Category: Mutilation phone sex

Domination Phone Sex The Best Secrets You Surrender To

It’s Domination Phone Sex that I, Morticia  am about to emerge your senses with. Your eyes, wide and worshipful, entranced by my silhouette clad in a sheer black gown that leaves little to the imagination. Now you fall under my spell. Tonight, you will serve me in ways you never have before.

“I want you to worship my pussy, Brian,”  followed by “Show me how much you crave my power.” And I whipped your ass.

My Domination Phone Sex Enthralls Your Very Being

Obediently, you drop to your knees, your hands trembling as you reach up to grasp the hem of my gown. Slowly, you pulled it up, revealing my smooth, pale thighs and the black lace panties that barely concealed my cunt. 

Soon I felt the heat of your mouth, the wetness of your tongue as you trailed kisses up to my pussy. Next You hooked your fingers into the waistband of my panties and pulled them down, revealing my glistening folds.

Meanwhile I smirk, and grab your head. ”That’s right worship goddesses cunt like a good toy”.

Obeying, your eyes never leaving mine as you leaned in and pressed your tongue to my clit. With a gasp, my hips bucking as you began to lick  your tongue swirling around my clit. Then slipping two fingers into my pussy, you curl them to hit that sweet spot inside.

Finally, you brought me closer to the edge. You were a good little toy, eager to please and desperate for my approval. I could feel the power coursing through me, the magic that came from your worship.

But I wanted more. I wanted to feel your insides. And to feel you take my strap-on in your ass. Ultimately, I wanted to see you bleed for me, to feel the power of your sacrifice.

A Slice in the Sack for Mutilation Phone Sex Pleasures

As I  pulled away from you, my breath ragged as I stepped back. “Get up,” I commanded, my voice firm. “It’s time for you to take my strap-on.”

Following directions, your eyes wide with anticipation. Then I walked over to my altar, where my strap-on lay, gleaming and ready. As I strapped it on, I felt the weight of it between my legs. Then I turned back to you, my eyes locked on yours as I walked towards you.

“Bend over,” I commanded, my voice leaving no room for argument. You did as you were told, bending over the altar and presenting your ass to me. The sight  goosebumps on your skin, and your body trembled with anticipation, pleases me.

Next I ran my fingers over your ass, feeling the smooth skin and the way your muscles tensed under my touch. Then I leaned down, pressing my lips to your ear. “You’re going to take my strap-on like a good little toy, aren’t you?” spoken in a sultry purr.

Just like that I slide my gloved hand around your cock and balls and the blades on the fingers of my gloves slice your flesh.

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Castration Phone Sex with My Protege Sierra is Double Trouble

castration phone sexYou know the only thing better than castration phone sex with me, is when you add my twisted friend and accomplice Sierra into the mix. Sierra and I go way back.  In fact, I knew Sierra when she was a young teen girl. And I like to think I helped mold her into the sick bitch she is today. Let me tell you how we met. One day, I went for a walk in the park. I always take the beaten path because I hate people. And I want to be left alone.

I heard screaming. A young female screaming. For the most part, I mind my own business. But I thought maybe some young girl fell off her bike or something. When I found the source of the screams, I discovered a dirty old man much like yourself trying to force fuck this cute young blonde girl. But the girl was fighting hard. For her age, to not freeze up in fear or just cry, seemed impressive to me. So, I decided to intervene. And I saw the potential to make her a sadistic phone sex bitch one day like me.

The man did not seem threatened by me. But he learned his lesson the hard way. I sprayed hand sanitizer in his eyes. And while he cried like a bitch, I restrained his wrists and his ankles with cuffs. Sierra watched in awe. And I saw the wheels turning. She wanted revenge. So, I gave her that opportunity. Yanked his pants down, then shoved dirt and grass in his mouth to mute him.

When I See Talent in a Young Girl, I Nurture it, Turn Her into an Evil Bitch Like Me

sadistic phone sexI looked at Sierra and said do what you want to him because he is your bitch now. Although I had knives on me, I always do, she appeared to think like me. She saw a Coke bottle, broke it in half, and used the jagged edge to carve her name in his chest. That’s how I learned her name. This dude started crying and dirt poured out his nose as he sobbed in pain. All I could do was  laugh at him and look at her with pride.

