Roleplay Phone Sex Turned into Medieval Torture

roleplay phone sexI love roleplay phone sex. And I do not even mind a little violence mixed in. I have made my share of cosplay porn. And trust me in the seedy underworld of snuff that I travel, I’ve been everything from a schoolgirl to a witch in these sorts of porno films. A director that I work with often because he’s got the greatest coke called me up. Usually, I call him begging for a gig so I can earn some money. But this time he called me because he had a client who wanted to do a Halloween themed porn. Of course, I said yes.

And I didn’t really think about the particulars. I never ask the right questions. Hell, most of the time I never ask any questions except for how much money or how much coke I will receive. Because that’s all I care about. But not asking questions gets me in trouble every time.

When I arrived at the studio, I didn’t see the usual people there. Clearly, this would not be a big production snuff porn. But it didn’t matter if the film would be seen by only one person or many. Because I just did it for the money.

Perhaps, I Will Never Learn to Ask Questions or Say No

My director friend sent me a script, and it seemed harmless enough. I would be a witch being punished for casting spells on people. However, it seemed a little unclear what my punishment might be. And once again, my dumbass did not ask questions. I had tunnel vision. I just wanted the coke. Well turns out that me being a witch wasn’t all of the story. This cosplay porn had a medieval torture theme. First, my costar hung me from a scaffold and whipped me. Whipped so hard the flesh tore from my body.

I knew I would regret this. Because I started to regret it once I felt blood trickling down my back. It felt like medieval torture sex. Although I’ve been tortured sexually most of my life, this felt like nothing I experienced before. My costar inserted this device that looked like a steel cone in my ass. Although I’ve had bigger things up my ass before I had never experienced anything like this. My costar cranked it, and it turned my asshole inside out, causing it to bleed profusely. This felt worse than anything my ass experienced before, and my ass has experienced a lot.

More torture occurred. But nothing topped that steel cone in my ass. By the time this film concluded, I looked like a bloody swollen mess. However, I did have my money. However, honestly, I don’t think it feels worth it. Because now I’m out of commission for a bit. And it’ll be a while before anybody can fuck my ass again. Why do I never ask the right questions or any questions for that matter? One of these days I will end up dead.

Snuff Sex Adventures Are The Best in Autumn

There is something about Autumn. It’s season of death is a perfect time for Snuff sex. All the sexy costumes and Halloween happenings. Then we have bonfires and scary happenings in the woods. What perfect time to guise a killer anal sex ring of beheading.

Obviously this has been a theme for me as I took to it quite well. It’s just that I have a thing for ass fucking. And with a juicy ass like mine how could I not? The beginning was with me being taken and taking that dick on a live stream.

First I was meant to die. But the mere fact I got so damned wet and excited as that dick slammed into my ass over and over again was only the start. Then I was in pain and walking home in the roughest part of town. I stumbled upon a drug deal and these men just knew I needed to be roughed up more.

The moment they star my butt ring so pink swollen and tender they knew they needed to give me more pain. Big dicks slamming into my ass and hands around my neck. The grip got harder and my asshole started to prolapse.

Finally the belts came off and the whipping of my hole began. I squirmed out of the excitement of my cunt. And the guys just got more extreme with their torture. My sopping wet cunt saved me.

Snuff sex

Evil phone sex with Stephanie

evil phone sex

I’m still patiently waiting on the signal from Mr. B that means our evil phone sex calls can finally become a reality. He’s going across the country to hunt down the bitch that his twisted brain can’t stop obsessing about. Together we’re going to torture her and snuff out every one of her closest family members. Both of us are tired of only being able to mutilate this whore in our fantasies. Once we finally get our hands on this bitch, her mom, sister and even her little girl, there will be no end to the fucked up fun we’ll have with them. Mr. B has the same taste for blood that I do so I know that once the blade of my knife is gliding through that bitch’s flesh and I’m hand feeding him her organs, his cock is going to throb and pulse harder than it ever has. Her eyes, tongue, lips and eventually her heart will all be carved out piece by piece, chewed up and swapped back and forth. I’ll let Mr. B slurp her chewed up body parts off of my tongue while I ride his fat, stiff dick and our victims bleed out on the floor next to us.  Hurry up Master B, your snuff loving slut is ready to help you claim our victims! 

