Category: Mutilation phone sex

Dizzy Slut Tortured and Given the Electric Chair

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These restraints are too tight. You tie me up to a chair with some rope while I have hand and foot restraints. I am begging for you to let me go. You see me struggling and laugh, your cock getting harder with every jiggle of my tits. I am helpless and you know it too. You leave the room and come back with electric nodes to place on my body. I try to get away, but my efforts are pointless. You place them on my nipples, increasing the intensity every 10 seconds. I scream, I cry and I beg for mercy but you have no compassion. By the time you are done, my nipples are fried off of my tits. This gets you even harder in preparation for what you are about to do to me. Tears are streaming down my face at the loss of my nipples, unaware that I am tied to an electric chair. You pull the switch and watch me convulse until I perish. Sluts like me don’t need nipples in hell. 

Knife Play Phone Sex for Castration Play

knife play phone sex Knife play phone sex is more popular than you think. I am a sick bitch. Knifes are my best friends. Men love knifes too and for a variety of reasons. But here is a key difference between men and me when it comes to using knives. Some men like the idea of being able to cut off their own balls, but they cannot use a knife on themselves. They try, but fail. Me, however, I have no problem taking your junk. I am a castration junkie. If you are too much of wimp to cut off your own balls, I will do it for you. They are just useless anyway, right? I met Tim on the Dark Net. He wanted to be castrated. He thought he could do it himself, but he wanted me to watch. I have a fee even for just watching and encouraging men to remove their own junk. He agreed to my fee and terms. He bought an elastrator which is a castration device that is used on sheep and cattle. It can be used to snip tails too. They are not meant to be used on humans, so I knew this would not work. I brought my sharp knives. I knew this guy was too much of a loser for his own torture sex. Most men are. They become big babies at the sight of their own blood or when their balls start to turn blue. He put the band on his balls, then wussed out. He was screaming in pain wanting me to use the device he got on Ebay. I could not hold back the laughter. That band was not coming off because it is not meant to come off. His balls were turning blue quickly. I told him I could put him out of his misery for another $5,000. He did not want to pay me. I am not taking your junk for free. I told him I was happy to watch his ball sack shrivel up and die. I assured him it would be excruciating pain that way. Or, he could pay me for castration phone sex and I would slice his decaying balls off swiftly, ending that unbearable pain. He had to think about it, but the pressure got to be to much and he caved and paid me. One slice and those black balls were removed. Yeah, do not try to castrate yourself, loser. Hire a professional like me to help.

The worse date ever

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We matched! What a handsome guy I thought, looking at the notification on my screen. I alre dy knew he was because we took some classes together and he was really popular. ,I sho ld have known it was too good to be true. The gu  never even gave me a second look and made fun of my lack of curves. It did ‘t stop me from thinking maybe he had changed his standards and would give this slim girl with the crooked nose a chance. Call i  low self-esteem all you want, but when you live in a city that’s as fickle as the south beach, you know damn well that looks matter, but also, things are everchanging.  We ch ted for days, and he invited me over. I thou ht he was joking about his fascination withth bloody phone sex. When w  had our first date, he showed me tons of videos of snuff stuff. I thou ht he was pulling my leg, but then he cornered me and told me to get ready to bleed. All his friends wanted a piece of me.

Torture Sex Includes Cock and Ball Torture with This Sexy Switch

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I have decades experience being the torture sex victim. Now, I get to do the torturing. Never thought I would enjoy the role of the sadistic, but being a switch is so much fun. I hooked up with this guy I met at a fetish club the other night. He presented himself as a man with a huge cock, but when we got a private room, I soon discovered that was a lie. I have no clue in what universe he thought 3 inches hard was a big cock. I decided to torture his genitals. This man thought he was going to dominate me with his cock. But he had no cock to dominate me with. He had a clit. I was not letting a man with a clit stick dominate me. I was not stronger than him, but I had on some high heels. The kind of heels that I had on could rupture a testicle. I kicked him in the balls. This was a BDSM club and CBT is part of the BDSM world. I brought him too his knees quickly. Once he was down, I had him in my control. A few more swift kicks and he was wishing he was in a snuff porn because that would be death. Women like me know how to inflict pain. I was a victim too long to loser men. I did not know better then because it was how I was raised. Years of being in the BDSM world has taught me a thing or two. Now, I am only submissive to real men. That means if you have a cock I can feel, I might be your slave. But if you have a pinky finger between your legs and try to dominate me, I will crush your balls, fuck your ass with my stiletto heal and toss in some castration phone sex for fun. That shrimp dick loser will think twice before trying to dominate a woman with something so small again.

