Category: Mutilation phone sex

Knife Play Phone Sex Serves a Sadistic Bitch Well

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex serves me well. And I’m always armed with at least two knives on my body somewhere. I’ve kept them in my cleavage. And sometimes I strap them to my thighs. However, men never know the kind of heat I’m packing. I don’t need a gun. All I’ve ever needed were a few good knives.

And last night, I’m glad I went out armed. I’m always dangerous though. Because I’m the sort of woman who will kill you for looking at me wrong. Plus, I once killed a guy for calling me baby. In my defense, I gave him two warnings to stop with the silly baby talk. I’m an adult woman. And I’m a sadistic bitch. No baby talk. I did not feel in the mood for any man to mess with me last night. Perhaps that’s my perpetual state because I never want to men messing with me.

This guy met his snuff sex maker an hour after meeting me. He just gave me awful vibes. Like the kind of man who looks for any opportunity to take advantage of a woman. He picked the wrong girl. I never show weakness. As I walked out to my car, I decided to test him. I stumbled for my keys. And I acted drunk as I walked to my car. And sure enough, he followed me and tried to take advantage of the situation

My instincts seem right every time. Trust your gut ladies. It’s always right. When he attempted to push me into my car, I grabbed a knife and stabbed him in the gut. But I knew how to disable him but not kill him.

This Sadistic Bitch Never Leaves Home without Her Knives

No way I wanted him to die quickly. Normally, I kill men in controlled environments. But in that moment, I needed to make a quick decision. Luckily it started to rain. That would wash away the blood trail I left as I dragged him into the woods.

Although I do not like killing this way, sometimes a girl needs to do what she needs to do to survive. And that boy would never see another day after he tried to assault me. He could breathe, but he felt pain. I took out my other knife, strapped to the other thigh, and I cut off his clothes. The fear in his eyes felt intoxicating to me. And I told him that I prefer long torture sex sessions. That’s because I am a sadist. I get off on a man’s pain.

Because of the road nearby, I needed to work fast. I sliced his cock off, and I shoved it in his mouth to shut him the fuck up. Now he just looked like all potatoes with no meat. But I took his testicles too. I planned on killing him. However, I wanted him to see me removing his cock and balls.

When I heard voices, I knew I needed to kill him quickly. So, I slit his throat. And I watched as he aspirated on his own blood. I killed him in a setting that did not feel controlled, but the rain would help wash away any DNA I may have left behind. Although impromptu, I think I cleaned the crime scene well. Mother nature always helps me out one way or another. It’s like the universe telling me I did good. No man preys on me and lives to tell the story the next day.

Blasphemy Phone Sex is The Greatest Way to Summon Satan

The darkest path to Satan’s throne runs straight through blasphemy phone sex. In these blissful moments of summoning Satan and causing complete demise to you, my victim and sacrifice. In fact, this is my greatest pleasure.
Consequently, I kneel before my inverted cross every night. And rubbing my wet pussy while I desecrate every holy word I was ever taught. For I am the dark goddess of perversity, and I will destroy Christ with the very sin of Lust.
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Furthermore, the more I moan profanities spoken in tongues of dark evil phone sex blackness, further in the depths of Hell thou shalt fall. Now surrender to my darkness and walk through the valley of death to the altar of sin.
The stronger His presence grows inside my trembling gothic whore body. Therefore, I cum harder knowing each orgasm feeds the dark lord’s hunger. And this is my power. It’s the power of my demonic cunt that will drain your seed.
Moreover, I light black candles around my altar and slide crucifixes inside my dripping cunt. All while strangers listen to me scream filthy prayers backward.
“nemA earatson sitrom aroh ni te cnun subirotaccep sibon orp aro ieD retaM airaM atcnaS suseI iut sitnev sutcurf sutcideneb te subireilum ni ut atcideneB mucet sunimoD anelp aitarg airaM evA”
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Additionally, I beg Satan to fill me with His infernal seed as I claw at my pale breasts. Thus leaving bloody trails across my flesh.
Meanwhile, my callers stroke their hard cocks to my sacrilegious moans. And I love knowing they’re sinning right alongside me.
Furthermore, when the final climax hits, I feel Him. So, I feel Satan’s burning cock splitting me open from the inside.

Blasphemy Phone Sex Is My Dark Communion

Consequently, my eyes roll back as I choke on His name. Ultimately, blasphemy phone sex isn’t just pleasure. It’s my dark communion, and I’m His Gothic Phone Sex whore forever.
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Ass Rape Porn Star Blair’s Ass Takes a Beating But Keeps on Ticking

ass rape pornThis ass rape porn star it experienced a busy night. Of course I needed coke. My sons decided to throw a party and invite eight friends over. So, I needed to score enough coke to keep up with 10 boys. My sons love watching me with their friends. They claim that I am the reason they’re popular at school. Every teenage boy wants to hang out at their house.

