I have a new torture sex caller. I may be a little more hardcore and sadistic than he is used too, but we had fun talking about our favorite subjects. Unlike some callers, he did not expect me to be something I was not. I had two guys today who called me thinking I was a submissive bitch. Never. I cannot even pretend to be submissive or a girlfriend. Just not who I am. I am a sadistic. I enjoy torture. Inflicting pain gets me off. My sexy caller and I swapped techniques for torturing male subjects. His experiences are more sensual than mine, but I enjoyed hearing what he does to a young male subject. Before I became a professional taboo phone sex sadistic, I was a dominatrix. Men and even some women paid me for pain infliction, cock and ball torture, even castration. I love to crush balls. I enjoy using sounding devices too. I have an array of instruments I use to torture a naked male body. Knifes will always be my favorite. I can cut, slice, stab and gut with a knife. I use cigarettes, cigar and blow torches too because burning flesh is so much fun. Then I have a variety of other tools for inflicting pain. Pins to pierce the scrotum and nipples. Bio Freeze for your cuts and pee hole. Large dildos and speculums for your asshole. Ropes and handcuffs and a spreader bar to bind you. I have vibrators and cattle prods, even a few tasers to shock you. My entire house is full of torture devices to crush balls, cut off cocks and kill men. I get sexual pleasure through your pain. I do not need men for romance or sex. I just need them for torture and amusement. Killing and torturing men is my happy place.
Category: Medical fetish phone sex
A Torture Sex Weekend
It has been a torture sex weekend for me. My husband and our sons are camping for the weekend. That left me home alone with my stepson. He has been making good use of his time with me too. Not an hour after my husband and sons were gone, my stepson had me naked and tied up in the basement. He has been running experiments on my body. Electric shock to my girl parts. Needles to my tits and clit. Industrial vibrators inside my pussy and on my clit simultaneously. Watching my body convulse and bleed is like foreplay for him. He was super high and that brings out his sadistic side. He hates me with a passion, but usually he will let me get high first. Not this time. He said it would dull my pain and skew his experiments. Only a few hours in and I wished I was dead. I am not sure how I am going to survive the time until his father is home. This morning, he put firecrackers in my ass. I could smell my flesh burning. The pain was worse than I thought it would be from a tiny stick. He put cigarettes out on my nipples and clit, burning even more of my flesh. I have no idea what I will tell his father if he sees my wounds. I will not heal quickly. I may be scarred for life with some of the burns. There is no way out of my situation either. He has been blackmailing me for over a decade. I tell my husband what junior does to me, my husband will divorce me and take my sons away from me. And after I have lost everything that matters to me, my stepson will take my life and make a snuff porn while he does it. I just need to suck up the pain and understand this is the mess I made of my life.
Jezabels’ Evil Snuff Phone Sex
Jealousy sometimes fuels my snuff phone sex. I see these whores around town with big round beautiful tits and I get enraged. I need to have these tits to play with for myself! I may be young still but my tit set will never be as round and beautiful as theirs.
By the age of 19 most chicks have what they will have. I refuse a tit job, and prefer to make my jealous rage into something that will get my pussy off at the same time! I lure these bitches into death but first a bit of torture will sustain me and my longing to have the perfect rack.
My long thin scalpel is perfect for slicing nipples and into the flesh of a slut. The nipples’ perfectly cut off like a piece of pepperoni and shoved up their ass so you can fuck then into that anal cavity where they belong.
Then you and maybe a few buddies with similar fact cocks can fuck large tit holes until they swell with cum and explode all over me. Blood and cum some of my favorite things. Don’t forget she has other holes and we can always carve out some more for a gangbang rape porn session!
Bloody Phone Sex Sacrifice
I love bloody phone sex. You would think I was a vampire for as much as I love blood. Crimson red blood is so beautiful to look at. It tastes even better than it looks too. The blood of little girls is my favorite It is coveted. I like to bathe in it as well as drink it. I sacrificed three super young tarts this week, so I could feast on their blood. I lured them away from the park. I drugged them and exsanguinated them. Drained them of every inch of their blood until they bodies concaved, and their bones collapsed. If you were with me, you could have fucked them first. I do not like to be wasteful. Human flesh should be enjoyed to its fullest, but I was alone and have no desire to fuck some little dumb slut with no pubes or tits yet. That is your type though, right. I just wanted their yummy blood. I drained their little bodies into the tub. I sat naked in the porcelain claw foot tub while three dead bodies bled out into the tub covering me in their sweet red liquid. I scooped out some in a wine glass and toasted their sacrifice. I am into the occult. I will be able to live longer and look younger drinking and absorbing the blood of virgin girls. I am in my thirties, but I look 10 years younger. I keep this up and I will be 60 looking 30. Little girls are born every year. Too many of them. A few times a month, I kidnap a few pretty young things and give them a higher purpose. Their snuff porn death is not for nothing. I get stronger. I get younger looking and I get more powerful with every yummy ounce of virgin blood.
