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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?

Rape phone sex fantasies

Rape phone sex fantasies I was at work today when my boss asked for me to stay late and help him close the store. He also needs me to help organize his office, but I am unable to do that tonight. As the night comes upon us and the last of my co workers have left, I make my way to his office. He seems to be intently watching something on his computer screen and does not even bother getting up.

I tell him I am unable to help him organize the office tonight, but I can help him clean. He does not seem to care for my answer and tells me to close his door and come near him. I do as he says, and he tells me to look at his screen. I then notice his cock is pointed up towards me and the video playing on his screen is a film “made from home”. He tells me he made the video, as the girl screams and cries in the background. She puts up a good fight, and before I can react he grabs me and tells me he wants me to make a movie of me. I start trying to fight him off but I have no luck as he overpowers me.

He rips my black dress off of my body as he undoes his belt and whips his snake out. He pounds himself into my pussy, not being gentle at all. I start whimpering begging him to please stop. He only gets more off on that as he holds me down and rams himself into me, making a mess of his office. Blood starts dripping down my legs as he viciously stretches me out.

Torture Sex Doll Fun

torture sex funWhen I was a little girl, I was like Wednesday Addams: a creepy little Goth girl with a love for torture sex.  I had this one doll I loved so much. I called her butcher Barbie. She was a sick little thing in the best way. Pale, creepy, came with her own knife. I used her to act out my most violent and twisted fantasies. While girls my age played house with Ken and Barbie, my little dolly was butchering the brats of Ken and Barbie all over the neighborhood.

knife play phone sexAs I grew up, I never out grew my love for dolls. One day I saw this beautiful Goth girl with pale skin and she looked like a human version of my Butcher Barbie all grown up. What demented girl doesn’t want a life size doll. Especially one she can turn into an evil accomplice. I kidnapped Lea. Drugged her, tossed her into my basement. So lovely. So perfect. When I told her she was going to be my play thing, my forever dolly, she freaked. Called me names. She clearly thought I was crazy. She didn’t know just how crazy I was until I sewed her body together like a doll. I ensured she could never leave me.

fantasy phone sexShe screamed in pain as I pierced her skin with a big needle. The crimson blood dripping from the needle excited me. I threaded her flesh together with pink ribbon like dollies always wear. She was immobile. The perfect play thing for me. Just she didn’t want to play with me. Pissed me off. I decided to make her a torture doll instead. I carved my name in her flesh. I cut off  her nipples. I sliced off her clit. I sawed her labia off. I fucked her ass with Butcher Barbie’s knife, her cunt too. I cut tiny slashes all over her body. I waited until she bled out. Took days. It was so much fun. Her pale cold body was beautiful.

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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Snuff Porn Japanese School Girl Fun

snuff porn evil bitchSnuff porn many people think is urban legend, but I know better. I have seen it made; I have made it myself. Do you like Japanese school girl sluts? Young, tight, long legs, total cock teases. Those little outfits they wear are just to get your dick hard. Their high pitch giggles are just to annoy sadistic bitches like me. Too many Asians in the US, stealing our jobs, flooding our colleges, teasing our men. No one would miss a chink, especially a girl. I saw this young Jap school girl and thought snuff porn Japanese style!

snuff porn japaneseI pretended to be selling knock off purses out of the back of my van. Pushed the dumb whore in, locked the door and went for a ride in the country. Asian snuff brings in top dollar. When I brought her to my killer shack in the woods, she screamed in such a fucking shrill annoying voice, I took a baseball bat to her skull. Cracked it, but didn’t kill her. Couldn’t have a dead squinty eyed bitch before I had some camera fun time with her. She crawled on the floor, bleeding like a stuck pig. Whimpering and sobbing, and talking Japanese. Do I look like I speak that gook language? Stupid whore. I shoved the baseball bat up her ass.

She was leaving a blood trail across my wood floor, so I snuff moviespushed her outside. Watched her crawl through the dirt and grass bleeding and crying. Disoriented from the blow to the head. Some hikers saw me. Easy fix. Offer them some Jap pussy for free. They fucked her without hesitation. Everyone like a Japanese school girl whore, even a bloodied one! The force fucking added to my little torture sex film. They popped their rocks off in the whore and left me to my fun. As much as I love making a worthless cunt suffer, her voice was like finger nails on a chalk board, so I slit her throat. Figured she would crawl around for a few minutes, bleed out then die.

Bitch was taking forever to bleed out, so I got a gun, put it in her ass and shot her. Her ass exploded. Bullet came out her mouth, but it killed the whore. No way anyone seeing this little snuff movie would doubt its authenticity. Her insides spurted out both ends. As I stood over her lifeless, bloody body, I kicked her like one kicks road kill to see if really dead. Yep, another dead chink whore no one will miss.

