Snuff phone sex slut Terry, destroys a sissy faggots asshole

Snuff phone sex Horror snuff extreme porn is the definition of me, Terry the snuff phone sex evil slut. I am a no-limit, no-taboo operator. Speaking of operators, I would like to surgically operate on your cock. I want to clamp your cock to a Prong collar just so I can hear your horror screams. It gets my young bald pussy sloppy wet! Believe it or not you stupid bitch I don’t stop the torture until my pussy is dripping pussy juice through my sadistic leather outfit, Muha good luck achieving that.

Liquid does not seep through leather so just picture the duration of the slow snuff torture you will endure under my supervision. Muhaha! The very next thing on my list for you would be to stretch your cock so much that I would be able to guide it right into your bloody butthole. Torture sex is what a disgusting hornball like you deserves! The reason why your butthole would be gushing blood in the first place is that at that point I would have shoved a sharp glass dildo so deep up your ass just for thinking I would willingly be into giving you a prostate milking.

Anyhow once we are finished doing that my next order of business would be to have you tied upside down and hung to be spun around in circles by my huge warehouse ceiling fan, while one of my snuff slaves is whip-lashing you with my medieval spiked metal whip of my choice.   You’re starting to get the memo, aren’t you? If you’re into medical fetish, Murder fantasies, or Mutilation phone sex then you are in the right place. Give me a call so I can make sure you experience a series of snuff sessions with your best evil torturer.

There will be no stop word!

Bloody Phone Sex Gets Messy with a Gore Whore

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex fun is what I offer. You can call me a gore whore because I like it messy. Very messy. And I do not care who my victim is either. I am an equal opportunity killer. Young girls, young boys or older women and men, all bleed alike. Well, almost alike. Young blood is brighter red. And it tastes sweeter. Although I am no vampire, the taste of blood does not upset me.

I can kill quickly. But why kill quickly when you can prolong the agony? That’s the best part of any kill for me. I get off on your pain and suffering. Or our victim’s pain and suffering. Although I am a loner by nature, I enjoy killing with the right partner too. However, not all the guys who hire me have the stomach for what I do. Perhaps, they can explore their rape phone sex fantasies easier than they can murder their victim.

I Like My Victims Eviscerated Because I am a Gore Whore

I make a great accomplice because I will not let your victim live to identify you. Marc thought he could kill this young girl he fucked. He met this young girl at the mall who claimed to be 18 and down to fuck him. I did not buy his story that he did not know she was not 18. She did not look anywhere close to 18 when I kidnapped her for him. But I did not care because he paid me to get rid of his problem.

He thought he could help kill her but the simp puked at the thought of gutting her like a pig. This little cock tease likely lies to guys about her age, gets them hooked on teenage pussy then attempts to extort money from them because she is jailbait. But guess what? Today, there is one less cock teasing teen in the world. I eviscerated her. Gutted her in front of Marc. He passed out at the sight of her entrails. Pussy.

Not all men have the stomach I do. Nor do all men enjoy the torture sex as much as me. But that is why I am the perfect accomplice. I can stomach anything. The bloodier the better with me.

Murder phone sex Fantasies make Marley so hot!

Murder phone sex FantasiesMurder phone sex Fantasies make Marley so hot now! I never thought I could love anything like this. My Master was a cruel and sinister man who scared me in ways I never thought possible. He trained me to feel pleasure in ways I had never imagined. He quietly manipulated my mind and body to accept the unthinkable. I guess he thought it was his personal mission to redefine what was “acceptable” and “normal”. Now the new normal is the feeling of ice cold skin in between my legs, the vacant stare while I ride the meat. When my Master started training me to engage in Necrophilia phone sex, I was repulsed by the thought. How could anyone enjoy something so grotesque and twisted? But what choice did I have? My Master was a very powerful man, and I had no power to resist his wishes.

