Category: Mutilation phone sex

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!!

His secret fantasy

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I have had an ongoing relationship with a guy. When we first met, I wasn’t completely attracted to him. I thought he was sort of odd.

Either way, he had a way with words, and sure enough, he had me under his spell before I could even realize it.

I was smitten around him and thought his personality was still different, but he had a certain charm that radiated. Who knew it had patterns of psycho. One day I was sleeping and noticed him taking pictures of me while I napped. It woke me up. He looked quite startled when I awoke. He could see I was weirded out, and he tried to play it out as he couldn’t help himself. I looked so cute when I slept.

After that, I didn’t think much of it. I went through his phone one day and could see he had a lust for necrophilia phone sex.

I had opened a can of worms and finally found a section where he confessed he loved to take pictures of me asleep and loved to imagine me dead and how his cock would feel inside me. After that, I cleared any signs of me going through his phone and tried to head out as fast as I could, but he was in front of the front door.

I guess the indoor cameras should have been a dead giveaway.

Summer is Cannibalism Phone Sex Time

cannibalism phone sexIt is cannibalism phone sex season. My favorite meat to barbecue in the summertime is human  flesh. I spend weeks hunting for the best selection. I like my food natural and organic. This means no tattoos, no piercings, no fake tits and natural hair color too. You would be surprised how difficult that is to find. I also need my meal to be not too skinny and not too fat and that is equally hard to find. I also need one drug and alcohol free. It used to be easier to find the perfect meal. But I am patient. It is worth the wait to find a succulent piece of flesh. Seriously, the best meals are home cooked and natural. One slab of flesh will feed me all year. I hunt outside gyms and malls. But I will troll the neighborhood sites for community BBQs too. I have found wonderful meals there before. For me, hunting is most of the fun. I take my time when I capture my meal. Full body inspections are necessary. Sometimes, they need to detox. I soften the skin with butter baths for days ahead. My last meal was a male. I had the help of some fellow taboo phone sex bitches in preparing and eating my captured meat. He was willing. Most are not. He found me on the dark net and offered himself up in any useful way. The only use I had for him was in my belly. My girlfriends and I took a week to prepare him. It was nice not having to cage him for a week. Free range, grass fed meat is always the most tender. I boiled him in water first, then put that large shrimp on the barbie as the saying goes. A slow roasted pig is a yummy meal. We danced by the fire and drank wine as we cooked a meal fit for snuff porn queens like us. I am still hunting my perfect summer meal to feed me into next year. Thinking this season, I need some girl meat. Maybe even a veal cutlet. Perhaps, you want to help me find the perfect dinner?

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.