Category: Mutilation phone sex

Medical Fetish Phone Sex for VDay

Medical fetish phone sexI had no idea where we were. He’d grabbed me off the side of the road, knocked me out, and when I woke up, I was blindfolded. I knew I was naked, my body was laid out on the something metal, and I could feel every inch of the cold. My hands were stretched above my head, tied together to whatever was up there. My feet were spread apart and each bound down, too. What scared me were the straps I felt around my thighs and under my tits. I heard someone come in, and I waited, holding my breath for whatever was going to happen. They took my blindfold off, and I was stunned to see the most gorgeous woman I could think of. She was grinning down at me like the cat who’d got the cream. She told me that I was going to be her love’s Valentine’s Day present. Not a moment later, he walked in. It took a minute to realize that they were both naked except for some plastic-looking aprons. I heard a rattle, and a couple of snaps. He held up gloved hands, smiling at me sadistically while she just kept that Cheshire cat grin on her face. She picked up a marker off of what I assumed was a table, and started drawing on my stomach. I picked my head up to try and see what she was doing, and she just looked at me with that grin again. I could see her drawing hearts on either side of my stomach, and then a line straight down the middle between them. Then, he took over and she walked up to the head of the bed, looking straight down into my face. She leaned over and put her hands over my tits, playing with them, tweaking the nipples, pinching them, squishing them into my chest. He looked up and nodded at her with a grin. Then, he picked up a scalpel and held it right above one of the hearts as I stared on in horror. She looked directly into my eyes and told me to scream as much as I needed. He cut into the first heart, leaving a searing pain behind with every inch. I bit back the screams for as long as I could, but it got to be too much. I just kept watching and screaming as he sliced the hearts out of my body, cutting the skin completely away from the meat. Then, he dug that scalpel as deep into the line on my stomach as he could go, slicing quickly straight down, opening me for all my innards to be seen. She joined him, then, and they started to bathe each other in my blood before grabbing bits and pieces of me to cut out. Apparently I was to be dinner….

Medical Fetish Phone Sex: Dr. Death

So my BFF, a dude, works in the morgue of an hospital that happens to have a botch job of a Neurologist Surgeon. My medical fetish phone sex needs get so stoked when I hear about another victim of this fucking tool that talks really big of himself, he’s a total fraud and so fucking arrogant.

I decided the other day to start flirting with this arrogant ass and see how far I could get with him. Jordan, (my bff), wanted to perform a lobotomy on the creep with my assistance in botching that. We were going to have some fun with this arrogant dick. I lure him to the morgue and tell him I want to play nurse with him and one of the corpses. We get to the basement and as soon as the elevator opens Jordan is waiting with a baseball bat which he bashes Dr. Death in the head with. He has a strong swing and the great doctors’ head nearly explodes as he stumbles backwards bashing head into the frame of the elevator.

Blood, skull fragments and brain matter is everywhere and standing over him watching the blood hemorrhaging from his head was a complete fucking turn on. I knelt in the crimson stickiness and started smearing it on me I leaned in and kissed his filthy fucking brain before getting up. I turned to Jordan and noticed he had the biggest boner I grabbed him and pulled him down and we just started fucking right in the mess of blood and brain matter getting it all over our naked bodies as we fucked in the hospitals’ morgue.

 

Bloody phone sex for Valentines day

Bloody phone sex

Let me guess, you are going to be a lonely loser on Valentine’s day and you just want some company. Boy you picked the wrong girl to keep you company. I plan on chaining you up and making you my bitch. My worthless pathetic bitch boy! I’m gonna force a big fat dildo into that tight ass of yours without lube! It’s going to be a bloody valentine’s day with me this year. I’m gonna force fuck your dry asshole till you almost pass out from the pain! Then while you are still holding on to your worthless life, Ill start dismembering your body. Limb by limb. Making you watch me destroy your body! Even taking a nibble from your body. Your warm blood is making my pussy drip! Watch me as I slice your cock off and use it to fuck myself!