 

Ruptured and ravaged, torn apart into peices

Bloody phone sex

He was a hottie and said he loved me, treated me like gold when I normally get treated like bloody trash. I knew he had something up his plan, too nice means too dangerous, well we’ll have to see about that.

He loved to party, always got me high, drunk, then we tie each other down, play choking games while he’d romanticly slice me up my body with his sexy god damn knife. I didn’t mind a bit, my pussy would leak with lust the more and more aggressive he’d get, even bringing whore’s in with us only for us to fuck, pound, suck, play with and take our rape fantasies out on her with each other. I just love laughing, giggling, rubbing my wet tight puurrrrfect moist kitty every time I would hear that bitch whimper and moan. “Keep screaming bitch and watch what happens” he screams and I step on her face, haha!

 Bloody accomplice, covered in cum, no evidence left. 

He was an evil fuck, had no soul in his eyes and wanted to trash any evidence that could be found. With her tied up, cut, shredded, hanging, barely breathing after getting rammed in every god damn hole it was time to stuff that bitch into place that no one could see. She’s starting to scream as I hold her arms back, while choking her he shoves his cum bloody cock up her broken, torn up and raw bunghole and busted his evil nuts, blowing her ass out, bursting spooge all down her legs.

With one blow to her head, slash to her neck that was the end of the bitch. He took her down to the dungeon of hell, cut her up into pretty pussy pieces, shoved in a bag and tossed to a river.  Another slut bitch left for dead, I may be his next……

Killer Phone Sex in Time for Killtober to Kick Off

killer phone sexKiller phone sex October started yesterday. I consider this my favorite time of the year. October to me means murder and horror movies. I really embrace Halloween. In fact, I start early. And I’m off to a good start. I saw this hot teen slut hustling guys at the mall. You see it all the time. Cute young girls who know that they can use their tight teen bodies to get what they want, especially from perverted, older white men. They drink their Kool-Aid.

And often time I do murder men. For the most part, most of you I find useless. And the only way you can amuse me is when I’m torturing you. But this time on the first day of killtober, I selected a hot teenage slut. A future gold digger. Maybe even a future porn star. She had men eating out of her hand. And I don’t look at her as competition. She can have all the dirty old white men she wants. My sexual pleasure comes from torture sex and murder. I literally get off on being a sadistic bitch.

October Turns into Killtober for a Murderous Bitch Like Me

And I got off killing this little tramp. I played to her vanity and told her I was a scout for horror movies. I’ve been using that line for a decade and girls fall for it every time. And it’s not because I look trustworthy. I scream stranger danger. But stupid girls always trust women. And they always want to believe that I really want to make them a star. This time I had the foresight to text a man that pays me good money to fuck a girl just like this before I kill her. So, I saw a way to profit from her death. He could fuck her and then I could kill her, and we both win.

We met at my kill shack like we do every October. He enjoys force fucking a virgin young girl, and I enjoy killing her, and mutilating her body after he’s done. But I told him I couldn’t promise this girl would be a virgin. I watched her in action. She didn’t act like a virgin. However, the surprise was on me. She bled like a stuck pig when he put his dick in her pussy and broke her hymen. She screamed bloody murder, but that’s a sound that makes me wet because it’s the sound of fear and pain.

Sometimes, I Like a Man to Fuck a Little Slut Before I Execute Her

I had no problem letting him make a teen rape porn with this girl before I carved her up like a Thanksgiving turkey. He fucked her unconscious. He might’ve had his hands on her throat as he buried his alpha cock inside her little bitch cunt. And I loved seeing his dick covered in blood. After he came inside the unconscious slut, I woke her up with my knife. I carved a pentagram on her chest. I sliced her nipples off, and I even cut her clit off too. And I stabbed her ass and pussy for more blood.

