Category: Bloody phone sex

Torture Sex Serves as My Foreplay

torture sexSome people deserve torture sex. Usually, when I capture a victim, I do it one at a time. However, I made an exception last night for a couple. They tried to scam me. And I do not take kindly to people who think I am some stupid twit. Because I am not. They slammed on their brakes on a winding, wet road. Perhaps, I was following too closely, but I barely touched their car. No dents. No paint scrapes either. Nothing. However, the woman rolled out of the car like I crippled her.

She started yelling and screaming about suing me for everything I got. Good luck bitch, I said to myself. Because I knew neither her nor husband would survive to sue me. They fucked with the wrong sadistic phone sex bitch. We appeared to be in the middle nowhere. No one around for miles. Only cornfields on the side of the road. I acted like I was grabbing my insurance info for them, but I grabbed two needles full of sleeping medicine instead.

Never Fuck with a Sadistic Bitch

I shot the woman up first, and she collapsed. Then I dosed up her husband. Normally, I don’t kill on the spot, but the area screamed kill zone to me. I am stronger than I look. So, I dragged their bodies into the cornfield like I was a demonic possessed Malachai from Children of the Corn. Once their bodies appeared hidden by the corn fields, I drove their car into the fields hiding it. Then, I pulled my car over off the road and grabbed my kill bag.

Most folks have an emergency bag in their trunk, but I have a kill bag full of instruments of destruction. Since, I love knife play phone sex, I grabbed my biggest and sharpest knives. And even a sickle. They woke up from the drug but could not move their bodies. In the hot shot I gave them was a natural paralysis drug. They could see what I was doing and feel all the pain, but they could not move.

I Carved Up and Beheaded Two Scammers

I carved their bodies up like a deer I just slaughtered. They bled everywhere, which I always enjoy. When I cut off the husband’s cock, I stuffed it his wife’s mouth choking her. The crows circled us because they knew dinner was near. Eventually, I used the sickle to behead each of them. I put their heads on the scarecrow’s stake and let the crows peck at their severed bodies.

When I got back in my car, I looked like Carrie at the prom covered in blood. Luckily, I never passed another human. I got home, showered and basked in the glory that I took two hustlers off the street.

Knife Play Phone Sex Fantasy Dreams Of Rena

 Imagine this knife play phone sex fantasy of mineKnife play phone sex, I’m walking down a dark alley late at night when I spot a young couple strolling hand in hand. They look innocent enough, but that only makes them more appealing targets for me. As they approach, I step out from the shadows and force them into an abandoned warehouse nearby with the threat of a knife to their throats. Once inside, the man begs for mercy while his girlfriend whimpers in fear – it amuses me how easily people break under pressure like this.

I tie both of them up tightly using ropes and chains; their struggles are futile against my strength and expertise in restraint techniques learned during my time behind bars (smirks). Then comes the fun part – torturing each one separately before finally killing them off slowly over several days or even weeks if time permits (chuckles evilly). For starters, on camera naturally because nothing beats watching yourself enjoying another person’s pain later on…

First up is our brave boy who thinks he can protect his damsel-in-distress from harm. I start by cutting off his clothes piece by piece, reveling in the mix of humiliation and terror on his face as he’s exposed to me. Then comes the knife play – slicing into him here and there just enough to draw blood but not kill immediately; it heightens their senses while also making them more vulnerable for what comes next…

Next up is our scream queen who thinks she can escape this nightmare unscathed because “she’s a good person.” Oh how wrong she is! Her turn begins with some light bondage involving ropes around her wrists above her head so that when pulled taut they stretch out those delicate shoulders blades beautifully (smirks). As if that weren’t enough torment already,

I proceed to carve words onto various parts of her body using sharp objects like razor blades or box cutters – pain mixed with fear etched permanently onto perfect skin will be quite a sight once everything goes downhill from here

Women Harbor Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Too

rape phone sex fantasiesWomen can have rape phone sex fantasies too. However, mine go extremely dark. Although I do harbor them for some women, mostly I think about force fucking some male predator’s ass. When this young Goth girl told me about a predator who put something in her drink to fuck her, I hatched a revenge plot right then. Hannah appeared to be young, in her early 20s. Perhaps this predator likes his victims younger. But in my experience, predators like this guy rarely have a type. It comes down to opportunity.

