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Violent Phone Sex Is The Only Way I Can Get Off

Violent phone sexViolent phone sex is really the only way I can get off.  We get a girl off the street bring her to our abandoned warehouse where we make our calls and videos, set her up in chains, gag her and watch her cry moan and bleed before we tie her up in the basement along with all the others. Some beg for us not to touch them, some swear they will do anything to get free.

Anything. 

Me and my Boys laugh and ask her again, “Anything?” “Yes, anything.” “Well we wanna watch you bleed.” And that is exactly what we do. We make her bleed and cum. Nothing like watching them bleed and cum at the same time. Some bleed more than they cum. Some cum harder than they bleed. 

Sometimes my Boys put me on the street to attract new blood. I will go into some crowded, smokey bar or club dressed in a trenchcoat a bodycon minidress some fishnets, heels and my silver knife jewelry. Walk up to a guy , lure him back to our place and well, after he is surprised when I turn on the lights and he sees my fellow cult members all standing there eyeing him like the fresh meat he is and how quickly his surprise turns to terror when he realizes how badly he fucked up.

Yeah he knows we are going to torture and rape him. Make him cry and bleed. Sometimes the Boys laugh and take a huge 12 inch black dildo and insert it right in his ass just like that. You’d be surprised how many of them actually get off on that.

Then we make them lick the blood off that big black dildo and make him swallow it.

Hurts so good! 

And when they cry like little girls we laugh and I kiss them all over their mouths to shut them up!

After the nipple clamps, blind folds and whippings. It’s down to the basement for them where we put them on ice for another time.

Be careful who you go home with after a night at the club. That’s all I gotta say.

Happy Bloody Thanksgiving Everyone! From Your Girl Yara! What You Got To Be Thankful For?

Yeah, I said it, exactly what that fuck do you sheep have to be thankful for? Being led to slaughter by the powers that be?  You run your asses to the supermarket and buy a whole bunch of nothing cause you were told that is what you supposed to be doin’? Killer phone sex

Well, that’s just fine .

You run out on Black Friday to buy a whole lot of stuff you don’t need? Do you really even want it? Ok, that’s fine. But know this, the holiday season is the perfect time for me and my Thrill Kill Posse to be out on these streets taking advantage of the opportunity presented to us. Like when Y’all all shopping on Black Friday and fighting each other over PlayStations and Flat Screen Televisions, meanwhile you ain’t keeping an eye on your kiddos. That’s when we slip in through the crowd and relieve you of that responsibility. Trust me the little ones? We can get a premium for them . We can sell them to our snuff film associates or our cannibal friends. They love some fresh kiddo kill for the holidays. 

Trussed just like a turkey.

Oh yeah .

By the way, Happy Thanksgiving. Lol.

Snuff Phone Sex With Ya Girl Yara.

Snuff phone sexHere’s what it is about Snuff phone sex. Folks cum and go, but it ain’t gonna be me. I have seen it with my own eyes, they bring in men and women get ’em drugged up have sex with them and then strangle them, or break every bone in their body and watch them die slowly. It’s hardcore shit, but that’s the way it goes. There are parties that are built all around this one simple ritual. Snuff sex. They have these lavish parties in mansions with all kinds of people in attendance, rich, poor. People you know, people you don’t. Wolves and sheep. 

Which one are you?

The slaughterer? Or the slaughtered? You never know ’til you know.  I have seen men and women preening, laughing and drinking thinking they are going to watch someone die, and then watch those smiles and laughs disappear when they realize that they are the ones that are going to die.

It’s a nasty game and I love playing it.

 

Taboo Phone Sex Is What I Crave. Let’s Talk About What You Really Desire.

Yes I love Taboo phone sex. My ultimate goal is to be tied down, raped, sodomized, gagged and fucked by multiple cocks and when I  am cumming just take a gun and snuff me, like in any snuff movie!  I have two masters that I answer to and when they let me loose,I better represent them well! I have to go out and find new victims that we can hurt together! I was one of their victims but now I am down with them and love this life of Taboo phone sex, being gang-raped by bikers, being tortured by evil women, and all the pain and pleasure that goes along with it. Then there are the snuff parties where we sacrifice men and women to our dark unyielding gods. I see everyone at these “parties” models, actors and actresses, movie stars and every day schlubs who think they know what they are getting themselves into but truly have no idea.Taboo phone sex

But they find out quick enough. These are folk who want to watch us hurt people but when their time comes they balk and start protesting about how it’s time for them to leave or talking about their families at home, when we tie them up they start begging and crying. Oh well, next time be 100% sure about what you’re getting yourself into, Oops, my bad… There won’t be a next time. 

It’s all so taboo and you have to keep our secrets or suffer

If you are discovered sharing even the tiniest detail from our parties, I feel sorry for you!

You will burn for that betrayal. 

However, if you want to party. Holler at me and let’s do it.

I Am A Torture And Bondage Slut. And I Love It

Torture phone sex

 

So I was walking down the street one dark night. It was cold the wind was whipping around the corners of streets and the wind was howling. There was no one in sight. My boyfriend did not come to meet me at the bus stop and quite frankly, I was scared. I felt like something very ominous was in the air and I was huddled in my coat and looking all around me. Then I hear music in the distance, like some dark weird goth/hip-hop music I had never heard before. It kind of made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. This black car pulls up, like real old school looking, like a Buick or Cadillac  or something and the windows were tinted dark so I couldn’t even see inside.

The window rolls down and I see a very odd-looking guy grinning at me. He had black greasy hair, a thin mustache and a black hat on. He had a couple of gold teeth but yeah , he was making me feel nervous. He says, “Hey baby girl, why you walking all by your lonesome tonight?’ I told him my BF never came to pick me up from the bus stop. He said, “What? He don’t deserve to own a piece like you” Which I thought was an odd thing to say. He told me to get in the car to get warm but I said no, thank you. I didn’t live that far off and the dude was giving me the creeps! All of a sudden he jumps out of the car runs up on me slaps me across the face and drags me back to the car and shoves me in the back seat. That’s when I notice there is a dark black guy wearing a black leather jacket driving. They were both like, “We got ourselves a nice girl!” They were high-fiving each other and when I started pleading with them to let me go, they were like, “Shut up Bitch!”

I was crying my eyes  out.  They drove me to an abandoned house, dragged me inside, ripped all my clothes off ,tied me up beat me , slapped me across my face, shoved their rigid cocks down my throat ,slapped me across the face if they felt my teeth on their cocks.. They cursed at me, spit on me, the black guy peed on me.

This went on for days, they fucked me over and over again in my mouth, pussy and asshole. I cried so hard and begged them to let me go that I wouldn’t tell anyone. But finally after all of the abuse, I started to like it. I started to really like it. The way their cocks felt inside me, the pleasure… And the pain. I started moaning and laughing and cumming so hard! Finally they looked at each other and said, “this bitch likes it!”and then they really started getting crazy! Burning me with cigarettes, choking me, shoving their cocks down my throat until I gagged and threw up. I couldn’t get enough, I am now a torture and bondage slut and I love my Masters now. This is who and where I want to be. With them. In Hell..