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Sadistic phone sex comes in various shapes and sizes. Today I got the chance to encounter a bit of needle torture mixed with some blood play and super rough anal sex. I just love being torn into by a super strong Dominant older man. You should have heard how wet he made my pussy when he was touching me.
Just the feeling of being tortured while having a huge cock rail me like a dirty little skank really gets my engine going. Just feeling the needle piercing my nipple as he tells me how to self-mutilate myself. The golden push pin runs through the center. All of the painful feelings combined into one incredibly blissful experience.
What kind of super naughty dangerous things would you like to do to me? Knives, needles, other dangerous items?
Do you think you have what it takes to have torture phone sex with me? Do you really think you could burn me with a lighter or stab me with a knife while you were burying your big huge cock between my sweet dripping folds? I would love to see if you’ve got what it takes. You know Christmas time brings a ton more options to the table when it comes to torture devices. From candy canes and peppermint to candle sticks and ribbon tied around the tree. I could come up with naughty fucked things to do for days.
Here lately though, I’ve been thinking about being tied down to the bed. Slathered in my grandma’s famous peppermint rub. The one that gets all tingly and burny when you put it on, kinda like icy hot. And just left there, whimpering and crying like a little slut as my pussy burns. Knowing that I couldn’t scream for fear of alerting the neighbors to foul play. They’d never believe this was what I actually wanted. Would you come to listen to me torture myself with it? To whimper and cry as I reach orgasm after orgasm thanks to Granny’s tingly cream?
Could you guide me to do even worse things to myself? The hot wax from the candle sticks dripping on my skin, the sharp carving knife drug across it… What else could we do?
You can imagine how fast my heart was beating when I was told it was finally my turn to have an accomplice torture phone sex. It’s something I’ve always thought about, hearing the screams and cries of others as I do super-vile things to them. Knives, Needles, Flames. Everything was open to my ability to use it, against the poor soul that Daddy tied up in the basement.
It started off with him telling me that he had actually gotten me an early Christmas present. That I just had to clean up, put on the black leather outfit he had laid out for me on my bed, and meet him in the basement after dinner. As you can figure, I hurried up and ate everything so quickly, I was super excited… Until I reached the basement.
He literally had my boyfriend tied up. At first, I was kinda upset and protested until I realized that this was basically the initiation into our little family cult. And he had been talking to other girls at school. So I quickly picked up the fillet knife from the stand and plunged it into his chest dragging it and sawing it through his body as I let out a soft needy moan.
It was like heaven feeling my Daddy come up behind me, wrapping his arms around me as he began toying with my clit. Letting out needy, lust-filled cries into the room, mixed with my boyfriend’s screams. I began doing his pants with every intention to remove his manhood. Glancing up and seeing the blood spatters covering me, I just had to come to play. I’d love to tell you more given the chance!
My biggest fantasy has always been being Daddy’s little sadistic phone sex plaything. I’ve always spent time really imagining what it would be like to be tortured by an older man or even a group of older men. Just used, abused, and then snuffed out just like a candle.
Late at night laying in bed, filled with fantasies of my Daddy coming in, and using me like a little ragdoll. Taking one of his berettas out of the cabinet where he keeps them locked away. Sneaking into the bedroom as he slowly screws a silencer to it. The cool metal, being placed against my bare stomach as he tells me not to make a fucking sound.
Feeling my clothes ripped from my body as I whimper laying there like a whore for him, so needy and weak. Totally exposed as his p-cock throbs before me. Taking a massive butt plug out of his pocket he grins evilly telling me he’s about to destroy all of my holes before taking care of my attitude once and for all. Hearing the soft sound of the bullet slipping through my soft milky flesh as his hand came to covering my mouth. Keeping my cries muffled as he continued over and over filling me with the hot steel from the barrel.
The warm trickle of blood slid down my body as I cried out into his hand. His cock slid deep into my wet aching cunt as he took me. His hand finding its way to my neck, cutting off what little oxygen I could get, despite the hole in my lung.
“This is the end my sweet little one.” he softly whispered.
Do you think your cock is big enough to partake in suffocation phone sex, or would you have to use something a little more creative to choke me? My biggest fantasy is being tipped upside down over the edge of the bed, looking up at you with makeup-streaked cheeks as you slowly feed your dick in as far as it will go. Reaching down, cupping my throat with your hand as I try to push you away. Tightening it as you feel your cock ramming against it in the back of my throat. My muffled gags and cries fill the room as I beg you to stop through thrusts of your cock. You and I both know I don’t actually want you to stop. I want to make you pass out by choking me with your massive shaft. Just feeling you slapping my face, knowing you’re bringing me back to the conscious realm just to do it again once more.
I never really thought I’d enjoy cannibalism phone sex so much. But there’s something seductive and amazing about the thought of being cooked and eaten while someone literally gets off to it. It’s making me incredibly horny right now just thinking about it.
