Torture sex on a traitor white girl who loves big black cock

Torture sex Don’t you just love snuffing cunts and hearing whores scream in agony… I do too! My latest victim has done pretty well during Slave training the worthless Submissive whore knows exactly how to enjoy the pain she is forced to endure while having Torture sex. I’m a bisexual gothic slut who gets off watching stupid bitches like her get their fuckholes slammed by massive Big black cocks.. She is some dumb blonde bitch who has a thing for nigger dicks. We started as friends, but after watching her at play and seeing how many cocks she drains in a day. I knew I had a more suitable position for the skank!

She is lucky I found a way to put a price tag on her torn-apart cunt. Me and my boyfriend love watching cuckolding porn but not the kind you think of. We prefer to see these bitches gagging, turning from pale to blue, and crocking on their big black dicks. That’s what a worthless white whore gets for trading on our ancestors. She’s the newest star of an Ass rape porn we recently posted on Motherless.

Viewers have been swarming in just to see the fucking bimbo get pounded like the dirty cunt that she is. I put a shock collar around her neck… If she screams too loud it’ll set itself off. She is to pretend or either learn to fucking enjoy the pain. Her asshole is still gaped since last Wednesday, literally the size of a half dollar! She’s nothing more than a Fisting whore now.

She always bragged about her being a Cock size queen and not settling for anything less than 8 inches… Well looks like I’ve upped the bitches standards. Not even an 8-inch cock will be able to reach this whores inner g spot! She has been taking on nothing less than 11 inches! Soon those niggers will enjoy having Sex with dead bodies, her dead body that is.

Suffocation Phone Sex is Give and Take

Suffocation phone sex renaI love suffocation phone sex as you take my breath and I give you a hard cock. It may start by you shoving your cock down my throat.And when you shove your cock down my throat and choke me with it, forcing my lips around the head of your dick until I gag. You can feel every vein in your dick pulsing as if it wants to explode inside that hot little mouth of mine—and sometimes, when we play rough like this, it does just that.

My saliva drips down onto your balls while they twitch uncontrollably against my face as you move onto getting really into taking my breath away..

The feeling of your huge hands around my neck, squeezing just enough to make me gasp for air… it gets your thick cock so fucking hard. You tell me as you watch my beautiful face turn red and those pretty eyes bulge out is a sight that makes your huge cock throb with need.  As you tighten your grip, I can feel the heat between us intensify.  My pussy is dripping with juicy goodness soaking my panties by now.

When I start to struggle against you, trying desperately to catch my breath, it only turns you on more. My soft moans muffled by my hand over your mouth are almost pushing all that energy down to your cock. Your cock is like it’s own person wanting to punish my cunt in the hardest ways it can.  It pounds it like it’s on a mission all while you continue to take my breath away, literally.  And then there’s nothing but silence when you finally let go—the sweet release from oxygen deprivation making everything else seem that much more intense when it comes crashing back into focus again.

My pussy is completely dripping wet from the anticipation, the pounding, and the feeling your cock throbbing gives me; every time yourself push myself deeper inside.

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Snuff Phone Sex Means I am Not Your GFE or Your Blowjob Queen

snuff phone sexI work a snuff phone sex line. And I am clear that I am not your girlfriend. Yet, every damn day I get several messages like “Hey, Boo,” or “What color are your panties?” Seriously, you are going to ask a killer Goth chick about the color of her panties. Black, like my heart will be my response going forward.  I am not who you contact when you feel horny. Not unless you want your junk removed. Read my fucking blogs losers. I do not give a virtual blowjob unless you want me to be Lorena Bobbit.  

Since I am clear about who I am and what type of calls I do, I never feel bad for virtually castrating or snuffing a guy out. You do not call a sadistic phone sex bitch for a blowjob. And you don’t call her to be your girlfriend. I am not your GFE. More like your CPE. Castration phone experience. I possess a large collection of testicles and dicks in mason jars in my basement. What is another pair to me?

