I 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.
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.
As 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 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.
Most men enjoy snuff phone sex fantasies. Even some women do too. But I rarely get calls from women. At least not dominant women. I would have been her bitch, but she needed an accomplice to kill her philandering, hustler of an ex-boyfriend. He used her and cheated on her. But when he drained her bank account, she decided he had fucked with the wrong bitch. They had been together for a long time. Like almost a decade. And she chose to support him.
But when he discovered she knew about his affairs, he drained her bank account before she kicked him out. He did not get a fraction of her worth luckily because he did not have access to most of her money. However, he did not know that. She wanted revenge. Not because she needed the money. This was about showing him he could not get away with what he did. Accountability as she put it. I told her I would be honored to be her revenge accomplice phone sex help.
I lured him away. She told me everything I needed to set the honey trap. Being bait is fun. But cock and ball torture seemed like even more fun. He thought I put a cock ring on him so he would last to fuck me. However, I slapped a castration band around his balls. The pain did not last long, but the panic did. But he thought I did that by mistake. He found out that I set him up for revenge when my client made her presence known.
His look of surprise, I caught on film. He looked at me confused, but I just said, “Hos before Bros.” And he knew I never wanted to fuck him. But I did want to inflict maximum pain with castration phone sex. So, she let me slice his balls off. Revenge cock and ball torture turned out perfectly. He lost his balls. Therefore, he lost his identity. But more importantly, he lost his ability to ever hurt a woman again. Hell, he will ever fuck again. So, if he cannot get close to a woman physically, he will never get close to her financially.
Accomplice phone sex calls we can all enjoy. It takes the pressure off me. Although technically, I consider myself a switch, I prefer to kidnap and help men with their violent or rape fantasies. I’ve served my time on the circuit. So, nothing wrong with taking a breather and helping you instead of being the victim, right?
Marcus met me years ago when I still had a violent master. He seemed just as afraid of my master as I did. We ran into each other last month and exchanged phone numbers. Master made him fuck a Lolita whore in front of me to ensure his silence. Although he did not want to do it, he had no choice. He knew what I knew. Anyone who said no to my former master ended up dead.
But turns out master created a Lolita fucker in the moment. He never thought he would enjoy teen rape porn, but he did. The problem has been finding the right opportunity and the right girl. Running into me solved half his problem. But I told him it solved all his problems because I could get the girl for him. Bring her to him on silver platter, and I did.
I knew what he wanted because he told me. So, I kidnapped a young blonde Lolita and helped him fuck her. Of course, a good accomplice makes a movie for you to enjoy afterwards. He destroyed this Lolita’s cunt and her ass. Split her in two and he did not mean to hurt her that badly. But his dick seemed damn near a foot long. And I picked him out a young tiny girl. Clearly a virgin too.
She cried, screamed and begged for her mommy. But all she got was cock. Big cock shoved in all her tiny holes. He did not have the stomach for killer phone sex. So, I finished her off and gave her a burial at sea. She will never be found. I learned from the best how to dispose of a body.
Medical fetish phone sex calls can get wild sometimes. But I am always down for a wild ride. Honestly, as a sexy switch, I will admit that I enjoy cock and ball torture. My bestie, Kelly, taught me how to use sounding devices and castration bands on men. She’s a lifestyle dominatrix. Former stripper who took me under her wings when I was barely legal and just starting out in the adult world.
She has this client named Earl, who is a total masochist. He is into self-harm and CBT. She has been inflicting pain on his balls for a decade now. He wanted to spice things up a bit with two hot women for a cock and ball torture sex session. Kelly asked me, and I was game, especially when she told me how much he would pay for both of us. So, I put on my spiked heels, a short leather skirt and a leather corset, and joined her to destroy Earl’s junk.
Kelly tied him up to his four-poster bed. But she let me go first. And I could not decide what to do first, so I got the sounding device, dipped it in some Icy-Hot and inserted it into his pee hole. Watching his eyes tear up, told me I did it right. Kelly slapped his balls while I worked that sounding device in and out of his tiny little pee hole. I knew that shit had to burn.
