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Home invasion phone sex with Makayla

When the window broke I knew someone was trying to get in. I yelled down the stairs that I was calling the cops. I picked up the phone and the line was dead. I tried to turn the lights on but the power was out. I tried to run and hide but the found me. Dragged me down the stairs by hair. Pulling me to table. They tied me up and made sure all the blinds were shut before they turned the power on again. They gagged me and ripped my clothes off. They set up a video camera and started playing some hard rock music. They got naked and started rubbing their cocks all over my naked body. Each one of them had a knife.

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They started digging their knifes one by one into my soft belly skin. “You will slowly bleed out and die. We want out viewers to have a bloody show.” They started fucking my dry pussy. Forcing their hard cocks into my dry hole, ripping and tearing me. While the other one started throat fucking me, making me gag on his giant cock. It wasn’t long before it started to feel good. The blood from my pussy tears made for perfect lube and I had thrown up everything in my stomach so now I was just gagging. They switched holes. Decided to both fuck my tight asshole together. They shoved one into my bloody covered asshole and started forcing the other cock inside of my ass. They started kissing each other as they fucked my asshole together. That’s when things started drifting away from the pain. Everything went dark.

Filling my Fuck Hole with His Cum

home invasion phone sexLast night, he came through my window again. I was expecting him, of course, and my pussy was already wet with anticipation. As the bed sagged beneath his weight, he ripped off my panties and stuffed them in my mouth. He grabbed my wrist and flipped me over, pinning my hands above my head. Then his monstrous cock slid into my dripping cunt. His other hand pulled back as he slapped me in the face, and the pain made my pussy tingle. He must have felt how wet I was getting on his bare cock, because he wrapped his hand around my throat and began to choke me. I wanted to let him know how good he felt inside my tight hole, but between being gagged and choked, all I could do was make muffled moans. I passed out from lack of air, and when he slapped me awake I had the most earth shattering orgasm I had ever felt. I was shaking and convulsing! Afterwards, he threw me to the ground, holding my hands behind my back and shoving my face into the carpet. He slammed his rod right into my tiny pussy, making me squeal through the panties. He started going harder and faster until he blew his huge load deep inside my hole. I’d be happy to be your cum dumpster, so give me a call if you think I deserve to be punished.

Home Invaders

Home invasion phone sex

I was home all alone when two men kicked in the back door. I ran upstairs and tried to lock my bedroom door but they pushed their way into the room. They over powered me and tore my nightgown off of body. I screamed and cried out for help and they laughed. They knew no one could hear my cries for help. I kicked, hit and bit them and it turned them on even more. One of them held my hands over my head while the other one positioned himself between my thighs. My body wasn’t ready when he shoved his hard cock into my dry pussy. But my body betrayed me when his strokes started feeling good and I felt myself getting wet. He laughed at my wet pussy and called me a nigger slut. He pumped his dick in and out of my tight, wet pussy until he shot his hot semen. Then it was his partners turn, but he didn’t want pussy. He wanted my tight asshole. He forced me onto my stomach and pushed his hard dick in between my ass cheeks. I felt the tip of his dick tear into my asshole and I screamed out in pain. He tore into me without any lubrication, I was in serious pain as tears slid my face. They abused my body all night long until they left me bloody on the bedroom floor.

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Rape phone sex fantasies

I lift my head up, half asleep, to a noise. I wait to hear anything again and it is quiet. I lay my head back down and I am startled by another noise. I reach to turn the light on and as it comes on there is a tall man all in black in my bedroom. Black pants, shirt and ski mask. He grabs me by the hair, pulls me to the floor and shoves me to my knees. He rams his cock in my mouth over and over, he breaks my jaw. I scream, but keeps throat fucking me cutting off any sound. He kicks me to the ground and buries my face into the carpet, I scream with pain from my jaw slamming into the floor. He puts my ass in the air and I think he stopped to lube his cock! He drilled his thick hard rod right into my ass. Slapping my ass cheeks and fucking my asshole. I felt something rip inside me and I saw the blood dripping down my pussy lips. I haven’t stopped screaming and he hasn’t tried to stop me again either. He keeps ramming his cock in and out; my ass is bleeding from his thick cock tearing me open. He pulls out and grabs my hair and sticks his cock back down my throat and he whispers “swallow it all.” He dumped his load in my throat and plugged my nose. I choked it all down so I could breathe…and then he was gone.

