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Casino no no no

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Kidnapping phone sex is a great way to pass some time. Last night I was working my usual job as a dealer at the casino and you came and sat at my table. You played a few hands and asked when I was off. I smiled back and said that my shift was about done. You asked if you could buy me dinner or a drink and I said sure. I went to change and you went to the bar and got the drinks. I should have been smarter than that as you had apparently slipped something into my drink. We were having fun and talking about random things when I started feeling woozy. You were ready for that and said that you were going to take me to your room and help me lay down. This sounded good and there were no alarm bells ringing yet. Once we got upstairs and into your room the nice guy persona dropped and you shoved your tie into my mouth and wrapped some duct tape around my head. You then picked me up and stood me in front of the bed. You then grabbed a knife and cut my clothes off of me. Then I was thrown onto the bed and forcefully fucked into a rape fantasy. You took the knife and made slices into my breasts and then stomach. Once you were done with your rape fantasy and cumming in my cunt you then shoved the knife into my pussy and laid there beside me on the bed watching me bleed out and the life draining from my eyes. You let me know that he would be leaving and someone would eventually find my body. You then got up and had a tampon that had been soaking in bleach which you then shoved into my bloody gash that would neutralize any sperm that hadn’t come out already so that no one would ever trace this rape fantasy and murder back to you. Now that you knew how well it worked, you were excited to do the same thing to another girl next Sat. night.                                                                                                                                                            

Kidnapping Phone Sex Fantasy

kidnapping phone sexIt is not just a kidnapping phone sex fantasy.  It happened. I was jogging in my gated community. I hate jogging but I was keeping up the pretense that I am a normal soccer mom. They all jog around here. I just want to look normal so no discovers all my dirty little secrets. In daylight, a mini van pulled up alongside of me and a man jumped out. I was shoved into the back of the van and drugged. I woke up chained and naked. I was in a dungeon. It was cold. I had no blankets; no food; no toilet. I did not even have a bucket to piss in. There was a bowl on the floor, but it was not full of water. It was full of cum. I was scared and I was unsure what was going on. Was I a sex slave? Was I kidnapped for snuff porn? Soon, I knew my purpose. A man came downstairs and told me he had been paid to kidnap and torture me. He would not tell me by who. I asked if it was a drug dealer I owed money to? Was it my stepson who hated me? Then it dawned on me. Any dealer I know would kill me himself. Same for my stepson. This had to be someone who was too squeamish. Some one like my husband. Maybe I had embarrassed him one too many times. Maybe I had not been as clever at hiding my addiction. Maybe he did not appreciate me fucking our boys. My tormentor would not tell me even though I was pleading to know as he cut my flesh and pissed in my wounds. For hours he tortured me. For days, I lived on nothing but cum. Then I was suddenly released. Naked and afraid and still clueless about who had me kidnapped and tortured.

Poetic Slutkin Kill Spree

torture phone sexYour accomplice whore knows about torture in all forms
Sweet young,
Innocent bodies,
Playing and carefree,
Never seeing it coming.
Look at these delicious young Morsels,
Girls and boys of every color,
Waiting for you to torture little fuck whore holes.
Shaking with fear,
Naked and scrumptious,
Soon to be lured over,
My Man knows what he wants,
Twin girls to help us find Rover.
It doesn’t take much for us to take them as they are looking for a lost pup,
Soon blood will overflow our cup.
Didn’t even put up a fight,
Running your hands over sweet young skin we know
They will be dead by midnight.
I am in his ear telling him this is good,
That every man has dark desires,
And how much I want to fuck in their young blood,
Use them Put out the lust fires.
I tell him how and what to do to them,
Savor each moment for we may,
Never have this chance again.
With each orgasm they are closer to death.
We will enjoy more than the rape fantasies tonight,
As we take their very last breath.
They will be at our table for supper,
Only they will be the main course!

Jezabel and Your Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

Oh the blood gushing turns me on.murder phone sex fantasies

Murder phone sex fantasies of a young run away who nobody would miss. She wasn’t a virgin and I already forgot her name. She was worthless and her tight body turned me on. I called you because I knew you would know how to handle her. I had lured her over with some dope and hopes of a nice hot shower and maybe a meal.

Oh the blood rushing gets me so excited.

But the shower was to make her body pristine for you and me to lick and fuck her brains out. And this street urchin would be our meal. I even went and found her boyfriend so we could slice and dice her up in front of him.

Then we cut his dick off and made it into a nice hot dog sandwich! Before we let our four legged fuck his ass. Slicing her throat and fucking watching you literally throat fuck her was the best part. I love murder and cannibalisms’ to bring in fall, a good body to roast and fill with your cream is a autumn dream! Cum play with this sadistic bitch some more baby!

accomplice phone sexOh the blood cooling makes my cunt happy! 

Your Submissive Accomplice Phone Sex Partner: I Do Anything for Love

accomplice phone sexI think a submissive woman is the best accomplice phone sex partner you could have in my opinion. Girls like me have daddy issues. We want acceptance and we want to please. We want to please so badly, we do whatever you want, even if it is not legal. Even if it jeopardizes our lives and safety, we make those bad decisions for men like you. Marc is the kind of guy my girlfriends would avoid despite being handsome and wealthy. His dark side is dangerous, but he saw me coming a mile away. A blond bimbo with daddy issues is easily manipulated. He made me feel special and wanted, then he asked me to kidnap a young girl for him. I did it for him too. I felt special. I felt trusted. He used me and I let him. I kidnapped this young blonde girl from a community park in daylight. I took all the risk for him. I knew how much he wanted to fuck a sweet young virgin. My whore pussy cannot bring pleasure to men anymore. I am no longer tight. If I loved him, I would bring him something he could enjoy sexually. I did bring him exactly what he wanted. I thought he would be happy. He was happy, but he got what he wanted and no longer had use for me. He made me watch him fuck her tiny body for days until she was snuff sex material. If I loved him like I claimed, I had to dispose of her body so he would never go to prison for fucking and murdering a little girl. Wait. He did still need me. He needed me to get rid of the evidence and find him yet another young girl to fuck to death. I always obey you, sir. I am just grateful to be needed.

