Category: Bloody phone sex

He Punished Me

Taboo phone sexI walked in and he pushed me to the bed. I had been naughty and needed punished. The fear in my eyes pushes him harder and he became relentless. I had raised my head in public without his permission. Now I was to pay. He was going to humiliate me, and I had no choice to submit to my master. He put me in a latex dress with no panties, no bra and hooker boots. He attached my collar and put on my leash. Then he bent me over and without any lube at all rammed a huge butt plug deep inside of me. He smacked my ass and told me it was time. I hung my head and followed him as he put me in the car. We arrived at a run-down building that I knew all too well. A private club of dominates. He pulled my leash and I followed him. At the door he pushed my on all fours and made me crawl through the door into the middle of the room. There was a ring set up with whips and dildos and clamps and vibrators. He pulled me up and bent me over, pulled the butt plug out and rammed my ass hard for everyone to see. Then he ripped off my dress and told the crowd that I was theirs to do with what they pleased tonight. Would you like to hear all the kinky evil things they did to me? Or maybe you want to join in. I can never say no.

Medical Fetish Phone Sex

medical fetish phone sexMedical fetish phone sex calls are not what I get a lot. And I am grateful for that because every time a guy says he has a medical fetish I get a pit in my stomach. It is always some sort of wicked torture beyond any threshold a pain slut could have. This call was no different. Honestly, I should have hung up or said I had an appointment. The first thing he asked me was if I had Ben Gay. That was followed by if I had Q-tips. Most women over 30 have both.  That pit in my stomach grew bigger because I had a good guess about what he wanted me to do. I sat down on my bed and spread my legs, then my cunt. I grabbed a leather belt to bite down on because I knew it was going to hurt like a bitch. I also knew where I was putting it. He had no interest in putting that Q-tip in my pussy. We both knew that hole was a canyon compared to my urethra. He called it the 4th wonder on a woman’s body after the pussy, the ass and the mouth. I have had sounding devices in my pee hole before, and I piss glass and blood for days after it hurts so much.  I bit down on that leather strap and braced myself for pain. I much prefer snuff porn roleplays to torturing my own body. My eyes were welling up in anticipation. I did the best I could. I tried to jab the cotton tip down my pee hole. It was hard to talk, bite and shove at once, but I did it. And it hurt. It burned something awful, and it hurt like nothing else. Blood came back up on the Q-tip. My caller just laughed and told me thanks for playing before he nutted and hung up. I am still burning when I pee, but as long as u are happy, I am happy.

Violent Vixen

Violent phone sex

 

My crazy, fucked up life has turned me into some sort of cruelty craving creep who needs things like violent phone sex and tortuting some helpless, kidnapped cunt to get off.  I’m an obvious product of my environment, years of being endlessly raped and abused at the hands of those who are supposed to protect you will kill you.  Sometimes though, a brutalized body hasn’t caught up with the soul quite yet leaving an empty shell of a person, completely dead inside roaming the earth looking for a purpose, for satisfaction, for love.

I’ve found my calling.  My purpose is pain, sadism is my satisfaction and, as for love, well lacing and lashing an unlucky victim is the closest thing to love I’ll ever know.  Guys, girls, everyone is a target for my learned hatred.  All the disgusting pigs clomping around with a spark for life in their eye and an obvious lack of circular cigarette burns and razor thin scars on their limbs need to be shown that there really isn’t anything worth living for.  I’m the monster who needs to show them.

Whether I participate or orchestrate in the depravity is simply up to how I’m feeling in the moment, but one thing is surely for certain…  If Willow wants you, Willow gets you and I won’t be happy until the light of your soul shining in your eyes has faded completely.  Your husk might survive, but your spirit will be broken for good.  Just like me.

 

Sadistic Phone Sex Temptress

sadistic phone sex

Let me just say that there are some wild fuckers out there. There seems to be a lot of sadistic phone sex calls coming in lately and I am absolutely loving it! Sometimes they’re from guys who want me to be the sadistic one, but most of the time, it’s guys who want to really put me through my paces. I, of course, love any kind of BDSM, torture, and pain, so what we talk about when you call me is entirely up to you. I trust that you are going to come up with something that is fucking epic.

I have had all kinds of twisted calls, but knife play calls are probably my favorite. I just love feeling that cold steel against my naked flesh while my lover tells me what he’s going to do to me. That’s more exciting to me than when he actually does start cutting. But don’t get me wrong – feeling that knife slice through me is such a glorious release and it makes me have a screaming orgasm every single time. Do you want to talk about knives or something else sadistic? 

