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I’m Not Always The Victim

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I bet that you’re tired of these training wheel Dommes that just dip into the shallow end of the BDSM pool. You know that you’re capable of enduring so much more than some light spanking and ass worship. What you need is a cruel and evil Domme. You need to call me and give yourself over to my sadistic phone sex desires. Get your hand off of your cock and read carefully. Do you want to tell me what your limits are? It’s like this, slave. Your limits are up to and including death. You better be prepared to sacrifice yourself to my inner demoness.
Are you afraid? You damn well should be, you should be mortally terrified. I’ll drive you to the edge of your sanity and stretch your pain threshold until you’re a quivering mess of blood and cum and you can’t even remember your own name. Fuck politeness, fuck safe sane and consensual. I am here for more, faster, harder, rougher and I am taking you down with me. I can smell your metallic blood from here and it smells like wicked rapture to me. Your life is going to be snuffed out for my sadistic pleasure.

Till Death Do Us Part

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I had the nastiest dream the other night that would make for a wonderful necrophilia phone sex roleplay. I’m blushing now as I think about it, but I’m also feeling the urges bubble back up. I dreamt that I was alone overnight in a funeral home and that I was so turned on by the thought of necrophilia that I indulged the fantasy. In my dream I walked into the funeral parlor and there was a beautiful man lying in a mahogany casket. He was dressed in a suit jacket and it made me wonder what he was wearing below the waist. That part was hidden in the bottom half of the casket.
I opened it and he had the matching pants with the suit, but his cock was still hard. I looked around to make sure that I was alone as I yanked up my skirt and removed my panties. His pants were off in seconds and I was on him. My wet slit was taking his cold hard cock. I couldn’t believe that I was riding him. I looked out at the empty seats in the parlor and imagined being watched. It sent a shiver through me and pushed me to my orgasm. I need to roleplay it soon.

Dark Frozen Doll

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Don’t let my sweet appearance fool you because when the day is done and the sun has set a new time begins. The night belongs to the dark ones, the wild ones, the sinful ones. When the moon rises as do the human monsters that lurk in the shadow. It’s time for you to pick up your phone and dial up your phantom lover for some intense gothic phone sex. I’ll be waiting for you in strands of black fabric arranged to tempt and taunt you. I’ll give you peaks of my long slender neck, my milky breasts, my smooth legs and to top it all off I’ll be waiting with an innocent doe eyed face.
I’m the picture of a gothic Lolita and you can’t help yourself when the blood runs hot and your teeth are on edge. You have to take that innocence down to it’s death, bloodied and broken. It’s not your fault that you hunger for something entirely depraved is it? No one is at fault for the fact that you lust for my blood in all ways.Take me from this wretched world, save me from the terrors of the daylight. Let me sleep forever as a beautiful dark doll frozen in time at your hands.

Slice & Dice

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I met this guy who has the same sick ass twisted mind like me. We decided to go out for a date and have a little fun. Our mission was to catch a slutty prostitute whore then bring her back to the hotel and rape fantasy all of her cum holes. Let’s just say we did everything as planned and then some. I stayed at the hotel and he brought the slutty cum guzzling whore back. She laid on the bed and spread her legs wide open for Michael to enter his hard stiff cock into her pussy. Before she could even blink I gutted the bitch like a fish. Michael never flinched and continue to fuck her bleeding now lifeless body. Whores are never worth anything anyway. Dead or alive they are only good for a fuck. Michael says the pussy is even better dead than alive. He says upon death it swells up around his cock. I laughed an evil laugh and continued to watch Micheal fuck this worthless whore. Her body split open from the top to the bottom. This made my flesh crawl but my cunt even wetter. Can you get my pussy to cum by being my accomplice? We can find a pretty little whore to kill or maybe even someone you know.

 

Home Invasion Sex is so Hot

Home Invasion Phone SexSo, me and daddy were bored one day so we gathered a few friends, loaded up some supplies and jumped in daddy’s van and headed to the burbs. We drove around looking for just the right house. We found the perfect little house, complete with a picket white fence even. Daddy parked down the road and I went up to the door and rang the doorbell. The mom answered the door and I said I had broken down a few streets over could I borrow the phone. Being the naive bitch, I knew she would be, she invited me in. I closed the door behind me making sure it was unlocked for daddy and friends. She led me to the kitchen where they were having family dinner. At the table sat the father, young son, young daughter and a teenage daughter. I could barely contain my excitement. Just then daddy and friends invaded the house. We easily overtook the family and hog tied them with zip ties. I was so turned on right now. What would be the most evil, sadistic way to violate this family? Hmmm…. First, we decided to party with their booze and some of their prescription perc’s. My pussy was dripping just watching the terror in their faces. I decided I would make that teenage slut lick my pussy for her entire vanilla family to watch. It was amazing, the mom and dad cried while I forced her to lick my clit until I came. Next daddy pulled those shorts down and bent her over the kitchen table and fucked her right in the ass to the horror of the table guests. OMG I was so hot. Daddy slit her throat right there and the blood poured onto the table. Daddy’s friends laid her dead body across the table and fucked her dead mouth and pussy at the same time. It was wonderful. We decided to leave her dead body there so they could come and fuck those dead holes whenever they wanted as we continued to party. Next up I am thinking will be that sweet young girl. Now what to do with her………………. To be continued.

