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Money Can’t Save You

 

torture phonesex angieI can’t believe my luck. I found an ad in the paper looking for someone to care for an ailing elderly man that is fucking loaded. His wife is to old to care for him herself. I decided to give them a call and make an appointment for an interview. As I pulled up to the house, it is a creepy looking old mansion that reeks of secrets, age and money. Good thing I like that look, the darker the better and this place looks like it is straight out of a Steven King novel or something. Just looking at the joint was making me hot as fuck. Grabbing the huge brass knocker I pound it loud, these old fucks might not have their hearing aides turned up. I was surprised when she answered the door and not some hired help. She looked younger then I had expected and had a nasty fucking attitude. I decided right then I wanted this fucking job and I would derive great pleasure form not only fucking her up and taking her down a notch or two but robbing her rich ass blind. She offered me tea and she sat interviewing me all prim and proper with her nose in the air. I answered her questions while envisioning how I was going to torture and fuck her up, slowly and with great pleasure. I started right away and after meeting her bedridden husband and touring the mansion she had me change into the uniform that she had for me. During the tour I saw many of her own things that I would use to torture her over the coming weeks. I learned that there was no other staff in the house, just her, her husband and myself. Going to the basement to start the laundry I found the perfect place to tie her up. Pretending there was something wrong with the washer I got her to the basement and bound her to the radiator pipe. Warning her that it was about to get hot I went up stairs and turned the furnace on, letting it heat up while I gathered all the things that caught my eye earlier. When I got back to the basement she had already burnt her arm pretty good trying to get loose and touching her arm to the hot pipe, she was sweating so much I couldn’t tell if she was crying too. My pussy got wetter the closer I got and the more fear I saw on her face. This was going to bring me a lot of pleasure!

Twisted Sitter

 

torture phonesex angieI can put a big smile on my face and act so sweet when it means bringing a wicked and twisted plan to fruition. They needed a babysitter and I needed to fuck up some brats. They didn’t know me from the man on the moon. But I looked respectful, dressed in good girl clothes, pearls on my neck. I knew just what to say and how to smile and nod my head. Their babysitter had canceled at the last minute and this was an important dinner engagement, they would pay me extra since it was such short notice. They gave me the emergency numbers and all the info I needed, introducing me to the brats, and giving me their schedule, they rushed out of the door. I started cooking for the little brats adding a special ingredient. They ate like they were starving and I sat back smiling at them waiting for them to be done. Bath time was going to be so much fun and they wouldn’t remember a thing to tell mommy and daddy. The site of their excited and intoxicated naked little bodies had me all worked up. I put them in the bath and started my torture. Holding their heads under while they kicked and fought to come to the surface my cunt getting wetter by the minute. Watching their little faces fill with fear as I continued the water torture over and over again till I came all over myself. Taking them to their room, confused and disoriented I began my assault on the little bald pussies. Fucking them roughly abusing every inch of them until I came again. Finally they passed out from the effects of the drug and I dressed them in their pajamas tucking them in with a wicked smile.

Choke-Her Chain

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I have always wanted a pet dog but never wanted to have to clean up behind one or take care of it. So when I decided that it was one of my slaves turn to leave the fold, I decided to have some fun with it. I bought a doggie tail butt plug, a choker collar and a leash. After stripping her naked and making her get on all fours I stuffed the butt plug up her ass, put the choker collar on her and attached the leash. I made her do all the things a dog does, from barking to doing the normal dog tricks, sit, stay, roll over , shake. I took her for a walk and made her shit and piss outside on the lawn in front of the house. To add to her humiliation I made her smell her own shit. When she started gagging and puking it really pissed me off and I began yanking on the leash, choking her with the collar. Each time she gagged and spit up it made me madder and I pulled harder. Her face began to turn red, her lips were becoming blue. I knew I was strangling her with the collar and it began to turn me the fuck on. I kept going pulling the collar harder, holding the pressure longer, over and over again. I could feel my climax building as I watched her being strangled at my hand. The closer I got to climaxing the more intense the yanks became and the longer I cut off her ability to breath. Finally she fell limp and I yanked and held the pressure as my cunt exploded in an intense orgasm. Death by strangulation is something I have done many times but never like this and I loved the new thrill!torture phonesex choker

