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Balls Deep Until I Die

You snatched a new girl and now there are seven of us in your basement. Most of them are still so drugged up they aren’t much fun for you once you fuck their limp bodies. I’ve been here the longest. I have lost track of the days at this point. I no longer need the drugs to keep me here. You are the center of my universe and I am worthless fuckpig that needs you to be able to exist how I want to. Your cruelties and rough hands are what I crave. Today you said you would be choking me with your cock.

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I know you love your dick sucked and you’ve fucked my face many times before, but you seemed extra excited when you were talking about it. The girls that were awake were propped up to watch, as you love any kind of audience. Some of them still looked terrified and had blood on them from their first encounters with you. I wanted to tell them that it will be okay and that you will put them out of their misery soon enough, but I am not allowed to speak. You put me on my knees with my hands and feet tied tight with barbed wire.

I look up at you and this infuriates you. Just the way you like it. A dirty little worthless whore who defies you just enough for you to feel the rage inside. You yank my head back and ram your cock in my mouth. It hits the back of my throat with the force of a punch. My airway is cutoff and you show no mercy at my choking. My eyes are watering and I start to pass out as you slide your dick deep in my throat. As I faint, the last thing I feel is your hand around my neck. I know you can feel your cock under your hand and I get that tingly feeling all over. Then everything goes dark.

No Cowboy’s Sweetheart

strangulation phone sexFucking redneck piece of shit. They are such easy kills. Watching too many farm animals fuck has made them think women are the same. Male sniffs female cunt and finds her in season. Female lefts tail. Male sticks cock in. HAHA. They just can’t figure out that I’m not one of them. I’m no fucking brood male.
Ol’ country Cooter thought I’d be an easy lay from the city. Oh, he was so wrong. I played my role so well. He bought me a few drinks at a local eat n puke. I giggled at his lame ass jokes. And then he offered to take me for a ride on his tractor. Seriously, had he been listening to too much country music? Your damn tractor aint fucking sexy. What was sexy was the thought of me running over his pathetic ass with that tractor. Imagining his bones crunching underneath the wheels while he screamed for mercy. Now, THAT made my panties wet.
So, I let Cooter boy take me for a ride in his crappy pick-up. We ended up in a field. He threw down a nasty horse blanket and urged me to lie down beside him. Dumb fucker. I let him kiss me, his sloppy tongue trying to touch mine. He reached his hands up under my shirt and touched my titties, moaning like he had never seen any. I helped him take his jeans off.  He was wearing some disgusting tightie whities with yellow stains on them. I almost fucking puked. Poor ol’ boy never saw it coming. He was being led to slaughter.
While he was busy groping and fondling, I had discovered a 3 foot length of barb wire lying in the brush. He was so stoked on getting into my panties that he didn’t realize that I had eased it behind his head. Now that made me excited for real. I tore off my panties quickly and straddled him. He was practically pumping the air when I settled my hot box right down on his cock. Dumb hick piece of shit. I couldn’t wait to watch him die. I took his cock to the hilt, rocking back and forth, getting more and more excited. My swollen clit was sloppy wet, soaking his balls with my juice. I dug my heels into his thighs, wishing I was wearing spurs to tear his flesh.
I rode that cock hard, taking every inch of him deep inside. He was whimpering with need now, begging. “Please, Tasha. I’m gonna cum.” I smiled at him as his cock began to throb and his eyes rolled back. At that moment I pounced. I pulled the barb wire noose tight around his throat and fucked him harder. He was helpless as his balls emptied into me and my own pussy contracted. He never quit coming. Even as he thrashed and died, his dick stayed hard in my cunt as I screamed at the moon in triumphant orgasm.
It was the best fucking sex ever. I left him there on the blanket with his cock limp, as I drove off in his pick-up truck. Time for another hick town country night. Yee-haw, mother fuckers.

Your sexy psycho,
Natasha

Sweet Revenge

taboo phone sex angieWhen she called me sobbing because he cheated all I could think about was fucking him up for her. Instead she made my cunt tingle with delight when she told me she wanted sweet revenge and she wanted my help in administering it. He had no clue that she had found out. She wanted to poison his food and watch him die slowly looking at her as she told him why he had lost his life. But I had a better, more evil plot in store. After all revenge is a dish served cold, ice cold. We talked about my idea and she loved it. The crying stopped and she began laughing. And evil, sadistic laugh that told me she was ready I invited them for dinner that night and got him very tipsy. After dinner she took him to the guest bedroom for “dessert” Once they were naked and she was ridding his cock in a grudge fuck that had her in a frenzy, I entered to room. He thought he had just got lucky and was going to get both of us. I took off my clothes and took out the huge ice pick. While she rode him, cussing him out and telling him what a low life he was I began stabbing him all over his abdomen and chest, careful not to hit any vital organs. The look in her eyes as she watched his face twist in agony, his eyes wide with disbelief and fear, was enough to make me cum. When she screamed she was going to cum on his cock and it would be the last thing he remembered, I raised the pick and drove it deep into his throat, his blood spewing all over her naked body and her cum flowing all over his dick. There is no vengeance like a woman scorned. 

