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Close Call

torture phone sex My hands are shaking and my heart is racing. Being evil and twisted is such a rush. But the thrill of the hunt and the kill would not be the same without the rush of knowing that I could get caught. This morning was a close call. I was almost done chopping up what was left of last night’s fun when the door belle rang. There was no time to really clean up, i was covered in blood. With the car in the drive and the music blaring there was no way I could pretend I wasn’t home. Grabbing my robe I jumped in the shower and rinsed off quickly before throwing the robe over my shoulders and answering the door. There stood a uniformed officer. This is it, I thought. I have finally gotten caught. Smiling he held out is hat and said they were going door to door for donations for the Fraternal Order Of Police Lodge. I grabbed some change off the table by the door and dropped it in the hat with a smile. As soon as I closed the door I felt the cum escaping my cunt.

Cooking her slowly..

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She thinks her big tears and snot running down her face is going to stop me. That her begging and pleading for her worthless life is going to stop me from what I am doing.

In fact it turns me on.

The way she screams makes my pussy wet. I am so bad. I keep teasing her with knifes and cheese graters as I do my meal prep. I slowly chop onions, carrots, cellery and potatoes. Lots of them. I walk past her and pinch her, make her taste her own broth soup as she slowly cooks to death. I am so happy she fit in my custom made “pot” It’s really a metal drinking thing for horses and farm animals. It’s big enough for 2 people but I only wanted her.

Those thighs got me.

I almost bit my lip in two watching her thighs rub together as she walked down the dirty highway. She never knew what was coming. She just got paid a shit ton of money to be my muse for the night. Dumb girls will fall for anything as long as you promise them cash or drugs. This bitch came willingly to my home out in the middle of no where. I love being able to talk to her as she boils to death. Her broth is tasting soo good I had her taste it! Working the veggies in and oh my god. I wish I could send you the smell of her body slowly cooking. The meat is just going to fall off the bone so easy!

Torture phone sex

torture phone sex

I went on a blind date and met this one guy who pretty much had everything I wanted on my list of traits I look for in a man. We want back to my place where we had some coffee and talked about our lives growing up. It was pretty exciting to see how much we had in common. I don’t know how sex got brought up in all of this talk but it did, and I was really curious to see if he indeed had it all.

So we went back to my room I got completely naked and got on all fours waiting to see what kind of sexual act would be performed. I felt his large hands grab and stroke my ass, then his long warm fingers gently going inside of my pussy. I turned my head to see if he was going to penetrate me and instead I saw him pull out a huge meat hook that is used to hang meet in a slaughter house, he then jammed it hard against my pelvis letting it rip through my flesh until it came out other side of my ass cheek. I couldn’t help but scream as blood ran down my legs soaking my bed up in a blood red stain. I tried to move my legs but I couldn’t since it hurt so much.

My blind date then tied a rope around the loop of the hook and fed  the rope around the large beam that holds the roof of my bed room up and he began pulling the rope . My body began to raise off the bed and he hook dug deeper and deeper into the bed. I kept getting raised until i was finally level with his cock if he was standing up on my bed. He began fucking my ass hole grabbing my ass and hook as he dug both his cock and hook deeper into my body. I screamed in pain as his cock and hook both penetrated me. He then got another smaller hook and then this time pushed it deep into my ass hole then guided it carefully until it came out of my pussy.

I screamed begging him to stop that I would do anything if he stopped since I was in so much pain. He looked back at me and told me that all I was , was a fine piece of meet that needed to be degraded and filled with his cum. He began fucking me hard in the ass and in the pussy until I was sore and full of his cum. He left me hanging in the bedroom filled with is cum and stretched out from his cock. I guess I am hooked.

Dreaming of Snuff porn

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I started watching Snuff porn after catching my daddy watching it. Listening to their screams and the pain on their faces made my tiny pussy wet. My first fantasy came from a very bloody one I watched one night after daddy got so drunk he finally passed out. I watched everything I could. I was scared but being scared turns me on. My pussy was so juicy and swollen I had to touch myself. I fucked my pussy with the biggest curling iron I had for hours. I love being filled up and I fell asleep with it inside of me. Suddenly a warm feeling woke me up, my pussy was on fire. There in the darkness someone was watching me. Drinking and smoking in the corner. I couldn’t see anything but the cherry of the cigar he was smoking. I could hear the ice in his glass clink to the side every time he took a drink. He was watching me burn. He must have tied me up, plugged in the curling iron and turned it all the way up. It was slow enough to feel the light warming sensation go to beyond intense to torture. It only took 2 minutes to go from cold to fire hot, but it felt like hours of torture. Next thing I know my alarm clock was going off and I was laying in a puddle of my own pussy juices, piss and shit. 

Teen rape porn

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I have been sitting for my niece while her mother is out of town fucking every dude in sight. We went to the mall today and I think we got a bunch of attention. Where ever she walked guys would look her up and down. I didn’t think much of anything since that is usually the reaction I get when I am alone.

Well as we went home and we both were getting ready for bed. I heard a knock on the door. I went to go see who could possibly be knocking this late at night. I opened the door and to my surprise no one was there. I then heard a knock at my back sliding glass door. I rushed over to see who it was, and again you can guess- no one was there.