Extremely Evil Phone Sex

torture phonesex angie 01When I found Ms Brown she was a wee one. I fell in love with her simply because of her nature. I created a beautiful home for her in an aquarium. It was a paradise for her and she deserved nothing less. I have taken such good care of her, pampering her and making sure she stayed healthy and happy. Each time I tend to her my cunt secretes sweet juice just knowing she will do the same for me when she is big enough. My juices bring me pleasure and hers will cause excruciating pain rewarding me with more pleasure. Ms Brown finally grew to the size of a dime and it was time for her to show me some evil, twisted, love and pleasure. torture phonesex spiderI took her down to my basement where I have kept him for months, keeping him well fed and slightly tortured, in preparation for what he would endure. The plan was to start at the bottom and work my way up over a period of several weeks, or as long as he stayed alive. I carefully placed Ms Brown, my beautiful Brown Recluse, on his lower leg, just above his ankle. She did not disappoint me, injecting her venom with a nice bite. Returning her to her home in the aquarium, my cunt was alive with what was to come. As the days past the bite became inflamed and filled with the effects of her venom. I watched as it worsened and he became feverish, moaning from pain. Finally it was time. Using a dull and rusted razor blade, I cut it open and began digging at it with gloved hands. His screams of agony served their purpose, bringing me intense orgasm after orgasm. It has been several weeks now and I enjoy going down to the basement and digging my gloved hands into his growing and festering wound.torture phonesex bite I believe it is time to let my lovely pet have another taste of him.  This time on his inner thigh very close to his groin. I will allow this bite to fester and grow and will enjoy inflicting more pain on him. If he survives this one, his cock is next. I will continue to work my way up his body, giving Ms Brown delicious tastes of his flesh as I watch him decay and cause him more and more pain. I am hoping that he will survive long enough for me to get to his face so that I can watch that decay as well after my lovely Ms Brown pumps him with more venom. I am not sure how  many Brown Recluse bites a human can survive without treatment as the flesh is eaten away and falls from the bone. However I plan on finding out as I cum with delight throughout the process!torture phonesex angie 02

Your Nightmare

 

torture phonesex titletorture phonesex angieI am your worst nightmare. The things you dream of in the darkness of the night. The things that haunt you when you wake because you can’t shake the feeling of dread and doom. That is me. What haunts you fills me with joy and excitement. Your nightmares are my fantasies. I creep into your sleep and take over your mind. I am waiting in the dark to take you into my world and make those nightmares come true. You will be filled with fear that will over take every fiber of your being. You will try to scream but no sound will come out of your parted lips. One minute you will be betrayed by feelings of excitement. You don’t want this to turn you on but the fear and the unknown are keeping you on the edge of ecstasy and extreme fear. Your phobia of pain is mingled with you curiosity and your body is in conflict. Not knowing if it should be thrilled or scared and yet the mixture of both has you are rock hard and on edge. I love seeing the confusion in your eyes. I love being your worst nightmare and your darkest fantasy all at the same time. I thrive off the thrill of seeing fear one minute and ecstasy the next. You are the reason I am the dark and twisted bitch that I am. You feed my hunger and today I am famished.torture phonesex nightmare

Chopped

 

torture phonesex angieThis bitch was sweet as honey. She had a certain glow that made her irresistible. She looked so healthy and happy it made my mind run wild with thoughts of what her smiling face would look like in twisted pain and agony. The images I conjured up in my mind drove me insane to the point of obsession.

I had to have her.

I would have her.

I followed her waiting for the perfect moment to present itself. Finally I was able to grab her. I placed my hanker-chief soaked in chloroform over nose and mouth feeling her body become limp in my grasp.

The rush of conquest always sends electrical shocks through my body and I always cum hard.

I carried her into the house and took her to my room of torture and pain. I secured her to my stone alter and sat back rubbing my cunt in anticipation, waiting for her to wake up.

She opened her eyes and looked at me with a glassy confused stare as she tried to focus. I could see her trying to focus and figure out where she was. And then it came, that moment of realization and the hoarse scream that is filled with terror . The one that fills my whole body with a satisfied orgasm making my legs weak with satisfaction.

I couldn’t help but let out a low and menacing laugh as I walked slowly towards her with a handful of knives. I wanted to slowly dissect her, dismembering her while cauterizing each wound to stop the bleeding, cause the most pain, and keep her alive through out the whole process.

I worked long into the night, watching her pass out from the pain, waiting for her to become conscience again so that I could cause her more pain. Masturbating while she lay there, her muscles twitching involuntarily while she is in the darkness, the only place that she doesn’t feel pain.

Saving her perfectly formed breasts for last she finally opened her eyes again. As I sliced into her right tit at the base cutting it with surgical precision, the blood begins to mingle with milk that is in her ducts. Oh how fucking sweet, she is a new mommy! No wonder she had that glow!