Call at Your Own Risk. I am Not Your Girlfriend

Now, I do not just do virtual castrations either. Although I grew up on a farm, I prefer to castrate with knives not castration bands like they use on sheep.  I herded a few men Friday night. A bunch of punk college boys came into my Goth bar and began making fun of Goth girls less secure than me. So, I got in their faces, and told them they cannot come into our bar and start hurling insults. They did not take well to a Goth girl telling them what to do.

So, I drugged their beer with the help of the bartender. Since there were 5 of them, I needed help. And I got it. Every Goth chick in the bar helped me in my first ever group castration phone sex experience. One girl restrained the guys for me. Another one took off their pants. The bartender heated up a pan for me to cauterize the wounds. And I went from one loser to the next loser cutting off their balls. It got messy but these losers slept through it all, sadly.

I Prefer My Castration Victims Awake for the Torture

Although I prefer my victims to feel the pain and hear my reasoning for why they deserve to be without balls, we needed to get these guys out of the bar so they would not know where or how they lost their testes. My knockout drug fogs the memory too. The bartender drives a truck, so we piled them up in the truck bed, and dropped them in the park. The bartender erased the camera footage of them entering the bar and rigged the system to look like an older date. You know protection if anyone comes asking if the guys came into this bar. That night was a girl’s night.

I might have some future accomplices with my ladies from my Goth bar. At least for castration. They might not go along with all my other killer activities, LOL. I am not for the faint at heart.

Torture sex gets my pussy gushing like an artery!

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Torture sex gets my pussy gushing like an artery! I know for you there is no greater thrill than seeing the fear and agony in some little slut’s eyes. I love it too Daddy! The power and dominance that comes with inflicting pain on fresh meat gets me so fucking wet. It turns me into a rabid animal who constantly needs more.

I was thinking it would be so much fun for us to find some toys to play with. We’ll find a sweet young thing, maybe babysitting out some where in the middle of nowhere. We will taunt her, call the house and make obscene noises. We will tell her how we want to lick that pretty piggy cunt of hers. We will make her blood run cold with that hot thick cock of yours.

I love to take my time with them. I like to make them think they are eventually going to be let go, as if it was all a bad dream. But no, Daddy, no way! I wanna make sure you use up those holes as much as you want, as hard as you want. I will beg you to make that little pussy bleed from your cock, I love the taste of that sweet young blood.

Let’s find some innocent meat and have ourselves some fun. We’ll stuff their tight holes and make new ones to fuck when we get bored. And when you’re in need of some intense pleasure, just give me a call for some hot and wet Violent phone sex. Trust me, you won’t regret it.

He Forced Me to Engage in Blasphemy Sex

blasphemy sexHe forced me into blasphemy sex. Although I am not religious now, I was raised as a Catholic girl. My mother had two lives. The good Catholic church going woman who the church thought was a saint. And the incest loving cocaine loving dirty mom who my brother and I knew was no saint at all. I loved her dichotomy.

Now I possess that same sort of dichotomy. On the outside I look like a normal soccer mom. Occasionally, I go to church but not as much as I should or did. I do have a lot of naughty things to confess. Like the fact that I too love fucking my sons and partying with coke.  When Dave called me telling me he had coke for me, I knew we had to hang out.

But the addy he gave me was for my church. Well, the church I went to as a little girl with my mother. He wanted blasphemy phone sex to party with him. A few hail Mary’s and God will forgive me, right? Secretly, I apologized to God, as Dave made me admonish the Almighty for his darker counterpart, Satan. I felt like God might strike me down at any moment as I cursed his existence while doing lines of coke off Dave’s cock.

Fuck the Almighty One, Hail Satan

We partied in my old church. Fucked on the red velvet alter leaving cum stains everywhere. Dave pissed in the coffers, and I masturbated my naughty cunt with a cross I saw hanging. Big ass cross too. Gaped my cunt and ass. I will be honest here. Being naughty in a church I went to as a little girl felt incredibly dirty and taboo. But I did it for the coke.

Dave is a devil worshiper I discovered. We hailed Satan while fucking in almost every pew. Left my mark and scent everywhere I could. Not often I go to church anymore as a taboo phone sex whore, but boy, this visit will land me in hell for good.