Eventually, she died from blood loss, and I fed her to the wild animals outback of my kill shack. But I made a bloody mess. But October brings bloody sex fun, and I plan to kill a lot more people because the month just begun. So, my question to you. Do you want to be my accomplice or my victim?

Bound and Broken: My Master’s Delight

Torture sex

Last night, my master had a new toy for me—a teen girl with a tight, virgin pussy and an asshole that begged to be stretched. He bound me to the bed, my wrists and ankles secured with thick leather straps. “You’re mine to do whatever I like,” he growled, his eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure. I nodded, my heart racing with a mix of fear and excitement.

He started with my pussy, his fingers probing and stretching, preparing me for what was to come. I moaned, my hips bucking against his hand, begging for more. He obliged, his fingers slipping into my soaking wet cunt, his thumb circling my clit. I was a writhing mess of lust and need, my body aching for release.

But he had other plans. He grabbed a dildo, a thick, veined monster that made my eyes widen. “This is going in your ass, my little slave,” he commanded, his voice firm but gentle. I complied, my body trembling with anticipation and nerves. He lubed it up, his fingers teasing my tight little hole before slowly pushing the dildo in.

I gasped, the sensation of being stretched, of being filled, overwhelming. He fucked me with it, his hips moving in a relentless rhythm, the dildo sliding in and out of my ass with ease. I could feel every inch of it, the way it pulsed, the way it hit that sweet spot that made me see stars.

As he pounded my ass, he reached around, his fingers finding my clit, teasing and tantalizing. I was a mess of pleasure, my body convulsing, my screams of ecstasy filling the room. And then, with a final, powerful thrust, he came, his hot, sticky cum spurting onto my back, coating my skin, marking me as his.

In the aftermath, he untied me, his hands gentle as he rubbed the circulation back into my limbs. I curled up against him, my head resting on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. “You’re such a good little slave,” he whispered, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on my back. “Master’s proud of you.”

Torture Sex in the worst way By Monster Cocks

Torture SexI must have Victim written on my fucking forehead. Heading to a party, that I wasn’t really invited too, but my friend asked me to go with her. I dressed real Slutty Showing off my perky tits, and a tiny little mini skirt that barley covered my freshly shaven snatch. I never knew torture sex awaited me. As soon as Kendra and I got inside, I knew it was going to be a fucked up situation.

There stood atleast 20 fucking guys, all drinking and acting like pigs. Showing their asses, Cocks, and tea bagging eachother. Kendra and I, The only tits in the whole fucking room. I immediately found the liquor.

“What the fuck are we doing here Kendra?” I questioned as I poured myself a solo cup full of fucking bootleggers blue raz. ” See that guy over there, The one with the mullet, I Like him so much and he invited me to come, so I brought you Be thankful”

Fucking Bitch, Kendra clearly didn’t realize, we were the only fucking girls at this college party.

Then the Bullshit started. I just wasn’t in the mood. Drunk college guys hitting on me, grabbing my tits and ass. One even pulled up My skirt. All while Kendra melted over a stupid guy.

I was ready to go home. So I started to leave and I was stopped. A Plastic bag placed over my head and pulled tight. I couldn’t see, I couldn’t breathe and I thought This was it, I was going to die. I was dragged down to the floor. My Skirt ripped, and Panties Torn. Without any warning, I felt one of the biggest cocks enter me. Hard and Dry. His dick forced it’s was inside my pussy Ripping the flesh of my walls. He fucked me So Rough. I tried to scream, but I was losing air, and just when I thought I would pass out from the lack of breath or the fucking pain.

A Hole was poked in the bag.

Breathing so deep, and screaming out the exhale. I was getting pounded as I was held to the floor, heavy ass knees locked down on my shoulders and my arms pinned.

” If she didn’t like it she wouldn’t be so fucking wet” He spewed to his buddies.

“Im next”

Oh My God. It must have been a fucking requirement to pledge this house to have a Monster dick. The next cock was even fatter. He fucked me deep and hard. I Looked for Kendra, and she was in the corner, with mullet fuck, Just letting this shit happen to me. I realized It didn’t matter if I screamed.