I love that I can help my boys like that. But I needed some coke and I needed it immediately. When I need a quick fix like that, I end up doing desperate, stupid things. Like calling up this one director who loves to sodomize me in creative ways. And last night did not seem any different. Honestly, he scares me. I don’t fear that he will kill me. That’s not the problem. However, his creativity makes his anal porn seem like nothing but anal torture sex.

We started off with a baseball bat in my ass. Not the handle part first. He went in with the thick top of the bat first. He managed to get almost all of it inside of me too. My asshole swallowed a baseball bat. He turned that baseball bat into a butt plug. And I could feel it stretching my colon from the inside. No doubt it did some damage to my intestines. I might not shit right ever yet.

My Asshole Takes a Beating Just So I Can Score Coke

I feared what would come next. But luckily the baseball bat was the biggest thing he fucked me with. He wanted to stretch and gape my ass so he could get other things in there like his forearm and a wine bottle. At one point he even gave my ass a beer douche. He shook up a bottle of Miller light, pulled off the cap and shoved it in my ass. I could feel the fizzing cleaning out my ass and my lower intestines. He joked that my beer douche turned bloody because he shredded my ass. Luckily this guy lets me get high before he experiments on my asshole.

I endured a couple hours of pain just to score enough coke to keep up with 10 teenage boys. But they would need to fuck my pussy because after that session, my asshole looked bigger than the Grand Canyon. And that would mean my pussy would feel way tighter than my asshole. Honestly, I didn’t care what hole they fucked. I wouldn’t feel anything on the coke I earned the hard way.

Torture Phone Sex Whore For Hire

torture phone sexTorture phone sex is going to be my next tattoo I gather.  Only I plan on coding it out in fingerprints of the most recent victims.  Their hand and fingerprints will be coded for letters. How would I do this you may ask? Well let me get my dildo up my cunt while I tell you about one of my first clients that paid me to fuck and toruture.

I thought we were just going to be fucking me up as I love to do some meth and get tortured and raped.  However, this old perv that paid for this very thing thought I liked it too much so he proposed a new idea that would pay me more.  He starts telling me how he wants me to help him take out his family one by one.  Separately in very strange ways.  In order to know they are gone, I have to get their cum in me and for the females, I need to cut off their fingers and toes.

To be fair I think he only asked for one finger but his cock was in me and I started cumming when he basically gave me permission, Mr. Patriarch of this huge family wants me to take them out and torture them in the process. That’s all I heard.

So the first bitch was his young granddaughter. I met her at her apartment with her boyfriend there. I went in as they were fucking and vunerable. That turned out to be perfect. I I stabbed her boytoy in the back as he pounded her doggystyle. Never knew what hit him.  Without a second thought I grabbed my fist as his cock slid out and he slumped to the ground and I shoved my fist up that young whores cunt.

She let out a wail. First still in her I took her leggings and choked her to death. Then put the knife in her boyfriends hands.  Would’ve been perfect coverup except I couldn’t help myself and cut off all their toes and fingers putting them in jars to bring home to big daddy.  He said I was crazy and to toss them. They are still in my pantry cabinet along with the new additions! You never know when finger prints may come in handy!

Teen Rape Porn The Story Of My Life

teen rape porn My life is like a Teen rape porn. Every man I cross paths with finds a way to force fuck me. It started with my daddy when I was a little one and has not stopped since: my doctors, my dentist, my uncle, my brother, even my teacher! 

When I stayed after school one day to get some help with my algebra homework, my teacher locked the door and told me if I wanted an A, all I had to do was suck his cock. That turned into me being bent over the wooden desk, being ass fucked, no lube or condom, he was so rough my plump juicy bubble butt bled. He punched me in my ribs and ripped my hair from my scalp, while telling me to shut the fuck up and take his dick in my fat nigger ass.

The brutal attack lasted for what seemed like hours, but it was only about twenty minutes. The bastard ripped my asshole out of place, pussy too.

He told me not to tell anyone, or he would do it again. Even though I kept his secret, he forced fucked me every day for the rest of the school year.

Sadistic Phone Sex Turned Master Against Me

Sadistic phone sexAfter a Sadistic phone sex session, my handler did the unthinkable; he turned on me, the sick fuck brought an accomplice home, and let the bitch force fuck me with all kinds of instruments and torture devices. My handler sat in the corner watching, giving her strict instructions on how to live out rape fantasies on my cunt.

She started with a massive butt plug deep in my ass as she handcuffed my wrist together, placing nipple clamps on my swollen nipples. My handler instructed his bitch to cuff my legs to the bed, put her strap on deep in my ass, but leave the butt plug in. He wants me to get double penetrated with a huge fucking butt plug and a massive dildo. I am sure my asshole will be prolapsed after she is done.