Evil Phone Sex Sunday

evil phone sexEvil phone sex Sunday? Has a nice ring too it, doesn’t it. Evil describes me well. So does sadistic bitch, snuff queen, sick, twisted, antisocial and depraved. I am not warm and fluffy. I’m evil. Pure evil. If I don’t like you, consider yourself warned. I won’t warn you twice. I was flying recently. I hate to fly, but it was not avoidable. I had been paid to dispose of a bitch for a guy. It involved me being across the US to do the deed. On the way back, this annoying little twat was sitting behind me. She kicked my seat non stop. I warned her. I warned her mother. Both looked at me with indignation and the problem persisted. Obviously, I could not snuff them both on the plane. Well not without ending up in prison. I’m smart. I’m patient. That is the best kind of evil. I waited for my luggage near them so I could get the name on the badge. I watched the car that picked them up so I could get the license plate number. I have connections. I had their address before I was even home. I know this really sick molester who loves little girls. He recently got compassionate parole. He wouldn’t mind going back to the joint for the pleasure of killing, fucking and dismembering a cute yet annoying little brat. When I told him about her, I tossed in he should do the momma too to throw suspicion off the P man just paroled in the neighborhood. He was putty in my hands. I drove the getaway car.  I knew he did them both good. He came back with souvenirs. He sliced off the little girls tits and her little bald cunnie. I told him I would freeze dry them for him. He was covered in blood, but I could still see his evil grin. He told me sex with dead bodies was something he really missed in the joint. His days are numbered because of lung cancer, but I think until then he is going to be the perfect accomplice. He has nothing to lose.

Snuff Phone Sex Sunday

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex is my Sunday gig. I like being blasphemous and murderous on a day so many find sacred. I like to remind people that God is not real, but sadistic bitches like me are very much alive and thriving. There is this sanctimonious couple that just moved into the neighborhood. They have three little demon seeds. All blonde and blue eyed, and very young. The parents are the type that like to let every know they are better than them. I have a single mom friend that they have been tormenting since they arrived. You know, calling her a fornicator and bad role model because she never married the baby daddy and has to use babysitters since she works a real job. I decided that on Sunday, I would rid those annoying twat waffles of their precious spawn. They take pleasure in making others feel inadequate as parents, so I decided to get a male accomplice and kill their pride and joys. I mean what kind of parent doesn’t watch their brats closely at all times? We snuck into their house last night. I chloroformed mommy and daddy while my P accomplice tore up some baby buttholes and cunnies. I could hear the little ones screaming as I walked down the hallway to  their adjoining bedrooms.  Two girls and a boy. A little boy ass is no different from a girl’s honey pot at that age. He was going Sodom and Gomorrah on their little asses. Pretty sure he was making an ass rape porn with the devil’s spawn. There was blood, piss, shit, puke as they cried for mommy and daddy who never came. After my friend was done filling up their tiny holes with cum, I slit their throats. Their parents will wake up to find their perfect angels murdered and assaulted while they slept soundly not 100 feet away. A little snuff sex will turn their world upside down. That will teach them to judge others.

Kidnapping phone sex the abduction

Kidnapping phone sexWoken up by a noise, now I can’t get back to sleep. I felt uneasy and I didn’t know why until a hood was put over my head, and it felt like a zip tie was tightened around my neck. Then I was dragged, by two of them. I don’t know if they were men or women I just know I was scared. What would they want with me?
It felt as though I was thrown into the back of a van. The ride was bumpy and the metal floor of the vehicle was cold and poking my skin. I was shivering from fear and the chill. I heard the passenger say he was going to take care of me, and I felt him sit next to me. I could smell something and that is the last thing I remember.
I wake up and I am on a table like a gynecologists exam table, my ankles, legs, waist, hands arms and neck were all strapped down to this table. I couldn’t move. A blurry image started walking toward me, and I hear his voice. “You are now the sex slave of Mine. You will call me Sire, Sir, Master or Master Roman. Nod if you understand.” I nod and tear began to roll down my cheek. “That will not be the only tear you shed slut, you will be used and used up until I am done with you. That could be weeks, months maybe years. It all depends on your service.”
“Today will be simple. I am going to open your pussy lips so you understand what stretching will be.” He clamps a plastic tipped metal clamp hanger to my pussy lips and pulls them apart. The clamps are so painful I scream. He stands up and gives me a concerned look and puts a gag in my mouth that makes my jaw open as far as it can. “Now try to scream.” He said laughing.
Next post…the first days of my sexual torture.

