Category: Mutilation phone sex

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies with an Extreme Pain Slut

taboo phone sexWhat are you taboo phone sex fantasies? I have all kinds, but my favorite involve torture. I am a pain slut. It all started when I was very young. Daddy did very bad things to my ass. According to my therapist, I cut myself as a way to feel in control over a life that was out of control. It was a bunch of psycho babble. The truth was I was a pain whore. I would use daddy’s razor blades to cut my flesh, then use my own blood as lube to play with my pussy. I wasn’t traumatized by daddy using my bottom like I was an ass rape porn star. I realized I loved pain. I also discovered I had a morbid curiosity for blood. Flash forward two decades and I am a submissive whore who loves to be hurt. I need men who aren’t afraid to leave a mark on me. Knives, razor blades, nails, hammers, pliers, hat pins… Sharp and blunt objects that can cause deadly trauma are my favorite for you to use on me. I am well beyond the ropes and chains phase of my life. I have built up a high tolerance for pain over the years. What kind of damage can you do to me? Are you man enough to do it?

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies: Where are My Hungry Cannibalism Phone Sex Men?

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex fantasies are all I have. How about you? I don’t fantasize about the shit that makes a Nicholas Sparks novel or movie. I dream of the stuff that would make Eli Roth gag. I recently saw his latest movie, “Green Inferno.” It is based on a movie called “Cannibal Holocaust.” The premise is a plane filled with do gooder college boys and girls goes down in the rain forest somewhere. The naive group encounters some indigenous folks who want to have them for dinner. Literally have them for dinner. I got really excited at the cannibal scenes. The idea of eating human flesh turns me on. It is extremely taboo, but it is also very wicked. Who hasn’t thought about having some ex for dinner? No better way to dispose of a body than to consume it from head to toe. “Green Inferno” showed the fat guy getting eaten first. Of course they were feeding a village. The perfect dinner for me would be a tender young thing with some meat on her bones. Not too fat not too skinny. Just right. She would be natural. No bleached blondes with fake tits and tattoos and piercings. In this movie, dinner came to them. I like to hunt for the perfect meal. The best meals are planned. You want the perfect main course, so you take the time to find it. And, you take the time to prepare it to your liking also. In this movie, it was clear dinner was served to feed the masses and get rid of the enemy. I just have a special friend or two to serve. Colleges are back in session which means tons of new college freshman with their extra 10 pounds and inability to hold their alcohol. That is my kind of dinner. So who has dark fantasies, patience and a voracious appetite?

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Snuff Porn: Just Another Dead Dumb Whore

snuff pornSnuff porn mommy Blair is my name in the underground circuit. I am known for being an addicted mommy desperate for money that I will do all sorts of vile things for my next fix. Last week, I got a call from a director I have done some work with previously. He does extremely gross porn. Vomit, piss, shit, blood play movies. I don’t enjoy those sorts of movies, but the pay is good. Beggars cannot be choosers. He had a friend making a snuff torture film who was looking for a red headed MILF for the lead. He asked if I would be interested. Of course. Money is money. Snuff movies are not real. They just use a lot of gore to make them look real. I showed up to the casting call and was hired based on the recommendation of Lee and my looks alone. Never tested a scene, never even screamed once. Filming started immediately. My costume was a dog collar, a leather bra and panties and a leash.  I was locked in a dungeon.  It was dark and damp. Smelled awful, like death. I was crawling around when I slipped in something. It felt and smelled like blood. Lee wouldn’t send me to a real snuff filmmaker, would he, I wondered. I tried not to panic, then I felt bodies. Bodies clearly dead, but recently as they were warm still. Female bodies too. Bugs were in the cell. I could feel them crawling on my skin. I was in full panic mode now. This shit was real. I didn’t sign up to be really killed. I started screaming for the director to let me out. I was released. It gave me a false sense of security. When I saw myself in the light, I was mortified. I was covered in blood, bugs and guts. I puked on the floor. I felt  a jolt to the back of my head that pushed me into my own vomit. I heard the chainsaw noise, then everything went dark as I heard someone yell, “get ready for another dead dumb whore.”

