Category Archive: Medical fetish phone sex

Bondage Phone Sex and Anal Torture

bondgae phone sexI have no official training in bondage phone sex. I just know men love to restrain me in uncomfortable positions and do bad things to me. Even my stepson enjoys restraining me. When he comes over with ropes, chains, spreader bars, and a ball gag, I worry. I know he is in a mood. And that mood never goes well for me. Last time he came over with that kind of BDSM equipment, he live streamed our encounter. He beat the crap out of me. This time was no different. He needed money and I am his easiest means for making fast money. I do not understand the world of cryptocurrency, but he makes good money live streaming our encounters. Plenty of men in the world with mommy issues. Viewers pay in Bitcoins to watch the stream and they tip extra to watch him do certain things to me. Just when I think things cannot get worse, they do. This last stream a man paid 100 Bitcoins to watch me double fisted raw. I have no clue how much money that is. I suspect if it turned out to be pennies, he still would have done it. He put me in his office chair with my legs over the armrests. I had a ball gag in my mouth and my ankles were bound with my arms pinned behind the chair. He widened my asshole with a speculum first for his audience. They were eating it up because I could hear the dings of Bitcoin tips. He cranked it as wide as it would go. He ripped it out then while my ass was gaped, clasped his hands together making one fist and thrust inside me. Even a seasoned ass rape porn star would have screamed, bled and shit herself. I was in so much pain, but my muffled screams just turned him and his audience on more. It was torture. Anal torture. And it lasted hours. I do not think I will ever shit right again.


Castration Phone Sex Fantasy Vs Reality

castration phone sex I get Ims and emails daily about castration phone sex. So many losers in the world who know they have worthless balls but are too wimpy to do it themselves. Apparently, they are too stupid to know how this works either. On the phone it must be role play because I am not there to really take your balls, even though many times I wish I were. In my personal life, I castrate guys often. They pay me thousands of dollars, not $2.00 a minute, LOL. On the phone, we either simulate what it would be like to have your balls removed by a bad ass bitch, or you have a sharp knife handy and be prepared to call 911 after our call. Phone castration is fantasy phone sex. Logic would make you think that most men would know that, but some losers think I can come right on over with my knife collection and cut off their balls. This is phone sex, not an escort service. The men whose balls I take in real time have either paid me handsomely or just pissed me off that much like Gerry last week. Small dick loser who thought he could talk down to me. He made a couple wrong assumptions. First, he assumed I wanted to fuck him. Hell, no. I have standards and he did not meet any of them. Two, he thought he could insult me. Maybe that works on insecure women, but I am not insecure. I thought I left the loser in the bar, but he followed me home. Well, he followed me to my kill shack in the woods because I realized he was following me. He never left the cabin. I cut off his balls and his dick and left him outside bleeding, so the wild animals would tear him apart limb by limb. Gerry paid with his life for being a tool. If you are lucky, you just pay for a call and some extreme CBT torture sex.


Babysitter Phone Sex is my specialty

Babysitter phone sex

Babysitter Phone Sex is my specialty. I love to babysit and turn those tots into little punching bags. Slipping in some Benadryl in their juice and having them all knocked out. I call up my best fuck buddy over who has a great pcock, and together, we violate these littles together.
We both love to lick their tiny slits and finger fuck them so good. They are half asleep, but I don’t stop being mean. I begin to pull their hair and pinch them all for my amusement while my fuck buddy slides his juicy pcock deep in their tiny assholes.
It gets so wet to see him torture them, and when we are out by the pool, I even make them my little fun game and drown them for a bit and let them come up for air just in the Knick of time. The torture is excellent. They are so young they can’t even form a few sentences—what a wild hot adventure.

