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Sex with Dead Bodies: What’s Your Sick Fantasy?

sex with dead bodiesI get told all the time I am going to hell. I take it as a compliment. Means I am not afraid to go into the fringes, the dark crevices of human desires. We all have sick and perverted thoughts. Just most of you let guilt or morality or common decency rule your actions. Not me. No impulse control. No censor. I am your perfect accomplice because I will push you to act on your sick fantasies. I use blackmail, torture, even threat of death to you or your loved ones if you don’t do as I want, which is really what you want too.

Take Chad for example. I hacked his computer. Guys are such easy prey for a little dirty IM. They think I am some blonde buxom goddess, start cybering with me, and boom, I’m in their computer seeing all the sick things that make them hard. Chad is a necrophilia wannabe. He wants to have sex with dead bodies. A cold corpse gets him hard. So, when we were sexting about our dark desires, I laid the bait. “I fantasize about being a corpse and getting fucked,” I typed on my computer screen. Funny, he suggested we meet. Men are so easy to manipulate.

taboo phone sexHe was a bit shocked to discover that I didn’t exactly look like my yahoo pic. When he tried to run, I showed him my big knife, and photos of some of the sick shit I pulled off his computer. “Consider me your dark angel helping you make all your dreams cum true,” I said with an devilish grin. I blind folded him and took him on a little trip to the county morgue. I have a like minded sick friend who gets me access to the cadavers after hours. It’s good to have friends in dead places! I had the perfect specimen picked out for Chad. This poor dead girl headless and without any organs. An empty vessel so to speak. I may have helped remove her guts for my own sick pleasure, but that’s for a different blog.

necrophilia phone sexI removed the blindfold. Chad gasped in horror while simultaneously popping a huge boner in his pants. I held the knife to his back and made him fuck her cold dead cunt. It was fucking hot as hell because you could see his cock poking through her open cavity. Just a hollowed out skeleton; all that remained was bones and some sinew. She was ice cold; but his cock was red hot. When he came, I could see the cum decorating her rib cage, from the inside. “Aren’t you glad you met me Chad,” I inquired? “Now your twisted fantasies are a reality.” He still looked at me like I was the Antichrist before scurrying away like a scared puppy.

Face it. Maybe not now, but some time, he will be grateful he met me. You will too. I will help you by whatever means necessary act on your most sick and twisted desires. Everyone needs a dark angel on their shoulder.

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Bloody Hell

taboo phone sex karmaHe is my favorite accomplice. He really knows how to torture a bitch. I love his knife skills and how he is able to skin a bitch down to the bone one layer at a time, keeping her alive to feel every bit of it. He waits until her eyes glass over and she is on the verge of loosing conscientiousness before coming to me with blood covered hands he covers me in blood before lowering himself over my body and impaling me with his monster cock. The fucking is brutal and my cunt swells from the assault of his huge dick. I dip my hands in her blood and cover his body in it. He stops fucking me before I can cum and goes back to her. She is sobbing now and her eyes have focused once again when his torture begins again. The first layer of skin is almost completely removed and soon he will ram that cock into her bloody pussy. He unloads his cum into her before letting me lick her blood covered pussy sucking his spunk out of it. Before the night is over my cunt will be filled with his cum and his cock will be covered in mine.

Early Morning Release

violent phone sex angieI woke up in the wee hours of the morning reliving the psycho killing flick I watched before I went to bed. The vivid images of my dream that transported me into the movie as I looked around at the blood covered room. Sitting up my blood was running as cold as ice and I could not resist the pull. I felt the cold floor hit my feet and as I stood I didn’t even look for a robe or clothes. In my bare feet and thin long gown I found the case with all my shiny implements of torture and mayhem.

Rubbing the leather case over my rock hard nipples and already wet pussy, I head for the door and down the alley, inhabited by nothing but rats at this hour of the morning. I knew exactly what flat they were in, the sweet young mother and her two innocent blonde haired offspring…….

Suddenly I had visions of hailing a cab for the airport in the morning amidst the frantic officers investigating the horrid scene and the sound of the sirens filling the streets and my pussy let flow another gush of cum.

