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You should never hold on to your anger

snuff phone sex I’ve got a little too much anger built up and I think it’s about fucking time to take it out on the most deserving pathetic victims. And I’ve got something in mind for sure. I’ve got this particular hate for those entitled drunk assholes. Always going out, never taking responsibilities. That’s why I’ve already kidnapped that oh so annoying and completely wasted couple I found wandering around downtown last night. They were so drunk they got right into my car thinking I was a taxi! This is why I won’t allow these pitiful fuckers to see another drunken day again. When they woke up it wasn’t so pleasant. I had my electric saw on and that hangover made them cringe and jerk. They are really going to be freaking out once they lose some limbs. My little mementos! They do as they always do – beg and cry and question me on why I am doing this – disgusting. But I absolutely lost it on that slutty skank when she touched me with her bloody, dirty hands. I started beating her face left and right blood was everywhere. It was turning me on; I put my pussy right over her face and started pissing in her mouth forcing her to swallow it. She was crying and choking on my piss, struggling to get away but who’s the true bad bitch here? Me, of course. That’s why when she began to talk shit like she was actually something I wrapped my hands around her dirty, bloody, piss covered neck and started showing her who was the fucking boss. And just before she left this world I stopped and she choked on air, so scared for her life. I’m not done with her yet and I haven’t even barely gotten started on her dumbass bitch of a boyfriend. It’s time to pick a torture because once I’m done playing it’s bye bye forever you little twits.

Worth the Pain

Pain can be such a release for a little fuck slut like me. I’ve been outcast all my life for being different and too thin and being too withdrawn. I was an easy victim for my latest Master. He has tortured me for months with needles and pain and humilation. Yet, once in awhile there was something almost kind about him. The way he would say my name at times, rather than just calling me a little cum dumpster. He would say it with a smooth silky tone, and let it roll off his tongue. And I noticed as much pain as he inflicted on me, he suffered his own pain. His cock stayed limp.

If he caught me looking, he made me pay dearly for it. He would stick needles through my clit and nipples and bruise me so badly that I felt it for weeks. Yet, he didn’t hide his flaccid cock. He had me so mind-fucked that for some reason I wanted to help him. I wondered if pain could help heal his mind the way it heals mine. Its a need, an addiction. Its the only thing that gets my cunt wet. So maybe, just maybe… I could try to turn the tables. Just once. I lay on my cot at night dreaming of what it would be like to inflict pain on him.

One night, ashe was arranging his tools to torture my little body on his table, I reached out and gently stroked his cock. He grabbed my arm so hard that I thought he broke it. He let go and then slapped me so hard I saw stars. But I persisted and reached out again and touched his flaccid cock. He raised his hand to strike me again, but caught my gaze and stopped. I took my chance and grabbed a clamp off the tool table. He watched my every move, but he didn’t say a word. I reached the clamp up to his cock and slowly opened it up.

I took the clamp and placed it on the skin right below the head of his soft penis. He inhaled like it was the first time he had felt anything. He grabbed my tiny breast as if to hold on to something. I took a needle from the table and inserted it through the head of his cock. He turned his head away, as if he couldn’t watch. I inserted another needle and added another clamp. I couldn’t believe my eyes – his cock actually started to grow! It was working… his cock needed the pain. No sooner did I think this before he turned his head back andlooked at me – furious – he reached down and yanked the clamps off and the needles out. His cock went down immediately.

He proceeded to torture my body for hours that night, never letting up with the clamps and needles and making me bleed from every hole I have. He was relentless. I had crossed the line… but I knew his weakness… and it was worth it. I knew one day I would try again.

Cooking With Ivy

Dr. Walter Jones is a idol of mine. In 1900’s he experimented with boiling hot water. He believed it would cure illness, which of-coarse it did not. It did however expose him to a whole new world. He conducted these experiments for years, with no result of it healing any kind of illness. I believe he did it to amuse himself. I think he watched his precious patients as they shrieked  in pain. I idolize his work with the boiling water. It turns me on to thing of some whore having boiling hot water poured on her clit makes me so fucking lustful I have to rub my pussy. 

