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Snuff Phone Sex ~ Bloody Cyber Text Sessions

Snuff Phone Sex Reagan

Everyone loves a good story. But I love a good horror story, don’t you? Would you like to be a part of my own personal bloody story? So much I can do with my fingers, my hands, my mouth, my teeth. When you call me and ask me for my stories of blood and gore, we have such a good time. I become your accomplice, you become my victim.. we hunt together and prey on the weak and lost. We kidnap and violate the young ones. We even violate the dead, and eat our masterpieces for dinner.

Can you imagine after all we have done, there is actually a way we can do more? Instead of just a phone call, you and I can spend time together in a world so sick and twisted it will make your stomach turn. For the same price of a phone call, we can sit very comfortably in our own quiet little world and chat to each other. Yahoo, Skype.. I am sure you have a mobile app for either. Text me from the comfort of work.. or hiding quietly from the Misses. or from the comfort of your computer desktop or laptop. I offer you a way you can be more than one person in our horror story.. you can be the young weak one, or even another gender.. how far do your sick twisted desires go? Mine go further than you can ever imagine. If you have ever had that urge and felt a phone call was not convenient.. give me a heads up and we can move to our own sick world and write our way to blood and gore. See you on the twisted side of life!

~Reagan, your Maiden of Malice~

The Taste Of Sin

snuff phonesex tasteWhat tastes better then blood? Thick and hot and full of sinful delight. She is on her knees before me. trembling with fear, tears streaking her face, naked, vulnerable, at my mercy. I feel the electricity coursing through me. Sweet nectar being released as my cunt contracts dispensing fluid that drips down my thighs freely. My nipples hard and erect, longing to be touched. I refrain from caressing them and the denial adds more arousal. A knife in one hand and a hand full of her hair in the other. Looking down on her sends a feeling of power coursing through me. I am superior, in control of everything except the sensations that this power brings, the lust that fills me. Yanking her head back so that I can look directly into her eyes, wide with fear I lower the blade to her throat. I can plainly see the pulse in her neck. Her heart is pounding with fear. Touching the blade to the pulsing artery she whimpers. I apply no pressure, not yet. I just run the blade lightly across her neck letting her feel the cold steel. We both know it’s coming but only I know when it will come. Adding a little more pressure to the blade I can see her skin breaking and small drops of blood form on the line where my blade is caressing her skin. Resisting the urge to make this swift, my cunt begins contracting faster and my cum is flowing in heavy gushes now. Finally I slit her throat and watch the blood squirt and drain down her naked and now limp body. Were it not for the grasp I have on her hair she would slump to the floor. Dipping my fingers in the blood I finally touch my nipples, pinching them hard, reveling in the sensation. Licking the blood from my finger tips I explode finally, relishing in the pleasure, releasing her hair and watching her slump to the floor. Sweet, fulfilling release!snuff phonesex angie

Babysitter phone sex with Moritia

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I hate babysitting. 

I hate it even more when I have to watch the little demons that my whore of a mother brings home.

They aren’t going to leave my house anyway so I have a little fun with them. 

My mother and her freak friends have brats to sacrifice to their goddess. 

What a stupid fucking religion. 

Anyway They have these  brats at home so there is no record of their existence.

These brats are stupid, they are kept at home they don’t go to school. 

So they really are just little useless fuck-tards. 

But they are fun to hurt. 

Like this last one. 

She was at the age where you become a woman, ready to be sacrificed and give her virgin blood to the goddess blah blah blah. 

I took her down to the basement where I have all my fun. 

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I tied her up nice and tight where the rope was cutting into her virgin body and so she was screaming because of the pain. 

I left her there for a few hours.

I went down stairs and found her sleeping. 

SLEEPING!!!

No fucking way, she doesn’t get to sleep in my fucking house! 

So I got this tiny stick that my mom likes to hit me with and I beat her with it until I got tired.

By this time she was screaming and moving so the tight ropes were getting tighter and cutting deeper and deeper into her flesh!

God that turned me on.. 

