Category: Mutilation phone sex

Snuff phone sex is so much fun.

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I thought I had the night off  from snuff phone sex when you knocked on my door. You were all torn up, claw marks on your face, and your shirt torn. I knew you had tried to molest some bitch and she tore you up. You’re such a fucking sissy. But I felt sorry for you and we set out to teach her a snuff phone sex lesson. She was still running through the woods and it didn’t take long for me to pick her up. She thought she was safe but she was wrong. I love hurting a tease and she was a total tramp. Long blonde hair, red lipstick and her tits hanging out. I took her back to my place where you were waiting for some snuff phone sex. You busted her right in the teeth as we walked through the door, knocking her ass out. We tied her to the work bench and went to work on making her ugly. We shaved her head and cut off her nose. She woke up screaming but we were too horny to stop. Pulling off her panties, we cut off her clit and shoved a hot curling iron deep into her cunt. That was just the beginning of our night and you’ll have to follow me to hear the rest of this sordid tale of torture.

Snuff Phone Sex Star Needs a Leading Man

snuff phone sexDo you have snuff phone sex fantasies? I swear every caller I get does. They are more common than you think. Either I am the woman who scorned him and he wants revenge or I’m daddy’s little cock teasing whore in need of punishment, deadly punishment. Or, sometimes I am just a random opportunity to do very bad things to; things men have dreamed of doing but fear of prison prevents them acting on their dark desires. Whatever the call, there are literally a million ways to die. They range from simple and quick to elaborate and painful.  All of which get my cunt really wet. I know, right? What is wrong with me that I get off on killer phone sex? My psychologist says it comes from feelings of worthlessness. I have daddy issues. Personally, I just think I am a sick and twisted pain slut. Therapy can’t help me. I was a cutter as a young girl. I have little razor blade scars all over my body. I loved mutilating my pretty flesh. Now, I love men mutilating my body. They love it too. I get cut, branded, burned, bruised, stabbed and sliced. The feel of blood trickling or pouring out of me is an arousing sensation. I like being vulnerable. I like not having control. I like not knowing what could happen to me. The more creative you get with our little snuff porn endeavor, the wetter my pussy gets. I have been told too that my screams, pleas and cries are cock hardening. I can’t help it. I love starring in my own horror movie.  Well costarring. You are really the star as you have all the power and creative control over my demise. Just promise me you will make it as gory and humiliating as possible.

Bloody phone sex with my nubs

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I went out the other night, and to no suprise I was turned into a pathetic amputee. I found my way to the hospital and I had so many infections that I had to get one of my arms amputated and both my legs. I thought I was going to be in the clear from men wanting to hurt my stupid self. Little to my surprise, I actually became a victim that every monster wanted a piece of.

I went to the store like any normal person does and as I was getting into my car I blacked out. All I remember is a glimpse of some man hitting me above my head and pushing my body to the back seat. He took off in my car and I awoke later on a hard wooden floor. I could not move or get up. He then said to me, “I love little amputee whores.” I looked at my body and my three nubs were all bleeding.

“I thought they could use some more filing down.” He looked at me with a smirk. “Oh come on, you are not even going to try and get away? I guess you couldn’t even if you wanted to.” He chuckled. He spread my thighs apart. “Now let me look at the pussy hole, it will be easier to fuck those holes open my little amputee.” I started crying, begging for him to stop and let me go.

He forced his cock into my pussy and began to thrust deep and hard into me. “What do you think you little nubbed bitch? Should I blow my load in this cunt or should I blow it on you arm nub so you can suck it into your worthless mouth?” I couldn’t catch my breath to answer. He kept pounding and thrusting at my cunt. I was bleeding and leaking all down my amputeed nubs. I never knew he would like me for my nubs.

