
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.
Category: Rape phone sex fantasies
Discipline Youngsters With ‘Thy Rod and Thy Shaft’! (The Book of Phoenix , Chapter 6)
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?
Painting Party
I got invited over to a panting party Friday. It was very fun. There were two pretty little things tied up in the basement. John my host and myself got to have fun with art. I got to pick my canvas. I of course chose the lighter skinned redhead. She is perfect for a painting party. You see we both get a girl. And our tools. We get to cut and use her own blood to paint a picture on our canvas. Then we have to decide who was the best artist. I always win. I have a steadier hand. I love to do very detailed cuts to really paint a nice picture. And the winner gets to choose how the canvases die. And of course if you cut to deep and kill your canvas then you lose automatically. I painted a beautiful sunset. With stars all over her. Even put in some mountains and a lake. I won hands down. John pained a bland sun with wavy lines…lol BUT I did like how his lines dripped blood out. But since I wont I got to decide the fun. Johns canvas was hung and stabbed to death. I think the knife killed her before the rope. My beautiful canvas was raped to death while I choked the life right out of her!
Remembering…
Every once in a while I dream about my first taste of blood and how it made me feel. I wake up in a puddle of sticky, wet cum every time. The sensations it created deep inside my cunt that first time I beat the shit out of a bitch all come flooding back in my dream. I can see clearly how she looked crumbled and bleeding on the gorund, I remember the glassy look in her eyes when I held her legs opened so all the guys could bang the shit out of her little pussy. It makes me cum just as hard as if it was that day, the first time and I was right there again. Then the dream goes to me picking up that beer bottle. I can feel the cold smooth glass in my hand and the feeling of smashing it on the ground. I remember the thrill of shoving the broken end deep inside the bitches pussy as I fuck her with it until her pussy is just torn flesh, bleeding and worthless to anyone ever again. I always wake up in a cold sweat with my hand on my cunt and cum every where. I love remembering….
Butt Fucking Fun On The Highway
Traveling down a lonely road I stopped to stretch my legs and take a leak at a rest area. When I walked out of the bathroom there you were. Looking at me with the devil in your eyes and lust you couldn’t hide. As you undressed me with your eyes I could feel my dick getting harder thinking about how you would feel. I lick my lips and you take that step towards me. My heart is beating a hundred miles a minute. I have been on the road all day and a good fuck is just what I need to revitalize my energy. I never thought you would just grab me and lay a hard, deep kiss on me, but you did. My hand instantly grabbed your throbbing cock and I heard the moan deep in the back of your throat. You dragged me behind the building and had me on my knees with your cock in my mouth before I knew what was happening, my hair in your hand as you shoved it deep down my throat over and over again wanting to cum. I took it all with a great deal of satisfaction as my dick got so hard I had to touch it. As soon as I reached my hand between my legs you pulled me to my feet, ripping off my skirt and panties, gasping at the hard cock that stood straight in front of me. Grabbing my hips
you shoved your dick deep inside me, you had to cum now, no matter what. Slamming in my ass over and over again I grabbed my cock and began jerking it hard and fast to the rhythm of your dick in my ass. I felt you grunt and shove in me deep ready to release all that built up cum and at the same time my cock began spewing cum all over your balls. We got up and got dressed with out a word and went our separate ways. Butt fucking fun at a rest area on the highway, what a way to travel!
The Perfect One
I love to take the perfect one. She has to be young. She has to be super tight! I want her to look innocent and sweet! She has to be perfect for my fun. I watch her till I know exactly what I’m going to do to her. I can imagine how she will squirm. How she will scream. It makes my pussy drip watching her. Knowing how I am going to rip her clothes off. Pull her nipples tight and taunt. I am going to finger her pussy and make her BEG for freedom. Of course she won’t get it. But I want to hear her beg. I will bring a friend to violate her. I want to watch her get fucked. She was perfect. But now she is used up and ready to be thrown away. Then I will wrap my fingers around her throat and put the fucking whore out of her misery. I want to watch her spasm on your cock as she dies. The perfect ending for a perfect whore.
Home Invasion Surprise
Sometimes watching a friend get stuffed with big black cock is as much fun as being stuffed full of that dick your self. And sometimes we just take turns getting fucked by that monster cock.
We knew it was coming we just didn’t know when. They agreed to “break in” the apartment and rape us good but they wouldn’t tell us when. We asked for it, and the waiting and wondering had us cumming at every sound and creak we heard for weeks now.
Finally they did just like they said and here we were getting taken and watching each other as we were getting the shit fucked out of us by these big beautiful black cocks. They went all out with masks and gloves, the whole nine yards. It was hot as fuck! They just left and we were just getting our breath when here they came again, no masks, not as authentic. They didn’t look tired or winded. In fact they swore they hadn’t been there at all. That’s when we knew and we started cumming all over again!
Conjuring the Dead
Conjuring the Dead – The Unlikely Accomplice: I was bored of my usual dark endeavors. Recruiting a sick pervert here and there had it’s thrill but after a while became stale and repetitive. I wanted to strike fear in the hearts of my victims before ever laying a hand upon their innocent bodies or before whispering my deadly intentions into their ears. Lying in a remote long forgotten cemetery late at night, rubbing my cunt in distraction, it came to me. DEATH. I imagined the terror in their eyes seeing a walking corpse as my night in rotting armor. Just the thought of it made my pussy gush. I knew what I had to do. I conjured the sickest fuck I could find. He erupted from the ground with a loud explosion. In the smoke I saw that terrifying figure, lumbering towards me. He saw into my very soul and knew he was dealing with the Mother of all Evil. Those skeletal hands gently rubbed down my body in anticipation of the nights events. I told him I found an orphanage that might interest him very much. With a voice devoid of humanity he laughed loud enough to stir the rest of the dead. We walked hand in hand in the moonlight to corrupt the minds, bodies and souls of our unsuspecting victims.












