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Murder Phone Sex Fantasies for Someone in Your Family?

murder phone sex fantasiesDo you have murder phone sex fantasies for some one in your family? You can confess your devious thoughts to me. I am a safe place to explore all your twisted thoughts. Forced sex? No problem. Snuff? Still, no problem. I am a bit of a masochist. I love pain. Makes me feel alive. I am a cutter. Always have been. Not for the reasons must women cut their flesh. I am not looking to gain control of myself. I do not feel like my life is spinning out of control and cutting is the only thing I can control. I like the pain. That is the only reason I cut my flesh. Perhaps, because I like the site of blood too. I am a freak. That is why Bob called for a hot fantasy phone sex call. Want to know why his call made me hot? Because it was violent. He wanted to kill his stepmom. I am a stepmom with a stepson who hates me. I was perfect for his role play.

In his head, he has lived our role play a thousand times. She was a cock tease when he was younger. She never gave it up to her stepson though. She just liked the attention. Well, he got his revenge. Sort of, LOL. I pretended to be by the pool in a tiny bikini cock teasing a horny teen boy. He rushed me and forced himself on me right there in the backyard. He fucked me. I fought, screamed and called him names, but that did not change a thing. He forced his cock inside my unwilling pussy. The same pussy that bore him a half-brother. The same pussy his daddy fucks. He choked me to. Strangled me to death with his cock still inside my pussy. I could feel the life draining from my body as I fought to survive. My lifeless body laid on a lawn chair. I made his rape phone sex fantasies feel real. Can I make yours feel real too?

Highschool Girl Murder phone sex Fantasies

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 Murder phone sex Fantasies drive me to the darkest places imaginable.  Some girls in High School used to tell me that I was a Goth girl poser. That I only brought up dark and bloody shit as shock value. In their pretty little cheerleader minds, No one could possibly be as dark as I am. Normally I don’t care what a preppy little bitch with an attuite has to say. But There was a point when one of those bitches went too far. 

My teenage hormones tend to make me unstable, especially when dealing with brain-dead pretty girls. I never wanted any of their men, Daddies were the exception. And Trust me I had fucked a couple during my school years. Older men have always attracted me, and the most suburban upstanding men can be the nastiest vile mother fuckers around. A lesson I learned early in life. 

Now let’s get Back To this royal bitch Constance. A total super nerd who thought she was better than anyone in the whole school. She had the looks, her family had money and she was about as mean a mean girl as they come. She was always gloating about her wealth and brains and really hated me. I was different, shy, and a bean pole. Still a couple of years away from being the bloody phone sex bitch that you love to accompany you on cum adventures. 

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I remember many nights I would envision myself slicing her throat after dismembering her slowly while she was alive. Somehow I wanted to keep her alive while I put her through the worse agony possible. Me murdering her was two years of spank bank material that only got darker as time went on.  I never worked out the details But I still get hot thinking about killing her. These fantasies only increased when I learned that stupid whore had gotten knocked up. Oh, how this really ramps up my snuff sex drive. I think Now is the time to kidnap her and force her into a bloody evil birth with a couple of accomplices at the helm! What do you think should we?

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Live Gangbang rape porn is what I witnessed

I stumbled onto some live Gangbang rape porn in the park. I love a good gangbang, but when it is forced turns me on even more. Seeing her holes getting ripped open by a big cock while she was crying with a dick in her mouth made my cunt wet. I could see the blood flowing from her pussy on their cock. I started playing with my cunt as i watched them fulfill their rape fantasy with her little body. One by one they filled her holes up with semen, watching that made me cream my fingers. There was only one left and she was passed out. His friends left him alone to keep using her limp body. They must have known he like having Sex with dead bodies because they just left a corps for him to fuck and fill up. As he continued to use her stiff body, he made me think of my uncle who did the same thing to many young little sluts. He used them, filled them and then got rid of them.  I had my knife in me and got close very quietly so he couldn’t hear me.  With a swift movement I cut his cock off. He fell to the ground with his dick still inside her limp body and screamed out. I grabbed his head and cut his throat all the blood shot out and he fell on top of her. I just walked off and went home so I could get some rest after that great orgasm.

