Category: Bloody phone sex

Castration Phone Sex is My Favorite Pastime

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is a favorite pastime. This is Bob. Bob used to have balls. Now, this is a good castration. A clean castration. That is because Bob paid to have his balls castrated and he was a not a punk ass about it. Most of my castrations are messy. I have no problem using a dirty blade and giving you a jagged scar if you piss me off. Not all guys are like Bob. If you know what is good for you, you should be like Bob. Terry did not heed my warning to be like Bob. Bob is the poster boy for how to act when getting castrated. Terry, however, is the poster boy for what happens when you are not a simp like Bob. Terry paid me to castrate him. He then tried to back out and get his money back. I operate on a no refund policy only. I do not take kindly to men who waste my time or try to get their money back. Torture sex is sort of my thing, and I will do it regardless if you pay me or not. If you pay me though there is no going back. You can not show up like Terry did, but I will find you. I will hunt you down with the dirtiest blade I have and remove your balls. Also, I will not even cauterize the wound either. Or if I do, instead of a nice stitch job to stop the bleeding, I can use the bottom of a hot frying pan and leave a nasty scar. Tony was a little wimp who got cold feet but wanted to sue me when I would not give him his money back. I told him to tell a judge he paid me for castration. I knew he was just playing a game thinking he could bait me, but the joke was on him. Not only did he get a nasty castration, but he also got snuff sex because I killed him. Be like Bob. Don’t be like Terry.

My dad is the reason I am a Snuff porn addict

Snuff porn Ever wished death upon someone? I do, all the time! Only problem is wishes don’t come true unless you make them just like measly prayers! I learned this a long time ago, when I would blow the candles out on my birthday cake and wish for the same thing, yet it never happened.. I wanted my dad dead.. I was tired of him molesting me.. He was using me as bait for his drug habit.. Making Snuff porn out of my innocent body.. I would be dripping blood down my slit, he would mount my face and bury his cock balls deep down my throat while blowing meth smoke into the air..

He would even burn the walls of my pussy by shoving his meth pipe inside of me after heating it to the point it would crackle. My mother never did anything! She was a Submissive slut who obeyed all of daddy’s orders.. Not sure what it was that had her strung out over daddy; he had the tiniest dick and seemed to think fucking littles would make it seem bigger. Dad would shake a Budweiser can then shove it inside of my asshole bottoms in, he would then pop the can open and latch onto my ass as foam burst into his mouth. He was a sick fuck!

Eventually the tables turned and I started to retaliate, I wanted to get back at him for all the excruciating things he had done to me throughout the years.. One day he was shoving his micro-peen down my throat and I bit down and tugged like a four legged companion playing with his Tug rope. The sound of his scream made me adjust my wishes, I wanted to be the one to kill him and I wanted it to be a slow death. I started recording everything that took place.. From me slitting the back of his feet at his ankles so he could stand up only to collapse falling face first.. To me fucking his asshole with switchblades and even making him say hi to the camera as he chose his daily poison.. 

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I have a shit ton of homemade Snuff movies that I made torturing him from beginning to end. I hated him, I didn’t leave mom out of this mess either! She deserved a bit of torture too, I get that dad was an abusive drunk but she wasn’t as helpless as she made it out to seem.. She could have taken us and ran to a battered shelter for women or even roofied one of his drinks. Instead she chose to wait on him hand and food like he was Kin fucking Tut. I didn’t kill her though but I made her feel pain!

I did find out over the years my mother was an addict too.. Sad part is, I didn’t find out until I got results from an autopsy that she had an overdose.. Turns out she was a speed balling junkie, I should have known.. I don’t know why I thought her deteriorating was from dad stressing her out.. When I murdered him I didn’t eliminate the problem I made it worse.. She was never home after he died all she would do was walk methadone mile for a fix. She was found slumped at a Holiday inn… If this doesn’t explain why I am an evil Sadistic phone sex whore I don’t know what will!

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Rough sex till I bleed, please I love it. Bloody phone sex is a must with me. Daddy puts coke in front of me. My daddy tells me to do lines till I get horny. Yes, it goes straight to my clit. Watch me beg for that cock. I am always begging for that cock. There’s nothing that I need more than blow and rough sex. My master makes me call him daddy.

When he fucks me, it’s always roughly. Oh, how my pussy quivers when he’s around; my body can feel his presence.

Watch daddy fuck me hard till I bleed all over. Gosh, with each thrust, a blood-curdling scream creeps out of me. Daddy, don’t stop keep using me and make me your coke whore always.

