Category: Mutilation phone sex

Chris’ Dying Wish

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I don’t usually train sissy boys but this was a special occasion! Chris has been begging to be anally stretched and fucked into the afterlife and I have no problem helping this little dick simp transition to the other side but I was going to need help with this mutilation phone sex challenge! I called my jailbird brothers to get things started. They wasted no time helping themselves to our death-bound faggot’s ass. They started to film and made a gangbang rape porn with Chris as the main character. Plot twist: they beat the shit out of him. I guess my brothers wanted to make sure his face was beyond recognition. LOL.  The crunching of bones and mushing of soft tissue made me so eager to make my grand appearance! While he was getting his face and guts violently rearranged I got my 16-inch strap on ready. 

As soon as the tip of the canon started to enter his punk ass Chris began to cry and moan in pain through his bloody swollen lips. My brother had to force a BBC down his throat to keep the noise level down. As my whore gargled on blood and cum I was tearing that ass hole like notebook paper. the warm blood trickling down my leg turned me on so fucking much! “Keep fucking this bitch’s throat” I grunt at my brother as I force more of my freakishly large cock down Chris’ ass canal.

When I pulled back his ass clung to my cock like a pink sock. I grabbed and squeezed on the exposed ass meat helping me tear deeper into his poo shoot. After ripping Chris 4 inches up his back from my massive monster cock, I let my bother finish him off. Bro was able to keep Chris alive long enough to bust one more load down Chris’ throat before it was lights out for our fuck toy. Death’s cool chill came over our cock hungry sissy quickly as we gathered our shit. Whoever finds this fucker is going to be scared as fuck but at least Chris went out happy. After all, being shredded anally was his dying wish.

Cannibalism Phone Sex Feast of Virginal Flesh

I love a gourmet meal of the connoisseur kind. For me Cannibalism phone sex is a way to rehash some of the finest meals. The hunt for the tender delicious veal like flesh is the purest joy. Honing in on the target, and preparing the victim for the exquisite feast she will offer up to her huntress and accomplices is like preparation of grapes for wine. Well, sort of…. only we don’t want it fermented nor aged.

Pure, virginal, and sweet. The tender plump rump roast of a juicy bottom with the fattiness of innocence. Virginal in it’s capture, but broken once she has been kept and fed a proper diet for a week or two. I know it is so difficult not to defile the treasured feast while we fatten it up properly. But the basting of semen and urine is essential so while the victim is caged she is naked and used for your pleasures.

Fuck the little whores mouth. I have removed her teeth and that makes for a nice cock stoker Fine tuning the flesh for consumption is part of my process. I will cut out her anus and you are welcome to fuck that filth hole with intestines. Her virginal cunt will only be allowed the penetration once I am ready to prepare her. I will slice her open and removed the organs.

Once they are removed her cunt is yours. Then I will slice off the tender ass cheeks to marinate for a few hours in the finest seasonings and Bordeaux. The head served slightly preserved on a stake over the body sliced and spread with fixings for a fine meal.

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Ass Rape Porn Stars get all the Anal Torture They Want

ass rape pornOften it is my ass that gets me in trouble as an ass rape porn star. Men comment on my ass all the time. I am proud of my ass too. Look at it? Does it make you think bad things? It made Ian think bad things when I gave him a lap dance. I met Ian at a strip club. I have been working at this club for over 10 years. I love being a stripper. Normally, I stay out of trouble at the club. It is sort of my safe haven. The problem is I like bad boys and bad boys love strippers with phat asses. Ian was tipping me all night and buying me drinks and lap dances. When he was not ready to end the party, he invited me home with him. I did not know him well. I only knew of him. He is a frequent club goer, so I chanced it. He was into some hardcore anal sex. I am an anal whore, so I love ass sex. This was more anal torture sex than ass fucking. He had all these strange devices to use on me. Most of them scared me. He put a speculum up my ass and cranked it up. I could feel my ass opening up for him wide. He wanted to see what he was fucking is what he told me. He used my gaped asshole as a toilet. He pissed in my ass many times over the evening. He even squirted some icy hot in my ass. Now that shit burns and burns badly. Tears welled up in my eyes. He pulled out the speculum and replaced it with his cock. I could not believe he was going to fuck by asshole with Icy Hot as lube. I guess he was a pain slut too. He abused my asshole for hours. After awhile, it started to feel good. What the fuck is wrong with me? I guess I have been a taboo phone sex slut for way too long.

