Category: Mutilation phone sex

Snuff Sex is the Only Kind of Sex for Me

snuff sexSnuff sex is the only sex for me. Sure, I enjoy fucking. But I do not enjoy cuddling or baby talk or any of that relationship bullshit. I use men as I see fit. And when they do not follow my rules, I kill them. You could make me cum like a porn star or have a huge cock, but I will kill you if you try to spoon me or talk like a man in love. The only thing in this world that I love is a good kill.

Although Troy showed a lot of promise, he quickly violated my rules. We met on the dark net. I helped him kill a bitch. A young schoolgirl he fucked. She did not look at it the same way he did, and she tried to blackmail him. So, I told him how to get rid of her. And that bonded us. He enjoyed turning her into a snuff porn doll. He showed me pictures and videos he took of her dying too.

So, when he suggested we meet, I thought he could be an excellent accomplice. But he disappointed me, and I killed him. I think he wanted a girlfriend more than an accomplice, and I am not that girl. Having a devious and soulless accomplice is all I want. However, men love an elusive Goth chick. Even when I am clear about what I want, they still ignore my boundaries. So, the way I see it, Troy had a death wish. Or why else would he disregard my rules.

I Can Just Kill a Man for Shits and Giggles

He did not put up much of a fight when I castrated him. And I enjoyed severing the balls of a man I just fucked. His testicles glistened with my cunt juice. I tossed them into the woods as a treat for the animals. Then I dissected his body like he was a lab frog in a high school biology class. He bled everywhere and screamed in pain as I removed his organs one by one. Organ meat contains iron and protein. I saved his heart for last. And I ate it while it still beat.

Troy’s last image was of me eating his heart and laughing at his painful, torture sex death. Some men will just never understand me. So, I take that as disrespect to women, and I will not stand for it. Listen to me. Respect my boundaries. Hunt and kill with me. Or lose your life.

Torture sex with RagDoll Cora

Torture sex

I learned my lesson When I stumbled into a Torture sex with a nasty perv I met at the bar. I completely blame myself for being a dumb whore and being curious. I let him take me home and once that door closed behind us a devious look came over his face and a sinister laugh left his mouth. I wasn’t sure how to react but my pussy began to vibrate at the thought of what could happen next. He grabbed me up by my arms and slammed me into the wall forced his tongue down my throat. I felt my tight little pussy begin to drip as he forcefully removed my clothes. He grabbed me tightly by my hair and forced me down to my knees and told me to open my mouth. he slapped his cock on my face then pulled my head back as he shoved his cock into my throat. I gasped for breath and my eyes began to water as he fucked my face pounding the back of my throat until snot came out of my nose. He snatched his cock out of my mouth and pulled me back up turning me around holding my face to the wall and shoved his cock into my ass. He stroked and stroked until he exploded deep inside of me. Nothing like torture sex to keep a girl coming back for more.

Ass Rape Porn Star Gets a Violent Makeover From Her Son

ass rape pornEven when my oldest son feels under the weather, he can still make mommy his number one ass rape porn star. And because he was not feeling well, he really wanted to beat mommy beautiful. He loves to see me black, blue and purple. His favorite colors on me.  He is prone to giving his mommy violent makeovers. But I know he loves me. Why else would he give me so much coke to dull the pain?

I know he needs money. And our violent makeover sessions bring him the money he needs. So, I never mind helping him. His fans love to watch him fucking destroy my ass pipe. But I am such a scatter brain sometimes. Like I always forget to remove my teeth before a skull fuck. And when I do, he needs to punch my teeth out. I deserve it though for being so absent minded. Not like this was our first rodeo together.

Mommy Son Violent Makeovers Bring in The Dough

I heard the dings as our violent phone sex session got underway. He punched my face and my kidneys as I pushed out my ass pipe for him and his viewers. Fucking my prolapse just gets the crowd going. The dings sounded deafening to me, but I know how much money it brings him when he puts that zip tie around my protruding shit pipe and starts to fuck it like it’s a pocket pussy. My face stayed buried in the bowl of coke until I could not even feel the pressure pain. I told you he loved me.

But he upped his pain game this session. Broke out the brass knuckles and it’s been a while since I saw those.  My body felt battered and bruised, but not enough for his preference. So, he went Mike Tyson on my prolapsed asshole with those brass knuckles making me cringe in pain. Just meant I needed more coke. He fucked my prolapse while pinning me to the wall like a bug.