 


Castration Phone Sex Fantasy

castration phone sexThink you want castration phone sex? You would be surprised how many men do. They lack the balls to take their balls. Pun intended, LOL. That is where I come in. I am not afraid to chop off a man’s balls. Let’s be honest for a moment. If a man wants his balls removed, is he a man? I do not think so. I think I need to step in and chop those worthless nuggets off for a loser who cannot muster the guts to do it himself. Many find me from my ads on the dark web. Some I find all on my own, like Terry. He is a neighbor. Turns out he is a peeping Tom too. I was up late on calls, and I heard something in the yard. So did my dog. There was Terry with his face pressed against the bedroom window. I was in my dungeon which is in the front of the house. I ran outside with Billie my Rottweiler who is very protective of me. She stopped him from hopping the fence. I told him he could come inside, or I would call the cops. He chose to come inside. Did I mention he is a schoolteacher? Total pervert and I had no idea until last night. Once he was inside, I told him I was old school. I still believe in an eye for an eye punishment. I used my taser on him to make him more manageable. I put him in my castration chair to take his worthless testicles. This chair has killed criminals in the past. Now, it is castrating perverts. The way to stop a peeping Tom is to take away his dirty urges. The way to do that is to remove his balls. I separated his cock from his balls. One slice and they were dog food. Billie loves eating worthless balls. I used a hot skillet to cauterize his wound. And I sent the loser back home with his balls. I am a cock and balls torture sex queen. I have no problem treating your man bits like Mike Tyson’s opponent. 


Snuff Porn Death Scene

snuff pornHe told me he wanted to put me in snuff porn. I needed the money, and I did not grasp yet what he was taking about because I was jonesing for my next fix. I thought I was at a temp modeling agency, but this agency was much more sinister. The guy I interviewed with was a sex trader who sells women on the black market. He did not have a job for me. He had a buyer for me. I just had no clue, until it was too late. I was in this dark room waiting to meet who I thought was my co-star. He was my captor and executioner. This was like Hostel. Women were duped into auditioning for their deaths. The guy came in wearing a black mask. He told me I was a piece of trash and a worthless junkie whore. He thought I was some street junkie who had no family who would look for her. I am a suburban housewife with a secret life. A secret life that was going to get me killed. He had all sorts of knives and devices that could cause fatal harm to me. He was into torture sex. He flunked out of medical school, but since he comes from money, he can buy his fun and fund his sick education. He started slicing my skin, peeling it off my body so he could see my veins and the blood pulse through them. The pain was immeasurable. I had never felt anything like this before. Surely, I was about to die. Die a horrible and painful death. I was tied up in his chair, skinless. Every nerve in my body exposed for his macabre experiments. I was going into shock when he doused me in gasoline and lit me on fire. I felt like I was in hell. I wished I were because that would have meant I was dead already. What are your snuff phone sex fantasies?


Medical Torture Sex

torture sexTorture sex is what I was there for, or so I thought. We had agreed to some rough sex, even hardcore anal. I even agreed to some minor, burns, cuts and physical abuse. I was duped. They lured me to this abandoned house in the middle of nowhere to harvest my organs. This was snuff not torture porn. I saw the instruments and surgical bed. Then I saw all the coolers. I was strung up wide awake watching a surgery on another dumb whore who fell for the same scam. They put her under but carved her up. No way she was surviving. They took all her vital organs. They even took her eyes. I was terrified watching this brutal dissection, especially knowing that I was next. I was kicking and screaming. I was going to fight being chopped up for parts. When a guy came to prep me for my dissection, I chomped his ear off. I was like a rabid dog and I was not going down without a fight. I gave the guy a struggle. I took his ear, but he managed to get a needle in me. The next thing I know, I am on a surgical table and a man is operating on me. I woke up while I was cut open and hands on my organs. I was paralyzed. I was awake in my own worst nightmare. They were weighing my organs and talking about how much money they would make harvesting a healthy woman’s organs. When they saw my eyes open, they teased and taunted me. Called me names and told me my death would benefit folks in a way me living never could. It was a hot medical fetish phone sex role play. I am hoping that someone else will sacrifice my life in the same way. I can die nobly.


Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex fantasies are the best. I am a kinky bitch. I always have been because I like to party. I was partying with these guys the other night that promised me coke for every freaky thing I did. They wanted me to mutilate my ass hole. They gave me a huge baseball bat and told me to sodomize myself. They dangled a big bag of coke in front of my face, so I shoved that bat up my asshole with no lube. I was high and not feeling much pain. I did prolapse myself, so I took my coke and left. They were disappointed. I just did not realize how much until they busted into my house late at night to fuck me some more. This time I was not as willing. They were not trading favors anymore. They broke in and had a plan. They were going to take me against my will. They tied me up to my bed and took turns fucking my ass, which was still sore. They joked about shoving my prolapse back inside me. I was crying and begging for them to stop. I mean I do have home invasion phone sex fantasies, but this was too much, even for a dirty anal whore like me. I was tied up. Nothing I could do. I had no negotiating power. They fisted my ass until I was shitting and bleeding on myself. They wanted to pay me back for cutting them off before they all came. They zip tied my prolapse and put Ben Gay on it. I was screaming in pain and I am a pain slut. A certain amount of pain makes me wet. Over that and I am pleading for mercy. They abused my prolapsed ass all night. Left me tied up covered in my blood and shit for my sons to discover when they woke up.


Georgia’s recent medical fun

medical fetish phone sex

I’ve recently become informed in medical fetish phone sex! Oh my god it’s so hot and so fun! Being creative of all the fun and sadistic things you can do! Having a little girl like me as a patient or accomplice, we will have loads of sadistic fun together! It won’t just stop their either. I’ll take it as far as we can go with all the nasty and scary situations I put myself into. Aren’t you ready to hear about the true painful torture of such a hot tight body? Dominating someone like me or using me to dominate another poor little girl as we rip into her precious body seeing all the torturous things we can get away with on doing to her precious body. Let me be your sexy nurse while we bring some little ladies in for you to play with! Roleplay with me and make the hot fantasy come to life with my moans and screams baby!


Cowboy killers

killer phone sex

Cowboy killers are the term used for full flavor cigarettes that ranch hands smoke. Its a slow death but I can get behind that! I want to kill you slowly by my knife cutting into your flesh and bleeding you out slowly.  I do smoke and enjoy using my smokes to burn your balls and thighs if I am so inclined and I am inclined all the time. I am sadistic and twisted in my desires to hurt you. I believe that some men need a little castration after masturbation. And my snuff whore heart always takes it to the extreme and wants to kill you by the blade of my knife. Are you balls worthy to stay on your body? Have you been evil enough? Perhaps you should bring us a nice young play thing and I will let you keep you balls. Then again I am a ball slicer and dicer, I wouldn’t want to cut them off just yet when its the perfect canvas for pain! Are you down to accomplice with me or would you prefer my own sick and twisted torture on your body? 

With all my demonic hate, 

Jezebel,

the murder phone sex fantasies queen of the night!


Anal Torture Sex

Anal torture sex is something I am no stranger to; however, it is mostly men who are administering my anal punishment. I fucked over the wrong bitch apparently. I did not even know I had done it either. A couple weeks ago I met a hot man at a club. He had no ring on his finger and he forgot to mention a wife. I thought he was single and just looking for a one-night hot encounter. I was half right. I was at a different club last night and met this cool chick. Well, she was cool until I realized it was a set up. She spiked my drink. I woke up bound and gagged in her basement. She was yapping about me banging her husband last week and I tried telling her she had the wrong woman. She showed me a picture of her man, and I realized he had failed to mention the fact that he had a psychotic wife at home. She did not believe me when I said I did not know he was married. She had done her research on me. She knew I was a sugar baby and a GFE to married men. She would not have believed me if I protested more, so I just apologized. She took a baseball bat to my ass. She put a ball gag in my mouth to muffle my screams. I think her husband, the man I fucked, was upstairs clueless that his crazy wife was extracting revenge in their basement. She pushed the baseball bat up as deep as she could until it bottomed out and I shit myself. My asshole came out with the bat. I was prolapsed. I was bloody. I was shitty and I was sorry. I was verbally sorry to her for fucking her man. In my head, I was just sorry she was a crazy bitch who exacted revenge with ass rape porn.


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