Castration Phone Sex? Yes Please!

castration phone sexCastration phone sex fantasies are more common than you think, for men and women. Of course guys call me daily for junk removal, but I talk to women too. Face it men. You all know a few women who  want to chop your balls off. I am all about equal opportunity. If a woman wants to pay me to take the balls of her dirty daddy, cheating man or tool ex, I am all about the Benjamin’s.  Loretta approached me last week with a suitcase of money. She heard I was the one to see for junk removal of worthless men. I told her she came to the right person. I love that I am known as a junk removal specialist. Loretta is my favorite kind of woman too. Filthy rich. Her husband is a cheating bastard. I asked her why not just divorce him because it is her money. Silly lady thought a man half her age with zero money of his own married her for love. No pre-nuptial agreement. They reside in California, so he could take money he is not entitled too. She wanted him under her control. She wanted to stop his philandering. She paid me 5 times my normal fee because she wanted a dirty and painful castration. She gained some respect from me for that. Didn’t erase the no pre nup stupidity, however.  She gave me the codes to the mansion and her cheating hubby’s schedule. I arrived when she was out of town on business. He actually thought his wife hired me as an escort for him. Stupidly runs deep with those two. I played along just to tie him to the bed. Then I broke out the rusty chainsaw. I love the sound a chainsaw makes, especially when combined with screams of agonizing pain. He kept passing out, but luckily I have smelling salts to revive the losers. After his balls were severed, I sat on his face and pissed on him. I threw that in for free. I left his bloody balls on the pillow next to him and told him, “Cheat on your wife again, I come back for your worthless cock.”

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Taboo Phone Sex With Worthless Cunt Victim

Something stirred me in my sleep and when I opened my eyes, behind the sleep blur I could see a couple of masked men standing over me. I noticed one had a syringe in his hand and it must have been the prick of the needle that stirred me. I tried to move but found myself in a sleep paralysis sort of state. I saw the men pull their cocks out and started stroking them over my face and for a moment one stepped away… and I couldn’t see where he went to but he returned as his friend started taking his knife to my nighty and panties slicing them off of my body.

“Thunk”, smack in the mouth I was bashed with a baton or baseball bat and bone fragments from my teeth and blood spewed from my bloodied bashed mouth. Not seconds later his cock was penetrating my bloodied up mouth and he was fucking the mess, and I still couldn’t move in the slightest nor did any sound escape me when I tried to scream. The other man was now raping the hell out of my ass and cunt using the baton to fuck one hole while he fucked the other and switched every so often. The two just kept raping my fuck holes for hours it seemed and I was drugged up and helpless like the worthless cunt I am.

I enjoyed every fucking bit, and came so fucking much, and I fear that fueled them.

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Torture Sex Mommy

torture sexTorture sex is hot on the phone. The reality is very different, however. I do a lot of torture type phone sex calls. Men just love to abuse a druggy MILF. I think it is unresolved mommy issues.  Apparently they like to do damage to women in real life too. I met this guy at a high end, supposedly classy bondage club. But, he was anything but classy. He was not into old fashioned bondage like the club portrayed it’s members.  When I met him, I asked for another room immediately.  Even his touch gave me chills and a pit in my belly. I knew he was dangerous. That didn’t sit well with him. He was asked to leave the club for creeping out the women. He stalked me after I left the club. Somehow he broke into my place and turned my home into a torture palace. He used my own S and M equipment against me. As I was tied up in the basement  crying, he tormented me with a knife. He cut my nipples. He sliced my flesh around my breasts. The more I screamed, the more he cut. I tried to not cry and grimace, but he was rough. “You got a bad vibe from me at club, did you whore,” he seethed. “Well you ain’t seen nothing yet, whore,” he insisted as he sliced my left nipple off. I let out a deafening scream that alerted the neighbors I guess. Before long I heard the sirens. He looked at me as he inserted his blade inside my pussy and said, “Give the police anything about me bitch, and I will be back to ruin you permanently.”  Is it wrong that I want to see him again? I have a love hate relationship with sadistic men.