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Torture phone sex with Morticia… Cock torture…

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You called for Torture phone sex but you wanted to torture me… Watch as I laugh in your fucking face. You think a pussy as white bitch boy like you can make me bow down to you and your tiny cock. No sir. No fucking way. Now you have pissed me the fuck off and I am considering making you a fucking eunuch. No one fucking lives to talk about speaking to me in any dominating way. You made a mistake didn’t you. You thought you were going to have a fun time making me your Torture phone sex victim. Your first mistake was opening your mouth with out permission and for sticking your cock in this hole. Now you are tied up and the Torture phone sex is about to begin.

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I wonder how many times I can force your cock to cum? Oh you get super sensitive after each time you cum? Perfect for me. I love hearing you beg as I rub your cock so fucking hard I start to rip it, tear it. Look at all of the cum and blood on the ground.. Tell me again who is more dom? 

Truth or Dare…you’re dead.

snuff phone sex“Truth or Dare.” you said with an evil grin. You knew exactly what I was gonna say. We had our cute victim bound and gagged and I could see the look of fear in her eyes. “Dare.” I grinned. “I dare you to carve her like a jack-o-Lantern.” you laughed. I took my sharp scalpel and laid it against her cheek. She wailed in terror as I sliced her from ear to ear across her pretty pink lips, turning her face into a cruel grimace.  “Your turn.” I said, licking the splattered blood from my own lips. You were even more cruel than me, cutting off her nose. I could hear her inhale blood and bone from her caved in face and I saw your cock rise. I was getting aroused too. My next Dare was to rip off her clothes revealing her lithe young body with small budding breasts. I snipped one of her nips off and tossed it into my mouth, chewing it like bubble gum. I knew what your next move was. You were eyeing up that bald cunny. I laughed as you shoved your fist into it up to your wrist and began to fuck her. She gurgled and convulsed. I egged you on as you stuffed our victim full of cock.  You were humping and moaning when I flicked my blade out and severed your nutsac. Never trust a girl with a taste for blood and a need for pain.

Snuff Phone Sex at the Car Wash

Snuff phone sex has become a routine part of my life. Today, as I was hitchhiking, I came across a small town with a couple of churches, a single school that accommodated all 500 of their young from pre-k through 12th grade. The football team was their pride and joy, and all the little ones were hyper-religious, just like all the adults in the town.

It being just that type of town, I should have known what I was getting myself into. They were running a fundraiser to help the team out, since school is starting back up. They were trying to get a running leap at the funds they’ll need to make it to the bigger games. I stopped in and watched for a little bit, just because it was a change of pace, and you never know who might inquire and be kind enough to offer you a lift even a mile or so up the road.snuff phone sex

I was invited to come help, and since I was wearing my short denim skirt and a tight little tank, I didn’t see the harm. So, I joined in, helping these teens wash cars for “a good cause”. Apparently, this town hasn’t seen much by way of strangers, because every person there eventually stopped to watch me. Before I knew it, one of the girls walked over and started popping me across the back and backs of my legs with her wet towel. It hurt, and I asked her to stop before starting to leave. I don’t know why, but apparently I just have “victim” tattooed across my back. A couple of the guys came over and held me down, and the girls then all started whipping me with their wet rags. The guys were laughing and using the abuse as a reason to feel me up. Before I knew it, I was being raped right there by half the team while the girls, in their outrage that I was getting their guys attentions and dicks, continued to barrage me with wet towel smacks, slaps, spit, and so on. I couldn’t get out of there fast enough once they finally let me go.

