Category: Mutilation phone sex

Accomplice hot oil torture with Mr. muff diver

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My master loves to cum up with new ideas of how to torture his prey. He’s one sick fuck and doesn’t care if he ends us or not. Always leather bound and beaten, rape fantasies taken out on me daily, ripped up insides, he needs more whores now, uses me as his sexual slave accomplice

Being watched but catching another bitch, too easy for me. These new sluts, so scared, so timid. Master has us both and brings out a bowl, steaming hot, melting the floor. He covers us both, mutilation madness, dripping down our tits we both scream, whimper. This comes with a nice whipping, slapping, then dildos shoved up our tight little fannies. Pussy machines turned on ten, hot oiled again and again.

Running down our bodies into our leaky, clammy, hot, musty cunts. Legs spread so far out, abused and burned, our seeping, watering spooge filled little fudge packs. Master loves to run his tongue, twat twist munch, slurps us in and swallows. Sick fuck smiles from our sour taste, fingering and digging for more, his evil sizzling fantasy. Mr. master muff diver, bricked up cucked cock, did it again.

Sick Twisted Step Daddy Loves To Fuck

Teen rape pornTeen rape porn has you fired up and ready to abuse my holes again, Ever since the first night being your new foster daughter you have been brutalizing my young cunt, Its never a dull night with you, it started out as regular abuse of my body but your really a sick fuck and your escalating, starting to use all types of foreign objects in all of my tight holes.Last night it was a champagne bottle I was so scared to move I just knew that if I contracted my tight pussy I would snap the bottle and that would not have been good.Tonight you came in my room with a hard cock and simply said its time , take off your panties. I saw the large dildo you had by your side, Now I am wondering which of my holes you plan to shove it in, I am praying it will be my cunt, once its all sloppy wet I am sure it won’t hurt me too bad, but with my luck and your sick twisted mind I never know what you have planned. Please be gentle. I was a good girl today, stepdaddy.

Castration Phone Sex Because Manhood is Overrated

castration phone sexGuys ask me every day what my specialty is, and I tell them castration phone sex. Your body, my pleasure. I do not believe you are entitled to your balls or your cock. Hell, some of you I do not even think deserve to live. But I enjoy torture, so I will hurt you for hours before I put you out of my misery.

I met James last night. Now I have not met him before. A girl I know asked me to release James from his manhood. And I never have a problem doing that. Manhood is overrated. This guy dumped her. I mean not a nice break up. He publicly humiliated her and ruined her name. Or tried to. And he cheated on her with her former best friend. It was some serious Dawson Creek shit. Not my scene at all. I am a no drama snuff porn bitch. But I took this job because Miranda paid me and I like her. She is a fellow Goth girl.

Manhood is Overrated

And I take care of my own. Some one needs too. Men need to learn that they are here because of us. We bring them into this world, and we can take them out of this world. And I took James out. But not before I tortured his junk with my knives. I drugged his drink as he flirted with me at the bar. By the time he got in my car, he passed out. I’m stronger than I look. So, I dragged him to my dungeon. He woke up when my cold knife hit his cock.

Cock and ball torture sex I excel at and love to inflict. I carved his cock up until it looked like a raw piece of meat. I peeled his balls like potatoes. Eventually, I did take his balls for my collection. He died from blood loss. And I fed him to my animals. The world needs less dick heads in the world. And I am taking care of loser men one dick at a time.

Mutilation phone sex with Stephanie the snuff slut

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I love being told that my mutilation phone sex stories are infecting a man’s mind and tormenting him, even when I’m not available for his call. The thought of this certain caller beating his dick and fantasizing about me torturing his wife, is enough to make my slut cunt gush and drip all in my panties. Our kinky and evil roleplays stay in my mind for days as well. Especially the calls where I get to mutilate that stupid bitch while he’s drilling my cunt from behind. I bend over so that my hot pussy is spread open to take his dick and let him grudge fuck me in perfect rhythm to the blows raining down on his stupid bitch as I crush her skull in with my baseball bat. The harder he fucks me, the more pain I’ll inflict on her. My hot pussy gripping around his dick will squeeze so good that he’ll never want to stop fucking me. I’ll slice this bitch open, rip out her organs and play in her guts, all while taking her man’s dick and making him worship the dark Master with me. I need more men willing to let me snuff their wives while they fuck me.  Are you dark enough to entertain an evil, temptress whore like me?