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Like Dr Jones, I too conducted some experiments of my own. Pouring hot water on this whore I caught looking at my mate. She had beautiful skin. So soft, and white. She looked at my mate with her come fuck me eyes. So I set up for her to meet up with him at my house. I was all alone, and doing research on the good Dr’s experiments. I also had all four of the burners on my stove going with boiling hot water. 

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When she knocked on the door I showed her in, She was in a skin tight red dress that made her skin flawless. As she walked through the door she turned her back on me. That is all she remembers. Now that she is tied up and waking up I can’t help myself.. I start to hit her with my riding crop, hitting her hard enough to make little cuts in her skin so the boiling hot water gets in them and burns her even more. I grab the pots of water, and I start at her perfect titties that I’m sure she paid shit ton of money for.. I can’t even explain to you how mind blowing it was to watch her skin puff up with burns and blisters. She passed out from the pain which is a no no. So I took the hose and sprayed her full blast on her clit and face until she woke up with from pain or pleasure. 

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I loved watching her skin boil off.. I sat myself on her face and made her eat my pussy until I came all over her perfect face. Well I guess it’s not so perfect now.. 

Cum Shot or Gun Shot

 

I was home alone and thought I heard my back door open. My heart started to race and I turned off the TV. I listened closely but couldn’t hear anything over the sound of my heart pounding. I got up off the couch and made my way towards the back of the house. I was naked, and stopped to think maybe I should put some clothes on, but I was too afraid to take the time to do that.

I picked up a wine bottle I had sitting in my kitchen and continued towards the back door. I got one more step before they jumped me. It was two men, one with a gun, and they threw me to the floor. I screamed but I knew no one would hear me. My house sits on an empty road. They seemed to know it too and my screaming seemed to make their cocks hard. I was terrified and begged them not to hurt me. I told them I would do anything they wanted. The man with the gun pinned me down on my back and spread my legs.

He placed the hard tip of the gun right up against my clit and told me he would blow my clit off if I told anyone about tonight. I promised I wouldn’t, and begged him not to shoot my pussy. He kept the gun where it was and stuck his hard cock inside me. He was pounding my cunt so hard I was afraid the gun would go off. Thats when the other guy joined in, grabbing my tits so hard I knew I would be bruised. Finally he took the gun off my clit, but they kept it pointed at me, trading it back and forth as they both fucked all of my holes.

Staring down that gun whle two huge cocks pounded my pussy and ass scared the shit out of me, but at the same time made me feel so sexy and I came even though I tried not to. They laughed their asses off at my orgasms and right before they both came they put the gun to side of my head. They made me beg for them to shoot me with their cum instead of the pistol, and I did. I begged them – “Please… please… shoot me in my face with your cum…” They covered me in their hot juices and dropped me back to the floor. They stepped over me and left out the back door.

I laid there for awhile trying to get my mind around what just happened. Then I got up, hair and face soaked in cum, but alive. I went to the back door and reached for the lock to lock it. But something inside my pussy throbbed, and I pulled my hand away. I decided I would leave my back door unlocked from now on… the doubleshot I took to the face hadn’t been all bad.

 

Your willing victim and eager accomplice

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Maybe I am starting to enjoy myself a little too much. I might be enjoying the way you torment me and I might like being bad myself. I must have been a really bad person in the past if the universe allowed this happen to me. I never believed in karma before, but ever since I slit that poor girls throat I know this is what I truly deserve. Who knows, if it weren’t for you I’d probably still turn out bad.
You’ve told me a million times since that night I was made for this. I was born a spineless victim and a sheep. I’ll just do whatever you tell me, I don’t even fight it anymore. I am dirty and I’m definitely evil, just like you. There is no sense in denying it anymore, that will only make everything worse. I’m not even suffering anymore like I used to and that really worries me.
I’m not just your willing victim anymore, I also make a great accomplice. Last week, I kidnapped a girl and held her down for you. She screamed and for some reason I couldn’t stop smiling. We laughed together watching her struggle, that’s how much you’ve corrupted me.

