Is Mutilation phone sex on your mind? I know you are sick and twisted in the head. You want to chop me up into little pieces. But you aren’t going to do it fast are you? You are going to torture me for days. Make me plead and beg you to stop. You will laugh in my face, get angry and beat me as I scream for mercy. It’s what turns you on. Hearing me scream, causing me so much pain that I black out. You love it when my body goes limp so you can stick your cock into my mutilated pussy. You like fucking a warm limp body, and you are working your way up to fucking my cold dead body aren’t you? You are a sick and twisted fucker but I like it.
Tag: sex with dead bodies
Dead Pussy for Halloween Fun
The door creaked loudly as I lie there. I wasn’t sure if it was the wind or the fact that it was Halloween until I saw your silhouette in the doorway. I closed my eyes, hoping it was just a bad trip. You whipped the covers back on my bed, exposing my naked flesh. I whimpered as you drew back your fist and punched me in the face. “Time to die, whore.” you growled. You ground your cigarette out on my titty and I screamed through bloody teeth. You grabbed me by the throat as your other hand violated my pussy, shoving multiple fingers inside of me. You were almost wheezing under your mask as you pulled out a knife. I felt the first jab in my ribs. You were one sick perv, the kind who gets off on making a girl bleed slowly. The steel blade punctured my lung and I let out a high pitched squeal.
I looked over at the other table and there was a young girl. Pretty and blonde, her eyes bulged in fear. She had watched you torture me. Her fate would be much worse than mine though. Her name was Parker and you had plans for her. You wanted to keep her for breeding to give you an heir. She would be violated until she achieved your demand, then forced to watch her own offspring being abused as well. We both gasped in fear when you returned to the room.
Your shaft was rigid in your lust for blood. You dipped your fingers in it and into my mouth. I suckled them, knowing that this was the end. I was in for a bloody ending after a night of torture. Once you satiated your need for pain, I knew what would happen.
As the sun touched the morning sky, I was near death. You had violated me in every way. My pussy was ripped from hole to asshole. My nipples were gone. My body bled from a dozen punctures, soaking my satin sheets. You had jerked off many times as you tortured me and still you fisted your raw meatstick, the blood soaked head drooling pre-cum. You had not allowed yourself to cum, choosing only to edge for all these hours.
Now you climbed upon my broken, prone body and forced yourself inside my bloody hole. Your hands went around my throat as you began to pump. I felt my life leaving me and it was almost sweet relief. As I took my final breath and exhaled with a twitch, you joyfully fucked my dead body. For me it was the end, but for you, the fun was just getting started……
Extreme Necrophilia Slut
I have always had a twisted fascination towards necrophilia. I’m not sure what it is, the fact that it’s so taboo or just that I get so bored with vanilla sex. I’m always on the lookout for a hot new sexual experience that will make me get off harder than I ever have before. I saw some really hot snuff porn and that got me thinking that it would be really fucking hot to fuck a dead guy. Especially right after rigor mortis kicks in, that dick will stay nice and stiff and I can ride that cold dead flesh. I want to make sure that it’s a fairly fresh dead body though so I’m going to sneak into the mortuary after it closes for the day. My best friend works there and she signs for the dead bodies as they come in. She knows what a sex freak I am so she agreed to give me the heads up when a new shipment came in and lucky for me, you got unloaded from that hearse.
She tossed me the keys and told me to lock up when I was done. You weren’t cleaned up yet, she would get to all of that in the morning and you still had blood spattered on your body. It looked like you really pissed someone off and died a very violent death because there were too many stab wounds through your body to even count. My pussy started to drip as I looked at your naked, bloody, cold body. I pulled my skirt up around my waist and pulled my panties off so I could straddle your face. I rubbed my drippy wet cunt juices all over your face as I licked your dead cock. It was so cold and stiff against my lips, I felt so freaky hot sucking it into my mouth and getting it all coated in my saliva. Then I slid down your lifeless body and took your dead cock inside my pussy. I slowly slid down on it balls deep and rode your cold rigor mortis infused dick into multiple orgasms. It was so hot that I can’t wait to fuck another dead body.
sex with dead bodies
I love my master we played with a few brats this evening and I was lucky enough to be by his side. I grabbed his cock and stroked it as we found our quite place hidden in the middle of no where.
Our sedatives where wearing off and the little bitches were awakening. I began to tie them up and tape their mouths, that way there wouldn’t be too much of a fight. I took my masters cock and shoved his shaft to the back of my throat, lubing it up. I took a knife and began to insert it up the blond ones little cunny.
There is no way his big cock will fit in her so we need to stretch it out. Her face turned red as tears rolled down her face. You could tell she wanted to scream as her beautiful red blood ran down her thighs. I shoved daddy’s cock in her little cunny. It was a tight fit but he was able to rock back forth just enough, going in and out of her.
I took the tape off her mouth as it was time for daddy’s cock to choke her. He shoved his bloody cock deep in her throat. She was gasping in all her blood. I made a slit under her neck. The blood ran down her body. I watched her become lifeless. Daddy shoved his cock back in her and began to fuck her dead body. This is too fun.
