Category: Bloody phone sex

Snuff sex where you cum and then crash!

       Snuff sex where you cum and then crash! Just think of it, you are driving down the country backroads at 90 mph. In the meantime, ISnuff sex am being a good and dutiful girlfriend (rare I know), unzipping your pants. Pulling out your cock.

       Pay attention to the road. Need not crash before the best parts. Tongue licking around the head of your cock. Tightening my grip around the base of your cock. Holding on as your car speeds up with the pressure of my mouth sucking down harder. Pulling you deeper into my mouth. Pulling the sweet little drops of pre-cum right down my throat.

       Massaging those balls, making them tighter as the car accelerates a little more. Moving faster on the stick shift. Nails digging into the sensitive skin right at the base of your cock, teeth grazing down your length.

       You know you like your cock disappearing all the way down my throat. Hold my head down on you as you take a wicked turn around the bend. Faster I suck, moving hand and mouth over you. Pulling your balls into my mouth and sucking down on them.   

       Hand stroking your stick as I pay special attention to your balls. Making sure they are filling up and getting firm. Let me teeth sink into the skin pulling on them, shaking my head. Pinching your mushroom head to keep your pre-cum in.

       By all means I do want you to cum just not yet. Feel the tickle in your belly as your fly over a hill topping speeds of one hundred. You are getting so close. I am able to feel it.

       Rough tracks ahead. That is all I need to push you over the cliff into orgasm. Closing my lips over your head, pulling you fully into my mouth. Down the hill we plunge, hitting those tracks as you cum into my mouth. Cum pouring down my throat. Balls in my hand, closing tightly, pressing all your cum out that I am able out of your balls through your shaft to swallow you as we hit the tracks.

       Airborne.

       The weightless feeling, you shout out. Fist clenching pushing me down onto your stick even harder as your semen is drained. Car landing, flipping, twisting, turning. Under the dash I am wedged as you are tossed about in the car. Those tracks are deadly as the car continues to careen down the hill. Finally, coming to rest at the bottom, smoking, a mangled mess.

       Looking up at you, I see you didn’t fare any better than the car did. It is important to remember before we crashed you did cum one last time. In the end it is a great way to go out of this world.

Evil Phone Sex Is in The Air

evil phone sexEvil phone sex. I like the way it sounds. E V I L. That describes me. Once, when my mother took me to a shrink, the doctor said I did not show any classic sociopathic tendencies. Well, that’s because I do not fit any mold. Most serial killers got a taste for torture when they were schoolboys because they tortured animals. Not me. I love animals more than humans. I would kill you to save a squirrel. And I am not joking.

I could never hurt an animal. But I do not have any issues hurting people. My first victim, I killed accidentally. My schoolgirl bully. I stabbed her in the woods when she followed me home from school to torment me. My grandpa covered it up. Still to this day, the local police have her listed as a missing person. My grandpa taught me everything I know about killing. And he taught me how to get away with it. Serial killers get caught because they have a pattern. To the cops, my snuff sex deaths appear random. No connection. Most of my victims never get found.

I Respect Animals, It is People I Loathe

The key to my success? Wildlife. My accomplices. I feed victims to the bears and coyotes and other wildlife that lives in the woods behind my kill shack. Thus, why I am kind to animals. They help me in so many ways. My kill shack appears quaint on the outside. Remote. Surrounded by nature. No wifi. Solar generated power. Well water. On the inside? I think my cabin appears to be something straight out of a horror movie like The Evil Dead. So many souls haunt those walls. But I am impervious to ghosts.

The smell of death, I find intoxicating. The splatter of blood on the walls and floors reminds me of each kill. Sometimes, I lay on the floor masturbating on the blood-soaked floor remembering a particular kill. Maybe, if you prove yourself worthy, I can take you to my kill shack. Would you like to see where I do my best work? Would you enjoy being my accomplice phone sex partner? Or perhaps, you would prefer to die in my kill shack?

Knife play phone sex leads to bloody mangled bodies

Knife Play phone sex Knife play phone sex leads to razor-thin blood lines dripping and mangled bodies. Harper Your slasher slut at your fucking service. You know my love for a nice blade, don’t you? Handy with a sharp blade, I’m the perfect killer for all of your dark desires. You won’t regret having me dice a cunt up while you jack off.  I’m waiting for you to tell me how you would like her dissected.

