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Who Needs To Call the Pigs, Not Me

Gothic phone sex is what they deserved to be tortured with. I was here working, maybe around 1am when I heard some noises outside. I have a hearse parked in my driveway, it’s beautiful, my fucking pride and joy. I step outside with my big man eating beast and take a look. It didn’t take long to see five little fuckers hovered around my fucking baby. That fucking hearse is more than a car to me it’s my baby, and No One fucks with it. I grab my sawed off shotgun from behind the door and let Valor loose on them. I’m not letting these losers get away. I grab a little punk assed nigger bitch by her braids and kick her in the stomach making her keel over while I attend to her fucking ghetto monkey co-conspirators. One of these black boys start coming at me I knock him in the head with the butt of my rifle, he’s down for the moment. The other three Valor took a bite out of they were trying to limp away. No worries I get on my phone and text my gang that stays two houses down. Those bitches ain’t getting far. For now I have these two to have some fun with. I haul the bitch in by her braids and tell her to shut the fuck up, no one cares. I bash the butt of the gun in her whore mouth, breaking a few teeth. The nigger monkey teen was a little difficult so I just said fuck it bashed him real good in his skull, opened his trousers, oh look, it’s a big black cock. He won’t be needing this shit anymore, but I will. I grab my knife and cut it off. I leave him in the carport to bleed out, it’s ok it’s already covered in a plastic sheet. I go inside, take that severed penis and toss it to Valor for his treat. That nigger bitch, well, I will have some fun with her, and so will the guys in my gang.

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Babysitter phone sex

babysitter phone sex   Babysitter phone sex was so hot that I decided to invite the guy over the next time I was supposed to babysit. He said that he couldn’t stay long so I figured everything would be fine. Once he got there, I went to the kitchen to get us drinks. When I came back, he knocked me out and tied me to a chair in the living room. I don’t know how long I was out for but when I came to, he was standing there with the two little ones that I was babysitting. I screamed and cried and begged him not to hurt them but he just laughed as he held them down and slit their little throats one by one, laughing at me the entire time. I pleaded with him to take me instead. He held the cold, sharp blade up to my throat as he untied my legs from the chair. He shoved me over to the bodies of the two little ones and forced me down between them. He cut my clothes away with the knife and told me he would cut out my tongue if I screamed. I struggled against him as he force fucked my fuck holes. I fought back, which pissed him off so he jammed the huge knife right into my chest. He stabbed me several more times as he fucked me. Once I was a bloody mess, he decided that he was finished with me. He slid that big, cold blade right across my throat and sliced it deep. He made a few more slicing motions, cutting deeper each time. The blood poured down my chest as I faded away. I was such a stupid little bitch for trusting him and I got used up and snuffed out.

 

A Kidnapping Phone Sex Tale

kidnapping phone sexI have a kidnapping phone sex tale for you. I was out for a jog the other morning. It was chilly and foggy. I was jogging to my drug dealer. I don’t run for exercise. I run to get coke. I could hear a car tailing me. I figured the car was going slow because visibility was poor. I was struggling to see a few feet in front of me, so no doubt, so was the driver of the car.  Suddenly, someone was on me. I felt a hand go around my mouth and pick me up off the ground with no effort. He tossed me in the back of the car and sped off. He was wearing a mask and there was a lady in the front seat with him. She was not exactly a lady. More like a teen girl. Perhaps my kidnapper’s daughter? I tried pleading with her and him. But neither spoke. The girl gave me a pleading look. It was like she was telling me to shut the fuck up with her eyes. We didn’t drive far. I couldn’t tell where we were because of the fog. The car pulled into a garage. He pulled me out of the backseat kicking and screaming. The girl took my feat. They tossed me like a discarded rug in the basement. I waited scared, wondering my fate. My masked kidnapper came downstairs to where I was being held captive. His daughter was with him. I still didn’t know what was going on. Then, it became clear. This was some strange initiation for the girl. She had to torture me. I could tell torture sex was not her nature. Her arm shook as she picked up a baseball bat and swung at me. She hit me in the back. Luckily, she hits like a girl. I cried in more pain than I was in but soon I was in real pain. She branded me. She used a taser on me. And, she fucked my cunt with a cattle prod.  My flesh burned. I pissed myself and I started convulsing. My kidnapper praised her, as I laid on the floor in a pool of my piss and slobber. She was daddy’s accomplice and I was her first victim.