So I got the idea that if she is going to be giving to the goddess she has to be purified. 

I went upstairs to the bathroom. 

I got the bleach and the toilet brush.. 

I poured the bleach all over her virgin body, making her pain even more.. 

Then well if you don’t know what I did with the toilet brush then you should call me.. 

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A Twisted Tale

knife play phonesex karmaSnow White is one of my favorite fairy tales. Not because of all the sappy shit. Prince Charming and all that Happily ever after crap, but because of the idea of a huntsman looking to cut the heart out of a fair beauty. I often live out the fantasy my way in my mind. The huntsman would go find Snow with blood on his mind, his cock is hard thinking about the fear on her face when he approaches her, the silver blade glistening in the sun light as he raises it high in the air. He knows that when the blade pierces her skin and the blood spurts out of her chest he will cum hard from delight. However he is in for a surprise, she is ready for him with an evil plan of here own. Her pussy is wet with anticipation. She knows that when he comes for her she will pretend to be helpless and scared. This will be to her advantage and at just the right moment she will sink her blade into his flesh. He comes for her heart, she will leave with his brain. She will surely have a knee buckling orgasm when she peels the hair from his scalp and saws the top of his skull off, pulling the mass of grey matter that thought she was weak, the reason he lost his life in her hands, warm and dripping blood just as her pussy drips cum.

Yes, Master

The sound of your voice soothes me. When my phone rings, I get wet thinking of the needles and the fire they bring as you slide them in my nipples, one by one. You tell me I am a pathethic whore, as the pain sears through my breasts and takes my breath away. I love being your worthless bitch. You teach me to take the pain and withhold my orgasm until I have your permission.

One, two, three, and then four tiny needles. Left in my nipples as they swell and throb for you. Then its time for my sweet pussy lips. Six more needles you say. My whole bosy trembles as you slide them in each side. The ecstacy of the pain drives me wild, making me sweat like the dirty little pig I am. You insert some fast, some slow, and make me take each one as the worthless waste of space I am.

I play with my burning nipples as you do your deleicate pincushion work on my cunt. I keep my spindly legs open wide for you, just like you taught me, my sweet Master. There is one needle left. It is for my clit, and before inserting it, I watch you run the needle over your tongue. I want your saliva thru my clit and I beg for you to give me the pleasure of the stick. You slowly push the needle through and my vision blurs from the intense pain.

Now I am your pierced little pincushion. What I was born to be. The only thing I am good for. The only time I ever feel pretty. You flick my clit and I beg to be allowed to orgasm for you. Your  voice, so soothing and yet cruel, tells me I need to beg more. I would do anything for you, Master, and so I beg as you  tell me what a waste of air I am. At last, you say it.. “Cum for me, you little pain slut”, and as the words roll off of your tongue like strange music, I cum for you.

No Little Dick Men

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I hate when men act all big and bad and you get them home, drop their pants and they have a little button dick.

Are you fucking kidding me?

How the fuck do you think that tiny button dick is gonna get me off?

I don’t like little dick men.

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What can you even fucking do with that?

It so fucking tiny!

I made this bitch suck and finger fuck my pussy and he couldn’t even do that right.

For Christ sake you’d think he would have some fucking talent. 

After thirty five fucking minutes of this bitch wasting my time, I figured I’d do what gave me satisfaction. 

So I tied this tiny prick up.

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I started with beating his ass raw. 

Then I took my glass dildo and shoved it up his ass with no lub. 

He cried out in pain and I hit him on the balls. 

Don’t you dare fucking cry you little dick bitch. 

This is what you get for hiding that tiny button cock of yours. 

This went on for hours. 

I had him tied up in my bedroom.

I’d beat him for a little while, and when I got tired I’d lay down on the bed and watch some tv. 

Every time that fucking bitch cried, or looked at me the wrong fucking way I’d hit him. 

When I was finally done with him, I told him he was mine forever. 

If he told anyone about this, his next time here would be worse. 

He will not be  leaving. 