I’m wet and ready for you. Just tell me what to do and I’ll obey. Let’s have some fun torturing and making her scream. Let them echo off the concrete walls that have her splatter pattern etched like fine art. I found a beautiful bitch at the mall who I just had to have swimming in a pool of blood. 

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But I need a big daddy dick to cum and help me make bloody snuff porn. Telling the men I fuck that I wish to watch a bitch die and carve her up in pieces doesn’t go over so well sometimes. But lucky for me, a true savior of death has come to me. I knew I could follow this teen whore out to her car and set a trap for My new death daddy to snatch her. I see her get to her car with an armful of shopping bags and rush her saying someone was following me and I lost my car keys. She lets me in her car and use her phone. But my switchblade in her side has her frightened!Snuff phone sex

And That makes my cunny so wet! Not as Much as daddy death sneaking in the back seat and telling her to drive. His knife up to the side of her throat as she pulls behind some dumpsters and we pull her into the back seat. Daddy soon takes over driving as we head down the interstate.

The big barn of terror is going to be painted in a new coat of blood tonight. 

 

Taboo Phone Sex Mommy: Breaking Blair Utter Destruction

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex Mommy Blair knows how to get coke. Anyone will tell you that, especially my son. We have a love hate relationship my oldest and me. He does these live streams on the darknet called Breaking Blair. It’s a trilogy, but he wanted to give his viewers something new this time. Hence, a new movie called Breaking Blair: Utter Destruction. Even with an unlimited supply of skinny powder, I felt this one.

Since I love him, and I love my cocaine, I wore fishnet thigh highs and 8-inch platform heels for him. Along with the studded dog collar he got me that says MILF. I have not seen him in a few weeks. But he never stays gone for long. Luckily, he brought a big bowl of candy for mommy. My favorite. He informed me all bets were off. So, I knew I better coke up and brace myself for a bumpy ride.

My Son Calls Me a 4-Hole Wonder

Another ass rape porn night, but not just another one. This night proved to be kicked up to the octane level. He even brought a bag of zip ties. And he did not use them on my wrists or my ankles. Three for my prolapsed asshole, so it stayed on the outside where he did not belong. And the rest he used on my fun bags. The evening did not begin slow either. Punched my boobs like he was Mike Tyson, and my breasts were the opponent right off the bat. Fisted both my prolapsed asshole and cunt simultaneously. His form of foreplay.

However, I needed more coke to survive. At least he lets me get high. My prolapsed asshole became his flesh light. He played games with my zip tied prolapse too like Whack a Mole. One moment he placed his foot on the back of my neck while I snorted a line, and the next moment he shoved my body through a sheet wall. My head hit something hard because I started seeing stars, and blood trickled down my face. I felt like I could fly. As I hung in the air, with two sides of me balancing on other sides of the wall, he fucked my prolapsed asshole some more.

However, I did not catch on immediately that he filmed a gangbang rape porn. He invited about 20 of his viewers to fuck me live on his little flick. I realized it once I could feel a cock in my prolapse and saw him in front of me skull fucking me at the same time. They all used me like a dirty trick and beat me beautiful. I could hear the chimes of tips flooding in from the at home viewers.

My Son Loves Abusing His Mommy Whore

Since my son skulled fucked me so hard, he pushed my body through the hole in the wall. I fell to the floor with a thud. Already swollen, battered and bloody, he had only just begun. He pushed my face in the pool of bloody cum on the floor beneath me to lick it up. And with my head down and my ass up, he fucked my urethra next. My fourth hole and my tightest.  A few punches to my bladder, and a few more to my face, and I got to snort some more coke for the final act. I did not care that I snorted bloody coke either.

Oh boy the final act nearly killed me. He put a plastic bag over my head and punched me in the face while I struggled to breathe. I know he loves me though. He never breaks my sniffer.  My face turned purple and blue. While suffocating me, he continued to force fuck my 4th hole and choked me too. A few throat punches, and he knocked me out.