Must be someone making a prank. So I went back upstairs to see what my niece was up to. I could not find her in the guest room, so I went to my room. She was tied up with a man over top of her. A knife was touching her throat. I saw my cell right near them. I tried to run towards it but the man got up and shook a finger at me “NO”. He pushed me on the bed next to her.

He tied me up and made me watch her. He spread her legs open and stuck his bare cock in her pussy. He fucked her hard and deep with his 12 inch cock. I tried to scream out. When I did that, he stopped what he was doing. He put the knife back at her throat and looked at me without saying anything. He started to cut into her skin.

“Shhhhh” or else more will happen.

This bitch had to go!

snuff sexThat fucking bitch had to go! She was rude, she was whiny, she was just the worst! That’s why I went to her house late last night and attacked her while she was sleeping. Stupid whore didn’t even wake up until she was tied to the fucking bed and my knife was pressed against her throat, she was struggling to get away and crying like a little bitch but I had her tied tightly and she wasn’t going anywhere! I took my time with her and forced all of her holes open with my biggest dildos before I started cutting her open. I was exploring all of her insides and yanking shit out, honestly it didn’t take long for her to die once I had her open like that. Stupid whore won’t be bothering me any more!

The Last Heart Beat

taboo phone sexI can still hear the echo of her screams in the black darkness of the night. The air is damp and cool as the slight breeze rustles the leaves of the trees that surround my glorious alter. Her body is almost lifeless and I can barely see the movement of her chest as she takes shallow breaths. She is a fighter I have to give her credit for that. I have inflicted more pain then most mere mortals can stand and still she hangs on to her pathetic little life. Her blood is still warm as it drips down the sides of the grey alter that she is laying on. It has been a long time since I have tasted a still beating heart. The thick salty taste of blood with just a hint of iron, the feel of the muscle that we all equate with love, still pulsating as I sink my teeth into it and rip a piece of it off savoring every thing about what I am ingesting. I must act now before the last beat passes and I miss my chance.

Necrophiliac Head, Can it Wake the Dead?

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When I get new clients at the morgue, I can’t help but take advantage of the stiffness that rigor mortis creates. I’ve always loved having a stiffy in my mouth, and this…this only feeds my addiction for Necrophilia. My cunt gets soaking fucking wet, my blood boils almost I get so fucking hot. I feel like I can wake the dead with my head. Not that I’d want to…looking into the eyes of my playmates as they lay there while I face fuck myself and they return that blank stare is the main part of the thrill. It makes me so fucking hot, and I can’t get enough. The best part is that as a mortician, I get an endless stream of playmates, and I get to have my way with them. I dress them up, and put their bodies into positions that suit me best. Sometimes, when I have a full house, I have orgies and fuck all of them while the others “watch.” A necrophilic gang bang, and I’ve left pussy juice on every last one of them. Makes me want to cum just sitting here sharing it with you. Mmmm, think I’ll go back to the freezer and visit a few of my playmates to satisfy me.

The Artist and The Young voice phone sex slut.

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Have you ever had a Young voice phone sex slut that will make you do anything? Ever wanted someone to take charge and make you worship her body? My Young voice phone sex will make you do anything I tell you. It’s like being lost in a spell. Well it might be a spell, you never know with me. I had a caller who did every little thing I told him to do and his screams made my pussy dripping wet. We will call this caller Joe. Joe called me think he could make me his bitch. Obviously he can not fucking read. No one and I mean No one can break me. My Young voice phone sex call had him begging for mercy before I hung up on him just so he can suffer. Joe was a painter, he loved to paint evil painting. Lots of blood and torture in his paintings. I made him lube up his dick and tease his cock with the brush of the paint brush. I told him I wanted him to paint me my own special picture but using only his cock. He was going to dip his little dick in paint and slap it around on the canvas. But my young voice instructed him step by step on sliding the tip of his paint brush into his tiny pathetic cock. Listening to his moans and painful cry’s as he shoved the thick wooden paint brush handle into his dick hole. I made him rub his cock until he cam.. But nothing could come out because his dick hole was plugged up. I continued to force him to rub his cock over and over building up his cum loads inside of his cock. The pressure was building up behind that paint brush. It ripped the head of his cock in half… Then I made him paint me a picture using real blood.

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies with an Extreme Pain Slut

taboo phone sexWhat are you taboo phone sex fantasies? I have all kinds, but my favorite involve torture. I am a pain slut. It all started when I was very young. Daddy did very bad things to my ass. According to my therapist, I cut myself as a way to feel in control over a life that was out of control. It was a bunch of psycho babble. The truth was I was a pain whore. I would use daddy’s razor blades to cut my flesh, then use my own blood as lube to play with my pussy. I wasn’t traumatized by daddy using my bottom like I was an ass rape porn star. I realized I loved pain. I also discovered I had a morbid curiosity for blood. Flash forward two decades and I am a submissive whore who loves to be hurt. I need men who aren’t afraid to leave a mark on me. Knives, razor blades, nails, hammers, pliers, hat pins… Sharp and blunt objects that can cause deadly trauma are my favorite for you to use on me. I am well beyond the ropes and chains phase of my life. I have built up a high tolerance for pain over the years. What kind of damage can you do to me? Are you man enough to do it?