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Kidnapping Phone sex Sin

 

                Slice your wife’s face up and slap the pieces on the table since she wants to be a cunt and complain after all the shit you buy for her, still never willing to suck your cock. Who told you I was a nice bitch? Not my daddy- I tied his balls off when I was only a teen then sucked him hard until I was spitting blood onto the floor so mommy to walk in and start crying- praying to God asking why she ever had me. Oh boy, you really are begging me “please stop oh please just let us go” Don’t you realize you are just getting my cunt wet and more excited to fuck you til your heart stops as I burn your skin? Watching you struggle with those arms tied down to the table, humiliating yourself in front of your slutty wife. The way she cries is so fucking ugly, she says she loves you- but she wasn’t thinking that while fucking your best friend in the backseat last night was she? I’m doing you both a favor, but in the meantime I figured I would reward myself with the satisfaction of your crying, pleading screams. You say you want me to stop, but deep down I know you both have been craving for someone to end all your pains.

Fantasy Phone Sex is Rarely as Brutal as Real Life Violence

fantasy phone sexI hope you have some kinky and taboo fantasy phone sex ideas for us. Most men who call me have some wicked ideas in their heads and some creative and violent role plays on their mind. Not much though is worse than some of my real experiences as a druggy whore. Normally, it is my stepson who is doing violent things to me. This time, it was his friend. My stepson has been blackmailing me for years now, so I must do what he wants with no questions asked. He pimped me to a friend who needed a slave for an auction. I did not want to go with him, but he threatened to expose me to my family. He would too. He does not care who he hurts. He thinks I owe him for making his dad divorce his mom. She was halfway out the door before I even met his father. His friend was attending a slave trade. I did not know what that meant in modern terms, but I could take a guess. It was not race based obviously, but a bunch of assholes brought women and traded them amongst each other for ass rape porn and other violent things they cannot do to their wives. Kind of a smart concept, but dangerous and unpleasant for the slave women. I was traded to Master John. He never spoke to me. The silent ones are always the fucking scariest ones too. He tied me up to a wall and started whipping me so hard that I knew he broke the skin. I could feel the warm blood trickling then gushing down my back as he whipped me harder. He never fucked me, but he did whip my ass and my pussy. He still never spoke, not even as he was mutilating my girl parts. This was beyond torture sex. I could die from infection or blood loss with the kind of gashes he was leaving on my flesh. I wished I had been left with my stepson because he will not hurt me this badly. He needs me to be his cash cow. Master John just needed to hurt a bitch and I was the unlucky bitch.

Castration Phone Sex Gets My Cunt Wet and Brings Me Joy

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is what gets my cunt wet. Guys ask me all the time what I really enjoy, and I am brutally honest. I am not your typical phone sex woman. I am not sitting around all day begging for men to call me. I am not waiting to service your cock. I enjoy torture and the mutilation of sex organs. Now, I do love a good accomplice call where we hunt and kill together; but a good genital mutilation brings me nothing but joy. I am superior to most men. I am superior to most people. I am intelligent and I act with reason, not emotion. Too many men act with their dicks instead of their brains if they even have any. I know that sounds egotistical, but emotions are what bring people down and send them to prison. If guys acted with their big head instead of their little head, there never would have been a Me Too movement. I have never looked at any man and been like I want him so much I am just going to take him. Now, I have looked at a man and been like he looks so fucking stupid, I must explore my murder phone sex fantasies, so he never procreates.

I had that overwhelming sensation last night when I met Oliver at my local Goth dive bar. He was spiking girls’ drinks. I see everything. I am never caught off guard. My sixth sense is strong. I drugged him first. Not the first time or the last time that will happen. I was going to take him to my kill shack where I do my best work and can prolong the agony, but this guy was about 250 lbs of dead weight drugged. I settled for a back-alley castration. He had a worthless wiener. No woman would want to fuck or suck that worthless nub. I drove him to the waterfront. It is a seedy warehouse district where all the drug deals go down and hookers hang out. His sexually mutilated junk would be blamed on some whore not a torture sex bitch like me. He was out cold. I pulled his pants down and laughed at the short stack he thought he could force on me if I had not outsmarted him. I used a rusty blade and cut off his balls and half of his cock and tossed them in the river for fish food. I left him there to bleed out and get jack rolled. Fucking loser. He will just be the victim of another random act of senseless violence. Although it was not senseless to me. The bastard deserved it all.