Goth teen phone sex

Goth teen phone sexAs I sit here, gazing at my reflection in the mirror, I can’t help but wonder if there’s something lurking beneath the surface of my seemingly perfect life. Despite the accolades of beauty and the appearance of a happy existence, I’ve always felt unattractive. There’s an unsettling suspicion that something might be amiss within me, a whisper of insanity that I can’t quite shake.

But recently, I’ve discovered a peculiar source of beauty, not from an injury as one might expect, but from a deeper place within myself. This newfound beauty has led me on a twisted journey of self-discovery, one that I initially attempted to suppress.

Knife play phone sexI’ve intentionally inflicted pain on myself, not in the traditional sense of seeking aid, but out of a dark desire for exploration. I’ve been immersed in a realm of self-discovery, one that’s led me to crave external torment and torture. My pursuit of pleasure has transformed into an insatiable thirst for someone to fulfill my darkest fantasies. I yearn for the creation of a sinister playground, one where extreme taboos and dreadful conclusions reign supreme, and where my ultimate, horrifying fantasies can finally be brought to life.

As I delve deeper into this dark abyss, I find myself inextricably entwined in a forbidden kink that I can’t deny. The line between pleasure and pain has become blurred, and I’m questioning my own sanity. But even as I venture into the unknown, I’m drawn to the thrill of it all, the adrenaline rush that comes with stepping into the darkness.

Accomplice Phone Sex Partners Can Be Difficult To Find

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex partners are hard to find. Most men think I am pranking them when I tell then we should go out and find a young whore to fuck and torture. Either they think I am crazy, or they think I am setting them up. Perhaps, I am a little crazy. You do not get raised like I did and do not come out a little warped on the other side. But I am not fooling or pranking men. I enjoy hunting for girl meat with a partner.

And I think most men enjoy hunting with me too. Think about it. You meet a blonde babe in a bar. You share some adult drinks. Get to talking and she suggest that the two of you explore your rape phone sex fantasies together. Like how fucking hot is that. Well, that’s just what happened with Jacob last night. We met a seedy little bar where I find lots of men down to violate tender age flesh together.

Let me tell you something. I make a great accomplice. Not only do I have an eye for talent, but I also can lure talent away much easier than you can. This bar I frequent is next to a no tell motel. Perfect for taking a little whore to and fucking her brains out. Jacob seemed impressed with my preparedness. I had disguises in the car ready to put on, drugs to knock our victim out and I rented the no tell motel room with a stolen credit card.

Hunting with a Partner is Way More Fun

We drove around for a bit and found a young girl walking home from the park. It was dusk, and I told her I knew her mom and she got in the car with me. Jacob hid in the back seat, and we drugged her with a quick needle in the arm. I carried her into the motel room, like she was my sleeping daughter. Jacob tied her to the bed after I removed her clothes.

And we made a teen rape porn from a seedy roadside motel. She never woke up. After Jacob sodomized her and popped her cherry, we left her in the bed to sleep it off. Hotel staff will find her in the morning and the little cunt will not remember a thing. We cleaned up her cunt, took the sheets with us and sanitized the place before we left. No DNA will be found in that room at least. Would you hunt with me?

Domination phone sex teen succubus sucks your life force

Domination phone sexDomination phone sex succubus sucks your life force away. Imagine my big brown eyes glaring up at you as I deep-throat your cock and suck your soul, Literally! 

Well, you never know what lurks in the night. Succubi takes the form of whatever will get you the hottest. It’s a mind meld that starts long before you see her.  Perhaps you feel a little fatigued right after your cock gets hard. You were looking at that lady and her daughter across the restaurant. But your eyes were on her teen. You brush it off and watch as the two finish their meal and leave. Then your cock gets hard again and you struggle as you want to leave the restaurant and follow some young ass. 

Domination phone sex teen succubus sucks and fucks  your life force away with a cum load!

Then, this teen succubi of Fantasy phone sex sits down right in front of you. I lick the cream off your leftover dessert and put it in my mouth. I suck long and hard on my finger. As I look into your eyes I whisper “That hard-on will go away if you just let me fix it! Go ahead, get up and walk out, I am sure the patrons won’t mind you having a huge erection with a sweet teen sitting at your table. “

“Let me help you. Aww”, I grinned, looking at you nodding and permitting me to take your cum and life. 

