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Snuff Phone Sex Fantasies

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Snuff phone sex fantasies make me wet. I am a twisted woman. The higher I get, the more fucked up and twisted my thoughts become too.  I was doing meth with this dealer the other night. Normally, I am a coke head, but beggars can’t be choosers. He was a dealer, but not a coke dealer. I didn’t have money to pay, just my worn out fuck holes. None of my regular dealers will give me coke anymore, so I tried meth. I got high quicker than ever before. I got fucked up in the head quicker than before too. I started talking about snuff sex and my twisted death fantasies. I was so fucked up, that I didn’t even realize he had restrained me and put a choke collar around my neck. I was blabbering about a torture and rape fantasy and he was preparing me for it. I am unsure when I realized that we were acting out my fantasy. It could have been when he fisted my ass. Or, it might have been when he strung me up to a beam and used me as a punching bag. When the baseball bat cracked over my head and the blood trickled down over my face, I knew for sure we were no longer just talking. I should have been in pain, but I was laughing and begging for more. I guess that was the Meth talking. I woke up the next day looking like death warmed over. I was sore as fuck. I looked like hell, but guess what? My pussy was super wet. I told you I was a nasty fucking freak. I think I like meth more than coke. I didn’t think it was possible for me to go any darker, but one night of Meth proved me wrong.

Stranger Danger 2

Torture phone sexI vaguely remember being pulled out of the car, and carried into a house, it was mostly dark but I could feel a cool draft as the man took me down a flight of stairs into a basement. I stayed calm, only breathing heavily from nerves and the pain I felt in my head. Feeling woozy as he began to chain up my arms, giving me no choice but to try and stand on my own. He let out a wicked laugh as he came up and licked my face. He then pulled out a knife and started to cut right down the middle of my shirt, revealing my black bra underneath. He slowly cut a slit above my breast before leaning down and kissing my breast. Will he be the one to finally end it?

Castration Phone sex: Eunuchs Make Great P Accomplices

castration phone sexMany men have castration phone sex fantasies. I think that is why women like me exist. Most losers who know they need junk removal, lack the ability to do it on their own. I have a partner in crime who is a eunuch. He is less a partner and more of a slave. He was a local pervert. Spent some time in prison for exposing his little willie to the local brats at the park. He lacks a sadistic mind. No follow through. I have no problem with perverts if they can help me torture and force fuck little annoying brats. All this loser could do was flash his sad little penis, so I took his balls. He knew they needed to go or he was going to end right back in prison where men like him never fare well. It was a mercy castration. Since he no longer gets aroused physically at little ones, there is no distraction. He can assist me in kidnapping precious little angels for the real men. The mean who don’t lack follow through. The men who can and want to do a lot more than just show some little blue-eyed brat his wiener. I make a great dishonest living. It didn’t take me long to realize there was a market for snuff movies with precious little angels. Most P offenders don’t fuck a little one as hard as they want or even at all because the DNA they leave behind, not to mention the eyewitness testimony. I let men fuck as hard as they want with the little tender age slut of their choice. We film it as a keepsake to spank their meat to for decades to come. My eunuch slave and I take care of the kidnapping and disposal of the remains for a hefty fee of course. What would you do to a tiny victim if you knew you would never get caught?

Take Me Away

Snuff phone sexLife is funny when you think about it. Every day have these little annoyance and concerns. Emotions like joy and happiness only last for a few moments then in the end all that’s left is nothing. Just skin that rots away, then the bones slowly waste away until they are dust. I bet dying is so peaceful. To not have to have those worries or concerns anymore. I could easily found out for myself but I think it should be a intimate experience. I want to make a deal. You do whatever you want to me, I’ll do anything you ask. The only thing I ask in return is you take me away from this world in the very end.

Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasies

home invasion phone sexI have home invasion phone sex fantasies. What about you? The idea of a stranger breaking into my home while I sleep and forcing himself on me gets my cunt wet. When I was a little girl, something similar happened to me while I was spending the night at a friend’s house. We were all asleep, when the family dog started barking. My friend and I were sleeping in her bed. We got up to peer through the door to see what the noise was about. We saw masked men holding a gun to her mother’s head. Her parents were insisting they were home alone in the house, so I took my friend and hid her. I was smart enough to know those strangers would come looking for a little girl or boy in the house. Let them find me instead. When they dragged me out to the living room, I called the Nelsons mom and dad. They only had one girl, so I pretended to be her. The truth was that even as a school girl, I had snuff porn fantasies. I wanted the armed men to hurt me. They made Mr. Nelson do sexual things to me thinking I was his daughter. I told “daddy” it was okay and to do what he needed to do to keep us safe. I think Mr. Nelson secretly enjoyed fucking my baby asshole because he had a huge boner as he force fucked my ass the way the armed intruders instructed him to do so. I think even Mrs. Nelson enjoyed the show. She was grateful I think that it wasn’t her own baby girl getting ass reamed. I cried and said it hurt, but I loved every moment of it. I survived that night obviously, so did the Nelsons. They were always indebted to me afterward and folks in town looked at me as a hero. Really, I was just a kinky little pain slut even way back then.

