Category: Medical fetish phone sex

Fuck my cold, dead pussy and warm it up.

Necrophilia phone sex

 Necrophilia phone sex is over the top for some people. But deep down, we all love the macabre tales of people who love to fuck dead bodies. This is your story.

She was gorgeous, tanned, rich, and totally out of your league. You’d been lusting after her since grade school. You were the creepy guy that no one looked at twice. Your job as a morgue helper did nothing for your social life. You met me on a snuff website. We both loved to torture and make people bleed. Sometimes I’d hang out at the morgue with you after hours so we could experiment with cutting up flesh and removing organs neatly. You laughed when I sucked a dead man’s cock. Then I cut it off and shoved it up his ass. He wouldn’t be needing it.

I was there with you when a call came in. A fatal car accident involving a young woman. The coroner dropped her off and left. When you pulled back the body bag, I heard you gasp. It was your teenage crush. The back of her head was gone and her legs were broken and dangling. But her face was beautiful, even in death. I didn’t say a word as we undressed her. Her perky tits and waxed pussy were like alabaster and stone cold.

I knew what you wanted. I walked over and pulled out your erect cock. “Fuck her. You know you want to.” I whispered. I spread her broken legs wide, showing you the pink meat within. You were on her like a dog on a bone. You licked and sucked her dead nipples, making a trail over her flat belly to her bald pussy. I moaned as you moved between her legs and forced your cock into her lifeless slit. I rubbed my own clit as you blew her corpse full of cum.

Her autopsy isn’t until Friday. Looks like we have all week to to play with your new girlfriend. Maybe I can find a “stiff” cock to play with while I watch.

 

Killed A Grandpa In Hospice

Killer phone sexI love having forbidden fun with old people while they are in hospice nursing homes, haha it’s so fucking easy to apply to go in to volunteer and then have your way with the dying elders in any which way you please. As long as I present myself as a studious, trusting young lady, they let me right in to go and visit with them while they are on their death beds. Well, this one time I went in and visited with a dying Grandpa. The employees there all thought that I was there to keep him company and make him laugh, little did they know but I had much more malicious intentions! This little old man was barely living when I entered into his room but he was conscious and happy to see me, he looked like a dead vegetable quite frankly. I locked the door behind me and did him in! I climbed on top of him while he layed in the bed and suffocated him with my thighs as I rode his face and demanded that he lick my pussy! He was so bad at it but that’s okay, he was about to be murdered anyways! I wanted to make sure his last moments were memorable! It didn’t take long at all before his tongue sloshing ended, prompting me to check his breathing and sure enough, he was gone. I was so proud of myself! I called the nurses in and told them he had died, little did they know that I was the culprit. Wish I cared! Can’t wait to have fun with my next victim!

Night time Home Invasion

 

home invasion phone sex

Let’s look back at my first experience as an accomplice. It was a home invasion phone sex situation. Dressed in black, we broke into this family home. We weren’t looking to steal anything. But there was this young girl we’d been watching for some time. She was a petite blonde with perky tits. She wore these tight spandex yoga pants that drove you wild. You wanted her bad enough to risk being caught. You knew that I loved a challenge.

We got into the house through the bedroom window. Someone forgot to teach this young lady to lock her bedroom window after her little boyfriend crawled in for a little kiss after the parents went to bed. Oh yes, she was easy pickings.

I slapped duct tape over her face before she could scream. You ripped off her panties and gown. I grabbed her legs and spread them. While you violated her with your rape phone sex fantasies, I began to record it. Helpless victims make me so wet.

You violated every young hole. Her mouth. Her virginal pussy and her tight shithole all got pumped and pounded. Finally you asked me to join in for the finale. A little medical fetish was always fun. I took out my blade and quickly sliced off her nipples and her clit. I dropped the nipples in your shirt pocket and tossed the clit in my mouth. It’s my favorite flavor of gum.

Her body was bucking in pain as we ended her story.  A neat slash across her jugular severed any hope of a future. Blood hit the ceiling along with your cum. I feel bad for her poor boyfriend tomorrow trying to explain that he wasn’t her killer. I’m sure her parents will understand.

 

 

Off with your cock, Loser.

castration phone sexYou cheating fucking Loser. I spit in your face. You’re the type of man who deserves castration phone sex. Do you really think you can get away with treating women this way? Do you think your cock is so special that you can stick it in any fuck hole you please with no repercussions.

I watched you in the club tonight, looking all ghetto in your saggy pants and swagger. You hit on every woman who walked by.  Just the good looking ones though. The less attractive, you poked fun at. I watched girls faces crumple as you verbally destroyed them. I’m a cold hearted bitch but you are an asshole who deserves a whooping. Bet you wouldn’t be so smug with no cock or balls.

