Category: Rape phone sex fantasies

Loose Woman….

You know how some people just piss you off? It is the way they walk or talk. For me It is the bible thumpers who wont take no for an answer. I believe in what I believe. I am very spiritual. And to have some little bitch tell me I am wrong because she said so. Well … that pisses me off. But today.. today was so far beyond rude, I just couldn’t let it pass. I got a knock at the door. When I opened the door it was a sweet young thing. She asked if I have been saved. And of course I have. But then she went on … She said she could tell I was a loose woman by the way I dressed. That a lose woman is a sin in God’s eyes. That if I didn’t change my ways I would burn. I told her it was time for her to leave. And she REFUSED. She said she could not let a “lose woman” live in her neighborhood, without her trying to FIX me.. FIX ME??? Fuck no. that was to far. I invited her in. And then knocked the bitch out. When she woke up I had her tied down in my dungeon. I reminded her (while I was stripping her down) that god said love thy neighbors. And to not judge. Oooh and of course he without sin cast the first stone. I was going to teach the bitch what a lose woman is. And then I am going to watch her burn. Stones she should not have cast are coming back to haunt her. Once she was completely tied down and naked. I pulled out my double dick fuck machine and lined it up with the little bitch. She started screaming. Begging me not to hurt her. She said she was a virgin. Lol… Not for much longer! I plugged my toy in and watched it rip thru her ass and pussy. I listened to her scream as the machine fucked her for HOURS. And I thoroughly enjoyed every bit of it. I asked her as I was leaving for the night… Who’s the loose woman now. I could hear her sobbing over the machines hum. I will let the bitch enjoy her fate for the next few days. Then the real fun starts. I wonder if I will just burn her. Or share her first? Mmmm choices, choices…

I’m Your Sex Slave

My Sex Slave–NarcissusNarcosis

As I sit
she begins to strip
slowly, she knows
how I like it….
All gone but her silk miniskirt
she turns around and bends over
showing me her ass
as she spreads her pussy lips…
“Daddy, can I finger myself, please?”
I give a nod as she closes her eyes.
Silently I undo my belt
and lash her inner thigh…
The pain catches her by surprise
makes her recoil
“Sorry Daddy,” she says before I can scold.
“You haven’t earned the right to call me Daddy,
you fucking whore. I could easily dispose of you and find
a couple more.
And why at all are you moving your lips?
They should be sucking the head of my dick.”

Pinata Paridise

 

My mind is like a drill Bit.. It is twisted, Dirty and Very dangerous if used properly. And I really enjoy screwing people over.  I do like to think outside the box. Don’t get me wrong. Fucking is fun! I love to fuck actually. I like it rough and nasty of course. But, nothing can take the place of a good fuck over fest.  You know what I mean. I like the hunt. The stalking.  The fun of watching. The thrill of knowing I could take that piece of meat any time I wanted. And it doesn’t even know I am here. I try really hard to drag that out. To enjoy the hunt. So many people try to rush it. But it should be savored.  I do like to bring in a friend. Someone who will enjoy what I have planned. If I am in an extra violent mood, I have extra violent friends. If I am in the mood to watch. Then I have friends for that as well. But sometimes. I am in the mood for bondage and mmmmm extra kink. And well that is only one person for that job. I call Bob and ask if he is in the mood to play. Of Course he is.  Bob is MORE than willing to lend a helping hand when I show him the pictures. She is perfect for him. And he surprises me with a new little contraption he built. He always makes the best tables and tie downs. That is the reason I call him. And Bob didn’t disappoint. He has a full dungeon and was ready to go. So I snatched our little piece of meat. And took her straight to his play room. She was a feisty one! LOUD and Pissed off! LOL. I love when they have attitude! It makes it so much more fun to play! Bob tied her up like a piñata.  I let him have his fun. He fucked ever single hole. Then I got to take over. A big stick. For my Piñata.  It took much longer than I thought.  And I was really trying hard to hurt her. So I thoroughly enjoyed the hours and hours it took to watch her die.