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Murder phone sex fantasies with a nasty cunt who deserves it

Murder phone sex fantasiesYou have been having some murder phone sex fantasies about a nasty cunt like me. I have been coming to work in short skirts, tight blouses, and sexy red nails that make your cock hard. I have been getting off my boss for that promotion I applied for, and it really makes you boil on the inside. You’ve worked hard for that promotion. One time our boss left his door open, and he was jamming his cock up my dry ass making it bleed, while forcing me to watch ass rape porn with him. No woman would stoop this low, you thought. But a nasty cunt who would deserves to be treated like this. At work I now have to refer to him as my master, and he had a dirty idea. My boss invited you to reenact an evil phone sex fantasy that he and I had talked about together. He calls me into his office, and you both are standing there with a bunch of tools lying around the desk. It makes your cock hard knowing that we had talked about bloody phone sex. My pussy is wet. I want it. He tells me to strip, and I attempt to take off my clothes with my back turned. You tell me that whores don’t get modesty. I abide by my master and strip completely nude Infront of you guys. Once completely naked you put a ball gag in my mouth and tie me down with my legs spread wide. You pick up a knife as I shake head no. I am getting wetter, as you drag the knife across the peaks of my breasts, down to my nipples and letting you lick my hot blood off the knife. You then tell me that my boss wasn’t honest with me during all of our nasty fantasy phone sex sessions after work hours. You say he wants to have some killer phone sex…..

I Don’t Really Have a Choice

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Now, would I rather be sawed in half from the pussy up or from the head down? 

That is always the problem with some choices: they can be impossible. No one wins except for the person who requires the answer. That is the predicament I am in. My captor has been torturing me for hours, making me choose what tortures I would rather have, telling me that he may allow me to escape with what little I have left. As of this point, I do not know if I want to live anymore. I chose to chop off two of my toes rather than two of my fingers. He asked me if I would rather have my ass mutilated with a knife or my pussy, and chose my pussy. My pussy is now a bloody mess with shreds of skin hanging off my pelvis. Now, he wants to know if I want to be sawed in half from the pussy up or from the head down. I say take me now and destroy my brains. I should have known he would never let me go. 

Evil Phone Sex With Satanic Goddess Aria Turns Killer!

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When it comes to evil, I’m the best. Let me tell you about a little home invasion incident that took place not too long ago. The results will leave you dead in your tracks. It all started with a woman named Emily.

Now Emily was a barely legal hottie who thought she had the world made. She had tits that would arrive before she entered a room and an ass that wouldn’t quit. So, I decided to play my hand at her and see if my gamble would work. Unfortunately, she turned me down, stating she’s not interested in women.

We all know I am quite different from normal women, so I persisted, and she made a mockery of me in front of everyone. I would not let that stand. So, I decided to follow her home that night and after she went to bed, me and my friend broke into her house.

The next thing she knew she was tied up in her own basement, screaming for help. But help was far out of her reach. I knelt to meet her gaze, horror was written all over her eyes as I drew my knife from her cheek down to one of her perfect tits.

She begged and pleaded with me not to do this, she said she was sorry, but it was too late. My knife was already plunged deep into her pathetic little stone of a heart. Blood spewed out of her mouth as she coughed up some more.

I licked the blade clean then let my friend have his way with her corpse, he fucked the shit out of her. Then he left her filled with his cum and my knife in her heart. Don’t fuck with me, I will fuck with you more. Longing for more details? Give me a call I’ll tell you all about it.

Destroy Your Foreign Teen Virgin Bride’s Asshole

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In my country, it is completely legal for men such as yourself to get young girls like me as brides, having as many as 10 young wives at your disposal. All 10 of us are in your home, cleaning for you, fucking you and making you our king. What you really want, however, is to dominate us in ways that you never could in your country. I’ve seen what you have done to your other wives. They come out bruised, scarred and mutilated if they even come out at all. I am wife number 7 and you tell me to come into your bedroom. I cry all the way to your room and am horrified at the sight once I walk in. Blood is on the sheets, scalped hair is all over the floor and I see the decaying remains of a finger that you chopped off of my sister wife on your nightstand. You tell me to lay in bed with you. Not soon after I get on the bed do you choke me and bang my head against the bedroom wall. 

My head is bleeding out and you take that time to fantasy rape my asshole. I cannot scream due to the intensity of the head injury, but I feel every ounce of pain. Then, you hook me up to a machine that I recognize is to draw blood. I have only known it to be used for sick people, but I am injured. You prick me and allow the machine to take lots and lots of my blood. I feel even more faint as I am losing blood from two ends. It is like you would rather preserve my blood than my life. I try to beg you to stop, but you tape my mouth as you take more and more of my blood. I lose consciousness, knowing this is how I will die. 

