Category: Bloody phone sex

Rape phone sex fantasies made me torture him

When I was young, I learned Rape phone sex fantasies can be anything as long as long as you’re the one taking control. That’s what I figured when I fantasized about giving a boyhoe exactly what my unclw gave me. That’s why when I met a young dummy to follow me home, I was happy. It was making my cunty tingle thinking about abusing someone like my unc abused me.

Rape phone sex fantasies

After I got him in the house I lied and said we were going to play a game. I drugged him and tied him up. Just like my uncle does his victims. Seeing his limp body at my dispose like a toy had something burning in me. I grabbed one of my uncles toys he uses and rammed it down his throat. “Choke on it I said like my unc said many times to me. As he choked, I couldn’t help but laugh.

When he passed out, I did what my uncle always does, and I rammed my toy up his ass. He woke screaming like I had many times, so I rammed my panties in his mouth. It made my pussy tingle and that’s why I kept ramming his little asshole even after he bled, I just kept pushing more panties inside his mouth. Soon he stopped moving but I still wanted to try things, and I did.  Just like my uncle likes Sex with dead bodies, I liked torturing his snuff body. No wonder you love it too.

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You kidnapped my perky bits before I could even get home, tortured teen school girl, trapped, nabbed, taken for you sick barely legal bitch fetish. You’ve turned me into a sick fuck accomplice to help you hunt and trap little ones for your perverted creepy collection.

I lured as many in as I could for you and your masked pedo buddies, all still in our little uniforms. One by one slashed, gashed, cut up, you shoved your massive meat inside all us fertal virgin young girls. Spreading my bald, tight, little gash I was forced down, working all three dangling big dicks at one time, gagging, turning blue with my tongue drooling out on a big fat dirty dick, spit filled shaft, dripping down off my chin.

My hair pulled, blood dripping down my head into my eyes I’m forced to be a “good girl”. Violating, abusive teen fuck train, clapping and blasting my oozing bratty cooter, all our sweet small snatchs turned into cherry poppin blood, puss, cum filled holes for all you sick fucks. My dripping damp clammy cunt couldn’t take it anymore.  Ass in the air, cocks smashing my tight twinkie at the same time my slimmy little pussy getting pummeled, dicked down, shredded, skin ripping apart. 

Violent phone sex with me will make her pussy suffer

Violent phone sexMy cunt drips for Violent phone sex, pure raw, bloody torture! I love being your hot accomplice whore to select the most innocent little sluts to violate and defile. My pussy quivers with sick anticipation every time we pick out a fresh victim to abuse for our twisted amusement.
I’ll hold the little bitch down and spread her tight puffy slit while you force your thick cock inside her dry, unprepared hole. She’ll squeal and cry, and shit, does that turn me on more. I want to see her sob as you brutally pound her into submission. Make her your broken rape doll.
You and I both know she’s never been stretched before. Her tiny twat will suffer excruciating pain as you wreck her virgin hole. I can’t wait to make her beg for her life. Instead, you’ll shove your fat dick in her ass and make her scream. I’ll rub my cunt as I watch the life drain from her innocent eyes. Watching you defile her will make me cum so hard.
Torture sex gets my pussy dripping wet. I love that you and I share a taste for making young cunts suffer. It’s so fucking hot when her tight hole clamps down in pain as you defile her, knowing she’ll never be the same. Fuck, I’m so wet thinking about absolutely ruining some fresh meat.

Strangulation Phone Sex Because I Can

strangulation phone sexStrangulation phone sex I enjoy. Of course, you cannot strangle me. If you even think about it, I will rip your cock off with my teeth. Men underestimate me all the time. But I can strangle the life out of you. Sometimes, like this weekend, it was all I could do to save my life. A guy hired me to help him kill his baby mama who he told me wanted to bleed him dry.

Normally, I do not ask questions. I take the money and run. I am an equal opportunity killer. But this guy misrepresented himself. And he wanted me to kill his daughter too. Why? Just to save money? When I questioned his motives, he tried to strangle me. Misogynistic men never survive me. So, I gave him a swift kick to his nuts. And I pulled out a knife I had strapped under my breasts and sliced his tendon. That hobbles a man quickly.

Men Who Try to Hurt Me End Up Dead

Although I wanted to make him a snuff porn star then, I also love to make folks suffer. The slice to the tendon did cause significant pain, but not enough for my preference. I cut and stabbed him a bunch more times, but not enough to kill him. Just enough to make him wish he was dead. I planned on strangling him to death like he attempted to do to me. Karma is a bitch I told him.

