeared that she is a single young mother with a small girl. This was going to be more fun then I first anticipated. Locating the young girl’s room was also easy. Creeping to her bedside and rubbing my cunt while she slept peacefully, unaware of the nightmare that was about to begin just added fuel to the fire of my wicked desires. I placed my hand over her mouth and her eyes opened reflecting startled fear. I carried her to the room that was her mother’s. She didn’t see me enter with the girl in my arms. I watched, turning the girls head so she could see too, as her mother laid on her bed lost in masturbating. The hum of the vibrator filled the room and knowing that the girl was was watching her mothers pussy filled with the machine that would soon be filling her made me cum. Just as the her juices started flowing I emerged from the shadows with her young girl in my arms. I put my fingers to my lips and pulled out my knife putting it to her throat. “If either of you scream, you both die” I said quietly. Taking the vibrator from her hands I laid the little one next to her, they held hands and cried, softly sobbing as I shoved it deep inside that sweet little pussy. I stayed with them for hours, taking them both over and over again. Savagely feeding my lust for carnage, and then leaving them there to console each other. I made it perfectly clear that if they told a soul I would return and they would not survive.

Paper or Plastic

torture phonesex karmaThe ad was short and to the point: “Man that loves living on the edge I have extreme, and sometimes dangerous, always kinky fetishes, looking for female with the same”
It definitely peeked my interest. I read it several times and the possibilities seemed endless. I was way more then interested. I knew I would call. I just hoped I wouldn’t be disappointed because my definition of the words “extreme and dangerous” were definitely far different from the average persons.
I called and we agreed to meet. He wanted to meet at a hotel for the first time. I knew this would not be satisfying for me. My idea of a wicked and twisted good time could not be had at a hotel without someone calling the law.
But I was determined to meet the requirements of his ad, based on my standards of course. One way or another he would put up or shut up. And you can bet I would be the one to be shutting him up. Very probably for good.
My cunt is creaming at the thought.
Any way our first meeting at the hotel was like playing patty cake. I don’t know if he was testing me or just warming up or if this bull shit was his idea of extreme. But all he wanted to do is burn play. Candle wax, small branding, putting cigarettes out on each other, the kind of shit that is like the appetizer, before the salad that comes before the steak and rich dessert in a four course meal. It was just enough to make my mouth water and my cunt long for more.
It took me two more visits before I got him to my place. He got one look at some of my “kinky” accessories and began to open up some more.He didn’t even notice the sign on the door to my room.torture phonesex contest1
I talked him into some strangulation play. Him choking me, not my idea of extreme but we were getting there. I could tell by his hard ass cock that he was game and it was game on. Surprisingly he didn’t wimp out and he choked me to the point of me passing out which gave me a fair orgasm before I went black.
When I came to he informed me that he still hadn’t gotten his rocks off only he wasn’t into strangulation as much as suffocation. He wanted me to put a plastic bag over his head .
FINALLY!
It was my time! I laid him down with the bag securely behind his head. I made sure I could easily pull it over his face before mounting his throbbing cock.
I rode him in a frenzy imagining what I knew was to cum, what I had waited for, my moment of extreme orgasm.
He urged me on and I knew he had never been fucked like this, my desire to take his life urged me on and increased his need for more.
Finally I could tell he was close and even though I was supposed to wait for his word, I pulled the bag over his head. In his excitement he went with it and soon he was close to being out of breath and his dick began to jerk. He expected to cum and for me to remove the bag or cut a hole over his mouth.
Smiling and riding him harder and faster I held the bag tight, his cum spewing inside me, my orgasm was building, knowing what was going to happen. When he realized I wasn’t releasing the bag he began to panic, building the intensity for me.
I could see his eyes wide and full of fear thru the bag as he struggled. Again heightening the intensity of what was happening for me. I was going to cum all over him as he jerked and spasmed taking his last breath between my legs and deep inside my cunt.
As he lost the fight I gushed cum, in thick, milky, shots, squirting so hard it flowed down his hips and matted the hair on my cunt.torture phonesex contest

I Have A Thin Mint Connection

 

torture phonesex thinmintI have been so fucking sick of these damned girl scouts and their fucking cookies. When a group of them approached me yesterday on the side walk I decided it was time to bake some real girl scout cookies. I mean what is a girl scout cookie with out the main ingredient, girl scouts?
So I smiled sweetly and told them I would love to, and then I invited them to camp out with me last night. I bought a box of thin mints and set up our meeting for camping out.
I went straight to the store to get all the ingredients for cookies, save one which would arrive later….and headed back to camp to get ready.
They showed up right on time. I told them we were going to make some special tea made of the herbs in the woods. They were delighted it seems that they are trying to earn their camping merit badge tonight and the tea could help them with their forage foods badge too.torture phonesex girlscout
Ha the only badge they are earning tonight is their cooking merit badge but they will never collect it!
The tea worked perfectly, they were high and laughing and eager to strip when I suggested it.
We mixed the cookie batter, they were mixing their own doom and the excitement of it all made me cum all down my leg. In their innocents they thought I had peed and got a laugh.
The laughter soon turned to screams as I began skinning them to get their flesh for the cookies.
I skinned each inner thigh, not a huge area, just big enough to get a chunk of meat out of each one. I wanted them alive and watching as I made the girl scout cookies.
It was orgasmic listening to them scream and cry in pain watching me grind their flesh and add it to the cookies. They cried the whole time they were baking, increasing my arousal.
And then I untied them and told them we were going to have milk and cookies.
For their bed time story, I put on my strap on and fucked each of them. Irritating their wounds, making them scream, getting the blood from their inner thighs on my hips, lubricating my thrusts until I was cumming hard over and over. Tying them up again, all I could think of was how many batches of cookies I could make keeping them alive.
This morning I feasted on the left over cookies for breakfast and have been helping them earn merit badges all day in my own way.torture phonesex karma