Kelly and I agreed to put a castration band on him for shits and giggles. We did not plan to castrate him though. We just wanted to make him painfully uncomfortable. But the band went on so tightly we could not get it off. Oops. So, I suggested we use a razor blade to try to slice through the rubber. And that worked, but we sliced open his ball sack too. Initially, we felt bad. That was not part of the plan. Earl enjoys pain, but he did not want to get neutered.
He bled a lot. Cried more. But he still has his nuts. They just might have a nasty scar. He still paid us. In fact, he even tipped us. Turns out he enjoyed the mutilation phone sex surprise he got. He won’t piss right or sit without pain for days. But that’s what this pain slut paid us for, and we delivered.
Accomplice phone sex partners are what men like you need. And I bet you agree. Since I am a no limits kind of woman, I make the perfect partner in crime. So, that combined with the fact that I am a woman means I can find you any woman you want. And any girl or boy too. John wanted a young blonde schoolgirl. With the amount of money that he paid me, I would do anything he wanted. And I did.
First, I lured a little girl away from school. The object of his lust looked so adorable too. His own niece. So, he provided me with everything I needed to know to lure her to him. But I told him to stay home because if things went south, he would not be caught on any school cameras or street cams. I wore a black wig with big sunglasses covering enough of my face to make me unrecognizable.
The girl had no stranger danger for me. And none for her uncle. She should have been scared. She got wise when she realized Uncle John wanted to make a teen rape porn with her as the star. But I understood his attraction to her. Cute girl next door type. A banging little body too. According to my accomplice, she cock teases him. She is old enough to be reliable if questioned about who abused her.
But she did not survive the night. Uncle John destroyed her little cunt and ass with his huge cock. Split her in two leaving a big gaping hole between her ass and pussy. Although he did not intend to kill her. He had no choice. She saw him and he ruined her fuck holes. She needed medical attention. So, as his accomplice, I told him we had no choice but to bury her body where it could not be found. I made the decision that she needed to be a snuff sex porn star. And I slit her throat and buried her. Cleaned up the mess for him.
It might take a while for him to heal from this. But when I am your accomplice, you pay me to make tough decisions. It is how I keep you off the radar. Killing a surrogate is the best. But, when you cannot do the hard shit, your accomplice will.
Being a bad babysitter phone sex babe puts me in high demand. Men need access to tiny holes. And posing as a babysitter is a perfect cover to scope out new talent for perverted old men like Steve. We go way back to when I was 19 and doing BDSM porn. We acted in a few scenes together. The older he got the more interest he had in little girls.
Now Steve is a bad ass man. He knows how to use whips and chains. And he can beat a girl without leaving a mark on the outside. Honestly, he scares me a bit. He can be pure evil when he wants. So, I stay on his good side. We had not spoken in a while, but he called me up last week and told me he needed a model for a teen rape porn. And he wanted her scared, innocent and fighting.
So, I knew what that meant. I needed to pose as a babysitter and kidnap a little angel for him to ruin. And I found Heather, a super young blonde girl who could melt anyone’s heart with her big smile and beautiful green eyes. She could be a model. I knew Steve would love ruining her. I did not like it, but I focused on the money. She reminded me of myself when I was young. Back before life went to shit for me.
I drugged her after the parents left. And when she passed out, I drove her to Steve’s place. She woke up tied to a table and naked. I told her to be a good girl, and she would live. Even though I knew that was a lie because when making his own movies, Steve leans towards snuff porn. Don’t leave a witness. And he didn’t.
He fucked this poor girl to death. Tore open her pussy with some rough sex. Same for her asshole too. Both holes gaped open and bleeding profusely. And I caught it all on film. Even captured the moment he slit her throat. I would be lying if I said seeing her getting abused did not excite me a little. It was not me. And I got paid well.
I helped a friend out with her gangbang rape porn over the weekend. Now, it might be logical to think that she or I or us both might be the stars of this little blue movie. But this was about her ex-boyfriend. He is a total douche bag. She left him after he cheated on her with her baby sister and knocked her up. Of course, she had me telling her to leave him. She deserves better.
So, I hatched a plan with her for revenge. Revenge is so sweet. He thought we wanted a threesome with him. But that was all part of our plan. He would be the star of our film. And we planned to upload it to the net so everyone could see him making his ass rape porn debut. What he did not know was that I had ten hung black men coming over to make him a bottom bitch boy.