After a couple hours of torture, I strangled him. Watching the life run out of his eyes, I just smiled. He put up a good fight, but I evened the playing field when I sliced his tendon and left him with over 100 cuts on his body. Of course, I took the money he agreed to pay me. Never did kill his wife. She would be better off without him. I dumped his lifeless body in a wooded area for wild animals to feast on. I killed him at his house, not mine this time. But I left none of my DNA at his place. I am a smart killer, even when I kill in impulse.

Men, I am stronger than I look. Do not attempt to hurt or kill me unless you have death wish.

Torture Sex For Rena Makes Her Cunt Dripping Wet

torture sexAs I lay there, bound and helpless, I couldn’t help but get turned on by this type of torture sex.  The anticipation of what was to come filled me with both dread and arousal. The man who called himself You approached me, his eyes darkening as he ran a rough hand down my body. He was huge – much larger than any man I’d ever been with before. His touch sent shivers of excitement through my core despite the fear that gripped my heart.

He began by teasingly tracing his fingers over every inch of my skin, paying special attention to those places that made me squirm in pleasure: my breasts, stomach, thighs… everywhere except where I ached for him most – between my legs. Finally, after what felt like an eternity of tormenting build-up, he positioned himself at last between them and slowly pushed inside me.

I gasped at the initial pain but soon found myself lost in the sensation as he started moving within me; each thrust causing a fresh wave of agony mixed with ecstasy to wash over me. It felt so wrong yet so right all at once; like nothing else mattered except this moment where our bodies were intertwined in a dance of dominance and submission.

His hips pounded against mine relentlessly while his other hand roughly squeezed one breast while pinching the nipple on another sending shockwaves through out entire being .As if reading my thoughts ,he leaned down ,his hot breath fanning across face “You love this don’t you?” He growled into ear .”You love being used like this.” And suddenly I couldn’t deny it any longer. The truth was undeniable; I did love this – loved how he took control and made me feel wanted despite the circumstances. My body responded eagerly to his every touch, moaning in pleasure as he continued to pound into me without mercy.

Mutilation Phone Sex is The Best Summer Solstice

Welcome to Morticia’s realm of Mutilation Phone Sex. In my circle of magic I will sacrifice yet another useless male. Well you are not completely useless. After all that sperm is used to fuel my powers.

Enter if you dare. Entry of my lair is consent. Obviously you are consenting yourself to become my plaything. In fact a victim of my sadistic desires and needs is what you are. Without any ability to wiggle free.

Now that you are under my spell the knives come out. I will fucking destroy your “Manhood” and make you an Eunuch. The very thing that makes up you male hormones and manhood, is mine. I will castrate you and laugh as I hold those testicles in my hand.

Then I toss them to my beasts to feast upon. Well actually I toss them in the blended. Since I stole your balls I may as well cut of that useless dick as well. After all you no longer need this either. There my sacrificial spell for Summer is done.

Now you are useless as a man when my mutilation phone sex takes over. Maybe I should just tie you up from a suspension in my dungeon. And bring in the big beasts to use your remaining thing of pleasure. That’s right the rape fantasy of a beast fuck is now yours. He will destroy and eat you.

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Snuff Porn Star Blair is Running Out of Her 9 Lives

snuff pornAs a snuff porn star, I get myself in one bad jam after another. My problem is that I take everyone at their word.  Perhaps, my problem has more to do with my love for cocaine, LOL. I want to believe what people tell me because I am desperate for coke.  Or the money to buy coke.

With my son I know he gets rough. But he gives me so much coke, and the good shit too, that I never feel it until the coke wears off. And then I just do more coke. But sometimes I answer ads in fetish and kink magazines or work with snuff directors for cash or in exchange for coke. And even though we agree to terms, they rarely adhere to them. But I keep remaining hopeful that one will. Or perhaps that’s just my desperation that is being optimistic.

Leroy and I go back a few years. And I have never had an issue with him. But this week he lit me up and almost ruined me. No safe words honored. No limits adhered to either. And now I can barely walk. I almost became a real snuff sex victim. He sent me to the ER for stitches. I told my husband I fell. I’m such a good actress, he believes every bullshit story I tell him.

I am Running Out of Lives

I signed up for a hardcore bondage photo shoot. But what I got turned out quite differently. He beat me to a pulp. Punched me in the face repeatedly. Not even my boy does that to me. He knows how valuable my sniffer is. Not sure what got into Leroy. He’s never been this violent with me. But after the last punch put a gash in my head he apologized and told me someone paid him for a violent phone sex session, and I was the only one he could think of who could handle that level of pain.

But I just barely handled that level of pain. Now I have 15 stitches in my head, a broken nose, and a few cracked ribs plus countless bruises. So, I guess I have no “safe,” supplier anymore.  And no nose to snort the coke and dull the pain. Not even my son would ruin my sniffer.