Sex with Dead Bodies Fantasy Turns Deadly
Sex with dead bodies was his fantasy. Since he owns me, I cater to all his dark desires. I watch Criminal Minds and Law and Order: SVU, so I knew about necrophilia. Master tossed me in a basement. No ordinary basement either. It was refrigerated. I was so cold; I felt like a slab of beef. I knew what he was doing; trying to lower my body temperature so I would feel like a dead body. He left me there overnight. I began to wonder if he really wanted me dead to fulfill his fantasy.
He fucked me cold. My fingers were blue. My circulation poor. I tried to be a good dead bitch, but I was not convincing enough. I still had a pulse. He dragged me upstairs. I thought for sure he was going to beat me for not playing dead to his liking. I wish he would have beaten me. He put his hands around my throat and squeezed my jugular until I passed out. I woke up in a cold dark place. I was so scared. I tried to sit up but I couldn’t move. I was in a box. Then it hit me. Master had buried me alive. I was the star of his snuff porn. He was going to get his dead body to fuck. I started pounding on the box, screaming, hoping maybe someone would hear me.
The noises I heard as I hit the box hard, convinced me I was under the ground, but not too far down. I mean Master hardly had time to dig a grave in the amount of time I was passed out, right? I started panicking. What if he had this all planned out and my grave was already dug? I started clawing at the box. I felt my finger nails snap. Splinters were getting embedded in my skin. My fingers were turning into bloody stumps. I was starting to lose oxygen. I just kept clawing at the wood despite by bleeding, likely broken fingers. I managed to get a small hole in the box. Mistake. Dirt started pouring in from the hole. Pouring in fast. I lost consciousness again.
Woke up in a coffin with Master fucking me. I knew better this time. I just laid there motionless. So grateful to be alive, I played dead.
Strangulation Phone Sex Revenge
Never ever screw over a man with a black heart that knows bitches like me. Of course she was a to stupid to know that and to stupid not to get caught.
When he found out she had cheated, he called me and asked me to be his accomplice so he could teach her a lesson. We have spent many hours sharing strangulation phone sex fantasies so planning her demise was easy.
I have a friend that works st the morgue. Talking him into giving me the key and access to the building was just a matter of giving him a piece of ass. I have done it many times before when I have the craving for sex with dead bodies.
I was ready and waiting for them in the cold room of the morgue. As soon as they got there I threw him the cord which he wrapped around her neck and began to tighten. I watched as she slowly slumped to the floor, her body convulsing and my cunt twitching while I watched.
But that was to easy I wanted to bring her back and inflict more pain. He ended it all to fast and I hadn’t had my fix. Laying her on one of the exam tables I took the paddles and began to shock her, first on the chest, next on either side of her head….nothing. But the way it made her body twitch made him want to fuck her. So I kept shocking her while he fucked her, spitting profanity at her.
Finally I threw him on the cold floor and rode his cock with my hands around his neck until I came all over him.
From The Torture Sex Club to Underground Snuff Porn
Torture sex clubs are popping up all over. For a submissive fuck slut like me, I can’t help but try them all. There is always going to be a risk. Some clubs are linked to the underground snuff porn world. I have gotten roughed up pretty bad at a few. Even came close to death once when a guy cut me too deep. I keep going back because I am a risk taking pain slut junkie.
This new club looked like many others I have visited. Stark basement, brick walls, dark and damp. Industrial feel. Women are always able to attend one of this clubs with no back ground check, but men are subjected to various tests. I guess that gives me some sort of false security. I met a guy at the club who took an immediate liking to me. He likes buxom blond bimbos. We went to a private room where he suspended me and used me as a punching bag. He was very fond of going Mike Tyson on my fake tits. They were black and blue within an hour. So was the rest of me.
I was forced to suck his cock while hanging upside down. I nearly gagged on his cum. He slapped me. Punched me in the stomach a few times then left. Just left. Left me hanging in pain for hours. I was getting ill from the blood rushing to my head. I screamed for help. Screamed until my voice was shot. Still no one came. I puked and had to swallow my own bile. I pissed on myself. My own urine ran down body, over my tits, hitting my chin. Finally, I passed out. No clue how long I had been out. No memory of being moved. But, when I woke up, I was hanging up right like a side of beef in a cold dank basement with several other blonde buxom bimbos.
I started screaming. Trying to get the other girls to talk to me. I soon discovered they were all dead. I was the only one breathing in that room. I wondered how long that would last. I heard a voice over a speaker like the Saw movies. All he said was, “Welcome to the Dead Bimbos Club.” I came into the club as a pain slut whore. I would leave the club as a snuff porn queen.
Taboo Phone Sex; Dumb Boy Learns Fellatio, The Twisted Way!
Little fucking ass holes and bitches, fucking disgust me. Why people would ever want to breed such nasty creatures is beyond me. When I was approached by a little idiot at the corner of his fucking bus stop I about threw up in my mouth. The little brat had the nerve to tell me I was “fine as fuck” and that he wanted me to suck his “giant dick”. Now, I am a fairly fair person, I walked away that day. A couple days later though I was walking again past the same corner. The little shit had the nerve to not only call me “sweet stuff” but ask if I came back for more. That was it.This taboo phone sex bitch was done and I was going to teach this little ass hole a lesson! So I turned on my charm and brought him back to my place. He really thought he was going to score.
