I’m the perfect victim for your snuff desires. Murder phone sex fantasies or so hot for me. I love to be beaten, abused, stuffed with cock. Truth is I’m just useless fuck meat. I get treated like a bitch, bitch handlers handle me like one of their little bitches. They like to pretend to breed me with those big furry cocks. These furry critters really Tear into me. One time the furry one was huge, it ripped the inside of my uterus up. I screamed in so much pain but it was useless. The bitch handlers really got off on that. They came in and stuff their big hard throbbing dicks down my throat. I was gagging on cock while I was getting my cunt and ass ripped open my dick.
Tag: Torture sex
Murder phone sex Fantasies
Rape Fantasy With A Foot Long Black Cock
My date was a little cock sissy I can tell. I asked him to come back to my place, he thought he was going to fuck me but I had something else in mind. I was going to have my BBC friend fulfill my rape fantasy and torture fuck his tight little white asshole. I tied him up and then my friend walked out with his foot long black cock for his little ass. He tried to speak but I shoved a ball gag in his mouth. We bent him over and he shoved his black foot long cock in his ass ripping him open. His scream was muffled by the ball gag, so I clamped his tiny sissy cock. I wanted to make his scream more as he was getting pounded and abused. It turned me on watching him get tortured fucked by a foot long black cock. He couldn’t handle it and he passed out. We didn’t care his limp body got pounded into the ground until he filled his asshole with hot gooey nut. I then sat on his face and smothered him. I used his face even though he couldn’t breathe. When we were done, we threw his naked limp body in the lake. No one was going to miss this small dick sissy.
Torture Sex Teen Accomplice
Just a little torture sex wont hurt baby. Not us at least! Giggling as I open the bedroom door for you to see my present. A leggy young blond, duct taped to her four poster bed struggling to get free. Look at her nice big tits, they make me jealous! Lets slice the nipples off and puncture holes in them so you can titty fuck the proper way. Warm blood gushing as you fill her tits up with your cum. Oh look, she might pass out now. Nope, not on my watch! Get her sped up with some good shit injected into her veins! That will keep her around long enough for us to play more.
Let me use my switch blade and cut open the duct tape on her mouth so you can skull fuck the little bitch! Don’t pull out, keep fucking her mouth until you cum! Tell me when your balls are fixing to shoot so I can stab the little cock sucking bitch in the heart! The next one wont be so lucky, but Ill keep bringing you victims because I promised you ass rape porn live action Darling!
Killer Phone Sex Desires
Killer phone sex fantasies are common. But I do not just have fantasies. I act on my desires. I am not the type of woman to show restraint. I am a narcissist and a sociopath. The only things different from me and most serial killers is that I never hurt animals, and no one diddled me as a little girl. I think even as a schoolgirl men knew not to touch me because I would have stabbed them in the heart. I had a weird fascination with knives when girls my age were playing with Barbie dolls. I grew up to be a taboo phone sex bitch because it is in my DNA. My grandpa on my dad’s side was a sadistic bastard who liked only me. I was his protégé. He was the warden and owner of a private prison once upon a time, but the government shut him down for cruel and unusual experiments on prisoners. I inherited his estate, which came with an electric chair and a huge knife collection worth over a million dollars because many of the knives go back centuries. My first kill was as my grandpa’s accomplice. He had kidnapped this young teen slut. She was hitchhiking. Grandpa used me as a wingman. Girls felt safe taking a ride from a grandpa with his young granddaughter in the car. I remember that first kill like it was yesterday. Grandpa had her tied up and naked. He fucked her and then carved her up like a side of beef. He left the deadly cut to me, though. That was my first snuff porn, and I was in a Catholic school outfit. My white blouse turned bright red when I stabbed my grandpa’s fuck meat in the chest. I went crazy stabbing her like 40 times. I was in a frenzied state because I was so excited to kill. My grandpa groomed me to be the stealth serial killer I am today. He gave me the knowledge, skills and tools to remain undetected by the police or FBI. I miss my grandpa, but I know I am making him proud in hell.
Ass Rape Fantasy Fulfilled
Being a sadistic phone sex slut is easy for me. All I want is to hear your nasty dark fantasies. It turns me on and all I want is to be able to fulfill them. I’ll be your nasty accomplice. It will be easy to find a dumb slut to tie up and use. I want you to be cruel and take advantage of the naked body in front of us and paddle her until her ass is welted and begging for you to stop. Hearing her whimpers and cries turns my cunt on and gets me dripping. That is when I want you to bend over and make your ass rape fantasies come true and stick your cock deep in her asshole. I’ll put the knife to her throat and make her take it as deep as you want to your dick to go in her ass. If she moves, I will make sure to slice her neck open and she knows it so she takes your cock. Once you are done filling that tight asshole up, we can do whatever you want with the body.
Daddy’s Little Violation Whore
Everyone thinks that I’m a victim but really I love being force fucked by my daddy and brother! I’ve been fucked and played with since I was very young, by the time my daddy had me in a gangbang at the start of my period, I was able to cum while I got fucked. That’s right! I started to enjoy being used as a cock sleeve, my pussy was wet as the forced me to take cock after cock. I’d wake up with dicks in my mouth and prodding at my holes and instantly my cunny would pulsate and start getting wet. Daddy loved it when I finally started fucking him back, riding his cock and begging for his cum. I think he was proud of me being such a little violation whore.