I decided to go Promising Young Woman on him.  Hannah gave me enough of a description of him to enable me to find him. He would stand out in any Goth or Steampunk bar in town. Since he got band from my Goth bar, I decided to go to another one. I bar hopped Friday, but I found him. And I sat at the bar alone pretending to be a drunk Goth girl. Although he did not immediately take the bait, he finally did.

And when he tried to spike my drink, I switched drinks on him. He would be my ass rape porn star. Not the other way around. Before long, I was the one escorting him out of the bar and to my nearby recently construction kill underground shelter. Even though this predator felt big and heavy, I got him down the stairs of my kill shelter. I just dragged him by his feet, making sure he hit his head on every step.

Sometimes I Kill for Pleasure and Other Times for Revenge

When he started to wake up, he found himself batter, bruised, a little bloody, naked and tied up. The drug still affected him. His speech sounded a tad slurred and disoriented. I read him a list of his crimes. This would not be some cautionary tale of not preying on women because he would not live to regret his crimes. This was about revenge. No one will know about his death but Hannah and me. She joined me for the fun.

I had two huge dildos with little shards of glass glued all over them. This is how I fuck a man, LOL. And of course, I never use lube. Never. I do not want it to feel good. It’s torture sex. All pain and no pleasure. Hannah and I took turns fucking his ass and mouth with those destructive dildos. We shredded his ass. And his throat too. He made a bloody mess of my new kill shelter too. The final throat fuck Hannah delivered killed him though. Cut right through his throat causing him to bleed out. She almost severed his head. But we did not know a more deserving loser.

The two of us carried his broken and bloody body back up the stairs and into the woods for the wild animals to destroy the evidence and DNA. No one preys on a Goth girl and gets away with it. Not on my watch.

Snuff porn slut Stephanie

snuff porn

I made a freaky and evil snuff porn video for Master while he’s out of town working. Imagine his surprise and how rock hard his dick is going to get when he reaches the end of the video and realizes that it’s his actual wife that I’ve snuffed out for him! I’ll hold her bloody, decapitated head up to the camera so that he can see what I’ve done! I can’t wait to make him stare into her dead, lifeless eyes and jerk his dick for me! We roleplay all the time about me helping him snuff her out. He jerks his stiff cock to the sound of my sweet voice giving him horrific details of slicing her open and ripping her guts out with my bare hands! He gets so hard when I talk about eating various parts of her skin and chewing on her organs while he fucks me. Master’s dick twitches hard as fuck when I talk about scooping out her eyes and eating them or busting her skull open so that we can eat her brains together. He’s been teasing me for so long that I decided it was time to finally make it happen! That’s the thing about us evil phone sluts, you never know where we are when you’re telling us all of these depraved fantasies of yours. I found out that they lived not far from me, so I slipped in through the backdoor using the spare key that Master had mentioned on so many of our calls. I silently made my way through the house and into the bedroom where she was sleeping. I set my phone on the dresser and started recording. I climbed into the bed with her, took one last look into the camera so that I could blow Master a kiss before I turned on the sleeping bitch. It was a total bloodbath once I ran my knife across her throat and sliced her wide open. She tried to scream but all that came out was a sad little gurgle of blood. I laughed in her face and then got on top, stabbing her over and over. I brought my blade down, sinking it into her torso with all of my strength so many times that she basically turned into a bloody pile of mutilated mush. At the very end, I spread my legs so that Master could watch me finger fuck my evil slut cunt using his wife’s blood and wearing her wedding ring that I took off of her mangled body. 

Sex with dead bodies is all he wants

Since my unc loves Sex with dead bodies, he would purposely knock me out and use my holes. “Come here little slut” he says to me as he pulls some rope out. “Close your eyes” he would instruct me to do. With fear in my body, I did as he asked. Once my eyes are closed my uncle rips my clothes off and starts to tie me up. “What a dumb little slut you are” he laughs as he puts me in the position he wants.

Sex with dead bodies

With my ass in the air and my face to the pillow I knew he was going to torture me. As he slams a dildo in my ass I try to scream but I can’t, my mouth is taped, and my uncle pushes my head down to the pillow. “There’s no point in fighting but if you do it makes it so much more fun for me” me unc says laughing. After some hard fucking of my ass, I could feel and smell blood dripping down my legs. Then I feel my uncle wrap his hands around my neck after he pulls the dildo out my ass.

