I have violent phone sex fantasies. Do you have fantasies about beating a bimbo dead? I hooked up with Trevor after months of cyber sex. We met in a fetish chat room. I had dark fantasies about being beat to death and he always wanted to kill a worthless bimbo like me. On fetish sites you never know if folks are for real or not. I thought we were talking fantasy and maybe if we hooked up in person, we could do a snuff roleplay. I enjoy being smacked around and BDSM games. When I met him, he escorted me to his dungeon. He seemed like a regular man with some kinks. I like kinks. He stripped me naked and tied me up. I was spread eagle with ropes, so my body made an X. He strapped one of those industrial vibrators to my pussy and turned it on. It was moving fast on my clit causing me to cum over and over. Soon it became too intense. I begged him to stop it. He punched me in the gut hard. I thought I might puke. I held back the tears and braced myself for the pain I knew was imminent. He started using my body as his private punching bag. He went Mike Tyson on my boobs until he burst each saline bag. Then he laughed at my lopsided boobs. He was not one of my fantasy phone sex callers. This man wanted to make his dark fantasies come true with me. He wanted to hurt me dead. He kept mixing pleasure with pain until I was puking and bleeding all over my naked body. I was close to passing out when he revived me with smelling salts. “I want you to feel every inch of me whore,” he seethed in my ear. Every inch was not his cock but his fists. He didn’t kill me only because I am one tough broad, but he left me for dead. I survived out of tenacity and because I want you to be the one to finally snuff sex me to death.
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Heartless Bitches Bent On Destruction
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Remember, I am a heartless bitch that destroys sweet fuckholes. I had a craving for some new tender meats so I called my Sexy Gangbang killer Bitch Dusty to come out and play. We Needed fresh prey and she always knew where the best men and their sweet tiny conquest were going to be fucking. I had my hunting knife in my boot and she had hers stuck down her waistband on her back. Out off the highway into the woods we found our victims. God these sweet teens are smoking pot and just fucking and fucking all we can smell is pot and cum. Soon we would be smelling cum and blood as well. I grab this little blonde as she sneaks off to pee and put my hands around her throat and she pisses her self. My hunting knife goes deep in her stomach and I cut her clothes off to start fucking her with my knife kissing her sweet mouth the drown out her screams. Dusty comes and brings me two sets of bloody balls and ushers me back to camp where she had a redhead naked and tied to a tree. She shoved both sets of balls up her twat and had me fist her while she slowly let he bleed out from her wrist. And the little bitch came hard right before her last heartbeat. Now to have Dusty help me with the choice cuts and burn this site down. Aren’t you dying to know what evil phone sex tales Dusty and I did when we got back to the dungeon covered in blood and our panties dripping wet?
My New Love Is A Psychopath- Musical Chairs
There was something delightfully wicked in the air when I walked through the bar the other night. I took my seat in the far corner as I usually do, looking like a tasty treat for someone to take advantage of. It was only a little while when a man walked up to me, he was good looking with a charm but I could sense he had a much darker side. Especially when he handed me a drink before the drugs in it had even dissolved. I happily drank it and next thing I know I’m waking up in a dark room with 6 other strangers. They varied in age, gender, and looks in front of use were 7 chairs. We heard a voice it was his voice. He instructed us that when the music stops we should each be in a chair, but only one of the chairs were safe. 6 would die and one would live. Panic ensued with the other as the frequently examined each chair while the music played. I merely swayed to the music and walked to the chair in front of me. The music stopped and everyone scrambled to a chair. The lights went off, I’m not sure how long it took but I heard shuffling, slicing, screaming. I felt warm splats of blood land on my body, then the lights came on the man was standing before me covered in red, bodies is all that became of my temporary companions. He asked why I so calmly choose a chair, why I did not panic like the others. I fell to my knees and started to undo his pants. I explained that I felt death was my soulmate and he was always welcomed around me. I took his cock into my mouth and sucked him off with a passion I’ve never had before. He stopped me before he came so he could have me jack him off all over the corpses he had made.
Snuff Porn Star
He wanted to make a snuff porn. I just didn’t realize he wanted me to be his star. I thought he wanted a young girl and I would get to be his accomplice like I have so many times before. I thought I had been bringing him good cunts to kill. My usefulness to him was over. I agreed to a snuff movie, and he punched me. Knocked me out cold. I woke up tied to his torture board. The cameras were pointed at me. No other girl was in the dungeon but me. I was scared. I was terrified actually. I never saw it coming. Honestly, I thought I had served him well. He told me I was used up and boring. He needed some excitement and something tighter on his dick. I feared how he would kill me. Snuff sex with him is always gory and violent. He was playing around with matches like that was a hint. Then the smell of gasoline hit me, and I peed myself in fear. He was going to burn me alive like I was a witch. He started dousing my body in gasoline. I cringed and begged for mercy. He pulled out his cock and got off on my fear. He came on me as he struck the match. He had an evil grin on his face as he tossed the match. I went up in flames. I could smell my flesh burning. I could feel it. It was like I was in hell. I couldn’t believe he was doing this to me. I had been his accomplice for years. I brought him lots of tender age flesh to kill. It was my turn to die and what a horrible way to die too. He burned me alive in his basement, by the time he put out the flames, I was a crispy critter.
