I have been busy this week making snuff movies. Not my typical kind either. I was rented to a couple of dykes for the week to settle a drug debt my stepson had. I got no coke out of the deal either. I was traded to a bunch of brutal dykes for their live stream show. They get women and torture them and force fuck their holes while a male audience pays to watch. Every day, they made a new film with me. The last one was the hardest on me physically. They hooked me up to a machine and electrocuted my tits and clit. They even had some steel baton up my ass that shocked me too. Guys would bid for the power voltage and what part of my body to shock. They enjoyed the torture sex of my female parts. The higher the voltage, the more my flesh burned. I was literally smoking hot. My flesh was burning. My nipples looked like they had melted. My labia lips were burning and singed. No matter how much I screamed or pleaded for mercy, my pleas and pain fell on deaf ears. All they heard was the pings of money donations from Bitcoins. I was so sore. I almost wished they had killed me because now I am sexually mutilated and out of commission for who knows how long. I bet that would not stop you from hurting me too.
Category: Medical fetish phone sex
Kill Your Cunt Of A Mother
My pets know exactly how to keep my killer cunt dripping. I adopted a new boy, and he is as sadistic as he is sweet. He wants me to help him kill his rich bitch Mommy, and no request has ever sounded sweeter to my sadistic slut ears. Listen now, beloved. Goddess is going to be very fucking clear; if you fuck this up, I’ll flay you myself and leave you for the crows, do you understand? Grow a backbone, baby. Your first kill is always the hardest.
Your mother, she’s immobile and unresponsive. Her in-home nurses take such good care of Mommy dearest, but those little nurse whores cost a pretty penny, don’t they? My boy wants his inheritance, and he wants it now; so listen up and don’t fuck up.
Wait until her naughty nurses go, and then give mommy a sip of water. She’ll thank you, with her eyes since her bitch body has betrayed her. This is easy prey, baby boy. Do what Goddess says. Slide into bed with Mommy like you do, and ram a short stem funnel in her stupid cunt mouth, and pinch her ugly fucking nose closed. Pour water, and give her a real drink. Oh yeah, we’re dry drowning this bitch.
Pour, and pour, and pour for that whore. Her medulla oblongata will make her swallow, but eventually it will make her breathe too! She can only drink for so long, isn’t that right?
When she is forced to breathe in, she’ll get a lung full of water. Pull that funnel out, and clamp a strong hand over the mouth that humiliated you so much as a brat. Don’t let her choke it out. Make her drown. And when you watch her monitor, her blood pressure will shoot up, her heart beat will skyrocket. Watch her oxygen levels dwindle, and her heart flat line.
Call the nurses and cry. Turn that fear into the best acting moment of your life. No one will question her poor baby boy. Smile inside, sweetness. You took your first victim, and filled your pockets at the same time. Remember to Worship Goddess. I know exactly what you’ll buy me as thanks.
Sharing Torture Sex Techniques
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.
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.