Castration phone sex : The missing jewels

Castration phone sex

After many drinks for Sailor Jack and a couple for me and my Mistress, Jack asked if there was a quiet place that we could all go. Jack was feeling no pain when he got into back of the cab between Mistress and myself, spreading his arms around us both. As Jack leaned his head on the headrest, we played with his belt and zipper. And soon we had his throbbing hard cock out, stroking it with our cheeks and mouths, Jack was in heaven. When we got to the hotel, Jack paid the cab driver. and we all went inside. As we playfully unbutton his shirt, tickling his nipples and belly button, lightly sucking and licking them. We manage to get his shirt off and loosen his belt and pants. Jack’s hard throbbing dick ticked back and forth, like waiting on us impatiently. We got down on our knees and I sucked on his low-hanging balls while Mistress took his rod inside her mouth. Jack moaned with pleasure as he grabbed her head and shoving her mouth down onto his cock, making her gag. He was about to spurt too soon when I nipping him on one of his balls, stopping his orgasm straight in its tracks. We gave him some of our home-made liquor, infused with fruits and whey. He guzzled it down and quickly became drunker than what he was. At this time he was hornier than he could ever remember- just the opposite of what alcohol usually does. But now he was getting physically getting weak and his mind became foggy. He said his legs became weak and tingly and his arms were heavy. He fell to his knees and was out cold. We rolled him over on his back and have our own fun. His cock remained hard and we giggled with glee. Mistress comes to me and kisses my neck, slides her hand down to my skirt. She lifts the front and slides my panties to the side. Her fingers slide into my wet and hot crevice. I fondled her breast  as my other hand also ran under her skirt. We stood there in pure lust for what seemed forever. We were both hot and ready for more. She mounted her wet cunt over his still erect cock and tells me to put my round ass in the air. As she plunged onto his rod, she fingers my ass. Almost about to cum, I stand and sit on his hips. While she rides him, I make our pussy’s and clits rub together. We kiss and we cum at the same time. Jack wakes up hours later. He’s disoriented and in pain. When he tries to stand, he falls back because of the pain. The pain is the worst he’s ever felt. He looks down to where the pain is radiating and notices white gauze and tape around his testicles. His shaking hand goes towards the wrapping and slowly unwraps. He sits there in shock at what he’s seeing. He sees his penis slumped to the side and realizes his balls were gone.

Torture sex, the misunderstood

Torture sex Torture sex to me is not about the pain itself it is about how it makes me feel in a full body way. Not just physically, but mentally as well. Like mental floss so to speak? Maybe it’s like being a cutter I don’t know. This weaving of metal through my back is a lifelong dream. With a Master of pain a lot of pleasure and release can come from such a set of skin piercings. I’ve seen it with my own eyes. Women and men who enjoy suspension have described it to me as freeing and mind bending. Pain because absent with the rush of adrenaline. The bar piercing is temporary if you go that way. There also fish hook looking apparel. I just want the rings up my back. I find it so arousing and I think having a master rub ribbon of his choosing through each of them and using them to control me. I can almost feel the orgasm now.

Near Death Experience

ass rape pornAss rape porn is a good living for me. I am a submissive whore, so I started answering ads for fetish BDSM models when I was 18. I was a runaway and by the time I was legal to start nude modeling, I had been living on the streets and in hostels for a couple of years. I knew this other runaway who did hardcore anal and bondage films.  She disappeared one day. Answered an ad she saw on Craig’s List, when they still allowed adult ads, never saw her again. The word on the street was that Haley answered an ad for a snuff porn and it was a real snuff movie. That has lingered with me for years. Part of me believed anything was possible including the fact that she was killed for an underground film, but the other part of me thought she just moved to a different city like all runaways. I found out recently what really happened to Haley when I showed up at a studio for a fetish shoot. At first, nothing seemed off. I saw lights, cameras and BDSM  equipment. I even signed a waiver of liability if hurt during the shoot. I thought why would snuff producers have me sign a waiver if they intended to kill me?  They gave me a Xanax to relax, which is not uncommon. However, it looked off, so I didn’t swallow it. I just acted groggy. Maybe one of the few smart things I have ever done. I saw another girl all fucked up like I was supposed to be. They dragged her to a room that looked like a medical examiner’s room. I watched as they dismembered her. Blood splattered everywhere. Her screams were deafening. While they were distracted sawing her limbs off and thinking I was passed out, I snuck into the basement to see if there was a window I could escape through. On the wall were pictures of limbless bodies with severed heads being held proudly as if big game hunts. I saw Haley. Her dead blue eyes staring at me. I threw up before I squeezed my big tits through a small window and ran as fast as I could from that house of horrors.

Mutilation phone sex

mutilation phone sex

I went to the dentist for my routinely clean. I decided to try a new dentist that I found on the local white pages. I now get why no one uses those anymore. I arrived and everything appeared normal. I sat in the big chair and was given some kind of gas that knocked me out. I awoke, looking at my hands and feet strapped into the chair.

