Category: Mutilation phone sex

Suck the Blood Out of Your Cock

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.

Murder phone sex Fantasies

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

Snuff Porn Vacation

snuff pornSnuff porn is always on my mind. I am wicked that way. I see a cute brat and I am not thinking oh, I want to have a family too. I am thinking wouldn’t life be so much easier for them if that brat was gone. I have zero maternal instincts. Never had any desire to have a nuclear family. I do not need or want the picket fence lifestyle. I like not being tied down or stuck anywhere or with anyone. Even this job I have is mobile. I can live anywhere and do it. I recently decided I needed a change of scenery.  I rented an Air B and B in bumfuck, USA. I am in the mountains, but only a few miles from civilization. I did a snatch and grab of a little brat yesterday. I am in disguise. I used a fake name and account for the rental. And I brought my clean up gear. To me my perfect getaway involves snuff sex. I like to hunt and kill. The first couple days here, I stalked my prey. Learned her habits and watched her family. I am crafty. I can blend into a crowd when I need to do so. No one ever remembers me. I leave no footprint. I do not have social media either. Social media is the downfall of most criminals. I found this ginger spawn that made my cunt wet. Porcelain white skin and ruby red hair. Makes for a delectable victim. I snatched her up at the local public pool and took her to my rent a kill shack. I did all the mutilation in the bathtub. An old claw foot,  porcelain tub makes an excellent accomplice for murder phone sex fantasies. She was a screamer and a bleeder. The red blood that poured out her tiny veins stained her skin, but not the tub. A couple hours soaking in bleach, and there was no trace of that dead little slut in that claw foot vintage tub. Her remains were turned into bear food. Perfect killing vacation. Only thing missing was you.

 She better not die on me now!

Of course, I like to put on a show and have a live audience to my depravity, so it should be no surprise that my slaves watch as I destroy this little slut. She is a dumb bitch who isn’t even good at being tortured, let alone fucked and stuffed, so she is no good to me! I guess the only thing that she is good for now is to entertain me this one last time! I could use a good squirt; it’s been a few days since I last hunted. I have to send a message, so tonight is going to be fun! The metallic smell of her blood fills the room, and my pussy is dripping wet! Knife play phone sexI don’t know the last time I got so excited about a kill, but boy am I is my cunt throbbing. I grab my hunting knife, and slice her left tit clean off with one quick motion. The sound of the knife slicing through her flesh is almost enough to take me over the edge, but the scream she let out did the trick! I love to hear them scream and beg for mercy, as if that will stop the reign of torture that I am going to deliver to her on a sliver plater! oh wait no that her mutilated and decapitated body parts! I take the bloody knife and lick her blood off the taste of her life force and the rush of it was too much and I collapse in a puddle of my own squirt! God damn this is so good! No one can tell me that snuff is not the only form of sexual pleasure needed. I think as I hear her blood dipping to the cement below.  She better not die on me now! I’m just getting started!

An Accomplice’s Revenge

Torture Sex

You’re a nasty fucking pervert that needs to suffer from castration phone sex. The only way to ensure lil ones are safe around you is for you to get your filthy fucking cock cut off! You think that just because I was your accomplice that you didn’t make me sick to my fucking stomach? Haha! This is an accomplice’s revenge! As you lay spread eagle and face down on this plastic covered mattress, I want you to think about what you’ve done. I want that tiny little dick dangling in between your legs to shrivel in fear as I dig the tip of my knife into your piss hole. I bet feeling your urethra stretch would make you regret abusing those tiny teen twats! Listening to your sorry ass beg me for mercy makes my violence craving twat sopping wet so beg all you want. Did you think that nobody was gonna find out that you snatch barely legal victims and force your big p-cock in their teeny little assholes? You acted out your sick fucking ass rape porn fantasy on the last one until her perfectly puckered poo-popper was torn to shreds. Now, you’re gonna fucking pay with yours! I’m gonna start light with a pear of despair and as I ram it into your shit hole I want you to repent for all of your perverted misdeeds. As your back door gets drenched in its own blood I better hear you confess and pray to your Queen Goddess Jade as I pry you open!!