Room For Rent

taboo phone sex karmaI need to make some extra money so I decided to rent out my extra room. It is advertised as a lovely room with a view that is well decorated and affordable with all utilities included. All true, it is a lovely room and the view is a beautiful brick wall that has filled in the only window. The scheme of the room is blood red and white. I have had five people come to look at it so far. Of course once I collect the rent, they add to the blood red decoration for the next tenant. They will never use any of the utilities…..and they will never leave their new accommodations. Not only have I made some pretty good money, I have kept a hot, wet pussy while enjoying snuff, torture and violence thanks to them. Come on over and take a look at the room. In this case vacancy is a relative term…there are several lifeless occupants, I would love to add a few more. Will you be next?

That’s what happens when you piss me off!

taboo phone sex willowI seriously had no plans to completely destroy someone’s life today… that is until this dumb motherfucker pissed me off! This couple had no idea that once they cut me off when I was driving earlier that I was going to follow them home and proceed to make their life absolutely complete hell. All I had to do was knock on the door and they were so kind to let me right in. I called a buddy of mine to help me with today’s new toys. He was there in no time, binding them up tightly to ensure they won’t be going anywhere. The girl was really losing it, but all I could think about how great it was going to be to cut her pretty little throat, to watch her eyes go wide as he forced his cock into her unwilling pussy. I love to make them cry, and her bitch of a boyfriend was crying just as much as she was! Truly hilarious. I have a special surprise for him too…we can’t possibly let him get off without us having our own fun with him just as much. I’ll be fucking him in the ass with a big fat dildo, but then switching to something far more painful. Perhaps the knife I just used to slit his darling little girlfriend just moments before. I am sure he will appreciate the lube I put on the knife for him… warm and sticky – I’ll ask him how he likes the way his girl’s blood feels. I’m sure he can’t focus on that when he feels this sharp blade cutting him wide. His girl is so scared! She keeps whimpering as my friend fucks her and holds her dead to watch…but she’s losing blood so quickly I am sure she won’t last long enough to watch him enjoy our fun.

It’s Almost Time

violent phone sex angieDear Beautiful Victim:

You don’t know me yet, but you soon will. I have been watching you for months. Silently, in the shadows. I know you better then you know yourself. You visit him often to get your fix. I watched last week when he took you inside and you sucked his cock while fingering your cunt for the goodies that you need. Your blonde hair was flowing down your back and your plump tits were bouncing up and down. I took a picture for prosperity and I am enclosing it in this letter. Time is running out for you, all though you don’t know it. Soon you will be mine and reading this letter is going to prepare you for your fate. You see my dear you are my new BTK (bind, torture and kill) project. You live your life for that next fix and I am going to use your addiction for my pleasure. There is a new drug in town, it’s called the Zombie Drug on the streets. The high is much like the one you get from your precious heroine. The catch is that after prolonged use it eats your flesh causing it to fall off the bone and causing agonizing pain. I have almost perfected the formula and soon I will bind you in my basement. I will inject you with ridiculously large amounts of the drug and make note of how long it takes for your flesh to rot off your beautiful body. I will relish in the torture that I will administer and wait for the final dose that kills you all while my fingers are knuckle deep in my cunt. Soon you will bring me more pleasure then you have already. I can’t wait for our first meeting and to see the look on your face as you read this before I begin my sadistic plan.

Sincerely Yours,

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Recording A Snuff Porn Japanese Style

snuff porn karmaHis English was horrible. I barely understood him. But I did understand the wad of cash he had in his hand and the was incentive to listen closely and try to understand. When I finally got what he was saying I felt the gush of fluid in my pants that  was so strong it felt like a peed myself. He wanted me to find a young American girl that we could take back to Japan so that he could record a Snuff Porn Japanese Style. That meant she would never return. There would be no props, no fake blood, no stunt doubles….it would all be real. The screams, the torture, the pain and yes the death…..My blood was on fire! I asked if I could come and watch. I swore to him I wouldn’t tell a soul. How could I if I was going to be an accomplice in the kidnapping? I went out and found a girl and brought her back but he didn’t like her, she wasn’t what he was looking for. So I pushed her out of my car going 55 down the highway and watched as she tumbled down the road and I rubbed my clit. The next one I brought was perfect for him. We boarded his private plane and headed out. One of the stage hands caught my eye and I grabbed him. We fucked during the entire filming. All the way to the end when she sat in a tub of blood, barely breathing, after being tortured and before having her throat cut ear to ear. I came hard as I watched her head flop backwards and blood spurt rhythmically out of her carotid artery.snuff porn japanese karma