Knife Play Phone Sex is My Favorite Way to Torture and Kill

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex is my favorite because my weapon of choice will always be a sharp blade. I love to sink a knife into a tender belly or use it cut off testicles. I think a knife requires more skill and has more uses than a gun. My grandfather used knifes. He was a hunter and not just of animals. I have shared some things about my late grandfather with my callers and readers of my blogs. But this is a story I never shared. Once, when I was a little girl, a friend of my father’s tried to touch me. I kicked him in the balls and made sure he knew I would stab him in the heart if he tried to touch me again. Even at that young of an age, I was a little ball buster. I told my dad and my grandfather. My dad was useless to me in that moment, but my grandfather had my back. My grandpa gave me my first taste for castration phone sex. That day I learned about revenge as the best justice. My grandfather invited this guy to go hunting with him but did not tell him he was the one being hunted. I was with my grandpa when Tim showed up. My grandpa played dumb and so did I. We went to the middle of the woods and that is when my grandpa showed his true colors. He pinned Tim to the ground and took his pants off. I was standing next to them holding a big knife. I was not scared or nervous either. My grandpa always had my back. Tim was fighting and screaming, but no one to hear him but the wild animals. My grandpa was a strong man. He held Tim down and instructed me what to do. I took a man’s balls for the first time as a schoolgirl. There was a lot of blood and screaming, but the torture sex made me want to do it again. We left him in the woods. He would either crawl back to civilization or be bear food. Never saw Tim again. He became a missing person that day, so I assume he became bear food. Or my grandpa went back and buried him in the woods. Either way, Tim the predator would never prey on a young girl again.

Snuff Phone Sex: Your Black Widow of Death

Seeking a dark erotic experience. The deeply passionate love of death and all that leads up to it. This passionate exit from the world of the living as the New Year Dawns. I dreamt this Snuff phone sex scene in great vivid details.

We had our first date from a Gothic dating site. You, a newby and lured by the dark beauties of sinful persuasions. My poison is the blood of virginal guys that are hoping to be lucky with a goth chick. You are a mommies boy and dressing in black to try and appear to have depth and to think for yourself. But mommy controls you.

You meet me and run away with me. We go and stay in a catacomb in an abandoned and forgotten cemetery. I bring my ritual items and tell you to undress in the circle of candles. You obey like a good boy. I step close to you and kiss you deeply and with a incisor tooth nip your lip. The sweet blood slowly surfaces and I run my lips over it. Tatsing the life force that will soon be stolen.

I lean down and start to suck your cock. Have you practically ooozing at the first lick… leaving me no choice. You can’t cum yet! I slide this incisor fang into the head of your cock and again that delicious velvet wine from the veins surfaces to my lips. Followed by an oozing load of cum.

… to be continued..

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Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasies Can Cum True

home invasion phone sexI have home invasion phone sex fantasies. Do you? I love being a dirty mommy. Anyone breaking into my house might not know what a mommy whore I am. They quickly find out though. In this sexy home invasion fantasy call I did last night, a home intruder found me naked in bed with my two sons. My assailant dragged us out of bed at gun point and made my boys do things to me. They called me all sorts of names like whore and bitch. While a gun was pointed to my head, my home intruder forced my boys to fuck me. He wanted them to piss on me, even spit on me. He encouraged them to call me names too. Soon, this home invasion fantasy turned into a gangbang rape porn directed by a masked intruder. He got off on forcing my boys to degrade me and treat me like a cock sleeve. I was pleading with my boys and my masked intruder to not hurt me, but my boys were getting off on abusing me too. The intruder was that devil on their shoulders telling them to nail their mommy whore. If he had not discovered me naked in bed with two teenage boys, he would not have known what a taboo mommy whore I am. Once he found out though he wanted to change my sons from good boys to mommy’s abusers. He told them to fist my holes. He had them piss in my mouth. He even had them smack me around a bit too. I was crying. Not from the pain and humiliation. I can handle that. It was the fact that some masked intruder was turning my angels against me. He made my sweet mommy’s boys aggressive abusers. It was a hot taboo fantasy phone sex call.  What kind of taboo fantasies do you have?

