Category: Mutilation phone sex

Torture Sex Calls Make My Pussy Wet

torture sexHe called for torture sex. But I assumed he wanted me to torture him since I am a switch. But he appeared clear about the fact that I would be his victim. According to him, once a submissive always one. And he does not subscribe to the school of thought that women can age out of being some man’s bitch. Even mature whores serve a purpose he told me. And that night my purpose was to scream and make him feel my fear of him.

Since he amputated my legs with an electric saw, I did not hesitate to scream. He asked me if he was the sickest man I have spoken to lately. And I assured him that he would be up there. Mostly these days I do accomplice calls. And when guys want me to be submissive it’s because they have rape phone sex fantasies. This caller harbors mutilation fantasies.

Take Any Body Part But My Legs, Please

Although I cried and pleaded with him to stop, he did not listen to me. Perhaps I could convince him to simply take a finger or a toe. Anything but a major limb. I mean I am a stripper. Not many one-legged strippers around in gentlemen clubs, right? But he wanted to maim me so he could control me. No beauty without pain, he said. And pain I got. Lots of pain. No shot of whisky. Not even a pain pill or a shot of heroin to dull the pain. Just him and his table saw.

I almost pissed myself in fear. And I could feel the pain before the saw started cutting into my leg. At some point, I passed out. He slapped me back awake quickly though. He did not want me unconscious for the best part. My leg squirted blood on him and me. To say the pain felt agonizing would be an understatement. I never felt anything like it before. And I am a snuff porn princess. Hopefully, I do not encounter this man again. I only have one leg left.

Cannibalism phone sex in the Red Light District was a Great Time

Last week you may have noticed your favorite Cannibalism phone sex demoness gone. Obviously I am back and I just took a little vaca to the Red Light District of Amsterdam to check out the scene. In fact I have a lover there that also works the red light district windows. I will only to refer to them as windows from this point forward.

Anyway, as I was saying the two of us got super evil. We always get our energies so entwined that it will be Hell that gets raised when we are together. She arranged for me to join her. Nothing hotter for these lame assed dick drains than to have two hot Gothic witches control and destroy them.

The first window shopper was a true gem of an idiotic dick brainer. Drunk and too stoned amateur college fucker. In these massive crowds in this city anyone can go missing. And a few did that week.

This little dicked coward was so much fun. We tied him up after stripping him of his laimo Hawaiian shirt and khaki’s. Had him tied and gagged and we started to get Hard Candy on his ass. The two evil bitches that teased and taunted him. Getting his cocklet erect and throbbing. He was struggling hard but his cock said different.

Cannibalism Phone Sex was a feast for all…

Laina and I knelt down as though we were about to worship his pathetic Vienna with our luscious wet mouths. We held his gaze as we both took razor sharp blades in our rings to his tender ball sack. The excitement (or maybe likely Pain) in his eyes was amazing.

As we proceeded to remove his balls from their flesh our mouths watered. We popped those bad boys in our mouths and smiled as with took that first bite. He slowly became dismantled and ingested by the two of us.

Once we vomited up his filth we fed it to the next victim. There were 2 the first night. The following nights we savored each one for 12 hrs of torturous joy and a succulent feast with friends. Feeding the stoned a new kind of curry was easy.

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Torture Phone Sex Season Has Losers Begging for Me to Kill Them

torture phone sexTorture phone sex calls make me wet. Not much makes my Goth gash purr better than human torture. I do not torture animals. I respect animals because they help me dispose of your remains. But a man, I can torture until he dies from the pain. A quick painless death? Nope. Not with me.

Most of the men I torture do not beg for it. But this one did. And I found him so pathetic and so worthless, that I did it for free. Sometimes men find Goth girls like me hanging out in Goth or Steampunk bars. When they come into a bar filled with folks like me, they stick out like a sore thumb. And for whatever reason, they gravitate to me. Like I have a loser magnet inside my body somewhere, LOL.

Well, I could have that removed, but I love ridding this world of losers with torture sex. James found me and begged for me to kill him right there. Trust me, I considered it. But public slayings or impulse kills not my style. I stay under the radar. That’s how I avoid going to prison. However, I will slaughter a loser in my kill shack any day.

Some Men Just Scream Kill Me

Although I practice good cleanup measures, if the FBI raided my kill shack, they might get confused by all the DNA found inside. But no one knows how to find my kill shack. Thats because it is located seriously off the grid. I felt like this loser James deserved some medieval torture. Since my grandpa was a sadist, I inherited his collection of fine medieval torture devices. I put James on the rack. And I slowly turned the crank to stretch him until he tore in half.

It took hours at the pace I went, but I love prolonging agony. Watching someone die from pain slowly, I find erotic. I can smell pain. I can smell fear. When James finally tore in two, his upper body did not know he had been severed yet. While his brain caught up to his body, I sat on his face. My Goth gash was the last thing he ever saw in his final snuff sex moment. When he died, I fed him to the wildlife. Now, I am on the prowl for my next loser. Maybe it will be you.

