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Georgia’s first robbery

rape phone sex fantasiesI remember that day like it was yesterday. The day I was forcibly taken in the back of a gas station while just wanting to grab some snacks. I heard the bell ring and a few gasps and screams. I looked toward the front and saw these two men wearing all black. They were big scary men with guns. I tried to run and hide but it was too late. While one man was robbing the cashier the other chased me down the chip aisle. He snatched me by my hair and dragged me down, pulling me into a dark corner. Everything is black and I feel pain as he tears my clothes off my tight and fragile body. First I feel his fingers enter me, stretching me out to be the perfect size for his big cock. Then as he’s gripping my tits he rams it into me! I feel the pain explode inside of me as he robs me of my virginity in the back of a gas station while his friend robs it! I push through and am left covered in his mess of hot cum and my blood running down my legs. Not only was the store robbed that day but so was I.

 

Bloody Phone Sex is Bloody Hot

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex is bloody hot. I am not squeamish at the site of blood. I love blood. I discovered this at a young age. I was a schoolgirl when I had my first kill. I did not kill animals like most sociopaths, however. I did not target sex workers or the homeless either. I wanted a fair fight, even at my young age. I killed predators. I would get on my dad’s computer and look for where the registered sex offenders lived that were nearby. There were a lot. Did you know that when sex offenders must register where they live, it list their sex crimes and ages of their victims? It was not that felt like I had to defend little girls and boys like me. I hate brats. I hated them then and I hate them now. It was that as I was developing my dark side, I was looking for a fair fight and I wanted to kill someone no one cared about. I wanted to kill people that had a lot of enemies to generate more suspects for the crime. Even as a little girl, I was smart about killing. My first victim was a man 4 blocks away from where I lived. He had sodomized many little boys. Spent 20 years in prison and was out. I cased his place for weeks. No one lived with him, so only maybe his parole officer would look for him. I broke in a few times because I was tiny enough to get in and out of the doggy door. I knew he stilled liked little boy dick. He had stacks of illegal magazines and videos. One night, I crawled through the doggy door and stabbed him to death in his bed. Blood went everywhere because he was a fat fuck. He choked on his own blood. He was shocked to see such a young girl wielding such a big knife. I carved Pervert on his forehead and justice on his chest. No way this crime was getting blamed on a little schoolgirl who lived down the lane. It never did. To this day it is unsolved like many of my snuff porn victims. I love to kill, and I love a bloody mess. A fair fight is not always required because I do love mutilating tender age flesh too.

Torture Phone Sex Anal Addict

I’ve been considered a Torture phone sex addict by some. They see how hot and wet I get after I have done a really hot and extreme torture call with screaming and slapping my whore cunt. I really get into the hot ones that have to do with large beast cocks and lots of pure fucking assification defilement. My ass is the shitpost of the week for one of my guys. He was just on me with pictures of my ass fucking everywhere on his social accounts.

These fixations this guy has with my ass has had him get bold enough and approach me. I called him a sicko looser and to get out of my face. That’s when he laughed and held his phone to me with so many videos of my ass he has been stalking me. He was obsessed. I was grabbed by the throat and forced to step backwards falling into the open side door of a van. He scrambled in pulling me in and closing the door as the van sped off.

I was bound at the wrists and had my panties ripped off of me. They shoved my panties in my mouth and he continued to play the slide show of my ass pictures. He was telling me in each image what he felt like doing to my ass. Soon enough though I found out. He set up the cameras and stripped me naked except my whore thigh highs and high heels. My “slut gear made for porn fucking” to put it in his words. He was roughly pounding my ass with what seemed to be a huge beast llike cock. I just imagined him being furry and his cock was a beasts. I came so fucking hard.

