Tag: Taboo phone sex

My New Love Is A Psychopath- Dining With The Dead

Accomplice phone sexI was released by him after the first night, I woke in my bed with a long slice along my side that I could not recall. He may have drugged me again but I don’t recall. Next to me was letter written in blood, was it my own? He wrote of my beauty and that he would call on me again for another “date” when he fancy’s the darkness again. He words were so beautifully written. He has a elegance to his evil ways that made me excited to see what comes next. It had been about a week when a figure followed me home one night, I went inside leaving my door unlocked. I carried about my nightly routine as I prepared for bed the figure came out of the shadows and my world went black. When I came to the smell of food filled my nose but something felt off. I was in a chair at the end of a dining table completely naked. I looked up and there he was at the other end. He was dressed, I looked around at the other people at the table they were dressed as well. But they were groggy as if waking from being drugged like myself, their bodies were tied to the chairs but mine was free. There was no food in front of me, I knew my place was to be seen. “Eat!” he ordered the guests. Scared most of them with their shaky hands picked up spoons and began to sip away. I waited to see what he was up to, in a few minutes time their eyes began to pop outward gripping their throats. Slowly they began to turn blue it was quiet as we listened to them slowly choking to death. “Wait” he told me. He got up and started to strip of the clothing of his newest victims and dragged them away. He came back after the last one and took my hand and lead me to a bedroom. He had arranged the bodies on or around the bed in various position, he was aroused. He laid me on the bed and removed his own clothing and he climbed on top of me. As he entered me he lean his head down to lick the pussy of the corpse laying next to me. He fucked me hard as he played with his toys I felt him ready to blow, he took his cock as before and showered his victims with his cum. I hope one day I too will receive this honor myself.

Murdered Maiden of Strangulation Phone Sex

A home invasion turns into a strangulation phone sex catastrophe when they come across this victim. I love to be a victim, and the more torturous the better in my desires and fetish of being beat to death into my final orgasm. I am a seriously twisted cunt and being awoken by this guy ontop of me with two others in the room with their dicks out really had my heart racing and my cunt wet. I scream, beg and cry… it’s what’s expected of me and well… that even gets me super wet. I can’t help how deranged I am and how fucking much I crave pain and punishment in order to really orgasm. I blame it on the countless boyfriends of my mothers that would come into my room nightly to get their fill of young bald pussy.

 Strangulation Phone Sex

What Are Your Violent Phone Sex Fantasies?

violent phone sexI have violent phone sex fantasies. Do you have fantasies about beating a bimbo dead? I hooked up with Trevor after months of cyber sex. We met in a fetish chat room. I had dark fantasies about being beat to death and he always wanted to kill a worthless bimbo like me. On fetish sites you never know if folks are for real or not. I thought we were talking fantasy and maybe if we hooked up in person, we could do a snuff roleplay. I enjoy being smacked around and BDSM games. When I met him, he escorted me to his dungeon. He seemed like a regular man with some kinks. I like kinks. He stripped me naked and tied me up. I was spread eagle with ropes, so my body made an X. He strapped one of those industrial vibrators to my pussy and turned it on. It was moving fast on my clit causing me to cum over and over. Soon it became too intense. I begged him to stop it. He punched me in the gut hard. I thought I might puke. I held back the tears and braced myself for the pain I knew was imminent.  He started using my body as his private punching bag. He went Mike Tyson on my boobs until he burst each saline bag. Then he laughed at my lopsided boobs. He was not one of my fantasy phone sex callers. This man wanted to make his dark fantasies come true with me. He wanted to hurt me dead. He kept mixing pleasure with pain until I was puking and bleeding all over my naked body. I was close to passing out when he revived me with smelling salts. “I want you to feel every inch of me whore,” he seethed in my ear. Every inch was not his cock but his fists. He didn’t kill me only because I am one tough broad, but he left me for dead. I survived out of tenacity and because I want you to be the one to finally snuff sex me to death.