 

Mutilation Phone Sex: Just A Slice Or Two…

Mutilation Phone SexHe said he wanted some mutilation phone sex fun. That got my pussy wet just thinking about the type of pain the two of us would explore together. However, over the phone just wasn’t enough. The two of us decided we would meet and play in person. After all, I figured it was just a fantasy and we would have a bit of fun. However, I didn’t realize the limits which he was willing to push when we did meet up. He wanted me to be his Mary Vincent. His hitchhiking slut that he would pick up on the side of the road and have his way with. I didn’t think much about it, exhibitionist sex really turns me on. Therefore, when he started down a nearly abandoned road I didn’t think much about that. My young pussy was already beginning to flood my white cotton panties as we drove down the road, with more time between each vehicle that passed. Suddenly he came to a stop and pulled over. I was excited at the thought that I was going to be his dirty little fuck slut. He opened his sliding van door and reached in to grab me out. I pretended to be afraid, pulling and begging him to stop. However, it was a little deterrent, and he chained both of my wrists in the trunk of the van so that he could have his way with me. After about the third fantasy rape, my wrist was going numb and I really begged him to just let me go. However, he pulled out a hatchet and made it clear that I was not going anywhere. He sliced at my arms, chopping one of them off completely. I screamed as he stuffed his hard cock inside my screaming throat. His groans grew louder as blood pooled in the van. Then chop, he removed my other arm as he climaxed, mutilating my body as he came. I cried, my arms now missing as he pushed me over the ledge into a ditch the van was parked next to. He drove off leaving my mutilated body covered in his cum and delight.

Evil phone sex miracles are made with my body

Evil phone sexThe French call the orgasm the little death and I am searching for death both large and small during evil phone sex. My ambitions, my passions, my fun, they’re all past issues that don’t matter anymore the moment I’m under a knife or man’s torture tools. I seek out greater pains, greater vengeful wrath meant towards others that he can make my problem. Just last night I found myself sliced into and I couldn’t help the moan that escaped my lips and threatened to make my life another scarcity. He’d told me if I was too loud he’d slit my throat, and I thought he meant it. I felt an incision at my bloody dream flow just after I let out my blissful gasp. The thing is, I was still alive, I hadn’t been fully carved into oblivion yet. A sign of his cowardice, maybe, but also a sign of his desire to keep me around a little longer to wreck, destroy, and treat to an oblivion of orgasmic bliss. Killer phone sex just doesn’t get better.

His cock was somewhere, I wasn’t fully sure. So many blades having nicked me, cut me, turned me into a whining bitch. I couldn’t feel anything properly anymore. Maybe I’d lost too much blood, maybe I’d lost my mind. Maybe it was his meaty need roughing up my insides down low and pushing me towards an edge I hadn’t known I’d needed. Or maybe that was yet another blade, permanently scarring me and destroying me for other men. The difference wasn’t in what was really happening, it’s what he wanted to happen. I was a slutty torture slave for his whims and needs and nothing was going to change that, not even an idealized realization of the dark abyss knife play phone sex.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies With Mind Melting Cora!

Murder phone sex fantasiesMurder phone sex fantasies make a dirty victim bitch like me nice and hot. I love all the pain that comes with being a human torture device, ready to receive the wrath and anger that leads to your sexual climax. Human trafficking? I have been there, I guess you can say I really loved every minute of being treated like a dirty fuck slut. My life is useless if it isn’t being used and tortured by horny men who want to take advantage of my youthful appearance and bald pretty cunt. When a stud finds me so sweet and innocent and spikes my drink up for his good time, I consider it a great time of my own. I get to feel the rapid penetration of men who pay just to pleasure themselves inside of my half-dead body. Sometimes what they give me to keep me lucid is too much and I find myself half on the verge of death. I love it whenever someone panics and just decides to take me the rest of the way out. A lamp cord around my neck several times it doesn’t take long till I am fully knocked out Men continue to have their way with me, assuming I am no longer alive. Their dead little fuck toy to take their loads till they wrap me in plastic and throw me out at night. I am a useless fuck toy, do with my body what you like.