Teasing Teacup: The Power of Petite

Teen rape porn🌟 A Petite Package of Pleasure 🌟

You know what they say, good things come in small packages, and baby, I’m the epitome of that. I’m a teacup with a surprise inside—a sexy, sassy one at that. My body is a work of art, a delicate masterpiece designed to drive you wild. Let’s start with my ass, a perfectly round, firm peach that you’d love to bury your face in, but you know what, you’re not worthy. My tiny tits with their adorable pink nipples? They’re a sight to behold, and I can see the hunger in your eyes, but keep dreaming, you pathetic loser.

And don’t even get me started on my pussy. It’s so tight, so pristine, it might just split your tiny dick in half. Yes, I said it, your pathetic little carrot dick. You should be grateful I even acknowledge its existence.

Speaking of existence, what’s the deal with yours? You call that a dick? I’ve seen bigger caterpillars. It’s a wonder you can even find it in your pants. Maybe you should consider upgrading, or at least learning some tricks to satisfy a real woman like me.

Your breath? Disgusting. I bet you’ve been sucking dicks all day, trying to compensate for your lack of size. Newsflash, it’s not working. Invest in some mints, or better yet, just shut up and listen. Don’t even think about looking at me directly. You don’t have the privilege. Turn your head, you pathetic excuse for a man. I don’t want your beady eyes ogling my perfection. Now, if you want a chance to even breathe the same air as me, you’d better start tipping big and showering me with gifts. And if you really want to impress me, send me a video of you fucking your dumb ass with a toilet brush. That might earn you a tiny bit of my attention.

But touch me? Ha! In your wildest dreams, loser. I’m the prize you can only admire from afar. So, keep dreaming, keep wishing, but remember, you’ll never have me. I’m a teacup full of temptation, and you, my dear, are not invited to the tea party. 😘🎀

Taboo Phone Sex Might Just Cost You Your Balls

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is the only kind for me. No vanilla shit is offered here. Men are stupid. They see a Goth girl and think they can just fuck her. Like we are desperate for their fucking average cock. And men who think no means yes. I guess they did not get the memo that no means no.

So, when Gary hit on me at a bar last night, I knew he would get a free ball removal from me. Now, if he had understood no meant no, he would still have his testicles. But this asshole kept pressing his luck. And finally, I let him think he wore me out. Sometimes, men act so pathetic and desperate. I guess they are a slave to their dicks.

Balls are a Privilege Not a Right

Well, Gary will no longer be a slave to his balls because he no longer has them. So that means his dick will never get hard again. Without the balls, the dick hangs like a limp noodle forever. I went back to Gary’s place with him. I’m always strapped with knives, so no one ever gets away with anything with me. I convinced the loser to 69 with me. The first time I ever had a loser’s balls that close to my face, but I did not want him to see the castration phone sex coming. And he did not see it coming either.

His dick and his balls dangled in front of my face. Even though I did not want him anywhere near my cunt, I needed him to learn a lesson. So, I sucked it up. Although, I planned on using my knife to cut his balls off, I had a change of heart. I still planned on castrating him. But instead of my knife, I decided to bite his balls off. It’s messy. And painful. But fun. At least fun for me.

Men Who Do Not Take No for an Answer Lose Their Balls

My teeth tore through that thin skin at the base of his cock. He tried to get off me, but like a Pitbull, I did not let go. He could not shake me. Once my teeth managed to rip his ball sack off, I pushed him off me. He covered my face in blood. Not the first time. And it will not be the last time that someone’s blood coated my body. He laid on the other side of the bed like a rag doll. Limp and looking dead. But I did not kill him. He just went into the shock from the loss of blood and pain.

I cauterized the wound with a lighter. Then I left. Although I could have enjoyed the torture sex longer, I wanted to wash his blood off me. And the smell of his worthless sack. Luckily, I never got pulled over. A cop would know by the look of me that I committed a crime. Hopefully Gary learned a lesson, even if he learned it the hard way.

