Category: Medical fetish phone sex

Medical Fetish Phone Sex Calls are Perfect for Pain Sluts

medical fetish phone sexMedical fetish phone sex calls can get wild sometimes. But I am always down for a wild ride. Honestly, as a sexy switch, I will admit that I enjoy cock and ball torture. My bestie, Kelly, taught me how to use sounding devices and castration bands on men. She’s a lifestyle dominatrix. Former stripper who took me under her wings when I was barely legal and just starting out in the adult world.

She has this client named Earl, who is a total masochist. He is into self-harm and CBT. She has been inflicting pain on his balls for a decade now. He wanted to spice things up a bit with two hot women for a cock and ball torture sex session. Kelly asked me, and I was game, especially when she told me how much he would pay for both of us. So, I put on my spiked heels, a short leather skirt and a leather corset, and joined her to destroy Earl’s junk.

Kelly tied him up to his four-poster bed. But she let me go first. And I could not decide what to do first, so I got the sounding device, dipped it in some Icy-Hot and inserted it into his pee hole. Watching his eyes tear up, told me I did it right. Kelly slapped his balls while I worked that sounding device in and out of his tiny little pee hole. I knew that shit had to burn.

Some Men Enjoy a Sexy Bitch Mutilating Their Junk

Kelly and I agreed to put a castration band on him for shits and giggles. We did not plan to castrate him though. We just wanted to make him painfully uncomfortable. But the band went on so tightly we could not get it off. Oops. So, I suggested we use a razor blade to try to slice through the rubber. And that worked, but we sliced open his ball sack too. Initially, we felt bad. That was not part of the plan. Earl enjoys pain, but he did not want to get neutered.

He bled a lot. Cried more. But he still has his nuts. They just might have a nasty scar. He still paid us. In fact, he even tipped us. Turns out he enjoyed the mutilation phone sex surprise he got. He won’t piss right or sit without pain for days. But that’s what this pain slut paid us for, and we delivered.

He Thinks I Have the Perfect Ass for Ass Rape Porn

ass rape pornMy ass is perfect for ass rape porn. At least that’s what men tell me often. I think it has nothing to do with my ass. But more to do with my vulnerability. As a coke whore, men know they can make me do anything for a fix. My reputation as a desperate whore seems solid. Anytime I meet a new man, he knows me from my hardcore anal videos and photos. Men have documented my transformation from a soccer mom to a full-fledged anal coke whore.

Seems like every week, my ass takes more of a beating. Some days, I wonder if my colon will burst or fall out of my body. Yes, my ass takes that much of a beating. Most days, I never realize it is even happening because the coke dulls the pain. And I deal with the aftermath the next day when I feel the full brunt of the violence men like you subjected me too.

Olivier is not a nice man. But I need him. He is sort of my last resort. When I have exhausted all other options, I go to this notorious snuff porn maker for coke. And I get that coke, but my ass pays the ultimate price. Truly it pays. On Monday, I ran out of my generous coke supply that my regular dealer gave me. Holiday weekends, I blow through the blow. And Olivier gave me a nice big bag of coke on Monday to get through rest of the month. But my ass paid the price.

My Ass Pays the Price for My Coke Addiction

Oliver is a big man. He gets entertained easily. I watched him dip his fist in Vaseline. And I knew I would soon be his anal puppet. He shoved his fist so far up my ass that I felt like a puppet. He swung me around the room like a kite. But sadly, I was not high as a kite. So, I felt it all. When he removed his hand, my ass came out with it. But he just laughed and joked that he could swing me around by my prolapsed asshole.

And he did. I felt like his ass lasso. But eventually, he grew tired of me. And he let me go home to get high. Although I feel numb from the coke, my ass feels everything. No matter how high I get, this taboo phone sex anal whore still feels the brunt of Oliver’s abuse. My ass might be out of commission for a while.

I Have Suffered Enough

Rape phone sex fantasies Rape phone sex fantasies. Forced to be a fuck toy , started off as a fun filled night, good music strong drinks and hot guys. When we first met you were sweet as can be, we danced all night almost until last call, I asked you to order me a stiff drink while I go pee. That’s where the mistake was made, you spiked my drink with some sort of drug, I still don’t know what it was. When I woke up I was chained to a table butt naked with my mouth gagged and I could not move. However I felt everything you did to my body, the electric shocks to my nipples hurt but nothing compared to the clit removal, yeah I have never experienced a pain like that in my young life after you fucked all my holes with yor cock and massive dildos you decided to mutilate my body before taking me out of my misery, using a scalpel you slowly sliced my sensitive clit and put it in a small jar filled with liquid, tears running down my face as you walk towards my bruised body.What is in store now I have no clue just make it quick and painless i have suffered enough.

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Young voice phone sex????Young Voice’s Twisted Torture: Kidnapped and Used????

Listen up, horny creeps, for a day in the life of a whore that’ll get you rock hard. I had a phone sex session where I played a young submissive, craving rough treatment.

