I have a castration phone sex story for you. Last night I was with some friends at this new satanic club. I have a lot of pagan friends. The club was hopping with devil worshiping women and a few men. A couple seemed really out of place. I think they were just there to cruise chicks. Better be careful men trying to pick up the Devil’s girls lol. I was dancing in a circle with my Goth babes when one loser made himself the center of attention. That shit don’t fly with us. When he pulled out his cock, I saw a desperate plea for castration. Why else would a man pull out a tiny dick in front of several sexy Goth babes? I pulled out my knife and slit his balls off right there on the dance floor. He was stoned and drunk, but he felt it. He pulled his hand up covered in blood and freaked the fuck out. We tossed his balls around telling him they were a gift for Satan. A little trinket of affection for the devil. And, I do mean little. He was stumbling around as we hailed Satan and tossed his worthless offering back and forth. Blasphemy sex is so hot. Let this be a lesson boys, don’t pull out your worthless goods in front of Goth girls.
Category: Evil phone sex
He deserved it
I got an interesting call yesterday, this woman was married to an asshole and she wanted him gone. He was cruel to her and used her for her money and as if that wasn’t bad enough, he also had a tiny dick and was terrible in bed. I felt bad for her which is a very rare thing for me so I offered to help her out. We hatched out a plan to wait till he was sleeping and then we tied him to the bed. He woke up screaming that he was gonna kill her if she didn’t untie him, all I could do was laugh. I told him she was done being his punching bag, that no man with a dick that small deserved to abuse anyone. We stabbed him together, cut off his tiny little useless cock and fed it to him. He died like a little bitch and my friend was free, it was a glorious night indeed!
Landlords wonderland
My landlord was using me to be his snuff sex slave. I was late, and I was trying to avoid being evicted. I have always been a natural submissive bitch. I never knew I would allow someone to make me a slave slut at the levels my landlord was taking it; It was next level shit. My body was his wonderland, and he was all about making pain into his pleasure. The pain inflicted on me had his cock rising and ready to destroy me. I had never met someone as twisted as he showed himself to be. My body was all bruised and bloody, and he wanted me to be practically dead. I knew he would eventually want to have me cold on the ground, taking my last breath while he’s shooting his cum inside my lifeless body. I could see where he wanted to make things. I was afraid, but I was in too deep at this point.
I love fucking Up my Male Victims
Your webmaster needs some ass rape porn for some sadistic motherfuckers tonight. I got sweet tasting brats and big hung black men. But tonight they wanted male victims. Now it’s not all bad. Before I killed you, you know were offered tasty delights of the flesh. Did you ever once and stop to think why you would be randomly chosen to force fuck these tiny blonde twins? Its because you are a pathetic motherfucker and I thought I would give you some pleasure in your white collar boring life before I sent you straight to the firey pits of hell. Once you penetrated the first brat, your ass tore open amid cheers from my audience. I loved coming to your rescue and pulling your bloody pulp of an ass off that foot long black cock. Only to look you in the eye and begin slicing off your balls. I do so love how girly you screamed, It made me cream my panties. Piece by piece I chopped you up and fed you to my four-legged friends!
Torturing Me Like Old Times
So last night I was dancing at the club all coked up and as I was walking to the bar in the club I locked eyes with my old master. At first, we just looked at each other for a minute or two. Then with a roll of my eyes I Sarcastically said “hi Master” turning and walking away from him. We have not seen each other in years but I knew that would get him pissed enough to put me in my place. He walked up behind me in the club and grabbed my neck tightly just like old times. He pulled my hair with his other hand so we were eye to eye. He kisses me and says “Damn kitten you still taste the way I remember.” Grabbing me by my cunt and whispering dominantly in my ear. “I am going to tie you up and take a blade to your tits slicing lines in them so your blood trickles down for you to taste.” His words are music to my ears down to my cunt and he knew it. We got out of the club right away and went back to his torture chamber for a little old reminiscing session. I was horny as fuck so this was definitely needed and I still never fell out of love or “subspace” with him. I deep down still know I belong to him and only him.
We fucked that bitch up
Me and my friend found a little whore and snatched her up right under the nose of her stupid mother. That bitch was paying more attention to her phone than she was to her little brat so she deserved to lose her. Oh it was so fucking hot! My friend was making that little whore suck his cock in the car before we even got a block away. She was crying and begging us to take her back to her mommy but why should we? If that bitch really cared about her fucking crotch fruit she would have been watching her right?? Well she wasn’t so now we get to fuck her and torture her and kill her. Maybe when we are all finished with the little whore we will return her to the park we snatched her from so that her neglectful whore of a mother can find her well fucked badly beaten corpse there. It would be a fitting punishment for her I think.