Raised for Knife Play Phone Sex and Murder

knife play phone sexI was born for knife play phone sex. I have had a passion for knives since I was a young girl. My great grandpa taught me how to hunt when I was still a schoolgirl. He would tell me about different serial killers and teach me how to use a knife for a fair fight. I remember he told me anyone can win a gun fight but to win with a knife means you have skill not luck. Great grandpa had dark desires. He took me on a hunting trip with some of his cronies when I was a young schoolgirl. Girls my age were still playing with Barbies. I soon discovered we were not hunting animals, well at least not the 4-legged kind. Great granddad and his friends hunted criminals who got away with their crimes. The dregs of society, usually who could get away with murder because of their money. On this trip they were hunting a man who had murdered his wife and two young daughters, so he could marry his new young girlfriend. He was a wealthy white man who got off because he could afford the best legal team. When great grandad told me about this rich fuck, I wanted to kill him myself. I did too. It was my first kill. One of my great granddad’s group members tricked him into hiding out in the mountains to avoid the media sensation.  The men in the group told me I could kill him though. It was my initiation into this vigilante snuff porn group. I used my knife. I was not nervous or scared. I just lacked the precision and skill I now possess. I stabbed him violently in the chest until he was choking on his own blood. It was messy and quick. But, a girl never forgets her first kill. I have that knife in a glass box, along with a vile of my victim’s blood like Dexter. I don’t kill with such lofty purpose as my great grandpa did, but I did inherit his love for murder.

Training a Snuff Phone Sex Slut

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Do you enjoy snuff phone sex scenarios? I was born to be a snuff victim. Ever since I was a young girl, men have used me for their own needs. I get it. I am a blonde bimbo whore. I get full of myself sometimes. Because I am pretty, I start to think I deserve to be treated like a princess. I was out last night with my owner. I saw this odd looking couple at the next table. She was not attractive at all. Her date was handsome and he appeared to be going out of his way to make her feel good. He was treating her like a princess. I told my master that if an ugly girl like that could be treated like a princess, then so could I. He smacked me across the face and called me a slut. He wouldn’t let me order food. I had to watch him eat a steak. I was hungry, but I was being punished. Others stared as he degraded me. He told other people to mind their own damn business because I was his property. I dreaded when we got home. I was correct in my dread too. He tied me up and beat me. For hours, he made me tell him what a worthless whore I am as he whipped me and kicked me. He fucked my ass too forcing me to lick off his dirty dick. I need more slave training according to him. He broke my spirit. He ruined my ass. Sometimes even a seasoned whore like me needs to be reminded what a worthless piece of shit she is.

I love Medical Fetish Phone Sex

medical fetish phone sexI enjoy medical fetish phone sex calls. It is hot to torture a woman’s sex organs. I had a friend who wanted me to do a sick gynecological exam on his sister. Well, friend is too strong of a word. He is a client. He hired me to make a torture video of his sister getting a female exam. He paid me well. Better than normal because this request required planning. I called her up and posed as her doctor’s office. I explained the office had moved and set up her yearly exam. I have a doctor with an addiction to sweet young pussy and he owes me a few favors. I used his office when he had a surgery day. I hired an actress to pretend to be a receptionist and a couple others to just sit in the waiting room. They got paid and that is all they cared about. When my client’s sister arrived, she was clueless. I explained I was a new doctor and that her regular gynecologist was out sick. She didn’t question a thing. I gave her a shot which I told her was to help her relax for the exam. I told her it was new procedure and she didn’t question that either. It knocked her out. I inserted a large speculum in her whore cunt and cranked it open. The camera was rolling. Her brother could see right up his sister’s pink cunt. I put my fist inside her cunt. I even put various medical instruments inside her. I punctured her uterus. She started bleeding everywhere. Oops. She was groggy but didn’t scream. I texted the actresses that they could go now. My victim was going to start screaming and she did. Even with the drug in her, she could feel this pain. I crammed the speculum up her ass too and fisted her ass like she was an ass rape porn star. I tortured her girl parts for hours. She was strapped down and not going anywhere. When I was done, she couldn’t even walk. I ruined her. I made her unable to have brats. That was just what her brother wanted. I didn’t know why he hated his sister so much. I didn’t care. I got paid. That was all that mattered to me.