I am a stupid whore.

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As I lay here covered in my own blood, Piss and shit.. I keep thinking to myself “you are such a worthless fucking stupid whore. You knew it was a set up. You knew something was weird. She isn’t one of you.. Or is she?” It started out at school It was my first week back and there she was. She looked just like me. Tall skinny and blonde. But She was popular. Everyone loves her and wanted to be her. So When she became friends with me I was skeptical. Friday she asked me to spend the night at her house. She said she wanted to help me feel better about myself. She said she wanted a friend who wasn’t all about being in the “In Crowd” I thought she wanted to be my friend.

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I really did but that goes to show how fucking stupid I am. She brought me to hell. This has been the longest 24 hours of my life and all I can think to do is beg for a mercy kill. She brought me home for her daddy. He wanted his daughter’s tight wet pussy, but he knew he would destroy her, so he made her become my friend. My pussy is bleeding, my asshole is ripped open. I think I have one giant hole now. She is sitting there laughing at me covered in my blood. I should have known what she wanted with me.

Snuff Porn is Real

snuff porn Snuff porn is 99.9% fake. At least what is on the Internet is fake. But, every now and again one makes it on the Internet and people assume it is a really good fake snuff film, but it’s not. I saw one recently I knew was real. My companion for the night asked me how I knew it was not fake. I knew because I was there. About three years ago I woke up chained in a basement. I had clearly been force fucked for hrs, maybe even days. The last I had remembered, I was having drinks with a guy I met online. That man drugged me and sold me to a guy for $1,ooo. A mere grand was all my life was worth. I was not the only woman in that dungeon. This was clearly a Hostel type situation. Women were kidnapped, drugged and sold to the highest bidder to do whatever the fuck they wanted to them. I thought I had been sold simply for gangbang rape porn. That was just foreplay to them.

gangbang rape pornAs I was bound in shackles, I was forced to watch them mutilate a young girl. She didn’t look like a street girl, runaway or even a junkie. This was some family’s pride and joy. The more I focused on her face, the more I realized who she was through the bruises and swelling. She was a high profile missing girl from an affluent family. I knew they would never see their baby girl again. I watched as some masochistic asshole put her on an old time rack. I didn’t know they existed. Her tiny teen body was torn in half. I watched mortified, fearing that was my fate next. I wanted to vomit as I watched her body twitch. She did not die instantly. Her brain took awhile to catch up to her body. I watched as blood and sinew poured from her body. I counted in my brain how long it took her to die.  240 seconds. Approximately 4 agonizing minutes to die. As I watched the snuff film with my companion, I told him how many seconds it would take her to die.

How did I survive he asked? I was never meant to die. Only to bear witness to the fact that snuff movies are real.

Torture by Smores

snuff phone sex It was just a night out in the woods with a potential snuff phone sex lover. He had brought along some good drugs and I was beyond fucked up. The fire was crackling and the sparkles made me giddy. My pussy felt like those sparkles and I was so burning hot. He brought out some marshmallows and the makings for some smores. Little did I know those objects could be used for snuff phone sex fun. I stripped out my clothes , hoping he would take the bait. He grinned as he toasted a marshmallow and brought it to me. I stuck out my tongue only to have him drop the flaming mass right on my titty.  I screamed with pain as he dipped his tongue into the creamy blackened treat. I could feel the blisters beginning to form as he set another one on fire. This time he ordered me to my knees. I could feel the heat coming off the fork as he shoved it into my pussy, cramming the flamed out marshmallow deep inside. No one could hear my screams as he fucked me with that weenie roaster fork, squirting blood all over my thighs. My last thought was of snuff phone sex as he rammed the fork though my throat as he shot his load all over.