A Young Sex Slave

I met a p-daddy online, who craved the taste of a sweet, young male.  He paid me to find one to be abused, tortured, and turned into a rape fantasy fulfilled.  The little one was cute, pretty, and so naive and innocent.  He was still a virgin.  My mouth watered as I fantasized about the way that he would be used.  He was to be drugged, seduced, and deflowered. I would facilitate the whole experience for my new-found p client.  I had the young man lured to my home in another state.  He was lured by  his babysitter who was having a sexual relationship with my nephew (the perfect plan). The little one was told that my husband and I would watch him for a couple of hours while his babysitter took care of a family emergency.  When that stupid whore left, the fun began.  The little man was offered some milk (that contained a sedative) and cookies.  Once he was relaxed, I laid back on the couch and watched the little brat learn to suck cock, get fucked, and then die.

My Kinky Hook-up with an Older Man from Out of Town

I was on the prowl; seeking to kill. So I took a flight out of the country and went out drinking.  My victim was an older man at the bar who insisted on hooking-up with me.  I warned him that I was ‘very kinky’ in the bedroom.  I laughed, as he insisted that he could handle and keep up with my ‘unconventional tastes’.  On that note, I agreed to get with him, promising to give him a night that he would remember the rest of his life.

I took him to an extravagant hotel, as I do with all of my victims. My purse was packed with everything that I needed to drug and kill this sex-starved man.  As he showered, I removed the contents of my purse and hid them under the bed.  I changed into a black, tiny leather nightie and high heeled, thigh-high boots.  I laid on the bed, waiting.

He eagerly came to me, kissing me, and immediately after-wards, went betwixt my legs and hungrily licked, sucked and kissed my wanton pussy. I enjoyed him for about 5 minutes, before I decided that I had enough. I offered him something to enhance the experience (it would put him in a semi-comatose state, having a numbing/anesthetic effect). After he acknowledged that he was feeling dizzy, I started on him:  I passionately kissed his lips, reached under the bed (never parting my lips from his, I grabbed my knife and cut off his cock and balls).  He was bleeding profusely, but could not feel the intensity of the pain. He was dizzy, and did not realize that he was laying in his his own blood (I smeared his blood on my hardened nipples and then licked and sucked my fingers clean). To be continued…...

I Was Forced to Take His Throbbing Hard Cock in My Ass..

Recently, I became an official submissive,helpless anal slut.  My begging, weeping and screaming, did not give me any mercy.  His cock was so huge, so fat, that it actually made my ass bleed. He fucked my tight,tiny ass brutally!  I was his ass rape fantasies slut.  He controlled me with his strong prick.  I thought that I was going to die from being fucked so hard!  My ass bled all over his shaft as he thrusted inside of my fuck-hole.  I screamed like I was being murdered, but he did not stop…he responded by fucking me harder and slapping my face and my tits.  He used me  as his rape fantasy cock-whore.  I felt cheap, used, helpless, and satisfied at the same time. I love pain, it excites me.  I laid on my back and looked up at his determined face, then down at his bloody cock (from tearing my ass).  My blood lubricated his monster cock.  He pulled out and shot his cum in my face then rubbed the head of his cock on my clit until I came all over his dick.

Sometimes it is just Destiny

Sometimes things just fall into place. And I do love it when destiny takes over. Yesterday I was hunting, stalking this pretty little thing. She  would be perfect for my needs. My friend loves young and blonde He wants big blue eyes and her to look so innocent and sweet. It is really hard to find the perfect girl. And when I found her I waited all day trying to find the perfect time to snatch her. But it didn’t happen. She was NEVER alone. I finally gave up and headed home. When I passed a broken down car. Someone flagged me down. A beautiful little thing. With blonde hair and big blue eyes. She thanked me over and over. She said at least 10 cars passed her and nobody stopped. She didn’t have a cell signal and was so scared. I promised her I would help her. And I will. I drove her home and told her the phone was in the kitchen. She never made it that far of course. By the time she woke up I had her tied to my work bench and stripped naked. I had already called my friend over and was waiting for him to show up. My pussy is dripping at what I am gonna do to her. How I am going to hurt her. How my friend is going to use her. All before I kill her. It was just Destiny.

