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I know how to “play” nice…

accomplice phone sexYou’ve always known me as your go to girl for all your most extreme, and scandalous fantasies, but have you ever thought about how great it would be to snuff a bitch out? Well, I do happen to know how to act nice, nice enough to lure in some stupid cunt to become our new play toy. That’s why it’s perfect for me to be accomplice. Our victims will never ever suspect me; I know how to play nice when I need to so this will always work in our favor…who wouldn’t trust this face? As your little accomplice we can work together to pick the perfect girl for this time, I am looking for a precious virgin…so hard to find these days. Little whores! I will start at the library because that’s where most goody two shoes like to go…she will be studying instead of going out; she has no friends…that’s why being my friend appeals to her even more greatly. I mean, come on, talk about desperate!!!  It won’t take long before she admits she hasn’t ever had sex, and she is waiting till marriage. Typical dumb bitch, ha! I will invite her to hang out, and how could she refuse? As soon as I get her to my place I will slip a little something into her drink, and out she will go…When she awakes I will have this precious virgin all tied up and naked, ready for us. Are you ready to completely destroy this little bitch’s cunt? Let’s make this nice and bloody. I love to watch and record as she cries and begs for you to stop, and how it hurts. As if we care! I’m getting so horny watching your bloody dick push into her sweet pussy…maybe we should tell her it will all be over soon… oh but that’s not true – she will be used and abused till she can’t be anymore and I will cum every single time that bitch crys and begs us to stop… oh little girl you shouldn’t have been so trusting.

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We warned you. Told you that you were going to be so addicted that you would never be able to stop. Highly inappropriate addiction at that. It certainly isn’t grown women that make that cock hard, is it? So, here you are, parked in your car. What is it that you are looking at? They certainly aren’t very tall. Don’t you love the way the mommies are all so wrapped up in their phones, tablets, readers, etc? Leaves a whole lot of opportunity for someone like you.

Sitting there in your car. Oh look, that cock is rock hard you pervert. Looking at them in their swimming suits; others in their skirts and short tops. Certainly don’t leave much to the imagination anymore do they, perv? The question is, is this where it’s going to stop? Come on, say yes, try to convince yourself that this is just as far as you sick, pathetic self is going to go.

How far will you go this time? Will you stop or make her see angels? 

Making Her Watch

bloody phone sex angieI knew as soon as I saw them that they would be mine. Their perfectly manicured hands and feet, their expensive clothes, the way they carried themselves, all preppy and proper, their long blonde hair, laughing with out a care in the world, carbon copies of one another……their world was about to turn upside down. The sunshine is about to become darkness, the laughter screams of pain and that blonde hair will be matted with clumps of congealed blood and chunks of flesh. Watching and waiting while imagining the scene my cunt pumps out juice with every evil and twisted thought in my head. The daughter looks good enough to eat. But I know that if I allow fear to pump adrenaline through her, the meat will be tainted. Decisions, decisions, should I enjoy making them watch each other be tortured or should I enjoy the terror in the mother as I butcher her daughter and make her share the feast  before sending her to her own living hell? Both sound like a wonderful way to spend an afternoon and both ideas please me greatly. It looks like the perfect moment to grab them I will decide once I have them secured in my basement.

Ripping Hearts Out Of Bleeding Chests

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Have you ever squeezed a beating heart in your fist? You haven’t lived until you try it! I love cutting a fresh kill open and exploring their insides, but nothing compares to that. I just kept fantasizing and day dreaming about pulling someone’s heart of them while they were breathing. Anytime I think about something that long you better believe I’m going to try it.

My first attempt didn’t go well. There was this awful whore walking down some random street, I snatched her up because I could tell right away that no one would miss her. I tortured her for a couple days just for some entertainment, but eventually that got boring like it always does. When that happens it means either my victim dies or I release them severely mutilated. Unfortunately for her I already had something in mind. Everything was going well when I first cut into her chest, but then she started convulsing uncontrollably when I reached inside. She died pretty quickly and her heart was still warm by the time I reached it, but it was no longer beating.

That wasn’t good enough so I had to try again. This time with a younger whore who was equally awful. When I picked her up I asked if she had any family or friends, she said she didn’t. I didn’t find that surprising at all. I even laughed about it, which scared her a little. She started to beg for me to let her out of my car right after that and doing that only made me laugh more.