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I Love Being a Bad Babysitter Phone Sex Whore

babysitter phone sexBad babysitter phone sex is something I have come to enjoy. I have been released from my former master after I got rid of a little problem for him. It feels good to be free from him, but he gave me a taste for young pussy, and I am continuing to satisfy my newly awakened desires for young cunt. I took a babysitting gig last week that had me supervising a young teen girl for a week. The parents had to travel for a funeral, but because of COVID and school, they did not want their daughter to go with them. I stalked their Facebook pages to check out the girl and she is every predator’s wet dream. A tiny teen girl with no tits and a cute bubble butt. Long legs, cute smile and a sweet innocence about her. An innocence, I planned to destroy. Every night I stayed with her I violated her little holes. I drugged her each night to make her less feisty and more amenable to my charms.  First couple nights, I had her eating my pussy and ass. I would finger bang her virgin cunt. I gave her a taste for pussy and girl on girl action. I graduated to a strap-on. If you and I were pals, you could have come over and fucked her with your daddy dick. She was a virgin because my dildo was coated in blood. How has her dad not fucked her is beyond me? He must be a saint. By the last couple days, I was fisting her cunt and her ass because I wanted to gape her tiny holes. She was begging for my fist, tongue, and dildo by the end of the week. I turned daddy’s little princess into my teen rape porn star. I am getting good at this. I am thinking of expanding my bank account with a special brothel of young talent. I have a good eye and I am great at grooming.

He Loves Blasphemy

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He wanted a sweet young thing to play with. One that wouldn’t be missed and one that we could take our time with. He was feeling a little blasphemous and I was happy to help. Catholic school trauma had molded me into the pervert’s accomplice for his perversion. I found a cutie walking home all alone. I offered her a ride and put on the safety locks so she couldn’t escape. She was already in her cute plaid skirt and white button up blouse. Just a few more touches to make her perfect. She was screaming and crying but I didn’t care, that made it all the more exciting. I arrived at the cabin and grabbed her pushing the chloroform-soaked cloth to her nose. She passed out and I carried her inside. Now to get her ready for our playdate. I laid her on a bed, tying her hands and feet to each bedpost. I left her uniform on and put a rosary around her neck. Then I lifted her skirt and pulled her nylon white panties to her knees. I lubed up my favorite crucifixion dildo and forcefully rammed it into her little bald cunt. I unbuttoned her shirt and fastened cross clamps to her nipples. I stood back admiring my work when the door opened. He walked towards me and smiled. He grabbed the dildo and started ramming it inside of her until she started to wake up and then…. well, this part is bloody and evil, and you are going to be so hard when I tell you what happened.

I Needed Torture Sex

torture sexTorture sex is my favorite fantasy. I know it is hard to believe, because I am a soccer mom, but I am a punishment and pain whore too. I have a thing for bad men, even vicious men. I do not want spankings, floggings or canings. Those are way too tame for a seasoned pain slut. I want violent pain; perhaps even coming within inches of dying. After an encounter with a dominant man, I should need medical assistance. That is how I know I get the kind of pain I deserve. For me to cum, I need pain. I hooked up with a hardcore BDSM man last week. I met him on a fetish site, and he promised me coke in exchange for some violent and painful sex. He had recently purchased a medieval spiked bed. It was literally a bed of nails. Lethal if used correctly. The thought of him fucking me on it made me wet. Me on my back and him above me, thrusting me deep into the nails aroused me in a way that shocked even me.  

He laid down plastic on the bed. It was more for his protection than mine. He wanted to hurt me, but he did not want to make a snuff porn with me. Not yet at least. He wanted to just really fuck me up, even scar me for life in that moment. With glee in his eyes, he laid me on his bed of nails. The spikes ripped my flesh, tearing through the plastic to penetrate my skin. I could feel the blood running down my back as he fucked me. I was turned on and aroused by the blood and pain. It was fucking painful yet hot. I did not die, but if he had put his full weight on me, I would have been impaled to my death.  I am healing up, but it is only a matter of time before someone tortures me to death. Maybe it will be you?

Evil phone sex slut Stephanie

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If a freaky, evil phone sex adventure is what you’re looking for then you’ve called the right slut. I just so happen to be bored at home with my younger sister. She gets on my last nerve and I really wouldn’t mind letting a twisted Daddy like you help me get rid of her. I’ll bash her over the head with something and knock her out. That way you can help me tie her up and torture the little slut. I want to listen to her scream as you slice her tiny pink nipples off for me. I’ll take my knife and carve out her little clit. Watch me step on her little throat and make her gurgle and turn purple while you piss on her. I want her to really suffer before you ram your cock into her and rip her open. I’ll play with my wet, juicy cunt while you fuck her little bloody, mutilated corpse until she’s too cold and stiff to enjoy anymore.  Don’t worry about getting caught Daddy. I’ll just tell everyone the little slut ran away!

