Summer parties have just begun, and I’m a party girl so you know I am down to go to them. This past weekend I had a guy try to roofie me and fuck me. A silly amateur move I was aware and did the switcharoo. He knocked out cold, and I was able to wait until the party was over to get my revenge on the dude. The party was at one of my close friend’s house. I got a couple of guys to move him over to a wooded area but before we did that we went in on him. We fucked his ass with a steel pipe and made his ass prolapse. I liked the torture sex he was being subjected too like a dumb twat. I knew my revenge was sweet when his body grew cold just like I love it.
Category: Medical fetish phone sex
Can’t fool me
I Love Watching People Suffer
I have always had a fascination with the medical industry and how far you can push a human body. I love torturing and using some of my own medical tools I have acquired over the years. I love pushing a limit on someone even if they say no, that word is not in my vocabulary. I have a couple stupid bitches that let me experiment and of course no guy because they are all lame and only think with their pin pricks will fuck anything if it gets that thing wet. I had a girl over and my lackey he helped put the speculum inside her loose vagina and stretch it as wide as we could. We got it open about the size bigger than a forearm. I had to choke her with multiple dicks and she was seizing up and all I was doing was fucking my fat pussy in her misery, these guys were like mindless zombies fucking her vagina grand canyon and pouring as much cum into as possible.
Torture Sex Fantasy: Death by Orgasm
He had a torture sex fantasy. I was the perfect star. He bought me at a black market auction for bimbos. He bought me for a steal too because I had outlived my usefulness to any man. My new master immediately put chains on me. Leg irons and handcuffs too. He thought I was moving too slow. “Let’s go Bitch,” he yelled as he slapped me across the tits. I picked up the pace. I inquired where he was taking me. He informed me he was some sort of scientist. A mad scientist who was using me as his Guinea pig for a new assassination technique. He planned to inject me with some microscopic robots that would invade my heart and when I orgasmed would kill me by stopping my heart. His plan was death by orgasm. He stripped me naked, put a leather collar around my neck that kept my head from moving. I was lead downstairs into the dark death chamber basement. I was scared and aroused. A spreader bar kept me from closing my legs as he examined my wet pussy and mocked me for being aroused at my ultimate demise. He injected his mad experiment into my right thigh. I felt weird suddenly. My body was taut, restrained and spread eagle. He used a variety of instruments, including his fingers to masturbate me. As hard as I tried to think of other things, unpleasant things, I found myself aroused. My wet pussy betrayed me. He was determined to make a snuff porn with his purchased whore. I fought the pleasure, but it was impossible. I am a pain slut. Deep down, I knew I deserved to die. I had just hoped, I would not go out like this. I came. I came heard. I felt my body stiffening and soon after chest pain. In the end what gave me the most pleasure in life, killed me. What is your snuff fantasy?
Whores must die
My friend invited Macey and me over to snuff out the new girls in the neighborhood. A little promiscuous bunch moved next door. We could see all types of guys come in and out. My friend invited Macey and I and wanted us to lure the three sluts over. We wanted to give them a home welcoming to the neighborhood. In actuality, we were just going to fuck the whores up and do some wicked snuff stuff with the twats. The three girls were dressed up like complete prostitutes ready for dick. Macey and I got all three fucked up and ready to be used. It was so hot to see them beg for mercy. None of them were going to leave without being subjected to snuff sex. Having three whores tied up is hard work, but it was so fucking hot to see the blood sweat and tears stream. We were going to make sure they each got our masters cock till they all died. Watching them choke out and taking their last breath.
Snuff sex with my ex
There is nothing like fucking an ex over. I am not into makeup sex. I much prefer getting even and showing my ex who is boss. We had a tumultuous relationship I must admit I was probably the culprit of the problems. I am not one to shy away from drama. I love sex drugs and rock and roll. I don’t mind being loud and fighting when I high as fuck. I would get in all rage deathmatch fights with anyone in sight. My ex-decided he had enough and called it quits. I was beyond humiliated and wanted revenge. I waited for a couple of days to pass by, and I was going crazy home thinking about how could I possible fuck him over. It dawns on me. I invited him over and he accepted. I pulled an award-winning performance. I made him believe I was going to fuck him crazy, but I was more in to snuff sex he should have known better. I made him feel like the bitch he was as soon as my strap was in all his hoes. I had no mercy for the dumb fucker.
Drugged for a Gangbang Rape Porn
It was a casting call for a gangbang rape porn. I needed coke. I have done worse for less. I figured this would be a cake walk. When I arrived at the warehouse where the movie was being shot, I was ordered to my dressing room to get naked. I was accosted there by a woman with a needle. I told her I don’t do smack. I am strictly a coke and weed girl. “Today you do what we want bitch,” she seethed as the needle pierced my vein. I immediately felt euphoric. Suddenly, I understood why so many folks get hooked on this shit. It is a powerful drug that took me to never never land. When I started to come out of my drug induced haze, I realized I had rope burns on my body from being bound too tight. That was the least of my problems. There was a baseball bat protruding from my ass. I guess I made an ass rape porn too while I was out. Only the handle of the bat was sticking out, which meant I had about a foot of wood up my shit box. No wonder they made me do smack. I started to fight and cry because the pain was hitting me. I felt another needle pierce my flesh. I lost big chunks of time over the course of the day. I apparently lost a pint of blood and some flesh too because when I woke up there was a pool of my blood under my ass. The director paid me my $500 and told me to sit on a raw steak to help heal my prolapsed ass. He wants to use me again because I can take the best anal torture sex he has ever seen. It must have been the heroin. I want some more.