At first, the thought of touching and being intimate with dead bodies terrified me. It felt unnatural and perverse. But, I soon began to find pleasure in this new lifestyle. It was like my Master had unlocked something deep within me, something that was hidden and rarely made itself known. I wanted to please him and so I did.

As I began to explore more deeply, I started to see beauty in the macabre. I felt a strange, dark connection to death as I craved further the pleasure my Master offered me with the dead. I began to understand why the act of necrophilia enticed and excited me.

Sometimes I dread what I’m becoming. I question my sanity and my sense of morality. When my Master looks at me with those icy blue eyes, I can almost feel evil radiating from them. What would he do, I sometimes wonder, if I no longer pleased him? What kind of monster has he created? But I know I must stay dutiful, for the pleasure and safety of both of us and enjoy Sex with dead bodies.

Fantasy phone sex come for the pain stay for the orgasm.

Fantasy phone sex come for the pain stay for the orgasm. Before you deny it you know you have come for the pain. You like the stories of pain. Taking a whip to the behind of some young thing. Drawing the blood. Smell it. Tell me you don’t like it.

            There is no way you can tell me that you don’t like the pain. Punishing someone. Put their head (pick one or both) in a vice grip and cranking it until you see them bulging. Gasping, crying out in pain. Look at how hard your cock is getting. Now fantasize about fucking on top of them as they writhe in agony. Me squirting on you. Not being able to control myself with the need. Driving me to commit another atrocity so that I may get even wetter.

            You being my dupe. My accomplice in all I plan and do. Tying the up. Cuffing, whipping, spanking, you know you are behind me in all I do. Now do as your told and cum all over that crying little bitch.Fantasy phone sex

Ass Rape Porn with Four Legged Friend Used for Torture Sex

I was kidnapped and forced to make ass rape porn!

I looked up at the camera and begging for mercy. Tears were rolling down my face and my throat was raw. I’d gotten kidnapped, locked in this basement, and forced to make ass rape porn. My ass was being ripped apart by that massive fucking cock. I tried to crawl away from the cock ripping into my fucking ass but my legs were fucking shaking. I felt a nice slicing into my back again and screamed outloud. Then, I could feel the knife carving into my skin and leaving a dripping wet gash. 
ass rape porn

I begged for my life again screaming from a sore throat. And that bastard laughed. But he finally got off of me. He grabbed me by my hair and dragged me off the end of the bed. He tied my hands around the bed post so that my head was under the bed and I couldn’t get away. He was gone for a few minutes but when he came back I heard clicking on the floor. Like claws. Then I felt something on my ass again. A warm wet tongue on my pussy and bleeding ass. I had to try not to moan when they licked me. 

Torture Sex with Fido Makes Great Snuff Movies 

Then I felt something else rubbing against me. Fur. I felt the four legged friend climb up on top of me. I screamed out loud. His claws scratched into my already bleeding and shredded back. And then. Then, I felt a slippery rod pushing against my swollen and bloody ass hole. I screamed and tried my best to kick Fido off, but the son of a bitch forced his cock into me. He pumped me so fucking fast and I screamed even louder.

I thought I was going to pass out from the pain when his swollen red knot pushed into my ass too. Then, the splurge of fucking cum shooting inside of me. It was such a massive load. I couldn’t tell if it was his cum or my blood leaking down to my pussy and dripping on to the floor. My kidnapper had picked up the camera and filmed all of it. And he wasn’t even close to being done with me.

Violent Phone Sex with Me Means I’ll Be Your Punching Bag

violent phone sexAre you in the mood for violent phone sex? Many men are on and off the phone. The holidays bring out the worst in most of us. And some men just need a punching bag. Of course, I understand that some men need a punching bag year round like my stepson. I am here for the part-time and full-time abusers. It is the life of a druggy whore.

