Tag: Necrophilia Phone Sex

Have Hardcore Brat Sex With Dead Bodies

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He was the kind of sick pervert who needed to have brat sex with dead bodies.  Succulent sweet morsels who were cast out by society. I would lure these street urchins in and commence the torturing before he even got here. Slashing bodies with a cat-o-nine tails embedded with jagged pieces of glass. When he arrived with his mask on, I told him no need. We would be killing these fuck tots and they would never be able to say a word. As for me I knew of him, but did not wish to end up with the fishes. This was a man with a strong political affiliation and a millionaire. He had paid for these two. Blonde girls with no homes. He only wished to watch as I inflicted more pain. I took out my hunting blade and began cutting each little body. Until he stopped me mid cut and asked where the boy was. I grinned up at him and pointed to the closet. Inside he would find his treasure. A younger boy than these cruising bound in duct tape. The Little boy would be his desert after we finished killing these two. He had booked three hours with me and the first hour would be me fucking up perfect flesh of these girls and then he would finally spread there legs and fuck them as I broke each ones neck. But he would not cum just yet. He needed his little bratkin boy to fuck up the ass until he could see that cock bulge. And then I turned over his boy pocket pussy and he kissed him goodbye as I slit his throat and my man finally came! 

Killer Phone Sex Slut

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If you’re up for a killer phone sex experience, you should definitely give me a call. No, really. I literally mean it.  I want to talk about the fantasies I have about killing someone. I know it might sound bad to some people. If that’s you, just keep scrolling. But if you have been turned on by thoughts of the same nature, then we really should have a talk about that. It could go so many different ways – maybe you want to snuff me out or maybe you want me to kill you. But what I really hope you’ll pick is the third option.

I think we should kidnap someone and get rid of them together. But of course, we’re going to have a lot of fun with her. It’ll turn me on so much seeing you spread her legs and fuck her against her will. Maybe I’ll get a strap on and force it in her, too. But instead of her pussy, can I shove my strap on cock deep into her little asshole? God, that sounds so good. And then, we can kill her. How do you want to do it? I say we suffocate her – it isn’t as messy and you can fuck her one last time while you do it! Can’t wait to play with you!

Ass Rape Porn and Beheading

ass rape pornIt was an ass rape porn and beheading kind of encounter. He not only wanted my ass, he also wanted my head. Not in a figurative sort of way either. Brutal hardcore ass fucking was not all that he had in store for me, but I only signed up for a brutal butt fuck. I met him online. He seemed dark and freaky, but not deadly. I told myself that the worse thing that would happen would be I had to sit on a bag of frozen peas for a few days because he prolapsed my asshole. It was more than that. It started out like any other ass rape fantasy. Fingers in my asshole. Cock in my asshole. Fist in my asshole. I think I was a more seasoned anal whore than he anticipated. He never quite fucked my ass to my breaking point. I am not saying I do not have one, because I do. All women have a breaking point. My ass bled. My ass prolapsed. I screamed and I pleaded, but I did not break from the pain. I have been a cutter all my life. What I am seasoned at is being a pain slut. When I told him that it was doubtful that ass fucking would break me, I saw the wheels turn in his head. He left me for a few moments. When he returned, He had a big scary looking device. It was a guillotine. I have never seen one except in the movies. I thought it was a prop and he wanted to simulate a snuff porn. I was happy to be his star. I thought it was fake. He bent me over a bench with my ass in the air. My neck was right under the guillotine. As he was fucking my ass, he pulled a lever and then it was a butt fucking beheading. I died with my ass contracting on his cock. I never got to feel his warm cum in my ass.

