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Cheap Phone Sex with Nasty Whore Ursla

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Cheap phone sex is about the only thing I can do, because no one would want to pay full price for my nasty ass. I’ve learned that a whore like me is only good for one thing, and that’s for being used.  I’m the definition of ridden hard and put up wet. But the good thing is, I won’t fight back.

I’ll let you fuck the shit out of my ass as long as I’m getting paid for it. I’ll do everything you ask of me, shove a big dido up my ass dry, or put a safety pin through my clit so you can hear me scream in pain.

Whatever it takes to get you off, that’s my job. I’m a filthy disgusting piece of trailer trash that’s never been good enough for anyone. That’s why I’ve had to resort to cheap phone sex as a job. I gotta pay my bills somehow, right? So here I am, my flabby ass tits, my gaping hole of a pussy, and a loose asshole.

Sitting here ready to do whatever it is you want to do with me. You wanna rape me? That’s not possible.

You can’t rape someone who is already willing to give up her body for money. Is Sadistic phone sex on your mind? Tie me up? Sure, why not, it’s not like I’m going to scream or beg you to stop. I deserve whatever’s coming to me. Fuck my ass so hard till there’s blood all over your cock, and then make me lick you clean.

Use me as a toilet and piss all over me for all I care. Hell, you can even snuff me out if you want to, at this point I don’t even care anymore. I’m a worthless skank anyways. Once you choke the life out of me, you can use my lifeless corpse as a cum dumpster.

Just make sure you get rid of my body before I start to bloat and smell disgusting. I’m already putrid enough, better not let me sit in the hot summer heat or someone might figure out where I went. Sex with dead bodies is easier than someone bitching and complaining.

Cannibalism Phone Sex Requires an Advanced Palate

cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex requires a very dark mind. However, I suspect many men who think like me exist. The best way to get rid of evidence of a crime is to eat the evidence. Unless the crime lab inspects your shit, no remains will be found. Plus, I find that the human body is a delicate treat for us sometimes. One human adult body can feed me for months. And with the rising costs of food, human flesh seems more and more like a viable food option.

However, I am picky about what I put in my body. Only premium meat will do. So, when I am in the mood for a special meal, I take my time and hunt for it properly. I want a natural meal. No fake tits. No steroid use to build body mass. And I want natural hair color with no Botox or fake tans either. You are what you eat, so pick a natural meal. One with some meat on their bones too.

Who Wants to Join Me for a Special Meal?

Snuff sex meals take preparation too. And I take pride in what I put in my body, so I season my meal to my liking. And I soften the flesh with butter baths. No one enjoys tough meat. However, the key is to get the flesh cooked just right, so it almost falls off the bones into your mouth. And there are many ways to prep your meal too. I can help you. Consider me your macabre sous chef.

Now, I have a meal waiting for me. A cute natural plump girl. And she is naked in my dungeon soaking in a big tub of hot water and butter. I added some seasonings to make her taste succulent too. I will roast her over an open fire today. However, it will take at least 6-8 hours to cook her thoroughly. You never want to consume raw or undercooked meat.

Now, this special taboo phone sex meal is more than I can eat. So, play your cards right, and I will invite you to dinner.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies, An Addiction of My Homicidal Mind

Homicide is a fixation and Murder Phone Sex Fantasies are perfect to play out this. As a tender young little demon I was torturing and killing things.

Honestly, I liked making my dollies all bloody and dismembering them. In these early years I even learned to make nooses. And with these I would hang my dolls. Then I  would stab them and use red paint for blood.

One time I was fascinated with blood and I took a razor blade to a boy at school. I slit a tiny mark on the back of his neck. He sat in front of me and I wanted to play with some blood. The fucking brat screamed and cried. Due to his scene I was taken from the classroom.

Fast forward now, I am so intrigued by how much a body bleeds out. Gaining a  love of stabbing little brats and their mommies. I like to compare how their bodies bleed out.

In fact I have gone so far as to even go shopping at Hunting stores to buy all kinds of tools to process the hunt. Only the hunt is human for me.

Once I get the blood collected I love to just bath in it. Like Bathory. A bloodbath is so delicious and rejuvenating.

Finally I will often pour a couple of bottles of champagne or spumante in my blood. This is to keep the blood from coagulating too quickly. And lets face it I love a little efflorescence in my blood bath.

You see It’s my version of a bath bomb.

Murder phone sex Fantasies

Ass rape porn is what sadistic men love to make

How many times did you want to make your own Ass rape porn and was too chicken shit to do it. Well, my uncle never hesitated to get what he wanted. He started with my mother and used her asshole while taking pictures. But like any other sadistic animal, he elevated. Soon he was luring young dumb sluts into the woods and using them as masturbation tools. Mom told about all the times she had to be his accomplice and get rid of limp bodies dripping in blood and sperm.

My uncle’s clothes were always blood stained and mom had to clean them. Soon I found out when he pulled me out of bed one night. “Get up little whore, it is time for you to learn your place in the world. Since I was so small it was easy for him to rip my clothes and tie my hands behind my back. “You can cry all you want, but your mother knows not to disturb me” my uncle said to me sternly as I watched him pull his cock out. It was big and thick and veiny like a monster.

