Category: Bloody phone sex

Faith’s Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

murder phone sex fantasies There was something different about Dr. Mitchell. All of the women in the neighborhood fell all over him because of his charm and he was smoking hot too. He was a little too perfect to be the normal guy they all thought he was. I was going to find out what kind of a sicko he really was. I got myself invited over for dinner, and he was called away for work. He asked me if I would stay and if we could pick it back up when he returned. That gave me the perfect opportunity to snoop around.

Downstairs in his basement he had a doctor’s exam room set up. There was a woman strapped down to it with medical restraints. She screamed into the cloth gag, and her eyes were blood-shot and desperate. I stroked her hair and told her I would help her. Then Dr. Mitchell came down and caught me. He told me he knew I was a curious fucking slut. He just left long enough for me to find his patient. Then the murder phone sex fantasies began. His patient didn’t make it. I might have drained her when drawing blood, oopsy.

Castration Phone Sex is Charity Sometimes

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is my specialty. Most of my calls are spent making tiny dick losers eunuchs. I do a lot of accomplice work too. Not that I do not love killing little bitches with you because I do. I hate brats and think the world needs less of them. But my passion is making this world a safer place for women like me. Men think with their dicks no matter how big or how small those dicks are. Men are impulsive. Most do not like to hear no. I recently started a side gig. In this #MeToo world many women are still not getting justice. Their attackers get off or are never brought to trial because in a he said she said world, the man usually wins. That’s not justice for women. Men who try to drug me or do not take no for an answer get one free junk removal. I have a castration and a medical fetish phone sex badge of honor, LOL. Why not do this for other women.

medical fetish phoen sex My fees are very reasonable. I will castrate a man on the word of another chick for $300-$500 no questions asked. I charge loser men $1500-$2000 for junk removal. This side gig is a passion project designed to get rid of men with inadequate equipment who do not know how to use it properly. I am being honest. The world is a better place without toxic masculinity. I did a job for free last night because a bunch of coeds sought me out for a frat boy who thinks his 4-inch nub is God’s gift to women. He likes to get coeds drunk and explore his rape phone sex fantasies. Not anymore. Used one of his victims as bait, and then I put him in my castration chair. They were all there with me holding knives to his junk when he woke up. He was strapped down and unable to fight. He was a big boy with a little dick. My first group castration project but it was therapeutic for those girls and wicked fun for me. This rich boy was never going to pay for his crimes, and he was going to just keep on shoplifting the pooty. No more. We took his balls as a collective. I know I am a cold-hearted bitch, but I have a charitable side. I may even take your junk for free too.

Don’t Talk To Strangers

Taboo phone sex

You asked me for a night of fun but I was met with a night of terror when you took us to an abandoned warehouse, in the middle of the night, in the middle of nowhere. You forced me out of the car without even asking me my name after picking me up from the bar. We met a group of scary men who circle around me. “Run.” You demand and my body takes over. I feel the back of my shirt being ripped off as I sprint through the dark warehouse. Strobe lights flickered and I came face-to-face with a hatchet! My screams echos as my skirt are off next! I am only in my panties when I am dragged down by my hair and met with a fat black cock being shoved down my throat! I feel hot, sharp pains in my back as I choke down the cock! The last thing I remember was feeling and watching my blood drip to the floor.

Torture phone sex w/ Terry

Bloody phone sex

Those sweet little cunnies look so nice wet! I have been going to the community pool in my housing complex and I can’t help but admire those young fucks in there little two piece bikinis. I noticed a handsome man snapping pics of em’ and thought to myself how perfect we would be together as one. I thought about all the cruel things we could do to those twigs! I fantasize daily of snapping their fucking necks and masturbating while watching a masculine man pop their cherries… while that little fuckers body is limp! Then again, I would really like to hear the screams and cry outs she can make when she is being pinned down and force fed his cock in every last one of her sweet little bald holes. I would love to smother those lolitas with my pussy while he fucks her with his long thick dick from behind. Her gasping for air and the vibrations of her screams going into my body through my silky wet pink hole. I will use that bitch like a personalized vibrator! Accepting applications… Any takers? Torture phone sex

Bondage Phone Sex, Snuff and Dismemberment

bondage phone sexI enjoy bondage phone sex. Sometimes, however, it gets too extreme for me. I have made a living off my body one way or another. I hooked on the streets for years until I was old enough to become a nude fetish model. I have always been tall. I was not always buxom, however. About 15 years ago, a fetish photographer took me under his wing. He bought me boobs. I worked them off doing shoots for him. He is retired now, but he still sends business my way. He knows a girl like me can always use money. This lead he had was for a legitimate porn studio. They needed a model with experience for a snuff porn shoot. This would be rough simulated sex and extreme bondage. The pay was too good to make me pause and really think about the legitimacy of it all. I showed up at the studio, but no one was there. I heard some sounds, so I went exploring. Bad idea. I happened upon a woman being eviscerated. No way this was staged. Not with those screams. I started to run but tripped and fell. A guy grabbed me and pulled me into the area where they were dissecting this woman like a lab frog. I was at the wrong fucking address. Flipping some numbers was about to lead to my demise. There was no saving this woman. Her entrails were on the floor, and I was slipping in her warm guts. I thought I was a dead woman, until one of the killers recognized me. He knew me from a fetish shoot. I tried to tell him I was no saint. I name dropped who I use to work for and then said I was now a very skilled accomplice phone sex partner. I told him I could do clean up or bring him more girls to mutilate and snuff. We made a deal. My life for my silence and my assistance. Just when I thought I was free, I fucking flipped some numbers and walked right into a real snuff flick.