I described my delicate body, imagining being tied up and at the mercy of a dominant daddy. I begged for him to take control, to kidnap my innocence and make me scream. I moaned about the thrill of being restrained, my struggles only fueling his desire. I pleaded for him to use my body, to fuck me hard and leave me trembling. His rough touch, a mix of pleasure and pain, pushed me to the brink. I urged him to go deeper, my tight holes gripping his cock, making him explode. I came, my body convulsing, as he filled me with his cream, marking me as his filthy toy.

If you’re into kinky games, I’ll be your voice of pleasure, guiding you through a world of twisted fantasies. Let’s explore the dark side, where your desires know no bounds! ????????

Choke me out on the table top pussy pounder

 

Taboo phone sex

While my master and I are alone, without company to torture and abuse me he loves to choke me out, turn me blue, make my lights go out. Now I want you to do the same, unload into my submissive, stretched, clammed up tiny beauty box.

On the torture table I go, tied down, leather bound, mechanical devices inserted inside me. I’m sadly so familiar with this room, but eventually love the abuse, take advantage of of the toys and devices. Mommy passed me around at such a young age that when these older men come in to violate me I instantly spew, spit, leaky and drip. Their strong and dominate, throwing me around, choking my throat, controlling my mind at the same time.  You turn on that mechanical big boner thruster.  Up to ten, pounding my tiny sweet pooter. Squeezing through my insides, scratching, ripping, tearing my little fanny walls up.

That’s not enough for you, with a god damn additional dildo on my bell, over stimulated my snatch was about to fucking blow off, white, goey, chunking facial jizz.  I left you with piles of squishy, squirt, seeping lady liquids from your mouth.

Torturing the Pathetic Male: A Dark Pleasure

Castration phone sex???? Evil Bitch’s Castration Game: Torture Session ????

You sick fucks won’t believe the twisted shit I’m about to describe. I had the most intense phone sex session, torturing some guy who wanted to be my slave. I played the part of an evil bitch, and he was my pathetic toy.

I told him I’d castrate him, cut off his balls, and he begged me to do it. I described the knife, sharp and gleaming, and he moaned, his voice shaking. I teased him, saying he’d never satisfy a woman again, and he fucking loved it. I talked about tying him up, making him my helpless bitch. I’d whip his ass till it was raw, and he’d thank me for the pain. I imagined his screams as I tortured his body, calling me ‘Mistress’. I described how I’d deny him orgasms, edging him for hours, and he pleaded for release. It was all about power and control, and I fucking dominated. He got off on the pain and humiliation, and I thrived on his suffering. This pathetic guy got the torture he craved, and I delivered it with a smile.

If you’re into extreme pain and want to be controlled, hit me up. I’ll be your cruel mistress, and we’ll explore the dark depths of your twisted desires. Let’s play a game where you suffer, and I fucking love it! ????????

Taboo Phone Sex Might Just Cost You Your Balls

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is the only kind for me. No vanilla shit is offered here. Men are stupid. They see a Goth girl and think they can just fuck her. Like we are desperate for their fucking average cock. And men who think no means yes. I guess they did not get the memo that no means no.

So, when Gary hit on me at a bar last night, I knew he would get a free ball removal from me. Now, if he had understood no meant no, he would still have his testicles. But this asshole kept pressing his luck. And finally, I let him think he wore me out. Sometimes, men act so pathetic and desperate. I guess they are a slave to their dicks.

Balls are a Privilege Not a Right

Well, Gary will no longer be a slave to his balls because he no longer has them. So that means his dick will never get hard again. Without the balls, the dick hangs like a limp noodle forever. I went back to Gary’s place with him. I’m always strapped with knives, so no one ever gets away with anything with me. I convinced the loser to 69 with me. The first time I ever had a loser’s balls that close to my face, but I did not want him to see the castration phone sex coming. And he did not see it coming either.

His dick and his balls dangled in front of my face. Even though I did not want him anywhere near my cunt, I needed him to learn a lesson. So, I sucked it up. Although, I planned on using my knife to cut his balls off, I had a change of heart. I still planned on castrating him. But instead of my knife, I decided to bite his balls off. It’s messy. And painful. But fun. At least fun for me.

Men Who Do Not Take No for an Answer Lose Their Balls

My teeth tore through that thin skin at the base of his cock. He tried to get off me, but like a Pitbull, I did not let go. He could not shake me. Once my teeth managed to rip his ball sack off, I pushed him off me. He covered my face in blood. Not the first time. And it will not be the last time that someone’s blood coated my body. He laid on the other side of the bed like a rag doll. Limp and looking dead. But I did not kill him. He just went into the shock from the loss of blood and pain.

I cauterized the wound with a lighter. Then I left. Although I could have enjoyed the torture sex longer, I wanted to wash his blood off me. And the smell of his worthless sack. Luckily, I never got pulled over. A cop would know by the look of me that I committed a crime. Hopefully Gary learned a lesson, even if he learned it the hard way.

