Category: Mutilation phone sex

Torture Phone Sex is My Normal

Torture phone sexEverywhere I have gone, and with everything I have done, torture sex has found its way into every aspect of my life. Hitchhiking along the roads and by-ways of the US, I find myself repeatedly kidnapped and subjugated for hours to days at a time. Stopping in small towns to use the restroom, or to visit the beach or local tourist spots, people grab me at random, drag me off to isolated places, and torture sex is had.

No matter what town I find myself in, no matter how good my intentions are or how much I attempt to protect myself, the outcome is inevitable. Torture sex has basically become a fact of life for me, by this point, and I’m not sure I’ll know what to do with myself if it ever stops. I guess I’ll just have to be a nomad, and spend my life criss-crossing our great country, exploring, and looking for the next tortuous fuck. My pussy is getting all wet and throbby just thinking about it.

Don’t Just Fuck Me

Snuff phone sex Do you want some snuff phone sex? I love my job I get to talk about my evil fantasies and kinky things I have done lately. I would love if you just bent me over and just shoved that hard cock right into my asshole with no lube or no spit. I want to feel it ripping open and blood running down my legs. Then take my blood and just put it right on the rim of my asshole and use it as lube. Just shove that fucking blood deeper in to my asshole. Make it cum out of my mouth! Pinch my nipples untill they bleed! Make them hurt. I love how it hurts and how it stretches me open. I love anal gaping don’t you?

What Fresh Hell is This?

Bloody phone sexWith the pipe still shoved in my ass, he called her over to me. He asked her to cut me on my breasts, both sides. She hesitated at first and he grabbed her by the neck, forcing her head back. I growled at him through my frustration. He glanced at me and laughed as he told her that if she didn’t adhere to his whims, she’d face a similar treatment. She nodded her head, and he released her. Almost immediately after her release, I felt the bite of steel across my left breast, and I hissed with the pain. Then came the slice across my right breast. He kissed Brandy on the cheek, gently grabbing the knife from her with the act. Before I knew what was going on, he had the knife stabbed beyond the hilt into my stomach. With that final act of violence, he took his dick out and shoved it into me. He fucked me senseless as I bled out down onto his dick and balls, causing my own blood to lubricate his thrusts. The entire time, the pipe in my ass was slowly sliding out of my ass with the force of gravity. He spent himself into my pussy only moments before the pipe hit the ground and my life snuffed out.

Hell Has Arrived

I could feel blood oozing from the 8 gashes he’d left on my body, never in the same place. I peeked one eye open just in time to see him taking the pipe back from Brandy. I took a deep breath, because I knew this next bit would be what would get the screams he was looking for. I squeezed my eyes shut and prepared myself as best I could in the few seconds between that time and the time I heard the pipe slice through the air, landing hard on the fleshy area between my rib cage and my hip on the left side. I shrieked with the pain of that pipe slamming into my innards. He swung it again quickly, striking the other side in about the same place. He hit both sides once more each, then swung lower and hit my hips on each side, then my thighs, drawing stronger screams with each blow.mutilation phone sex

When he finally stopped, I was heaving tearful wails, struggling to catch my breath. After a minute or 2, I realized nothing else had happened in a while, and I finally mustered up my courage to glance in his direction. He was moving closer, but the smile plastered on his face was ferociously scary. I noticed the pipe was still in his hand, and my worries doubled. My heart started racing faster, and I could literally feel the sweat start to pour from my skin. When he got just in front of me, he took that pipe, and he shoved it into my pussy until it hit bottom, then shoved more, almost like he was trying to force that pipe up through my body from my cervix. I screamed and thrashed, but that only made it worse, so I tried my best to be still and just endure it. He pulled it mostly back out, then pounded it deeper into my pussy, shoving harder. After what felt like another 5 minutes of that insistent, drilling pressure in my pussy, I felt it leave me.evil phone sex

I should have been prepared for it, but I wasn’t. Almost immediately after that was removed from my pussy, I felt it rammed into my ass, and I swear it felt like it went straight up my spine and into my neck, so forceful was his hand. I screamed in frustration and I cried. I looked pleadingly at Brandy, and she mouthed an apology for the pain I was going through, but gave me a thumbs up for taking it like a champ.

