Category: Sadistic phone sex

Sadistic Roleplay Phone Sex Makes Me Your Bitch

roleplay phone sexI’m no stranger to sadistic roleplay phone sex scenarios. After all, I am a submissive whore and a drug addicted mommy who hooks up with anybody who will give her a fix. And last night I hooked up with Tom, a new guy in my life. Well not new. I’ve known him for years because he’s friends with my husband. However, I did not know this side of him. Tom’s like me. He leads a double life, and nobody appears to be the wiser.

However, until last night, I did not know that Tom likes to kidnap, torture and force fuck soccer moms. He caught me doing a line of cocaine and realized I have some secrets too. And he took the opportunity to blackmail me. He knows my husband too well. Plus, he knows my husband thinks I gave up cocaine for our marriage. I don’t think I can ever give up cocaine. I just became crafty with finding cocaine or earning cocaine money after my husband cut me off from his money.

Fuck My Life. My Husband’s Friend is Blackmailing Me

And I became a taboo phone sex whore to earn coke money. But somewhere along the line, my addiction grew larger than my paycheck. Tom forced me to drive him home. He made up some excuse to my husband. And I don’t know if my husband could see the fear on my face or if he just didn’t care. But I knew once in confinement with Tom things would not go well.

I did not drive him home. I drove him to this little fishing cabin he owns. My husband and him go there often during the winter to ice fish. He ordered me the strip naked and fuck my own holes with my fingers and eventually my fist. And even wanted me to slap my face and my tits until my porcelain white skin turned bright pink. In this little fishing cabin, which appeared the size of my bathroom, he keeps a torture kit.

His kit included handcuffs, a taser, a sounding device, all sorts of sharp objects, rope, and some of the biggest fucking dildos I’ve ever seen in my life. Normally, I don’t mind abuse because it earns me coke money. But I did this for free. Fuck my life. I hate being abused with nothing to show for it.

Men Love to Use Me for Shits and Giggles

For about an hour, he tortured me. And he did it for shits and giggles. I could tell he got drunk on the power. Every time he used that taser on my nipples or my clit, I pissed uncontrollably. And then he would push my head in my piss puddle and force me to lick it up. While my face was buried in the floor, Tom would kick me. But he made sure not to leave any marks on my face that might be hard to explain to my husband.

Eventually, he made me his private ass rape porn star. Fuck what a surprisingly big cock on him. He rammed it into my ass so hard that he pushed in my prolapse. But of course, it came right back out after he nutted. He made sure that I understood he owns me for life now. Fuck my life. Now he’s going to abuse the fuck out of me, and I won’t even get any cocaine out of it.

Cannibalism phone sex is on the menu tonight

Cannibalism phone sex Cannibalism phone sex makes the aroma of succulent flesh waft through the hall and calls to my Master Daddy.

I have hand-selected the finest pieces of meat I could find. He always keeps a handful of little slaves to use, and these two are perfect morsels.

So these are fresh, plump little whores, absolutely delectable!

He likes it when they are ravaged and totally traumatized. He says he loves to taste their fear. So I make sure to beat them to a pulp. I even make them hurt each other because it gives the dish that extra something for the taste buds.

Once the meat is tenderized, I bind them with twine and stuff apples into their mouths. The sound of their muffled whimpers is so cute and pitiful. The salt from their tears also adds to the dish.

They are prepped and ready for the oven. But wait! One more ingredient is absolutely vital to making this a perfect meal. I call my Master Daddy and ask him to glaze the Snuff sex slaves with his delicious cream.

He brutally fucks them both in the asshole and then shoots a massive load all over them. There, perfection! I stick the little bitches in the oven and roast them for about an hour. Master Daddy loves his meat raw and bloody.

When I presented him with his meal, he patted me on the head and told me I was his good girl. I felt so proud and lucky in that moment. I sat by his feet, watching him gobble up their flesh. And when he was done with his dinner, I was the dessert.

 

Cheap Phone Sex with a cheap whore like me is exactly what you need!

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Cheap Phone Sex with a cheap whore like me is exactly what you need!

As a worthless whore, I will do anything for a dollar, anything!

I’m so pathetic, I will sell all my holes for cash.

No matter how much money you have, you can always get access to me.

It is even better if we could trade fucking my pussy raw for some drugs.

That’s the best way, trade a blow job for some crack or meth.

I’ll even let you smoke it while you are balls deep inside me!

You can do your wildest desires with me, take out all your nasty fantasies on me.