Violent phone sex – I’ll be your victim

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It was dark and raining, I could smell the blood coming from my wounds. My skin tingled and my breath was fast. I knew he was coming for me and I tried to run, but had difficulty with my hands tied behind my back.
I decided to hide as opposed to running. I found a spot amongst some shrubbery and was hidden pretty good. Only a few moments went by before he came along, knife in hand, looking for me, his victim. He chuckled this sinister chuckle that made my blood turn cold. He said, “I can smell your cunt, bitch.” It didn’t take him long to find me cowering in the shrubs still tied and gagged.
He yanked me out of the shrubbery by the hair, skinning my knees and ass along the way as he dragged me back to his dungeon. He suspended me from the ceiling and ran his blade across my throat and I could feel the warm blood begin to trickle out. “I want you to die slowly, and I want you and I to be cumming when you take your last breath, you worthless piece of shit.” He began to ram me with his cock, swinging me back and forth from where I was suspended, I could see the blood spraying now. He touched my clit with an electric current and I screamed while he fucked me and I could feel the orgasm start to well up within me. He was grunting, making this primal sound and I let the feeling overtake me.

Truth or Dare…you’re dead.

snuff phone sex“Truth or Dare.” you said with an evil grin. You knew exactly what I was gonna say. We had our cute victim bound and gagged and I could see the look of fear in her eyes. “Dare.” I grinned. “I dare you to carve her like a jack-o-Lantern.” you laughed. I took my sharp scalpel and laid it against her cheek. She wailed in terror as I sliced her from ear to ear across her pretty pink lips, turning her face into a cruel grimace.  “Your turn.” I said, licking the splattered blood from my own lips. You were even more cruel than me, cutting off her nose. I could hear her inhale blood and bone from her caved in face and I saw your cock rise. I was getting aroused too. My next Dare was to rip off her clothes revealing her lithe young body with small budding breasts. I snipped one of her nips off and tossed it into my mouth, chewing it like bubble gum. I knew what your next move was. You were eyeing up that bald cunny. I laughed as you shoved your fist into it up to your wrist and began to fuck her. She gurgled and convulsed. I egged you on as you stuffed our victim full of cock.  You were humping and moaning when I flicked my blade out and severed your nutsac. Never trust a girl with a taste for blood and a need for pain.

Snuff Porn Served The Way You Crave It

Have you ever craved the forbidden fruit, then you get your hands on it’s juicy sweet flesh and all you can think about is snuff porn. You turn on the webcam and start playing with the filthy little tramp that had you committing kidnapping phone sex acts. You are certain that you should make sure to get every bit of your need from the little harlot and start violating every hole in her little body.

Slowly you start easing that cock into her mouth but afraid she may bite down so you take a sledgehammer and knock her teeth in. That bloody mess in her mouth is even more of a turn on as you jam your rod in it and start force fucking that bloody saliva lubricated hole. Next that bald cunt on this fuck doll of yours is so fucking tight and you love nothing more than to rip that slit open with your cock and fuck that hole until it too is a bloody fucking cum filled mess. The asshole on this one is so pink and tight that you decide you’ll have fun using your spiked cock sheath on it. The way that ass was shredded was too fucking hot and you had no choice other than to toss her bloody dead corpse in the cauldron to stew up and serve to dinner guests the following night.

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Home Cooked

torture phone sex I spent all night last night gutting and cleaning her. i can’t believe I found such a juicy morsel. Just the right ratio of meat to fat. Healthy and well fed. Not a drug user, in fact she looked like she took very good care of herself.

The preparation is just as exciting as the actual feast. Cutting from just under the navel up to just under her throat, pulling the body cavity opened and removing the internal organs had my nipples hard and my cunt wet with desire.

Carefully I clean and salt the organs that I will eat later. The heart and the liver. I rinse out her body cavity and use my famous rub for the meat before cutting off her legs, salting and portioning the meat for later also.

Next is the head. I carefully remove the tongue and brains saving those for later as well and placing the head with the organs that will not be consumed. These will be taken to the farm and fed to the pigs.

Placing the meat that has been rubbed down with spices in the fridge to marinate, I went to bed. All night I dreamed of consuming her flesh.

It’s almost dinner time now and she has been cooking low and slow all day. The smell fills the house and has my stomach rumbling.

Soon I will be setting the table for the feast. Won’t you join me?