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Your lusty little secret!

snuff phone sex- macey finalI am here for the taking, look I am all alone just waiting for you and your friends. Bring as many as you like to play, the more the merrier.  My pussy needs a good pounding by a few big cocks at one time. God I am getting wet just thinking about you, and how you can hold me down and take whatever hole you want. Take my body over, fuck me hard, and don’t be nice about it. Rape me, I like it that way.

Bring your friends for a gang bang, so each one of you can have a turn abusing each of my fuck holes. I am cumming just thinking about you and your friends, holding me down and punching me. Tie me up, hit me, fuck every hole I have to offer you. Hurt me in the way that makes me cum for you.

snuff phone sex- maceyLook and see how bad I need your friends and you  to abuse me. Take me in every way you can, torture me, because the more pain I get the harder I will cum for you. My cunt is soaking wet, dripping down my legs just knowing that I will have cocks surrounding me. Taking anything and everything from me that they want. I even have a new play toy for you and your friends to torture my cunt with. I am laying on the table in this abandon warehouse all strapped and ready to get fucked, beat tortured, and rapped by all.

Hunger Games with Ivy and Taylor

Its that time of year – time for a new apprentice for you. I remember all the fucking sicko’s you let play with us in your dungeon in the past. Perverted sadistic old men who like to mutilate all of your slut whore slaves. I remember last year you had the pyromaniac guy. I still have the burn marks and brandings he inflicted as he jerked his cum all over me. You said I would get tomeet the new apprentice tonight. I knew that meant some new version of pain – you loved watching me be tortured by someone else.

I heard you coming down the stairs. And another set of footsteps. What hell would it be this time? Some sick ugly fuck that wants to bite my nipples off and chew them like gum? Some fat old perv who wants to circumsize my clitoris? Then I saw… HER. It was a fucking girl. Well, sort of. She looked like the devil but a female one. He introduced her as Ivy… She made some sort of sound, almost more of a growl than a moan. Then she smiled, and even in the darkness I thought I saw blood on her teeth. Her eyes glowed even though there was no direct light that would cause them to.

She looked at me like a starving person would look at a meal. Ivy’s gaze gave me the chills in a way that none of the men ever had. I felt my pussy start to throb despite my fear. She was barely any bigger than I am, so what the hell was wrong with me? I felt like she had cast a spell on me, and my head began to pound. I crawled over to her feet and looked up. She reached down with her sharp nails and grabbed my face. She threw me towards the table and told me to get on it and lay back.

I always do as I am told, and this bitch had some sort of power over me. My pussy was still throbbing, there was something about Ivy that screamed sex and although I knew somehow she was going to hurt me, I wanted her. I wanted to feel her and I wanted my blood to be on her teeth. I stretched my body out, trying to tempt her, showing her I secretly wanted it, and she began running her nails across my bare nipples. I pulled my hair back, exposing my neck, and I saw her hunger flash in her eyes. She leaned over me, put her fingers up my cunt, and I came as the bitch placed her sharp teeth against my throat. I closed my eyes and took in her scent as I became dizzy from her feeding. Then my world went black…

Cyber Stalking Our Victims

taboo phone sex goth girlDid you know we offer cyber text sessions? Same rate as our phone calls, and just as discreet. Some times when you are my accomplice, texting is easier and less noticeable when stalking. Like when you spot the bitch that made my life hell in school and you stalk her for me. We can cyber text back and forth as you follow the worthless whore at the mall. We can exchange ways to hurt her, plot ways to get rid of her body. And the best part, you can send me pictures of what you have done to her. I want to see her bound and gagged for me. I want to see the fear in her eyes. I want to see tears in her cheeks. I may even want to see her corpse to masturbate too,

Then once you have the bitch in the trunk of your car, we can text where to meet. Devise an elaborate plan for revenge. I will want your help, your input on how to snuff her. I get off on the bloody, graphic details of mutilation and torture. I know you do too.

bloody phone sex taboo snuffBefore long we are sexting because revenge, killing, torture turns us both on. I get wet thinking of that bitch suffering in pain, crying, begging for mercy. You get hard helping me kill the bitch I hate most in this world. We can have so much deviant fun texting back and forth. I am wet now with anticipation of stalking our next victim via cyber text sessions. Let’s cyber stalk and kill together.