I woke up with a prolapsed asshole bleeding and full of cum. A swollen face beyond recognition, and cuts and bruises all over my body.  I felt like a freight train ran over me. But he left me with all the coke I could need for a few weeks. I told you he loved me.

Cheap Phone Sex Slut Sells Holes for Torture Sex

Cheap phone sex slut for sale! My pussy has always been play to pay and I have a line of johns begging to fuck my cunt. I  was being forced to fuck at first, but now I love being passed around like a rent-a-pussy. There is nothing like a random, filthy cock being forced into my face. That unclean, disgusting cock forcing its way into my mouth and making me gag. The way my eyes water when it’s forced down my throat hard and rough. I love being slapped anytime I try to pull away to breathe. And when my head is forced down for so long that I think I’m going to pass out.

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And that’s before my pussy and ass are used for violent, torture sex. I must look like the pain slut that I am. Because my holes are always being ripped into shreds by their cocks. Huge dicks forcing it’s way into me without warning. Rough hands clawing at my skin while they fuck me. And the hitting. I’m always getting hit and I love my bleeding and bruises. My ass and pussy being spanked really turns me on. And pinching my clit while they fuck me. If I’m moaning instead of screaming you are doing it wrong. Punish my whore cunt with your cock. Your teen rape porn isn’t anywhere near close to the real, painful thing.

Torture sex for little girl hole

I love when you get Torture sex surprise from step daddy. Mom had married an old rich dirty perv. He always stares at my tits and ass. I even caught him jacking off to young teen nasty movies. “Come here noisy girl” daddy demanded of me. Then grabs my hand and puts it right on his hard stepdaddy meat. He used my little hand to stroke his cock. “umm I don’t think I should do this,” I said as I tried to pull my hand away.

Then he got mad and pushed me down on the ground. As he spread my legs my step daddy ripped my panties. “You can’t say anything to me, I make the rules”.  After that he started choking me and I could feel him pushing his big nasty cock meat inside my young cunty. “Please daddy no, I’m sorry”! I whimpered as he fucked my cunty hard. I told you, “I make the rules” is all I could hear as I started to pass out. Then my step daddy slapped me to wake me up.

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All I could smell was blood dripping from my pussy hole. Step daddy’s cock pumped in and out my little hole he had ripped open. “You will learn to follow rules and milk daddy”. “Thrust your hips up at daddies’ cock” you demand of me. I keep pushing up at you as you rip my little hole. Your hand starts squeezing my neck hard and harder and your cock stiffens up and starts pumping all your semen in my little vagina. “What a good way to fulfill some of my Rape phone sex fantasies”. Is what you tell me as you pop your cock out my cunt.

Evil Phone Sex Early as Killtober is Just Around the Corner!

evil phone sexEvil phone sex anyone? I am always in the mood to fuck something up. More like fuck someone up. My favorite month will soon be here. October does not seem too far away to me now. Every October, I engage in a Satanic purging ritual. However, the funny thing is I do not consider myself a Satanist. Guys ask me all the time if I believe in the devil. I do not believe in heaven or hell. And if you believe in God and that bullshit thing you would believe in his counterpart.

But if you do not believe in God or heaven, how can you believe in Satan? Makes no sense to me. But then I am a logical bitch. However, I do believe in evil. I am evil. Perhaps even a sadist. I am not the kind of woman who needs other human beings. So, I do not have a wolf pack. Nor do I have a bestie or a boyfriend. What I do have though is “a very particular set of skills, skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people…” Okay, that’s a Liam Neeson quote. But I am a nightmare to all people.

Thirty Days of Killtober Came Early

I’m a snuff porn queen. And since my favorite month is October, I will once again partake in 30 days of killing. However, Killtober might be off to an early start. I killed a bitch on accident last night. Not really by accident. It was not like I tripped, and my knife landed in her heart. The bitch annoyed me, and my knife stabbed her in the throat. Sort of accidentally on purpose. Although I am not ashamed of it. She ran a red light, almost ran into me and then called me a cunt.