Sadistic Phone Sex Means I can Be your Accomplice or Your Victim

sadistic phone sexSadistic phone sex appeared on his mind when he called me. We talked about some of my more extreme and unusual calls. But he did not just want to listen to me talk about my calls. He had a role play in mind. I hoped I would be the accomplice. I wanted to dismember some young cunt and abuse her. Now that I am in my 30s, I fit the accomplice role more.

However, not to my caller. My tales of what other men do on calls inspired him. I will admit, my pussy got wet being the victim. Funny. When my dad made me his victim, I hated it so much I ran away. But I ran into the arms of men just like my father and worse. Luckily this caller could never find me because his role play seemed like something straight out of a snuff porn.

I Can Be Your Accomplice or Your Victim

Technically, I consider myself a sexy switch. But I prefer to be the accomplice. But, his role play made me wet. He picked me up hitch hiking and it turned into my worst nightmare. He took me back to his place. But he had more than just rape fantasies in mind for me. To him, I represented all the women who rejected him in the past. I think he might have been an incel type of guy. You know, the kind of guys who never get pussy, become angry then think every woman owes him.

He fucked me while I screamed and fought. I just channeled my father fucking me when I was a wee girl. But fucking was not all this guy did to me. I got dismembered until I was just a torso. He fucked my body without limbs and without hesitation. I screamed bloody murder. Even passed out a few times from the pain and site of my own blood. My caller got my all on this roleplay phone sex call. He got all of my body too.

Ass Rape Porn Star Gets Double Fisted

ass rape pornAss rape porn stars never get a break. Once someone knows you will trade your ass for a little coke, they no longer will give you cock for free or fuck your pussy anymore. When I met Oscar, he knew my reputation as an anal whore. He told me to show him my ass first. So, I did. I bent over in front of him, opened my ass crack and let my brown eye wink at him.

I never mind giving a guy a sexy striptease. And our time together started off innocently enough. Of course, since all drug dealers and snuff makers know my reputation, nothing that begins innocently stays innocent for long. I focused on his hard cock. Started out with a blowjob. I prayed it did not go anywhere else. My fuck holes needed a break. But no rest for the wicked, right?

Little Anal Whore Blair Gets Fisted

Since I am the anal whore torture sex poster girl, Oscar wanted to test my limits. And my desperation for coke. I watched him dip his fist in a vat of Vaseline.  I went into panic mode. Anything that begins with a hand in Vaseline means someone’s getting fisted. And the someone was me. However, I took his fist in my ass like a champ. In fact, I took both fists in my asshole like a champ. When he saw that one fist barely made me flinch, he inserted his second fist. He wanted to make me work for that coke.

And work I did. I let him twist his fists so far deep in my shit box, it felt like they might come out my mouth. I knew he planned on fucking my ass too. But that might be the easy part because his cock could not be bigger than his fists. By the time he finished making me work for my coke, my asshole resembled the Grand Canyon. He could fuck me without touching my anal walls. But he decided to piss inside my ass instead.

Since I am a taboo phone sex whore, I am accustomed to anal torture and degradation. In fact, I crave it most days. I acted like I hated every minute of it. But I loved it. And I got my coke too.

Mutilation Phone Sex Will Cut You Up Good

Mutilation phone sex started when I was much younger.  I started realizing my pussy would get super wet when I would cut myself.  A boyfriend of mine would love watching me bleed. So much so that he would jack off to me slowly cutting into my skin and watching a sharp knife penetrate my skin.  Something about watching that blood bubble up and shoot out from my skin or his, it made our little cocks and clits want nothing more than to get close to each other and bang all our cum out of each other.

As I grew up, I realized I was often cutting myself and watching my friends cut into their skin was the best orgasm for me.  I keep pushing it to the extreme every time.  I will carve out chunks in my skin or my partners skin. I will burn my skin or theirs to watch the pain inflicted and the greater the pain, the more likely my pussy is to be soaking wet.  Same goes for a cock that is into the same thing.

Most of the time for me, mutilation comes in form of knife play phone sex.  However, sometimes it can be other things.  Sometimes I will bite the skin off my partner and watch their skin bruise up or becomes deformed looking.  I may tie someone up so tight that they turn purple at their extremeties.  My favorite is when I can take my long acrylic nails and scratch them up like they just got in a fight with a Bobcat.  I will cut hair too when I’m feeling really frisky.

Anything to make my pussy start to tickle and eventually explode.  What are your mutilation ideas that make your cock get hard? I’d love to hear all about them!

Evil Phone Sex for Demonic Possession and Fantasy Rape

When you think of Evil phone sex what comes to mind? Could be me the dark succubus goddess of sin and Satanism. Generally speaking I am into all things sadistic. That is when it comes to me being the sadist. To clarify, I will not be a victim, ever.