Medical Fetish Phone Sex Sick Fantasy
Do you enjoy medical fetish phone sex? I have a weird fantasy. More like a dark desire. I want to go to a sadistic gynecologist. I want to be completely naked and in stirrups. I want to be strapped down and sexually tortured until I pass out or die. I know. I am fucked up. I was at the hospital a couple days ago for a Covid-19 test. I saw all these handsome doctors around and wondered if any of them were sadistic, woman hating bastards. I know they take an oath to help people, but many folks still believe Jack the Ripper was a doctor. Maybe that is where I got my demented medical fantasy. I have a love for true crime. I masturbate thinking of myself as the victim. Sick bitch, I know. Maybe you would like to play doctor with me? Have you ever wanted to sterilize a girl? Or mutilate her sex organs so she will never reproduce or fuck again? You know, ruin a woman forever. My fantasy is dark, but I am constantly masturbating to it. I am probed with a sharp speculum that cuts my cervix. Shreds my girl parts until my womb is empty. I am strapped down with my internal girl parts in a bloody pile on the floor. You would think that would be enough, but no. I want fucked with a cattle prod. I want my clit burned with a blow torch. I want my labia lips cut off with scissors. Violent and sadistic torture sex of my female parts makes my pussy so wet. And, let’s not forget about sexually mutilating my tits and asshole either. They are up for torture too. Damn, I need some violent fucking. I would settle for some violent phone fun, however. Think you are sadistic enough for me?
Castration Phone Sex Makes Me Tingly
I do any sick fantasy well, but I do enjoy castration phone sex more than I should. The thought of a loser being so self-aware that he knows his balls need to be removed makes me all warm and fuzzy. Yes, I know something is wrong with me. I have heard that since I was a little girl. I used to castrate my sisters’ Ken dolls. I also beheaded their Barbie dolls. I am the black sheep of the family. I take after my great grandfather. He was the head of a private prison that experimented on prisoners for profit. They were guinea pigs for pharmaceutical companies giving my great granddad kickbacks. It was cruel and unusual punishment, but these were the dregs of society, so I never understood why anyone gave a fuck about how they were treated. I was just a little girl, but I understood that those men did not deserve the same rights as me or my grandpa or you. When I was a teen girl, I got to assist him. I was set to inherit his prison when the Feds shut him down. I did get all the prison’s content including the electrocution chair. It was made in 1952 way before I was born. I use it for castration and torture sex now. As much as I love castrating men on the phone, the real deal is what gets me wet. It is just that guys I castrate in my grandpa’s old execution chair do not know they deserves to have their nuts gone. The losers who call me, do. I do not need permission, however, to remove some one’s balls or sexually mutilate their sex organs. I do it for the greater good. Small dicked assholes do not need to reproduce more small dicked assholes.
Friday Nights are Bloody Phone Sex Fun
It was a bloody phone sex Friday night. I decided to sacrifice a virgin and drink her blood. Have you ever seen the horror flick, Hostel 2? It is my favorite movie because the women are bad ass in this movie. The main girl is supposed to be the victim, but she is not having any of that shit. The opening scene, I masturbate often while watching. Let me describe the scene. This woman buys a girl to kill. She has the young gal strung up above her. The woman is naked underneath her in a huge tub. She uses sharp blades to slice the kidnapped girl in all the right spots, so she bleeds out onto her body. She is basking in the red sticky blood covering her naked body. It was a movie that inspired me. I must do it a little differently. Last night, I kidnapped a brat who was out way too late playing hopscotch. If I had been her mother, I never would have let her be outside alone playing so late at night. I know evil folks lurk in the shadows waiting for their opportunity to make a snuff porn with such a young star. I saw my chance and I took it. Snatched her right in front of her house like something you see in a Lifetime movie. I drugged her and drove her to my kill shack in the woods. I sliced her tender flesh and draped her over the side tub so she would exsanguinate into it. I felt her warm sticky blood wash over me and I started masturbating. I used the last few drops in her tiny body to fill my wine glass. Then I toasted to her new life; well, her new afterlife. I love the blood of tender age cunts. I think it is the secret to looking so much younger than I really am.