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She should consider herself lucky because I didn’t take the time to really torture her. That nasty bitches death was quick, usually I don’t like that. As soon as I had her someplace nice and secluded I got right to work. I forced her onto her back and stabbed her directly in the chest. Obviously I was careful to avoid her heart, I just needed a way into her chest. Once that was out of the way I spread her bleeding chest open with my hands and dug around inside her. The entire time she was thrashing and screaming, but that didn’t stop me. It would have been better if she just relaxed because she was going to die anyway no matter what.

When I finally reached her heart she stopped moving. I wrapped my fingers around it before pulling it out hard. Her heart was a little damaged when I finally had it out, but it was still beating and that’s what counts. I’m just sad that she died before I could rub it in her face. Maybe that would be impossible, I don’t know. There’s no harm in trying again It will only get easier.

Cannibalism Phone Sex; New Desires

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I am normally a pretty confident beast when it comes to my killing methods. This time was different, the ritual was different, I was going to be killing not for fun but for sustenance. I had my bag packed with all of the things that he said was essential to this kind of capture; a loaded handgun, a pocketknife, two rolls of duct tape, some heavy duty rope, and a water bottle with dissolved Rohypnol. I changed out of my normal edgy attire into some clothes that I picked up from a store called Hollister. I did my hair up nice so that I could fit in. I went to this party at a sorority house, and kept my eyes open for what I knew I needed to look for. Then I saw her, Annie. She was stumbling around drunk and everyone was shoving her off of them. Some dude shoved her down to the ground where she laid there for a min and everyone laughed before grouping outside for some more fun. I went down to her level and told her I was going to give her a ride home. She said she lived in the dorms which were in walking distance but I insisted on helping. Once she was in the back seat she passed back out. I turned the heat on low to make sure that she stayed that was and called my confidant to let him know I was on my way back to his place with a surprise.

We got back with no problem, I took an extended route with my turns and back roads then necessary, making sure I was not followed. I pulled up to his big scary house and was greeted by him. “She is not waking up anytime soon Sir.” I said as we poked out head inside the opened back door. “Well, we will see about that Harper, let’s go get her showered and measured up.” We each took and arm and drug her over our shoulders into the shower room. “Grab that rope Harper and go ahead and tie her wrist and ankles Harper.” I went ahead and secured her in place. He pulled out his measuring taped and measured her key areas, thighs, hips, waist, arms and breast. I could see him lick his lips, “Yes, yes, that will do quite nicely Harper.”

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He handed me a pair of scissors and I went ahead and began to remove her clothing. “I’m really impressed! And you’re still new to shopping. You did great!” I nodded my head eager to move further in our steps. I went ahead and shaved her as he prepped the shower water to not be too cold. As he spayed her I used a wet wash cloth and began to clean her body free from soap and perfumey residue. He never understood why brats these days wore all that carp, but he did know he did not want to taste it. She began to wake up, really groggy still. He began to question her and prep her for her up and coming roasting. I chuckled as she cried and he condemned her to have more respect for herself, and be proud that she was selected.

We lifted her up and brought her into the kitchen and setting her onto the counter. Rick handed me a bottle of sage, olive oil. I rubbed her down while she continued to cry. He explained to her that a life of art major was such a time consuming downfall into the inevitable downfall and drug overdose. That at least with this her life would be enjoyed and remembered. I finished rubbing her down and then moved to stuffing her. A mix was made when I called and said I was on the way. I shoved it into her both vaginally and anally. It was hard for me to contain my excitement. He let her know that she would be rendered unconscious after inhaling enough smoke and then placed an apple in her mouth. We attached her to the spit pole and brought her to the roasting stations. She tried to wiggle herself free of it but she was now going anywhere. She whimpered and gagged until her head went limp. I turned her on the spit pole making sure to base her with the oil mixture. Once her skin was a golden brown it was time for her to come off and her meat to rest. We sliced her open and had a amazing dinner. Her leftovers were packed and saved and the carcass thrown out to complete the circle of life. Mmmm. I could not wait for my next meal.

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Killer Phone Sex Nigger Whore Scene 1

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     Killer phone sex had gotten me here with these dumb fuckers! The world was black and I knew my life was going to end. “Stupid Nigger whore!” “You thought you could get away from us!” I felt my legs being pulled apart and the blunt ax ripping into my pussy lips like a thousand knife blades at once. I knew I was going to die and I knew it would be at the hands of this motherfucker who had tormented me for days. The rotten taste of his cum was on my lips and I saw your bitch ass standing in the corner rubbing your cock. Blood pooled in the corners of my mouth and the echo of the hall deafened my ears from any logic. I know you were going to kill me. Someone had to pay the price for fucking up your heroin connection. That bitch ass husband was going to get away with my murder! Fuck him! Getting involved with a crack addict was going to be the last bad decision I would do. I thought if this mother fucker killed me that would be the end of it. I could just feel the darkness.