Home Invasion Phone Sex * Broken Home

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We had entered the house around the time when all the lights had gone out. We waited silently for the opportunity to enter the house undetected. When we entered the living room through the veranda window.. it almost seemed too easy. But I guess that’s the way these uppity cunts lived. They liked having their safe bubbles. And it only took one vicious person to burst that. Home invasions always made my pussy so wet. The adrenaline ran through my body and seemed to explode in my sex.

We went through this little middle class house room by room. Setting up the scene. And than it was time to get the masters of the house involved.

He went in the bedroom upon my command and dragged them out. Gun in the wife’s back, knife to the husbands neck. We tied the husband to the chair in the kitchen and my accomplice proceeded to cut off wife’s pajamas. I loved watching him work. He held that knife like it was his offspring.. pushing the tip up to her neck. You could see the flesh almost separate and allow the blade in. He turned and asked hubby if he wanted his wife to die tonight. Crying the husband begged to be let go. We could take his woman, have her as our own, just please leave him be. What a coward.

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Little wife started to cry and scream.. begging to not hurt her husband.. She was willing to sacrifice herself for the man she loved. How sweet! My accomplice took her then. Ravished her naked body and violated her cunt. Asking the husband along the way what he could do to his wife. The husband begged and begged .. take her. Take her. I noticed a change in the wife as my accomplice unloaded his dirty hot cum inside of her. She looked him in the eye, and begged him to let her kill the coward.

I started to laugh, she finally realized that her husband would never defend her in her time of need. He would only think of himself! I agreed and that half naked, abused, and violated cunt took a pair of scissors off the table and cut his throat in one swift motion.. “You Coward!” she yelled.

We left her be that night. Broken home, we should be returning soon I thought.

Home Invasion Phone Sex Reagan

 

Sweet fuck holes

violent phonesex maceyI am here waiting, wanting, needing to be abused. It’s been two days since my last party. I need meat sticks, and a bunch at one time. I am hungry for cum. I need you to throw me on the ground, drunk and not understanding what is even going on, and fuck me till I hurt. Where are you? Cum find me, party with me, and take every one of my sweet fuck holes that you want. Bring all your friends, we will make a party out of it. Bring alcohol, drugs of all kinds. Get me fucked up, and beat up every dripping wet spot I have. I need you to cum take your aggressions out on me with your cock. Please I need to be punished, and you and your friends are the only ones who can do it. We will make a night of fucking, skull fucking, and raw abuse that I crave so much, I even love you to forcefully take my ass. Bring me the pain, and the abuse, and you wont be sorry. I’m a cum slut, and I am waiting for you.

New Jewelry From My Master

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We all know how master is when it comes to me, his pet. The one he uses and the one he pleases. My master loves to have control over me and does NOT like it when other people men or women even look at me wrong. I was allowed to go with master to the store so that I could help him get all the things that we needed for the house. I was eager to get out and breathe some fresh air. Maybe do a little site seeing, just the places that master will take me. I am not allowed to venture out on my own yet. We were in the supermarket and I would say I was dressed appropriate, master even approved of my outfit. Wasn’t too short or too glamorous. We were getting something we needed off of isle 7. A mean looking man walked by, bumped my master and called me a slut. We just kind of blew it off, it was not much that we needed to get upset over.

 

But once we were done shopping and getting ready to check out the same man ended up behind us in the check out line. While I was helping master load the groceries up on the counter that man came up behind me and smacked me on the ass and started grabbing it. I just knew master was going to hurt him. I was trying to talk to master telling him its okay and not to do it in public. We checked out and headed to the car. Loading them into the backseat then hopped in the car. Once we were in the car I could tell how pissed with that man that master was. So I leaned over and started rubbing my master’s cock. Getting it nice and hard for me. I leaned down and took his head into my mouth. I heard master sigh like that was exactly what he needed. I sucked him really good. I took him deep into my throat making me gag on his cock. He fucked my mouth and shot his load down my throat.