Brass Knuckles to My Shit Pipe Keeps the Money Flowing

As he fucked and punched my prolapsed asshole, I could hear the continued dings. But he had only just begun. As he got out the plastic bag for my head, he started calling me a 4-hole wonder. And that always means he is about to fuck my pee hole. Ouch. He gave me a piss transplant as he shot a steady stream of urine up my urethra. Even though I struggled to breathe, he continued to rag doll fuck my 4th hole. More chimes rang when he put on those brass knuckles again too.

When he finally came from the torture sex, his cock felt like it was going to bottom out in my belly. That’s how far down my throat he was. He punched my face with his cock choking me. And I could taste his cum mixed in with blood. He came and punched me simultaneously. Even in pain himself, he can still give his mommy a huge load.

Sadistic phone sex pain is pleasure, mine.

            Sadistic phone sex pain is pleasure, mine. To begin with torturing, you bring me to sopping wet levels of nasty cunt. Squirt all over. A little blood, a little mayhem, a whole lot of evil vindictive and violent pain will most definitely make me cum. Next you will be getting hard from the torture for pain is pleasure in more ways than one.

            First it gets my cunt hole fucking sopping soaking squirting wet. Shallow cuts, give a thousand paper cuts. Little droplets appear. Stinging turns to agony. Every cut gets a lick on the cock. Associating the pain and the pleasure. Rim around the head, a shallow cut. Slip it into the cunt. Feel the burn of my juices soaking over the cut. The salty sweet mixed with the tightness.  Sadistic phone sex

            Tie the balls. Prick them. Immediately those pricks are soaked with juices. Stinging. Throbbing even harder. Squeezing even tighter. Hence you are throbbing more. After all, the more I tie off your balls, the harder it is to cum.

            Until finally not able to hold it anymore and you cum in this cunt of mine. After I have cum numerous times.

Cannibalism Phone Sex Because I Don’t Leave a Trace

cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex might not be your cup of tea. So, if it is not, move along. But I am a sick bitch with lots of taboo predilections. The way I view cannibalism is that it is better to eat the body you just killed than to get caught. I am simply a conservationist who believes in disposing of any harmful or toxic waste in a manner that does not disrupt nature’s ecological process.

Plus, have you seen the cost of groceries lately? However, poor losers can provide me with several months’ worth of meat. What you cannot do for me while you are alive, you can do for me in death. Make yourself useful to a snuff porn Goth goddess. Let me kill you and eat you.

In a way I am like a Praying Mantis. I bite the head off my playmates. Although I do not need sex in the conventional way most folks do. I do use my Goth appeal to lure guys when I am starting to run low on man meat. I let Xander worship my body first. He ate my pussy. And he licked my ass, but instead of fucking him or even sucking his cock, I bit it off and drank his blood like a vampire.

I am a Praying Mantis of Sorts. After Mating I Bite Your Head Off or Maybe Your Dick

His testicles I bit off next. I know he thought we would fuck, but I was hungry. So, I left bites and cuts all over his skin to exsanguinate him. A body drained of blood just cooks better. I shoved a stick so far up his ass that it came out the other end. Plopped him over an open flame and slow cooked him for hours to get that tender meat.

He can take solace in the fact that he will feed me for months. Most men can serve me better in their death than they can alive. I am not the GFE kind of woman. More like sadistic phone sex kind of woman. I ate some of Xander last night after he cooked for hours. And I must say that I will enjoy feasting on his flesh. And no doubt, the wild animals that live in the woods behind my kill shack will enjoy his bones.

He Wanted to Star in an Ass Rape Porn

ass rape pornHe asked me to help him make an ass rape porn movie. And I was down for that. However, I had two completely different scenarios in mind. I thought he either wanted to fuck my ass hard and film it. Or perhaps, I thought he meant we would kidnap a young girl and force her to star in his hardcore anal porn video.

But I was wrong on both counts. He wanted to be the star. Now, I told him to count me in and I meant it. I just did not expect him to want me to fuck his ass. And he wanted the biggest and blackest strapon I had too. That was not a problem. My bag of tricks contains dildos even too big for any of my seasoned holes. And I am a former gangbang rape porn star.