I could not move. The dentist was over me and a bright light shinned right on to my face. I tried to focus my eyes and immediately realized my mouth was being held open be a cold metal object, prying my mouth open. I could not even talk, and I was chocking on my spit. The doctor let out a laugh and had pliers in his hand.

“You need some teeth pulled”. I wanted to scream! He started ripping all of my teeth out of my mouth. I was gushing blood out of my mouth, and with each tug I thought I was going to pass out from the pain. He stood up, pulled down his pants and pulled up my dress. I chose the wrong day not to wear panties!

He spread me open and fucked my unmovable body on the chair. He forced himself into me over and over again. When he was about to blow his load, he stood up and pointed his cock at my mouth. I already couldn’t swallow very well.

He blasted his cum in my mouth, plugging up any room to breathe I had in my mouth. He took out a syringe and said that my eyes could use some work. I have a feeling I am not going to make it out of here. Lesson learned. Never use white pages, and always where panties!

snuff porn for master’s pleasure

snuff porn

Master brings me to his play room again. The same girl as before is on the table. He commands me to torture her. I really didn’t enjoy it the first time but, it’s my life or hers in the balance. I choose my life. I walk over to her and open master’s play bag. I pull out the cunt spreader and spread her pussy hole wide. She begs me to stop. I sigh and ignore her. I pull out master’s twelve inch dildo. I don’t bother lubing it up as I shove it into her drying cunt hole. She screams in pain. I feel a bolt rush down to my clit. I don’t understand why this is getting me off. I take the knife and I slit her wrists and belly. She begins to bleed out slowly. I take out the dildo and smear the blood on it. She cries out loud as I shove the blood soaked cock back into her dying wet pussy. I thrust it in and out of her as hard as I can. I take the knife and slice off her nipples. I toss them over to master’s dog. He eats them. I raise the knife and shove it into her chest. She gurgles a scream. I watch her as she lays there dying. I take the knife, look at master and lick her blood off. Master is pleased with me. Good!

Torture phone sex with Paulina

Torture phone sex

I had a session recently with a particularly brutal Master. He is strong, experienced and knows how to use me. He’s brought something with him today. It is the tower of pain. I was really turned on when I saw it. It looked like it would rip my nipples off if I made a bad move. I had a mind to not be on my best behavior.
He put the device on me and I was immediately thrown into a whirling sensation of pain, I was getting so wet. Involuntary tears streamed down my face from the pain. He patiently told me to bend over, and rammed a piece of ginger into my asshole. The pain was so intense and searing I came and he was not happy. I had not asked nor had I waited until he was done with his amusement of torturing me. He spun me around and slapped me across the face, but it did no good. I love being slapped, choked and used. He violently pushes me down to the floor and starts to use a round very spiked hair brush and shoves it in my fuckhole. I screamed and he only did it more. All he muttered to me was, cum now for me bitch. My tight pussy bloodied and sore Master takes his cock out and fucks me, he fucks me hard. With each slam he pulls the tower of pain clamps on my nipples and is almost ripping them off. As he finishes he sits down on my chest and jerks off his cock spraying my face with his cum…he is one of the best. He makes me stand up by pulling on the tower of pain; I hear the whip of a cane and the crack across my back. He was caning me as hard as he could, with every whip I wanted even more. Finally with welts all over my back and legs he takes something from his pocket, it’s a lemon. He squeezes it hard and the juice starts to flow out of it. Rubbing it on my back, In scream and squirm and beg him to stop…it was so erotic and painful I was ready to die.

Violent Sadistic Phone Sex

Violent Phone Sex MaceyNothing turns me on more than violent and sadistic phone sex! I love being tortured, mutilated, belittled and made to feel like scum of the earth! The more that you torture, force fuck and beat the hell out of me for your sexual pleasure, the better! Nothing is off limits! My tight, dirty little cunt is horny as fuck for you! Verbally and physically abusing me makes my pussy fucking drip! My slutty whore body is yours for the taking! I want to be your demented sex slave and cater to all of your evil ways and needs! Drag me into your torture chamber and do whatever you damn well please with me! The thought of you torturing such a gorgeous, slutty, luscious body and the extreme pain and anguish that you’ll inflict on me is fucking intoxicating! I want you to be extremely unmerciful and cruel while we get down and dirty! You better love treating gorgeous women like pure and utter shit! I’m your personal property to use, abuse, humiliate, torture, mutilate and even dispose of, should that be your wish at the time to further enhance your sexual pleasure! My only desire is to pleasure you without any concern for myself whatsoever, I am your filthy whore! Inflict the maximum amount of pain imaginable on me, I beg you!