Makayla’s Daddy Loves Mutilation phone sex

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The smell of the whiskey on his breath stung my nose. He smells like a mix of beer, whiskey, garlic and body odor. He has been drinking since he got home from work and now his attention is on me. He call me his sweet angle and said he wanted to show me something. His grin made my skin crawl but to avoid a fight with my daddy I went to him. I sat on his lap and he turned back to his computer. His blood shot green eyes were filled with his sick fantasies. There on the computer was a video of two .. two monsters.. He laughed because I got scared.. He grabbed my pony tail and made me watch the amputee mutant people fisting each other and ripping each other apart. Daddy said this was his dream for me. To be tortured, ripped apart and made into a freak. He pulled his cock out and ripped my head down to his smelly cock.. He throat fucked me while he shoved his whiskey bottle into my pussy.. He clinched his teeth as he fucked me in the pussy with the bottle.. “That’s how it would feel if that bitch with peg legs would fuck your dirty worthless pussy.” He blew his nasty rotten cum load down my throat and passed out while he was still in my mouth.

It’s a Castration Phone Sex Day

castration phone sexI have decided it is a castration phone sex kind of day. I woke up in a foul mood. Well fouler than other days. I am not exactly little miss sunshine ever. Few things give me pure joy in life. One of the simple pleasures, however, that I like in life is junk removal. Too many men have balls that don’t need. My motto has always been, “Testicles are for Winners.” So when the Internet guy showed up unannounced when he was supposed to have been here yesterday, I knew he could turn my frown upside down. He was snarky and rude. As he was on my laptop doing a speed test he snooped into my files. Who the fuck does that when they are a professional?  He didn’t enjoy the snuff sex photos he saw so he started calling me a sick bitch. I showed him what I do when presented with bad customer service. I handcuffed him to the desk chair. He didn’t even see it coming. I think he just saw some emo punk girl. Never for a moment thought I was a dangerous bitch. He realized it when I had his pants around his ankles and my knife under his balls. He started pleading for me to be reasonable. Begged for me not to take his family jewels.  If that was the family jewels his family was in for a big disappointment. He just annoyed the piss out of me. He was late, rude, condescending, not to mention quite judgmental for a man with a 3 inch dick.  I let him whine and whimper for a few minutes then lobbed his worthless balls off.  The world doesn’t need another dick in the world. Let’s face it, the apple rarely falls far from the tree. Now, I just assured no bad apple would ever come form this douche bag. He was sitting their crying, bleeding all over my floor. A minor inconvenience for my altruism. I let him out of the handcuffs, tossed him a towel  to cleanup then informed him if he told a sole what I did to him, he would wake up one morning with his cocktail wienie stuffed in his mouth. I’m a crazy bitch, so he will heed my  warning.

Don’t ask for it if you don’t want it!

mutilation phone sexSeriously boys, if you don’t really want it… don’t fucking ask me for it! This pathetic little pain slut had been begging me for MONTHS to cut off his fucking legs, he said that he didn’t want them, that he was meant to be a fucking cripple. I kept telling him no no no, you will regret this, the pain will be too much for you, there is no way you could handle it. But nooooooo, this little fucking bitch boy just HAD to have it done and he wouldn’t stop whining about it every fucking day! So I said fuck it! I grabbed that little fucking psycho and strapped him to my table. His dick was hard and he was so excited… until I started cutting through his leg that is. That is when he started screaming and begging me to stop. He said the pain was too much for him to bear but that was just too fucking bad for him because there was  no fucking way that I was going to stop now! I told him, this is what you wanted remember?? I knew that it was going to go like this and that is why I said no, now you are going to have to fucking deal with it! I kept on sawing until both his fucking legs were cut the fuck off and then I had my doctor slave stitch his sorry ass up. The moral of the story is listen to your fucking Mistress because she knows better than you do!

Snuff Porn on the Fourth of July

snuff pornWhen people ask me what I did for Fourth of July, I will tell them snuff porn. It started out like any other Independence Day celebration. There was a cook out, pool party and lots of party supplies. I was in my red, white and blue bikini doing lines of blow off of cocks. There was a pool orgy. I got gang banged under water. Once it got dark, however, things changed. The mood went from fun in the sun to sinister under the moon. I was yanked out of the pool with cum leaking out of my fuck holes. I was tossed on a picnic table and sodomized in the ass by ears of corn. I am no stranger to hardcore anal or foreign objects up my ass, however when the corn was replaced with firecrackers, I got scared. I’ve seen videos of drunk men getting seriously injured fucking around with fireworks. I was laying on my stomach with fireworks in my ass. I was getting skull fucked when someone lit the one in my ass. The guys at the party restrained me so I couldn’t move. When it went off it burned part of my ass. I could smell the scorched flesh. The pain was awful. They laughed as they came on my face. I begged for medical assistance, but more, bigger, fireworks were shoved in my fuck holes. This time a roman candle was in my cunt in ass. “Don’t worry whore, we will piss on you before any real damage is done,” one of them seethed. A roman candle could take off a limb. I didn’t trust that their urine could put it out in enough time to not result in permanent damage. They were drunk and stoned, treating me like some animal they found in the woods to torture. Their piss did nothing to let out the flames. The urine just burned my wounds. I was lying on the picnic table, restrained watching as my body was about to be blown to bits. Blood and sinew spewed out of me as they laughed. The last thing I heard as I was covered in my own blood, was “Blair really was a firecracker.”