I’ll be a good little submissive slut and take the pounding you give me, and I’ll just take it with a smile.

Being a prostitute is my sexy, horny way to get what I want and make men cum at the same time!

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Stephanie the evil phone sex slut

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Who wants to help an evil phone sex slut snuff out her little sister? My step mom pissed me off again so I’m taking it out on her brat. Little sister is a bitch just like her stupid mom so torturing and snuffing her is going to be a dream cum true. I’ve hated these bitches for years and have had plenty of time to plan it all out.

You’re going to sneak in late at night and I’ll take you right into her room. I’ll stuff my panties into her mouth and wrap tape around her head a few times before she has a chance to scream. She’s a tiny bitch so I can easily hold her down while you’re force fucking her bald cunt.

I want to watch your big, grown man cock rip into her itty bitty pussy and make that bitch bleed! Pound your dick in and get as much use as you want from her tight, little holes. When you’re finished blowing your load in her, I’m going to fist fuck her little holes with a knife in my hand. I’ll rip that little bitch to shreds from the inside out and leave her to bleed out on her bedroom floor. We can discuss all the fucked up details on our call. I just want my stepmom traumatized from finding her precious, little girl all cold and stiff.

I’ll skip out and be half way across the country long before she wakes up and finds her brat all mutilated and disfigured. It’s a shame I have to miss her horrified screams when she discovers what I’ve done. She shouldn’t have pissed me off.

Torture Sex is the Only Kind of Sex I Enjoy

torture sexTorture sex might be the only kind I enjoy. Although I am a far cry from a virgin, I’m hardly a slut either. I’m very picky about my sexual partners. And I do have a lot of rules. Rules that most girls don’t. But men can never follow my rules. Either they don’t believe me or they don’t think I will follow through. But I always follow through.

Obviously, being a Goth girl and a sadistic bitch makes traditional dating sites useless to me. And I never plan to marry or start a family. But I like to fuck every now and then. And sometimes I get tired of sex toys. So, I look for a good match on the Dark Web. There I can find some chat rooms and meet like-minded men.

So, when Dan and I started talking, he seemed like an equally sick pervert. He understood my rules. Or at least he said he did. They never do. But I keep trying because at least I know I will enjoy the snuff sex experience when I kill my mate. Dan lives an hour away. So, we agreed to meet last night. We went to my Goth bar for some drinks and then back to my place to fuck.

I made my rules clear to him. But as soon as the clothes came off, he started doing all the things I told him not to do. He used pet names for me. But I don’t like to be called honey, sweetheart, baby or any of that sentimental crap.

I’m No Black Widow, Men. But I am a Praying Mantis

In fact, when any man calls me that I want to puke. And then I want to start stabbing and slicing his flesh. I also have a very clear no spooning rule. That’s the kind of shit for a girlfriend not a fuck buddy. Especially not a sadistic fuck buddy like me.

So, Dan not only lost his dick and balls, but he also lost his life. I hide a knife under my mattress for such encounters. Some people call me a black widow, but that doesn’t fit. I’m not marrying these guys and killing them for their money. I’m more like a praying mantis who bites the head off her male lovers after copulation. So, while riding his dick, I reached for my knife that I store under the mattress, and I sliced his balls off while his dick remained inside of me.

He bled all over my sheets. But I did not mind. I love blood. I’m a gore whore. So anytime I can enjoy bloody phone sex I go for it. I hopped off his dick when I sliced his balls off because of course, he went limp. Sort of like cutting the head off a snake. Now, of course I could’ve just left him a no ball wonder, but he deserved to die. He didn’t take me seriously. And he didn’t listen to my rules. I don’t take shit from anyone.

He learned the hard way. And he lost his balls and his life for not paying attention. Of course, I never expect them to pay attention because men think with their little heads. But I go along for the ride because it’s just another excuse at justifiable homicide.

Torture Sex Electrifies Chelsea’s Dripping Cunt

 

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I lay spread-eagled on the cold metal table, wrists and ankles locked in thick cuffs, my naked body already slick with sweat. Sir circled me like a predator, the heavy leather flogger dangling from his fist. My heart hammered. I knew what was coming.

The first strike lashed across my tits, the braided tails biting deep into soft flesh. I screamed, my back arching as fiery pain bloomed. He didn’t stop. The flogger rained down mercilessly—across my belly, my thighs, the tender lips of my cunt. Each blow left angry red welts, my skin swelling and throbbing.