Tired of watching you, I approach you. Your eyes light up as you take in my slim body. “Wanna smoke a fat one?” I ask you. You nod and follow me to my car. “Hey, sexy, you wanna suck my cock?” you ask me. I respond with a kick to your nut sac with my steel toed boots. You go down hard.

You’re my prisoner now. You’ve gotten into some bad pussy for sure. MINE. I’m gonna give you what you really deserve. I unzip your pants and lay your cock out on the table. Your eyes bulge as I pull out my blade. Blasphemy explodes from your mouth as you beg to the almighty. Too bad, loser. You met the devil instead and now she owns your soul.

Vengeance is mine, saith Natasha. Welcome to hell. Now you get to burn forever as a dickless loser.

OBGYN Dark Medical Fantasy

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If you’re the doctor I have to let you do anything you want. You’re a medical professional who should be treated with respect. Make me open my little legs up wide so you can insert the speculum. This isn’t a typical device- yours opens much bigger than it really should. Watch me squirm around while you open my unwilling little cunt up as far as you want. You realize I’m not going to make this easy so you ask a male nurse to come in and hold me down for the rest of the examination. His cock swells up when he sees the tears in my eyes he decides to start throat fucking me while you jack off right at the opening of my pussy. Then you go to your drawer and get a wart removal iron and begin mutilating my clit- this should stop me from slutting around town since I won’t be able to enjoy pleasure from stimulation down there anymore. Just when I hope it’s all finally over, you remove the speculum so that you and the nurse can put both of your cocks inside me. Blood and cum everywhere, you tell me I can get dressed and leave. I secretly can’t wait for my next visit even though it hurt so bad. Call me to confirm my next appointment!

Ass To Mouth Human Centipede

2 girl phone sexEver heard of the infamous human centipede? Well, it’s a horrific ass to mouth act where people are stitched together through their gastric systems. I know, it sounds horrific! My Master has a friend who is a twisted surgeon doctor, he malpractices all the time and doesn’t give a fuck about any of his patients. He’s a dark and demented man and looks at the people that come to see him as a science experiment rather than as a life that he needs to help. Master says that he has an extreme mental illness and he does whatever he damn well pleases! The doctor has been wanting to use me for one of his demonic fantasies, a human centipede, an extreme medical fetish. Master willingly sent me off to him so that I could be a victim of his fucked up scheme. When I arrived at his house, he had an underground dungeon that looked like the inside of  a scary and torturous science lab. There were two other young ladies who were waiting on my arrival. The doctor had them tied up and they were screaming and crying, begging me to help set them free. They knew what was about to happen to all of us! I was next to be tied up and thrown on to the floor like the helpless, pathetic cunt that I am. I knew that I deserved all of what was awaiting me. The surgeon took his needle and thread and began to sew one of the girls mouth to the other girl’s asshole. She was screaming bloody murder and flopping around as she tried to resist the pain but it only made her situation worse. Her cheeks and lips were ripping as she flopped around like a fish out of water, the doctor stuck a needle in her to sedate her down. Next, he stitched the other girl’s mouth to my asshole, she learned her lesson from the first girl and was very calm and still while her mouth was sewn to my body. Once he finished with her, he put a thick dog collar on my neck and tied a rope on it that he connected to the ankles of the girl in the very back of our human train. We were all in severe suffering and pain, it was absolutely horrific! The doctor came in front of my face and began to skull fuck me with his huge throbbing cock. He loved watching the other girls moving around and swaying back and forth as he forced himself into my mouth. I was gagging and drooling all over him and when he busted his load of cum, it drained out of my mouth and down on to my tits. I eventually passed out from the pain, we were left this way for over a week while the doctor has his torturous way with us. I never thought it was going to end!

Taboo Phone Sex Accomplice

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is what a submissive whore does best. Normally, men only call me for their submissive slut needs. They like scenarios where I am beaten, snuffed, tortured and force fucked. Tommy, wanted to see my accomplice side. He was less interested in hurting me. He needed me for his revenge scenario. I was the perfect blonde bimbo. Just the kind of woman his former boss loves. Tommy got fired from a good job simply because the boss’s mistress liked him. Tommy paid me rather handsomely for the job. When we met, I assumed he wanted me as his fuck doll, slave or pig. I was intrigued that I was hired for the accomplice role, not the victim. I had no trouble luring his former boss to my place. I was a damsel in distress at the right time. He was putty in my hands. Seriously, this guy really was a sucker for a buxom blonde bimbo. I gave him a thank you cocktail laced with heavy sedatives. Tommy was just waiting for the meds to kick in to drag him to the basement. My basement is a slave’s palace. All the toys and equipment a master needs. Today, that master was me! Tommy tied his boss to my St. John’s cross naked. When his ex boss saw him, he was livid, but tied up. I administered a healthy dose of cock and ball torture. It was fun to use my various whips and paddles on his cock, especially when I saw how small of a cock he had.  Seriously, for all his bravado and flirting, I expected way more than 3 inches. Tommy filmed me swatting his tiny testicles with a fly swatter. Even captured his boss eating my piss ice cubes. I was having so much fun, I got carried away and castrated him. Well, I half castrated him. I accidently took one ball off. The creep liked it. A sadist at heart, so I took the other one while he begged for it. All caught on camera. Tommy didn’t want his job back. Our little revenge plan was all for blackmail. I got a nice bonus for castrating the loser too. I won’t let it go to my head, but clearly, I got some accomplice phone sex training!