Knife Play Phone Sex is Better than Gun Play

knife play phone sexKnife phone sex fantasies are among my favorite kinds of calls. As a sadistic my knife is my best friend. A knife allows for much more damage than a gun. You shoot a gun; the person is dead or wounded depending on where the wound is on the body. A knife casts a wider net for torture. You can make small stabs all over the body for a slow bleed out. You can slash a major artery and watch your victim bleed out quickly. You can dismember limbs. You can mutilate sex organs. A favorite of mine is castration. You can slice a tongue off. You can cut eyeballs out. You can give a little whore a womb clean out. You can slice off tits of any size. Fuck, you can fuck with a knife. You can stab a pussy or stab an ass.  A knife allows for torture sex. You can’t mutilate a body with a gun.  I can skin a victim with a knife too. Even prepare a meal. I have a huge knife collection. A knife for all types of victims and all kinds of torture. My family members are circus freaks. My father was an expert knife thrower. I guess you could say knife play is in my blood. I am so wet right now discussing how much better the blade is over a bullet. I think it’s hunting time.

Bondage phone sex

Bondage phone sex

I may look all innocent and pretty in pink but that is where looks can be deceiving. You walk up to me in a bar and call me baby and try to buy me a drink. I told you I was meeting someone but you did not care. You seemed to have thought you knew what made me tick and you told me that you were going to take me home.

But what you didn’t know is that I am not a nice girl. I am the twisted girl from the dark side. What gives me pleasure is watching others in pain. About the time you had really annoyed the fuck out of me my girlfriend called and said she couldn’t make it. Since you were so interested in taking me home I decided to have a little fun.

Once we were back at my place I offered you a beer which of course I spiked with some Rohypnol. As soon as it started to do it’s job I lead you down to my basement. The shocked helpless look on your face made my pussy hot and wet. I helped you out of your clothes and on to the bed. I waited for you to pass out and then I made sure to tie you up extremely well to all four corners of the bed.

Accomplice phone sex

All I have to do now is wait for you to wake up and then the fun can begin. When you woke up you were not too happy about being tied up spread eagle. You demanded that I untie you. I told you that you wanted to take me home, remember. I lit the tapered candle that I was holding in my hand and started dripping hot wax all over your chest especially your nipples.

Hearing you scream out in pain just made my pussy wetter. You called me a bitch so I started dripping the hot wax all over your cock and balls. Watching it splatter as it hit your skin. Your skin turned such a luscious shade of red. Once your cock and balls were covered in hot wax. I blew out the candle but then I shoved the larger end of it up your tight puckered virgin ass. Knowing that your ass had never been fucked before and hearing you beg only made it more thrilling.

I reached over for my glass of scotch and took out an ice cube. I rubbed that ice cub all over your wax covered cock and balls. It caused the wax to crack and fall off. Even though you were still complaining your cock was rock hard. I climbed on top of your big hard cock and fucked you until I had a squirting orgasm. I had such wicked fun that I am not sure if I will ever untie you and let you go. I may just keep you as my basement pleasure pet.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

rape phone sex fantasiesDo you have rape phone sex fantasies? Many men have more than fantasies. I know. I am often force fucked.  I ask for it. I am a druggy whore. Guys know what I am looking for when I go to certain places. I have that will fuck for drugs look all over my face. This one guy wanted to have me gangbanged. He was a black dealer, but he just wanted to watch his junkie clients sodomize me. I don’t do smack, but this night I did. He shoved a needle in my arm and I went limp. It hit me quickly. I was being passed around like a party favor. I vaguely recall one guy saying I needed a sponge to clean up all the jizz running out of my ass. Another dude shoved my torn panties up my ass to soak it up. Then I remember those cum soaked panties being shoved in my mouth as a ball gag because I started screaming when the ass rape porn started. Fists, shoes, cocks, even dirty needless went up my ass. My ass was bleeding from the needles cutting into my flesh. The smack made me feel like I was out of my body watching men abuse and degrade me. When the smack wore off, I felt every inch of what they did to my body. There is not enough cock in the world to make me not feel that pain. Three days later, my ass is still bleeding and prolapsed.