Blasphemy Phone Sex with a Taboo Phone Sex Bitch

blasphemy phone sexBlasphemy phone sex is hotter than hell. Do I look religious to you? Fuck no. When I was a young girl I did very bad things in church. My parents forced me to go to Catholic church, but I had the soul of Satan even then. No innocence in me ever. I remember the time that I got my family barred for life from their church. The priest, who was likely diddling little boys, was droning on and on about asking for God’s forgiveness. Forgiveness for what? I was not yet the castrating, brat killing, murderous sadistic bitch I am today. I had nothing to ask forgiveness for. He was talking about how Christ died for our sins. I was a young school girl what the fuck sins did I have yet? Made me want to commit some since I was already a fucking sinner. So, I grabbed my mother’s  cross, went up to the alter for communion. I turned around, sat on the alter and fucked my cunt in front on the congregation with my mom’s cross. The gasps turned me on. The look of shock on everyone’s face was priceless. Just a little squirt and I was saying fuck God and Jesus as I ravaged my fuck holes with a holy cross. I think they thought I was possessed by the devil. Maybe I was. Maybe I still am. My parents pretty much disowned me after that. They were forced to provide for me, but I never got a hug or an I love you ever again. They tried to commit me several times, but I outsmarted the doctors. I turned the tables on my folks, made it look like I was  just a troubled girl because I was the product of abuse and parental neglect. I was put in foster care and allowed to flourish into the evil sick blasphemous bitch I am today. Fuck God, Fuck Jesus and fuck the sanctimonious church.  It is much more fun to be a brat of Satan than a brat of fucking God. Us taboo phone sex sluts have way more fun than those innocent girl next door types.

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No dream vacation for him.

sadistic phone sexIf only he hadn’t insisted on that dumbass vacation. Do I look like a girl who loves to vacation?  Fuck no. Give me some sadistic phone sex instead anytime. But there we were out on the beach and he is staring at every girl there. So much for our dream vacation. I let him have his fun, flirting, and throwing back tropical drinks. He’d be shitfaced soon and then my own dream vacation could start. He’d find himself all tied up, his dick nailed down and his balls flattened under my heel. Oh, he’d scream but after I poked my icepick into his ear a couple of times, he’d quiet right down. Good thing he wanted this nice little cabana far from everyone else. It was perfect for my sadistic phone sex vacation. I want to see the fear in his eyes and the squeal he makes as his scrotum ruptures. I orgasm as the blood flows and the smell of pain is in the air. This is turning into a much better vacation now. Too bad he wouldn’t live long enough to see the pics. I’ll be putting him into the car along with our suitcases to make that long trek home. And somewhere along the way, I’ll stop, roll his carcass out, squat and piss on it, as I laugh about the poor little boy who just wanted to use me to pay for his vacation. He’ll be on a permanent vacation now, far out in the woods, decaying, as flies dump eggs into his orifices. And I’ll be home, masturbating as I relive the sadistic phone sex torture that I inflicted on him. His vacation was the road to nowhere, my favorite place to go when I need to relieve some stress. Care for a little road trip with me?

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Taboo Phone Sex Monday

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is my specialty. I am not a girl next door, GFE or MILF type clearly. I have a lot of taboo things I enjoy from castration to snuff. I just get off on torture, pain and blood. What about you? One of my favorite taboo calls is being your accomplice while we force fuck, torture, maybe even snuff a young tender thing. This world is crawling with brats. No one really misses one little whore for long. They can always spawn another brat after they are done grieving. I can be your wingman of sorts. I know I look all scary and Goth, but I can tone it down to kidnap a little girl for you. Maybe even a little boy if you go that way. I can easily lure a blonde blue eyed angel from the park, bring home for you to do unspeakable things to. Actually, for me, a taboo whore, they are speakable. I like graphic gory details. I will hold her down while you force your big cock in her tiny holes. I will sit my pussy on her face to muffle her screams of pain. I will lick the blood from her ruined pussy and ass off your dick. I will help snuff her out so she can never speak of what we did to her. We can carve her up well; make her unrecognizable.  Cut off her clit and her little nipples as souvenirs for you . I will wash away all your DNA or just chop her up and douse her in lye so her remains are never found. So who wants to hunt for young girls with me today? Today they are all frolicking around in swim suits and sundresses just asking for trouble. I think we should give it to them.

Snuff phone sex is so much fun.

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I thought I had the night off  from snuff phone sex when you knocked on my door. You were all torn up, claw marks on your face, and your shirt torn. I knew you had tried to molest some bitch and she tore you up. You’re such a fucking sissy. But I felt sorry for you and we set out to teach her a snuff phone sex lesson. She was still running through the woods and it didn’t take long for me to pick her up. She thought she was safe but she was wrong. I love hurting a tease and she was a total tramp. Long blonde hair, red lipstick and her tits hanging out. I took her back to my place where you were waiting for some snuff phone sex. You busted her right in the teeth as we walked through the door, knocking her ass out. We tied her to the work bench and went to work on making her ugly. We shaved her head and cut off her nose. She woke up screaming but we were too horny to stop. Pulling off her panties, we cut off her clit and shoved a hot curling iron deep into her cunt. That was just the beginning of our night and you’ll have to follow me to hear the rest of this sordid tale of torture.

