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Lucky Bitch

The new slave had been here a week and you hadn’t touched her. She hadn’t eaten, and just lay tied up and crying all the time. She tried to speak to all of us, but we knew better than to say a word. If you heard any of us speak, we would lose our tongues. I was laying near her on the dirt floor and I saw her look down at my chest. My nipples had long since been gone, you had cut them off and made me chew them up and swallow them. I could see the horror on her face as I am sure she laid there wondering what had happened to them.

Then you came down to the dungean, and I recognized the knife. She was about to find out all too well exactly why none of your cum sluts have nipples. I watched her screaming as you dragged her to the middle of the room so we could all watch. I began rubbing my clit in anticipation of her initiation. Finally some pain to be dealt down. You cock was rock hard and I remembered the day you had removed my nipples and came right in the holes. Now it was this worthless bitch’s turn.

I watched as you took the tip of the knife and stuck it straight up under her nipple, and her screams began to turn into the kind you like – sheer pain. Some of the other slaves were rubbing themselves too as they watched. We are pathetic and worthless anyway, and this is all the pleasure we are allowed, so why not? She didn’t know how lucky she was, and how her body soon wouldn’t be able to live without the pain.

She would know how I feel every time you come to the dungeon. Hoping you pick me. Hoping you draw blood from some part of my wasting body. The knife cuts her nipple off and the blood squirts. I cum all over my fingers as I watch you shove it in her mouth. She still has fight in her and tries to resist. Little does she knowthat just makes you harder. I want to just crawl over and beg for your cum, but I am too afraid and I know she will get it today. Right inside those fresh holes you make in her chest. The lucky bitch.

Taking It To The Grave

taboo phone sex angieMy cunt was pumping out juice to the rhythm of my heart beat as I gathered the tools we needed for our midnight madness in the cold night air. I love to go exploring down old dirt roads. You never know what you will find and the other day I found a hidden treasure. An old graveyard, over grown with weeds, secluded and forgotten. The perfect spot for some fun by the light of the moon. It was chilly out when we got there. Fog hung low to the ground adding to the excitement and ambiance of it all. My nipples were hard but not from the cold night air, from the anticipation of unearthing the old graves. Opening old coffins and removing the remains of the bodies. The feel of the brittle old bones, the musky smell when the coffin lid is first removed, taking old relics and making them my own, rubbing disintegrating pieces of cloth or the remnants of hair against my body, it all serves to excite me in ways that are forbidden and taboo. Which just makes the lust and the desire so much more satisfying.  We got lucky on this one, the dead here must have been well off when they were alive. The coffins were not wood, but concrete and ornately decorated. They were well sealed and the remains inside better preserved then the graves of the poor of the day. One coffin in particular held the remains of a woman who was laid to rest with some beautiful old jewelry which I put on right away. Carefully moving her bones to one side, I laid in her coffin and used one of the bones to fuck my cunt until I came all over what was left of hr clothing. I took her skull with me to add to my collection. We didn’t get to unearth all the graves as the sun came peeking up over the horizon, we will go back tonight and finish what we started. We will never tell a soul how much we love taking it to the grave!taboo phone sex

Paralyzed Snuff Phone Sex Slave

I woke up on the table, naked and cold with something around my neck… a collar?  My head was clearing form the chloroform you used to get me here and I felt weak all over. The last thing I remembered was walking from the store towards my car and then you grabbing me from behind. I knew you had already fucked me while I was out, my pussy was on fire and it was so wet between my legs it felt like I had pissed myself. My tits were aching and burning like they had been whipped.

I looked up and there you were above my head. I tried to scream but realized I couldn’t move. You had given me something to paralyze my body. My heart began racing and I kept willing my brain to move my arms, legs, anything, but nothing was happening. I was trapped inside my lifeless body but able to see and hear and feel pain. It felt like a nightmare, but I knew it wasn;t. I could smell your lust sweat on me and the pain all over my body told me I was verymuch awake.