Sex With Dead Bodies is The Best For My Pervert

Sex with dead bodies is a special kind of fun. I’m Morticia, the gothic goddess who revels in the sweet agony of others. Tonight, I have a special guest, Dave, who shares my penchant for pain and pleasure. For now he sits in the corner. Look at his eyes gleaming with anticipation as I prepare my latest plaything.

First we have a whore trembling before me. And her body is already marked with the sweet kiss of my whip. 

Obviously she is a pathetic creature. But she’ll serve her purpose well. First thing from her lips are her pleas, voice quivering. As I smile, my red lips curl into a wicked grin. “Oh, you’ll beg alright,” I purr, running my fingers through her matted hair. “But not yet.”

Then I turn to Dave, his eyes never leaving the scene before him. “You like what you see, don’t you?” I ask, my voice a low, sultry whisper. He nods, and gasps.  I straddle his lap, my leather-clad thighs pressing against his. “Good,” I murmur, my lips brushing against his ear. “Because tonight, you’re going to watch me make her scream.”

Sex with dead bodies is the absolute best thing for one of my special clients.

Now the whore is on her knees. And her eyes  are wide and fearful. I grab her by the hair, pulling her head back. “Open your mouth,” I command, my voice hard. She obeys, her lips parting to reveal her pink tongue. I smirk, pressing my crotch against her face. “Now, suck.”

She does as she’s told, her tongue swirling around my clit as I grind against her. I can feel Dave’s eyes on me, watching as I use this whore for my pleasure. “That’s it,” I moan, my fingers tangling in her hair as I thrust against her mouth. “Suck harder.”

Sex with dead bodies

I can feel my orgasm building, my body trembling with anticipation. But I’m not done with her yet. I pull away, leaving her gasping for breath. “On your hands and knees,” I ordered, my voice sharp. She obeys, her body shaking with fear and anticipation. I turn to Dave, a wicked smile on my face. Snuff sex is going to be my greatest pleasure.

Snuff Sex is All About that Building Anticipation

I position myself behind her, my hand gripping her hip as I thrust into her. She cries out, her body bucking against mine. I can feel Dave’s gaze on me, watching as I fuck this whore. 

As I feel my orgasm building again, my body trembling with need. As She cries out, her body shuddering and I bring her to the brink. “Come for me,” I command, my voice hard. Like a good whore, she obeys, her body convulsing as she comes.

Next turning to Dave, it’s your turn,” I purr, my fingers tracing the outline of his cock through his pants. He groans, his body arching towards me. I smirk, unzipping his pants and pulling out his dick. It’s hard and throbbing, ready for me.

Now straddling him, my pussy pressing against his dick. “Fuck me,” a whisper, my lips brushing against his. Of course he obeys, thrusting into me with a groan.

Next I can feel his dick filling me, his body pressing against mine. Finally I feel his orgasm building, his body tensing as he thrusts into me. “Come for me,” I command, my voice firm. Of course, he obeys, his body shuddering as he comes.

And in this moment I turn and shoot the whore and blow her brains out. 

Then as I get up from him I demand that he starts fucking the dead little whore with no face. “Fuck her harder” as her body starts to get cold. His dick throbs inside of her and he leans in and licks some of the blood from her neck.

Snuff Sex

Snuff Porn a Bloody Fun Fucking is The Best

Snuff porn is a right of passage to be a filthy accomplice to my new owner as a bimbo prostitute. This time around I am getting little girls lured into the crack way. Just helping them out with getting addicted. I help my owner/ Pimp/ dealer get the sweet piece of ass he craves.

Last night we finished off a filthy little slut. Obviously the slut wanted to be a start. We only cast one hit wonders. And her debut was her final chance at stardom. Just a virgin and that ass so sweet for the tapping.

Really, it was too fucking bad such a fine piece of ass proved to be too good to let live. Of course I did not wish to lose my spotlight as owners favorite. Finally I got to make my appearance. But this time I would not be the victim.