Bloody phone sex slut

bloody phone sex

Bloody phone sex makes your cock throb. Go ahead and pull out that dick and slide it into my bloody asshole. So many guys have had their way with me and used me up. I’m not here to complain or talk about my sob story. I’m here for you and to please as you make my gaped asshole your cum aim. 

Let me know that I am nothing but a gross whore and I am unlovebale. Show me that I will never be anything more than a  cum dump and will be a bloody bitch for the rest of my life. 

I’m going to be beaten and abused and fucked so hard that my insides feel the penetration. I’m the kind of girl you fuck over and feel no remorse about doing so.

Anal Torture Sex, Again

torture sexTorture sex fantasies are common with a submissive slut like me. Men know when you are desperate for cash, attention or drugs. I am usually desperate for all three. My stepson knows this all to well. He dangles carrots in my face and every time I say no more, I cave because he gives me what I crave and need which is a big bag of coke. He showed up last night while his father was out of town on business. His brothers were asleep upstairs. I knew it was him at the door. It was almost 2 am and I heard the door open. It sounds a beep in my room. No one was breaking in. Whomever came in had a key and knew the code. With my boys asleep and my husband out of town, that left my stepson. I sighed heavy knowing this would be no fun for me. I went to do a bump quickly and realized I was out. Ugh. Now, I was going to have to do what he wanted. What he wanted was to make a violent ass rape porn. He had a client wanting a personal movie just for his spank bank collection. My stepson gets the money and I get some coke. I knew there would be blood, shit, piss and pain involved, but I was desperate. I was out of coke. I would have agreed to be dismembered. I was prepared, well I thought I was. A baseball bat up the ass sober with no lube rips your asshole apart. Makes it bleed too. I am sore today. Sorer than I have been in a long time. My asshole is swollen and bleeding still, but the coke numbs the pain. I would say that I will not be his taboo phone sex whore again, but I will be desperate for coke again soon.

Screams Make my Pussy Wet

torture sex I love torturing little ones with you, just hearing their screams makes my tight fucking cunt wet as hell. I love to put my huge fucking black strap on cock and slap her little face with it while she cries and pleads for me to let her go. I take my strap on while she opens her mouth to scream and shove it down her slutty pathetic mouth. I laugh as I take my cigarettes and start putting them out all over her little titties while I choke her with my strap on until she falls unconscious. I pull it out of her mouth and shove it deep in her tight fucking cunt making her wake up screaming which is just what I wanted. I take my knife while I am fucking the little whore senseless and start carving my name so that she knows who fucking owns her. I smile at you while I fuck her tight pussy watching you stroke your cock . You love watching me dominate and torture my little ones while you sit back and stroke your cock until you cum. I could tell you were getting close so I grabbed my knife and sliced her fucking whore throat watching her choke on her own blood while you cum in her fucking mouth.

Submit To Your Dark Mistress!

Castration Phone Sex

A dark twisted slut like me deeply craves the submission of men! My favorite calls are mistress domination and cock/ball torture, that is where my dark little soul shines through. When a man asks me to relieve him of his cock and balls my little heart gets a trill of excitement. I find it so sexy when a man knows he is undeserving of his penis and desperately needs me to destroy it. On my domination calls I love humiliating those pathetic excuses for men by sitting on their faces or making the drink their own piss from my shoe. There is no limit to how sick and perverse I can be on our calls and it makes my cunt wet knowing that men crave submission to me, their dark Mistress Ivy.

He Gave Me Domination Phone Sex

domination phone sexHe said I needed domination phone sex. I explained that I was trying to be an accomplice now. I have paid my dues and earned my freedom. He smacked me hard across the face because he thought I was getting too big for my britches. He said, “Once a whore, always a whore.” The more I pleaded, the harder he hit me. He was in a mood. He released me from his clutches last year. I earned my freedom fair and square, but when he gets into a mood, there is no reasoning with him. Even the sex trade industry has suffered shortages. He has lost a few key operatives who help kidnap young girls to keep the business thriving. He told me, he needed to use me for a client. I quipped that I was too old for his clientele, and he smacked my face. He said this one client prefers used up old whores. When I tried to explain that I was neither old nor used up, he put a ball gag in my mouth. He told me to shut up and take care of his client. Men who prefer women like me, usually have snuff sex on the brain. This man just needed a punching doll. He wanted a fight, and the younger girls are too scared to fight. Not me. I put up a fight even though I am scared. I want to live. This client of my former master was a sadist. He burned me with cigarette ashes. He fisted my ass.  He used a taser on me. He punched me hard in the stomach. So hard that I puked. He pushed my face down in the vomit and made me lick it up. Four hours of hell. I survived though even if barely. I have a cracked rib, two black eyes, burns and bruises all over my body and bloodied swollen fuck holes. I thought my days of snuff porn were over, but just like that, I was pulled back in.