 

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By then the same rude man was coming out the store and putting his groceries in his car. When he left we followed him. Followed him to his house. Sat outside and scooped him out. To see if he lived alone or what was up. We found out that he lived alone, so we went back home to take the things to the house. I unloaded and put up the groceries while master was in his room. He came back out with his black bag around the same time I finished up. We got back in the car and headed to that mans house. We knocked on the door and when he realized it was us, he was shocked and master pushed his way through the door. Knocked the man on the head and we drug him to an available chair and tied him up.

 

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When he woke up, he demanded to know what was going on. And master told him for his actions today there was to be a punishment. The next thing I knew master was grabbing tools out of his bag and just started puling the mans teeth out. You could probably hear him screaming from a mile away, but i guess it was a good thing he lived far out in the country. With each tooth master was telling him what he did wrong and that I was he pet, no one puts their hands on me unless he gives them permission. There was a lot of blood coming from his mouth. I swear master gets off giving people pain. That day I seen a man have all of his teeth pulled out, how much pain my master was able to inflict with not even putting his best effort and I got new jewelry that my master made all by himself.  I say all in all, a day full of shopping and torture, it ended pretty well. I don’t think that man will be bothering anymore ladies……. hehehe

 

 

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A Sadist in Sheep’s Clothing

torture phone sex mommy bloodyEvery now and then I encounter a very sadistic man. A man who truly believes women are worthless whores on earth only for their pleasure. And that no matter what they do to a woman, it is justified because we are all just whiny, bitchy, cunts who do not deserve to live. I met such a man recently. On the outside, seemed like any other hipster. Owned a little coffee shop I went to daily, liked music, college educated, easy to talk to. That is how he trapped me. I felt safe with him. Felt like he really wanted to just be my friend. I get lonely. My husband is long gone, and my son travels a lot with his job. So when David invited me to his place for dinner, I accepted, totally clueless about what was in store for me.

He slipped some sort of roofie in my drink. I woke up bound and gagged in his basement on his work out bench. He was standing over me with an evil smile. I saw on the wall a plethora of torture devices. Now I am rather accustomed to extreme bondage devices, but what I saw looked more like the tools of a serial killer. Knifes, saws, an ice pick, dental and surgical tools, a flame thrower, drills, hammers… All deadly and painful instruments. He grabbed a pair of pliers and held my nose tightly, forcing my mouth open and for no reason other than his sick pleasure, pulled one of my teeth out from the root. He was a true sadist. The pain was excruciating. I could taste the blood. He said, “Now you aren’t so pretty. All pretty women are whores.” I was crying and shaking. He got tired of hearing me and shoved a ball gag in my mouth which made me choke on my own blood.bloody phone sex sadistic torture

The next tool of pain he brought out was a scalpel.  He began making small cuts all over my torso like some Dr. Demento. He sliced my breasts up, made a trail of cuts down my stomach. He then dripped hot wax into my wounds. The wax slowed the bleeding, but the pain was awful. He laughed at my tears. What he pulled out next horrified me. He had a torch flame like welders use.  He told me there was nothing more intoxicating than the smell of burnt flesh and a whore’s tears. He fired it up and aimed it straight for my stomach. He didn’t leave it on long enough to set my whole body on fire, but he did take a layer or two of skin off my belly.  It hurt so much I lost consciousness.

I woke up in my car, back in my clothes. I thought maybe it was just some horrifying dream, but then I checked myself in the rear view mirror. I was missing a tooth. The bloody roots still hanging from where the tooth had been. The pain really hit me. I lifted up my shirt, revealing a charred stomach.  He had cauterized my wounds so I was not bleeding, but it was horrible looking, very raw,  and even worse smelling. I wanted to wretch. I searched for my keys, trying to figure out if I could even drive. I found a note in my purse that said “Tell anyone what happened Blair, and that pretty little face you love so much gets burned.”

There are sadists all around us. Men who take extreme pleasure in hurting and degrading women. You would think by now, I would be better at recognizing them. Are you a sadist in sheep’s clothing? DO you harbor dark desires like David?