After some grueling hard core ass fucking and pussy destruction sex of that precious young black girl, so was finished. In the final moments of Owners load that little sex kitten lost her head.

Well, I kind of whacked her head right off that little brown girl body of hers. And Then I grabbed her by the hair and held it up and french kissed that bleeding dead mouth. She tasted soo sweet.

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Torture Sex Excites Me So I Prolong Your Pain and Suffering

Torture sex excites me. A caller recently asked me how I turned so dark. And I would say it is part nature and part nurture. Plus, genetics.  My grandpa was a sadist. And he groomed me once he saw my potential when I was still a schoolgirl. Although I never tortured animals, I checked all the other boxes for future serial killer. I like animals more than people. In fact, animals serve as my accomplices. No better way to dispose of a body than wildlife. They eat the evidence of a crime. Essentially, they hide the bodies for me.

I acted impulsively with my first kill. Killed this bully in a fit of rage. She made my life living hell for years. And I long fantasized about killing her. But I never did until that one day I snapped. My killer phone sex instincts kicked in.  I ran home holding a bloody knife and covered in blood. Luckily for me, my grandpa assisted me. He moved the body. Fed this dead bitch into a woodchipper. And to this day she remains a missing person.

No one ever found a body. And they never found any evidence of foul play. The police assumed either she was kidnapped for sex trafficking persons, or perhaps some P man kidnapped her and took her out of state. She could have just run away too. Nope. She became fertilizer for grandpa’s garden. Of course, I became a suspect. Everyone knew she bullied me for years. But grandpa provided me with an alibi. Although my grandpa shared my killer instincts, as the warden of the local prison, the police held him in high esteem. He was one of them.

My Grandpa Mentored Me as a Schoolgirl. He Honed My Killer Instincts

But he was not one of them because he ran cruel experiments on inmates. And he killed people for fun. However, he did have a code like Dexter. Not quite as stringent as Dexter’s code, but he never killed innocents. He killed criminals, assholes, predators and anyone who harmed him or his family. And that included a bunch of mean girls. I killed one mean girl and more popped up. So, grandpa helped me hone my killer instincts.

Under his wing, I learned how to make snuff porn and get away with it. And I learned how to torture victims. Grandpa did not believe in quick kills. He got off on the pain and suffering of his victims. And now that gets me off too. Sure, sometimes I must kill quickly to avoid detection, but the best kills take hours, even days because so I can savor the torture. Perhaps, I can teach you how to get away with murder too. Time for me to pay it forward.

Medical Fetish Phone Sex Leaves Your Cock Mutilated

medical fetish phone sexMedical fetish phone sex, I can really sink my teeth into. Now, that is because I am a sadistic bitch who enjoys extreme CBT. Honestly, my favorite thing is mutilating worthless cocks, and loser small ones too. Not every cock I experiment on is small. Many are, but this guy last night sported a big dick. However, his predatory behavior landed him in the hot seat with me.

Just another guy who thinks he is entitled to fuck any woman he wants. These incel men are the worst. They think the world owes them pussy. So, they take what they want. No incel I have ever met did not need cock and ball torture sex. When he woke up, he found himself heavily restrained, and groggy from the roofie he tried to put in another girl’s drink. He did not see me switch their beers. Some men can outsmart a girl. But never me. I have eyes in the back of my head. Plus, I can spot the predators a mile away.

Leave it to a Sadistic Bitch to Mutilate Your Junk

This wannabe force fucker had a big cock. But he simply sported a mutilated dick about half its size by the time I finished with him. The first thing I did was use a large sounding device dipped in Icy Hot and shoved it down his pee hole. His tears looked real. I am sure the pain was real too. That had to hurt. But I wanted it to hurt. And I had just begun.

The second thing I did involved razor blades. I made tiny cuts on his cock and his balls. Then I dumped rubbing alcohol on his carved-up dick to make it really sting. More tears. This man I planned to leave alive so he would not prey on women again. But even a mutilated cock can bounce back. So, that is why castration phone sex followed. I neutered the asshole. I enjoy castration most when my victim lives. That way every time he take a piss he gets a reminder that he will never fuck or jack off again.