You pulled me by my hair to the edge of the table towards you. My head was dangling at the edge, right under your hard cock. You were upsidedown to me, but staring right into my eyes. Your stare made me even colder, as you pulled my mouth open with your hands and tilted my head back. You took your hard cock and rammed  it into my mouth so hard that it went directly down my throat. I choked but you showed no mercy. You kept fucking my throat as I lay there unable to fight.

Then you reached over me and grabbed my nipples. You pulled them towards the ceiling with all your strength. The pain shot through my body and I knew you wouldn’t stop pulling until you pulled them right off. I vomited all over your cock and you still keep fucking my face as I choked on it. My nipples finally started to give away, and one popped off. I could feel my blood – warm as it rolled down the cold outside of my skin. Then the other one opped offand my nippleless breasts bounced back to my chest.

I could smell the fresh blood, even though I couldn’t see it like you could. The sight made you fuck my mouth, filled with my vomit, even harder until you came. Your hot cum squirted down my throat and I swear I could feel it so deep that it seeped out of the holes where my nipples used to be. The cum mixed with my blood, drained from my chest as you removed your cock from my mouth. I was still choking as you put the chloroform back over my face. You softly said, “Until next time, my Snuff phone sex whore.”

Pregnant Cows

Mutiliation phone sexAren’t pregnant women beautiful? Doesn’t it bring a smile to your face every time you see one? That ‘glow’, the swollen belly, the pure joy on their faces? What the fuck is wrong with you?  There is nothing special about a fat swollen cow carrying around a parasite.  Something that sucks the very life from you.  Pregnant women are nasty.  Sweaty, complaining constantly, puking, pissing themselves, walking around thinking they are special because they have a lump of meat growing inside them.  So the fuck what? All female life forms can reproduce.

So now what do we have? A woman that forgot to take her birth control who is now super fat, huffing and puffing through the day acting like they are a queen.  Who gives a shit?  Not me.  I call them cows because that’s exactly what they look like.  Eating shit all the time, expanding to epic proportions.  The good thing about all this is, that cows get slaughtered.  That is right, cut up into nice bite sized bits.  And if that bovine just happens to be carrying a calf inside her, that just means double the protein.

You should never hold on to your anger

snuff phone sex I’ve got a little too much anger built up and I think it’s about fucking time to take it out on the most deserving pathetic victims. And I’ve got something in mind for sure. I’ve got this particular hate for those entitled drunk assholes. Always going out, never taking responsibilities. That’s why I’ve already kidnapped that oh so annoying and completely wasted couple I found wandering around downtown last night. They were so drunk they got right into my car thinking I was a taxi! This is why I won’t allow these pitiful fuckers to see another drunken day again. When they woke up it wasn’t so pleasant. I had my electric saw on and that hangover made them cringe and jerk. They are really going to be freaking out once they lose some limbs. My little mementos! They do as they always do – beg and cry and question me on why I am doing this – disgusting. But I absolutely lost it on that slutty skank when she touched me with her bloody, dirty hands. I started beating her face left and right blood was everywhere. It was turning me on; I put my pussy right over her face and started pissing in her mouth forcing her to swallow it. She was crying and choking on my piss, struggling to get away but who’s the true bad bitch here? Me, of course. That’s why when she began to talk shit like she was actually something I wrapped my hands around her dirty, bloody, piss covered neck and started showing her who was the fucking boss. And just before she left this world I stopped and she choked on air, so scared for her life. I’m not done with her yet and I haven’t even barely gotten started on her dumbass bitch of a boyfriend. It’s time to pick a torture because once I’m done playing it’s bye bye forever you little twits.

Worth the Pain

Pain can be such a release for a little fuck slut like me. I’ve been outcast all my life for being different and too thin and being too withdrawn. I was an easy victim for my latest Master. He has tortured me for months with needles and pain and humilation. Yet, once in awhile there was something almost kind about him. The way he would say my name at times, rather than just calling me a little cum dumpster. He would say it with a smooth silky tone, and let it roll off his tongue. And I noticed as much pain as he inflicted on me, he suffered his own pain. His cock stayed limp.