Taboo Phone Sex: I Castrate and I Kill but I Never Care

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex? That’s all I do. I had some jackass call me last night calling me sweetie and honey. Clearly, he had me mistaken for another girl. I don’t do terms of endearment. I am no one’s sweetie or honey or boo. I explained to him that if he wanted to do a call he would have to cease with the sugar-coated talk or lose his testicles. He agreed. After I was done processing him, I came back and asked him what his extreme or snuff fantasy was tonight. The dumb bastard not only asked me what snuff meant, but he called me baby. I went ape shit on him. I verbally abused him with a litany of insults for about 10 minutes before I whacked off testicle #1. I made sure he understood that he was far too dumb to reproduce before I lobbed off testicle #2. As dumb as this jackass was, I think he discovered his inner pain slut. After I rendered him nutless, he begged me to take his dick too. Since he was only 4 inches hard, that was extremely easy to accomplice. If you call me for castration phone sex and you aren’t a total tool, I will numb you and cauterize the wound. However, if you are a stupid fuck, I will let you bleed out for a while before I offer any assistance, if I even offer any at all. This dumb fuck laid in a pool of his own blood, sans his balls with a severed penis, calling me baby. Castration turned to snuff rather quickly. Clearly, he had a death wish. I’m not the kind of bitch who warns you once, so you sure as fuck know I am not the kind to warn you four times. At that point, we were having snuff phone sex. I broke out the chain saw and dismembered him like Leatherface would. You don’t play by my rules, you die. Simple.

The Brain Surgeon

Sex With Dead Bodies

Strapped to a table, I struggled against the restraints. Even my head was stuck in place. I could tell that I was naked, because the metal table was cold against my bare skin. Then I saw him. A tall, slender man wearing a surgical mask and scrubs. He took his gloved finger and ran it slowly up my thigh. He picked up a strange looking tool from the counter with a cylindrical blade. Realizing what it was, a circle saw, I started getting really worried. The buzzing made me scream out in fear as tears rolled down my face. Straight through my hair and skin, he drilled a large hole right in the top of my head. Blood spurted from the wound as my life left my body. Then, taking a large knife, he made a decent sized incision in the center of the whole to simulate a wet pussy. Barely able to contain himself any longer, his hands shook as he guided his throbbing cock into my squishy brain. Harder and harder, he humped my head until he was done emptying his balls into my cranium. His cock and abdomen were covered in blood when he pulled out. Unfazed, he put his pants back on and dumped my body on the side of a desolate highway.

Castration Phone Sex is My Fav

castration phone sexWhen guys ask me what my favorite kind of call is, I never hesitate when I say castration phone sex. It might surprise you how many calls a week I get for this. I’m prepared too. My grandpa ran a prison. When it was shut down and merged with a new modern prison, I inherited some memorabilia. My favorite is the old death row chair. If this chair could talk! It would tell a tale about lots of men needing their nuts removed so they wouldn’t get their lives erased. If you made P men eunuchs, perhaps their urges for little ones would be harder to act on. If you lobbed off the balls of murderers perhaps they wouldn’t feel the need to kill so often. Testosterone makes men crazy. If you castrated men who attack women because they know they can’t get fucked without force, perhaps they wouldn’t be about to get it up to do the deed. If men with naughty desires came to me first, I could solve the problem of overcrowded prisons. Of course, there are just tiny dick losers and pain sluts who can benefit from junk removal too. This former death row chair is now a castration chair. Straps used to stop a prisoner from convulsing, keep you from seizing from the pain. The little cup underneath designed to collect the piss and shit a prisoner leaves when exiting this world, collect your testicles now. The plank for bracing limbs when a prisoner’s body goes into shock from electrocution, separates your cock from your balls for me. This chair has the souls of dead criminals in it. Now it has the blood and tears of losers who don’t deserve their balls.  I have the sharp knife, castration bands, booze, mouth bit and soldering pen. You just bring your worthless balls. I’m ready for taboo phone sex. Are you?