Sex with Dead Bodies is the Only Way to Fuck

sex with dead bodiesSex with dead bodies is uncomplicated for me. I can get off and be done with it you know? A man serves me no purpose except as an accomplice. And that is only because he is paying me and helping me to kill. When it comes to romance, I have no interest in that. I like to fuck. But I don’t enjoy pillow talk, foreplay or snuggling. That is why when I find a man I am attracted to, I kill him. I am just like a praying mantis. I must be patient. It takes a couple hours for rigor mortis to kick in. Postmortem rigidity does wonders to a cock. It is the only way for a sick bitch like me to get off because as soon as one of you morons starts to talk, I have lost all desire to fuck. I was horny last night, and the morgue had nothing I was interested in, so I went hunting. I found Trevor, a handsome black man with a huge bulge in his jeans. I spiked his drink, took him home and killed him. I waited about 2 hours and that black cock was as hard as it ever would be again. I rode him until I came so fucking hard. I got laid and now I have some dark meat for Thanksgiving dinner too. That is what I call a win-win situation.

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Necrophilia phone sex Is something only the most demonic, evil, vile Bastards love. Well I fucking love it too. I have had my eyes on a little pageant bitch for days. Blonde beautiful curls and such a sweet face. What caught my eye was her tiny fat pussy making a camel toe in her leotard.  You cock liked it too. So much that you said you would forward a large sum of money if I kidnapped her mommy and her. They put up a bit of a fight and I broke her mothers neck as I shoved her in my trunk. But the shock of traveling two hundred miles with her dead mother made that fuck tot sedated. I had you sweet slutkin laid out and stripped naked for you, but you decided that cold stiff pussy of her mothers was by far the thing you wanted first, and last. After you violently force fucked that angel face you went back to her mothers corpse as I cut that sweet angel face limb by limb. My pussy came several times as you had you feast of sex with dead bodies.

Over My Dead Body

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Do you ever find yourself fantasizing about necrophilia phone sex? I mean, you would be having sex with a partner who could never say no. She could never talk about to you. You can do whatever you want with her whenever you want it. I mean, just think about it. You can fuck her mouth or ass whenever you have the desire to. And you don’t ever have to worry about her needs when you’re fucking. Because, let’s be honest – dead women don’t have any needs, except maybe a defibrillator and we both know you’re not going to be getting that for her.

A lot of people might think it’s weird to be fantasizing about necrophilia, but I don’t. I’d be more than happy to be that dead girl for you. Maybe on our call you can snuff me out and then have your way with me. You can fuck my body as many times as you want to. I won’t be able to say no. There’s no way I can tell you I am too tired. Doesn’t that sound like a really fun way to spend a night? All you must do is call me so we can get this twisted party started.

Sex with Dead Bodies

sex with dead bodiesI was at a Halloween party with this guy who said he loved having sex with dead bodies. I thought he was joking until he showed me his morgue ID. He works at the county morgue. I have heard about creepy shit like this, but thought it was just urban legend. He asked me if I had ever fucked a dead man. I had never even thought about it until he told me when the cadavers first come in, the men have hard cocks from rigamortis. I started thinking about all those stiff dead dicks attached to men who couldn’t hurt me, who couldn’t shame me either. I know I am a taboo phone sex slut, but this was extreme taboo even for me. We got high together, and he took me to where he works. Signed me in as a visitor. I was walking around with the dead. I was scared and aroused at the same time. He found this black young gang banger who was shot just hours ago. He was on the slab awaiting process of the body. My new friend processes cadavers of crime scenes. He worked quickly to get the DNA evidence he needed for the police so the cock would still be stiff as a board. When he was done, he told me to hop on the cock and take it for a ride while I could. My morgue buddy jacked his cock watching me fuck a dead man. The dead man’s cock didn’t feel dead. It was warm and twitching inside my pussy. I felt wickedly sinful. I had never even thought about necrophilia before. Now, I may never stop thinking about it. I came so hard and so did my buddy. He didn’t mind sloppy seconds because there was no cum in me. Dead men can fuck but they can’t cum.

Fantasy Phone Sex Call

fantasy phone sexI love a hot fantasy phone sex call. I arrived at the castle by mistake. As a cop, I was out looking for missing girls. My community has had a rash of young girls disappearing into the night lately. I was following a hunch and I drove out to the outskirts of town. There was this majestic castle. It has long been shrouded in mystery. Many people have tried to scale the walls and take pictures. No one ever seems to return. I started thinking maybe that is where all the girls are. It makes sense. No one knows who lives there. Young girls just don’t vanish. I scaled the wall to check it out. It was weird though. It felt like I was being called to the castle. I managed to get in, but a shadowy figure caught me as I was taking pictures. The moment he touched me, I felt paralyzed. I felt captured. He mesmerized me with his eyes. I asked who he was, and he pointed to an ancient picture hanging on the wall. I told myself it wasn’t possible because he had not aged a bit. That was when I saw no reflection in the mirror. He was a vampire. I knew I had to escape, but he froze me with his eyes. I was powerless. Suddenly, it all became clear to me. This was were all the missing girls were and I was to be the next missing girl. As he crawled between my legs, I saw his fangs before he bit down on my inner thigh and started to drink my blood. I came. I was being exsanguinated. I was dying, yet I was aroused. If this was snuff sex, sign me up. He was powerful and sexy and deadly, very deadly. My orgasm was the last one I had as a mortal woman.