Ass Rape Porn for Coke Money
He wanted an ass rape porn star. A bitch who would take whatever he put in her ass with a smile. He promised me money for an hour with my ass. I thought to myself, “How much damage could he do to my ass in an hour?” I do not know when I will learn. Honestly, I never learn. Promises of coke or money to get coke always makes me throw caution to the wind. Things started out okay. Him and a friend did lines of coke and double penetrated my asshole. I have had more cocks in my ass at once. Bigger cocks too. I grunted, and grimaced because I wanted them to think it was uncomfortable. Men love it when you act like their cock is the biggest you have ever had in one of your fuck holes. The more coke they did, the more fucked up their thinking got too. One of the guys grabbed a baseball bat and the other one grabbed a wine bottle. Using only their cum as lube, they double penetrated me with objects. Now, I was not faking or pretending anything. I was in pain. I hurt. I was trying to focus on the money I was promised, but this was no longer some hardcore anal porn. It was anal torture sex. They wanted to prolapse my ass. They wanted to gape my ass. They wanted to see me cry. I begged for mercy. I pleaded with them to just nut and let me be. I hurt more than I anticipated. I bled more than I expected too. I thought they were done after they came sodomizing me with objects. Turns out they were having so much fun, they extended another hour. More anal torture with cocks and objects. That last hour seemed like an eternity. Surprisingly, they paid me. Even paid me double what was agreed upon because they doubled their time. I guess it was worth it to have coke money again.
Snuff Sex Makes America Great Again
Snuff sex is the only kind of sex I have nowadays. I find even less use for men, people in general with this fucking plague. People are idiots. Men bitching about a haircut, talking about all lives matter, bitching about wearing a mask and complaining about food name changes and statutes being removed and no more rebel flag at Nascar events. I mean why the fuck do they care? Half these idiots are fat old white guys who do not live in the deep south and could not even tell you who the fucking statute is and what that person contributed to history. To me, no white male lives matter at all. All I must do is go on social media and find a jackass with a death wish. I found Bubba. No shit his name was Bubba. He lives a few counties over in a trail park. Poster boy for birth control. Missing some teeth. Big old beer gut yet he had some stupid memes fat shaming chicks on his wall. There was a picture with him in a Confederate flag shirt next to his Ford truck with big old truck balls. He was wearing his Making America Great Again red ball cap and drinking a Pabst Blue Ribbon beer I heard banjo music just looking at him. No way Bubba represents anything great about this country. I decided he needed something more than castration phone sex. I cat fished him. Had him meet me in a no tell motel for a kinky tryst. Like he could get a girl like me, let alone the girl in the picture I cat fished him with. Bubba was so dumb he just thought he was getting two chicks. I drugged him and he hit the floor with a big thud. Bubba lost his balls and his dick. I went Lorena Bobbitt on Bubba because all lives do not matter. And there does not need to be more Bubbas in the world. He screamed bloody murder. I shoved his dick and his balls in his mouth. And I put his Make America Great Again hat over his mutilated sex organs. Normally, I never call 911, but I wanted Bubba to live. I wanted him to know there is a cost to his free speech and sexism. Fat fuck will hopefully learn a lesson. Just for shits and giggles, I carved Black Lives Matter and Trans Rights on his chest. I know that will just annoy the shit out of him.
Torture Sex Doll Mutilated
When you have the reputation for being a torture sex doll, men do not feel the need to hold back their thoughts. I was looking fine last night. I went clubbing with girlfriends. It was weird to be in this bar at half capacity. I am used to wall to wall people. One the one hand it was easier to get a drink and I could hear people talking. On the other hand, there were not as many men to choose from. This one handsome older gentleman spotted me and wanted to talk. He bought me drinks, but he must have drugged them, because I ended up naked and spread eagle on some dingy bed. I had no clue where I was. He was standing over me with a big knife and an evil grin. He spouted off about me snubbing him a few months ago when I had my pick of the liter. He informed me he knew I was a snuff porn whore because he had seen my pictures online. He did not think a whore like me had any business snubbing him. Now, I was paying for a crime I had no clue I committed. I did not remember him. He carved his initials in my belly with the knife and whore on my arm. As I bled, he got hard. I used to be a cutter, so I can handle some pain, but what he did with the knife next was beyond any kind of pain I could handle. He fucked my cunt with a knife while hurling insults my way. I could feel my insides coming out in a way they are never meant to come out. I thought he was done, but he wanted to fuck my bloody ruined cunt. He shot his load in me and laughed that he did not need a condom because he made sure I could never get pregnant. He permanently disfigured my pussy.