Tag: Snuff phone sex

Snuff Sex: It’s A Killer Thriller

 

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Snuff sex is one of those things that can never be topped. Was it an accident? Did you go too far by mistake? Or was it a planned event. Personally, I thing the calculated , planned events are way more fun. You’ve invited someone over and get to the point where it’s time to fuck. Getting in bed is hot because with every fuck of the cock or sucking it down you are inching closer to death. You know exactly what you’re going to do. You’re on top of her, pounding the shit out of her, but the knife is under your pillow for easy access. She’s wiggling and moaning with her eyes closed, loving the thick dick you’re giving to her. She starts to cream all over your cock and before she can react, you jam the knife into the base of her skull. Ironically, you gush a huge load of cream into her pussy as she lies there-dead. What could be better than that? Maybe, you’ll fuck her ass too before the clean-up crew arrives.

Castration Phone Sex is The Best Fantasy for a Pervert

Deep within Morticia’s lair, the atmosphere was charged with raw sexual energy. Darion was already half-mad with anticipation, his cock standing erect, leaking with desire for Castration Phone Sex.

Castration phone sex is What Darion Will Receive

I’m Morticia, the Mistress of the Dark. Tonight I am dressed in a corset of leather, fishnet stockings, and a thong that barely covers my cunt. With my leather stiletto heels clanking on the Dungeon floor I approach my victim. My approach is like a predator stalking prey.

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My victim has been bound with his wrists and ankles secured with thick leather cuffs to the cold, unforgiving stone wall. His legs are spread wide, exposing his most vulnerable parts. My fingers trail down his chest, circling his nipples before clamping them with vicious little devices. These clamps bite into his flesh, sending jolts of pain straight to his already throbbing erection.

My whip, the leather cracking through the air before landing with a sharp sting on his skin. Each lash placed with precision, the welts rising red and angry, crisscrossing his torso and thighs. This sends his cock twitching with each hit. Pausing now, I grip his shaft, pumping it slowly, my thumb rubbing over the head, smearing his precum down the length.

Dropping to my knees, I hake his balls in her hand and squeeze then. Then I start biting down gently, making him buck against his restraints. I then introduce a sharp shimmering scalpel that I playfully run it over his sack. Slowly his skin begins to trickle with blood, and a new wave of pain mixing with the pleasure ensues.

As my victim struggles and I laugh, a viscous evil laugh. Then I slide a thick rubber band over his balls, to the base of them. Now they are plump and more vulnerable than ever. Now it’s time, Loser. You have been a filthy fucking pervert and I will give you what you need.

 Snuff Sex is the Final Destination for Darion

Once I had cut his sack open and cut out his testicles, I was ready to torture Darion further. My fingers slick with lube, I begin to tease his ass, circling his entrance before slowly pushing in a thick, ribbed dildo. Finally the pure confusion from the pain and new pleasure. Now I watch his face contort with a mix of pleasure and discomfort as I thrust the toy in and out.

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Let Santas helpers In yoru home to Rape Fantasy your family!

Home invasion phone sexHome invasion phone sex for men who tell their brats Santa is real. Letting a fat, hairy man in your home once a year to give them gifts? I bet he wants to give him his nice candy cane right in those little chimneys. So If you let your fucking brats believe a man can sneak in the house, I can exploit that to my best interest.  As your new student, I think it’s time for me to come and visit teacher’s house during the holidays. I mean, you did fuck me in the ass in a supply closet. So I think I should repay the kindness. And with sexy wife, little girl and teen boy we should have a lot of fun.

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Breaking in your house around a holiday is bringing the gift of good orgasms for Big Daddy. I know you like I’m young baby because look at me, I would never pass for 18. You want to fuck my ass so much, I think you want to fuck your daughter’s ass and your son wants to fuck your wife. I’ll bring some big enforcements to help your wife get some massive cock just as well as your girl. Hey, do what I say, or they will get this knife cross their throats. Don’t fucking play with me, get me what I want. Because I think Daddy needs some cock from his son and my accomplice too! Don’t worry, daddy, I won’t forget you. I’ll make sure everyone gets their share of cock. Now, let’s get this show on the road.