Bloody phone sex makes my snuff pussy explode

Bloody phone sex means I am soaked head to toe. I love lying tits deep in fresh blood. I feel like I will turn into a vampire, forever young and beautiful. When my clit hits warm blood, I can cum instantly. Nice and sticky, I am ready for my Master’s perverted torments. Bloody phone sex
Master usually starts by beating me with his belt until my tits are covered in bloody welts. He calls me a filthy whore and tells me to beg for more. “Louder, you worthless cumrag!” he screams as the leather bites into my flesh. “Beg me to allow you to pleasure me with your holes!”
Only when my voice is raw and bleeding does he consider me adequately punished. He unchains me and forces me to crawl to his feet, kissing and licking his combat boots. I look up at him pleadingly, tears and snot running down my face. “Please, Master, use my cunt!”
Master grabs a fistful of my filthy hair and drags me upstairs. He shoves me face-first into the mirror. “Look at yourself, you disgusting whore. What do you see?”
“Your pathetic bitch, Sir!” I sob. “A broken object for you to ruin however you wish!”
He backhands me across the face. “That’s right. Now go prepare one of the donors.”
I scramble to obey, knowing what this means. I climb into bed with a naked, unconscious man. Probably some poor slob Master drugged and brought back here to be my favorite living dildo. I wrap my cunt around his flaccid cock and start to grind, feeling him begin to swell inside me.
It’s so deliciously degrading to rape a helpless victim, to use his body for my own pleasure without his consent. I ride him harder, panting and moaning like an animal.
I’m so lost in perverse ecstasy that I barely even feel the first cut. The knife slices into my tit, and searing pain explodes through my body. I convulse and howl, cumming violently on my rape victim’s cock. My blood pours down my chest and splatters his face. I go wild and suck the blood from my Snuff sex victim.

Bloody Phone Sex Fantasies Find Inspiration in Horror Movies

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex fantasies I masturbate to often. I love the sight, the smell, the feel and taste of blood. Perhaps, I should have been a vampire. It should be no surprise that I love horror movies. I am not the rom com kind of woman. Not the romance kind either. So, no Notebook for me. Sometimes, horror movies inspire my kills.

I love Eli Roth movies for their graphic nature. And Hostel 2 might just be my favorite. For one scene too. Although I love the premise that we can buy a snuff experience, the movie resonates with me because of this one scene. A woman buys a snuff experience in the opening of the film. And she buys a young woman too. Then she suspends her above her while she lies in a metal bathtub 4 foot below her. And after she teases the kidnaped girl with a sickle, she eventually splits her open and lets her blood and entrails wash over her.

Horror Movies Like Hostel 2 Inspire My Snuff Kills

But that scene alone inspired many of my snuff sex kills. And I saw an opportunity to recreate another movie moment over the weekend. I lured this young teen girl to my place. She thought I hired her to walk my dogs not to bathe in her blood. When it comes to blood, a young girl makes the perfect victim. A young girl’s blood tastes sweeter. It took nothing to subdue her once she picked up on my sinister vibes.

I knocked her out. And she woke up naked and suspended over my also naked body. She looked like an angel flying above me. Her fear made my pussy wetter. I took my sickle and slowly sliced her open. Her blood cascaded over me like a wave. Her entrails followed. As I rubbed her bright red blood into my Goth white skin, I saw the life drain out of her. Literally drain out of her.

But I took in the experience. Savored my sadistic phone sex kill. Young virgin blood will help me age gracefully. And keep me looking like I am in my 20s still. She may not have appreciated her sacrifice, but I did. I even saved some of her blood for my morning smoothies.

Torture sex on a young slut is what you have been needing

Your big pcock thinks about Torture sex on a tight young slut. The younger the better. It makes your dick so stiff think about holding how her little arms and spreading her legs. After you rip her panties, you stuff then in her mouth. Best way to muffle her screams. If you had a more secluded place, you would let her scream. It only makes your cock harder and harder.

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But this works, since you have neighbors. Because she is so small you can over power her. Easy to force her legs open and have her wide open. As soon as your pedy dick feels the heat coming from her virgin cunt, it starts to bounce and throb. Right away you ram your cock inside her. Her screams are muffled as you rip her virgin hymen with your big cock. The tightness of her cunty wrapped around your cock has you ready to cum.

But you want to savor the moment you use her little body, for all the Rape phone sex fantasies you need. That’s when you slowly slide your dick in and out her little cunty. As she resists and fights back, her pussy squeezes around his dick. “Fuck you’re going to milk me fast, good thing no one is looking for you” you say as you fuck her deep. “I’ll have plenty time to abuse you and use your holes” grunt as you start to cum inside her. Just like my uncle you are a horny sadistic pedy fuck.