Just imagine some hot little thing walking down the street, her plump juicy ass peeking out from below her skirt as you pull up to offer a ride. But you have so much more in store for her than just a simple ride home. Little does she know you’ve removed the door handles and reinforced the seat belts so they can’t be easily removed. She has no idea what she’s about to get into.
So, she meekly stumbles into the passenger seat as you reach over and “assist” her with her seat belt. Making sure that your prize is nice and secure and can’t escape once she realizes that crawling into a stranger’s car was actually a very poor choice.
Can you imagine the look of fear and shock on her face when she finally realizes what trouble she’s in? Because I sure can. The thought of her being actually terrified makes me so horny and excited. I may have to actually take a break from writing to play with myself for a moment.
Imagine holding a chloroform-soaked cloth over her face so she passes out. You have to get her into the house somehow don’t you? Imagine the feeling of her body weight against you as you begin to caress her, feeling every inch of her to make sure she’s a good specimen for the night.
Prepping her, placing an apple in her mouth, rubbing her down with some herb butter, and getting her nice and prepared to go into the special oven. To become your teen phone sex dinner. It’s quite a sight to think about, isn’t it? Come let me help you finish the story. Maybe we can make it better together.
The look of shock on my face when Mr. Troy, pulled up to me had to of been apparent to him. I was so shocked that my science teacher would actually offer to give me a ride home, crawling into his vehicle he locked the doors and started down the road. That’s when he began telling me about his murder phone sex fantasies. The things he was saying had my heart racing in fear of what was about to happen to me.
He informed me that a few of his buddies were waiting for me at his house, that he had sent pictures of a few girls to them and I was the chosen one. Quickly reaching for the door handle to climb out of the car, it didn’t take me too long to realize how fucked I was. I was definitely in danger being this close to him when he quite clearly had bad intentions on his mind. Pulling up to his garage out back of his house, it was a good distance, no one would be able to hear me if I screamed. My heart racing I tried to get away as he opened the car door, grabbing me by the hair he drug me into the building. Where I saw two great big men standing before me.
“On your knees, Bitch” I heard a voice from behind me as they quickly shoved me down kicking my legs out from under me. Their hands were rough and firm on my skin, I knew there would be bruises the next day if I made it through this. They were all wearing masks, standing there naked. Cigirrets and knives in their hands as one of them walked over his boot finding its way to rest on my midsection. Pushing himself into me I let out a grunt before feeling another kick me in my thigh. Immediately sent a cramp up my leg as I screamed in pain another blow to my head “Shut up, Girl” they said. As I heard the ciggies being lit before pressed into my skin, the sizzling noise was masked by my screams.
“We’re going to torture you then murder you, you dirty slut” they said laughing to themselves as I whimpered begging for my life to be spared. “I won’t’ tell anyone!” I cried out as they began punching me, filling all of my holes with their cocks as their cum just dripped from my body.
To be continued…
Could you imagine combining babysitter phone sex and accomplice fun? The way it would feel to know that you had a partner in crime to commit the horrible acts you’ve been dreaming about should absolutely make you feel super horny and turned on. I would love to be that person, the one who gets the little creatures together that you intend on snuffing. There’s nothing I want more than to assist you in making your cock explode with need.
Just imagine me calling you and inviting you over to the how I’m babysitting at. Telling you not to worry that I’ve put the little ones down and you and I can have some fun together. I bet your mind would be racing with thoughts of fucking me, when little did you know you’d be having sex with dead bodies while we mutilate and do fucked up things to them.
Does that turn you on? The thought of having sex with corpses? The thought of hearing the last dying breath of air escape a perfectly little set of lungs. Let me give you what it is you crave, weaving a tale of destruction that may even be too much for you.
Are you ready to snuff some brats?
Torture Phone Sex with a slutty little whore who likes to be used and abused by anyone who’s willing. The thought of being tortured by someone while I whimper and beg like a little slut to be used by you. Putting me on my knees in front of you, while I sit there waiting to be abused by you. My pretty eyes just fixated on you as you sit there, contemplating the tortuous things you want to do to me. Do you think you’d go so far as to snuff me out? Or would you show some restraint?
If any of you have actually read my profile, you’d know what a needy slut I am just wanting to be used by you. If it helps, torture sex is one of my absolute favorite things in the whole world. The idea of bleeding, or being bruised for you, maybe even dying. That makes my pussy tingle and tremble with need. I crave nothing more than to whimper for you while you use me, come make my dreams come true.
Taboo phone sex is one of my favorite types. Leaving the table open so any card can be played. I know, most of you know that I like to experience quite a bit of pain myself to achieve sexual release. On the flip side, I actually like to tease and torment Men as well. Especially if they think they are super Dominant, and I can tell that they are just whimpering submissive bitch at the end of the day. Do you think you’d have what it takes to turn me into a needy whimpering little slut? Making want to do anything you ask? Or do you think the tables would be turned and you’d be the one on your knees begging for mercy? Do you have the balls for Torture sex? Allowing me to let out my deepest darkest fantasies on your weak unsuspecting body? Let’s find out, pick up that phone, don’t be a pussy, and let’s play.