Soccer mom by day and punching bag by night. That’s the story of my life. Although I am a pain slut, sometimes guys take it too far. But I never have any say in it. I do it for free coke no matter what the cost to me. James got rough Friday night. I can barely move still. My husband thinks I fell down the basement stairs doing laundry. I needed to explain the bruises somehow that would not draw his suspicion.

Although I love my husband, he does not know me at all. He thinks I am a soccer mom. I am that, but I am a druggy whore more than anything. James knows I am a druggy whore. And he knows I will do anything for coke. So, he baited me to his place to party. I was not thinking snuff sex. All that was on my mind was cocaine. Mommy’s little helper, LOL.

You Can Do Anything To Me for Coke, Anything

You would think I would learn by now. I mean coke takes me down the darkest allies in the world. However, I know James. We party together often. He’s never laid a hand on me. Of course, we fuck. But he has never hit me. That all changed Friday night. I said something he misunderstood. Hell, I still do not know what I said. But it pissed him off and like a powder keg, he exploded.

With one wrong comment, I became his punching bag. And once he got a taste for beating up someone who would not fight back, he wanted more. I curled up like a ball on the floor, but he kept punching me and kicking me too. He told me it felt cathartic. So, he got out all his pent-up anger at the world on me. He compensated me with more coke. But this taboo phone sex whore feels like a truck ran over her two days later.  The things I do for drugs.

A Cunts Worth Depends On How Wide Her Shit Hole Gapes!

Teen rape porn Taking a nice big fat cock in my teen shitter is the best accomplishment! As a set of teen holes for men I promise if you can take a rough forceful ass fucking you are top choice meat. The wider your tight little shit hole can gape the more cocks you will be able to please and take at once. My new set goal is to be able to have 3 cocks in my ass and 3 in my cunt all at once. I think I am almost there which I am sure you know if you have seen all my other blogs. I am pretty capable of anything I set my mind to. 

It took me quite a while to be able to fit anything over 9 inches in my ass hole believe it or not. I can finally get my disgusting ass pipe to open up for a 14 inch cock. Isn’t that incredible? At least that’s what I have been told anytime a man with that big of a cock rams himself inside me. I imagine most men would simply want to test out how much a whores hole can stretch open anytime he sees her. Men are designed to hunt for their prey and take what they want. They are made to push the limits of what most can and can’t do; that is why it is my job as a cunt to set my expectations higher if I want to be worth fucking.

Once you understand your place in this world everything else falls in order. Don’t deny what you are and what you were made to do. I got lucky and was trained the minute I entered this world. I was taught what I am good for and what I was made for. Being an uptight, lazy, and boring girl is NOT the natural state for  BITCHES and what they were made to be. If you have a gash between your thighs and bouncy tits on your chest you are a CUNT. Once I understood that my life became so much easier.

Now look at me, I take 14 inch cocks in my shit box, I take dick down my throat hole until I puke, I beg men to piss and spit on me, and I get my cunt force fucked over and over again until I make every single guy cum. I am living proof that expectations can be met. Am I good enough for you yet baby? Do you want to test out my holes and tell me which one is your favorite? Call me so I can show you my purpose 😉

 

Bloody Mess For a Pretty Girl

Mutilation phone sex

Mutilation phone sex became so real for me. I never believed in superstitions and was always one to laugh when told to “not split the pole” or some dumb shit. So, when people mention bad luck, I was not worried that today would be the worst day of my life. Fortunately, Sir wanted to ensure that I was as miserable and uncomfortable as possible. It began with the normal spanking and nipple pinching but then things got scary. He hog tied me to a pole in his basement boiler room and unrolled an extensive torture kit. It yielded knives, scissors, a scalpel, and other crap to cut me open and mutilate me with. He began by tearing taking a firm grasp of my nipples and stretching them as far as they could go. Before I could scream, with the quick flick of the scalpel, he sliced my nipple clean off of my chest. I screamed in agony as he cut off the other one and blood trickled down my abdomen. I watched him toss each nipple into a bucket of ice to ensure an augmentation would be able to get them sewn back on. He stuck his finger in the open wounds and jammed the bloody fingers into my mouth. The gagging from the strong copper taste was nowhere near enough to deflect the pain from having a paring knife jammed into my groin. I thought I was going to faint from having to hold the screams in… “it’s okay Nigger, you can cry if you want”. Massive tears ran down my cheeks as I begged Sir to stop. He pushed the knife in deeper and twisted it a complete 360 degrees before cutting me down and saying, “take yourself to the hospital bitch… and clean up”. The whole cab ride I held the bucket of ice with my nipples in it close to my chest. I cried for I knew that I’d never forget how this Saturday night turned in to a bloody mess.