Necrophilia Phone Sex Bundy Whore

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I used to think that necrophilia phone sex calls were weird, but I have seen the error of my ways. I’ll tell you what made me change my mind. I’ve always been a fan of true crime and when I started reading about Ted Bundy, I got SO turned on. I can see why women were enamored by him. If I’d been around when he was, I think I’d have tried to team up with him. Just imagine it – a two-person killing team. He’d have loved the fact that necrophilia turns me on since he used to have sex with the dead bodies of the women he killed. Mmmm. In fact, I wouldn’t really mind being one of his victims. Thinking about the fear and terror I’d be feeling makes my pussy really wet. I know he’d have a fucking scary look in his eyes, too, and that’s so delightful to think about. I wonder how he’d kill me? Maybe he’d even do it while fucking me. I think strangulation might be good, or maybe he’d slice me up and leave pieces of me everywhere. Wanna talk about my dirty necrophiliac fantasies? Just pick up the phone and call me and we’ll get it on.

Knife Play Phone Sex Slut

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Hello to all you sick fucks out there. Don’t worry – I’m not saying that in a bad way. I am a sick fuck, too, and I love meeting men who like the same things I do. Take knife play phone sex, for instance. It’s one of my very favorite fetishes. Don’t you agree that there is something so sexy about knives? That cold, shiny steel. The sharp edges being pushed up against my throat, tits, or even my pussy really gets me excited. That cold knife up against my warm flesh just makes my pussy tingle and start throbbing. Maybe you can fuck me while you slice and dice. Sure, I don’t always make it out of knife play fantasies alive, but oh well. Sometimes you just have to give in and let what’s going to happen, happen. And truth be told, snuff fantasies are so fucking hot. Use me. Cut me. Control me. Kill me. Go ahead and take the lead and make sure you are really cruel to me. Slice me up. Take me apart. No matter what you want to do during our knife play call, rest assured that I am your ready and willing victim. Are you ready? I know I am.

Is it cold in here or just me?

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As any good snuff girl should, I think about sex with dead bodies. You see I like to think about myself being killed and then someone enjoying my little body before it is thrown away or cut up. Them shoving their hard cocks into my mouth, pussy, ass and throat with little care as to how rough they get. They will use me as a little sex doll to get their pleasure from me until my body cools too much and I get stiff. Cut each of my hands off and curl the fingers up to use for jerking off cocks, slice my pretty feet off and send to those who are into fucking feet.  Remove my arms and legs and keep my torso in the freezer for use of my pussy and asshole later. Remove my head and pull the teeth out to make it easier to use my mouth for whatever they want to stick in it. Maybe toss my remains out into the dumpster that’s nearby and feed my insides to the local strays. They will keep all of the pieces that would be used for identification so that they can get away with this snuff scot free. They will be able to continue to use my pieces for years to cum with proper care!     

Last dance with Marley

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Tonight Daddy wanted necrophilia phone sex. He said that he had grown tired of me and instead of letting me go and him risking the chance of being in trouble, he decided to end my life. He gave me a lethal cocktail of drugs that he had gotten online and then started torturing me. He cut and stabbed me everywhere that he could. Hit me with a bat and when I lost consciousness he started fucking me until I drew my last breath. He then pulled his cock from my pussy and shoved it into my ass before the muscle tone was lost. He came in my ass and then sewed my asshole shut. He washed his cock off in my rapidly cooling mouth and then shoved it into my twat for the last time. He finished with carving his initials into my torso and then tossed my lifeless body into the pit out back for the coyotes to take care of.

Snuff Sex with a Vampire

snuff sexIf you are going to have snuff sex, why not cum hard one last time, right? I was in this small Ohio town recently with an interesting history. Over 100 years ago, a complete city just disappeared. All the inhabitants vanished in the night. I decided to investigate. I love a good mystery. I was in the middle of the abandoned city and my car broke down. I saw an old building on the other side of a wooded area. I went through the forest to see if I could find help or a gas station. Before I made it through the clearing, I heard a voice. I almost pissed myself. There he was in front of me. A tall handsome stranger. Brooding and scary at the same time. He opened his mouth and I saw his fangs. I was mesmerized. As he told me he could not let me live, I felt a strange calm come over me. I should have been pissing my panties, screaming or running as fast as I could. But I was in a trance listening to his calm and steady voice tell me he would fuck me before draining my blood. Now, I knew what had happened to the people of this town all those years ago. No one would believe me that a vampire had killed all the residents and now lurks in the woods. Of course, I was not surviving to tell anyone either. I did not want to die, but I was helpless against a vampire in the dead of night in the middle of Podunk Ohio. He fingered my wet cunt as he sunk his teeth into the throbbing vein on my neck. As I came on his fingers, his fangs sunk into my flesh draining me of my blood. I felt my body go cold. I passed out, but I woke up. Had it been a dream? No. He spared me. Not my life, but me. He gave me internal life. I will now live with him in the middle of nowhere for eternity.

