Category: Mutilation phone sex

Sadistically Evil Phone Sex Goddess

I am exactly what you need. A Sadistically Evil Phone Sex Goddess. My Satan’s Lemonade will intoxicate you and make you even weaker still for me. It’s my special mixture of menstrual fluid and urine and it is what my slaves will crave from me. Groveling at my feet wanting me to stomp on their ball sacks until they are punctured or bruised. Those penis pops I make great money off of from perverts is one of my other specialties. Little boy dicks severed before they are burned in the sacrificial fires of Hell. I hunt little brats and destroy them.

On occasion a grown fool gets caught up in the hunt and needs to be removed. I have no qualms in destroying a bitch or cunt assed man. I get pleasure with a slow torture even. In fact I am feeling pretty sadistic for ruining a bitch assed man now. I can smell the aroma of grilled cock sausages and testical burgers.

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Faith’s Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

murder phone sex fantasies There was something different about Dr. Mitchell. All of the women in the neighborhood fell all over him because of his charm and he was smoking hot too. He was a little too perfect to be the normal guy they all thought he was. I was going to find out what kind of a sicko he really was. I got myself invited over for dinner, and he was called away for work. He asked me if I would stay and if we could pick it back up when he returned. That gave me the perfect opportunity to snoop around.

Downstairs in his basement he had a doctor’s exam room set up. There was a woman strapped down to it with medical restraints. She screamed into the cloth gag, and her eyes were blood-shot and desperate. I stroked her hair and told her I would help her. Then Dr. Mitchell came down and caught me. He told me he knew I was a curious fucking slut. He just left long enough for me to find his patient. Then the murder phone sex fantasies began. His patient didn’t make it. I might have drained her when drawing blood, oopsy.

Castration Phone Sex is Charity Sometimes

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is my specialty. Most of my calls are spent making tiny dick losers eunuchs. I do a lot of accomplice work too. Not that I do not love killing little bitches with you because I do. I hate brats and think the world needs less of them. But my passion is making this world a safer place for women like me. Men think with their dicks no matter how big or how small those dicks are. Men are impulsive. Most do not like to hear no. I recently started a side gig. In this #MeToo world many women are still not getting justice. Their attackers get off or are never brought to trial because in a he said she said world, the man usually wins. That’s not justice for women. Men who try to drug me or do not take no for an answer get one free junk removal. I have a castration and a medical fetish phone sex badge of honor, LOL. Why not do this for other women.

medical fetish phoen sex My fees are very reasonable. I will castrate a man on the word of another chick for $300-$500 no questions asked. I charge loser men $1500-$2000 for junk removal. This side gig is a passion project designed to get rid of men with inadequate equipment who do not know how to use it properly. I am being honest. The world is a better place without toxic masculinity. I did a job for free last night because a bunch of coeds sought me out for a frat boy who thinks his 4-inch nub is God’s gift to women. He likes to get coeds drunk and explore his rape phone sex fantasies. Not anymore. Used one of his victims as bait, and then I put him in my castration chair. They were all there with me holding knives to his junk when he woke up. He was strapped down and unable to fight. He was a big boy with a little dick. My first group castration project but it was therapeutic for those girls and wicked fun for me. This rich boy was never going to pay for his crimes, and he was going to just keep on shoplifting the pooty. No more. We took his balls as a collective. I know I am a cold-hearted bitch, but I have a charitable side. I may even take your junk for free too.

Mutilation phone sex slut doll

Men need a slut doll like me to take out those mutilation phone sex fantasies on. This is just the thing that daddy prepared me for. The way he fucked me with no restraint and tortured me to the point of hospitalization was his way of showing his love and priming me. This is my existence. I am here to be used abused and fucked into in the oblivion of your darkest fantasies. I just can’t grasp any other form of pleasure. The rape fantasies you bring me also bring on my best fucking orgasms. You see it’s just the way I’ve been raised . As a fuck doll for the pleasure of men and sometimes even some really vicious women. We have some vicious mean fucking cunts on the site. I would be so fucking honored to have you and one of our sadistic’ cunts ruin me for your pleasure.
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Bondage Phone Sex, Snuff and Dismemberment