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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.

Castration Phone Sex Trophies

castration phone sex knife playCastration phone sex is my specialty. I’m a junk removal expert. Too many worthless pricks in this world, so I am just being altruistic, paying it forward by taking off balls. I recently discovered on accident how much fun cutting off peckers is too. I mean really, why just take the balls? They really are a set and should be kept together. Kept together in my keepsake boxes made of real foreskin. I bought this serial killer magazine awhile back and learned all about trophies. I am not your typical serial killer, however. I snuff out folks for profit and charity. There is a sexual element of course, especially when I know I am ensuring that some fuck nugget like yourself can never reproduce or enjoy any sexual satisfaction. But my primary motivation is never sexual.

On my fire place mantle, are three hand carved, foreskin covered boxes for my trinkets. One keeps my special junk removal tools. Another holds the cherished testicles. And the last one holds my new collection of worthless cocks. If you shouldn’t be reproducing, you shouldn’t be fucking. I added a really nice trophy to that box last night. Adam was a 7’0 college basketball player who preyed on drunk coeds. He messed with the wrong coed when he force fucked my step niece. She called me knowing what I would do. If you can’t use it properly, you shouldn’t have it.

taboo phone sexI don’t take crap from anyone, not even a black athletic giant. My niece and I marched into the men’s locker room after a game, knowing he was the last one in there. “Can’t get enough of this nigger dick can you bitch? I see you brought a friend. Well there is plenty to go around,” he said over confidently. I begged to see his big black cock. I put a knife to his throat while my niece extracted a little CBT revenge. After she got her payback fun, I sliced his big black dong right off.  Blood spurted everywhere. My niece grabbed the knife, and took off the balls. Normally, I’m not so messy in my junk removal services, however, this fuck wad deserved to bleed out. Like the world will miss another black thug, right? Biggest cock I have ever lobbed off. In fact it was so big, I had to cut it into quarters to make it all fit in my keepsake box.

Today’s headline in my local paper was “Locker Room Massacre.” Now my cunt was wet. I guess a big fucking cock like that was more like an artery. He completely bled out and died. He was the Bill Cosby of the local college campus, because after news of his shocking death, hundreds of girls flooded the police department to report he sexually assaulted them. Mother Theresa has nothing on me. You know, I finally got to play with big black cock. I don’t get the hype. When it was all over, it was just another broke down dick.

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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

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gangbang rape pornThe other day I came home from school and was alone all day and night. I kept getting strange feelings that someone was watching me. I was in the kitchen making dinner when all of the sudden I heard my front door open. I quickly grabbed a kitchen knife and went to see who it was. There were five men all dressed in black just staring at me. I grabbed the knife thinking I was going to protect myself, but that easily went away when I froze in fear. They knew the knife in my hand was all a bluff as well. They approached me and no matter how much noise I made, it only made them happier. My clothes were ripped to shreds as they took turns pounding my pussy. I was sprawled out on my kitchen floor trying to get them off. Nothing seemed to work. I regret having the knife once in my hand, because it only turned into a fun torture tool for them. I was counting the seconds until they stopped. I woke up from being passed out. I am bloody and sore, I wonder why they left my alive, maybe they are not done with me?

Medical Fetish Phone Sex

medical fetish phone sex karmaOne of my favorite things to do has always been to put on the scrubs I bought from the Salvation Army and hit the hospital. I love the halls that hold the terminally ill, the ones that have the bio hazard signs on the doors, the rooms that are high risk to enter and the halls that smell of rotting flesh while the feeling of despair hangs in the air, so thick you could cut it with a knife. I would often sit in the corner of the room after turning off the morphine drip, waiting for the extreme pain to hit so that I can rub out a good hard orgasm as I listen to them moan in agony. There are a couple of rooms that have great nooks that I can hide in. Those particular rooms are used to perform medical procedures that aren’t generally performed in a normal room. I have been able to witness several invasive procedures in these rooms that not only brought me great pleasure but gave me intense material to share with others on medical fetish phone sex calls. One time especially comes to mind. When I walked into his room the smell of rotting flesh was so strong that it almost made me gag. And I don’t gag easy. I pulled back the sheet and saw a huge chunk of flesh that was swollen, red and infected. i knew the flesh was deteriorating from the inside out. I heard the footsteps and backed into my hiding place and as I watched the doctor inject the Novocaine my heart sunk. Why do they do this? I kept watching and when I saw the scalpel sink into the skin, I felt the moisture begin to build in my panties. Watching the spewing puss and chunks of flesh, the stench that the infection produced when released, all served to stir the darkness inside me and I started to cum. I had to cover my mouth to stop the moan of pleasure as the primal orgasm escaped my cunt. Medical fetishes are so complex……