Old Crush

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Today on my way home from school my foster mom’s friend Jimmy offered me a ride home from school. He seemed nice enough and honestly I always had a huge crush on him. He told me we had to stop at his place first even though it was out of the way. I was cool with it again I thought he was super-hot. When we got to his place he offered me tea, but then spilt it all over me. He offered to wash it for me, but all of his clothes were way too small for me. So I took off my wet clothes, and wore a towel while he threw my clothes in the washer. When he came back is when he really started flirting. He asked me to remove my towel, and I made him promise not to tell my mom. We started fucking on the couch, but then some kind of animal like instinct took over him. He was slamming his dick into me to the point where it was ripping me and I was bleeding. When I begged him to stop this only fueled him more. He grabbed my hair and forced me to roll over. Then he began pushing his dick into my tight asshole and I screamed kicked and cried. It was no use finally I told him I would be a good girl and do whatever he wanted. He told me to suck his cock. When he let go I made a run for the door, but he grabbed me by the hair and slit my throat. The last thing I felt was his warm cum shooting inside of me.

Snuff Porn Star

snuff pornHe wanted to make a snuff porn. I just didn’t realize he wanted me to be his star. I thought he wanted a young girl and I would get to be his accomplice like I have so many times before. I thought I had been bringing him good cunts to kill. My usefulness to him was over. I agreed to a snuff movie, and he punched me. Knocked me out cold. I woke up tied to his torture board. The cameras were pointed at me. No other girl was in the dungeon but me. I was scared. I was terrified actually. I never saw it coming. Honestly, I thought I had served him well. He told me I was used up and boring. He needed some excitement and something tighter on his dick. I feared how he would kill me. Snuff sex with him is always gory and violent. He was playing around with matches like that was a hint. Then the smell of gasoline hit me, and I peed myself in fear. He was going to burn me alive like I was a witch. He started dousing my body in gasoline. I cringed and begged for mercy. He pulled out his cock and got off on my fear. He came on me as he struck the match. He had an evil grin on his face as he tossed the match. I went up in flames. I could smell my flesh burning. I could feel it. It was like I was in hell. I couldn’t believe he was doing this to me. I had been his accomplice for years. I brought him lots of tender age flesh to kill. It was my turn to die and what a horrible way to die too. He burned me alive in his basement, by the time he put out the flames, I was a crispy critter.

Feeding my Sadistic Desires as an Accompllice

Accomplice phone sexWhen I meet you at a bar in Deep Ellum, I knew you and I were one and the same. I knew almost from the moment that I saw you that we both have the same twisted deviant sexual desires. I knew that you were just like me in the sense that what gives us the greatest sexual pleasure is other people’s pain.I knew that you would be the perfect accomplice the moment you told me to look over at the obnoxiously drunk sexy little blond. You then said we could have so much fun with her if we took her home. We could tie her up and force her to eat my hot wet pussy while you dry ass raped. You could pound your big thick cock into her tight puckered ass tearing it apart and letting her ass lube itself with her own blood. As she laid tied up and crying with a huge gaping bleeding ass, you and I started fucking feeding off of each other’s sadistic desires made it the best sex ever.

Sex with Dead Bodies and Dead Dicks

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Sex with dead bodies is a hobby of mine. I don’t like people. I like to fuck, but sometimes fucking becomes complicated because men can be sap asses and dick wads. I was having awesome sex with this dude I picked up Friday night. He had a huge cock and he appeared to know how to use it. I was thinking he would leave after we fucked but he wanted to cuddle. I am a far cry from a cuddle bunny. I don’t wanna spoon or cuddle. I stabbed him. I wanted to fuck again, but no way was I going to go repeat the cuddle fiasco plus he was bleeding out. I hacked off his dick and slit his throat. He bled out on my pillows as I waited for rigor mortis to kick in and I used his dead severed dick as a dildo. A severed dick is a better choice to get me off. Doesn’t talk to me and sure as fuck doesn’t try to cuddle. He laid there bleeding out and slowly dying watching me get more pleasure from his cock once it was detached from his body than I did when it was dangling between his legs. I squirted from his severed cock. Hot damn, I can’t believe I didn’t think of that sooner. Consider yourself warned. Try to cuddle or spoon with a taboo phone sex slut and your dick gets severed from your body and used as a dildo.