A Cock Shoved In My Mouth, Then Lifted to ride a big fucker, and a dick shoved in my ass. I was getting the roughest orgy of my life. I Just let it happen…

Turns out there was a requirement to pledge that fraternity. It was to get a dumb fucking bitch to come be a cum dump for the boys. I was Kendras fucking Key to the Mullet fucks Adoration.

Fucking Cunt

 

Bondage Phone Sex with Me Might Cost You Your Life, Your Cock or Both

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex I am no stranger too. As a reformed slave I have spent plenty of time tied up and abused, but those days are in my rear view mirror. Or so I thought. I ran into a guy that I did not recognize, but he clearly recognized me.

When I stepped out of the strip club, he grabbed me and shoved me into the back of his car. It wasn’t until he took me someplace that I recognized, that I remembered him. I had been to this place before. But I did not have fond memories of it. This guy used to work with my former master. And he was so twisted and demented that even my sadistic ex master took him off the payroll. I guess he didn’t get the memo that I was no longer a slave.

He tied me up on the bed and told me that I owed him my pussy. But I disagreed. I did not owe him a thing. It’s not my fault that my master would never let him fuck me. I didn’t belong to him. I belonged to his employer. But he believes that I cost him his job and almost cost him his life too. However, I know if I would’ve fucked him way back then, I would’ve lost my life as soon as my master found out about it. I refused to let him fuck me now not without a fight.

Since I Earned My Freedom, I Will Fight to Keep It

I did not want to be a snuff porn star again. And I knew if he fucked me, he would kill me immediately afterwards. So, breathed in and breathed out, and thought about how to play this. I convinced him that I always wanted to fuck him, but master got in the way.

And I persuaded him to put his cock in my mouth. What a stupid move on his part because I bit his dick off with my teeth. Although I remained tied up, I knew I had a few minutes to get untied because he started bleeding profusely. I’ve removed balls before, but never a dick. He bled a lot. I ended up covered in his blood. Small price to pay for defending my life.

Did I mention I’m double jointed? I learned to be double jointed because men tied me up so much that I would’ve been left for dead otherwise. It might surprise you what people can do trying to survive. Once I freed an arm, I untied the rest of the knots. And he still appeared coiled up in a ball on the floor crying like a little bitch. I thought about just making a run for it, but this motherfucker would hunt me down and kill me. Only the strong survive right?

Try to Kill Me, You Might Lose Your Cock

So, I kicked him a few times in the groin. He couldn’t move. Honestly, he appeared in excruciating pain because of me. So, I sat on his chest and put my hands around his throat. I wanted him to look in my eyes when he took his last breath. Strangulation phone sex might not be common for me, but I’m no stranger to it either. So, I channeled my anger into my hands as I took his life.

He came after the wrong bitch. I know how to fight for my life. I’ve been fighting for my life since my schoolgirl years. And now that I have a taste for freedom, I will fight even harder to survive. So don’t fuck with this bitch unless you want to die too.

Bound and Begging: My Deviant Desires

I lie down on the bed, my legs spread wide, offering myself to you. “Suck my tits and finger my pussy,” I command, my voice dripping with desire. You oblige, your lips wrapping around my hard nipples as your fingers slide into my wet cunt. I moan and arch my back, pushing my body towards you, begging for more. And then your cock joins in, thrusting into me with a satisfying thud. I’m a writhing mess of lust and need, my body craving release. And then, it hits me, a tidal wave of orgasm that leaves me gasping and trembling. I pull you up, pressing my lips against yours in a messy, passionate kiss. “You’re such a good little slut,” I whisper, my hand reaching down to stroke your throbbing cock.

I can feel every inch of you, the way your cock pulses, the way your hips move in a relentless rhythm. It’s a filthy, messy act, and I fucking love it. I’m your plaything, your toy to use and abuse, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

You flip me over, my ass in the air, and you spank me hard, your hand leaving a stinging imprint on my flesh. I yelp, but it’s a sound of pleasure, not pain. You grab my hips, pulling me back onto your cock, and you fuck me from behind, your thrusts deep and powerful. I can feel your balls slapping against my clit with each stroke, sending shocks of pleasure through my body.