After that he pushes his hard man cock in my butthole using the blood as lube. “You will see what bitches like you were made for” he says as he pounds my asshole. Then I feel my uncle start to suffocate me and squeeze on my neck. The pain from him thrusting his cock in my ass made me not notice how hard he was squeezing my neck.

Until I felt I could no longer breathe. I started to see stars and my body got weak. But my uncle’s pounding got harder too. As I passed out my uncle said, “that’s right bitch just stop breathing”. When I woke up, I was sore and dripping with his sperm. He just loves fucking a small limp body.

Ass Rape Porn on Mother’s Day Says I Love You Mom

ass rape pornFor Mother’s Day, I made an ass rape porn with my son. He brought me premium coke, to ease the pain while he beat me beautiful for our fans. Honestly, I still have not healed from our last encounter. So, now, I am sporting a mix and match look. Old bruises with fresh ones. And my body and face look like a mixture of black, blue, and purple bruises, which only arouses my boy more.

Seems like the older I get, the more abuse I can take. My asshole has so many miles, I need a butt blog or a thong to help keep it on the inside of my ass, not the outside. But of course, as soon as I arrived for my mommy makeover, my son forced me to remove my teeth and my butt plug. My asshole is his cock sleeve. A pretty pink cock sleeve. As soon as my asshole popped out, I heard the chimes. My boy buried my face in his cocaine. Then immediately went into the torture sex. Lots of men at home with mommy issues on Mother’s Day.

Boys Need a Mommy for Their Rape Fantasies

Immediately, I became his punching bag. Thank goodness the coke helped dull the pain because he wanted to put bruises on top of bruises. In between punches, he pissed in my mouth and nose, forcing me to drink his urine. When I saw the zip ties, I panicked a bit, and snorted more coke. First, he zip tied my tits. Then he put one around my neck like a choke collar. And I struggled to breathe. When he put the one on my prolapsed butt, I heard the barrage of chimes. His viewing audience knew what would come next.

With my asshole unable to retreat, my boy shoved his fist up his momma’s prolapse. My asshole engulfed his fist and the tips poured in. What happened next is a bit of a blur. Perhaps the coke or the concussion or both muddied my recall of the night. But I know he started punching my face and kicking me in the ribs while he pinned my arms and legs to the floor. He would take turns smacking me with his cock and his hands. Luckily, he let me snort some coke from the huge bowl.

Use My Prolapsed Asshole Like Your Cock Sleeve

He beat me retarded. In the full nelson pose, with my prolapse out, he rammed my head into the sheetrock wall. I saw stars. My boy used his mom like a battering ram, a toilet and a cock sleeve. I felt dizzy and disoriented after a few thrusts into the sheetrock wall. My boy concussed his mother. And his viewing audience egged him on. At one point I was suspended in the air by the sheetrock. My son rammed me so hard into the wall, I went through it. Blood trickled down my face and I saw stars.

My zip tied boobs hung down over the hole my body put in the wall. While my prolapsed ass hung on the other side. Even though I saw stars and heard chimes, my son did not care. I am his cash cow, his fuck meat, his toilet. But he loves me. Why else keep me coked up so I do not feel the pain. He placed a plastic bag over my head and battered up with the steel bat to treat my prolapsed ass like a pinata.

Two days later, I feel the pain of my boy’s rape phone sex fantasies. My shit pipe dangles on the outside even more than before. I have new bruises on top of old bruises. Perhaps, I have a concussion too. But I got my coke and on Mother’s Day. My boy loves me.

Cheap phone sex with Fiona

Cheap phone sex

                Cheap phone sex is how we get down here and I know you love it and can’t get enough. You can explore your sexuality and darkest fantasies with me since we are no taboo kind of girls. I’m all about darker fantasies such as pain and torture sex.

                Come to me baby and let me tell you how much pain turns me on. Most people run away from pain, but I live for it. The more it hurts, the more my pussy tingles and the wetter my panties get. I have a favorite knife that I love to play with, with all my victims. If you are good to me, maybe I’ll let you use it on me!

                Tie me up and bring all your friends along for the ride. I want to start by being groped by random hands and objects and fucked and raped in the ass and my tight little pussy. Take my knife and start cutting into my thighs, on either side of my pussy until the blood flows out. Put your fingers in my blood and touch my face; Paint my face red!