Kidnapping Phone Sex With Aubree

Kidnapping phone sex

When I got bored last night all I could only think about was how fun it would be to snatch me a young dumb slut. I could fuck her asshole hard and deep with my new strap-on dildo. That is what I did I picked her up on the street like a hooker slut, but I could tell her youth under all her cum dried make up smeared face. As soon as she was in the apartment, I knocked her out with a handkerchief. Dirty slut woke up tied up and naked. I had my strap-on on. I slapped her with it a few times enough for her to open her mouth wide. I shoved my strap down her throat until she chocked and gaged. When it was wet and gooey, I pushed her on her belly and pushed my cock in her asshole.  She yelped out in pain, but I didn’t care that just fueled me more. I ripped her asshole open until she was lubricating my strap. I wrapped my hands around her throat as I kept pounding her hard. It exited my cunt so much having the pounding she was getting rubbing up against me, that I started cumming I didn’t even notice she had stop breathing and I had asphyxiated her. Her body was limp. I didn’t care I had cum very hard, I just had to figure what to do with her body.  

Castration Phone Sex for Darwin Award Winners

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is popular with me. I do a lot of castration calls weekly, but every now and then I meet a candidate for the Darwin Awards. Chuck was this week’s winner in my opinion. I met him months ago. He hired me to castrate him, then backed out at the last minute. It happens more often than I like. It is the reason I take a half payment up front. It is nonrefundable. I will not just let a small dick loser back out of an agreement without getting something out of it for my time. Chuck has been calling for months trying to get me to castrate him again, but I do not give losers a second chance to screw me over. My time is precious and there is a lot of preparation that goes into getting ready for a castration phone sex call. 

castration phone sexTwo nights ago, this Darwin candidate showed up bleeding at my front door. I was not sure how he knew where I lived. I never give out that information. He must have stalked me. I let him in my house, but he was not going to leave. The fucking idiot tried to castrate himself and ending up taking everything. He took  his cock. He wanted to pay me to attach his dick back on. He was not Lorena Bobbitt’s husband, and I was not a nurse. I was not going to attach his Frankenpenis. This stupid mother fucker deserved to die. He was too stupid to live. He managed to cauterize his wound. I could let infection set in and turn his body septic, or I could kill him because he was too stupid to live. I mean he really mutilated his junk. I was surprised he was still walking and talking. 

castration phone sexI was a bit disappointed that I could not remove his dick, but he did save me his worthless balls. I do love castration phone sex. I have a lot of sharp knives and even an old death row electrocution chair I converted into a castration chair. No one does more dick removal than me. Since Mr. Darwin Award did most of it for me, I was left with killing him. In his weakened state, he was no match for me. I was able to tie him up and carve up his body. I removed his nipples first. I cut his tongue out too.I saved the balls for last. Well not completely last because I stabbed his asshole with the knife I would have used to cut off his junk. The loser came to a castration queen to save his life. He definitely deserves the Darwin Award because Chuck is the stupidest man alive. Well, he was the stupidest man alive. 

Torture Cunt Slut

Taboo phone sex

Grabbing and snagging little girls is a naughty, naughty thing to do baby. You like using and abusing us don’t you? That’s why you grabbed me from the streets and shoved me into your trunk. You’ve taken my teen body away and hidden me in your sex chamber of torture tools. You start by making me pierce my own tits. Then next is my clit by my own hands. The screams made by my throat at my own piercing make you jerk off your dirty cock even harder. Then you take multiple smaller needles to my cunt and tits like acupuncture but deeper. Way too deep. What are your scary plans on using this slutty all up? What dirty things are forced upon me?