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Cold Pussy in the Morgue

You said we were going on a field trip today. I had no idea what your plan was as we pulled up to the local hospital. I knew to keep my mouth shut, and simply followed you in. You checked in at the front desk, and a few minutes later a man, some sort of doctor or something, came for us. We followed him down hallways to an elevator. He pushed the button to the bottom floor, and had a to use a key, so it must be restricted… While we rode the elevator down, he looked me up and down and said to you “She will do.”

I knew you had traded me again, but I didn’t know what for yet. As I looked at this man, I saw he had blood all down the front of his scrubs, and even some on his face. What the fuck was going on? Then the elevator doors opened and we stepped out. We went through some metal doors and it was suddenly freezing cold. I looked around and realized we were in the morgue! There were tables everyhwere and several dead naked bodies laying out in the open like they just belonged there.

You instruct me to take off my clothes, and I do. The man feels my breasts, and then hands you a wad of money and tells you that you can choose any of them that you want. Any of what, I wondered? The man grabbed me and dragged me over to an empty table, and as I laid back the cold steel was horrific. He chained me to some hanging levers and began inspecting my body as if he were looking for something. He made his way tomy pussy and all I could think of was the blood all over his clothes. I looked to see where you were, and you had made your choice – one of the dead naked women on another table.

I watched you approach her body, also covered in blood, and take your cock out. The doctor inspecting me had made his way to my pussy and began fucking me. We both watched as you spread open the dead woman’s legs and started fingeing her corpse. You took your cock out and put it in between her lifeless lips. The doctor began fucking me harder as he watched you molest her lifeless body. You pulled her to the edge of the table and stuck your cock inside. I could only imagine how cold and wet that muct feel around your cock.

As the doctor came inside of me, he said that he would see me again soon. I heard you laugh and you told him that next time he saw me I would look more like the pretty one you had chosen….

Cannibalism Phone Sex with Cassandra: The Ultimate Sacrifice

cannibalism phone sex hunt preyWhen my car broke down, I started to walk for help. I didn’t get far when an arrow hit my back.  It was a flesh wound, but disabled me. He had been watching me, stalking  me. He scooped me up like a dead animal, threw me over his shoulder and carted me off to his cabin in the woods. Tossed me in the basement. Trembling, I asked him what his intentions were. He told me  I was a “delectable piece of meat.” I thought he was going to force himself on me, but his intentions were way darker.

He told me I smelled like a dirty tramp and needed to be bathed; to be cleansed of all the chemicals ruining my natural aroma, my natural taste. He submerged me in warm water and scrubbed my skin. He hogtied me so he could inspect every ounce of my flesh. He was fixated on my fleshy thighs and ass. Just kept telling me I was going to taste delectable. Said I had tender flesh, the kind that could nourish a sturdy man like himself for weeks, but not all of me was meaty. My belly was flat and toned, lacking his preferred substance. He force fed me peanut butter milkshakes for days in a cage he kept me in, plumping me up. He even charted my growth, measuring my body parts daily.

Once he decided I was plump enough for him, he brought out a spit pole and a big bowl of some sort of butter sauce. He poured it over me, then he lubed the pole with it and patted my head. Said, “thank you for dinner.” I felt cold metal pierce through my anus, tearing my insides apart. It came out my mouth. I was bleeding, in pain, barely alive.  He carried me out side. I could see the fire pit. I knew what came next. As I was roasting over the open flames, feeling my flesh singe and burn, I heard him say, “Thank you Cassandra.” I paid the ultimate sacrifice. I hope I tasted yummy to him. I hope he savored every last morsel of my flesh. I hope I provided the needed nourishment.

I am here for your pleasure. Your darkest desires. Use me, beat me, fuck me, kill me, cook me, eat me….  Thanksgiving is approaching. I would look great adorning your table.

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