Snuff Porn Audition

snuff pornThis is what I looked like for my snuff porn audition. I showed up to this guy’s house and he had me go to the back. He wanted me to strip for him outside. He had his cock out. He told me if I could make him hard in less than 5 minutes, I had the job. I needed the job too. I was out of money, and I was out of coke. The weekend was approaching, and I cannot go long without coke, especially not over a weekend. I heard that this guy is really rough on his starlets, but the pay is good.  I used my best moves to get him hard and it worked. I know I am not a young thing. But I am still in shape and many guys like a ginger whore. I did not know, however, if I made him hard that meant snuff sex for me. He got hard and the next thing I knew, there were four guys pinning me to the concrete floor. He was on top of me, the director, I mean, but he was not fucking me. He was fisting my whore pussy violently while his cohorts pinned me to the ground. I had no idea if this was being filmed or not. For all I knew, he was just going to pay me for brutal, rough sex. If I got my money, I was cool with whatever he did to me. He let his friends fuck me. They had huge black cocks. They kind of cocks that ruin women. Ruin their fuck holes forever. I was screaming because two 12-inch dicks in my ass at once is like being sodomized with the big end of a gallon milk jug. These guys used me worse than an ass rape porn star. I tried to focus on the coke. I was doing this for money for coke. I have road rash on my knees and my back. My ass looks like raw hamburger meat. I can barely walk. But I do not care. I can get coke again.

Forceful Violation and Murder phone sex Fantasies

You will join me in conjuring a Satanic Circle and obtaining a little cunt for something sinister. There will be some forceful violation by your p-cock as I carve our victim with the sacrificial sigils offering her to the demons. This is a Murder phone sex Fantasies kind of fun. Full moon fever means some blood lust and virginal sacrifices were meant to happen. Oh and did it happen!

Nothing better than a fellow dark soul that craves the succulent tight cunts for destroying and deflowering as she bleeds out. Thing is that it’s great money to offer up the virgin cunts. It’s such a waste to sacrifice a virgin w/o letting her holes be deflowered as she bleeds out. I found a way to fulfill many needs. But this means you must attend the Black Mass with me and be as dark as I am to partake in this special double feature. I call it Satanic Snuff and it’s my favorite thing ever.

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Medical Fetish Phone Sex Calls

medical fetish phone sexMedical phone sex fetish calls can be scary, even for a seasoned pain slut like me. And medical fetishes can include a wide variety of things like genital torture and mutilation to dissecting a human body like a lab frog. Anytime a guy asks me if I am into medical fetish calls, I swallow hard and try my best to sound enthusiastic because I am a no taboos whore. I much prefer to be the accomplice on a medical fetish call than the patient, but that almost never happens. Lucky me, however, it happened last night. I had a late night visitor with an unruly brat he had a strong desire to torture. She was a cute thing too but talk about a bad seed. She looked like an angel, but she had some sort of demon inside her. What a little bitch. Daddy wanted to punish her. I think he wanted to kill her. Like snuff porn her out. Cannot say that I blame him. She was definitely a cunt. He got my number from a guy who I had done a hot snuff scenario with before. I guess I owe that client because boy was it fun torturing this little brat. What a nasty little cunt. I stripped her naked, put a ball gag in her mouth so I did not have to hear her spew her insults. So young, but so inherently mean.  I spread her legs wide and used a spreader bar to keep her legs wide. I sliced her labia off with a scalpel. There was so much bright red blood. It was intoxicating. Sweet to the taste too. I burned her clit with a cigarette, and she screamed bloody murder. Her own father ordered the torture sex. My pussy was so wet knowing that. My daddy was a mean old son of a bitch, but I was an obedient angel. This girl was The Exorcist.  Well, she dead now after almost 12 hours of torture. But she went out mutilated and begging to die in the end.

Murder phone sex Fantasies

You have Murder phone sex Fantasies and it’s Ok! I am here to assist you in making those realizations more intense to orgasm with. My filthy twisted mind is very dark. I have my own extremely sadistic needs and experience rage kicks that get e off when I fulfill them. I like to destroy living things and make them dead things.

I destroyed the own little demon that was inside me and it was exciting and fun for me. I have once even made a murder fantasy not so fantasy. It was a guy. He was in such a wrong place and the way he hit on me was making e vomit. I couldn’t deal anymore. Fucking pink polo shirt and khakis with white trek shoes. Gag! Barf omg get the eyesore away from my view! Fucker is hitting on me. So, withholding every bit of nausea I bit at the moment.

I lured him out back and promised to make out with him if he gave me some of his blow. I was unable to help myself when I noticed he had a big dick. I ripped his ugly assed shit off of him and crawled on and rode that dick to my pleasure. The biggest pleasure was stabbing the fuck. I stabbed at him as I climaxed then left him for the alley strays to pick away at him.

Murder phone sex Fantasies