A Kidnapping Phone Sex Fantasy

kidnapping phone sexI have a kidnapping phone sex fantasy. It comes to me in the form of dream. I keep having it. I am almost convinced it happened and either I was too strung out to remember it correctly or I was drugged. I am jogging along the road in broad daylight, when I see a stranded woman with a flat tire. I go to see if she needs help and a guy comes from around the side of the car, knocks me out and I wake up in my panties in some rustic looking cabin. The couple order me to do different things like dance for them. Their tasks are humiliating but they turn sexual. I have to suck the man’s cock. I have to eat the woman’s old hairy beaver. I have to lick both of their old asses too. It is degrading and humiliating, but that was just their warm-up. They kidnapped me for shits and giggles. They made me their sex slave, but once they got off, they wanted to hurt me. The woman took her man’s beer bottles and fucked both of my holes with them. I had the wide in of a beer bottle in my cunt and the bottle neck of another one up my ass. I was begging for them to stop, but they were high as fuck and enjoying doing weird shit to me. My asshole was bleeding, but the man did not care. He just fucked my ass raw and bareback. He clearly had watched way too much ass rape porn. The woman smacked my face and cut my flesh as he sodomized me into oblivion. I wake up as the guy is about to slit my throat. My pussy is wet. What is wrong with me? I start to think it is all a dream, then I see all the little scar cuts on my body and think this happened. I just do not know when or where.

My New Daddy

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This day was a semi special day to me, if you will. It came with a lot of eye openers. I was finally told the truth. My new daddy let me know that the day he ‘kidnapped’ me, was a day that I was being thrown away like the trash. I was later informed that he contacted my biological father to see what he would do to get me back, not that he was going to give me back anyways. He told me that my daddy didn’t even want me. That him and his new girl were going to live happily ever after and that didn’t include little ole me. I was so heartbroken and upset, I just couldn’t believe it. I wanted nothing more than go home and find out for myself. But he just let me know that meant I really wasn’t ever going anywhere. I was at my new home, I was home. He said if I wanted to stay, I had to prove my worth and how much I really wanted to be here. It’s not like I had anywhere else to go, no one else wanted me. I was all alone. Today, after all these days, weeks of being here, he finally used me. He finally used more than just my little mouth to please him. He had every inch me. He felt so good inside of me. I made my new daddy cum deep inside of me. He gave me so much cum!

A little bit of hope

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My captor came down for a dark visit. He was almost sensual yet still cold and careless. As much as I beg to go home, I know I probably never will. But it seems like there might just be a little bit of hope for me. He says that if I be a good girl then I may get to see the light of day again. He made sure to let me know I wouldn’t be going home but he was willing to reward me for good behavior. Can this be true? Is he really going to let me feel the sun shining on my skin again? He hasn’t really told me what was in store for me yet. I think he may have just wanted to give me a little hope. Because lately I have just felt like giving up. This basement is so lonely. I have got to the point where I look forward to him coming back, maybe not so much of the pain, but at least its company right? At least after all the punishment and fuckings he gives me, I get a little bit of time in between to recuperate. I don’t know what I am going to have to do to get out of here, even for just a little while… but I promise to be good. 

Home invasion phone sex

home invasion phone sexI sat upright in bed and reached to turn on the lamp on the nightstand. I pulled the chain but the light didn’t turn on. I could hear someone in the room with me. I tried to stand up but suddenly, I was being forced back down onto the bed. I could feel the burning sting as a large blade was slid across my throat really quickly, slicing into my skin. The trickle quickly turned into a gush as the front of my nightie grew warm and wet from the blood. I grabbed my throat and tried to scream but no sound would come out. He slapped me hard across the face and told me to shut the fuck up. I recognized his voice. It was the guy from the twisted home invasion phone sex call I had done earlier.Our call had very dark and vivid details of how he was going to force fuck my holes and make me scream as he rips the skin from my worthless body. That hot call with him had my slutty pussy so wet! I was so turned on by the way he said he was going to torture me and ruin me like the trashy slut I am. He was especially twisted and I knew he was here  to live out our fantasy roleplay of me being his pain slut victim. Finally a guy with enough balls to snuff me out! After he was finished beating me and cutting and ripping my skin and hair off, he plunged that huge blade into my gaped pussy and started sawing, trying to slice me open. Tears poured down my face as I slowly faded out from the intense searing pain.

 

Waiting for his return

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It has been a few days, or at least I think it has been. In this dark lonely basement, I really can’t tell time. No windows, no light, no sounds except my whimpers, a rusty pipe dripping and maybe even something crawling. I’m not sure if I appreciate the time away. He’s been gone a few days now, my poor swollen pussy thanks him, but I also have this pit of fear in my stomach. I fear what is to come. Will things be worse since he’s been gone so long? Maybe he has another victim somewhere and is just giving my abused pussy a break. I just worry what he will do when he comes back. Will I be punished even more? Will he be alone? Will all my holes be filled? Will I cry again and beg for mercy? Will he laugh at me like he always does, especially at my pathetic attempts to beg my way home?  I don’t know what is to come and there is nothing I can do about it, except sit here in anticipation. Waiting for my kidnapper to return.