I knew she was not finished. She pulled his balls towards her body and I knew what would be next. She was my mini me. And I had to take her under my wing. After I watched her perform an impromptu extreme cock and ball torture sex move first, of course. Sierra dug the jagged coke bottle in the dirt first then sliced his balls off. She squeezed his severed testicles in her hands before shoving them down his throat. I watched this young teen girl go from victim to sadistic bitch quickly. And I’ve loved Sierra ever since.  Plus, mentored her wicked ways.

So, trust me when I say that if you are a pain slut and into extreme CBT play, you want Sierra. She learned from the best. And now she is my dark angel.

Ass Rape Porn Stars Live with Gaped Buttholes

ass rape pornAs an ass rape porn star, men always think they can gape my asshole further. They hear that I do a lot of anal porn and want in on the action. But I do not just let anyone fuck my ass. They must trade me coke for hardcore anal sex. I met some college boys recently who like to party. One of them is a dealer. I met them at an adult bookstore last week when I stopped in to get some anal toys.

They caught my eye. And I clearly caught their eyes. They looked at me like they were trying to place me. But I saw the light go on and they started beaming and pointing at me. Turns out they have seen some of my underground gangbang rape porn. Fan boys. However, they do not understand what I have endured to make a few porn movies.

But I saw a chance to party with frat boys. So, I approached them and told them what I would do for coke. They told me to give them a few days. And I did. Last night I hooked up with them. They brought a ton of coke. Clearly, they think I am Scarface. But I let them do whatever they wanted to me. And what they wanted to do to me was gape my ass. They did not even want to fuck me. But I thought I might be able to coax them into that.

Even Teen Boys Enjoy Gaping an Old Whore’s Ass

Nope. No fucking. But plenty of fisting and foreign objects penetrating my ass. According to the boys, I’m a druggy skank. And they just wanted to use me like the dirty old whore I am. One of the guys brought a speculum with him. He cranked open my ass and they pissed in my ass. Spit too. Then they played beer pong with my ass. Ouch.

They tossed ping pong balls into my ass. And if they didn’t bounce out of my ass, I had to push them out. Those men were too young to enjoy anal torture sex. But I did score some blow. My ass still looks like the grand canyon, but I got my coke.

Violent Phone Sex is What Men Get When They Do Not Heed My Warnings

violent phone sexViolent phone sex is what I do. No vanilla shit for me. And for the love of Satan, no romantic baby talk with me. I am not your girlfriend. You are my victim or my accomplice, but nothing more. And I mean nothing more. However, just about daily either some dipshit tool calls me baby or honey on the phone or in person. I do not give off pet names and baby talk vibes. I’m a Goth babe. And a twisted one who kills anyone who looks at me the wrong way.

And David looked at me wrong. Plus, he would not stop calling me babe. We met at a bar where I just wanted to be alone with my thoughts. All I wanted was to drink some fine Kentucky bourbon and talk to the bartender, who is a friend of mine. Even she warned the guy. But he kept saying babe this, honey that. And he got a free castration phone sex card from me because of it.

Men Need to Respect My Boundaries and Listen to Me or Lose Their Balls

I spiked his drink and took him home. He came out of his drug-induced coma and discovered himself tied to his bed naked. Perhaps his crime does not seem extreme to you. And it’s not extreme, but it was the principal of the matter. I asked him three times to stop talking to me in baby talk and he refused. Just ignored me. Kept hitting on me after I told him to vacate my personal space. And that pissed me off. So, he needed a lesson.

Since I never leave home without a knife or two, I felt prepared to castrate him. I had no castration band. But I found rubber bands in his kitchen drawer and used those to cut the circulation off and decay his balls. I put those rubber bands on tightly too. His balls started turning blue instantly. And that made me smile. He pleaded to know what I was doing and why. Simple, I told him. He earned a free ball removal for not respecting my boundaries and hitting on me.

