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Torture Phone Sex Sexy Slut

Sliced up and left beside the dumpsters in the dark alleys of any big city is the best place for the perfect bodied, abnoxiouxiously stupid blonde bimbo of the night. Jack the Ripper had my type all the time and I really wish I was one of his victims. Living in the victorian age is something that I have fantasized about. The classes and beauty of the dress and oh how whores ruled the towns. I’m always daydreaming one day my Jack with a knife would be the one to rip the life from me. Slicing me into red ribbons as my life flowed into the gutters and streets under the gaslight and rain. I am the filth that belongs in the sewers. I am the whore that shamed you. My existence is a stolen one and you are the one to save me. Please, my lover in the shadows, take me and mutilate me. 

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I’m An Accomplice Phone Sex Victim

My place is as a victim, and sometimes I get used to be an accomplice phone sex assistant for mischievous ventures. I’m a sexy blonde with a perfect body and beautiful face. I’m easy for seducing guys into doing things for me. I’m also easy prey for the ones that want to do things To me. I have been a Mistress to a very sadistic older man. By the term Mistress I am referring to his side project for his satisfaction. He is happily married but he has a very dark side that he needs fulfillment of. He likes to keep me in a warehouse caged and used, abused and humiliated. He hates my type but also loves the hot little charm on his arm. I am used sometimes to feed the other side of his dark fantasy. He has a high stressed Banking position and really builds up aggression. He likes to abuse and fuck me too much and to have me for his companion. So to feed his bloodlust and young tight cunts to fuck I am used as a decoy to bring in that young flesh.

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Necrophilia Phone Sex Funeral

I always love being around the dead more than the living. I met my boyfriend through my obsession of funerals and the preparations of the dead bodies. I often listened to the scanner waiting to hear about an homicide or suicide. I love Murder and Necrophilia phone sex feeds my needs. It was a common occurrence for me to befriend the undertaker or funeral director and get in the morgue to help out. I Love Morticians. I was going to study to be one but my misbehavior as a teen screwed up my college admittance, well the ability to receive any funding. I was caught with drugs, had DUI’s and even caught digging up a freshly buried body of a Priest to do obscene things to. It’s what I love. So I started hanging around the mortuary and funeral homes around me. I also managed to get a job in the Hospital where I could be down in the Morgue. I’m in love with death and I loved preparing the dead bodies for their funeral preparations. I would get the stiff males and fuck them before washing them and setting up the drainage tubes. I love a dead stiff cock in my cunt. So it goes to say that I have no issues when I feel the need to snuff some loser out for my own jollies. I really love to lure them in, get them excited and ride their hard cocks as the poison they ingested sets in. I love this one that puts them right into rigor mortis making their cocks rock hard. I love fucking guys as they turn blue. Sex with dead bodies is the ultimate high for me, especially as I get to tweaking out on some form of heroin or crack. I love to fuck the dead.

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Fantasy Kidnapping Phone Sex

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I was alone when a man forced his way into my home when I opened the door. He pulled out a hunting knife and pressed it hard underneath my chin. My eyes bubbled with tears. The sadist just licked them off of my eyes and laughed. When it was clear that no one was home, he marched me through the house and out of the door. I was tossed into the back of a windowless van and taken right from my own home. I begged him to let me go, but he acted as if he hadn’t heard me.
The van stopped, and the man yanked me from the vehicle, and drug me into a cabin. I knew that I would never leave there, he had shown me his face, let me see the plates on the van, and now he has shown me the location of this place. No, this is the end of the line for me. The sharp edge of his hunting knife ripped through my dress. The blade nicked my thigh as he cut my panties off, and I yelped. Then he slashed my delicate throat. He was pleased with using me for kidnapping phone sex.

Killer Phone Sex Is Well, Killer…

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 Killer phone sex is so hot and well, its killer!  I enjoy the way we hunt bitches down so you can off them after we tear apart those holes. My own daddy has become a serial killer and I was forced to be his accomplice form a young age. Am I fucked in the head because of it? I don’t know, I just know that blood and death really turn me on. I remember one time he brought a sweet young prostitute home from his travels and I was expecting a pretty strung out teen. But what I got what a pregnant slut. She had track marks and was so high that I knew the only service we could do was to kill her and take that crack baby out and sell it off. Daddy knew it was a girl and a few years go girls made a lot of money on the black market. Boy brats are selling higher now. P-men love to have house boys.  

I had her tied up on the bed like the piggy slut she is with that belly getting squeezed as I watched men come in and pay 5 dollars to fuck her ass or pussy.  Then daddy turned her over and grabbed some forceps and proceeded to make her a forced birth. After we got that girl brat out my sister took it and cleaned her up and We bound that bitch again. This time daddy fucked her with his Pistol until it fired a round in her ass killing her instantly. That was the first orgasm I had without touching myself. We ground her body up and had food for a week. Well we took out the ruined flesh first, we are not that crazy!