“Please, Sir!” I sobbed, tears streaming down my face.

He laughed, cruel and low. “Beg all you want, slut. This is what your worthless body is for.”

He forced a thick metal speculum into my cunt and cranked it wide open, stretching me brutally until I felt like I would tear. Then the electrodes came. Cold metal clips clamped onto my swollen nipples and clit. The first shock ripped through me like lightning, my whole body convulsing, cunt clenching uselessly around the cold metal. I howled, drool spilling from my lips.

He shocked me again and again, watching my tits bounce and my pussy spasm. When I was shaking and broken, he finally freed his cock and drove it into my stretched, aching hole, fucking me hard while the speculum kept me open. Pain and humiliation flooded every nerve.

“Thank you, Sir,” I whimpered as he used me. “Thank you for hurting me.”

 

Rena Loves Ass Rape Porn And Being Filled By an Ass

Ass Rape Porn is what it felt like we were doing the other night. You grabbed hold of firmly onto both cheeks and spread them wide open revealing the tight rosebud anus hidden within its depths offering itself up willingly for penetration. The scent of fresh blood mixed with fear emanating from beneath filled your nostrils causing your cock to ache.

Oh how it throbbed with anticipation as it slowly made its way towards that dark entrance. That starfish crinkled up like it’s an old granny’s lips talking to you saying “Do it! Fuck your a jiiiiiasThe head of Your cock pressed against those soft folds resisting slightly before slipping through effortlessly into my holy grail – her asshole.

ass rape porn A small gasp escaped from deep within her trapped mouth followed by muffled moans escaping past the gag ball filling it as You began thrusting towards heaven sending earth motion inside her asshole over and over again until she felt completely filled stretched of the monster cock buried deep inside her now-wet fuck hole satisfying every inch of desire within himself while she maintained a pathetic face through it all just to look pretty for him.

Medical Fetish Phone Sex Calls are Rare But So Much Fun

medical fetish phone sexMedical fetish phone sex calls seem rare. But I love them, nonetheless. I get a couple a week but being the accomplice comprises the bulk of my calls. And in a way medical fetish exploration seems like an accomplice job. I help you enjoy a massive orgasm. But I help you enjoy it with a little bit of pain.

And in the case of Stephen, a lot of pain. He told me he considers himself a pain slut. In the past, he hired dominatrixes to explore his submissive pain side. Not all men seem created equally. Some deserve to get all the pussy they want whenever they want. Other men seem to exist for cock and ball torture sex.

As Stephen aged, his dick started to work less. But that happens. Age is our worst enemy. Almost everything becomes more difficult as we age, including orgasms. Stephen wanted to play doctor with me. So, I got out a sounding device, dipped it in Ben Gay and rammed it down his pee hole as I used his balls for stress release. Although I could see tears in his eyes from the pain, he kept an erection. And that’s telling. It tells me a man enjoys the pain I’m inflicting on his junk.

Honestly, medical fetish scenarios turn me on. Mainly because I think about revenge on the men who abused me in my youth like my own father. Cock and ball torture seems like perfect revenge for sexual predators. And with the sounding device deep down in his pee hole, I kicked his balls repeatedly in my stiletto heels. The fucker started to piss all over the floor and showed no remorse or embarrassment for it either. So, I did something rather unexpected.

Medical Fetish Fantasies Often Involve Extreme Cock and Ball Torture

I keep a poker with the letter C on it. It looks like the sort of thing farmers use to brand their sheep and cattle. I use it to brand a man’s balls. Essentially castrating the man. Maybe not literally but figuratively. If it man wants to have sex with a woman, he’s got to explain why there is a C branded on his balls. I left that sounding device in his urethra while I branded his balls with my initial.

His cock stayed hard the entire time. Stephen did not lie to me when he told me he’s a pain slut. But I may have kicked it up a notch when I branded his balls. He should feel lucky I didn’t turn this CBT session into a snuff porn. But I was not mad at Stephen. He did nothing but beg for some cock and ball and medical torture. However, I started thinking about my past and branding all those men who abused me in my youth. I got so carried away that I almost castrated Stephen. You leave that poker on the flesh too long and you eat right through the skin.

He tipped me a large sum for leaving my initial on his balls. Essentially, I made him my slave for life. And ruined his chances of experiencing a normal orgasm or relationship ever again. I extract cum from your balls, one way or another.