Persistent men like that who never take no for an answer do not deserve their balls. And I told him to feel grateful that all this sadistic phone sex bitch planned to do to him was slice his balls off. I left his dick so he can pee. But his sex drive, I killed. And I killed his erections permanently. Now, perhaps he will not hit on women tell him no.

Roleplay Phone Sex is The Ultimate Way to Use My Ass

Roleplay phone sex is the ultimate way to make use of my ass. With some added pleasure wrap a belt around my neck and strangle me as you cum. After all this one of my Users greatest pleasure, and use of me.

When I am struggling and gasping for air there is nothing left than to just pile drive my asshole and fill it with cum. Many guys have loved to use my pussy. And many have used my ass. All the pleasure of yours is mine.

Finally the moment one guy cums in my ass another can just throat fuck me while I am being strangled and gagged simultaneously. These are a few ways of roleplay fun with a snuff victim like me. My ass is the prize and when my ass isn’t good enough I will be the bait bitch for new ass.

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Strangulation Phone Sex Because I Can

strangulation phone sexStrangulation phone sex I enjoy. Of course, you cannot strangle me. If you even think about it, I will rip your cock off with my teeth. Men underestimate me all the time. But I can strangle the life out of you. Sometimes, like this weekend, it was all I could do to save my life. A guy hired me to help him kill his baby mama who he told me wanted to bleed him dry.

Normally, I do not ask questions. I take the money and run. I am an equal opportunity killer. But this guy misrepresented himself. And he wanted me to kill his daughter too. Why? Just to save money? When I questioned his motives, he tried to strangle me. Misogynistic men never survive me. So, I gave him a swift kick to his nuts. And I pulled out a knife I had strapped under my breasts and sliced his tendon. That hobbles a man quickly.

Men Who Try to Hurt Me End Up Dead

Although I wanted to make him a snuff porn star then, I also love to make folks suffer. The slice to the tendon did cause significant pain, but not enough for my preference. I cut and stabbed him a bunch more times, but not enough to kill him. Just enough to make him wish he was dead. I planned on strangling him to death like he attempted to do to me. Karma is a bitch I told him.

After a couple hours of torture, I strangled him. Watching the life run out of his eyes, I just smiled. He put up a good fight, but I evened the playing field when I sliced his tendon and left him with over 100 cuts on his body. Of course, I took the money he agreed to pay me. Never did kill his wife. She would be better off without him. I dumped his lifeless body in a wooded area for wild animals to feast on. I killed him at his house, not mine this time. But I left none of my DNA at his place. I am a smart killer, even when I kill in impulse.

Men, I am stronger than I look. Do not attempt to hurt or kill me unless you have death wish.

Midnight Whispers: Exploring the Extreme

Sex with dead bodies Attention, all you naughty boys and girls. I’m your ultimate fantasy, here to fulfill your darkest desires. I’ll take you on a twisted journey, where the line between pleasure and pain blurs, and you’ll love every second of it. I’m your sadistic seductress, a voice that whispers wicked delights and commands submission.

I’ll paint vivid pictures with my words, describing how I dominate and control, pushing the limits of pleasure. I’ll confess my love for the thrill of power, like that time I tied up a willing partner and teased them with a feather, alternating between pleasure and denial, watching their body squirm in helpless ecstasy.My voice will guide you through the shadows, where the forbidden becomes irresistible. I’ll share my experiences with those who crave the extreme, from role-playing as a ruthless dictator to indulging in the ultimate taboo—my deepest, darkest secret, which I’ll reveal only to those who dare to listen.

So, do you have the guts to explore the sinister side of pleasure? I’ll take you there and show you how twisted it can be. Your limits will be tested, and your desires unleashed. Call me, and let’s dance with the devil together.😈🔥💣

Cock and Ball Torture Sex with Pantyhose Men Never See Coming

torture sexI enjoy torture sex. But I did not always. That was because I was on the wrong end of the torture. Now I get to inflict some pain back. Feels like retribution to me. Revenge on men like my father who force fucked me and used me for years, even decades. As a switch, I decide now what cocks I let fuck me. And which cocks I torture.