I let myself in with ease and found my way up the narrow steps to the first door. It was like a gift at Christmas, I had no clue which one was first….As my eyes adjusted I saw the deep breathing and slender silhouette of the youngest, a male and I licked my lips as I neared the bed. Placing my hands over his little mouth I easily cut the clothes off his body and admired the trembling frame and small penis. placing my hand around his throat I applied enough pressure to keep him quiet but not enough to kill him.  Leaning over I take his little dick into my mouth licking nicely for just long enough to calm him a bit before biting and ripping at the same time. Turning around I smile and show him his flesh between my teeth. Using his torn pajamas I tie him up and stuff a sock in his mouth. His heart is beating so fast from fear, he should bleed to death soon.

Now I know that sweet gum drop and her ma are what’s left. Blood covers my face and the front of my gown and cum is flowing freely down the inside of my legs now. I want her to watch me abuse her gum drop, I want her to beg and plead for me to stop. I want her to beg me to do it to her instead…….I love it when I can hear the blood pumping in my ears because I am so excited about the bloody crime scene that will be left behind! mutilation phone sex angie

Snuff Porn Flicks by Angie

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She is sitting on her bed in nothing but a pair of black t-backs watching porn and holding a vibrator in her hand. (A noise is heard in the background, glass shattering) She is frozen with fear. (the sound of footsteps approaching)

He enters the room in a pair of jeans, a black mask and black gloves (no shirt) holding a strip of wire) In one swift move he wraps the wire around her neck, lays on the bed and forces her down on top of him tightening the wire so he has control.

Scene 2:

She begins gasping trying to breath, her struggle arouses him and he grinds his cock into her panties. Now in total control he rolls over putting her under him. Wire in one hand he reaches down and unzips his pants. He grabs her hand and places it on his hard dick instructing her to jerk him off. She can barely breath and obeys his command.

Scene 3:

Ripping her panties off with his free hand he instructs her to guide his dick inside her. Fucking her hard he increases pressure on the wire cutting off her breath. Her body begins to convulse under his and he increases the speed of his thrusts before collapsing on her dead body and emptying his load inside her.

Scene 4:

Getting up he begins to caress her lifeless body while kissing her full on the lips. Running his hands up and down her and moaning with pleasure.

Scene 5:

He kneels on the floor next to the bed. Positioning himself between her legs he drags her lifeless body to the edge and begins eating her pussy. and jerking his cock.

Scene 6:

He unloads another load of cum all over her face and in her mouth that is gaping open as her eyes stare lifelessly into space.

Scene 7:

He positions the body with the vibrator in her hand and shoved in her pussy, her face staring at the porn on the TV and then slips out of the room.

The End Of My Snuff Porn Flick

Torture Phone Sex Bloody Whore Dreams

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     Torture phone sex was my way of wanting to die with you! I felt the kick to my face and then my body lay in heap on the floor. This is how our torture fun would begin. You would take the nail bit gun and staple my perky nipples. I would yell, and scream! You loved the blood curling screams and your cock would sit up at attention!  As blood ran down my tits you would drink it all up and kick me some more. You wanted to dislocate my ribs and I could see by the look of your cock you liked that. You would take a knife and shove it in my pussy causing the blood to reach your cock when you fucked me. It would be fun for you if the blood that ran from my body was mixed with your cock blood you said. You loved the taste of my flesh and our parties together were fun!

    I don’t know if it was the need to die that twisted my pleasure.  Or the fact that when you tortured me it turned me the fuck on!

     You would cut at my tits, or hang me with a rope gripping the flesh and causing rope burns all over my neck.  Slamming my head against the wall I didn’t have time to think as you ripped my panties off. I felt the razors cutting my flesh and your smile as blood pooled around me. I felt this stiffness of your rod against my ass and felt your rip into me with enormous speed. I had this coming the finality of death and there was not a damn thing to do but let you finish the job! But what good conversations we could have about the need to die to feel your cock on my cold flesh as life went out of me!

