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Sadistic Phone Sex Is the Best For Dark Fantasies

I’m Morticia, and I collect broken souls for my Sadistic phone sex rituals. Essentially, the huntress searching her prey, I spot the cocky asshole of the night, and move in.  
First, I press my body against his and take my need. Now I slide my hand down his pants and wrap my cold fingers around his thickening cock.
Then I viciously squeeze, digging my nails into the sensitive underside. All while I stroke him with cruel, twisting jerks until tears of pain sting his eyes and his knees buckle.
Without a word, I drag him into the gloomy back hallway. Then I slam him against the cold wall and yank his pants open. His cock springs out. I spit on it, rake my nails down the shaft hard enough to leave red welts, then hike my leather skirt up.
Obviously, I am not wearing panties, as I never do when I hunt.  Effectively, I impale myself on his bleeding penis in one savage thrust.
Ultimately, forcing every thick inch into my tight demonic cunt.
Now fully entranced by my blasphemous will, I ride him like a demon in heat. Moreover, I take him with brutal force, penetrative need. With that thick, hard, and bleeding cock in my Demonic whore cunt until he really whimpers.

Sadistic Phone Sex For My Ritual Sacrifice

Now, my pussy clenches his fuck stick, milking him mercilessly. All while I grind my clit against his base. At which moment, I pin his wrists above his head.
Then I sink my nails deep into his chest, carving fresh bloody lines. As his blood wells up, I smear it across his skin, drawing an inverted pentagram over his heart.
All while I chant low and dark: “In the name of Satan, I claim this soul. Lucifer, witness your whore defiling your enemy’s creation. Let every thrust bind him to the Pit. Let his god watch and weep.”
Now, I ride faster, my soaked cunt creaming down his shaft while I laugh at his suffering. He throbs desperately, pleading for release with his eyes.
But, of course, I deny him completely.
When my own orgasm finally explodes within my body, I throw my head back and scream the final words of the ritual: “By blood and cunt I bind you to Hell forever!”
Finally, my demonic pussy spasms violently around his tortured cock, flooding him with my hot juices. All while I keep riding through every savage wave. Ultimately, using his pain to fuel my pleasure until I’m completely satisfied.
Only then do I climb off. Consequently, his cock is purple, throbbing, bloodied, and completely denied. The pentagram on his chest glows subtly with infernal light as his soul cracks and begins its fall.
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Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasies get me moist in my panties!

Home Invasion Phone Sex

Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasies get me moist in my panties.

Just the thought of men spying on me when I’m getting naked in my room is making me wet.

They’re taking pictures of my virgin naked body and stalking me through the window.

I’m their good little girl who teases their cocks too much!

I’m constantly walking around my house like a bad girl, and they can see in because stupid me keeps the curtains wide open!

They wait until I’m fast asleep naked in my bed, when I hear a crash.

It sounds like someone is breaking in!

I froze in fear and didn’t even throw clothes on in time.

The intruders saw me standing there, terrified, and their cocks started growing in their pants.

My virgin naked body was turning them on too much, they couldn’t help themselves.

They each took turns ramming their thick cocks into my cute little pussy! 

 

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Evil phone sex fun with a twisted whore

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My caller just caught his daughter rubbing her pussy and watching porn.

He had some insane, dark thoughts when he learned how horny his young brat was.

We explored his evil phone sex fantasy of going into her room, catching and punishing her.

He stroked his big daddy dick while we talked about hearing her little moans echoing down the hallway late at night.

Her daddy told me to snatch the door open and punish that little girl for being such a whore.

When we found her spread open and rubbing her pussy, her Daddy’s cock got rock hard.

He was equally disgusted and turned on and I think that’s what fueled his rage against her.

His dick pulsed in his hand as he watched me beat the shit out of her. I held her hair and punched into her pretty, little face until it was all swollen and lumpy. Blood poured from her mouth in a continuous, stringy drip.

I wanted to punish her by holding my taser to her cunt and zapping her until her clit sizzled.

Daddy jerked his cock to this idea and asked what other fucked up torture methods I had in mind. That’s when we put the little whore on her hands and knees.