     Bending down over me he pinched my tits and knocked them really hard against his hand. Grabbing a nail and hammer I winced as you held me in place. It was time for me to fight to do something to get away but I couldn’t do anything. It was over for me and I knew that. With the last bit of strength I had I kicked for freedom to get away. I saw the raise of the hammer the steel point of the nail in my tits and screamed. I tried holding back I knew that’s what they wanted!  Fuck you nigger! You will get what Nigger Bitches deserve he said as he drove another needle in my flesh.

Torture Sex The Medieval Way

torture sex bloody funI have a special friend, John. He gets me. Understands my needs; my love for sexual torture. He invited me up to his cabin for the weekend for a romantic getaway. When I arrived, he had a surprise for me. A fuck nugget he picked up along the road. Just a stupid little cunt hitch hiker who would never be missed. She was tied up naked on the floor in front of the fireplace wrapped in a red bow. The perfect present. “Check out the basement, my love,” he cooed to me. What was in the basement was beyond my wettest dream.  An old fashioned torture chamber. I got wet looking at all the instruments at my disposal to sexually torture this twat.

I grabbed an old fashioned cattle prod to start the fun.  I was giddy like a school girl when I zapped her ass with it for the first time. She fell forward, pissed the floor and started crying. “This is soooooo fun,” I said with glee to John as I shoved it up her cunt this time. Watching her twitch and convulse really turned me on. I let John play with it too. Torturing a worthless whore is a relationship bonding experience. We shocked her so much, I could smell her burning flesh.  Nothing better than the smell of burnt cunt lips. Well maybe the smell of a once pink asshole!  I even used the prod on her tits. Pretty much seared her nipples clear off. I fed them to her for shits and giggles.

torture phone sex anal tortureWhile she laid in a pool of her own piss and vomit, I fucked John’s brains out. The sight of her curled up in fetal position, soaking in her own waste, crying, smelling like a pig roast, made me horny. But getting pumped full of cum, just made me want to hurt her more. Hurt her dead. I grabbed her by the hair, dragged her burnt carcass down the basement steps, and tossed her on the rack. John purchased all this medieval torture stuff to give me a sexual torture chamber. Now that is love. I tied her to the rack and started cranking it, slowly. Her screams made me orgasmic. Hearing and seeing the flesh pull, bones snap, blood spurt… was intoxicating. John bent me over the rack and fucked me from behind as her limbs snapped like twigs. Legs severed,  arms severed, head popped right off her body. We were getting doused in her blood as we fucked. Do you have any fucking clue how hot that is?

I went too fast with her. I get impulsive sometimes. I like to torture for days not hours, but I was just like a fat brat in a candy store, no impulse control. There’s still so much more for me to try out in my torture chamber. John assured me he would go snag me up another victim after dinner. Couples who slay together, stay together. If you are not as lucky to have an accomplice in your life as I am, let me be your sadistic bitch helper. Death and dismemberment is a dish best served for two.

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Fallen Angel

snuff phone sex karmaLight emanating from my body, a flowing white gown gently touches the floor. Floating above myself I watch the dark shadow approach, smothering the light. Replacing it with something sinister. Innocents leaves and is replaced with evil. the feeling overtakes me and I hear the whisper in my ear. The voice a low growl, sends shivers of delight up my spine. It leads me from the comfort of my home and out into the chill of the night air. My nipples harden and I can feel the juices dripping down my inner thigh. Blindly I follow the instructions being given. I stop in front of the well manicured yard. The same one that she was in earlier, working hard with her long braids and her tight young body. A vision of that earlier scene appears before me as if in a dream. The longing in my loins is a burning flame building slowly becoming uncontrollable. I feel him walking up behind me and the heat of his breath is on my neck. Every nerve in me is alive with sadistic desire to experience his teen rape fantasy. We move together in unison to commit the act that we both long to have. Peering in her bedroom window we see the pretty pink letters over her bed spelling out her name “BECKA”. By the night lights glow her face is almost angelic as she sleeps. The window is open to the night air and the screen easily slips out. We climb through and approach her bed. Placing my hand over her mouth I hold her down and watch his hands slid up her thighs as she squirms to be free. Her eyes wide as tears slip quietly down her cheeks. My heart beats faster watching him take her. I whisper encouragement telling him it is OK. Guiding him every step of the way as he molests her young underdeveloped body. She is our victim this night. Soon she will be a fallen angel. No longer pure, tainted by our desires and filled with the hot cum of his throbbing cock. We cum together in the dark, breathing heavy and delighting in the pleasure that she brings us. What is taboo to others is so right for us. We are united by a craving so strong that we can’t fight it. Letting go and giving in to the only thing that satisfies our lust….sweet young victims of the night. I wake up in a puddle of cum and know I need more. Won’t you join me? violent phone sex becka