TBC

A Hell This Way Comes

I had an amazing day Sunday. Brandy, a friend of mine from https://fuckaliciousfreaks.com/, called me up and asked me to help her out with a caller. I agreed, because she’s a slammin’ hottie who can fuck like nothing. We usually have a good time.sadistic phone sex

This time, she tied me up immediately upon my agreement, and then hung me from a hook in her ceiling that I hadn’t really noticed before. Then, he walked in. I recognized him from a few of my own chats. My blood froze in my veins. The metal pipe in his hands did nothing to help matters, and my breath caught. I literally couldn’t breathe for several seconds. Brandy looked me in the eyes and promised she’d take care of me after we were done, and thanked me for helping her out. My eyes pleaded with her to let me out of this, but she winked at me and stepped to the side, out of my line of vision. rape phone sex fantasies

When she returned, she was carrying a whip in one hand and a knife in the other. He walked over to her and traded the pipe out for the whip. I closed my eyes and waited. I could literally hear the sound of the whip as it slashed through the air just seconds before I heard and felt the crack of it against my skin. It hit my left breast, gashing it, and I hissed in pain. The whip slashed through the air 7 more times as I gritted my teeth and hummed and grunted with the pain. I knew he enjoyed screams, and I wasn’t ready to grant him that pleasure. When he finally struck that 8th blow, and I heard him sigh, I knew he’d given up on the whip.

TBC

Dreaming of Snuff porn

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I started watching Snuff porn after catching my daddy watching it. Listening to their screams and the pain on their faces made my tiny pussy wet. My first fantasy came from a very bloody one I watched one night after daddy got so drunk he finally passed out. I watched everything I could. I was scared but being scared turns me on. My pussy was so juicy and swollen I had to touch myself. I fucked my pussy with the biggest curling iron I had for hours. I love being filled up and I fell asleep with it inside of me. Suddenly a warm feeling woke me up, my pussy was on fire. There in the darkness someone was watching me. Drinking and smoking in the corner. I couldn’t see anything but the cherry of the cigar he was smoking. I could hear the ice in his glass clink to the side every time he took a drink. He was watching me burn. He must have tied me up, plugged in the curling iron and turned it all the way up. It was slow enough to feel the light warming sensation go to beyond intense to torture. It only took 2 minutes to go from cold to fire hot, but it felt like hours of torture. Next thing I know my alarm clock was going off and I was laying in a puddle of my own pussy juices, piss and shit. 

Castration Phone Sex Fever

castration phone sexCastration phone sex follows full moon fever. Men want my junk removal services in far higher numbers after a full moon. There is something about a lunar eclipse that makes people crazy. The term lunatic is centuries old and was coined after people started exhibiting crazy behavior following the lunar cycles. I don’t know if I believe the moon makes people crazy. I think it is just an excuse to act on your darker desires. You can later say, “the moon made me do it.” But, following every full moon, I see an increase in junk removal calls and personal requests to castrate men who know I will do it for them. So last full moon was Aug 18. The very next day, I was flooded with not only castration calls, but 23 personal requests for  junk removal. That was a record in one day. Did I do it you ask? Hell yes. Not only does it make my cunt wet to cut off some loser’s testicles, but I make them pay for the honor of my time. I’m doing all the work. I’m taking all the risk because the stupid law says a man cannot consent to castration. It is viewed as mutilation to the body and no one can legally consent to that. I know. Stupid laws.

snuff porn There are plenty of wise men who know they don’t deserve balls; they are just total chicken shits and can’t do it themselves. I have a castration chair and all the tools necessary to take your balls and prevent you from bleeding out. Most of the time, I prevent you from bleeding out. But one of my 23 full moon fever guys may have not survived. Consider this a warning. If you pay me to take your junk, there is no wiggle room to back out. If you are strapped to the chair already, you are losing your nuts.  And, don’t say you are going to turn me into the cops. Well don’t say it unless you want to lose your junk and star in a snuff porn too. So who needs junk removal today?

The Artist and The Young voice phone sex slut.

Young voice phone sex

Have you ever had a Young voice phone sex slut that will make you do anything? Ever wanted someone to take charge and make you worship her body? My Young voice phone sex will make you do anything I tell you. It’s like being lost in a spell. Well it might be a spell, you never know with me. I had a caller who did every little thing I told him to do and his screams made my pussy dripping wet. We will call this caller Joe. Joe called me think he could make me his bitch. Obviously he can not fucking read. No one and I mean No one can break me. My Young voice phone sex call had him begging for mercy before I hung up on him just so he can suffer. Joe was a painter, he loved to paint evil painting. Lots of blood and torture in his paintings. I made him lube up his dick and tease his cock with the brush of the paint brush. I told him I wanted him to paint me my own special picture but using only his cock. He was going to dip his little dick in paint and slap it around on the canvas. But my young voice instructed him step by step on sliding the tip of his paint brush into his tiny pathetic cock. Listening to his moans and painful cry’s as he shoved the thick wooden paint brush handle into his dick hole. I made him rub his cock until he cam.. But nothing could come out because his dick hole was plugged up. I continued to force him to rub his cock over and over building up his cum loads inside of his cock. The pressure was building up behind that paint brush. It ripped the head of his cock in half… Then I made him paint me a picture using real blood.

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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