Anal Torture Sex

torture sex Women are worse than men when it comes to torture sex. Every woman I have been rented or trade to has hurt me more than any man. Women are lethal. My drug dealer owes this female drug lord money. He has the money to pay her, but he thought it would be more fun to trade me. She enjoys torturing women. She enjoys torturing me. My dealer watched as she anally probed me like some alien experiment. I was strapped down with one of those industrial sized vibrators crammed up my ass. My female torturer duct taped the vibrator in my ass, then she did another one in my pussy. I was shaking on the floor where I was strapped down. It was like I was in some sort of wrestling hold. She ushered in more women and they violated my fuck holes for amusement. Fists, baseball bats, a rolling pin and even a baton got shoved up my fuck holes. I started screaming and she put duct tape on my mouth. My drug dealer was masturbating watching me make ass rape porn for the amusement of women. I was left on the floor for hours tied up when they got bored with me. Master brought in some friends to jack off on my battered and tired body. My pain, my humiliation was all for their amusement.

Taboo phone sex

Taboo phone sexI’ve always loved cock and Taboo phone sex. I’ve been obsessed with cock since I was a little girl and had my first sexual experience with our old neighbor. His big fat cock fascinated me and from then on all I could think about was finding the biggest and best cocks to fuck me. That’s how I found my Master. He is a tall, lean man with a stern face that is perfect for his dominant bent. Master always brings me all kinds of cocks to fuck, and today he’s brought me a few of his friends and I’m going to fuck all of them. Just as they come into the room, I already slide off the bed and onto my knees, wearing just my bra and panties. Master tells all the guys to go to town, and as they all unzip their pants, I’m so happy to see that they all have big fat cocks like Master does. I grab Master’s cock in my tiny hand, my fingers don’t even touch as I pump my hand up and down it, and I begin taking turns bobbing my head up and down on these beautiful cocks that have been brought to me. I start to get wetter and wetter and Master grabs me and throws me on the bed, he tells me to get on him and ride him. I comply like a good little slut, and he immediately starts to stretch out my tight pussy. Just as I get into a rhythm I feel a cock pushing into my asshole. I moan a little, the head is thick and hurts at first but once he is in me, I’m in heaven. I have another cock in my mouth and one in my hand, and soon the guys start to ask where to put their cum. Master tells them anywhere, and soon, my holes have done their work and I have cum dripping from my pussy and asshole, and a couple of loads in my stomach. I thank Master for bringing me these cocks and can’t help but grin from ear to ear.

Torturing my victim until I cum

Torture phone sex

Let’s have Torture phone sex. I explained to you before how I like to torture my victims. I don’t mind explaining it to you again just in case you forgot. I am the type that traps her prey and then saves for later to devour. I call myself the black widow. Here is my most recent Torture phone sex story. I went out on a early Sunday morning. I laid my eyes on a cute petite jogger. She had brunette hair and the biggest fake tits I have ever seen. I instantly wanted those fake tits to lick. My cunt got wet just thinking about it. Needless to say I was able to pull her inside my car and bring her to my home. Down in the basement is where my dungeon reside. I torture the whore for hours and hours. Then an hour before her death. I laid back with glee and played with my pussy watching her fight for her life.I came so hard once she finally passed away. Don’t you love the thought of torturing an innocent soul? I know it makes your cock hard just as it makes my cunt so fucking wet.

Babysitter Phone Sex Was The Start

It really all started with Babysitter phone sex, the whole pimping littles for p daddy’s and murderer’s to get their perverted desires taken care of. They pay me good and I get rid of the evidence. It helps that I happen to know a few guys that wrestle big reptiles for a living and are always looking for bait and food for their cherished crocs. I always get to give my good boy a little treat too in a doggy bag of raw meat. My boys love a good bloody treat, all of them be it the dogs, Crocodiles or my main mad that loves some young succulent flesh. I really started the gig because I needed money bad and my whore sister talked me into watching her brats while she took off out of the country. The cunt deserted the brats with me and I had to take care of them. SO I did just that, and fucked those holes right up.

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