Stalked and violated is how this Home invasion phone sex scene went. As I unlocked my door three big guys rushed me. One of the guys put his hand over my mouth with some kind of cloth that had a sweet aroma to it. It was a chemical called chloroform. Chloroform puts one into a state of sedation and made me faint in the arms of my assailants. I was already heavily intoxicated. It was my night to dance at the strip club and I was getting shots after my set. Guys kept feeding me them and laughing. I bet these guys were the ones that made me so drunk that I had to leave early in a cab. I was passing out and stumbled to my door. The cab driver sped off as I was stumbling up my steps. These three started cutting my clothes off and telling me what a hot piece of ass I was. They were laughing at me all night about how much of a dumb bitch I was. They made lewd comments about throat fucking my pretty little face while the others took my sweet ass until it stretched and bled. I was double penetrated in my pussy too. They had their way with me and left me in a pile of cum and blood.
Tag: Murder phone sex Fantasies
Hunting Young Flesh
This pandemic serves up the fact that Mother Nature is not happy with mankind. Humans are polluting the planet and too many are springing out of over fucked cunts. Breeding greedy brats deserve what they get. I think hunting the succulent flesh down and enjoying a bout of cannibalism phone sex will do some good. We need to start the sacrifices of that young tender blood to the earth. The delicate flesh is tasty and no poor animal needs to suffer. Too many fuck trophies are clogging up the system and it’s time for a cleanse. I hate materialistic cunts and their self serving nature. They violate and take from nature and I think they need to be fantasy raped to their brutal and bloody death. We need to make the Mother happy again and shed some innocent sweet cunt blood for the mother to revive herself.
I love to just disembody a little thing starting with my fist up her cunt. I start ramming it in there with some bladed rings. I need to burst up inside that belly and start removing the organs that will foul up the meat. It’s a great treat for the wolves that lurk in the night around my place. I then stuff up a nice bouquet of aromatic herbs in side those filthy holes. A nice black garlic bulb marinated in olive oil in there also. I like a little bit of sweetness with my pork and feel shoving some cherries down the throat with an apple in the mouth is perfect. The best part is to drench that sweet body with coconut oil and let all the young men use her holes and baste her with their blessings. She is ready to roast and I will feed the first succulent bum cheek to her daddy.
The Night She’ll Never Forget
I never thought about the type of life Master leads when I’m not around. All I’ve ever seen is who he is when we play, or around others like-minded in our little church. So it was a little surprising when Master called me to come to his home. What was more surprising was how neat, clean, and absolutely stunning it was and reminded me of those places you see featured in magazines. I knew Master had an important professional life so I guess this really should have been so surprising, I’m just so used to seeing him sweaty, bloody, and often covered in other grime. He introduced me to his girlfriend, who happened to be a bubbly little coed ed. Master does like them young. He was fixing dinner and I was still trying to find out why he had called me over. It soon became apparent as the night went on and the little coed just wouldn’t stop running her mouth. She was bratty, spoiled and I know first-hand Master would not tolerate such behavior from someone for too long. It seems tonight would be her last night. This new discovery made me excited and curious about what Master’s plan was. We ate and I couldn’t help but smile and nod as she complained about every little thing. Just knowing in a few moments she would soon be lifeless choking on her own blood. Master expression was becoming more and more darkened to the point that she actually started to get nervous. He got up saying he was going to head to the kitchen. She talked to me about so many pointless things so when I saw Master come back and quickly slit her throat letting the blood spray out all over me I joyously bathed in the warm shower, laughing as I watched her horrified and choking expression. Exactly what I had pictured. That night Master fucked me like he never had before, animalistic like he couldn’t control himself. Pretty sure he had been waiting for this moment for a while.
Bloody Phone Sex Victim
You may not believe this, but I’ve recently discovered the thrill in using fake blood on my snuff calls, because it really gets me in the mood. Especially for those bloody phone sex calls. I just bought two new gallons of costume blood because I love drenching my body in it while we play out a crime scene together. I love the feeling of that oozing gooey blood red liquid all over my tits while I’m begging for you to spare my life. I especially love it when my roommates come home to find me in a pool of fake blood. With all that said, I’m really looking forward to some bloody massacre type calls, where you show me know mercy and use every torture device you can think of on my sweet innocent young body. The more violent you become, the more of my blood I’ll use, as we get off together. Don’t hold back and don’t be afraid to get rough. I prefer it that way and the bloodier the better.
Making Snuff Movies For Him
My panties were torn, and he pumped so hard that his dick seemed to grow larger inside of me with each thrust. He began spilling all the details he wanted with the snuff movies of his daughters I was going to make for him and others who paid well. We were in an abandoned warehouse as he claimed my pussy even though I had not been willing at first. And the pain was a turn on. My cunt was being ripped, but nothing some self-sutures could not fix. His wife and son would be poisoned and threw in the farthest ocean with some cement but his lovely teen daughters would be mutilated and tortured as men, (as many that I could find) took their holes and pumped them full of cum. My new accomplice Brent would disappear off the face of the earth after I was done making these whores the stars of the show. I felt him pull out but only to tear his 10-inch cock into my tight ass hole. I screamed, but no one could hear me. My nails dug into his shirt as his heavy body pressed me painfully into the cement ground. And when he bit my neck making blood spill, I fucking came hard. I never thought his rape fantasies Phone sex material playing out would be something that fulfilled my deep snuff heart and cunt. He pulled off of me and said after the snuff whoreletts were murdered and I got my money that One day Brent would contact me to hurt again. And my cold heart looks forward to it.