Cannibalism Phone Sex Casting Call Of Doom
It was a dark street and late at night as I staggered home from a bad movie casting call. I couldn’t get a taxi to pick me up for hours so I started walking, or rather trying to walk I feared I was drugged by the casting folks as to manage their victims better. I was the feisty one and determined to get away. Little did I know I was already the star of this movie and they let me think I was escaping the perils of my own demise. Suddenly everything went black and I was struggling under a black hood tossed over my head.
Awakened I find myself tied down on a serving table naked and being basted with oils and herbs while cherries where stuffed inside my cunt. I hurt as though I had been forcibly fucked by many men not long before awakening.I then saw them, the casting crew of the film all wetting their lips for some kind of feast. I think I am the main course at this dinner party.
tot fuck
My body is being used more than ever now that I am pregnant. My master likes me knocked up and likes to fuck a whore who has a pregnant twat way more than sex with dead bodies. I like being a tot making machine. When my master fucks me its like he is fucking my tots too. I can feel his excitement each time he pounds my pregnant cunt. He is even more excited knowing its going to be a girl. He knows I will be creating plenty of young girls for him to live out all his p-cock fantasies and hes going to be able to multiply his sick fetish and will be able to populate us and make us worship him nonstop.
Fresh Flesh For Snuff Porn
Summer time rolls around and out comes all the tourists and annoying fucktards looking for a good time and crowding the boardwalk. The families and their annoying brats, the addicts looking for their next fix and preying on tourists with their begging and make great snuff porn stars. As you can tell I might have a difficult decision for my next fix for the Summer of Snuff. The Summer of Snuff is a snuff film making project that’s obviously underground and filled with illegal taboo footage. Point being I am working on as many entries as I can muster and this one will be snuffing out an addict.
I honed in on the victim and she was so fucking desperate that it didn’t take a lot to get her on my bike and roar off into the sticks. I led her into a deep part of the forest with promises of as much smack as she can handle for the night, easy. She was sufficed on the walk with a little mixture of my specialty “crack” that will have her flying just enough to get to the spot and then she will come down hard. I love assisting in this come down by giving her a little injection of heroine and she is as malleable as ever. I hoist her up in the trees by her wrists and shackles attached to each ankle chained to the tree. She is already undressed by the time I do this as she was expecting a nice make out session with me. Fuck that filthy cunt I am running the camera as I unleash a couple of large furry creatures to forcibly fuck and devour her junkie body. There is a large niche that love this sort of thing and I wonder if you’re one of them? Watching as she is mounted and ripped open by massive phalluses and clawed, bitten and bled to death. These are a few “guys” that have some genetic abnormalities and are great pals with my biker gang.
Slutty Little Accomplice- Snuff The Bitch
As she struggled I reached down and dug my fingernails into those bouncing tits of hers. Pressing deeper and deeper until I could see blood feeling her cries as she screamed against my clit. I came on her face while she cried, you were excited seeing her blood. It’s fresh blood just like you wanted. I got off her face, and you force your cock into her ass making her scream loud. I walked off and grabbed your favorite saw, you knew what I was going to do but you didn’t stop me. I cut off those tits one by one her piercing cries made your cum, you pulled out and blew your load all over her bloody, shaking body. You reached down and calmly covered her mouth, placing your strong hand around her throat. In a few short moments she was now longer with us. I have never felt so powerful as I did in that moment sharing it with you.
Bloody Good Time
I love seeing that look in your eyes. The dark look you get when you stroke your cock and think about all the ways you would love to tear me apart. I know what you are thinking, you bet my warm wet blood would make excellent lubricate when you fuck my tight little ass. Hearing me scream in pain makes you nice and stiff. I love when you let the dark thoughts enter your mind, and you give in to those twisted desires. You want more then just fucking me. You want to conquer me, dominate me, and lastly completely destroy me. You want to end my existence all for your pleasure. Let me be the first of a very long line of pathetic whores you snuff out.
I Love Bloody Phone Sex
I live for bloody phone sex. I don’t just kill a person, I mutilate their body and exsanguinate the body. I am a gore whore. My friends think I am a vampire wannabe because I drink blood. They don’t know the half of it. A have a few goth friends I confide in, but they think I just have dark fantasies. They don’t realize that I mostly have dark realities because killing is my favorite pastime. This little millennial bitch cut in front of me in line at a coffee house. She informed me I don’t matter, so I could wait. I was stabbing her with my eyes in line for an overpriced coffee. I made note of her license plate because once you have that, a home address is not hard to find, especially when you have a friend at the DMV. That little cunt just had her last Frappuccino. I broke into her house early in the morning. Of course, she lived in the suburbs in a trendy artsy community. A grizzly murder and home invasion would rock this community. I woke up because I wanted her to see me kill her. I wanted her to feel her death. Normally, I would have a male accomplice to help me. He could explore his rape fantasies before she became my snuff porn queen. This bitch was all mine this time. I dragged her skinny ass to her bathroom, muffled her mouth with her panties and hung her upside down from her shower rod. I slit her throat to bleed her out. I sat naked in the tub feeling her hot blood spill on my body and fill my wine glass. I masturbated using her blood as lube, watching the life disappear from her eyes while drinking her warm blood. Who doesn’t matter now, bitch?