November 1st – The day that the living visit with, and celebrate the lives of, their deceased loved ones and friends. This past All Saints Day, I found myself wandering along outside of a graveyard which just happened to be along the stretch of road I was hitching. There were no cars, it was a secluded cemetery along a stretch of country road that had seen better days. I didn’t see anyone, so imagine my surprise when 3 men walked out from the wooded area at the furthest end of the cemetery, talking and laughing. Well, being cautious, I kept an ear out for them, making sure that I knew where they were, trying to protect myself without appearing to protect myself so as to avoid drawing their attention. It was too late, though; they had seen me, and they were headed my way. I started to slowly increase my pace, but before I knew what was happening, I was being tackled from behind and toted bodily to the mausoleum in the center of the graveyard. Apparently they had used this mausoleum before, as it pushed open easily. They laid my body down on top of the sarcophagus in the center of the mausoleum, and they stripped me down, 2 holding me down while the 3rd removed my clothes. They fucked me in that mausoleum for HOURS. By the time I got to go free, it was well beyond dark, and I felt like the spirits around me were angry.
Tag: Rape phone sex fantasies
Snuff Porn Halloween
Snuff porn Halloween? Hell yes. Always with me. I am a sadistic bitch who loves passing out candy to little whores and bastards. Nowadays, they all come trick or treating without parental supervision. Parents are so dumb. They don’t warn them of the dangers of taking candy from strangers. Last night I had some special candy reserved for a couple of the right trick or treaters. They came to me at the end of the night. I offered them fresh chocolate laced with a potent drug to render them helpless almost immediately. Puffer fish toxin. Highly toxic, immobilizes folks so you can do whatever the fuck you want to them without them screaming or squirming. They are awake, alert and can feel every bit of pain. I carried them to the basement so I could lay them down next to each other on a sheet of plastic for easy clean up. A boy and a girl. Siblings I believe. I took my knife and stabbed the little angel first. Not how you would expect either. I stabbed her cunt. Pretty much scraped about her girl parts. Her eyes welled up in tears form the excruciating pain she felt. Her brother was in tears too, feeling helpless to aid his sister. Me, I was wet as fuck. The world doesn’t need more brats to feed. As she laid there slowly dying, bleeding out, I turned my attention to her brother. Where to begin? I shoved my knife up his ass. I fucked his little boy ass until it was a bloody pulp. Then I cut off his baby dick and shoved it in his sister’s mouth. I thought it was funny. A nice Halloween trick. The puffer fish toxin was beginning to wear off , but at that point it didn’t matter. Too much blood had been shed for them to fight back. I watched them die as I masturbated. Happy Halloween to me.
Dark Desires
Halloween yesterday was intense and hardcore and I am still reaping the benefits. There were a lot of slutty girls dressed up last night and I couldn’t help myself at all. Halloween brings out the darkest in me, all those rape fantasies and snuff fantasies and beatings…they make me ruthless. I ended up bringing 3 girls home last night. Some of them are dead now, I got to do whatever I wanted to do with them with him by side. We beat them, stabbed them and choked them. We pissed and shit on them and made them eat their own puke. We got a good range of ages, super young, young enough and teen. My pussy was so wet when I sat on their faces and made them lick my cunt. They cried into my pussy as they licked and were forced to take his massive cock. I laughed and taunted these girls as we destroyed their holes and their dignity. This is what we’re for ladies, learn it now! Ha, but you can’t quite learn anything if you’re dead can we? Mmm, there’s one left over from my dark desires and I am thinking something bloody…
Halloween was made for snuff sex!
Halloween is a glorious holiday for people like me, all those brats running around unsupervised, they are ripe for the picking and perfect snuff sex victims. They literally come right to your door basically offering themselves up for sacrifice! I have found that the key to success on Halloween is to decorate your house fully and feel free to make it scary too… just not TOO scary. You want it to seem like a safe place for the little ones to stop at, you don’t want them too scared to even approach your door. Also, don’t just snatch up the first little whore that comes to your door, you need to be careful! Some of these brats will have their parents with them and you do not want to catch any parent’s eye, you want to be practically invisible, just another piece of the scenery. When the perfect victim comes along you will know it, she will be all alone and a little nervous but if you are patient with her you will be able to get her inside without anyone hearing her scream. That’s when the real fun begins! She gets passed around to everyone and gets thoroughly fucked before we finally toss her broken bloody body into the oven to cook for our Halloween feast. It is a truly glorious tradition that I eagerly anticipate every year!
They thought I was a witch…
I came to find out that all of the little brats in my neighborhood seem to think that I am a witch. I know that I am an evil woman and yes, scary even, but a witch? That was something that I had never considered myself but if the little brats wanted a fucking witch, I was going to give them one! It was difficult to lure them into my yard because they were all terrified of me but it is Halloween season and I had a huge bowl of candy that they just couldn’t resist. Once they were on my porch they were mine… and no one could see me snatch them all up and carry them inside. I was screaming at them, telling them that they were all going to be victims of this witch and that after I killed them I would cook them into stew and feed it to their grieving parents and they were so fucking terrified that they all pissed themselves in fear! One by one I made sure to fuck all of their tiny little fuck holes and then drop them into my giant cauldron filled with boiling broth. I sure hope that their parents all enjoy my special Halloween Stew…
Sexy snacking
There’s something extra evil, and extra naughty, about accomplice phone sex. Snuff sex itself is so fucking nasty and hot by itself, but the imagery of helping someone capture, fuck, and tear apart makes my pussy squirt almost instantly. Now, add cannibalism phone sex to that, and oh my fucking GOD do I get off hard.