Babysitter Phone Sex From Hell
You were hired by my parents to babysit me which I assumed was going to be an evening of board games and movies, but you had other plans in mind, didn’t you? For starters you relocated me to an unknown location, where my parents are to never see or find me again. At this location there is a basement that you keep me in. It’s your own little playground of torture and fun and my living nightmare. You visit me there every night and sometimes throughout the day as well. I tremble every time I her your footsteps because I know that nothing but horror and pain awaits me. Over there in the corner is a table where you like to display all of your favorite torture devices, even though you have a lot more upstairs. It’s like this ritual act every time you decide to introduce a new one to me, because you enjoy the look of fear on my face throughout the process. Well I can’t take this fear and panic any more! I want you to end my life and end this terror once and for all!
Hansel & Gretel: A Tale of Cannibalism
The story of two young bratlings and their unforeseen end. I like this tale of cannibalism phone sex because nothing is finer than a nice dry red wine with some juicy bratwurst. I got to find a couple of the juiciest little brats for my sausage party of hung guys when I was on Holiday in the Swiss Alps for some hiking last Summer. These juicy little ones were spoiled little ones and needed a good scalding in my special hot tub. I loved the aroma of krauter salz and fleish just a simmering away. I really enjoyed draining their blood for my old luxurious bath. Young things are the sweetest flesh to dine on and letting all these guys I had up at the chalet were all politicians who paid me well. We all know how they entice in this delicacy. I had the young sweet cunts and asses ready for their debauchery. I really enjoyed dismembering them and tossing them in the pot once they were basted with semen.
Snuffing Out The Junkies is Hot
During these times people have become desperate for money and that makes it a lot easier for me and daddy to have a little fun. We find druggies on the street and offer them a little cash or drugs to come back and make a little video. They never even ask what kind of video, they are desperate. We grabbed a couple of them the other night and after we got them all fucked up, we started. They were dirty and unkept which made it all the hotter. We tied them up and daddy had his way. He didn’t go easy on this group either. He beat them with belts and straps until their skin was broke and blood ran down their bodies. And of course, he let me cut off their tits because that is my thing. For added excitement he used a cattle prod to ram up their dirty nappy pussies, making them scream and shake. It was glorious. My pussy was wet just watching. After torturing them some more he took out his knife and slit their throats as they twitched and gagged on their own blood. Daddy is a sick man so he made sure to get that video camera right up to their faces so he could capture their very last breaths. It was so fucking hot I can’t wait to do it again.
Bloody Easter
Master says everyone is supposed to be staying home. Their gathering was selfish and pointless so they were worthy of punishment. He dressed me in a beautiful white gown and had me infiltrate into the group. They started with prayer and praise to the false god. Each minute felt like nails against a chalkboard to me. The hypocrisy was laughable as their preacher talked about avoiding sin, he was always looking at me with eyes full of lust. While he talked about how important this day was, he undressed me with his eyes. Bet he was grateful his robes hid his boner, but I knew it was there. I started with the hypocrite first, Master said it was ok to start without him. While the service was over and the group started gathering for the Easter festivities the preacher found me in a back room. The tension was high, he couldn’t control himself trying to use religion as a way to describe our connection. I smiled and hopped up on a table and pulled up my dress. Watching as the “holy” man got down on his knees before me and started to eat my cunt. It felt good so I waited until the cusp of orgasm before I drove my long blade into his neck. Cumming against his face while he choked on his own blood. I left his lifeless body behind, admiring the bloodstains on my dress, smiling as it seemed like an approval. I walked into the room where the rest of the sheep gathered. Master was already there, waiting for me. They had no idea the wolf that hid among their flock. When people noticed me and the blood of my dress all fell silent. The only sound next was the slashing of Master’s blades as he worked quickly but efficiently through the room.
Evil Phone Sex Victim
I was groomed for this victim lifestyle. I’ve been into it since I was a young girl and the more I experience predators, the deeper into it I am. Evil phone sex is like a playground for me and my like-minded lovers. Do you ever find yourself fantasizing about torturing, killing, brutalizing a sweet, innocent blonde like me? It’s okay if you do. I think it’s necessary to be honest about those desires and have some dark phone sex fun with a snuff slut. Do you like the sound of a whore crying while you stroke your sadistic cock? If so, then I’m your girl. I will plead and beg for you to stop and you’ll only get rougher with me won’t you? Do you ever just need to shout “shut the fuck up” to some dumb little cunt? Well, I welcome and encourage you to do so. That kind of verbal abuse only gets my cunt wetter for the rape fantasies the two of us are going to act out together. Imagine having your hands gripped around my throat as you pump my pussy and before you know it I’m gasping for my last breath and just as you’re about to cum, I’m gone.