 

Snuff Porn Gave Us The Idea

snuff pornI was watching some snuff porn with daddy when we got an idea. We made a call for a call girl to come play. Not just any call girl either, once of those shady, no information needed type calls. She showed up and as expected looked like she was jonesing for a fix. We had just what she needed. I pulled out a rick and a syringe. We fixed her up nicely. As the drug was taking affect, we all removed our clothes. She laid there out of it but coherent enough to feel but not able to fight us. We didn’t even have to tie her up. We started by me sitting on her face. Making her eat my pussy as I dug down deeper. She struggled to breath but that got me even wetter. Then daddy spread her legs and rammed his cock deep inside her nasty hole. I turned and now her face was buried deep inside my ass. Daddy reached for my breasts and kissed me deeply as I reached further and shit in her mouth. I could feel her mouth fill up and her little gasps for breath, but I wouldn’t move. I sat that way, filling her mouth and making out with daddy. The bitch died with a nice pile of my crap in her mouth and daddy’s cum in her cunt.

Going to the Snuff Movies

snuff moviesWatching snuff movies turns me on but making them makes me wet. I am not the Nicolas Sparks kind of gal nor a chick flick chick. Movies like the “The Notebook,” or “While You Were Sleeping,” make me homicidal. I love movies, but I need violence, blood, and torture to really enjoy a film. Movies like “Hostel” and “Saw,” are more my speed, and of course homemade snuff flicks. I was in the snuff kind of mood. I wanted a teen twit. I did something, I rarely do. I went to the movies to hunt for a snuff star. I bought a ticket to a retro showing of the insipid, “The Notebook.” I knew I could find some lovelorn teen there. It was a mixed audience of young and old sap asses. I set my eyes on the one teen girl. She was a little pudgy and nerdy looking. Likely, sappy romance movies are the closest she will ever get to love. I followed her after the show. Once, I knew she was alone, I came up behind her and I drugged her with some chloroform near her car. She had on a high school jacket, so she was likely that sweet teen age. I pushed her into her car and drove her to my kill shack in the woods. The place where I make my snuff porn.  I tied her to a table and stripped her naked. I put mouse traps to her pussy lips and pins in her clit. I fucked her with a baseball bat and burnt her cunt with cigarettes. I like torturing young flesh. Her screams, her tears, the sight of her blood made me cum hard. She was still alive, but not for much longer. She saw her last film. The only thing that would have made it better was you as my accomplice to fuck her dying and dead body.

Knife Play Phone Sex

knife play phone sexHe inquired how I got into knife play phone sex. My love for knives is hereditary on both sides of my family. My great grandparents on my mother’s side were circus freaks. They threw knives and swallowed them for traveling carnivals.  I inherited their knife collection, and it is massive. On my dad’s side, my grandpa was a prison warden. He confiscated hundreds of handmade knives from prisoners over the decades. I inherited them. Knives made by some of history’s most hardened criminals. I have over 500 knives in my possession and they all have a story. They all have a past and a present because I use them frequently.

The other day I picked up a tool who thought he was going to fuck me.  I invited him home for some fun. He thought it was fucking fun, but I knew it was knife fun. He was perfect for an impromptu snuff porn. I told him my fuck shack was in my basement. It got his dumb ass down my stairs where all my knives were waiting for him. He fell down the last couple stairs. I thought he killed himself and robbed me of the fun. He just knocked himself out. It saved me the work of having to drug him. While he was semi conscious, I broke out my knife collection. I used one knife to castrate the loser. I had him tied to my mutilation table where I cut arteries and slit throats. I had not planned any of this, so my castration chair was not ready. I used nothing to numb his balls or stop the bleeding. What was the point? He was not going to live.  I cut all his major arteries using a different knife for each one. I sat back, masturbated and watched the loser bleed out. I know my grandpa on my dad’s side would be happy to know how I used his knives.