But Pete said he would pay me. What do I care if I am shredding the ass of some little teen slut or the ass of some guy. Money spends the same way. And I am a sexy switch. I dumped out all my sexy toys and he saw the 24-inch black dildo and that’s what he wanted. It is a double-sided dildo, meant for two holes, not one. And with as thick as it is, even half of that dildo could be a real struggle.

I Can Help You With Any Fantasy You Want

Good thing I had plenty of lube. I always tell folks that with enough lube and patience, anything is possible. Although I used an entire bottle of lube up his asshole, I needed more. He appeared to be an anal virgin. Not sure what came over him, but I focused on destroying his asshole.  And I did. He could not get all of it inside him. If he could, I think part of it would have cum out of his mouth.

He filmed us. But I battered his ass. Perhaps, his ass starred in a snuff porn because it looked sore, bloody and prolapsed afterwards. Hey, whatever you want, you can do with me. Not my place to judge. I like anal sex too. But I like to shit and sit more, LOL.

Torture Sex Revenge Showed James What Happens to Traitors

torture sexTorture sex kind of days are my kind of days. As a cruel mistress, my subjects should know to never double cross me. And James double crossed me. I have a side business running drugs. And he thought I would never miss $100,000 and three kilos of coke. When my goon squad discovered him holed up in some dingy no tell motel on the outskirts of town, I knew I would get my revenge. Plus, I knew I had to make an example out of him. Show my employees what happens to snakes who betray me.

I woke him up from a deep sleep with my steel blade pressed against his jugular. “Wake-up,” I purred in his ear. I do believe he woke up like he saw a ghost. Well he sort of did. He saw the sadistic phone sex bitch he betrayed. My goons dragged him out of his bed and duct taped him to a chair. Although he screamed and fought, I paid off the motel clerk the same amount James stole from me. As he babbled about being loyal and just messing up once, I tied his ankles and arms with barbed wire. I even pulled out his worthless pecker and tied it up too.

No One Betrays Me and Lives to Do it Again

James fucked with the wrong bitch. As he struggled, I watched in glee as the wire cut through his flesh. However, I had only just begun. I gave him no mercy. In fact, I streamed our little revenge session so my other employees would know you don’t steal from me. I carved thief into his flesh and watched the blood trickle down. James just kept on pleading. But I needed him to suffer. A quick death would be no fun. Although he kept pleading for forgiveness, his pleas fell on deaf ears. A little too late. He only felt sorry that I caught him.

I got out a baseball bat and hobbled him. Broke his ankles and busted his kneecaps. Oh, how I love the sound of bones crushing. Erotic as fuck to me. I put a castration band around his thieving testicles too. While his thieving balls turned blue, I broke each finger with a nutcracker. Although he trashed about in pain, I decided to let him loose. Not like he could run from me. He tried to stand up but fell to the ground with a thud.sadistic phone sex

While he laid on the floor like the broken man he was, I hogtied him. His limbs looked limp like a ragdoll’s limbs because I broke them. My live stream turned into a snuff porn. While hog tied, I carved him up even more. His blood stained the sheets on the bed, and likely the mattress too. But I did not care. Before long, the motel room would be like a horror movie set. A very bloody one. I broke out my chainsaw and took off his arms. But I basked in the blood that sprayed from his arms.

Those Who Betray Me Go Feet First into the Woodchipper

He continued to plea for mercy. And he insisted it was not too late to take him to the hospital. But it was. He did not yet grasp the fact that he would not live. Although I used a tourniquet to slow the blood loss, that was only to prolong his agony. I placed a plastic bag over his traitor head and left a small hole so he could barely breathe. While I laughed at his battered, bloody, broken body, my goon squad brought the woodchipper in.

I disposed of his body. He went in the woodchipper broken feet first. James’ last image was of me covered in his blood and sinew. I think now he understood what happens to traitors. Let his death be a lesson to you. Never betray me.

Torture sex is just the very beginning of our fun Daddy!

Torture sex Torture sex is just the very beginning of our fun Daddy! We get off on the thrill of making some hot piece of meat scream and beg for mercy, all while forcing them to cum for hours on end. It’s an exhilarating feeling, knowing that we have complete control over that sweet cunt!