Home invasion phone sex with Stephanie

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Let me share with you a kinky, home invasion phone sex scene that keeps replaying in my mind. Hopefully you have a fantasy that can make me as wet as this one or even more! I was hired by some dirty, old man to abduct his precious, little neighbor girl and deliver her to his torture dungeon. I needed the cash and didn’t give a shit what I had to do to get it. She was still a tiny thing so luring her away wasn’t going to happen. I was going to have to actually break into her house and take her in the middle of the night if I wanted the gig. Neighbor guy had been in the house a few times and knew enough about the layout to give me directions to her nursery. I broke in through an open bathroom window, crept down the hall and snatched the little brat right from her crib. I walked past her mommy and daddy’s open bedroom door just for the thrill of the risk of getting caught. That’s when something sparked in my evil mind and I got an idea so twisted that I had to act on it. I pulled the Daddy’s pants down and started to stroke him while he was still sleeping. He got hard almost instantly so I put his little brat right on his dick and let her latch her mouth around the head. He didn’t wake up and realize he was mouth fucking his own little brat until his wifes gurggling got loud enough to wake him. Oh, maybe I should have mentioned that I was kneeling on her throat with all of my weight, crushing her as I played with her husband and brat. Daddy woke up in time to see that the mouth he was about to cum in wasn’t his wife’s but instead his own daughter. Of course he tried to fight me off when he realized what was happening but I quickly snuffed him out with a bang and went on to deliver his little brat to the naughty neighbor creep who paid me to steal her in the first place. Call me if you want to know what happened once that old man got his hands on that tiny, baby fuck toy.

Sex with dead bodies I created… six months ago.

Sex with Dead Bodies

As much as I like being the victim, I like making them too.

See, this graveyard from our last adventure? Has a lot of skeletons in it. Ones I created. And ones I use to fuck myself with. Because bones never really go limp.

Best time to harvest a bony dong is around 6 months dead. Perfectly cleaned off of any of the gooey stuff, but also hard enough still to with handle the abuse I’m about to give it. A femur is usually the best one.

The head of the bone usually makes a really good for clit stimulation. With how round the knob of it is, can just rub your shit like it’s gonna give you life. Gets me nice and wet so I don’t have to worry about going dry.

As I will always end up shoving a fuck toy up my crotch so I can give myself a boner.

See what I did there 😉

Head of the femur is probably equates to being fisted. It’s a big joint, but feels fucking amazing when you use it to give yourself a calcium shaft therapy session. And you can go for hours if you have enough lube with you.

Sex with dead bodies is always a pleasure for me to enjoy. Even when my dear lover ceased to exist many moons ago.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies are The Best Fun

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies are the best things to explore with Snuff calls. As a filthy little cum slut of a exploitation film type victim, my cunt craves torture.

Not only does my cunt crave torture. But my asshole is also a prime suspect for the pleasures of dick. In fact some guys only want ass. In fact they crave an ass like mine. After all I have the perfectly accommodating asshole for big dicks.

Some nights I am getting myself in such a series of deep trouble that I wake up unsure of how I survived. Honestly I really get off on the edge. Like the edge of death makes me feel more fucking alive than ever.

In conclusion I just want to say that I am here to be used. Coincidently I will also entertain the idea of being fantasy raped into full used up ass and cunt. Then used as a bait bitch to find new flesh for the pleasures of perverted sadistics.

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Rena Is a Dirty Accomplice Phone Sex Whore

Accomplice Phone Sex is my favorite. I also love a good p-daddy when I have calls. It reminds me of my upbringing and how my family loved to play with me. I was the only girl in a family of mainly men.  My mom was a whore that daddy got pregnant and she kept working and daddy wanted to do his thing too.  A lot of times, I had to take on mommy’s duties since she was out fucking other men to put food on the table.  So daddy taught me from a young age that I was nothing more than holes for his cock and eventually nothing more than holes for other mens cock to use and abuse.

That’s what I’ve been taught and I love putting it to good use.  Every guy I’m with knows we have no consent, they are able to fuck any hole they want, anytime.  I could be asleep, working, out somewhere. They are free to come get me and demand me to be the cum dumpster they need in order to get their balls drained into my tight cunt.  Boy they sure love a small asian girl. Some tell me I look a lot younger which gets their cocks hard. I am attracted to mainly p-dadAccomplice phone sexdy’s because we can find that young pussy together and I am an assett to them because girls trust me. I look young and trustworthy. Parents even ask me to watch their rugrats and I then invite guys over to play with them and groom them together.

I make a great accomplice, bottom line. If you need help in your fantasy getting away with the dirty things in your mind in our fantasies, give Rena a call. No judgment zone here for sure just here to help get my pussy wet and your cock to explode.

Killer Phone Sex: Reverse Snuff Fantasies

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Killer phone sex no doubt means that someone is getting murdered eventually. But in this instance, I’m talking about something a little different from my regular snuff fantasies.

You see, I have a friend who says everyone, no matter how submissive and masochistic, has at least a small sadistic streak buried inside them somewhere. And she’s not wrong because I have one, myself. And there are times when I think about not being the victim, but being the perpetrator instead.

