I think I may have a little anger issue, sometimes I can get very very out of control. I can’t help it though! If some fucking bitch pisses me off I am going to let her know… and if she strikes the wrong fucking tone with me after I tell her about herself, well, then that fucking bitch needs to fucking die! I will NOT tolerate any kind of disrespect! I may have gone a little crazy today though, I went to the store and I was just waiting for this guy to pull out of a parking spot so I could pull in. Well this fucking stupid little whore zipped into MY spot before I could pull in all the way! Can you believe the nerve of her?? I pulled in behind her, blocking her car in and asked her what the fuck her problem was and this fucking cunt actually shoved me back and told me that I was too slow and that it wasn’t her fucking problem! That was it! I had my knife out and was stabbing her over and over again before I even knew that I was going to do it! I must have stabbed that fucking cunt over a hundred times before I came to my senses and by that time the little bitch was quite dead. Oh well, that’s what you get when you piss me off!
Tag: Murder phone sex Fantasies
This bitch deserved what she got!
Violent phone sex – I’ll be your victim
It was dark and raining, I could smell the blood coming from my wounds. My skin tingled and my breath was fast. I knew he was coming for me and I tried to run, but had difficulty with my hands tied behind my back.
I decided to hide as opposed to running. I found a spot amongst some shrubbery and was hidden pretty good. Only a few moments went by before he came along, knife in hand, looking for me, his victim. He chuckled this sinister chuckle that made my blood turn cold. He said, “I can smell your cunt, bitch.” It didn’t take him long to find me cowering in the shrubs still tied and gagged.
He yanked me out of the shrubbery by the hair, skinning my knees and ass along the way as he dragged me back to his dungeon. He suspended me from the ceiling and ran his blade across my throat and I could feel the warm blood begin to trickle out. “I want you to die slowly, and I want you and I to be cumming when you take your last breath, you worthless piece of shit.” He began to ram me with his cock, swinging me back and forth from where I was suspended, I could see the blood spraying now. He touched my clit with an electric current and I screamed while he fucked me and I could feel the orgasm start to well up within me. He was grunting, making this primal sound and I let the feeling overtake me.
Murder Phone Sex Fantasies
We all have that rage inside of us that make us dream about murder phone sex fantasies against our enemies. There is no use denying it.
I love it when you call me with revenge in your heart. I love hearing the icy cold blood pumping in your veins. The sound of your voice has the sharp cut of a razors edge.
As soon as we start to talk about how we will lure the torturous wrench into our grasp so that we can carry our our murder phone sex fantasies, my cunt begins to drip and the cold blood begins to fill your cock.
We will be sweet as honey, all smiles and forgiveness just to get her where we want her.
The niggers paid us well for her sweet white flesh. Letting us watch was of no concern for them.
Watching her face as we push her into the middle of them is just the beginning of the fun we are about to have.
I reach over and begin stroking your cock as I watch them push her around ripping her clothes to shreds. I grab your hand and shove it in my crotch. It is already wet and ready to fuck.
Suddenly I see the flash of a blade touch her skin as blood spurts out covering the white shirt of the nigger closest to her. Cussing he throws her to the ground and punches her in the face, splitting the skin.
She screams in pain.
He unzips his pants and a huge dick, dark as night springs forth. I can see the pre-cum glistening on the head before he rams it right up her ass.
I can’t take it any more and I straddle your lap. I want to fuck. A hard and wild ride as our murder phone sex fantasies play out right before our eyes.