Snuff Porn Falls Short on a Bloody Phone Call

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     Snuff porn and us just mixed so well during our conversations together. Biting into my flesh was part of the scenario for us.  The taste of blood seeped through your teeth and into my mouth and I was reminded of how twisted you liked our play time. My hands lay limp at my side as you positioned the rope over my neck and pulled with such force that I instantly could not let out a breath. I wanted to die, to fill no emotion and no air in this world. I felt the pressure of your cock inside me pounding me as the last bit of my air escaped from my lips and into the abyss. Your cock was hard and mighty causing my limp body to shake and the shit to run from my ass instantly. You would revive me with an electric shock as you had so many times before.

     You loved for my body to be stiff and rigid almost dead like as you fucked my pussy. You also liked stabbing my flesh with the knife and watching blood ooze out of me. This was right wasn’t it to get back at a someone who had rejected you? You turned over my still corpse spread my cheeks and mounted my ass burying yourself in my shallow walls. It was the release that you needed to gain. Involuntarily my body shook causing the last of a vomit to pour from my lips. You licked at then pushed my lifeless body back down on the floor. Pissing on my face, you let it fall on me in a drove then you fell to your knees again, you slapped my face and opened my mouth ripping at my lips to open up to insert your cock. You had five minutes or I would be dead for good. Thrusting your load in my mouth  you exploded. Scourging up looking for the defibrillator you pushed the electrical shock back to my tits and pulled the vamp. I was alive this time. My body sat in a hurdle shock and I choked as I came too. I caught you again pounding your cock inside my pussy succumbing to this aching need to kill me. Punching me in the face you told me how much of a dirty little whore I was and how our fun was so good for you. You couldn’t have realized how good it was for me too.

   As the clock ran out  and our time came to a close. Was I dead, alive,? Was this a dream of hell that you wanted to recreate? Only a call would tell!

Going Shopping

violent phone sex angieI am getting ready for a big party and as always the food is of the utmost importance. I recently heard of a farm that raises the best meat. I hear it is young and tender and well fed. They allow you to inspect your purchase very carefully. It’s a long ride to the farm. The place is in the middle of the woods, well secluded and well guarded. No one gets in or out with out permission of some sort. I can’t count the number of times I cum on the ride there. Finger fucking my pussy the entire way there. Thinking about the specimens waiting for me. Shaved bald and just waiting for that bullet to the head once I make my choice. Watching them wrap the body for me and putting it on ice for the ride home makes me hotter then hell. I get home and take the body out of the car. Laying it on the table I carefully unwrap it and taste the flesh by licking it, working my way down to the cold blue nipples sucking them into my mouth, I work my way lower, spreading her open and dipping my tongue inside, knowing the thrill of cutting her up and packaging her  to my liking is just minutes away. I always peel the skin off her pussy and ass to fry up as a crispy treat while I work. Only the best cuts will be served at the party and they must be marinated just right. I think I will make a batch of blood pudding…..so much to do to get ready for the big day!

Gothic Phone Sex with Blair

gothic phone sex submissiveWhen he said we were going to a Goth club, I got excited. Something new.  I was not familiar with the lifestyle, but as a good submissive, I did my research so I could please him. I discovered 23 varieties of goth. Some I was familiar with like the emo punk girl, the death metal head banger, even the vampire goth. But others like steampunk and rivethead goths, I was not at all familiar. I decided to dress  as a Victorian/Elizabethan goth. That way I could be sexy and sophisticated with a whimsy of romance. Goths are romantic, dark, mysterious, even a little morbid. I was going to enjoy this club. From what I read Goths were not violent, just kinky. They dabble in the BDSM culture,  pagan rituals and the occult, but  are basically just a gloomy lot of sexual deviants. Surely, I would fit in.