Quench My Blood Thurst

torture phonesex karmaMy thirst for blood drives every fiber of my being, from my head to my toes and everything in between. I need to drink blood like most people need to breath air. For me it is life sustaining and orgasmic.
Today i went hunting for wild game just so I could drain the blood and drink it. I was lucky and got two huge wild bore that yielded a lot of blood for the drinking.
I have to drink it quickly so that it doesn’t spoil and I am now down to about a gallon. All that blood has made my pussy soaking wet, and made me long for human blood which is what I really love.
I guess tomorrow I will go to the hobo camp and find some poor homeless fucker. Not to skiny and not on drugs, to bring back home and enjoy.
I will hang him or her upside down from a tree, slit their throat and let the blood drain into the pot so that I can drink it while it is warm.
Human blood taste so different then animal blood and while animal blood will hold me over, nothing quenches my thirst like human blood does!

Gothic Phone Sex Queen Ivy

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She tied me up in a way that I didn’t even know a bitch could be tied up. I couldn’t move. This lesbian Goth fuck slut is going to give me a run for my money I see. I’m not going down without a fight though.  She wants me to submit to her. Maybe I will for a minute that is until I get a chance to munch on her magic carpet. When I get face down in her spread eagle she will bitch up and there will be no domination left. Sink my teeth into her sensitive clit, let’s see how big and bad she is now… next is her nipples if she doesn’t untie me. She will wish she stayed home in her oneiz tonight. I’m the queen of the Goths right now and nothing can stop me. I’m going to ruin her pretty black eye shadow when I stuff my huge rubber cock in her throat. Her eyes will water and bulge out from gagging so much. I wonder what I shall do next, this bitch needs to be punished. Should I stuff this metal rod up her pussy or ass? Either way after she bleeds all over it she will be licking it clean. I’m taking over this dungeon bitch, and there isn’t anything that can be done about it. Deal with it.

HOLIDAY MERRIMENT!!!!

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Ahhhhhhhhhhh-YES!!!!! I love the fucking Holidays!!!!!!!

I was asked to watch a couple of weak little brats while their stupid-ass parents went to a FUCKING HOLIDAY PARTY!!! So, it was my chance to give the little shit-bags a special gift-TEAR GAS IN THE EYES and SKIN!!!! I had to share season’s greetings and make it FUCKING SPECIAL FOR THEM!!!! (HAHAHA)

I stripped the little bastards naked-I tied the little fuckers up-ball gagged them-shaved of all of their fucking hair-made cuts in their skin with my razors and sprayed tear gas merriment and holiday fucking cheer!!!!!(HAHAHAHA)

I love the holidays-it makes me feel the love. FEEL THE LOVE MOTHERFUCKERS!!! They said their skin was burning like fucking FIRE!!!(HAHAHA). The MOTHERFUCKERS screamed uncontrollably, foaming at the mouth-telling me that they couldn’t see (HAHAHA) I didn’t give two shits!!!! The little fuckers were convulsing and their fucking noses were snotting and running like broken faucets (on full blast)-FUCKKKKKKKK!!!!!  Their skin was bloody red and bruised from-fucking chemical burns HAHAHAHA! I rubbed scouring pad/steel wool into their chemical burned skin-AHHHHHHH feel the burn!!!!!

Stupid bitches were drooling like little fucking brats,-coughing their fucking lungs up-fuckers were choking-gasping for air!!!! (HAHAHA). The stupid fucks were confused-didn’t know where the fuck they were!!!(HAHAHAHA) They asked me their names-panicking as I sang Christmas Carols and threw confetti all over them……then the fucks got angry and started screaming at me-that’s when I FUCKING GOT PISSED!!!  I sprayed tear gas in their piss holes and in their ass cracks-HAPPY HOLIDAYS BITCHES!!!!!

(HAHAHAHA) I decided to give them medical treatment-I soaked a few bandanas in lemon juice and vinegar and let the motherfuckers breath through it. Before leaving, I vigorously rubbed heavy duty sand paper all over their swollen and bruised cocks and pussies, and ass cracks. After I left, they were rushed to the ER-given oxygen, bandages and asthma medication. HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!!