Snuff Porn Fantasies
Snuff porn is so popular. It is a dark fetish for so many folks. Even women have snuff fantasies. Some women are really cruel mistresses who love to kill blonde bimbos like me. I answered an ad on the Back Pages for a threesome. It sounded like a hot scenario. I saw pictures of the couple, very handsome. They just wanted a subbie playmate. I fit that bill. When I arrived, I knew something was off. This was no normal couple. More like Bonnie and Clyde or some other deranged killer duo in history. I could see the madness in their eyes. Hers primarily. Her soul was black. I sat down and she spit in my face, then poured her hot cup of coffee on my tits. She scalded my boobs and laughed. Flat out laughed as I cried in pain. I attempted to flee for the door, but he grabbed me. He restrained me while she kicked me repeatedly for hours. I was semi conscious when I got a reprieve. I heard them laughing in the other room. Blood covered my face. I was choking on blood and vomit. I was dizzy. Everything was blurry, but I tried to crawl to the door to escape. I thought I had my freedom. My bloodied hand was on the knob, when something sharp pierced through my ass. The pain was beyond imagine. It came out my mouth and pinned me to the door. I was speared. Spit roasted like a pig. I couldn’t breathe or move. Like road kill, I was waiting to die. Die at the hands of two strangers I thought wanted to fuck a submissive whore. My blue eyes looked at the man for some sort of answer as to why me. He knew that look. He patted my head and said, “Because you are a stupid whore who hooks up with strangers. The only good whore is a dead whore.”
Bondage phone sex with Aubree
I woke up to find myself tied, upside down, to an inversion table. My tits were clamped with metal that was cool to the touch, and the pressure was torture. The pain…
I was blindfolded and gagged. My body was on fire, all of senses heightened and I could smell…blood. My breath and heartbeat quickened. I’ve never been so afraid and turned on at the same time. I wanted to scream, beg for mercy but could not say anything. I was at the mercy of my torturer. Suddenly I felt electricity touch my thigh and I tried to scream out, but I just made a muffled sound. Next, the electricity touched my clit, sending me to another place, a place where pain and pleasure meet head on,and I began to sweat and cry. I was flipped back around so that some of the blood that was rushing to my head flooded the rest of my body and I didn’t feel so…confused. A man’s voice, which was so deep and scary, said to me, “Shut your cock sucking whole, bitch or I will really give you something to cry about.”
A few seconds went by. What was going to happen next? I felt something spread my ass cheeks wide, and something huge entered my ass and began to fuck me with a fury like I’ve never felt before. God, it hurt. I could hear his breathing quicken. I knew he was about to use me for his own pleasure. Sure enough, just as another jolt of electricity touched my left tit, he entered me with his cock with the dildo still in my ass. He fucked me hard, and slapped my face repeatedly. He then began to choke me, and I felt an orgasm wave over me just as I lost consciousness.
Evil Phone Sex Serial Killer Style
Have you ever gotten completely fucking turned on by a serial killer and just want some of the most evil phone sex with them? If not then, well I guess I am deranged and will embrace that shit happily! One of my biggest fantasies is done around necrophilia and a desire for castration phone sex calls.
The idea of having my own collection of real cocks to get off with when the need arises for necrophilia phone sex is really where the Serial Killer style came to be. Imagining being a notorious serial killer that mutilated men by castrating them after draining them of their seed just really got me hot. I imagine myself fucking my victim dry of all his seed and as I feel his final thrust of seed enter my sloppy cunt I reach up and slash his throat.
Blood pouring all over my bare breasts as I move him off of me. Watching his body grow cold I await rigor mortis to set in making that cock all nice and hard for me. As I watch I smear the blood of my victim all over my breasts masturbating with anticipation of mounting that dead corpse cock and squirting all over it before I castrate him. I will have had a nice collection of castrated cocks from a bunch of dead fucks.
Master’s Abuse Whore
I have a Master that does really dark and painful things to me. when I am alone and patching all the wounds and holes he has put in me I think about how much I want to be his victim forever. I know I cry when he slashes my tits or cuts off my nipples but I love how I am powerless when I’m with him. There are days where he is really angry and Master maims my snatch and asshole. He makes me assume the position with no panties on. My slick wet pussy exposed and in the air makes my knees shake in anticipation. I feel the hot burn of Master’s spiked whip dig into the skin and rip off chunks of my labia. Looking at the aftermath make me want to scream!! My pussy looks like raw meat but I know Master will pay for me to make it look brand new all over again. He treats me like shit then spoils me like a princess for being his abuse slut!