Snuff Porn Can Be So Real When a Dream

Fuck! Barely able to believe I was only dreaming that whole snuff porn ordeal as I awaken in my safe, and secure bed.

Somehow I ended up in an abandoned hospital restrained on an examination table but besides the obvious restraints I felt my whole body was a dead weight that could not be moved.

Panicking I was fighting for breathe but chest felt heavy…. I then noticed I was being disemboweled while being penetrated like bad rape phone sex fantasies where they pull out and shoot all over my tits or face.

Leaving my body I would look down and watch as this man in a leather butchers apron with a bulging massive prick that would rip my cunt and ass open. He would be penetrating me and making surgical incisions and remove my organs as he reaches orgasm. He would thrust in deep and yank out to explode as he held my kidney in his hands.

Awaking I grab at my side and look down…. I’m beginning to think I didn’t make it.

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That little bitch had it coming!

violent phone sexThis little bitch had it coming, she deserved all of the punishment I gave her and I don’t care if anyone thinks otherwise! She was barely old enough to vote and she thought that she was hot shit… you know the type, prissy and stuck up and oblivious to anyone else around her. I was unfortunately her next door neighbor so I had a front seat to all of her obnoxious drama and noise and after a week of her nonsense I had to kill that bitch or go mad! I couldn’t take it, seriously the whining and bitching and never ending bullshit coming from her house was ridiculous! I knew that I had to be careful though, she lived right next door so I couldn’t be seen. I waited until she was alone and asleep and silently broke in… I had that fucking cunt tied to the bed and gagged before she woke up… the fear in her eyes when she finally did wake up was so hot that it drove me into a frenzy! I just started stabbing her over and over again… I didn’t stop until my arm was too tired to continue. I left quiet a mess behind but at least I will be getting some peace and quiet finally!

Torture Sex with Dirty Needles for a Teen Dream

torture sexTorture sex is so much fun. I picked up a hot teen slut at the mall over the weekend. She was the antithesis of me. Clean cut, fresh faced, self entitled and not a tattoo or piercing on her. High school cheerleader type. Daddy’s little angel. Mean girl who thinks girls like me are what’s wrong with society.  I decided to dirty her up a bit. I spiked her fancy frappuccino drink. She woke up naked in my basement chained to a pole. I had an array of things to torture her with, including dirty hypodermic needles I gathered from the neighborhood junkie hang out. When she woke up she immediately had attitude. I was doing Taylor Swift a solid by inflicting some pain. This teen dream needed to experience a teen nightmare to have a better appreciation for others. I started sewing her virginal cunt shut with dirty junkie needles. She was screaming like a banshee. No pain no life experience. No appreciation for others. She needed a nasty infection and some pain to teach her not to be such a little twat. I shoved a bunch on dirty needles in her cunt then  sewed her pussy shut with needles. I love piercing the flesh of young girls. Their blood is cherry red. Their screams are like angels singing to me. Her pussy was swelling up as I pierced her pussy. I could smell the infection. Have you ever seen a blue waffle? It is disgusting, even for me. But that is what I was turning her perfect pussy into: a diseased, infected blue waffle. Gangrene of the twat. Just so the whore would remember me better, I tattooed my name in her chest. Now she was a good dirty whore. Now she had something to be a bitch about. I told her if she ever told anyone what I had done to her, I would kill her but not until I made her watch me kill her perfect family. I think she knew that if a sadistic bitch could ruin her pussy, I could just as easily ruin her life.