It’s a Castration Phone Sex Day

castration phone sexI have decided it is a castration phone sex kind of day. I woke up in a foul mood. Well fouler than other days. I am not exactly little miss sunshine ever. Few things give me pure joy in life. One of the simple pleasures, however, that I like in life is junk removal. Too many men have balls that don’t need. My motto has always been, “Testicles are for Winners.” So when the Internet guy showed up unannounced when he was supposed to have been here yesterday, I knew he could turn my frown upside down. He was snarky and rude. As he was on my laptop doing a speed test he snooped into my files. Who the fuck does that when they are a professional?  He didn’t enjoy the snuff sex photos he saw so he started calling me a sick bitch. I showed him what I do when presented with bad customer service. I handcuffed him to the desk chair. He didn’t even see it coming. I think he just saw some emo punk girl. Never for a moment thought I was a dangerous bitch. He realized it when I had his pants around his ankles and my knife under his balls. He started pleading for me to be reasonable. Begged for me not to take his family jewels.  If that was the family jewels his family was in for a big disappointment. He just annoyed the piss out of me. He was late, rude, condescending, not to mention quite judgmental for a man with a 3 inch dick.  I let him whine and whimper for a few minutes then lobbed his worthless balls off.  The world doesn’t need another dick in the world. Let’s face it, the apple rarely falls far from the tree. Now, I just assured no bad apple would ever come form this douche bag. He was sitting their crying, bleeding all over my floor. A minor inconvenience for my altruism. I let him out of the handcuffs, tossed him a towel  to cleanup then informed him if he told a sole what I did to him, he would wake up one morning with his cocktail wienie stuffed in his mouth. I’m a crazy bitch, so he will heed my  warning.

Torture Sex with Dirty Needles for a Teen Dream

torture sexTorture sex is so much fun. I picked up a hot teen slut at the mall over the weekend. She was the antithesis of me. Clean cut, fresh faced, self entitled and not a tattoo or piercing on her. High school cheerleader type. Daddy’s little angel. Mean girl who thinks girls like me are what’s wrong with society.  I decided to dirty her up a bit. I spiked her fancy frappuccino drink. She woke up naked in my basement chained to a pole. I had an array of things to torture her with, including dirty hypodermic needles I gathered from the neighborhood junkie hang out. When she woke up she immediately had attitude. I was doing Taylor Swift a solid by inflicting some pain. This teen dream needed to experience a teen nightmare to have a better appreciation for others. I started sewing her virginal cunt shut with dirty junkie needles. She was screaming like a banshee. No pain no life experience. No appreciation for others. She needed a nasty infection and some pain to teach her not to be such a little twat. I shoved a bunch on dirty needles in her cunt then  sewed her pussy shut with needles. I love piercing the flesh of young girls. Their blood is cherry red. Their screams are like angels singing to me. Her pussy was swelling up as I pierced her pussy. I could smell the infection. Have you ever seen a blue waffle? It is disgusting, even for me. But that is what I was turning her perfect pussy into: a diseased, infected blue waffle. Gangrene of the twat. Just so the whore would remember me better, I tattooed my name in her chest. Now she was a good dirty whore. Now she had something to be a bitch about. I told her if she ever told anyone what I had done to her, I would kill her but not until I made her watch me kill her perfect family. I think she knew that if a sadistic bitch could ruin her pussy, I could just as easily ruin her life.

Piercings, Tattoos and more with Ivy

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I myself love getting tatted up. I love getting fun piercings all over my body. I love it because it makes my clit hard and my pussy wet. The pain feel so fucking good! I can feel pain being sent from the top of my head down to the tip of my toes when I feel a needle going into my skin. My favorite was when I got my cute little nipples pierced! I should get them done again! The pain was amazing. Took my breath away and made my cunt drip just after the first one! I loved feeling it scrape through my nipple. My Body Modification artists did it real nice and slow making sure I could feel every fucking tissue cell being ripped apart as he shoved the needle into my nipple. Just thinking about it makes me so fucking horny… I might need to get another piercing or tattoo… Who wants to pay for my pain? I wanna cum so fucking hard!

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