Taboo Phone Sex Pain Slut
Body built for taboo phone sex was why he called me. He said I looked like a woman who could handle some pain. He had no idea. As a teen girl, I was a cutter. It didn’t start off as liking pain. It was because it was what I could control. How deep I cut, how long I cut myself for, where I cut myself were all variables within my control. A few years later, I was using razor blades on my flesh because I needed pain to cum. I am no longer a young girl. I have been inflicting pain on myself and letting others inflict it on me, so I am now a seasoned pain slut. When Ted told me to do things to my body, he thought I was faking things because I was not crying, I was moaning. Pinching my clit, slapping my ass, pinching my nipples is youngster play to me. If you want to hurt me, you need to bring your A game. Once I told my caller I was a seasoned pain slut he had me burn myself with a cigarette. Now that hurt because I burned my clit. I also rubbed Icy Hot up my asshole for him and I won’t lie, that hurt. I am pain slut. It just takes the right sadistic man to find my pain threshold with torture sex. Is that you?
Killer Phone Sex Is Foreplay For My Lover
It’s a great time in the Summer with our partying into the wee hours of the morning. My lover and I will often go out and find some crackwhore breeder and lure the little gutter brat from her with a variety of means. If the whore is preggo it’s best to take care of things before she brings a useless waste of space into the world already an addict it’s the least thing this world needs. I love it when the addict breeder is nice and young and can destroy her real good as we abort that blackhole ghoul from her belly. Nothing makes me more excited then seeing the dead eyes of this cunt roll into the back of her head and her diaphragm stops contracting and flattening as she is no longer breathing. She’s just another piece of garbage for the garbage man.
Killed against my will
I was forced to go on a blind date with a very abusive man and little did I know but it would be the last date that I would ever go on as the snuff sex whore that I am. He poisoned my drink while we were at dinner so that I was in a vegetable-like sedated state. I was aware of what was going on around me however I had no physical control over my body whatsoever. It really was horrific especially because of all the insane pain that he inflicted upon me as I lay there halfway conscious of what was going on around me. He totally had all of it planned because when he drug me back to his house and threw me into his bed, he had all of the necessary tools right there ready to be used on my worthless piece of shit body. He had dozens of vials of poison and medical grade shot needles ready to be penetrated into my blood stream. I was screaming and terrified on the inside but there was nothing that I could do. It was my time to die and succumb to the disgusting death that he had planned for me. He wrapped his abusive hands around my filthy neck and choked me out as he stuck shot after shot into every inch of my body. He really wanted to make sure that every crevice of me was filled up with his deathly liquid. I was foaming at the mouth and making gargling noises and that only further pissed him off even more. He shoved my panties into my mouth and used a crowbar to plunge them down my esophagus. Between the suffocation of that and getting filled up with toxic waste, I was done for. I don’t even deserve to be buried or cremated, i’m not that important! He threw me into the trash bin and let me rot until I was withered away to nothing but disgusting bones!
Ass Rape Porn Nightmares
I didn’t believe in hypnosis. That all changed when I met Pat. He wanted to help me slay my inner demons. That was only partially true. He wanted to get in my head and fuck with it. He brought out Cassie, by inner bad ass bitch. Cassie betrayed me. She told Pat things I don’t even admit to myself. Dark things about my father. I think he talked mostly to Cassie and the two plotted against me; played mind games with me. I am terrified of two things in this world: spiders and my father. Ever since Cassie ratted out my secrets to Pat, I am having the most terrifying nightmares. The one that haunts me the most is being tied to my bed with what appears to be a spider’s web. I hear a noise, a loud noise then I see it. A monster in corner of my room. One leg comes out of the darkness, then another. I suddenly realized this 8 legged freak was Godzilla sized. My heartbeat is racing so fast, I think my heart might burst. As the freaky ass spider approaches me, it’s head turns into my father’s face. Suddenly, it is half man and half spider, a metamorphosis of my two greatest fears. Then, the creature made an ass rape porn with me. I was never so scared in my life. But it is lingering. This fear I have of my father showing up at any moment again. I didn’t believe in hypnosis until I met Pat. Now, I am mind fucked forever.