Master’s Pain Slut Loves Bloody Phone sex

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Slice me wide open, do whatever you have to do. You know I can take it, I might even like it now too. Since you’ve know me I’ve become such a good little pain slut and I know you can see it too. The way my pussy gets dripping wet instantly whenever you pull out your knife makes it very obviously. Feeling my warm blood run down my body and seeing the puddle it creates on the floor while my arms are tied up over my head tightly gives me the biggest rush in the world. Nothing else compares.

Maybe you liked it better when I was scared? I won’t lie to you, I’m still scared. Scared of what you’ll do, how far you’ll take it. Scared of what I might do to please my Master. What will I sacrifice and how will I hurt just to satisfy you? Sometimes I can feel my fear on my flesh whenever I get the chills which causes goose bumps to appear, but you’re such a twisted fuck that seeing them pleases you even more. I can tell that’s the truth.

You do play some cruel and evil tricks on me. Like when you first captured me, you fooled me into thinking there was a chance to escape or that eventually you would let me leave. Honestly I should have known better, but I believed it. You’re way too smart to leave doors unlocked unless it’s on purpose. Now I don’t try anything even if a door is wide open because I know how much you love playing games. You love to watch me suffer and hear me cry out in agony. The torture excites me a little more each day, but I’m terrified of how much I enjoy it. I’ll never be the same even if you let me go some day or I escape, but I’m not sure I would even want to.

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Cassandra’s Hardcore Rape Porn Fantasies

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Have you heard that old saying be careful what you wish for? Ever since I was a little girl and my daddy and his friends violated my ass repeatedly, I have been an anal whore who gets off on rape phone sex fantasies.  Daddy is the reason I am a submissive slut today. I told one of my girlfriends about my hardcore rape porn fantasies. Girls tell each other everything; even our darkest secrets and fantasies. I guess she violated my trust and told her boyfriend about my naughty thoughts.

I was walking home from the club the other night. I got too drunk to drive. Well, too drunk to find my keys is more like it. My friend’s boyfriend Chris saw me teetering on my stripper shoes as I meandered down the sidewalk and offered me a ride home. He didn’t take me to my home, but his. I insisted he take me home, but he got really rough with me. Grabbed me by the hair dragging me up his front stairs. He shoved me inside his front door where I was grabbed by a few other men. I am a dirty slut, but I don’t fuck a friend’s man. Ho’s before bro’s is my motto.

hardcore rape porn fantasies hardcore analHis friends ripped my clothes off despite my kicking and screaming. Guess I was fighting too much so they tied me up. So tight I could feel the rope cutting into my flesh. Despite my pleas, they force fucked my ass and pussy, even skull fucked my face. Their cocks were so hard. I thought I would be wet because of my fantasies, but I was anything but wet. Because my pussy was dry, it felt like my pussy was tearing in two with every thrust. One guy asked if I was a virgin whore because I started bleeding. It hurt so bad I felt like a virgin again. All three took turns dumping cum in one of my fuck holes. I felt violated and ashamed.

After they each shot their seed in me, I thought it was over, that I could go home. Chris had other plans. “So you like to be force fucked do you Cassie,” he said in a creepy tone? His friend came out with a tray of all sorts of ominous objects to violate me with. A baseball bat; a whiskey bottle; a barbell; a lava lamp; a fraternity paddle; even his furry companion. “Let’s see how much you really enjoy those fantasies,” he said with a smirk. They force fucked my ass and cunt with things not meant to be inside a woman like that. My ass and pussy bled like a stuck pig. No lube, no saliva, just hardcore sodomy with huge objects. They laughed and giggled the entire time. I just cried and begged for mercy.

bondage phone sex rape fantasiesFinally, they finished with me. Untied me so I could clean up. It hurt to pee. My pussy was split in two. One of my labia lips was severed. My asshole had prolapsed. I was in gut wrenching pain. They were kind enough  to call me a cab. I crawled into bed. Blood stained my sheets. All I could hear in my head was “be careful what you ask for. It just may come true.”