Discipline Youngsters With ‘Thy Rod and Thy Shaft’! (The Book of Phoenix , Chapter 6)

Shall we go shopping today babe?  I am hungry for the taste of  little pussy and ass.  I am here now, thrusting my dildo inside of my hot cunt, envisioning you pinning down, gagging, and slamming your hard cock inside a ripe, little tight asshole.  My rape fantasies involve my watching a youngster’s little holes being stuffed to capacity, uncontrollably gripping your hard shaft as their little openings swell and tear; mixing blood with your semen.  Watching their eyes swell up with hot tears, their snotting noses, their screams of agony filling the room, while you take their little ‘goodies.’  What a way to provide discipline.  These days, these  brats break rules, are disrespectful, and want to challenge authority.  Well, breaking their hymens and breaking-in their tight little assholes, will teach them a lesson (absolutely).  There are two youngsters that I have had my eye on for quite some time now. They are the offspring of your friends (Jane and John).  We will go over their home for dinner.  I will drug and tie up the parents and then we will do the same to their succulent youngsters.  After which, we will explore our dark, secret rape fantasies.

A Dead Fuck is the Best Fuck; I Always Say…

Theorists think that they have me, and those like me, all figured out referring to us in the following manner (based upon case studies): “these individuals reported the desire to possess an unresisting and unrejecting partner (68%), reunions with a romantic partner (21%), sexual attraction to corpses (15%), comfort or overcoming feelings of isolation (15%), or seeking self-esteem by expressing power over a homicide victim (12%).”  For me, complete possession involves my taking your life in the most sadistic fashion, imaginable. After which, taking ownership (apparently I do fit into one of their cookie-cutter categories (sinister laugh)). I don my 8 inch strap-on, lubricate the shaft, lay on top of you and enter you.  I close your lifeless eyelids.  Your limp corpse is still warm, pleasurable.  I am controlling you completely. My nipples harden, my pussy blazes like fire.  Your hole is relaxed, receiving me, welcoming my intense thrusts.  I feel a connection with you now that we never had before. We are now communicating clearly (sinister laugh).  This ‘mind fuck’ is making me moan with such pleasure.  I cum hard as I kiss your lips.  Necrophilia phone sex fantasies are running through my mind….

I return to your corpse 2 days later. Your head is propped up on your favorite pillow.  I have taken pictures of my handy-work.  I want to always remember you like this. I must take ownership of your corpse again. I put on my strap-on and enter you again. Your body has hardened:  rigor mortis has taken place.  I jerked and stroked your cock over the past couple of days, and now it is in its final resting state (sinister laugh); all 9inches of your cock is stiff.  Upon reaching my orgasm, I remove the strap-on and crawl on top of your stiff cock and I insert it inside of my hungry asshole.  I use the dong that I had inside of your anal cunt and massage my clit with it.  In my heightened state of arousal, my juices are released.  I cum on the dildo and smear it all over your face and fuck your throat with it.  Now you are such a submissive cock whore (sinister laugh).

Bang Bang

I want to be a modern day Bonnie and Clyde. The only problem is I haven’t found my Clyde. I need a big strong man that isn’t afraid to be my accomplice. A guy that will hold the gun while I call the shots. I want to know that he wants to find trouble and fuck shit up in style and live on the edge. I want to do everything from robbing mother fuckers to fucking pussy with the barrel of our guns and making bitches scream both from pleasure and from pain. I want to pillage and plunder and just plain reek all kinds of havoc. I want people to know who we are by our reputation, the carnage we leave behind and the fear just the mere mention of our name instills. Hell yeah I want to be a gun toting, bad ass bitch with a bad mother fucker by my side. makes me so fucking hot thinking about it I just want to shove this cold steel barrel up my cunt and cum. Are you game?