Medical Fetish Phone Sex Leaves Your Cock Mutilated

medical fetish phone sexMedical fetish phone sex, I can really sink my teeth into. Now, that is because I am a sadistic bitch who enjoys extreme CBT. Honestly, my favorite thing is mutilating worthless cocks, and loser small ones too. Not every cock I experiment on is small. Many are, but this guy last night sported a big dick. However, his predatory behavior landed him in the hot seat with me.

Just another guy who thinks he is entitled to fuck any woman he wants. These incel men are the worst. They think the world owes them pussy. So, they take what they want. No incel I have ever met did not need cock and ball torture sex. When he woke up, he found himself heavily restrained, and groggy from the roofie he tried to put in another girl’s drink. He did not see me switch their beers. Some men can outsmart a girl. But never me. I have eyes in the back of my head. Plus, I can spot the predators a mile away.

Leave it to a Sadistic Bitch to Mutilate Your Junk

This wannabe force fucker had a big cock. But he simply sported a mutilated dick about half its size by the time I finished with him. The first thing I did was use a large sounding device dipped in Icy Hot and shoved it down his pee hole. His tears looked real. I am sure the pain was real too. That had to hurt. But I wanted it to hurt. And I had just begun.

The second thing I did involved razor blades. I made tiny cuts on his cock and his balls. Then I dumped rubbing alcohol on his carved-up dick to make it really sting. More tears. This man I planned to leave alive so he would not prey on women again. But even a mutilated cock can bounce back. So, that is why castration phone sex followed. I neutered the asshole. I enjoy castration most when my victim lives. That way every time he take a piss he gets a reminder that he will never fuck or jack off again.

 

Evil gyno emptying out my creamy cunt

Medical fetish phone sex

I’ve been a naughty bitch, master has found out I’ve fucked another man, defying his rules, backstabbing, lying, cucking his massive dagger dick. I couldn’t help my desire for a plain attack on my soft snatch, not the typical assault, violating, abusive force I was used to.

Into the medical room I go, evil creepy gyno on crack set up, dusty walls, feet clamps, such an evil bastard you are. Tied down preparing my cervix to be suckout out, dried and cleaned. Every drop of white chunk cream cum that was shot in my tight little pussy had to be gone. You open me wide, lube my sweet subtle pussy lips, swollen, I’m  shaking in fear. I beg you to stop but you insert a giant cervical dillater, force me open, stretching and tearing up my pussy with no numbing gel. I’m screaming with the raw pain, slowing inserting the cannula and curette. 

You tell me over and over what a whore I am, pinching my titty’s while bending down to turn on the vacuum . I’m screaming and crying while you suck my insides out, cum cleaning, blown out pussy walls, blood dripping droplets of leaky leftovers.

Knife Play Phone Sex Includes Castration with Me

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex keeps me busy. You might be surprised about how many men call me for castration. They want it to hurt too. Although I can and have used elastrators on them, I find it more fun and more painful for my victim if I use my knife. When I first started this gig, not nearly as many men wanted to lose their junk. But now, I get many men a day who understand they have worthless dicks. I enjoy a self-aware man.

But I do meet plenty of men who lack that self-awareness too. Lisa hired me to castrate the man who force fucked her ass, filmed it and uploaded the footage to an ass rape porn site. She wanted revenge on her ex-boyfriend. He likes to date women, force fuck them, then humiliate them all over again with an uploaded video of the assault. I would have castrated this man for free.

Lisa wanted it to hurt. She wanted permanent scarring and pain. So, no rubber band. I got to use my knife. She lured him to her place begging him to fuck her ass again. He took the bait. And he met me when he came over. I injected a syringe of Fentanyl to knock him out. Not enough to kill him. But just enough so I could subdue him and get him into my castration chair.

Not All Men Know They Do Not Deserve Their Balls

Lisa wanted to do the honors of slicing his balls off. And I did not deny her the revenge she needed to move on. It’s not that I like women. Friends, I do not need them. But I cannot let men take advantage of women, profit off it and get away unscathed and richer. She did not want to dull his pain or slow the bleeding, so she sliced his balls off with an old, rusted knife. He screamed loudly. Almost sounded like a girl when he screamed.

When his balls hit the floor, she did not miss a beat. She stomped on them while he watched in horror. I liked this girl. She had a mean streak in her that I could relate to. After she trampled his balls, she scooped them up and shoved them in his mouth. More horror on his face. He lost a couple pints of blood before the bleeding stopped. We let him live. And we knew he would not go to the police. He committed more crimes than we did.

Now, he can never fuck a woman again. No more revenge porn. No more humiliating women. And no more sex. He cannot even beat off. Lisa did not really need me. She’s a sick little bitch in her own right. Castration phone sex never gets boring.