bondage phone sexI enjoy bondage phone sex. Sometimes, however, it gets too extreme for me. I have made a living off my body one way or another. I hooked on the streets for years until I was old enough to become a nude fetish model. I have always been tall. I was not always buxom, however. About 15 years ago, a fetish photographer took me under his wing. He bought me boobs. I worked them off doing shoots for him. He is retired now, but he still sends business my way. He knows a girl like me can always use money. This lead he had was for a legitimate porn studio. They needed a model with experience for a snuff porn shoot. This would be rough simulated sex and extreme bondage. The pay was too good to make me pause and really think about the legitimacy of it all. I showed up at the studio, but no one was there. I heard some sounds, so I went exploring. Bad idea. I happened upon a woman being eviscerated. No way this was staged. Not with those screams. I started to run but tripped and fell. A guy grabbed me and pulled me into the area where they were dissecting this woman like a lab frog. I was at the wrong fucking address. Flipping some numbers was about to lead to my demise. There was no saving this woman. Her entrails were on the floor, and I was slipping in her warm guts. I thought I was a dead woman, until one of the killers recognized me. He knew me from a fetish shoot. I tried to tell him I was no saint. I name dropped who I use to work for and then said I was now a very skilled accomplice phone sex partner. I told him I could do clean up or bring him more girls to mutilate and snuff. We made a deal. My life for my silence and my assistance. Just when I thought I was free, I fucking flipped some numbers and walked right into a real snuff flick.

Killer Phone Sex for Hire

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Looking for killer phone sex? You are in the right place. I am a mercenary of sorts. A killer for hire. I have no limits on who I will kill for you. It is a transactional contract between us. I will kill your target with you present to enjoy it or capture it on film while you cement your alibi. I am expensive, but you get a video to jack off to for the rest of your life. You get no paper trail. I take all the risk and you get all the pleasure. The pleasure for me is in the negotiated price and the kill. I love to slay. I am very skilled at the hunt and the kill. I never kill a person the same way twice. This is how you stay off the radar. No pattern, no serial killer in the minds of the FBI and cops. I am a serial killer without a pattern. Killers like me avoid detection. I have killed over 500 folks in my life, and I am in my early 30s. I have a lot more killing time to go.

I made a snuff porn for a guy last night. He paid me $100,000 to kidnap and torture a young girl. He did not have a specific victim in mind. He just wanted a real snuff flick. We call them 8MM’s in my world. You stay off modern technology. No accidental digital downloads to the cloud to land either of us in prison. Modern technology is a criminal’s worst friend. I make no mistakes, but men like you do every day. That is why you need a skilled accomplice for your dark fantasies. My last client was very pleased with the brat snuff flick I made him. The little cunt was a cutie. I mutilated her tender flesh for hours prolonging her screams and agony. Mercy kills, quick kills, not my thing. You hire me for your snuff movies, the victim is going down painfully and slowly. That is how I get my pleasure. Think we are a good match?

Anal Torture Sex, Again

torture sexTorture sex fantasies are common with a submissive slut like me. Men know when you are desperate for cash, attention or drugs. I am usually desperate for all three. My stepson knows this all to well. He dangles carrots in my face and every time I say no more, I cave because he gives me what I crave and need which is a big bag of coke. He showed up last night while his father was out of town on business. His brothers were asleep upstairs. I knew it was him at the door. It was almost 2 am and I heard the door open. It sounds a beep in my room. No one was breaking in. Whomever came in had a key and knew the code. With my boys asleep and my husband out of town, that left my stepson. I sighed heavy knowing this would be no fun for me. I went to do a bump quickly and realized I was out. Ugh. Now, I was going to have to do what he wanted. What he wanted was to make a violent ass rape porn. He had a client wanting a personal movie just for his spank bank collection. My stepson gets the money and I get some coke. I knew there would be blood, shit, piss and pain involved, but I was desperate. I was out of coke. I would have agreed to be dismembered. I was prepared, well I thought I was. A baseball bat up the ass sober with no lube rips your asshole apart. Makes it bleed too. I am sore today. Sorer than I have been in a long time. My asshole is swollen and bleeding still, but the coke numbs the pain. I would say that I will not be his taboo phone sex whore again, but I will be desperate for coke again soon.