Being rough as fuck she follows his instructions, ripping my asshole wide open, blood and shit everywhere. Just when I thought it was over, the bitch walks in with the biggest fur baby, Fido wants to play too. Ever taste a red rocket? 

Taboo Phone Sex Sluts Put the Assholes with Tiny Dicks Out of Commission

taboo phone sexIt’s no secret that I enjoy taboo phone sex. And I love being the accomplice. But I still don’t mind serving the right man. However, the right men rarely ever try to dominate me. But you know who does try to dominate me? Losers with tiny dicks. And you know what happens when losers with tiny dicks try to dominate me? They lose their balls.

Over the weekend, I made a date with a guy I met at the club. Out of town businessman just in town for a few days over the holiday. He wanted to take me out. Handsome, smart, and he looked and smelled rich. I thought at worst I would have a nice dinner. If I didn’t like him, I could do the whole dine and dash thing. But if I liked him, why not bring him home. And he acted like a perfect gentleman at dinner. He showed me a lovely time.

We get to my place, and he turns into Dr. Jekyll. But I wanted Mr. Hyde. He immediately started ripping off my clothes. I gave him no indication I would fuck him. But for men like that, they think if you invite them back to your place, it’s guaranteed sex. And I might’ve fucked him after another round of drinks at my place and a little bit more conversation.

When Men Act Like Dr Jekyll I Fight Back

Of course he had a tiny dick. And of course, he felt entitled to my pussy with that tiny dick because he bought me dinner. Such a waste. An asshole in disguise with a tiny dick. I felt duped. But when he wouldn’t take no for an answer, I resorted to cock and ball torture sex.

I literally grabbed him by the balls and squeezed them like stress balls. Now that got his attention. But instead of apologizing for acting like a self-entitled asshole, he spit in my face and tried to choke me until I released his balls.

So, I released them. Then immediately took a knee to his balls until he fell backwards, landing on the couch. I grabbed my emergency pepper spray, sprayed him in the face, and that gave me enough time to handcuff his hands behind his back. He couldn’t open his eyes. Perhaps that’s for the best because he wouldn’t like what came next. I grabbed a pair of gardening shears I use for my little backyard garden. And instead, I use them to sniff his balls off.

Nothing Settles a Man Down Like Castration

Yeah, I made a mess. Blood began to spatter all over my rug. So, I grabbed a kitchen towel, put it under him and heated up my curling iron to cauterize the wound. He was bucking around like a fish out of water. Screaming and crying in pain. No doubt his eyes still burned like hell from the pepper spray. But I don’t think they hurt as much as his balls being removed.

So, I told him he had nobody to blame but himself. We enjoyed a lovely dinner. I might’ve given him a blow job or a hand job even with a tiny dick to show my appreciation for such a nice evening. But he ruined it when he allowed Dr. Jekyll to rear his ugly head.

He told me he would call the cops. And I told him go ahead because my hidden nanny cam would show him attacking me first. He might seek medical attention. But he will leave my name out of it. When men experience castration phone sex they get too embarrassed to tell anybody what happened. Because here’s why. Most women don’t just castrate a man for shits and giggles. We castrate a man because his actions proved he was no longer worthy of his testicles. Going to the cops will make the cops ask why she did it.

Blasphemy Phone Sex is One Big Fuck You to Christian Nationalists

blasphemy phone sex Blasphemy phone sex gained traction lately. Perhaps it’s because the Christian nationalists push their religious agenda on people who don’t believe as them. I’ve always been a fuck organized religion kind of girl. Christian nationalists tend to be the most perverted people in the world, but they hide behind the Bible.

When I got wind of a pastor sodomizing little ones, while at the same time denouncing homosexuality as the biggest sin, I needed to do something about him. How in the world does a victimless act become the greatest sin in the world? But this motherfucker leads one hell of a hypocritical life. He forces his worthless little dick into the little girls and boys who can’t consent.

Now don’t get me wrong. Honestly, I could give two fucks about those little brats he fucks. For me, it’s about the hypocrisy of it all. Denouncing homosexuality as this big sin, while simultaneously engaging in forced sex acts with little ones. He had to go. It took about a month of planning. I went back-and-forth and decided that before I killed him, he would enjoy anal torture sex. Well, I would enjoy it. Him not so much.

I caught him red-handed with his dick inside a little girl. She cried, but he showed her no mercy. But I caught most of it on film. So, I made him let the little girl go. And I read him a long list of his hypocrisies. Then I grabbed the biggest cross I could find and shoved it up his ass. Of course, I drugged him first. A needle in his neck rendered him helpless so I could strip him naked and tie him up properly.