Blasphemy sex and Gardening

Blasphemy sex“Look down, you’re talking to your Goddess! Denounce your “God” and worship me in a blasphemy sex sacrifice!” I hiss at my offering. I have my hoe raised above my head in my fresh tilled garden! She is so fucking scared and that fear is making me quiver with Power. Her boyfriend lay bleeding out beside her. His head had a gaping wound and he was moaning and convulsing. How did this naked bitch think she was going to survive? One look at me should have been enough to tell her that I was here to kill them both. The blood was going to help my garden grow nice and big Venus fly traps and other carnivorous plants. I smiled thinking of the fertilizer I had right in front of me. Very cheap too, just a couple of hitchhikers looking for a free ride South. Free fertizzler, just needed some elbow grease and a satanic ritual to complete my flowering demon plants! Killing two birds with one stone as I knew that this sexy teen would please the dark lord. I had made the two couple in front of me holding a knife to her throat while he came inside her in a blasphemy sex ritual. My garden welcomed both the sperm and the blood. And soon when I turned my dirt and used body parts for plant food they would thank me for the feast of flesh that would help my plants grow! I raised the hoe over my head, began speaking in tongues and smashed her boyfriend’s brains all over the dirt! blasphemy sex“Oh, you shall be the greatest gift my beauties have ever received! Dark Lord take his blood and bless me for the evil inside of me needs to grow in power!” Should have heard the little bitch scream! My pussy ached to kill her right away! But I knew that I would need to tie her up and torture her to get the truth benefit of this gardening dark ritual under the way. What’s more i tied her to a tree like a common little slave as I beat her body. I called on a dark priest and he brought two of his own demonic servants to pump her body full of cum! And darkness fell across my garden and my dead body fertilizer, my little sacrifice was growing weak. We began to chant before I sliced her throat to finish my ritual with a purest form of blasphemy sex that would feed my plants.blasphemy sex

Babysitter Phone Sex Donor Day Operations

Babysitter Phone Sex

On this very fine National Donor Day, it’s time for babysitter phone sex since we’ve had such generous donations this year. The problem is, the meat is fresh and still kicking so I’m going to need some help dismembering these young ones. Oh yes, you heard me right. We’re harvesting from live brats this year as a mass movement in the factory! We’ve hired help straight from the prison yards and even death row. Only the most fucked up freaks can work for us. We’ve got the tools needed to collect the organs and body parts. Don’t worry about killing them first! Here, let me show you how it’s done.

I walked over and snatched a little girl from the floor. She had thick glasses and could have been my little sister in another like.”Pay attention. Grab the piggy by the arm.” I said as I hoisted the little girl up. My fingers dug into the soft flesh of her arm and she whined out. She didn’t seem to speak any English which made what I was about to do so much easier. Asking for a babysitting phone sex whore is how I ended up with a basement full of babes to butcher.

BabySitter Phone Sex She started kicking, so I grabbed her by her hair and smashed her head off of the wall. She said something that sounded like “Please, hungry, hurting” and that only turned me on so much fucking more! These little bitches are just toys, but I figured I should get my little charge something to eat with. I grabbed a pair of chopsticks and rammed them up her nose. She was screaming as I forced her head down to the floor – causing those wooden sticks to go up and impale her in the brain. I’d retell this story during intense babysitter phone sex, but every time I relive it I get so horny!

She was still twitching as I rolled her over and gutted her open. I wanted to see what pretty colors her insides were, and I knew I could. She split open easier than an Easter ham, and blood gushed up to meet me! I sorted through her organs, cutting the last beat of her heart from her chest. The little whore didn’t speak or move again but she did follow me with those lobotomized eyes the entire time I was sorting and sifting through her sweet meats, pulling the bad from the good. Overall, this little bitch was going to make us several thousand dollars. Such a nice donation.

Babysitter Phone Sex

From Ass Rape Porn Star to Accomplice

ass rape pornSometimes, I am not the star of an ass rape porn. Sometimes, I am the one inflicting the anal torture. My stepson was impressed with my ability to go from his victim to his accomplice so effortlessly last week. He gave me an assignment. If I completed the mission successfully, I would get coke and a reprieve from his abuse. He wanted to live stream a special show just for a select few who had paid big bucks for a particular type of show. It had to be private because there were some not so legal things that would be happening. When I am his victim, I am willing mostly. I am suffering the abuse for coke. This show had a much younger star, and far less willing one. In fact, she was not willing at all. I was tasked with finding the talent, so I went to the park. It was a cold winter day, but I knew there would be little girls sledding and playing in the winter wonderland. I found a girl and lured her back to my stepson’s house around the corner. It was scary how easy it was to lure her. Back at his place we drugged her. It was just a little smack like sex traffickers use to make their product more willing to play. I got out the largest double-sided dildo I could find, and I fucked her virgin holes. She was definitely a virgin because crimson blood flowed down her snowy white thighs. She was making soft whimpers, which the audience liked because those whimpers were followed by Bitcoin tip sounds. It felt good to be on the other side of the torture sex for once. I was destroying this girl’s holes, but in my world, it is survival of the fittest. My stepson was pleased with the girl I brought him and the damage I did to her ass and cunt. He gave me more than the amount of coke agreed upon.