Tag: sex with dead bodies

It’s a Bloody Date

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I’m really nervous about talking to J. tonight. He’s into some very extreme kinds of knife and needle play. The last time that I saw him I wasn’t myself for weeks. When I told him that I was concerned about being pushed too hard he just told me that recovery wouldn’t be an issue after this session. I asked him what he meant and he told me that not everyone recovers every time. I knew right then that he planned on cutting into me in a fatal way. I can see him towering above me now. I will suffer while he dismantles me one last time.
I’ve been his bloody phone sex torture whore for some time now. I feel the warmth rushing through my skin. The need to bleed for him ignites my entire being. Hurt me, please. I’ll beg to take it. I’ll beg for his blades all the way down into my grave. I’ll take the deep twisted ways that he chooses to bleed me out. Can you imagine being the one that will drain my life completely? You better act quickly. My life now has an expiration date. Take me out and fulfill your dark needs now.

Asphyxiation Whore

strangulation phone sex

How do you like your bitches to be when you call for asphyxiation fetishes? Do you want a struggle? Does it make your cock throb and drip when you hear me squeal and beg for my life? I won’t be able to beg for long because your hands are more than ready to grip my throat, right? I see you rubbing them together covered in black gloves. The sadistic glint in your eye makes my heart beat against my rib cage like a frightened bird.I can’t believe this is happening to me. You said I have no safe word.
I lay on my back beneath you and plead with bloodshot eyes. Your dick responds and you laugh at my suffering. You release me just enough to let me get some air. Then you dive directly back into strangulation phone sex and then you pierce me with your raging hard cock. Your thumb presses bruises into my neck but it doesn’t matter, no one will see them. The makeup will cover them, if you even allow my body to be recovered. I understand that you might keep me for personal reasons. Can you think of any uses for me after?

Stone Cold Slut

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If sex with dead bodies is something that gets your cock hard, then I’d say now is your time to shine! Imagine the body count in the next coming months. All I can say is that I don’t so much fear death if the end result includes being fucked by you. I want to be chased and tortured until my icy cold body lay there waiting for you to fully enjoy. Just a stone cum receptacle for the taking. I only hope that you preserve my dead corpse and enjoy it for awhile. Knowing full well that it’s exactly the demise I’ve been fantasizing about all my life. To lay there motionless in your sadistic embrace. Imagine being able to dress me in anything you like. Like your own personal ‘real girl’ doll, but instead I’m your dead girl.
I do wonder how many times you’ve thought about squeezing the breath put of some beautiful woman you see regularly at the market or the post office. Or are your fantasies a bit more violent and bloody? I’d really like to hear about those gory details. It sends icy cold shivers down my spine, while it warms up my tight little cunt.

Teen Rape Porn

teen rape pornI saw how hard he got watching teen rape porn. I suggested we make one. I didn’t think his cock could get any harder, but it did. I know his type. He likes those barely teen girls with no tits yet and no hair on their pussies. Skinny, no hips, fresh faced and tight holes. I knew where to find a girl for him to fuck. I snatched one up at the mall. After school is finished for the day, the mall is full of girls just like that. I brought him back this sweet little thing. I had to drug her, but she woke up once we got back to his place. I knew he was in love. He has a sadistic side. That is why we make such good friends. I hate little girls and he loves them. Well, he loves them for a few hours then I kill them. This little slut had no idea what a world of hurt was about to befall her. My friend licked his lips, pulled out his cock and shoved it down her throat. She had no clue how to suck dick, so I helped her. I shoved her head down on his hard shaft. She gagged. She choked. She flopped around like a rag doll. That was just the beginning. She was much younger than the average ass rape porn star, but that didn’t stop him from shredding her asshole. He turned it into a bloody pulp. She was crying so hard. No doubt, she wished she was dead. That was about to happen soon. I was masturbating watching him sodomize her tiny pink shit box. I was sharpening one of my knives too. Once he came inside her, I slit her throat. He fucked her dead body. Damn, I didn’t see that coming. He just wanted another shot at those young tight holes. I didn’t blame him either.

Sadistic Lovin’

evil phone sex

A lot of us girls are super attracted to bad guys. It’s something hardwired into our DNA and we can’t help it. Mine goes a little bit further. I’m a monster fucker, in my fantasies anyway. I dream of being used and fucked by the most sadistic and cruel men on the planet. My wicked masochistic cunt craves evil phone sex. Can you deliver that to me? Can you perform your dark rituals using my body and my blood? I’m your sacrifice for the dark lord. My wet pussy trembles at the thought of your absolute evil. Are you ready?
I hope that the dark lord will welcome your sacrifice and be pleased by it. As I imagine laying on the altar under the moon and stars I get so aroused. Will you give me purpose by offering me to further your magic and your service to Satan? What a deviously beautiful end to my life to have you lay me open on the altar for him. How will you do it? Will you plunge the ceremonial knife into my heart? Will you kiss the blood away that drips from my quivering lips as I go cold? I am ready.

Sex with Dead Bodies in the Funeral Parlor

sex with dead bodiesHe told me he wanted to have sex with dead bodies. I didn’t realize he meant me. We were in a mortuary. His family owns a funeral home. Creepy, I know. But I was curious too. We fucked on top of a casket with a dead girl in it. A young girl too. She died in a car accident. She was young and my perverted friend’s family made her look shiny and new again. After we fucked on her casket, I watched as he opened her casket to peek at her dead body.  I didn’t think he would fuck her, but he likes them young. I am too old for him, but I am a sure thing. He had me help him get her out of the coffin. I asked him why he just didn’t get in with her. He wanted to fuck her on the floor where he had more room because he didn’t want to tip the casket over. Damn, I thought to myself, he was planning on fucking her rough. He ravaged her dead corpse so hard, the makeup on her face started to smear. She didn’t look so good once that happened. Didn’t phase him at all. He kept fucking her until he came inside her. He said no one would notice because it was a close casket funeral. I guess no one wants to see a dead brat. Once he fucked her, he was still horny. He fucked me again, but he was struggling to get hard for me. He put his hands around my throat and squeezed. The problem was me. The problem was I was still breathing. He could only get hard with a dead whore. I guess my days as a taboo phone sex whore are over. He squeezed the life out of me so he could fuck my dead warm corpse.