Ass rape porn with my boyfriend

Have you ever seen live Ass rape porn. I have many times but the last one was the best one. She was a preteeny bitch with very small holes. She whimpered and cried but it didn’t matter all my boyfriend wanted was to fuck her holes. After I slapped her up and told her to do what was best if she wanted to live, I took her clothes off and sat on her face. I didn’t care if she couldn’t breathe. I forced her legs open and rubbed her clit forcing her to get wet. My boyfriend didn’t wait long before he forced his cock deep in her cunt. She screamed into my cunt but it only sent vibrations up my cunt. He pounded her a bit but then pulled his cock out. It was bloody and wet, lubricated all the way to his balls. That’s when he rammed his hard bloody cock meat into her asshole. Her body shook and it made her face rub my clit hard. I came fast, i got to see my boyfriend fulfill his Rape phone sex fantasies on a small tight asshole. I kept sitting on her face as he fucked her hard. Her body shook even harder i thought it was from the ass fucking she was getting, but now i know it is because she was suffocating. After he filled her asshole up we just had to figure out what to do with her body, luckily she was small.

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Goth Teen Phone Sex Accomplice Kills for Me and You

goth teen phone sexI have a new goth teen phone sex accomplice of sorts. A while back, a man hired me to kill this girl. Her name is Sara and she is a sick bitch. Reminds me of myself when I was that young. Her step daddy wanted her gone because he had been fucking her since she was much younger, and she was going to tell her mother. This guy was a tool. I wanted him dead at hello. But money is money. Once I saw Sara and heard her mouth off to her step daddy, I liked her spunk. I saw something in her. I took her step daddy’s money, but he was the one who died that night. I let Sara castrate and kill her perverted step daddy. Now, she is learning everything I know. I am training her to become a great accomplice phone sex partner.

Sara is as evil as I was as a teen girl. I told her I would kill for her. I already killed her stepdaddy and spared her life. She had another person on her hit list. I assumed it was her mother, but it was a schoolgirl. A bully and a bitch. My favorite kind of teen whore to kill. My first kill was a girl just like that. And I was younger than Sara. We planned it so she would have an alibi. I have no affiliation with the teen bitch making Sara’s life hell at school. No suspicion would fall on me. I lured the girl to the woods and killed her for Sara. I did not kill her quickly either. The bitch thought we were just getting high. She thought I was a drug dealer. Teen girls love party drugs. I sunk my knife into her belly. The look on her face was priceless. I slowly moved my knife up to her sternum. Her entrails fell out of her body on to my feet. The smell of her blood made my pussy wet.

I watched as the life left her eyes. I kissed her cheek as she died and told her that Sara sends her love. Then I laughed, pulled out my knife and watched her fall to the ground in a pile of her entrails. Sara can enjoy high school now. Her and I are bonded for life. She is my most excellent and young killer phone sex partner.

Violent Phone Sex Makes My Cunt Soaking Wet

violent phone sexViolent phone sex makes my cunt wet. Like soaking wet. I masturbate on most of my calls. The more violent a roleplay is, the hotter I get. I know, something is wrong with me. I know it is my violent past. But I embrace it now. My caller asked me about my father. I used to hate talking about him. The moment the word father was mentioned, I would get quiet and my body would tense up. Do not get me wrong, I would kill my daddy in a heartbeat now. I think about it often now that have become a sexy switch. I love my new role in life. But my father no longer has a hold on me. I am no longer scared of him or his equally scary cronies. My father would be 62 now. My caller last night wanted roleplay phone sex. He surprised me. He wanted to be my accomplice in killing dear old daddy. Now, my cunt was dripping. He pretended to be daddy. I went back home for the first time since I was a teen girl. Daddy recognized me immediately. I was taller, and bustier, but he knew who I was. Told me he would never forget his slave. This fantasy call seemed so real. It gave me a real taste for vengeance. Daddy invited me in, and I was not inside for more than a few minutes when daddy tried to force himself on me. He told me I would always be his property. I stabbed him. Daddy was expecting the old Cassandra, not the new Cassandra. The old daughter he knew cowered in his presence and let him do whatever he wanted out of fear. The Cassandra now is not his daughter. I am a taboo phone sex whore who gets off on revenge and pain. I gutted daddy like a pig. Let him die while looking me in the eyes. The perplexed look on his face made me happy. He never saw it coming. He thought he ruined me. He thought he owned me. He thought he broke me. What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. And what doesn’t kill me, might kill you because now I am a blood thirsty bitch out for revenge.

Gangbang rape porn with my boyfriend becomes reality

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My boyfriend has been having me watch these hot gangbang rape porn videos. It makes me so wet watching those hot blondes’ pussy’s being fucked so hard by multiple men. He’s always been into something a little darker, but I wasn’t sure exactly what that was. His dark side is what has always drove me wild, I would do anything he asked me to. In almost all of our most intimate moments I was being savagely fucked, slapped around, and humiliated in the most degrading ways possible. One of his most favorite parts of my body is my huge round ass. He loves to fuck my ass. He invited his friends over and he turned our fantasy phone sex session into reality. All of his friends came over and I knew I was in for it. I was going to be fucked hard. They wanted some hot sex, I was strangled and thrown to the floor. My clothes were ripped off of me and they decided to make some ass rape porn. I was forced to gag on their huge dicks, I took those fucking dicks in my mouth and choked and slobbered all over their huge dicks. This wasn’t my boyfriend and I’s typical domination torture sex; it was degrading and humiliating. They savagely fucked my tight ass whole, making it prolapse and I screamed so loud, but they didn’t care. My bleeding ass whole can’t take much more! They made me cum to. My boyfriend knew all of the ways in which to make me cum and it always worked. No matter how degrading it was, I wanted more…

You’re Ready for a Bit of Gun Play

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No, please! Don’t do this! 