What a shame I could have gotten two for one if I had known. torture phonesex tit

Mounting My Kill

torture phonesex angie01Does it make you as fucking hard as it makes me wet to know that I made a kill? Yes the hunt was successful as always. But this one gave me a good fight. This one was a challenge for sure. He was very clever but not clever enough. Because he was my biggest challenge to date, he will be the first to be mounted and hung on my wall. Now I am headed (no pun intended, OK well maybe a little) to my friend’s house who is a taxidermist that will also perform humidermy.  Yes human taxidermy, delightful isn’t it? Just the thought gets my blood boiling, makes my nipples hard and makes me want to fuck good and hard. I am taking the head to him and he is going to let me watch and maybe help to preserve my trophy for mounting on my wall. I can’t wait, it is going in my room on the wall right across from my bed so that I can lay at night and look at it, remembering the thrill of the hunt and the glory of the kill as I fuck myself or get fucked and cum nice and hard looking at it! torture phonesex head

The Walking Dead

torture phonesex angieRipping the flesh from the bones of the living as the blood runs down their faces and chunks of flesh are devoured before my eyes. My cunt pulsates in time to the chewing motion of their decaying and decrepit mouths. What I wouldn’t give for a world full of disease infested walking corpses to be wondering the planet. The thought of the carnage and mass hysteria makes my cunt crave the thrill of my twisted and demented orgasms. I know I would keep a few of these undead as pets in my basement and relish the pleasure of fucking my cunt while watching them feast on victims that I brought to them. I would torture my victims just out of reach of my pets watching them become more and more agitated with every scream as they pull at their chains in an effort to reach what will be theirs soon. Looking into their dead eyes that have no life behind them as they smell the blood I am spilling, knowing that soon I will reach the ultimate orgasm as I watch them rip the remaining flesh from my victims as they feast before my eyes. There is no doubt that i would sever the limbs of one of these undead and rip the bottom jaw off to prevent him from infecting me while I ride his decaying cock. Filling my cunt with his undead flesh. What would be hell on earth to the rest of the world would be heaven on earth for me. Watching The Walking Dead each week is like watching porn for me. I cum over and over again each week and dream of the possibilities of such a world cumming to pass.torture phonesex dead

Feed The Need

torture phonesex angieI love the thrill of watching someone get really fucked up or fucking them up myself. The more blood and mutilation, the more pain and degradation, the more humiliation and torture the better. I love severed limbs and disfigured flesh. My blood starts pumping with the first cry of fear. At that single moment that my subject realizes he or she will be mine I become uncontrollably aroused. My body feels like it is on fire and with every cry and every drop of blood my cunt gets wetter and the longing to get fucked like an animal becomes over whelming. My place is so secluded that no one can hear the screams. No one can save your ass if you are stupid or gullible enough to fall for this girl next door act. I can be such a sweet little bitch to get what I want. When I get you where I want you, I blast my stereo and feel the vibration from the music from my toes up to my nipples as it strokes me from the inside out in the most seductive way, stroking every part of my body. The sensory perception just adds to the excitement of the game. The thrill of the mutilation to cum, and when it accompanies the sickening sound of the gurgling as my subject chokes on their blood I fall to the floor weakened by the strength of my orgasms. It is my favorite way to end the game to hear someone choking, gasping for their last breath as I hear the gurgle of blood deep in their throat asphyxiating them until there is no more breath. Yeah I am a little touched, I know, but you still want to play don’t you baby?

 

It’s Hunting Season

torture phonesex angie01I woke up long before the sun came up. Excitement running through my body like small jolts of electricity. In the dimly lit room I cleaned my gun and sharpened my arrows for the hunt. I find conventional hunting very boring. You know the macho men that like to hunt deer and hog and all other sorts of wild life. Please these are unintelligent animals that can not out think you, there is no challenge there. That is why once a year I have my own hunt. He has been in my basement for two weeks now. I have kept him well fed so that he is not at any disadvantage what so ever. he will be at the top of his game and provide a challenge for me. My cunt is dripping with anticipation, he is a scraping man, strong and he knows his way in the wilderness. But he is no match for me. I released my prey 25 minutes ago, naked with nothing but his wits to guide him. I will give him five more minutes then I will track him and the game will begin. As the time grows closer, my cunt is becomes wetter, quivering with the thrill of it all. He will try to out smart me, his survival depends on it. He will try, but he will not be successful. I have never lost his game. Of course IF he can make it to the edge of my land without being taken down, he will survive the hunt. I can feel the pleasure of the kill already. i will take him down with my bow, an arrow to the leg to wound him first, allowing him to run a little more, his heart pounding with fear and pain. I will track him while he is wounded, dipping my finger in his trail of blood and licking it off, making the game a bit more fun as I toy with him. Eventually i will run another arrow through one of his arms, causing more fear and pain as he realizes his chances are diminishing. I will only shoot him if he is close to winning, if not he will die a slow death as my arrows pierce his flesh until he falls, unable to go on. Then I will put the last arrow in a lung and sit at a distance, fucking my over excited cunt, rubbing my swollen clit, waiting to cum as he takes his last breath. It will be the perfect kill and another trophy for my wall.