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I tried to say something but then he rammed his cock down my throat. Even after I choked and had tears flowing down my face, my uncle pushed deeper down my throat. He doesn’t care if a slut can’t sleep, all he cares about are his sadistic needs. After more hard pumping my body gave up and I passed out. Didn’t take long for my uncle to start using me for his Rape phone sex fantasies. I woke up to the sharp pain running through my body from my asshole. My uncle was ripping my butthole open with his monster cock.

As I tried to look around to see if anything could help me out of this, I saw he had a camera prepped up to capture the full torture he was giving me. “Beg me to let you go” he moaned out as my uncle pumped his cock meat in my ripped hole. “Please uncle, stop, it hurts so bad” I cried out. But that only made him fuck me harder. Then I felt his hands wrap around my neck. My uncle started to strangle me like I was a worthless hooker. As every breath in my body left me, my uncle started to pump sperm in me. I woke up to my uncle watching the torture fuck he just had given me.

Bloody Phone Sex Makes My Pussy Wet

I love bloody phone sex! I enjoy fucking while on my period or cutting myself and using the blood as lube in my pussy and in my ass. The other day, I had a hot session with a guy I met online.  I love blood play and knife play so that is a great mix.  The first thing he did was run his knife in between my tits and the red blood transfixed me. He took his finger and dipped it in my blood. He then let me taste my own blood. I love the taste of blood.  he took some of my blood and rubbed it all over his cock and pushed it into my pussy. It felt so warm and slippery.  I was so fucking turned on by the feeling of his cum mixing with the blood. After he came deep inside me I cleaned off his cock with my tongue.

Medical Fetish Phone Sex I Might Enjoy More Than You

medical fetish phone sexMedical fetish phone sex, I enjoy. Why? Because I am a sadist. And I enjoy inflicting pain. Now on the phone, I never really know if you are listening to me and doing the things I request like using a sounding device in your pee hole or slamming your balls in a book. Or my favorite, jacking off with Icy Hot, LOL. But in person, when I am the one torturing your junk, I know the pain is real.

Holiday weekends bring out my sadistic side. Perhaps, because I have no tolerance for stupidity. And most people act like drunk fools on the holidays. When this drunk preppie type came into the Goth bar I hang out at, I knew he would be my victim. His smug look. His drunk antics. And his insulting nature put him to the top of the list of potential victims. I drugged his drink and took him to my new underground torture chamber I built. It’s soundproof and well hidden. Very basic structure, but nothing basic occurs there.

This tool needed castration phone sex. But he needed a lot of CBT first. When woke up, he realized he was bound, naked and gagged. I put a castration band on his worthless balls. Where to begin? I lubed up the sounding device with Icy Hot and inserted it in his pee hole. The tears streaming down his face told me I hit a nerve. Even three sheets to the wind and still a little drugged up from my bar concoction, he felt that burning sensation.

I Love Destroying a Man’s Junk

However, that kind of pain was nothing compared to what came next. I used a razor blade to peel the skin off his worthless balls and cock. Sure, he bled a lot, but it would not kill him. Just make him wish he was dead. Once the skin came off his balls and worthless dick, I lubed my hands up with the Icy Hot and jacked him off. I told him if he could cum through the pain, I would not inflict anymore pain.

I knew that the torture sex felt too intense to cum though. He just cried some more. The long weekend is not over yet though. So, this preppie loser is still tied to a chair in my dungeon awaiting lots more cock and ball torture.

Knife Play Phone Sex Turns Me On

 

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Knife play phone sex make me so horny. I’m sitting in my bed right now, wondering what it would feel like to have someone else make these tiny little cuts on my body. I love the way the first cut feels, the sting it sends down my body. The way that it makes me feel is so addicting. I just can’t help but reach down with the tip of my finger, and wipe the blood up, and taste it. I like to make small cuts first, and then go deeper and deeper. Pushing the tip of the shiny blade deeper into mu flesh, exposing what’s underneath my white meat. Did you know that you can literally slice off your own skin like lunch meat? I didn’t know that until I was sitting bored one day and grabbed my knife that I had just gotten done sharpening and slowly pressed it onto my thigh and pulled upwards. Originally, I was just trying to see if it was sharp enough to cut the hairs on my thigh, but it had literally taken off a thin layer off the top of my skin. It sent a searing erotic pain down the back of spine. It was so fucking sexy. I’d love to have someone tie me down and glide the tip of the knife up and down my body. Little cuts here and there. Making my body bleed. Licking the drops of blood off my body. Cut by cut starting at my chest, down my stomach, and ending down at my pussy. Taking my clit in your mouth and biting it. Making me jump in pain and pleasure. 

Suffocation Phone Sex Fantasies Arouse Me

suffocation phone sexI enjoy suffocation phone sex. However, I need to be careful who I tell my fantasies to in real life. Some men make it their mission to make them cum true for me. Let me tell you about Daniel. We party together sometimes. Although he is not a dealer, he always has blow on hand and never minds sharing with me. But you must work for any and every bump you ask for. When we hooked up last night, to get my first bump, I had to share a dark fantasy. Since I am full of dark fantasies, I was not sure where to begin.