Killer Phone Sex is Therapeutic

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Killer phone sex thoughts consume me. I meet someone new,  and I don’t think how can I fuck that person. I think how can I kill that person. I enjoy murder. It is therapeutic. Anyone who is a high stress person, has never murdered some one else. Snuff takes the edge off. Some folks drink. Some folks do drugs. I kill. I met this annoying little whore at the store the other night. She was was bullying some less than perfect girl in the store. They obviously new each other from school. I intervened and the mean girl said something snide to me. So, I followed her. She was old enough to drive but not old enough to to drink. She was old enough to die. I ran her off the road. I was impulsive which I rarely am. I stay under the radar by being methodical with my snuff porn plans. I saw an opportunity and I took it. She was dazed and confused. Head trauma. I couldn’t have planned it better. Young drivers don’t know how to play chicken. I ran her off the road without my car even touching her car. She got out of the car and fell down. Her phone was in her hand. I kicked it away from her. I pulled out my monster dildo and fucked her holes. Made it look like a sexual assault. She was no virgin. Not enough blood for that. After I used her teen holes, I took a piece of broken glass from her windshield and jabbed it in her jugular She would bleed out before anyone drove by the scene. When the state police discover her dead body, they will either think she was fucked before dying or it was some driver who saw an opportunity and took it. Maybe they will even think this was some strange sex with dead bodies case. Some folks get off on car crash sites. I just get off on killing worthless sluts.

St. Valentines Day Snuff

Fuck your roses and chocolates, I want what St. Valentines day was really about, Massacre. Yummy tight holes to fuck and fist, and a hot stud mortician boyfriend to fuck as I get horny fisting little assholes to their death in a dark, candle lit crypt at midnight. The best sacrifice to prove his love to me. I am a sadistic murderess cunt and sometimes the sweet young bodies of teen lovers is the best. I’m like Elizabeth Bathory and not letting this young couple give up their virginity on the 14th of February was great. She was so young smooth and dainty. I loved the freshness and that she had a bald shaved cunt prepared for her deflowering. She wanted to give her BF the perfect gift for V-day. It was sweet, they were young Goths and were in the cemetery with a blanket and a bottle of wine he had his big brother buy for them. His big brother happened to be my BF and he confided about their plans and well, they were derailed. I wanted the pure virgin blood, this young man didn’t give two flying fucks for the naive little cunt. He was more excited to get a piece of this sweet ass. Yeah I got virgin blood and double penetrated. He got his his brothers dead girlfriend and everyone was happy and the Vampire wine was flowing well with the virginal blood. It was a gothic massacre and a great offering to De Sade my hungry rotti.

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Sex with Dead Bodies is Better

sex with dead bodiesDo you think about sex with dead bodies? Life is simpler fucking a corpse. A seed body is my preferred companion. A stiff freshly dead cock is way better than a live talking one. I hate pillow talk. I hate spooning. I hate that awkward I will call you bullshit. I discovered a few years ago that praying mantises did it right. The female mantis bites the head off her lover during sex. I can’t bite a man’s head off, but I can stab him in the heart or give him a hotshot to give him a heart attack. Then I can finish fucking him in peace. I find my lovers online. I have a type. Tall, handsome, hung and married. I know it seems cruel to murder some family man, but he should not be trolling for pussy on the Internet. The way I see it, I am helping his wife. She needs to be free of a cheating loser. My last married victim truly deserved snuff sex. Pompous asshole who tried to force his cock in my ass without permission. Your typical narcissist who thought women should just lay there and take whatever he wanted to do. I don’t roll over for anyone and if you try to take what is not yours, I take what is not mine, your life. I was able to give my prepared hotshot to him in the neck. I watched in pleasure as he seized up. He had a look of shock on his face. He couldn’t believe I did what I did. He was really in shock when I chopped his cock off. Men who try to force themselves on me always lose their dicks. Can’t play with it nicely, then you shouldn’t have it, right? Before he died, he knew I killed him. He knew I severed his cock. What he didn’t know was that I fucked myself with his severed dead dick and came so hard.

Bondage Phone Sex Almost Killed Me

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex doesn’t sound bad does it? Mostly, when you are a bondage whore, guys want to tie you up and slap your titties. Maybe give you a hardcore ass fucking. I was at a fetish club the other day that almost turned deadly for me. I met Tom. He is a much older BDSM master who took a liking to me. Not in a good way. He said I reminded him of his ex-wife. That is never a good thing for me because ex-wives often destroy a man’s heart. I didn’t want to go into a private room with him, but I had no choice. My master owns the club and Tom is a high roller. Who and what he wants, he gets. And he got me. He chained me like a Nigger slave. My harms were outstretched. I was on my knees. I was naked. He whipped every inch of my flesh. I felt the skin break on my back. I felt blood gushing out of my wounds and I could see it pooling around my knees. The sight of my blood and my tears made him erect. He shoved his cock in my mouth and told me if I bit his dick, he would slit my throat and fuck my dead corpse. I sucked him until he came, thinking he would be done with me. He was just getting started. He whipped me until every inch of my body was covered in my blood and his cum. I barely escaped alive.