Medical Fetish Phone Sex: Biggest Fear Turned Reality

Medical Fetish Phone Sex

One of my biggest fears has always been that someone would want to do super fucked up things to me at the doctor’s, that’s why I’ve always had a thing for medical fetish phone sex. When I was younger I had this wild dream that I was laying on the operating table, it was literally right after I had my appendix removed. I dreamed that the doctor actually crawled up and began fucking me while I was under sedation. His cock slipped in with each cut of the scalpel. It was so real, sometimes I doubt that it was even a dream and can still feel the weight of him on top of me as he motioned to the nurse to give me more sedation. My cunt was just dripping wet when I woke up from the dream and ever since that day I’ve wanted to go back under the knife to see what would happen.

Killer Phone Sex Christmas Makes Your Snuff Fantasies Cum True

killer phone sexDid you have a killer phone sex Christmas? I sure did. I spent the holiday with a partner in crime, Bret. I met him on the dark net last year, and we have been hunting together ever since. He loves young nubile girls. The kind with no tits or hair on their pussies yet. I help him hunt. He pays me handsomely and he tips me well for my efforts. He wanted one this time barely talking and walking. The one he wanted for Christmas I had to snatch from an open bedroom window. A girl that young, would never be out alone. I climbed into her bedroom window, used some chloroform to insure she would not wake up and start crying. I took her to my accomplice’s house. He has a dungeon in his basement so he can explore his rape phone sex fantasies for such young girls with no one hearing her scream. She was a screamer too. That is because she was not much bigger than his cock, LOL. I was filming him tearing her little cunnie apart. She was a bleeder too. Her tender age flesh was turning raw as he thrust his monster meat deep down inside her tiny cunt and ass. You could see his cock snaking its way through her insides. It looked like she had swallowed a snake. I could see the outline of his cock in her tiny belly. My accomplice was in a sadistic mood. He wanted me to jack off his cock while it was inside our tiny victim. I got a knife from his kitchen and made an incision in her belly. I cut a hole in her stomach, put my hand in her belly and jacked his cock while it was inside her. There was so much warm blood flowing through my fingers. It ended up as a snuff porn. A little holiday snuff flick between friends is a great Christmas gift.

Knife Play Phone Sex Is Torture for You, Pleasure for Me

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex is popular. Guys know that a woman who is fond of knives and knows how to use them is one sick bitch. I am a sick bitch. A knife takes skill and precision. Anyone can shoot a gun, but to maim, torture, or kill with a knife means you are in master class of sadism. I have amassed an impressive collection of knives over the years. Some of the knives in my collection are worth thousands of dollars because they date back to the 20s. I even have a few that are from the medieval times. My grandpa was a knife connoisseur. He taught me at a young age how to defend myself using knives. He gave me my first one. He taught me how to hunt prey with knives. He taught me how to torture men with knives. I gelded sheep with him before I ever castrated my first man. When my grandpa died, I inherited his knife collection and a bunch of torture sex devices. Thanks to him, I can kill, stab, slice, castrate, filet and gut a person however I want.

I kidnapped a teen twat last night. She is still in my cage in my dungeon. I have been torturing her for hours. She hit my car and went ballistic on me. She was intoxicated, but in high school still. Not old enough to be drinking. She was out of her league with me. Pampered, spoiled, twat was used to getting what she wants. With me, she is just getting tortured until I can find some one like you to fuck the shit out of her too. I could have killed the cunt on the spot, but I like to prolong the agony. So far, I have cut off her labia lips. I have pierced her nipples. I carved twat on her chest. I even burned her clit with a stogie. I am just getting started too. She will be a snuff porn star before long.