My hands play with your cock under the table and you almost man out loud at the blast off in your pants. How cute! 

“Follow me. “

In the alley, I drop to my knees and tell you it’s time to repay me bitch! My mouth sucking your cock so hard as You feel your life force vanish with each suckle and gulp. “Oh baby, no,” I push you to the nasty concrete and pull my panties down and straddle your fuck stick.  I grind against you, my hips moving in a circular motion. “This cum is to make a new little succubus, and your life will go into her!” I moan in pleasure as you thrust inside of me and my body trembles in delight. I reach my climax and collapse on top of your cold dead body.

How is that for an Evil phone sex cum grab? I’ll suck and fuck the life right out of you!

Satanic Ass Rape Porn Whore Sacrificed to Satanic Cock

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Satanic Ass Rape Porn Starring Your Favorite Whore

My ass and pussy are reeling from Satanic ass rape porn. I decided to sacrifice my whore body to Satan. And in return He’d make me one of His demonic succubus whores. Giving me the power to lure and control men, and then completely drain their horned up cocks. But I didn’t realize how painful it would be. I was sitting in a circle of candles. I was naked and chanting. Calling Satan here to take my soul with that giant devil dick. I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter with every moment.

Torture Sex Will Turn Me Into a Succubus 

Then I felt it. I felt the need to finger this wet evil phone sex pussy. It was like something warm was already inside me. That warmth kept growing and growing and stretching my cunt out. Then He materialized in front of me with His cock already buried deep. Satan was dick deep inside this pussy. His cock was ribbed with little spikes and was 12 inches of solid steel. He pushed that dick in so deep that I could feel it tearing it’s way into my womb. I could feel the pain of Him shredding my cunt apart but underneath it was this sick, satanic pleasure. I squirted all over that satanic dick.

But He wasn’t done with me. His cock pulled out of my pussy and I felt it forcing it’s way into my asshole. I tried to grab His cock and stop it. There wasn’t even any lube. But Satan just smacked me hard. I thought I would black out. And then the searing pain of that demonic dick permanently ripping my ass in two with the evil torture sex. I was screaming in pain. Begging for mercy. And then I felt it. That warm demonic cum inflating my stomach and I felt it flooding my ass. It was warm and then I could feel the demonic power filling me.

Violent Phone Sex Tendencies Should Be Harnessed

violent phone sexI am prone to violent phone sex tendencies. When I was a schoolgirl, some shrink diagnosed me as clinically psychotic. My parents worried about me. I was a quiet girl. A Goth girl too. No friends but my grandpa. But I did not need any friends but him. He saw potential in me. He saw me in him. Perhaps the serial killer gene skips a generation. My youth mirrored that of the fictional character Dexter. However, I never spent time locked in a storage shed with my mother’s dead body.

My grandpa taught me how to kill. As a schoolgirl I acted impulsively. Like the time I killed my bully when she followed me home and began taunting me. To this day, she is still listed as a missing person. That’s because my grandpa covered up her death for me over 20 years ago. He carried her dead body to our farm, put her in a wood chipper and used her evil ground up bits as hog feed. I am a killer phone sex bitch because of my grandpa.

My Grandpa Turned Me Into a Stone Cold Killer

I miss him. He made me the smart killer I am today. He too learned to harness his psychotic nature. When I was little, he ran a prison, and often tortured death row inmates as a way of getting out his anger and tending to his violent needs. Eventually the state shut down his prison, and he retired. But he did not stop killing and torturing people. He helped me with my hit list. I had a long list of school bullies and teachers I wanted to hurt. And he helped me kill and torture them all.

In the process, he taught me how to kill smartly. And he shared with me key principles I carry with me today, like do not kill folks with a connection to you. Find a surrogate. Do not kill in your own back yard, which means never bring a victim back to your place or kill someone in your neighborhood. Find a place not connected to you to kill, like my kill shack in the woods.

Grandpa was my first accomplice phone sex partner. The only one worth a damn in my life. So, now, I am looking for a new hunting buddy. Some one I can mentor just like my grandpa did for me. Is that you?