Worthless Whore

Snuff pornHave you ever been so obsessed with someone that you would do anything for them, even die?

I have such a strong desire for my son! I know it is wrong, these urges that I get. I know I am a worthless whore and I know that I need to free him of my whorish sins!

But I never expected it to end like this!

He found me in my secret room, my shrine to the perfect life I have created. The secret pictures I took of his young body as he grew, plastered the walls. His old cum stained underwear from when he first started masturbating lay on my pillow, pictures of his girlfriends with my face taped over theirs, all these things surround me in my room.

I turned to see him standing at the door in shock. I begged him to look away as I lay naked, my pussy dripping at the thought of him!

I grabbed his wrist and drop to my knees in front of him, begging him to end my suffering as a worthless whore obsessed with her son!

His cock was staring me right in the face and I begged him to grant me one last wish.

He agreed as I started sucking on his hard cock! He wrapped his fingers through my hair pulling me hard unto his cock as he fucked my worthless whore face, choking me with every inch!

I fell back on the floor exhausted as I handed him a knife, “Please”, I whimpered, “Please, cut my dripping cunt out of my body so that I can be done with this unending yearning!”

Even the pain from the stabbing made me want him and I knew that the only way to stop my desire for him would be to end my life!

As he dismembered my bleeding body, my tits, my twitching cunt, and finally, my head, he looked around the room and saw how much I desired him and he could not lose that love!

He heard my voice whisper in his head as he picked my lifeless mutilated body up and lay each piece in place in my bed. He covered the pieces in my prettiest nighty as he laid down next to me and fucked my lifeless body one last time!

It was only after I begged him to end my worthless whore life that I would get my sadistic desires fulfilled!

 

 

 

Sex with Dead Bodies Because a Heartbeat is Overrated

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A heartbeat is overrated. That is why I prefer sex with dead bodies. The dead do not spoon. The dead do not want to know how your day was. The dead do not cheat on you. The dead do not argue. The dead do not try to control you either. When I was a young girl, I was a serial killer in the making. I did not harm animals, though. It is not that I do not value life. I just so not value HUMAN life. And with the way the world is now, I value it even less and I did not think that was possible. Every week, I hunt a few trolls on the Internet and have some sex with dead bodies. It is so easy to catfish a troll, especially in times like these. Internet trolls are basically the same. Underachieving males who cannot get over how bad their lives turned out. Now, they are middle-aged, hiding behind a computer and feel threatened by strong dominant women. I have a fake profile. I am not on social media because I give a fuck what you had for dinner or what your fuck trophy did at school. I am on social media to stir up shit and hunt. Bruce was my latest victim. I had been watching him bully women for weeks who did not agree with him. He was easy to catfish. My fake profile does not look fake. I have years of pictures and over a thousand “friends.” Mostly losers like Bruce who troll women to make themselves feel better about their sorry little lives. I am not Pro-life. I will kill anyone at any age who gets on my nerves. But I chimed in that he was so right. Fed his tiny little ego while I plotted making his heart stop beating. We met up Friday night. He was repulsive. A fat fuck with a dick as small as his pea brain I was certain. I skipped the sex with dead bodies fun with him because even when I stopped his heart, he still grossed me out. He never saw it coming. I made him think he was getting some Goth pussy, but I gutted him like the pig he was instead. I castrated his loser balls too. He screamed like banshee. I will admit, my cunt got wet. Not from his screams. Not because of any necrophilia fun. My cunt got wet because I stopped the heartbeat of a complete loser and his heartbeat was overrated. Is yours?

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