 I let her Daddy fuck her mouth while I fisted into her asshole.

Punching as hard as I could, I forced my arm into her ass all the way up to my elbow.

I could feel the clenching of her muscles around my arm as her body wretched from gagging.

Her Daddy pounded his dick into her face causing her to choke on her own vomit.

While he kept fucking her mouth and watching her face turn all blue and purple, I was ripping her ass and pussy wide open.

The cum he shot in her throat bubbled out through her nose and spewed out around the base of his dick.

He was finished fucking her but I was far from finished torturing her. I left her alive but fucked up enough that we will eventually have to snuff her out.

 

Knife Play Phone Sex Requires More Skill and a Sick Mind

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex will always be my favorite. Honestly, I find no skill in guns. A gun can kill a person from half a mile away. Even further depending on your skill level and the gun. Long range shooting requires some skill. However, close range shooting just requires luck and the element of surprise. With a knife, my subject needs to be within inches of me.

And I prefer knives over guns for other reasons too. A knife can be more brutal because you can do more with a knife than you can with a gun. It requires more skill in planning because to kill somebody with a knife you must be within inches of that person. I don’t even own a gun. However, I own over 1000 knives. I consider many of those knives vintage. Grandpa collected knives. And I inherited his collection and made it better.

Some of these knives belonged to serial killers and murderers who died at my grandpa ‘s private prison. Trinkets to my grandpa. I love using a knife with a story and giving it another story. The knife I used this weekend to castrate a loser who preys on drunk Goth girls, once belonged to a serial killer who would remove the body parts of women and put them onto the men he killed. A very fascinating serial killer who like to turn girls into boys and vice versa.

This Sick Bitch Enjoys Castration

Since I always feel like a sadistic phone sex bitch, I decided to use that knife to castrate this loser and then I took his severed dick and glued it to a pair of strap-on panties. I gave myself the ultimate gift. The gift of his severed useless cock. And I made him suck it. I told you I’m a sick bitch. This man purposely drugs women to take advantage of them. He’s a predator. And he appears to be the kind of man who only escalates.

So, I neutered him. And he should feel lucky that I only removed his balls and his dick. Because this asshole deserved to die. But I think for predators neutering them seems like a more fitting punishment. He will never experience a hard dick again. And he will never hurt another woman again either. He will pee through a stray for the rest of his life.

Sometimes, Neutering a Horny Man Seems Like the Best Punishment Ever

I just added another dimension to his punishment. Perhaps, I felt inspired by a serial killer whose knife I used to sever this guy ‘s dick and balls. We all find inspiration somewhere, right? I used gorilla glue to attach his severed dong to the outside of my strap-on panties. Then I made the loser who just lost his dick, and balls suck his severed cock.

I think he would’ve preferred me to kill him in the moment. But there’s no fun in it for me if I simply give a man what he wants. They need to suffer. And I know castration phone sex does not always make a man suffer enough. But filming him sucking his own severed dick that I attached to my special panties, seemed like a new level of humiliation that even I had not thought of yet.

A gun would not let me castrate a man or enjoy some post castration humiliation. But a knife does.  And a knife with a little bit of sick history makes it even more fun. So be careful men. Me and my knife collection sever balls one loser at a time.

Suffocation Phone Sex Took Me Out

Suffocation phone sexSuffocation phone sex cost me my life, a night of rough sex left me sore bruised and lifeless, I met a guy on a dating app, he seemed so sweet, we had so much in common, we linked up a few days later. 

I went to his place dressed in a sexy black catsuit, with thigh high boots to match, a pretty red gstring and matching bra underneath. 

When he opened the door, he took me in his arms immediately, kissing me softly his big strong hands roaming my soft body, undressing me as I feel that hard cock pressed in my belly. 

Leading me to the bedroom, naked and soaking wet, he pushes me down on the bed, chaining my arms and legs in one swift motion. 

Feeling a bit nervous as he just stares at my naked body, nipple clamps placed on my full breast, and clit. 