Nothing More I Despise Than a Hypocrite

Tiny little dick for such a big man. So, I punched him in the balls a few times. Used them like boxing bags that hang from the ceiling. He started crying from the pain. So, I knew it hurt because the drugs had kicked in and numbed a lot of shit. At least for a few more minutes. I saved the anal torture for after the drugs wore off. Crammed that cross with no lubrication deep in his ass and fucked him with it. I shredded his asshole. Even joked that this must make him a faggot because something entered his ass.

But I also felt like he deserved castration phone sex too. The only way to protect the little brats in his congregation would be to neuter him. Like I said, I don’t necessarily care about those brats. It’s his hypocrisy that I took issue with. I do not like hypocrites. For the most part, I hate Christian nationalists because they are the biggest hypocrites around.

This loser pastor will not hurt any more brats. He won’t hurt anybody ever again. Although he saw my face, I did not worry about him calling the police. Because I made it clear to him that if he called the authorities, they would see this little video I made of him fucking that little girl in her ass. P men do not last in prison. Even he was smart enough to know that.

I left him without his balls and his ass shredded. Fuck organized religion. Fuck hypocrites. And fuck God. People do more evil in his name then they ever do in the name of Satan.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Instead of Fireworks for this Submissive Mommy

rape phone sex fantasiesWhile fireworks shot off around me, I stayed busy taking care of his rape phone sex fantasies. Luckily another hot milf joined me. And that almost never happens. But it does take the pressure off me when a sexy milf joins the fun. Fun might be an overstatement. But sometimes bitches need to do what bitches need to do. And I needed to make this violent film for coke money. With the holiday, I needed far more coke than my regular dealer will trade me.

So, I answered an ad that I saw on the dark net. Apparently, this movie, the director scripted for two MILFs. He wanted two hot moms who the male stars could tear apart. And the director made it clear this would be a violent ass rape porn. Neither my hot costar nor me seemed like strangers to hardcore anal sex.

We took a few shots in our Fourth of July inspired costumes before the director yelled start. Four big burly men came out wearing executioner masks and I almost shit my thong. Those men could bench press us. And they showed us no mercy. I felt every punch, choke and slap because the director would not let me get high before filming started.

At least my son lets me get high before he abuses me. Most men do. It helps dull the pain. When they whipped out their dicks, we both gasped. Huge cocks and white cocks too. Those men didn’t speak much English. I think Ukrainian or Russian by their accents. Eastern European men can be extremely violent. I think they hate American women.

For July 4th Big Burly Men Sodomized My Asshole

These four men seemed to hate us. They tore our assholes apart. I could feel blood trickling down my thighs as they pushed their meaty cocks at the same time in our assholes. We took two cocks simultaneously in our back doors. Even for seasoned anal whores that shit hurt. Although it only lasted a few minutes, it felt like days. They took a picture of our assholes once they finished violating them, and they both appeared prolapsed and bleeding.

And I thought that was the end of it. I thought I could go home, take a salt bath, and snort some cocaine that I bought with the money I earned the hard way. But the director wanted to watch us suck the cum out of each other’s prolapsed assholes. And that might be a first. I don’t think I’ve ever sucked another woman’s prolapsed ass while it bled and oozed cum. But I guess there’s a first time for everything. If we wanted to collect our money, we needed to comply.

So, we did it. We licked all the jizz out of each other ‘s battered prolapsed assholes. Then we collected our money and sped the fuck out of there. My asshole still hurts. But at least the director paid me enough money to buy me enough cocaine to dull the pain from the anal torture sex. At least dull it until I need a fix again.

Mutilation Phone Sex is the Best Kind of Dirty Kink

Mutilation Phone Sex is what I live for. And it’s my ass that is the main attraction. Therefore, I do my best to really draw attention to it. The tight skirts and gartered stockings. With heels that really accentuate my ass.
So, I entered the exclusive nightclub last night. It was an anonymous invite.  So, my pulse is hammering with dark hunger for total ruin.
Now, Silas spotted me immediately and pulled me into the shadowed back room. Here is where Kael was waiting. Evidently, these two are the ones who run this underground club and invited me.
So, Kael tore my clothes off with violent jerks. Thus leaving me bare and exposed. Next, he shoved me face-down over the cold bench. And Silas locked his powerful hands around my throat.
Now, Silas squeezed hard, cutting off my air while Kael spat on his thick cock. Then Kael rammed it straight into my ass.
Next, he fucked me with savage thrusts that shook my whole body. Meanwhile, Silas tightened his grip. And fingers digging deep as my vision blurred and my lungs burned.
So, Kael kept pounding without mercy. Therefore, stretching and wrecking my hole while Silas strangled me harder.
Now, my body convulsed in helpless spasms. And every brutal thrust and crushing squeeze pushes me closer to the edge.
Finally, Silas released just enough for a single ragged breath. Just before clamping down again. Now Kael slammed into the hilt deeper with force. Thus destroying me completely as my mind shattered in violent ecstasy.
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