I shared with him the fantasy about a man or a woman face sitting on me so intensely that I lose consciousness. He gave me a bump. And I assumed we were good. Like it never dawned on me that he might try to suffocate me. I mean he is no snuff porn director. He is a middle-aged suburban pharmaceutical rep with a wife and three sons. He has the white picket fence and everything. Snuffing out bitches is not his thing. Or so I thought.

Never Tell Your Dark Fantasies to Men You Party With

He sat on my face while snorting lines. I could not breathe. All I could smell was his musky hairy ass. And I wanted to puke. Gross. The more I struggled, the more he sank himself into my face. And that made it harder and harder to breathe. I got lightheaded, and I think I passed out at one point. But he revived me. Used smelling salts to jolt me awake. However, he just jolted me awake to smother my face again. His balls blocked my nose. And his ass blocked my mouth.

Not sure why he wanted to do this. He may fuck me hard, but he has never abused me like this. Something got into my mild-mannered pharmaceutical rep. And he used me as his taboo phone sex whore. I passed out over 6 times. Each time revived, but what if he had not revived me? I guess everyone around me is capable of extreme violence. Even snuff.

Ursla enjoys rape phone sex fantasies

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

Rape phone sex fantasies are such a fucking turn on.  Imagine I’m your ex GF, who cheated on you and left you. I want you to slip in while I’m sleeping. Jump on top of me and start tying my ass to the bed. Nice and tight, with me screaming and moving all over the bed. Kick me and punch the shit out of me to make stop moving.

Scream at me and tell me that if I don’t stop moving, that you’re going to slit my fucking throat. You shove a sock in my mouth so no one can hear me. Now that I’m tied to the bed what the fuck are you waiting for?  You rip off my fucking clothes. My muffled screams you can hear, but you don’t give a shit. All you want is to force your throbbing hard cock deep into my tight pussy. I never would give up my pussy to you when you wanted it, so now you’re going to take it. Shove it in nice and fucking deep, make me fucking take it.

All that aggression you have towards me, take it out on me. Slap my tits and squeeze my nipples. I want you to use your teeth and bite my nipples until you can taste my blood. You feel me squirm while you’re shoving in your cock as hard and deep as you can get it. You look down at your cock sliding in and out and notice blood, you’ve torn my pussy from fucking me so hard. Your cocks all nice and shiny from my blood.

Pull it out. Force feed me my own bloody pussy juices. You remove the sock and before I can say a single word you shove your bloody cock down my throat. Forcing your cock down my throat. Not letting me get any air. My mouth and face covered in my own pussy blood. You straddle my chest, fucking my mouth harder and harder, and right as you’re about to cum, you pull out and cum all over my face. 

Torture Sex Serves as My Foreplay

torture sexSome people deserve torture sex. Usually, when I capture a victim, I do it one at a time. However, I made an exception last night for a couple. They tried to scam me. And I do not take kindly to people who think I am some stupid twit. Because I am not. They slammed on their brakes on a winding, wet road. Perhaps, I was following too closely, but I barely touched their car. No dents. No paint scrapes either. Nothing. However, the woman rolled out of the car like I crippled her.

She started yelling and screaming about suing me for everything I got. Good luck bitch, I said to myself. Because I knew neither her nor husband would survive to sue me. They fucked with the wrong sadistic phone sex bitch. We appeared to be in the middle nowhere. No one around for miles. Only cornfields on the side of the road. I acted like I was grabbing my insurance info for them, but I grabbed two needles full of sleeping medicine instead.

Never Fuck with a Sadistic Bitch

I shot the woman up first, and she collapsed. Then I dosed up her husband. Normally, I don’t kill on the spot, but the area screamed kill zone to me. I am stronger than I look. So, I dragged their bodies into the cornfield like I was a demonic possessed Malachai from Children of the Corn. Once their bodies appeared hidden by the corn fields, I drove their car into the fields hiding it. Then, I pulled my car over off the road and grabbed my kill bag.

Most folks have an emergency bag in their trunk, but I have a kill bag full of instruments of destruction. Since, I love knife play phone sex, I grabbed my biggest and sharpest knives. And even a sickle. They woke up from the drug but could not move their bodies. In the hot shot I gave them was a natural paralysis drug. They could see what I was doing and feel all the pain, but they could not move.

I Carved Up and Beheaded Two Scammers

I carved their bodies up like a deer I just slaughtered. They bled everywhere, which I always enjoy. When I cut off the husband’s cock, I stuffed it his wife’s mouth choking her. The crows circled us because they knew dinner was near. Eventually, I used the sickle to behead each of them. I put their heads on the scarecrow’s stake and let the crows peck at their severed bodies.

When I got back in my car, I looked like Carrie at the prom covered in blood. Luckily, I never passed another human. I got home, showered and basked in the glory that I took two hustlers off the street.