“Harder,” I beg, my voice a desperate whimper. “Fuck me harder, daddy. Make me cum.”

You oblige, your pace quickening, your cock swelling inside me. I can feel my own orgasm building, a coiled spring ready to snap. And then, with a final, powerful thrust, you cum, filling me with your hot, sticky seed. I scream, my own release tearing through me, my body convulsing around your cock.

Knife play phone sex the best mess

I honestly find it funny when a guy thinks his kinks are super rough and then I tell them I’m into knife play phone sex and blood. Then they become all nervous it’s actually cute. So silly of them to think i’m just a small girl that wants it a little rough, when in reality I want to suffer and feel pain make me bleed. I’ll even help you make others bleed, we can make them suffer in agony. 

Knifes are always so fun to play with, I love the things you can do with them. They are basically pencils for skin and can make such cute designs. And they bring such great pain to whoever is on the other end of the knife, letting them bleed from the nice cuts. Making them watching me lick there cut I just gave them always turns me on. There has been some “incidents” where I’ve definitly had to teach a lesson or receive punishment. 

Me and one of my girls went out and were being bothered by this fucking prick. He thought we were some nice girls and was trying to look cool in front of us. When all I as thinking is all the way’s I could torment him and puthim in agony begging me to stop. He was very persistent on telling us to come to his saying its so fun and so many things to do. Insisting on how my whole world would change was he was inside me, and he was just irritating me more and more.

But I had a better idea I said let’s stop by my house and then go to your house.  This gave me time to get my favorite items to make him suffer, for being such an annoying prick. His live meant nothing to me and hearing his screams was going to be music to my ears. 

Once he stopped by I ran inside and grabbed my favorite knifes and ropes and other things that I knew would cause him pain. Then I went back out and got into his car, and we were on my way, my friend already knew what my plan was and was smirking in the back.  This guy would not shut the fuck up the whole way there, bragging about his sex, and how he knew every girl wanted him. His stupidity was just fueling my desire to torment him even more. 

Once we got inside, I told him he should show us his room while he goes and gets drinks ready downstairs. I went and put my duffle bag down and looked around to see how I was going to tie him up. He came upstairs with drinks on a tray with my friend smirking beside him. I told him we should just chug the drinks together and that I had an ecstasy pill for him so he can be hard all night.  Without even glancing at it took it in a heartbeat and recommended we cheers. Cheers to an unforgettable night, which I could honestly agree to. 

After downing our drinks and taking a shot or two, I told him to get comfortable on the bed and that we were going to have some kinky fun. laying down I start to undress him and put his above his head and using the rope to secure that he wouldn’t be able to move. Then teasing him and going to his legs and tying them down.  Then I went to my bag and took out my favorite knife, and the handle of it was so cute too. 

When I turned around his face went so pale and he became so nervous and afraid. It was such a site to look at seeing him go from a annoying prick to a scared little bitch was a perfect transition for me. My friend was watching laughing her ass off seeing his face like that, and hearing her laugh made me laugh. So, he was just looking at us laughing thinking we are crazy, and his thoughts would be correct, but he didn’t think fast enough.  

Approaching him he started thrashing and asking me to hurt him and it was already too late. Taking the blade and sliding across his cheek making a nice cut into his skin.  Watching the blood start to drip it honestly was making my pussy wet. He started screaming and for such tall guy I thought he’d be tougher then that. Then started cutting his clothes off and stripping him naked. I told my friend to go pick something from the bag. She chose to pick my metal whip and whipped his abdomen hard and leaving such yummy marks. 

Once he was naked, I started with his legs and put the knife into his foot nice and deep making his foot pour blood. He started thrashing his body around even more trying so hard to squirm. I was going to use his flinching and squirming against him just holding the knife to his calf and letting his thrashing do the work, causing a deep gash to open up. I put the knife to his face again telling him “awe look sweetie I think your squirming is making your cuts deeper, which I don’t mind I like watching you suffer”. Clearly this is the lesson he needed. 

 

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