Did I mention that her ex is a racist piece of shit too? You should have heard him going off when ten black men came inside my home. He thought this was a home invasion. At least until he heard me say, “Teach him a lesson, fellows.” I did not think this gang bang would turn him into a black cock faggot. But it would humiliate him and break his soul. Not to mention ruin his backdoor pussy. That was part of the plan though.
Although he tried to fight these men off, it was one white man against ten black men. He did not even have a snowball’s chance in hell. I filmed him getting violently butt fucked, degraded and even choked for hours. He looked like a rag doll. By the time they finished using him, he appeared worn out. His asshole prolapsed. He had tears in his eyes. And his face seemed red from embarrassment.
I have been in my share of gang bangs. And I have filmed my share of them for other men too. However, this marked the first time that I let my black bull posse explore their rape phone sex fantasies for racist losers. Black men in the world collectively got revenge on a racist piece of shit. And me and my friend got revenge on a cheating tool. Win win revenge.
Most of us have murder phone sex fantasies. I know I do. And I have them for all the folks who abused me when I was a young girl. I include my mother on my kill list because she left me with my dad when I was super young. She just never came home from work one day. Vanished. For a while, I thought she might be dead. When I entered my teens, I often wondered if my father killed her. Although he told me she did not want me and left with another man to start a new family, I doubted that claim’s veracity.
But because she left, my father began abusing me. And he eventually allowed his friends to abuse me too. Although I did run away, my earlier years hooking on the street and making snuff movies, gave me time to think about revenge. I had no choice as a teen runway and high school dropout but hooking and porn. And that exposed me to men almost as bad as my father.
Recently, I did one of those DNA kits just to see if I might have siblings somewhere. My dad could have remarried. And if my mom was alive, she may have given birth to a sister or brother for me. The DNA results revealed that I had at least two half siblings. Maybe more because the results only identify others who have done the same DNA testing. However, those half-siblings matched on my mother’s side. So, I hired a private detective who found her in a trailer park only 6 hours away from me.
I paid her a visit. But she did not survive the visit. I made it look like a home invasion phone sex fantasy gone wrong. No prints left. And no DNA either. This switch knows all the tricks to go undetected. I need to be more careful with my DNA since I am now in the DNA database that cops can access to solve crimes.
She did not recognize me. Her own daughter. So, I used a pair of her gardening shears to slice her throat. As I watched her bleed out, I told her who I was and why I killed her. The bitch’s expression when she realized who I was and why I killed her seemed priceless too me.Revenge feels good. Now that I killed my mother, my number one enemy, I need to find my father. He deserves death too.
Since I have done my share of ass rape porn in my life, sometimes a guy hires me to train the new generation of hardcore anal sex stars. Recently, a man I met in a chat room on the dark web, paid me an obscene amount of money to anally train his young daughter.
And I think she may have been even younger than I was when my dad started ass fucking me. My dad only switched to my ass when I started my period to reduce the chances of knocking me up. But this girl cannot get pregnant yet. Too young. But she is so cute. And with the cutest little starfish. However, that cute rosebud would be stretched out soon enough.
His little girl did not seem so willing, so I suggested some NyQuil and restraints. He had no problem drugging and tying up his daughter. We bound her on her side so we could see that cute asshole she still had. The NyQuil just made her relax. Most of the pain from anal gangbang rape porn comes from tensing up. If you can relax, less pain.
I started with a small dildo dipped in petroleum jelly. Managed to get it in and out of her ass with not many tears. However, when I went to a bigger dildo, she did cry. But best she gets used to anal penetration young. We make anal sex whores. We do not breed them. So, I just kept going up in size until she had a nice, gaped butt hole.
Then I took a speculum and cranked open her ass so daddy could see inside. Although he did not plan on fucking her the first day of anal training, he could not resist after he could see up her ass. So, I pulled out the speculum and guided his cock in his angel’s tight virgin asshole. It felt like anal torture sex to his daughter, but pure pleasure for daddy. Maybe you have a little girl in need of anal training too?