The club was an old castle turned into a private  nightclub. My companion paid thousands of dollars for a VIP suite for the night. The room had an eerie feel. On the surface, it looked romantic and dark. Very Victorian era. Something wicked was lurking beneath the surface, however, I just had a feeling. It is not my place to question a Master. Ever. I ignored my feeling, did as I was told. Master tied me up, skull fucked me, force fucked my ass, even flogged me. We played our usual master and servant game.  I convinced myself this was just a fantasy role play for us; something different than the usual bondage games.

sex with dead bodies mommy sexMaster told me he had a surprise for me. He blindfolded me. I could hear him opening a door, talking in a whispered tone, then I heard silence and a loud thud, then more silence. When he removed the blindfold, I saw a coffin. At first I thought maybe this was a vampire fetish he wanted to explore. I wish that was it. Master thought it would be fun for me to fuck a corpse. I thought he was joking. Certainly this was just a guy pretending to be dead, so I climbed into the coffin to show Master what a good girl I am. The body was ice cold. There was an awful smell. I tried to leap off, but Master held a knife to my throat. “Be a good girl Blair, or you will be punished, permanently,” he said. Such a sinister smile on his face when he said it too.

When I asked how I was suppose to fuck a dead guy, he slapped my face so hard,  he busted my lip. I was giving a hand job to a lifeless dick. I felt sick. His cock would not  get hard, not even too my mouth.  Master shoved a cattle prod up the dead guy’s ass and his cock came to life. I closed my eyes, mounted that ice cold cock and rode him like he was alive. I kept telling myself it was fantasy; that he was just an actor at the club. But the harder I rode him, the more I realized this was not fantasy, but Master’s macabre desire to humiliate me, scare me, hurt me. Flesh was falling off the dead guy’s pecker the harder I rode him. Master saw the disgust and horror on my face and just laughed. I wanted to vomit.

necrophilia phone sexMaster made me spend the night in the coffin with a rotting corpse. The next morning when he let me out of the coffin, made me shower, then spent the entire morning force fucking my ass with a medieval cross. My ass was gaping open as usual. But there was nothing usual about fucking a corpse. Goths may be dark; they may be macabre, but they can’t hold a candle to Master’s perverse world.

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Killer Phone Sex Electrocution

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     Killer phone sex games were fun as long as you understand the rules. He said it was harmless just a pointless game that we would play. I didn’t believe it but he had pulled my hairs and singed my skin with that lighter. Now I lay helpless on my back and my eyes were being held open by clamps for the electric shock. He said electrocution wouldn’t hurt that there would no pain. That the high I had was going to go on forever. I was scared but the need to party outweighed my good sense. It wouldn’t last very long it would end and then I could get all the  caviar I needed. He was nice and clean who cared if he put ram rods in my ass or a ball gag in my mouth. It was all a part of the play time and I was really ready for it. The shit in his hand that he was pushing on my tits was going to be ok. I had said it would be ok. Then I felt the first volt. I smelled the remains of my flesh burned from my skin and my tits felt like they were on fire. I was happy wasn’t I? This is what I needed right this agony of torture?

As he grabbed the cowhide whip and thrust it into the air I knew that this game was going to go on for a while but I was happy to receive all he could throw at me wasn’t I? Wasn’t I happy to be cut open and sacrificed for our love game?

 

Rock-a-Bye Baby

He had kept me alive longer than the others, but I knew he was growing bored of me. He liked his cock deep inside pussies that were growing cold with death. Mine was far to hot and wet to satisfy his urge to feel the lifelessness that he craved so badly. I watched as he killed the other girls and fucked their corpses. I saw how hard it made him cum to watch their dead eyes stare off into the darkness as he fucked them one last time. The kill no longer thrilled him, it was the body without life that he needed.

He dragged me out of my cell and I knew it would be my final night with him. I tried to relax and just take the cuts of the blades as they came. He sliced me everywhere, and the blood poured to the floor. I could no longer scream or fight, as I had been too weak for days. I had accepted my fate at the hands of this monster. I did try to look in his eyes, for one glimmer of humanity.  There was nothing but blackness, almost like he was as dead as all the girls before me. I began to feel dizzy and see stars and I knew I was running out of blood.

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He felt my skin with his hand and I could feel how warm he was compared to me. I began to shiver as I grew cold and my vision blurred. I heard him undo his pants finally and I knew that meant I was almost gone. He entered me and I couldn’t move at all. The last thing I remember was being rocked to a permanent sleep by him stroking his cock in and out of my dead cunt.