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Mutilation Phone Sex At Its Finest

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Its all my daddy’s’ fault that I am so good at mutilation phone sex. He set me up young. First by force fucking my and my little sisters cunny and making us into his little sex whores while mommy had run off. I still think he murdered her after finding out about the black man down the street, but that is a tale for another time. Daddy was a very sick man. He kept his glass dick filled and made us work the farm in just our undies and degraded us every chance he got. But I was his clean up girl as I was the oldest. See daddy has a habit of taking young girls and women off the street and bringing them back to the old house and doing horrid things to them. Down in the basement is a meat hook and all kinds of bondage and torture equipment. Once he had fucked these little living dolls he needed something to really get his cock off. The Meth made him hard for days. And slicing tits and nipples off was just the start. I would see his precum begin to drip as he sliced faces and pussies next. After he had held them down and smothered them with my pussy he would take a big metal pole and shove it as far as he could up these once beautiful cunts. And after that would be how he got off finally mounting a dead body growing cold under him…

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Faith’s Cannibalism Phone Sex

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When he told me that I looked good enough to eat, there was no way that I could have been prepared for what he really meant. He told me that he was a Dominant man with a very particular fantasy in mind. I’m a no limits kind of a fuck slut, what could he want that I’m not ready for, right? His voice lowered to a near growl, and his heated breath beat the words into my ear. ” I told you, you look good enough to eat.” My legs went limp, and I fell into his embrace while I scrambled to gain a hold with something around me.
My pussy would always quiver when I had cannibalism phone sex. This was taking place, though. My heart thundered in my chest while the knife shredded my dress like it was made of paper. The cannibal marched me into his kill room and pressed the blade into my fragile neck before dragging it across in one swift motion, bleeding me like a pig. As each drop hit the drain, he told me how he’s feast on me for days, and then the lights faded, and I just melted into death’s arms.

Tender Rotting Fuck Meat

My garden is always lush and beautiful and it’s time for more hunting with kidnapping phone sex. I love sweet young flesh, blood and the semen of perverts to fertilize my soil. These little special touches I add to my compost makes my garden grow. It was an accident really, in how it started. I had a little cousin and a boyfriend that was as sadistic as myself. He was a fucking pervert and I was much younger. Thing is, he got me. He encouraged my need to torture the young brat cousin I was always stuck babysitting for her crack whore stripper mama. I had enough of it and I slipped a little strychnine in the whores heroin one day and she was dead in a few hours. Serves the whore right. My boyfriend invited some of his twisted biker friends over to have their way with mama. Let them fuck her dead meat raw. It was great. But where I get to have fun is that brat. I get off thinking about it daily. I was giving her a bath and shoved her head down in the tub until she went limp. My boyfriend was watching and stroking off hard while I did it. He helped me pull her out and got his carnal fixes all in one shot. He fucked her as she was slowly slipping away. Violated that little virgin cunt and ass. It was beautiful. I loved her eyes rolling back and the way she turned blue. We cunt her limbs off, decapitated her and I got to play autopsy with her insides. I buried her in the garden and it was the best thing ever the following spring yielded a nice luscious crop of veggies and flowers. I will soon have her skull dug up for my personal collection.

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Listening To Them Burn Makes My Pussy Wet

Accomplice Phone SexLast weekend was fabulous. Memorial Day weekend and with everything opening back up the lakes and bars were packed full of drunk stupid people. Easy targets for me and daddy. We picked a dock close to the house and sat down to watch. We were looking for nice young coeds. Preferably the real bitchy ones because those are the best to play with. We found a couple of cute little girls stumbling back to the car. I caught up with them and told them how cute they were, how much I likes their shoes blah blah blah. And then I told them they really should not drive, there was a check point ahead and I drive for Lyft and could gladly get them home. Total dumb shits they hopped right in the car and off we went. I took a dirt road on the left and headed up the hill telling the girls it was a short cut. We reached the top where cell service is non-existent, and I stopped the car. Told them I must have a car issue and we all got out. Daddy jumped from behind the trees and I helped him as we stripped them down and tied them up. Daddy had his way with those young co-eds, violating every hole that they had. They cried and begged but nobody could hear them. By the time he was through with them they were beat and bloody and full of cum. Daddy knows how I like that and then told me they were all mine to play with. I continued torturing those two, cutting them in to pieces nice and slow. Drawing the pain out until I got bored with them. I then slit their throats, doused them with gasoline and set them on fire. The smell of burning flash always makes my pussy so wet and me and daddy fucked as we listened to their bodies sizzle.

They Followed Me Home

Home Invasion Phone Sex

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.