I like the idea of a sexy femme fatale situation. I seduce you, take you back to my place, put you on my bed, and do all kinds of nasty things with you. But when we get to the point where I climb up on top and ride, I manage to slip a garrote around your neck before you realize what’s happened. And as I strangle you, your body contorts in all kinds of fascinating ways that makes your cock even harder and twitch inside me! The death throes make me ride you even harder. If you’re lucky, you’ll get one last orgasm out of the deal before you pass out.

Of course, I have to call my aforementioned friend later to help me dispose of the body. That’s what friends are for, after all!

Sadistic Phone Sex Mutilation of Daddy The Best Holiday

In the shadowy corners of imagination Sadistic Phone Sex with two Seductively Sadistic vixens comes into play. Today, we delve into the dark narrative of two women, whose sadistic pleasures are as intricate as the craving and desires of men for little girls. 

 

A Den of Twisted Sadistic Phone Sex Delights

 

Imagine a place where torment and pain come into being.  In fact it’s a basement dungeon. And this dungeon is  adorned with the tools of our trade – specially curated items that speak of a long, dark interest in the macabre.
The walls might be lined with the echoes of past victims, each scream absorbed into the stone, creating an atmosphere thick with dread.
This is where you awake. Specifically you awake tied to a wooden beam, by your wrists. And as you dangle there soon you will realize that you are no longer a man. Obviously there was a lot of blood, and you are weak but now conscious. 

Queens of Pain : Morticia and Angie

 

Morticia – With eyes like cold steel and a smile that never reaches them, she’s the architect of pain. With hair, a cascade of raven black, frames her face like a dark halo. Obviously my methods are calculated, each strike, each cut, planned with the precision of a surgeon. And my laughter, when it comes, is like the sound of glass shattering, a chill to the bone.

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Angie – The artist of agony, her beauty is deceptive, her voice deep and melodic, a siren’s call to disaster. Blonde, with curls that seem innocent, her touch, however, is anything but. She revels in the psychological torment, her words weaving a web of despair and confusion, her physical acts an extension of her chaotic mind.

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The Victim: The Canvas of Torment

 

Let’s call him Alex, a man whose filthy desire is a crime in itself.  After being caught in the act  his screams a symphony to the ears of his tormentors. He’s bound, not just by physical restraints but by the overwhelming terror that these women can evoke, turning his mind into another battlefield. 
“But wasn’t that sweet little girl cunt and ass worth it? Loser” We taunt and torment Alex some more. You see this latest victim of which he violated was one that was targeted for our ritual sacrifice. Obviously Alex had good taste. But good taste can be damning.

 

The Act: A Symphony of Snuff Phone Sex Sadism

 

The scene begins with the ritualistic preparation, almost like a dance. Morticia and Angie move with a choreographed grace around Alex, each selecting their tools with the care of connoisseurs. What follows is an exploration of pain – physical through whips, knives, and devices of their own dark invention; psychological through whispered threats, mind games, and the slow, deliberate breaking of spirit.
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Killer phone sex means her corpse is filled with cum

Killer phone sex is what I am here for, bloody, messy and bone chilling. If I don’t do it right my Master will punish me and if I am a really bad girl I might end up on the chopping block. So I never disobey him. It’s a dark, twisted world I inhabit, but it is what it is.

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My Master believes he is an artist, he thinks he is better than any of them. The way he suffocates a whore, I guess I can see it. The way he sets it all up, the kind of camera he uses, everything is top notch. He most definitely is a perfectionist. This last girl he filmed, was a real pain. She wouldn’t take his orders and kept messing up the shots.

He ordered me to shove a dildo down her throat and tape up her mouth. She fought every step of the way. The bitch even got me in trouble for taking too long. As punishment he made me snuff her out. He knows how much I hate doing that, it really fucks with me. I made sure that plastic bag was super tight so her last breath was quick. He usually fucks them first but I guess he was generous. He knows I have developed a taste for Sex with dead bodies. I love their vacant eyes and still limbs. 

My Master watched with delight, his own arousal growing as he witnessed the scene before him. He urged me on, his commands got my pussy even wetter, I could feel the heat building within me, the familiar ache of release just beyond my grasp.

As I reached my climax, I let out a primal scream, my body shaking with pleasure. My Master followed suit, his own release a testament to the power of our twisted union. As we lay there, spent and exhausted, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. My life as a snuff whore may be dark, but it’s never dull. It’s a life filled with sex and death, but it’s one that I wouldn’t trade for anything. After all, there’s no greater thrill than giving your Master exactly what he demands, even if it means filling a corpse with cum.