Taboo Phone Sex Gangbang

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is something I am no stranger too. I have had taboo sex all my life. I lost my virginity to my brother while my mother watched to give you an idea of the level of taboo fucking, I am talking about. I have been fucking my stepson since I married his dad. More like he has been fucking me. He has been blackmailing me for years. He knows about the monkey on my back and exploits me for it. I am okay with it because he always feeds my addiction. But with time, he gets more and more violent and extreme. He likes to stream videos for money. I am always his star. I am his cash cow and his get out of jail free card. We are both fuck ups, so when we are together, it is always a wild time. He out did himself last night. He wanted to stream a gangbang rape porn with me as the star. Usually, his friends come over and sodomize me, maybe put a couple cocks in a hole at once. Last night, however, my costars were all schoolboys. He wanted to make a mommy rape fantasy movie to stream on the dark net. This was the type of movie that could get us all arrested. I do love boy cock, but I was not sure about this. A bunch of random boys I did not know. Not like I had a choice. No clue where he found these boys, but they were down to fuck me.  They brutalized me too. All that pent up aggression, I guess. Maybe they had mommy cock teases and I was their surrogate. I did not ask many questions. I understood the assignment. I am just to look pretty and get brutalized. Those horny boys enjoyed ruining my asshole. I have been an ass rape porn star before, and I will again too. These boys gaped and prolapsed my asshole on film, calling me mommy. My stepson’s movie was an instant fan favorite. I had no idea so many boys had rape fantasies for mommy.

I Love Skinning Bitches

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If you want a bitch that is going to cry and beg for your mercy, you got the wrong bitch and I will gladly slit your fucking throat if you try me. A bitch like me gets turned on by brutalizing sluts. The only thing that really makes my pussy wet is tying a young slut up and poking her with my knife. I usually start with the pussy lips! I yank their thong up right in-between their cunt lips exposing two juicy slices for me to poke and prod. The blade slinks right into them like butter as that slut screams in agony. Her screams send chills down my spine as I mutilate her body. She was hardly wearing clothes when I abducted her and now, she barely has skin! I peeled patches of it off with the intention of making bitch jerky. I did not like to snuff my victims out too soon, but this little piggy squealed so much I had to eternally silence her. I took my bloody knife and carved her a new slit right across her neck. She looks so pretty with a bloody necklace! I wish she would have lasted longer for me to fuck her whore holes, but I guess I’ll have to wait until next time….

God Likes It, How About You?

Blasphemy phone sex

 

I hope you know that blasphemy phone sex is much more than just taking the lord’s name in vain or slapping around a nasty tempered nun.  At least, it is with me.  When you have a dark beast inside you driving your every desire, sacreligious sex becomes something evil and twisted.  Even the most fucked up and foul bible bashing pussy pounders tend to tap out of our cum drenched Christ crushing conversations earlier than they had expected.

Maybe the thought of me sitting on a group of debilitated nun faces and grinding my brown-pink asshole into their mouths while I mutilate their titties with a sharpened rosary gets guys off early, but the fear in their voice tells me that they’re too scared to finish.  Of me, of God or whatever.  Something about jamming a holy chalice rim first into a tight assed Reverend Mother’s hairy yet unsullied shit hole until she cums so hard that she gushes pussy juice and blood filled ass slime makes some wannabe butt abusing blasphemers hang up before I’m even close to being done with my sordid story.  Look, they paid the toll and knew what they were getting into.  It’s not my fault they’re a bunch of Nancies.

Some guys think that they can handle the thought of me ordering a dirty P loving priest to defile and abuse his innocent little altar attendants in every way imaginable while I please my pussy with an extra large crucifix until it’s a mangled bloody pulp, but when I get to bellowing out my favorite movie quote of all time, all I hear is a click and silence on the other end.  “Let Jesus fuck you!  Let Jesus fuck you!” is a phrase that’s turned me on since I was a little girl.  I guess they don’t like “The Exorcist” as much as I do.  Fucking faggots.

I hope you know what you’re asking for when you tell me you want to have some blasphemy phone sex.  Judging from my prior unholy fuck call experience, you’ll probably bail out before your time is up.  I don’t care if you cum or not, you already gave me your money.  If you don’t like it, toughen up and call me back.  Know what you’re asking for before you open your fat mouth.  And just remember, God is always watching and I guarantee you he likes to jerk his life giving cock to all of the pain and suffering he’s created.  I’m here to help him get off.  How about you?