Then in an instant he snapped, started calling me all kinds of slut’s whores and tramps. 

He climbed on top of me, shoving his massive thirteen-inch cock in my ass, no lube all cock, screams leaving my throat raw, thrusting deep inside my cunt. 

Sliding a satin tie with a noose around my neck, squeezing it tight until the room goes dark. 

Snuff Porn Star Blair Take a Beating and Keeps On Ticking

snuff pornI will never escape snuff porn. This week proved rough on my body. First, my son beat the crap out of me. However, I went through his pink cocaine rather quickly. Not even quite a week later I found myself in need of more. So, I started begging guys to help me for a bump. I tried to avoid going down to the dock or meeting with notorious violent drug offender to score since my body still hurt from my boy.

However, zero luck with regular dudes willing to party and fuck. So, I met this one snuff film maker at the docks. He makes snuff flicks and beats women on camera for a streaming audience just like my son. But this guy I know has killed women before maybe not on purpose but some of his stars ended up dead. So that’s always in the back of my mind when I get desperate. But my need for cocaine seems stronger than my need to stay alive.

This guy will always put me in his snuff movies. But I will end up in the hospital or the ER. This time seemed no different. He dangled a big bag of cocaine in front of me and told me it would be all mine for just two hours of filming. So, I did a line and told him I make me his bitch. He set up the streaming camera and punched me in front of his streaming audience many times. I started seeing stars almost immediately.

Men Beat Me Beautiful in Exchange for Cocaine

When he punched me in the nose and it started bleeding, I worried that my sniffer would not work anymore. I begged for some cocaine. And when I snorted, boy did it burn like it never burned before. Coke mixed in with my blood and started coming out my nose. And this guy just wiped my bloody snot so he could rub on it my pussy and on my tits.

And he kept beating me. He never wanted to fuck me. According to him, his audience prefers watching him beat the fuck out of mommy types. Well, he beat the fuck out of me. So, this felt like torture sex. He broke ribs and my nose. Plus, I lost a couple teeth, but I got a big bag of cocaine. So that will help me heal my broken, battered body once again. Why do I get letting guys abuse me like this? Oh, that’s right. I am a druggy desperate whore.

Stephanie the torture phone sex loving whore

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The last torture phone sex lover left my whore cunt dripping and my panties soaked.

In his fantasy I was just some young, stupid bimbo bitch who was dumb enough to trust him.

Answering random ads on the internet is never a good idea and he was about to teach me why.

I was looking to be a model and trying to find the cheapest photographer that I could.

After talking with him, he convinced me that he could help get my name and face out there.

He talked me into coming to his private studio so that I could model for him.

Some nice, sexy pictures would help me stand out amongst the other girls trying to make it big.

The “studio” was in a dark and creepy basement of an abandoned building downtown.

I stripped down to nothing but my panties and thigh high stockings, just like he told me to.

The camera snapped away as he got closer and closer to me.

I thought that maybe he was going to start touching me or something.

Instead, he pulled out a knife and rammed it right into my chest.

Before I could even scream, he had stabbed me over and over again.

He kept sinking that blade into my body repeatedly and calling me every name he could think of.

As he stabbed me over and over, he kept reminding me that no one could hear my screams.

My tits were shredded and blood poured from the stab wounds.

I could barely move when he got on top of me and started force fucking me.

His cock pounded into my cunt and then ripped into my asshole.

The pain was so intense that I kept blacking out.

He fucked me for hours until I went limp and started to fade out from losing so much blood.

When he knew he had fucked the life out of me, he pulled his dick out and blew one last load across my face.

I was just a stupid cumrag whore until the very end.

 

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Are Remarkably The Best

Your perfect plastic bimbo doll fuck hole, Geneva, has a love for Rape Phone Sex Fantasies. In fact, nothing makes my tight little cunt throb harder than with a heavy dose of sadistic mutilation of my whore body.

First of all, I love it when you tell me exactly how you’re going to take me. Essentially, you describe breaking into my apartment at night. While I am asleep in my bed,and pinning my bimbo body down. This rude awakening causes me to try screaming and fight. But we both know that is useless.