Sex with Dead Bodies: I Only Need a Hard Cock
I like having sex with dead bodies. I prefer a dead dick to a live one. Dead dick doesn’t try to snuggle or spoon. There is no romance with a stiff. The issue is that you must get a guy in rigor mortis to take advantage of his stiff cock. Good think my best friend, my only friend, is a medical examiner. She works the grave yard shift at the county morgue. She always calls me when a fresh cadaver with a big dick comes in. Last night there was a gun fight in the hood. Two black dudes killed each other. She measured their dicks at 11 inches each. I flew out of the house because I knew by the time I got there, those dicks would be as hard as they have ever been. My friend is a freak too. Doctors have labeled us both anti social with intimacy issues. I am like a praying mantis. I want to bite the head off a lover once I cum. I was killing men I fucked until I realized it was just safer to fuck the dead. I need to cum. I don’t need to date. I don’t need romance. Fucking the dead solves my issues. While I was fucking a huge dead cock, I noticed a few sweet young dead cunts. I bet they would feel so warm on your cock. You can’t fuck me, but I will help you fuck a dead slut. Those pussies never age out.
Castration Phone sex: Eunuchs Make Great P Accomplices
Many men have castration phone sex fantasies. I think that is why women like me exist. Most losers who know they need junk removal, lack the ability to do it on their own. I have a partner in crime who is a eunuch. He is less a partner and more of a slave. He was a local pervert. Spent some time in prison for exposing his little willie to the local brats at the park. He lacks a sadistic mind. No follow through. I have no problem with perverts if they can help me torture and force fuck little annoying brats. All this loser could do was flash his sad little penis, so I took his balls. He knew they needed to go or he was going to end right back in prison where men like him never fare well. It was a mercy castration. Since he no longer gets aroused physically at little ones, there is no distraction. He can assist me in kidnapping precious little angels for the real men. The mean who don’t lack follow through. The men who can and want to do a lot more than just show some little blue-eyed brat his wiener. I make a great dishonest living. It didn’t take me long to realize there was a market for snuff movies with precious little angels. Most P offenders don’t fuck a little one as hard as they want or even at all because the DNA they leave behind, not to mention the eyewitness testimony. I let men fuck as hard as they want with the little tender age slut of their choice. We film it as a keepsake to spank their meat to for decades to come. My eunuch slave and I take care of the kidnapping and disposal of the remains for a hefty fee of course. What would you do to a tiny victim if you knew you would never get caught?
Make your choice
We all all have our secrets and our fetishes. Don’t we ? Well on this site we can write what ever we want and how we feel. I am sick , perverted to be blunt. My fuck buddy loves to make me bleed and sew me up hes just into medical fetishes like me. I’m always thinking of the next best thing to do. I dream about knife play and I actually found someone who likes to play along. Have you? If not that’s what I am here for. I called him to come over yesterday I was healing from last week ,much better now i have to say. My pussy was jabbed and cut just so he can play doctor with me. Then, he fucks me until I open up wider. the pain is so pleasurable , Let me in on what you find fun or tell me what you want me to do with my body choice is yours. But, remember I am a cheap phone sex little slut.
Ass Rape Porn Gets Me Coke and Pain
I am an ass rape porn star. Not mainstream porn, however. My stuff is all on the dark net. It is for men who like seeing anal torture. For men who get off on prolapsed and bleeding assholes. Does that sound like you? I have a huge monkey on my back called cocaine. My need for blow leads to poor decision making. My husband cut off my allowance years ago. Most dealers won’t float me any more blow. I must make underground movies for sick directors to make money, so I can get high. Not all the directors are men. The last anal torture sex film I made was directed by a bull dyke. She hates women like me because we remind her of her whore mother. Apparently, mommy dearest pimped her daughter out for coke. If I had a baby girl, I would have done the same thing. This woman likes to pay old mommy whores like me for pain and torture films. At first, it didn’t seem that bad. At least not compared to what I have done in the past. I can handle a fuck machine ramming warp speed in and out of my ass. I didn’t want to act like it didn’t hurt, so I moaned and moved around like a wounded bird. When she stopped the machine to lube it up, I was no longer acting. She doused the dildo part in icy hot. My ass was on fire. If that was all she did, I would have been fine, but she added crushed glass to the icy hot. My anus was shredding and burning. The more my skin tore, the more it burned. She laughed the entire time. I cried. By the time she was done, my asshole looked like raw meat. I cried so hard. I still can’t piss, fuck or shit without grimacing in pain. At least I got a fix.