If he caught me looking, he made me pay dearly for it. He would stick needles through my clit and nipples and bruise me so badly that I felt it for weeks. Yet, he didn’t hide his flaccid cock. He had me so mind-fucked that for some reason I wanted to help him. I wondered if pain could help heal his mind the way it heals mine. Its a need, an addiction. Its the only thing that gets my cunt wet. So maybe, just maybe… I could try to turn the tables. Just once. I lay on my cot at night dreaming of what it would be like to inflict pain on him.

One night, ashe was arranging his tools to torture my little body on his table, I reached out and gently stroked his cock. He grabbed my arm so hard that I thought he broke it. He let go and then slapped me so hard I saw stars. But I persisted and reached out again and touched his flaccid cock. He raised his hand to strike me again, but caught my gaze and stopped. I took my chance and grabbed a clamp off the tool table. He watched my every move, but he didn’t say a word. I reached the clamp up to his cock and slowly opened it up.

I took the clamp and placed it on the skin right below the head of his soft penis. He inhaled like it was the first time he had felt anything. He grabbed my tiny breast as if to hold on to something. I took a needle from the table and inserted it through the head of his cock. He turned his head away, as if he couldn’t watch. I inserted another needle and added another clamp. I couldn’t believe my eyes – his cock actually started to grow! It was working… his cock needed the pain. No sooner did I think this before he turned his head back andlooked at me – furious – he reached down and yanked the clamps off and the needles out. His cock went down immediately.

He proceeded to torture my body for hours that night, never letting up with the clamps and needles and making me bleed from every hole I have. He was relentless. I had crossed the line… but I knew his weakness… and it was worth it. I knew one day I would try again.

Cum Shot or Gun Shot

 

I was home alone and thought I heard my back door open. My heart started to race and I turned off the TV. I listened closely but couldn’t hear anything over the sound of my heart pounding. I got up off the couch and made my way towards the back of the house. I was naked, and stopped to think maybe I should put some clothes on, but I was too afraid to take the time to do that.

I picked up a wine bottle I had sitting in my kitchen and continued towards the back door. I got one more step before they jumped me. It was two men, one with a gun, and they threw me to the floor. I screamed but I knew no one would hear me. My house sits on an empty road. They seemed to know it too and my screaming seemed to make their cocks hard. I was terrified and begged them not to hurt me. I told them I would do anything they wanted. The man with the gun pinned me down on my back and spread my legs.

He placed the hard tip of the gun right up against my clit and told me he would blow my clit off if I told anyone about tonight. I promised I wouldn’t, and begged him not to shoot my pussy. He kept the gun where it was and stuck his hard cock inside me. He was pounding my cunt so hard I was afraid the gun would go off. Thats when the other guy joined in, grabbing my tits so hard I knew I would be bruised. Finally he took the gun off my clit, but they kept it pointed at me, trading it back and forth as they both fucked all of my holes.

Staring down that gun whle two huge cocks pounded my pussy and ass scared the shit out of me, but at the same time made me feel so sexy and I came even though I tried not to. They laughed their asses off at my orgasms and right before they both came they put the gun to side of my head. They made me beg for them to shoot me with their cum instead of the pistol, and I did. I begged them – “Please… please… shoot me in my face with your cum…” They covered me in their hot juices and dropped me back to the floor. They stepped over me and left out the back door.

I laid there for awhile trying to get my mind around what just happened. Then I got up, hair and face soaked in cum, but alive. I went to the back door and reached for the lock to lock it. But something inside my pussy throbbed, and I pulled my hand away. I decided I would leave my back door unlocked from now on… the doubleshot I took to the face hadn’t been all bad.

 

Your lusty little secret!

snuff phone sex- macey finalI am here for the taking, look I am all alone just waiting for you and your friends. Bring as many as you like to play, the more the merrier.  My pussy needs a good pounding by a few big cocks at one time. God I am getting wet just thinking about you, and how you can hold me down and take whatever hole you want. Take my body over, fuck me hard, and don’t be nice about it. Rape me, I like it that way.