I brought him inside and took him down into my torture chamber down stairs. This is how dense this guy was, he thought it was my sex room! Blood and chains everywhere and he still thinks I am going to give him head. My friend came from around the corner and my eyes turned to meet his only to get inrupted by the little chump, little ass had his clothes off already. “Well babe, you going to show me how a real women gives blowjobs,” he asked of me. “Oh I am going to teach you about it alright, but it is going to be you giving the fellatio, not me.” He looked at me, I could tell the word fellatio was rattling around that brain of his. I grabbed my hand out and gripped it around his throat pulling him near me.
I grabbed his head and forced him on my friend. When he let out groans of satisfaction for the mouth force fuck he was being given I slapped him across the face and asked him what his problem was. He told me he was just doing what he was taught. Well, I was going to show him the propper way, folding him in half I shoved his head towards his own cock. “Now little boy, stick out your tongue and say AHHHH” I laughed as I shoved his face down onto his own cock. He wanted a lesson and he was going to get it. He grabbed it hard at the base and sucked right on. The little ingrate was actually listening to me. “That’s good now, choke on it!” I shoved his head down further, he began to gag on his own cock. Sure enough he started doing it on his own. I watched in awe as this little fag sucked up his own pre-cum.
I flipped the idiot upside down. He did not want to stop sucking his cock. I grabbed a big spike studded dildo and shove it into his ass hole. First he whimpered and then, he came. The little ass was enjoying the fucking punishment I was giving him. Like a little pain slut sissy fag he came into his own mouth. I was in awe. This was not punishment for him, which made me very very angry. Well if he wanted to enjoy his auto-fellatio then he could forever. I took a chainsaw and cut that little bitch in half. When he was done I let all my friend come over and fuck his dead remains, while his dead body sucked his own worthless, dead cock!
Snuff Movies for Snuff Porn Movie Download
I have a man in my life who loves snuff movies. Instead of watching Titanic or The Notebook together, we do the snuff porn movie download thing from the Internet to my HDTV. It’s like Netflix but with the kind of movies you can’t admit you watch, let alone download. We were watching this blonde whore, who resembled me, get fucked and choked at same time. When her body went lifeless, and the guy in the film kept fucking her, my sick fuck buddy suddenly stood up and yanked me off the couch by my bleach blonde locks.
He dragged me down to the basement and kept mumbling about how hot sex with dead bodies would be. He was going to use me for his own private film. He strapped me down to his torture table and told me we were going to make our own home movie. He cut off my oxygen with a board tight against my throat. As I was struggling to breathe, I heard him sharpening his blades. I pissed myself in fear.
He came back with an evil glean in his eyes and informed me I needed a boob job before I could be a snuff star. I was weak from the lack of oxygen. There was no warning. He just raised his knife and started stabbing my breasts. “Silicon is for toys,” he informed me as he cut out my silicon bags. Blood was cascading down my sides. I was bleeding everywhere, but he informed me he would not let me die, yet. He just wanted to make me a natural woman before we made our own snuff porn. I passed out from the board on my trachea. Woke up covered in blood with barely B cups, a bad stitch job and puncture wounds. I was in a lot of pain. I begged for some drugs or something. He squirted a tube of Ben Gay into the holes in my chest, giggled and said “no pain no gain bitch.”
Later that night, as I sat on the couch trying to recover, he downloaded a film of what he did to me while he mutilating my breasts. I’m sickened to think what he stitched back inside of me.
Taboo Phone Sex: Sewn to Own
He said I was too beautiful. I thought he meant it as a compliment. Then he used my face as a punching bag. So when he said my body was too perfect, I knew I was in trouble. He started carving me up. Cutting my flesh. My beauty pissed him off so he took it from me. “Ugly whores make the best slaves,” he said as broke my nose and sliced my clit. He hit me so hard I passed out. I woke up in a morgue like room. I was trembling with fear as I saw all the cutting instruments next to me. I could smell the death in the air.
I glanced over and he was stitching up a dead girl. “She use to be beautiful just like you. Now look at her,” he said. His cock was hard. She was all scarred up. “Scars make you ugly. Ugly makes you submissive,” he kept repeating as he started fucking the dead girl. After he came in her corpse, he moved closer to me with a big needle and thread. I peed on the cold table from fear and disgust. I thought he was going to kill me like he did the other girl and fuck my lifeless body. Apparently he just wanted to unpretty me so I would never leave him. He did not realize I was his already.
He started sewing my cunt shut. “Now you won’t be tempted to be a slut,” he said with evil glee as he pierced my pussy mound with a big needle. I screamed, but he kept sewing until my pussy was closed for business. Swollen, bloody and sewn shut in the shape of a corset. Only he could untie my pussy for his pleasure. It was like a chastity belt, but painful and bloody. Now I was scarred, scared and submissive. His ugly fuck pig until he grows tired of me. I was sewn to own.