Some men beg for the cock and ball torture. However, most men remain clueless about their worthless dicks. And they think they can force fuck me with a pinky dick.  Some men know they cannot satisfy a woman like men. And men like that I respect. At least they understand I am out of their league. Guys like that get cock and ball torture sex. But men like Harry who think 5 inches is big, and act insulted when I laugh, deserve castration phone sex.

Men Who Have Small Dicks Should Never Try to Force Fuck Women

This loser pulled his dick out at a concert last night. And when me and my girlfriend laughed at him, he tried to spike my cider with some sort of drug. Roofie I assume. They make these strips to test your drinks, and I carry them wherever I go. A hot bitch can never be too safe. And once I realized, I decided on revenge. So, I took him home. But not to fuck. To destroy his junk so he could never fuck again.

I drugged him. A girl can roofie a man too. But unlike me, he never saw it coming. Until he woke up on my couch with my pantyhose tied tightly around his balls and cock. He did not seem amused. So, I told him he did not deserve his balls. His balls looked super blue, and I know he felt too.

Some girls might use their heels or a knife to castrate. Not me. I popped his nuts off with my pantyhose. That was a first for me. But he deserved it. Men with small dicks and rape phone sex fantasies for women out of their league do not deserve their balls.  I kept his balls as a souvenir. To remind me that I no longer need to be the victim of torture.

Mutilation Phone Sex is The Best Summer Solstice

Welcome to Morticia’s realm of Mutilation Phone Sex. In my circle of magic I will sacrifice yet another useless male. Well you are not completely useless. After all that sperm is used to fuel my powers.

Enter if you dare. Entry of my lair is consent. Obviously you are consenting yourself to become my plaything. In fact a victim of my sadistic desires and needs is what you are. Without any ability to wiggle free.

Now that you are under my spell the knives come out. I will fucking destroy your “Manhood” and make you an Eunuch. The very thing that makes up you male hormones and manhood, is mine. I will castrate you and laugh as I hold those testicles in my hand.

Then I toss them to my beasts to feast upon. Well actually I toss them in the blended. Since I stole your balls I may as well cut of that useless dick as well. After all you no longer need this either. There my sacrificial spell for Summer is done.

Now you are useless as a man when my mutilation phone sex takes over. Maybe I should just tie you up from a suspension in my dungeon. And bring in the big beasts to use your remaining thing of pleasure. That’s right the rape fantasy of a beast fuck is now yours. He will destroy and eat you.

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Snuff Porn Star Blair is Running Out of Her 9 Lives

snuff pornAs a snuff porn star, I get myself in one bad jam after another. My problem is that I take everyone at their word.  Perhaps, my problem has more to do with my love for cocaine, LOL. I want to believe what people tell me because I am desperate for coke.  Or the money to buy coke.

With my son I know he gets rough. But he gives me so much coke, and the good shit too, that I never feel it until the coke wears off. And then I just do more coke. But sometimes I answer ads in fetish and kink magazines or work with snuff directors for cash or in exchange for coke. And even though we agree to terms, they rarely adhere to them. But I keep remaining hopeful that one will. Or perhaps that’s just my desperation that is being optimistic.

Leroy and I go back a few years. And I have never had an issue with him. But this week he lit me up and almost ruined me. No safe words honored. No limits adhered to either. And now I can barely walk. I almost became a real snuff sex victim. He sent me to the ER for stitches. I told my husband I fell. I’m such a good actress, he believes every bullshit story I tell him.

I am Running Out of Lives

I signed up for a hardcore bondage photo shoot. But what I got turned out quite differently. He beat me to a pulp. Punched me in the face repeatedly. Not even my boy does that to me. He knows how valuable my sniffer is. Not sure what got into Leroy. He’s never been this violent with me. But after the last punch put a gash in my head he apologized and told me someone paid him for a violent phone sex session, and I was the only one he could think of who could handle that level of pain.

But I just barely handled that level of pain. Now I have 15 stitches in my head, a broken nose, and a few cracked ribs plus countless bruises. So, I guess I have no “safe,” supplier anymore.  And no nose to snort the coke and dull the pain. Not even my son would ruin my sniffer.