I picture you and me, people watching in a dark corner of a goth club. You’ve dressed me as slutty as you could. Every curve is accentuated and shown off perfectly. I do so love your tastes. You pick out some sexy little Asian all by herself in the bar, and tell me to go buy her a drink and bring her to the table. On the way I roofie her drink.
When she’s starts giggling and swaying, we walk her outside, down a few blocks to our car. Stupid little cunt thinks we’re going to driver her home. Hahaha!
We get back to yourhis place. The little bitch has passed out. That’s good, easier to get her where we want her. We park in the garage, as soon as the door drops we unload her. She’s so small, it’s easy to pack her to the basement chamber I’ve helped you build. We put her wrists in the irons we have hanging from the ceiling. While she’s dangling, you cut all her clothes off. She looks so tiny and pathetic. Nice, perky brown tits, and the tiniest bush over her cunny.
She starts to stir, she’s crying and whimpering, begging for us to let her go. It doesn’t fucking matter, no one will hear her screams down here.
You shove everything you can think of in her pathetic holes, gaping and splitting them open, before fucking the shit out of her. I start slicing the bitch open, collarbone to pelvis. And while I grip your dick from inside her body, you pump a massive load of cum into her womb.
I’ve always enjoyed having dinner well marinated before we eat.
Ass Rape Porn – Gas Station Restroom
It was really late at night when I found the gas station along the isolated road I’d been traveling. The lights were on, and the place looked relatively clean; there was a man at the counter who appeared to be reading something. I decided to chance it – using a bathroom instead of the woods is always nice. The man behind the counter never once looked up as I walked in, passing everything to hit the restroom. I did my business, taking my time as I always did when I found a restroom along the way. I washed up at the sink, making sure to clean places that the road made sure got nice and gritty in my sweet little skirts. I never heard the door open – I just felt hands press me into the wall, crushing my face into it, as a cock jabbed up hard between my legs. It found its way, first, into my cunt, using the moisture I’d applied only seconds before to slide right in. He rammed into me a few times, making sure I got wet in the process, before pulling that right back out and jamming it into my ass. I screamed, though it was muffled by the wall my face was crammed into. He fucked me for a good while, there in that bathroom in the middle of nowhere. The entire time, my face was pressed into that wall, and when he finished with me, my face had the impressions of the wall itself temporarily tattooed onto it. I fixed myself as best I could and moved along.
Haunted House Rape Fantasy
I thought a haunted house would be the perfect place to try and get another rape fantasy fulfilled. Well, shit I was right! I dressed to kill, in very short skirt and a bra top. No panties.. I figured it would be easy access for my aggressor. So, I went to the haunted house and hung around outside for awhile and made myself seen. I meandered in and backed Into a dark corner in a room equipped with a strobe light. I couldn’t be seen by most people that were passing through, but there were members working the haunted house that knew that I was there. I only waited about thirty minutes before I felt the tug on my hair and hand covering my mouth. Finally, I thought but I struggled to make things interesting. My hair was pulled tight and a hand went around my throat and began to choke me. Flipped onto my belly, I could feel his hot breath on my neck as I felt him put his cock into my ass. After raping my ass, he got hard again real quick and gave my pussy a good pounding.
Strangulation Phone sex Fantasies
Strangulation phone sex something that gets your dick hard? Apparently my step son has strangulation fantasies I knew nothing about. I was sound asleep last night when I was awaken by cold hands on my throat. I thought it was a joke, but I guess the joke was on me. I looked up and saw my step son’s face. I could smell the alcohol on his breath. He had been drinking heavily. He is a very mean drunk. He wanted to fuck me, but I was not high. Plus his dad was in the house. I fought him, but he just kept tightening his grip around my throat. I was choking. I could feel pressure building up in my head and my eyes. I was kicking until I passed out. When I woke up his cock was shoved down my throat and his fist in my ass. As soon as I came too I started struggling again. His fist left my ass and went back on my throat. I clawed at his hands, but he was strong. He has always resented me for marrying his father because I was the mistress. I could feel the rage in his grip. I kept passing out and waking back up with his cock or fist in a fuck hole. I felt helpless. He was getting off on torturing me. I managed to elbow him in the balls and get away. It was momentarily because when I saw my face in the mirror I was horrified. I was blue. Purple veins were popped out in my head. My eyes were blood red. I looked like the Bride of Frankenstein. In my pause, he regained control and was angrier than ever. He bounced me off the wall dizzying me. I slumped to the ground where he violated me repeatedly for hours. He scares me. One of these days he is going to kill me right under his father’s nose.
Trick or Torture
There is a haunted house of torture…they really exist. I would know because every year whenever he is bored with me he has me come up with the sickest haunted house I can! There are no treats when the little ones and their whore sisters or mommies ring the door. There’s simply pure tricks and torture here as they take the punishment my Daddy and I will have no choice but to bestow upon them. The house will appear fun for others but the real screams of terror will come from a mother and naughtier, each will get their nipples cut off and still have to act like everything is normally even as the blood flows outta their tits, they’ll be waiting to be fucked. Rammed like little whores even if they fight it! They are learning that pain is the only thing that works around here…They’ll soon see their place in life I’ll teach it to them all for HIM! He owns me, after all.