4th of July Fun~
I had so much fun on the 4th. I had been planning this all year. Slowly buying fireworks. sparklers can burn skin so nicely. fire crackers and bottle rockets. So many fun toys to play with. Then I just had to pick the right play thing. She was cute. Pig tails and a short skirt. such a cute little innocent face. I know right away she was meant to be mine. I followed her for hours before i got my chance. She was only alone for a minute but that was all I needed. I scooped her up so fast! I made my way to my as quickly as I could back home. Down in my dungeon. Of course I started the fun with burning her legs and arms. Listening to her beg for freedom makes my pussy drip! I just have to find the right guy to help me light her up!
Killer phone sex
It’s Fourth of July, and there is fireworks lighting up the sky, people drinking all over the place as they enjoy a hot dog. I’ve been wanting a hotdog really bad if you catch my drift, so I walk up to this group of guys. As I walk up to them they begin to notice my nice perky tits popping out of my bikini and my skirt that really exposes my juicy booty. All three guys greet meet and hand me a beer as we begin talking about all the cool fire works we were seeing up in the sky. It was getting late and people were getting trashed so they offered me a ride home just to save me the burden of looking for a ride. So I accept there invitation putting my full trust in them since they seemed nice.
We got to the car and suddenly I am struck with a beer bottle to the head, causing me to loose consciousness. I awaken naked tied up and gagged. I try to look around but my face is covered in blood. The three men come up to me wipe the blood off my face and show me a video on a phone of this blond girl laying unconscious while having three men fuck her senseless. One man is stretching out her shit hole while the other was fucking her pussy raw, and the last one was fucking her throat. It took ten minutes until I realized that was me in the video getting fucked. I screamed but it was no use I just felt really sore in my holes, and could feel they’re sticky wet come inside of me.
Just when I thought things couldn’t get any worse one guy pulls out this huge fire work that kind of looked like a stick of dynamite followed by fire spinners, sprinklers, black cats, and Roman candles all placed in a particular manner. I then had my gag removed so I could speak freely as the men drenched me in gasoline. I begged them to stop, asking to release me but it was no use. It was time for the main event, they lit the fire spinners which threw hot sparks at me burning my skin, but for what ever reason that didn’t ignite the gas the poured on me. Then came the black cats which started exploding all around me when suddenly four went off on my right foot causing my foot to get blown off.
I screamed as blood began to pour out of my missing foot when suddenly a Roman candle busted in the air not only muffling my screams but igniting the gas on me on fire. I screamed crying in pain as I tried to untie my self but all I could feel was my body burning. My pain was put to ease when the giant fire cracked which look like a piece of dynamite exploded inside my pussy causing me to explode into pieces. My body parts were scattered all over as pieces feel from the sky chard from the fire. People saw the amazing fire work display from a distance and clapped since these three men did give them a show to remember.
Should I keep her… or should I eat her?
I have been searching for the perfect thick girl to bring home.. I have not had any luck! I live in a huge city. You would think there would be someone dying to get out of the heat and make a few bucks. But damn all these bitches out here are skinny and look so hungry and dirty. I was looking for someone who would be easy to prep and pop in the oven… But I haven’t found that perfect one that I have wanted for a long time. I think I might just take one of these skinny bitches. Bring her home and make her nice and thick. Feed her the perfect blends of food to plump her up and make her meat tender.. I might even use her as bait.. Send her out in the streets to find her girlfriends and tell them promises. The moment they get to the car she is going to knock them out for us.. Fuck it would be so good to have the perfect meat when we just don’t want to go on a hunt anymore… She would be so perfect. SO plump, thick and juicy by the time she was really ready to slow roast over a low open fire. Basting her thick body with olive oil and a mix of herb seasonings. and a splash of red wine every so often to make the flame kiss her skin.. I do love a nice crisp skin..