The Trick

Bloody phone sexThe trick when you pick up a sadistic guy to bring home to get fucked by and (fingers crossed) brutalized by is to be a tease. Act like a whore, rubbing up against them with your body, Get him nice and rock fucking hard then change your tune act like you do not do such crazy sexual things. That is usually the trigger. Acting like a whore then acting like a prude. A sadistic son of a bitch will not take no for an answer and will get his way by any means necessary. They will become mean and violent just the way my cunt likes it. Throwing me around and beating me like a rag doll, and forcing their cock deep into any one of my 3 holes.

Snuff and Bondage Phone Sex

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex sounds tame at first. It is often Fifty Shades of Gray; however, when you are a dirty whore like me, it is never tame. I woke up in a basement yesterday morning. I was naked and tied up. That is not the name of a reality show. It is my life. I hang with an unsavory crowd. I am related to an unsavory crowd too. My step son hates me. Always has and likely will never grow to like me. He can be a sadistic son of a bitch when he wants to be. He had some gambling debts he couldn’t resolve, so he sold me to some mob wannabe loan sharks to settle a debt. These boys were Guido types with no regard for human life. My step son told them to make a snuff porn with me and use the profits to settle his debt. I am not sure how I got from my place to this basement, but I am sure I was drugged somehow. I pleaded for them to let me go. I tried to appeal to their love for their mother but that didn’t work. If anything, it made them want to hurt me more. They whipped me. They used electric shock on me until I was drenched in sweat and piss. They punched me. They force fucked my ass. I asked if they were going to kill me. I honestly thought they had every intention of snuffing me out. One of them told me they planned to rent my body out for abuse, so they could maximize the profit off my body. “Men pay good money to do anything to an old whore and get away with it. You’ll be dead soon enough Blair,” he laughed. I think I prefer a swift death over torture sex any day.

Killer Phone Sex Is A Real Need with Gray

Killer Phone Sex

You know how serial killers have a specific need or rather an obsessive compulsive itch that they have to continue their rituals in whatever pattern they have construed or else they just can’t function? Well, in a way I can sympathize as I get a need to kill really annoying little brats. Yeah I said little brats, I fucking hate ankle biting little whiny assed fucking brats. I Hate them! I pretend to be the best babysitter ever and that I adore these fucks but in reality I can’t wait for the parents to leave and get all She Wolf of the SS on them! I fucking swear to the devils cock that I will sweet talk my way into whatever just to get a few good hours with the jizz accidents.

First I will be sweet as fuck and offer them candy and cute stuffed toys and win them over… but… in minutes that all changes. I grab them by their hair and pull them across the room and into the bathroom. There I will shove their faces in the toilet after I take a big smelly crap. I proceed by cutting their cute little clothes off and taking a cheese grater of a dildo and start ripping into those assholes and a shock dildo to their little cunts. With the screams being lost in the pile of excrement I just laugh as they bleed and convulse to their own deaths. That is one way I deal with them but the options and ideas are endless.

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Redneck Castration Phone Sex Fun

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Castration phone sex is what I want to do after a bad week. Dealing with dick weeds and vacuous whores makes me want to do something about population control. I don’t know what I was thinking, but I went to a heavy metal music festival with some friends over the weekend. It was a 12 hour drive, so we stopped in West Virginia over night to rest. West Virginia is one of those backwards states where everyone makes inbred jokes for a reason. It was me and three of my Goth girlfriends. They take no shit either. When we stopped for gas about 30 minutes before we checked into the no tell motel, a few hillbilly fucks harassed us. It was like we were in some Wrong Turn movie. The boys from Deliverance followed us to our crappy little hotel wanting to party. When we turned their hick asses away, they broke into our room determined to force fuck us. We shut that shit down. We were like the bad ass bitches in Kill Bill using our knives like swords. We chopped off three dicks. These hillbilly mother fuckers wanted to assault us, so we beat them to the punch. The world doesn’t need any more inbred rednecks. Those Wrong Turn son of a bitches won’t even pee the same again because we took a lot more than their balls. I have seen every redneck horror movie made, so I was ahead of the game. I used tire chains to link them together. My girlfriends each took turns castrating a toothless bastard. We laughed as we whacked off redneck balls and dicks. One of them had a good sized pecker for an inbred mother fucker. We tossed in some torture sex for fun. I found a cattle prod in one of their trucks and I sodomized them with it. It was funny to see the pee dribble out their bloody pecker stumps. We checked out of the hotel, leaving them to be discovered by the hotel maid. Three Goth babes will never let redneck losers ruin a good day.

Stranger Danger

Kidnapping phone sexIt was cool last night and felt perfect time to take a walk. I was feeling surprisingly alive and wanted to enjoy it before that feeling faded away. Which surely didn’t take long. I walked about a block from my apartment before I noticed a large figure following behind. I felt the calmness come over me, letting me know I would be feeling very much alive much longer. He increased his speed and I continued to walk timidly. In a few moments I felt a large hand grab my shoulder and forced my body into the brick wall beside me. *Crack* I felt oozing warmth down the side of my face, with blurred vision I attempted to see my new savior. I could only make out a dark figure. Upon losing consciousness he lifted me up and hurried me over to a park car. Quickly shoving me into the back seat only pausing for a moment to run his hand up my leg before slamming the door shut. As I felt the car start and drove away, I could no longer keep my eyes open…I surely hope to wake again even only for a short time.