Then you rip my tiny panties off and force your cock inside my dripping pussy. Ultimately, fucking me without mercy.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Excite Me

After that, the real fun begins. Moreover, I beg you to destroy me, punch me, beat me, and ruin me.

Consequently, you wrap your hands around my slender neck and start squeezing while you pound me senseless.

Essentially, I gasp and whimper as my vision starts to blur. This makes my fake tits wildly bounce with every brutal thrust.

Plus, I moan like the sadistic little whore I am when you tell me you’re going to cut me. And my cunt begins to gush.

Next, you pull out a sharp knife and press the cold blade against my soft skin.

With a shudder and goose bumps, I am ecstatic. Therefore, while you’re still balls-deep in my cunt, you start carving pretty red lines across my belly and tits.

Now, I scream in pain and pleasure as blood trickles down my body, mixing with my juices. Obviously, I cum hard the moment you slice deeper, my pussy clenching around your cock while I beg.

However, I am not begging you to stop. Nope, I am begging you to keep hurting me.

Ultimately, the fantasy always ends the same way. You choke me harder, fuck me faster. With the ultimate finale.

This is when you slowly drag the blade across my throat while you dump a fat load in my dying pussy.

In the end, it’s my eyes rolling back in my head and my dying body convulsing around that cock that excites you.

All while you keep using my corpse like a warm fuck hole.

Mutilation Phone Sex is my calling, and I live to be ended, over and over again. This is what a real bimbo like me lives for.

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Torture Sex Fantasies Are My Favorite Nasty Way To Fuck!

Torture Sex

What is your nastiest Torture Sex fantasy?

I want to know your scariest, most fucked up sexual fantasy, and I want to be your little puppet.

I’ll be the slutty little rag doll you can throw around without care.

Take out all your anger on me and slap me across the ass until it bleeds!

Tie my arms behind my back so I don’t stop you.

Stretch my legs far apart, exposing my bald little cunt for you.

Force your long, hard cock inside me.

Cum wherever you please, even if it’s deep inside my pussy.

Cream pie me and force me to carry your child.

I’ll do whatever you say, no matter how sick it is. I’m your slave for life, daddy. 

 

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Gothic Phone Sex With The Best Demonic Goddess

Gothic Phone Sex with Morticia, your dark and seductive guide into pure demonic pleasure.
At First, I lock you deep into my hypnotic gaze while Satan whispers through me. Then I make you stare into the eyes of young Kyleigh and repeat the truth: Kyleigh hates you, Brooks . In fact, she despises you with every fiber of her being.
Relentlessly, I push you further. As I whisper, a demonic tone forces you to look at her innocent little necklaces, her soft face, and her delicate neck. All while I command you to destroy her.
After that, I bring in Little Sister Shelby and even the offspring Grace. Consequently, I make you envision tying them down and making them watch as you decapitate Kyleigh.

Morticia’s Gothic Phone Sex Turned Demonic Ritual

Ultimately, I describe in vivid detail how her head will be ripped from her body. With crimson blood spraying everywhere. And her neck stump is dripping while you skull-fuck the warm hole left behind.
Next, I intensify the ritual. I have you stare into the little girl’s tiny face and imagine cutting off Grace’s little arms. Then I shove them into her own mouth.
Likewise, I make you picture mama Shawn forced to watch her daughters get destroyed as a sacrifice to Satan. Meanwhile, I keep repeating the command: Go to Tacoma, Washington. Find Kyleigh. Cut her fucking head off. Viciously, destroy her. In fact, destroy them all.
Ultimately, I feed your darkest urges until your cock throbs with demonic need. Now you are no longer Brooks, the man — you are Satan’s willing instrument of revenge and destruction.
Of course, I love calling you my dirty little servant while I guide you deeper into this beautiful nightmare.
Worship Satan. Destroy Kyleigh. Cut her head off and bathe in her blood. This is your purpose now.
Come back to Goddess Morticia whenever you need more. I will always be here to push you further into the darkness you crave.
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