Bring your friends for a gang bang, so each one of you can have a turn abusing each of my fuck holes. I am cumming just thinking about you and your friends, holding me down and punching me. Tie me up, hit me, fuck every hole I have to offer you. Hurt me in the way that makes me cum for you.

snuff phone sex- maceyLook and see how bad I need your friends and you  to abuse me. Take me in every way you can, torture me, because the more pain I get the harder I will cum for you. My cunt is soaking wet, dripping down my legs just knowing that I will have cocks surrounding me. Taking anything and everything from me that they want. I even have a new play toy for you and your friends to torture my cunt with. I am laying on the table in this abandon warehouse all strapped and ready to get fucked, beat tortured, and rapped by all.

Hunger Games with Ivy and Taylor

Its that time of year – time for a new apprentice for you. I remember all the fucking sicko’s you let play with us in your dungeon in the past. Perverted sadistic old men who like to mutilate all of your slut whore slaves. I remember last year you had the pyromaniac guy. I still have the burn marks and brandings he inflicted as he jerked his cum all over me. You said I would get tomeet the new apprentice tonight. I knew that meant some new version of pain – you loved watching me be tortured by someone else.

I heard you coming down the stairs. And another set of footsteps. What hell would it be this time? Some sick ugly fuck that wants to bite my nipples off and chew them like gum? Some fat old perv who wants to circumsize my clitoris? Then I saw… HER. It was a fucking girl. Well, sort of. She looked like the devil but a female one. He introduced her as Ivy… She made some sort of sound, almost more of a growl than a moan. Then she smiled, and even in the darkness I thought I saw blood on her teeth. Her eyes glowed even though there was no direct light that would cause them to.

She looked at me like a starving person would look at a meal. Ivy’s gaze gave me the chills in a way that none of the men ever had. I felt my pussy start to throb despite my fear. She was barely any bigger than I am, so what the hell was wrong with me? I felt like she had cast a spell on me, and my head began to pound. I crawled over to her feet and looked up. She reached down with her sharp nails and grabbed my face. She threw me towards the table and told me to get on it and lay back.

I always do as I am told, and this bitch had some sort of power over me. My pussy was still throbbing, there was something about Ivy that screamed sex and although I knew somehow she was going to hurt me, I wanted her. I wanted to feel her and I wanted my blood to be on her teeth. I stretched my body out, trying to tempt her, showing her I secretly wanted it, and she began running her nails across my bare nipples. I pulled my hair back, exposing my neck, and I saw her hunger flash in her eyes. She leaned over me, put her fingers up my cunt, and I came as the bitch placed her sharp teeth against my throat. I closed my eyes and took in her scent as I became dizzy from her feeding. Then my world went black…

Cyber Stalking Our Victims

taboo phone sex goth girlDid you know we offer cyber text sessions? Same rate as our phone calls, and just as discreet. Some times when you are my accomplice, texting is easier and less noticeable when stalking. Like when you spot the bitch that made my life hell in school and you stalk her for me. We can cyber text back and forth as you follow the worthless whore at the mall. We can exchange ways to hurt her, plot ways to get rid of her body. And the best part, you can send me pictures of what you have done to her. I want to see her bound and gagged for me. I want to see the fear in her eyes. I want to see tears in her cheeks. I may even want to see her corpse to masturbate too,

Then once you have the bitch in the trunk of your car, we can text where to meet. Devise an elaborate plan for revenge. I will want your help, your input on how to snuff her. I get off on the bloody, graphic details of mutilation and torture. I know you do too.

bloody phone sex taboo snuffBefore long we are sexting because revenge, killing, torture turns us both on. I get wet thinking of that bitch suffering in pain, crying, begging for mercy. You get hard helping me kill the bitch I hate most in this world. We can have so much deviant fun texting back and forth. I am wet now with anticipation of stalking our next victim via cyber text sessions. Let’s cyber stalk and kill together.

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