 

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies Can Cum True with the Right Partner

taboo phone sexI love taboo phone sex. In fact, the more extreme a call gets, the wetter my cunt becomes. When I think about it, it seems weird to me sometimes the things that make me cum. My girlfriends do not know about my dark side. Although they do no I ran away as a teen girl because of my father’s abuse. And they know I got into the adult industry because a girl with no education still needs to eat.

But they do not know about my side gig helping perverts like you explore your dark fantasies too. And I do not plan on telling them. Nor do I plan on giving up my dangerous yet profitable accomplice gig. My friends see I am living more lavishly than before but they think it is because I am a sugar baby and a stripper with wealthy patrons.

Although I do have a few rich vanilla sugar daddies, the real money is in teen rape porn. I help men make their dark fantasies a reality. And I give them a little video to remember the occasion. Charlie and I made a hot porno last night. I procured him a sweet young innocent girl. She looked so terrified too, which only makes it better. Few of my clients want a willing piece of fuck meat.

Having a Young Sex Slave in Your Basement is Smart

She did not put up a fight when I stole her from the park. I just gave her some bullshit story about knowing her dad. But I took her to Charlie instead. He will be her daddy now. He enjoyed fucking her tight little girl holes so much that he wanted to keep her. Usually, I either dump them somewhere drugged with no memory or I snuff them for the client.

But if he wanted to keep a young girl as a sex slave, I had no problem, with that. And I understood. Having a young girl in your basement in a cage for your rape phone sex fantasies whenever you want is smart. Maybe I can bring you a young girl too.

Evil phone sex with Stephanie the snuff slut

evil phone sex

I’m a freaky, evil phone sex whore and I can’t stop thinking the most fucked up thoughts. I’m looking to chat with a deviant daddy who has an innocent, little brat for me to torture and eventually snuff out. Fuck being an accomplice, I want to be the main one inflicting pain on that little bitch! Daddy doesn’t even have to get his hands dirty. He only has to get his dick wet with the juices from my whore hole! My ultimate fantasy is to have my filthy slut pussy pounded while I’m cutting his tiny fuck toy open and playing with her guts! Of course, we would start out by ripping her clothes off and tying her up with her hands behind her back and her little legs spread wide open. I’ll attach her ankles to ropes so that I can pull it tight and pop her hips out backwards. That’ll open her legs up even more for him! Daddy can stroke his big dick while I’m beating, whipping and burning his precious brat. Anything to hear those little screams that get me so excited and horny.  Her pretty, little mouth better be big enough to take her daddy’s dick or I’ll run my knife straight through those butter soft cheeks of hers and cut open a new hole for him to fuck. I’ll let him fuck her pretty face a few good times before I we ruin her pussy together. After her daddy blows a nice load in her cunnie, he can take my hot cum holes from behind. It’s going to be so hot draining her Daddy’s balls while I’m dissecting his daughter. I’ll let him reach in and grab a handful of that bitch’s intestines to wrap around tightly around my throat like some kind of leash. He’ll need something to hold on to when he’s ramming his dick all the way in to fill me with his seed. If you’re a daddy who’s willing to spare your brat for the pleasure of an evil whore, then hit me up!