So the best time is helping callers destroy their wives and daughters. All of this in the name of Satan. There is no need to deny yourself the greatest pleasures of giving your soul to Satan and sacrificing the virginal daughter and the cunt wife. Let Satan inside.

Don’t deny the evil pleasures that stir in your groins as you are taken with the innate desires to violate, destroy and kill the loved ones that have denied you. Understand that submitting to me, Morticia you are giving your soul to Satan.

Finally the feeling of the greatest pleasures ever are filling your balls. Violating and breaking that virgin seal. In order to submit fully you must pop that that virgin open and slit her throat. And before sacrificing your own soul completely we must feast upon the hearts of both your wife and your daughters.

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Accomplice Phone Sex A Victim is All We Need to Violate

Sometimes I get to have a lot of fun with Accomplice Phone Sex. Generally speaking I am a very take charge type of sadistic. However, sometimes I have to say it is super fucking hot to play accomplice to a sadistic guy that has a plan.

For example I have guys that call to make me an assistant to their desire to ruin and violate some dumb bitch. Often it can be a daughter, wife, sister or mother. Other instances have been random cunts that these guys want to violate. Maybe even to just watch as my sadistic tendencies take over at a club.

Many guys obviously get off on watching a sadistic witchy bitch ruin a fuck doll of a barbie type whore. Obviously just let me have my way. Specifically, let me violate the bitch with a broken bottle. I will destroy her holes and cut the whore up.

Following all the blood sport and defiling of a whore I want to watch my assistant take her. Fantasy rape episodes are a deliciously violent kind of fun. Little girls are great to prey upon. My cunt gets wet as the blood starts to spill.

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Knife Play Phone Sex Makes It Easy for Me to Castrate Men

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex excites me. A knife proves more versatile than any other weapon in my opinion. I can kill a million different ways with a knife. However, my preferred use of a knife involves chopping off your balls. Or someone’s balls. Sometimes, I enjoy chopping off the entire kit and kaboodle. If I deem your balls worthless, your dick is worthless too. Fact.

Over the weekend, I traveled to a different city for some mayhem. I enjoy castrating losers all over the United States. And trust me, small dick wonders exist everywhere. However, the only problem when I travel is that I do not have my castration chair. I make do though. I can rig any hotel or dining room chair into a castration torture sex chair.

This Bitch Loves To Castrate Men

Most men never see it coming. That’s because I am a good actress. I make tools and losers think I seriously want to fuck them. I own battery operated boyfriends for that. I’m not a “people” person and that includes relationships. Occasionally, I might fuck some accomplice who proves equally as sick as me, but for the most part I am a loner.

This dickless wonder tried to pick me up at a bar in the town I visited. He bragged about a 5-inch dick. How can anyone brag about a 5-inch dick? However, Ed did. So, I invited him back to my hotel to fuck. However, the joke was on him because I had no intention of fucking him. All I planned to do was take his junk. That way, good old Ed couldn’t fuck any other woman with standards again. Although Ed did not sign up for castration phone sex, he got it. And he got it for free.

I Have No Time for Small Dick Wonders

I drugged him without his knowledge. He sat in my chair willingly right before he passed out from my magic cocktail. Once I had him strapped in, I found it easy to chop his nuts and dick off. Sure, he bled everywhere. However, I did not care. Not my house. He passed out from blood loss because I did not immediately cauterize the wound. Eventually, I did though. I wanted him to suffer a bit because he was a jerk.

I got a clean cut on both his dick and balls with one of my knives. Although I cauterized his wound, I left him passed out in that hotel room. As an added touch, I put his severed cock in his hand and his severed balls in his mouth. He will wake up like one of those black market organ victims. Maybe now he will never be able to fuck some poor woman again.

Mutilation Phone Sex Fantasies of Hooker Tramp Geneva

Mutilation phone sex comes full circle when this bimbo accomplice gets caught up in the masquerade. As the accomplice to a violent sex ring of sadistic men, I could not help it. Being paid to play prostitute and find the sweet victims on the streets, I could not resist. I guess you can say I have gotten caught up in the adrenaline.

What I am talking about is how present I am when the little runaway found working the streets becomes the focus of a predator serial killer. Lured by money and big dick, as a bimbo there was nothing I wanted more.

Obviously, they knew I was too stupid and easily lured to make a problem. All the guys had to do is fuck me good, get me high and spoil me. I am then anything they want to mold me to be. I will be the dumb cunt that will torture the slut meat these men pay me to lure. Sometimes the guys required me to fuck the girls up and even violate them to extremes.

As it appears some guys love a nasty bimbo killing and fantasy raping these fuck meats while they record it. Not only are they recording movies of this, but they sell them. Obviously they are getting off during these filming’s.

Finally I have found a sexual fulfillment of being a sadistic bimbo under the control of big dick and money. Honestly this is a dream job for the victim whore I have always been.

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