But the real fun begins when the meat’s pussy is dripping wet from cumming. Our victim is so relaxed and out of it and then I start cutting into that soft, supple flesh. The shrill screams will get my hot pussy gushing for that Daddy cock. Then your hard Daddy cock starts fucking our little victim’s bloody face hard until there’s nothing left but a lifeless, mangled mess. It’s a beautiful sight to behold, I tell you.

Oh and it makes me cum so hard, hearing the sweet sound of bones breaking and blood gushing is like music to my ears. And don’t even get me started on the satisfaction of seeing a pretty face turn into nothing but chopped meat. It’s the ultimate form of artistic expression, and Daddy and I are master artists.

Cum hard for me Daddy, let me serve you, call for some hot Snuff sex. Trust me, no one can fulfill your darkest desires like I can. We’ll devour our meat after it is dripping with your hot cum. Nothing is like mulitating the meat!

 

Snuff Phone Sex Babes Enjoy Killing Bitches

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex babes you do not encounter often. I am sure you married some vanilla babe who wouldn’t hurt a fly. Well, never would I. But I would hurt a human. And I have many times. Although a shrink diagnosed me with an anti-social personality disorder when I was a schoolgirl, that shrink did not know half of it. I had already killed a girl in high school. My first kill too. I am a lot more than just a girl who does not play well with others.

I may not kill or even wound an animal, but I will snuff a person without a second thought. That’s because I have the killer phone sex gene. My grandfather was a sadist like me, and he helped hone my natural killer instincts. So, I stand before you now as just a girl with a passion for killing. You can either join me on a kill or be killed. Your choice.

I forced Mike to choose last night. Did he want to be my victim or my accomplice. And he chose the latter. Smart man. We met at an underground club. And we both had an immediate dislike for the same girl. She spilled a drink on me. And instead of apologizing, she went mean girl on me. But when it comes to mean girls, she was way out of her league. As for Mike, she laughed at him when he asked her to dance. She could have politely declined him, but instead she hurled insults at him.

My Passion for Killing Is Sometimes Shared

The bitch had to die. I spiked her drink while Mike distracted her again. He took one for the team because she humiliated him a second time, while I drugged her drink. Before long, Mike and I dumped her body in my trunk and drove her to my kill shack. When she woke up, she discovered we tied her up and she was not in the club anymore. Stupid cunt could not keep her mouth shut, so I shoved her panties in her mouth and put a bull gag in her mouth too.

However, Mike explored his rape phone sex fantasies before we killed her. I watched as he forced his cock in her cunt and asshole. Although Mike had never killed or force fucked a woman before, he agreed this cock teasing bitch needed to die. I gave him my knife and he plunged it into her flesh 37 times. I counted. Her blood splattered all over us. He appeared to enjoy killing her. We fed her corpse to the wildlife and cleaned up my kill shack. Another bitch bites the dust. And another killer is born.

Necrophilia phone sex is hot love for all who are sadistic!

Necrophilia phone sex

Necrophilia phone sex is hot love for all who are sadistic! I have this insatiable desire to fuck the dead. Yes, I get wet at the thought of having sex with corpses. And let me tell you, there’s nothing more satisfying than feeling a stiff, cold body beneath me as I ride it till I can’t walk straight. The living dead and the dying living are all the same cut from the same cloth-mounds of fresh waiting to be devoured.

I never got along with the girls at my school,  filling me up with all their morals and their rules. They’d pile all their problems on my head, it was so boring, I’d rather go out and fuck the dead! ‘Cause I can do what I want and they won’t complain. I want to fuck the dead in the middle of the night so silently, I creep on over to the mortuary, lift up the casket and fiddle with the dead until their cold blue flesh makes me turn red!

I love nothing more than watching the life slowly drain out of someone’s eyes as I choke them with my thighs. I’ll ride their face till they stop squirming, until their body goes limp and their moans turn to gurgles. when they take their last breath, I take mine and squirt all over their faces.

We can also play with their organs. I’ll let you wrap your cock around their intestines while I shove wet cunt in their decaying mouth. It’s a symphony of pain and pleasure, and it makes my cunt ache just thinking about it. And trust me, I can make you ache too, in all the right places.

So, what are you waiting for? Call me now for some hot snuff sex. I promise to fulfill all your twisted desires and leave you begging for more. Let’s indulge in the taboo together and explore our wildest fantasies. The dead need loving too!