                Grab anything you can find to fuck me in the pussy. The closest thing within reach is a monster carrot. You grab it and jam it up inside me. I wiggle around, trying to get out of my restraints. I’m so horny I start fucking and grinding on the carrot. You pull it out quick and cum squirts all over the place, as I scream in pleasure.

Evil phone sex for the twisted and depraved, Terry awaits u!

Evil phone sex Terry’s Snuff service is open to seeking new victims for an Evil phone sex thriller!

I bet you have a peachy little slut you’ve had your eyes on for quite some time but just haven’t gained the balls to snag her. Well, that’s what I am here for to do your dirty work! I will reel the worthless twit in, and force her into submission.

There is one thing you will have to accept, we are going to have to kill her/them when we are through. As their bodies decompose you can enjoy the glory of fucking their nippy holes… Feel your warm cock melt inside of their frozen bodies.

I’ve heard there is no better sex than Sex with dead bodies! Especially the ones of the young that you desire… I am going to have the fucker gagged so they can die with their mouths wide open… looking as if they were sacrificed through an exorcism.

I want to ensure that you can access every last one of their holes with ease, whether dead or alive. You can call me your Huntress, The evil accomplice you’ve been searching to find. Finally, you’ve stumbled upon me, the satanic bitch that knows no such thing as empathy or mercy.

The subject shall be killed through brutal torture… Through the endurance of severe pain through sex acts. Let’s practice your sexual fetish and indulge in the glory of gore and scrutiny, after all, that is what being a Bloody phone sex slut is all about!

Bloody Phone Sex Fun in My New Closer to Home Kill Shack

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex with me can get graphic. I love a great splatter. I built a new kill shack in the woods. Half the size of the old fishing cabin I inherited. Although that first kill shack has some storied it could tell, I need something a little closer to home for when I act impulsively.

I do not know if with age, I have lost some of my patience. Or perhaps, the world just over produces assholes now. I am not that old to be so cynical, but I have never been a people person as they say, LOL. But my new kill shack is 10 miles from home, built on private property. And not my property either. But someone I knew and killed. He had no one to leave anything too. And I have posed as him for the past 6 years paying the property tax with his money.  I set it up on quarterly automatic payments.

However, no one reported him missing because he was a recluse. A former mentor of sorts who crossed a line and paid for it with snuff sex. I built like an underground kill shack. Like a bomb shelter with cement floors and a drainpipe for easy clean up. Lots of wildlife nearby like the original kill shack to dispose of bodies.  Took me two years almost to build this underground kill and torture shed, but I debut it last night for Rick.

I Built a Knew Kill Shack So Watch Out

I only got his name from his wallet. Some tool ran me off the road because I passed him. He fucked with the wrong girl. I drugged him when he got out of the car to berate me for passing him in a passing zone. A little pixie dust blown in his face paralyzed him instantly. This magic dust keeps the head feeling and thinking. Just cannot move. I enjoyed dismembering him limb by limb. His eyes said it all. Told me the pain he felt.

I talked with him, let him know he fucked with the wrong bitch. Made sure he knew he would not survive the torture sex. The pain in his eyes gave me so much joy. I made a bloody mess. However, cleaning up was a breeze. I hosed off the blood splatter and some of his insides. But his limbs I carried up in a garbage bag and fed to the wildlife. Oh, I am going to enjoy my closer to home kill shack.

Accomplice Phone Sex

Accomplice Phone Sex

I’m ready to play and join in a little accomplice phone sex. Are you ready for me to join in? I feel a little vengeful today, so who knows where this might go. I know you love to be rough and violent. We can do all kinds of things once we have the right victim picked out. You have an underground dungeon just for this situation right down the road, don’t you? It’s in a dirty little alleyway, right where you would never suspect such a thing.

                We bring a beautiful blonde girl downstairs, already bound and blindfolded. She has no idea what is in store for her tonight. I help you put her in the shackles attached to the cold cement wall. We put the restraints on her ankles and wrists, both spread apart, and we are ready to start using our various tools. I cut her panties off first and stuffed them in her mouth.

                I pulled out my favorite knife and ran it across her face and body. She shivers as it runs across her skin. What shall we do next boys?