I so wished you had been in the car with me. No doubt she could have been your ass rape porn star before I slit her throat. It was dark and the road appeared desolate. She seemed drunk as fuck, and any self-entitled cunt who drives drunk, almost kills me then calls me names, deserves to die, right? I did not even think about it. My arm had a mind of its own. And so did my knife. I left the cunt bleeding out in the desolate road. Her car was still running too. Not even October yet, and I am doing good deeds already. Who’s ready to hunt and kill with me?

Cannibalism phone sex looks more delicious than ever

Cannibalism phone sex

Sometimes, when I think about the not here, I entertain Cannibalism phone sex. I’m from somewhere else and know I’ll be somewhere else when this life is done with me. All I can do, the one that seduces me the most, is to be sedated while watching my body devour. It might sound sadistic, but what could be a higher form of flattery than someone needing to keep me a part of their body through digestion?

I’ve got the tightest ass, and when I look in the mirror, my mouth salivates, thinking about biting it. I can’t do it to myself, but to have a mouth caress my bare ass. To have fingers dig into my skin and a knife dragged along the contours of my body; I just can’t turn away from the torture of it all. I want to be hurt in indescribable ways. I want my body to be appreciated for the piece of meat it is. Tear into me, baby and own this body with your cock; I’m only here for your pleasure.

Castration phone sex is where you can find worthless victims

I get tired of worthless cock, that is why I get on Castration phone sex to find victim bitches. It is easy for me to lure them with my big tits and nasty fun attitude. They always think I will fuck them, but they end up become a dickless bitch which is what they need. Once you walk in, I right away hit you over the head. “What a pathetic bitch, you thought I was going to fuck you” is what I say while laughing and tying him up.

Then you wake up but have a ball gang in your mouth. “You are worthless, and that cock is useless”. “I will make you worth something now”. Then you shake your head no, but it doesn’t matter. After I say that, I extend your cock and tie rubber bands around the base. The best way is to cut the blood supply to your cock. “Please don’t hurt me, I’m sorry my cock is not worth it”.

Castration phone sex

There is nothing more that I want right now. I take my butcher knife and with one move I cut your cock off. “There you go, now you have a pussyhole”. I stick your own meat deep in your new cunt hole. The smell of blood makes me so happy, and I don’t stop until your body is no longer moving. “What a pathetic piece of meat” is all I can say as I think about what I will be doing with your corps.

Castration Phone Sex Anyone? I Love Extreme CBT

castration phone sexCastration phone sex anyone? I am a ball remover specialist. Although I enjoy talking to self-aware loser who enjoy extreme cock and ball torture, the real fun for me is doing it for real. Some guys pay me to remove their nuts and others just deserve it. So, they get a free castration. I use a variety of things too. My knife collection aids in ball removal. So do elastrator bands.

The other night, I met a man with an extreme kink for ball busting at a Goth bar. He offered me insane money to abuse his worthless testicles. And I took every penny. I consider it a Loser Tax. I need money to even breath the same air as a fucking loser. And trust me, this man is the poster brat of losers. Who uses an elastrator band on himself?

Sometimes, I Remove Junk for Free

When we got to his place, I discovered that he started the torture sex without me. He showed me his swollen nut sack. I mean it resembled a balloon more than nuts. However, I did enjoy the rest of our time together. Although he started the castration process, he needed me to finish the job. And that is something I take great pleasure in doing. I kicked him in the balls many times. My high heels have popped a nut or 10 before.

torture sexWhen he fell to the ground after about the 5th swift kick to the groin, I trampled his balls and cock. I guess you could say that I did a little jig on his junk. I put on some Slayer and went to town on his worthless balloon nut sack and tiny pecker.And  I made his junk bleed. But this mother fucker loved it.

Do You Enjoy Extreme Cock and Ball Torture?

However, he loved it less when I cut off his testicles. His nuts barely bled where I severed them because the elastrator band aided in the blood supply being halted. I still cauterized the wound. His balls landed on the floor with a thud because the band made them balloon up. Once they detached from his body, I did a dance on them. With Slayer blaring in the background, I trampled his severed testicles with glee.

He passed out from the pain. That happens often. Even the most extreme taboo phone sex callers have their limits. It’s my job to push those limits beyond anything you can imagine.

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