On A Deserted Road

violent phone sex AngieIt was a sunny day and I was out for a drive. Taking turns down dirt roads that I have never been on. Driving deeper into the country and away from civilization. Looking for remote areas that I can bring victims for some evil and twisted fun. So far out that no one will hear them screaming but me and bodies will deteriorate and be consumed by animals so that if ever found they are nothing but bones. And there it was in the distance. It looked like an old shack. There weren’t even electrical lines going to it. A scene straight out of a horror movie. Shining in the light and nailed to a big tree out front was a sign. “Body Parts For Sale” I couldn’t believe my eyes. Was this a hoax? Perhaps something left over from Halloween and a haunted house set up way out here in the middle of no where. I had to touch myself as the juices flowed and my mind raced. Did I really just get lucky and stumble upon a gold mine? As I pulled up and shut off the ignition my hands were shaking and then when I got out of my car and smelled blood and flesh heavy in the air. My knees went weak and my step quickened as I approached the old shed.

The Bitch is Back!!

bloody phone sexThat greedy little fuck just thought he was gonna move in on my kill. I had been eyeing this tiny brunette all night, watching her flaunt her shit. I fucking hate Barbie Doll bitches who expect men to fall at her feet. She was rubbing her titties on every man on the dance floor and I was watching her. Then just as I was ready to pounce, some dumb fuck hick asshole thinks he can whisk her out the door. Well, they were in for a big surprise.
I followed them as they left the club, pulling onto a dirt road where men take their easy meat fuck toys. I parked about a quarter mile away and circled back through the woods. They weren’t even discreet about their fucking. I can already hear her moaning as he bucked between her thighs in the backseat. Disgusting animals. I pulled out my blade and ducked down. I knew they weren’t smart enough to have locked the car doors. I planned it like a predator. Just as I heard him hit his nut, I yanked the door open and buried my knife between his shoulder blades. There was no stopping his rushing cum and it shot out along with his blood. I laughed loudly as his orgasm cry became his death shriek. Dumb cunt was trapped beneath his carcass. I wanted her pain to be slow and deliberate.
“Please don’t hurt me. Why are you doing this?” she asked my masked face. I waved my blade in front of me, making the light glint off it. My pussy leaked with excitement. I calmly walked around the car, pulled open the door, and looked down at her. Still trapped beneath his bulk, his dead, shriveled cock still in her pussy, she was helpless. I loved the way her ugly, make-up smeared face looked now. Not such a sexy toy now. I leaned down and kissed her forehead and slit her throat. She died looking at me, still wondering how this happened.
And that’s the way I roll, baby. Can you play hard and kill without remorse? And can you handle a death whore like me? Try me, but be warned. I kill those who can’t handle me.

Home Made Trophies

taboo phone sex karmaIt took me several years to perfect but it was worth it! I have so many trophies of my victims and each one is perfect. They adorn the walls of my bedroom and I spend many hours laying among them rubbing my pussy with a fever while I remember the torture that led up to me being able to make each one.

Researching the process was difficult as the practice is only found in the Amazon, deep in the rain forest and only a few tribes practice the ritual of shrinking a human head.

With each step of the process, my cunt gets wetter and the yearning to cum builds until the final product is created and I can let the cum flow free down my legs like a river of warm water.

After torturing my victim and finally watching them take their last breath I pull the head back exposing the neck and use my favorite machete to cleanly sever it. Carefully I take my scalpel and make a perfect incision up the back of the neck and peel the skin back off the skull. Taking my time I insure that as much of the flesh as possible is still on the skull and not with the skin. This is a very important step and one that took a lot of practice in the beginning as I was impatient. Then I carefully place a few red seeds under the eyelids before I sew them shut with sinew. The next step is to sew the mouth shut and insure that all the fat and flesh are removed from my head. Then I insert a wooden ball to keep my head round. Those were a little tricky to find but finally I came up with using croquet balls that I sanded the paint off of. They work fabulously! Now the glory of watching the head being boiled in a pot of water with just the right herbs and tannins. The smell of this step drives me wild and is like an aphrodisiac! My euphoria is heightening as I prepare the pit of hot rocks where I will dry my head as I mold it in order to keep the best shape I can. Finally I rub it down with ash as is required in the original rituals to prevent the avenging soul of my victim from escaping.no limits phone sex head