I am laying down, helpless and beaten. You have already fantasy raped me as well as let your hired help fuck my throat and my ass. You have punched me in the face repeatedly, working downwards to my feet. I can barely move my body. You and your friend throat fucked me so hard that I can barely speak. So, you are not surprised when you bring a gun to my face and a faint scream escapes my lips. You caress my face with the gun, my heart beating faster and faster as you move it towards my legs. I brace myself for the inevitable bang until you start fucking my pussy with the barrel of the gun.

This felt like a cold, hard cock pounding the shit out of my already bruised pussy. I could barely take the feeling, and tried to escape you. At this point, you realize I must be better than I thought, so you shoot me in my pussy. I scream at the top of my lungs! How could you do this? You watch as the blood spurts out of the part formerly known as my pussy. You shove your gun down my throat, making me taste my own pussy juices and gun residue before you finally shoot me in the mouth, watching the blood gush from the hole in my face. 

Killer Phone Sex is Killer with Me as Your Accomplice

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Killer phone sex is killer with me. I hold nothing back. I am not filled with rage like you might think. I just like killing. I am a serial killer with no pattern. That is how I never get caught. Most of the time, I am getting rid of the body in a manner that it will never be found. Just another missing person… Sometimes, I am pissed off in the moment and that leads me to kill. Rarely, do I kill my victim right then, however. I am a planner. You have to plan to stay off the radar. I had a chance encounter with this Barbie bimbo at a bar last month. I have been stalking her since. Putting distance between us, so no one would make the connection. She came into a Steam Punk bar looking like Bimbo Barbie. She had on a skintight pink dress with matching pink heels. She was in the wrong bar. She made a stink though when she did not get served instantly. She also though a hissy fit when she could not charm any man in the bar to buy her a drink. I tried to tell her she was in the wrong place and she went after me. That’s when I decided she would star in my next snuff porn.

Just a vacuous blonde Barbie Doll who things her shit does not stink. I watched her for almost a month. She contributes nothing to this world, so I killed her. Snatched her up on the road as she was walking home by herself drunk. She was going back to her sorority house, but she never made it. I took her to my kill shack only you know about. She was pretty out of it. Not going to lie. I was disappointed that she might not feel the pain as much. I carved her up. I cut off her perky C cup boobs. I sliced off her cunt lips. I poured hot wax on her clit. I cut her flesh until she was covered in her own blood. I smeared her blood on her body so she could see how much better she looked. She was going into shock from the pain. I was just getting started with her. Torture sex is best when I can make the pain last. I ended up dismembering her body and feeding her to the wildlife. She will just be another missing coed who will never be found.

Rape phone sex fantasies: Late Last Night… My Dreams Came True.

Rape phone sex fantasiesI had been messaging this guy on Tinder telling him all about my rape phone sex fantasies and how much I wanted it to happen in real life. Apparently, I had fallen asleep with my phone in my hand because I woke up with it casually dropping on my face, I quickly messaged him goodnight and set my phone on the charging pad on my bedside table. Quickly realizing that he had been giving me those tingly butterfly feelings I chuckled softly to myself before slipping off to sleep.

Sadistic phone sexYou could imagine the shock that coursed through my body when a loud crash woke me up in the middle of the night. Looking at the clock, it was 2:30 in the morning, I had only been asleep for like two hours. My heart raced the moment I realized my dog was at my parent’s house, so he wasn’t the one causing the obscene noise in the house that woke me up. Climbing out of bed, naked of course, we all know there’s no other way to sleep. I tip-toed down the hallway toward the kitchen where the clattering noises were coming from.

Peeking into the dimly lit kitchen, I gasped seeing a tall dark figure standing in the center of the room rifling through one of my drawers. I quickly turned to leave the room, but it was too late. He had seen me, I heard the loud thud of his footsteps crossing the room as his hand entwined in my hair. A quick yelp escaped my lips as I tried to turn to escape his grasp. His other hand found my throat as a low grumbling voice commanded me to stop resisting.

He quickly flung me against the island in the middle of the room, bent over the butcherblock surface I could feel the weight of him pressing against me. “Don’t move.” he directed as I heard the zipper of his pants feeling him shuffling himself free. The length of his massive cock pressed into my ass cheek as I gasped. Sitting there silently whimpering pressed into the island, I didn’t know weather to fight or let my fantasies actually come true. Pushing back against him testing my ability to get free, I tried to squirm away only to feel his hand tighten in my hair.

He quickly began feeding the length of himself into me as I cried out from the massive size. I definatly wasn’t prepared for how massive his shaft was. I heard him chuckle when he realized my cunt was absolutely dripping with need. I’ve always like d the more sadistic side of things especially sadistic phone sex fantasies come real life. Teen rape porn