Bondage Phone Sex for Coke
I was a little tied up with bondage phone sex on New Year’s. I stopped by to see my stepson because he said he had some coke for me. I needed coke. We have a winter storm coming soon, and I did not want to be holed up because of Mother Nature without any blow. My regular dealer was out of town for the holiday, so my stepson was my last resort. It always costs me to visit him. He bought this sex swing to use for our streaming shows. I thought it looked harmless, but once I was in it, he tied me up further. He tied my wrists and my ankles to the swing, so I could not move. I knew I was in trouble now. I just wanted coke, but to get that coke I had to do a show for his clients. He fired up the camera and introduced me as his bondage whore mommy. He finger fucked me and pinched my nipples. He then fisted my cunt. I could not move because he had me securely tied to his sex swing. The Bitcoin sounds I heard, scared me because it always means some one is paying to watch him do something painful to me. I was scared. He put his fist in a big bowl of Icy Hot. He then fisted my ass and my cunt. Double pumped inside me. My ass and cunt were burning. It hurt so much that tears streamed down my cheeks. The viewers were loving my tears. They tipped more to see me cry more. What sick bastards. He was calling me mommy as he fisted my ass harder than an ass rape porn star. My pussy and ass were on fire. I was trapped in that hellish swing. I did not matter to my stepson. He was just using me to make money. He is no different from any other man.
Blasphemous Sex Bitch
I am a blasphemous sex bitch. I believe in nothing. And I would pick Satan over God any day. I think churches rob their followers blind. Stupid sheep who need to believe in something to get through a day. I have my own Pagan rituals and they involve blood and sacrifice. I believe in two things life and death. That is it. We are born and we die. Some die sooner than others. And some die at the hands of a blasphemous bitch like me. Almost every night, I kill some loser. My sacrifice to Satan or any dark lord. Often, I am killing vacuous mean girl cunts, small dicked losers, tools and soul stealing brats. I have no use for any of them. Last night, I was in the mood for a young sacrifice. Some young stupid lamb who goes to Sunday school and church. Girls like that grow up to be frigid cunts and holly rollers who think they are better than everyone else. Best to kill them young before they grow up and wreak havoc on your life. This little brat was dressed in a white laced dress with Mary Jane shoes. She had her blonde locks in barrettes. She was getting ice cream at this little kiosk when I snatched her. I put a knife to her back and told her I would stab her dead if she screamed. She walked willingly out the mall door with me. Her parents were nearby no doubt, but no one noticed me grabbing this little brat until it was too late. I had her in my cabin, naked and chained when the amber alert went off on my phone. This little cunt was some one’s precious angel. To me, she was about to be a sacrifice. I gutted her like a pig. Buried my knife deep into her tender flesh and scooped out her insides. I watched her die slowly and brutally. I said a few blasphemous words while she bled out. After my snuff porn sacrifice, I fed her to the coyotes. They are the best accomplices because they devour every trace of evidence. Who can we sacrifice together?
Castration Phone Sex Through the New Year
Castration phone sex Christmas? Christmas may have come and gone, but I am still castrating losers. Ball removal is my gift to me. I have quite the collection this year too. I have severed more testicles this month than I have all year. I had no clue there were so many losers around who needed to part with their balls. I met one such loser at Walmart last night. I hate going to Walmart. Only the dregs of society shop at Wally World. My phone charger died on me, and it was the only place open in the middle of the night to get a new one. I sucked it up and the first person I meet is a douche bag player who thought he could pick up a Goth chick in Walmart. I would never date or hook up with some leisure suit Larry I met at Walmart. He stalked me. He harassed me. And when he got pissy after I rejected him, I decided he need a free ball removal. I was not even going to charge him. This castration was on me. I played his game. I got him to think he was in control luring me back to his apartment. I know he thought he was going to bang me. I mean I am not desperate. I am never desperate. He did not deserve to live thinking I was going to fuck him. Men are so delusional. I do not pick up guys in Walmart. I spiked his drink when he was not looking. He woke up tied to a chair naked. I stuffed my panties in his mouth which was as close to my hot pussy as he was going to get. Torture sex ensued when I whacked his balls off with a kitchen knife. I could have cauterized the wound, but he annoyed me. I mean who hits on women at 1 am in a Walmart? No man that deserves to reproduce. No clue if he bled out or if he was able to get some help. I left his severed balls on the table with a Christmas bow. If he survives and gets his balls reattached, they will never work like they once did. I made him a eunuch for Christmas.
Sadistic Phone Sex NYE
Did you really think you were going to get away with breaking my best friend’s heart? There’s no fucking way you’re going to get off scot-free. You thought I invited you over here because I was hot for you, too. That’s the last thing I’d ever be. Now that you’re tied to the bed, I can start doing to you what I brought you here for. You can struggle all you want and scream all you want. You won’t get free, and nobody is going to fucking hear you. You’re my victim now and my face is the last one you’ll ever see. Unluckily for you, I’m a sadistic phone sex bitch and I won’t think twice about torturing you for days before I finally do the world a favor and get rid of you. I don’t think anyone is going to miss a shit stain of a human being like you. My best friend sure as fuck isn’t. She won’t look for you because you’re going to write a goodbye note to her and tell her that you’re moving for a new job. I don’t know how I’ll torture and snuff you out yet. I guess it depends on what I’m in the mood for when you call.