Cannibalistic Mutilation Phone Sex Party of The Year

I’m Morticia, and I am a Gothic Sadistic whore. Mutilation Phone sex is really a lot of fun. After all, I like to play with my food first. Then it’s cannibalism pleasures as I indulge in the delicacy of pleasure and bliss, blood and gore galore.
The forest yields such sweet prey tonight. So, I found him camping alone. Stupid man. Beautiful man.
Therefore, I drag him to my cabin by his hair. He whimpers. I laugh. My knife had already opened his cheek. Just a taste. A sample.
Once inside, I strap him spread-eagled to my butcher table. Of course, his chest heaves, and his cock twitches. They always get hard. Fear does that.
“Look at you,” I murmur, dragging my blade down his sternum. So, the blade isn’t going deep, not just yet. Moreover, just enough to bead crimson along the trail. “So eager to feed me.”
Then, I slice his nipple first. Of course, he screams. But I pop it in my mouth like a treat. Then I chew slowly while staring into his eyes.

Mutilation Phone Sex Feeding My Cannibalistic Hunger

Meanwhile, my free hand works between my thighs. Ultimately, the blood trail now leads downward. So, I carve spirals into his abdomen. Each cut makes my pussy clench. While each scream makes me wetter.
Soon, I climb onto the table. Just to straddle his face. Ultimately, let him taste me while I work. Next, my knife removes his ear. Then the other. Pretty souvenirs for my collection.
Now, his tongue still works despite everything. So, I grind against his mouth. Cum twice before slicing his throat.
Oh, the warm spray paints my breasts. Therefore, I lick what reaches my lips. Then I begin the real feast.
Now, I take my time with carving him up. Essentially, perfect cuts from his thighs. Oh, how his liver comes out still warm. So, I eat it raw while fingering myself. Mmmm…The copper taste on my tongue pushes me over again.
My basement freezer fills nicely tonight. Enough meat for weeks. Enough blood to bathe in.
I’ll hunt again when the hunger returns.
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Extreme Bondage Phone Sex Left Me Tied Up and Abused

bondage phone sexExtreme bondage phone sex, I am no stranger too. I’ve been tied up a lot in my life. Sometimes just for photo shoots. And other times for more nefarious reasons. And this weekend I showed up for a photo shoot offering $500 for an hour’s worth of work. That would buy me my weekend cocaine supply. So, I took the job. Done far worse things for coke money than let some random guy tie me up and take some photos.

But I should’ve known better. It’s never that simple. Not with me at least. So, once I found myself tied up, I realized it was not just me and the guy who hired me. More men showed up. And I literally couldn’t fight. The guy that hired me tied me up like a side of beef. I was just waiting for them to write with a marker, prime rib, or rump roast on my body. I would’ve preferred that to what they did to me.

They violated my holes and whipped my ass raw with a flogger. Ouch. Both my pussy and ass they enjoyed fisting too. I’m not a fan of fisting, especially not when they do it raw. No lubrication used. They just shoved their fisted into my pussy and ass at the same time. For a moment it felt like they could pull my insides out or even hold hands from the inside of my pussy and ass. Even a seasoned ass rape porn star knows that hurts.

But I think what hurt the most was the fact that they made me put my legs over my head. So, I balanced on my neck for over an hour while they shoved anything and everything they could find in my pussy and ass.

Sometimes, A Bondage Whore Gets Tied Up and Abused

Suddenly, I realized I may not make it out of this. These guys appeared tweaked out on something, meth, I suspected. One guy for shits and giggles, squeezed out an entire tube of icy hot on my junk. And then they looked at me and laughed about giving me the lubrication I needed.

So, they fucked me with icy hot. Dumbasses. Which, in hindsight, they realized was not a smart move on their part. Because they fucked me using icy hot as the lubrication for my pussy and ass. And that meant that icy hot went straight up their pee holes. They will remember this encounter longer than me because my guess it’s going to burn to pee for a while. One guy started to piss up my cunt, and then he started crying when he realized how much it burned. A silver lining, I guess.

They let me go before this turned into a snuff porn. And I knew I dodged a bullet. They got too fucked up on meth and made a dumb move. Otherwise, they might’ve tortured me to death. Or sat on me and snapped my neck in two. They could’ve done that easily in the position they placed me in. I never saw my $500. Go figure. Just a bunch of tweaked out rednecks without a solid plan. I guess I’ll take it as a win that I survived. But I found some other guys willing to gang bang me for $500 later so I still got my coke money.