It is an evil phone sex Thanksgiving for this submissive milf. My stepson summoned me to his place last night. I knew why too. The holidays he needs more blow. So do I. We are both coke fiends. The difference is I am the one who must get abused to get any blow. My husband does not mind me doing a little blow here and there, but I am a daily 24/7 kind of user. He would leave me and take our sons from me. My stepson blackmails me. I am his cash cow for drugs and for all his money. The man has not had an honest day of work in his life. I need coke to get through the holidays, so I agreed to meet him. This time we met at an abandoned warehouse. It is known as a crack house. I did not want to go there, but I had no choice. I could end up in a snuff porn in a place like that. My stepson went all out too. He had all sorts of BDSM equipment laid out as well as a few extra men. The camera equipment was set up too. I had no clue what might happen, but I knew I could endure anything for coke. The holidays are rough for me. I must act like this good soccer mom. I am not a normal woman. I just fake it well, but I need the coke to fake it. I was strung upside down with chains and the bonus guys skull fucked me until I puked. That is the second time this week a guy has made me puke on a cock. My stepson filmed me in all sorts of bondage positions. I was not happy at all. I was contorted and stretched. I think my shoulder got dislocated too. I was crying in pain, but that did not stop them. They see me as a taboo phone sex whore and a cash cow. Nothing else. I must cook for a big family tomorrow with a prolapsed asshole and a dislocated shoulder. I have ligature marks on my neck and wrists I must hide too from the ropes they bound me with. But I got a huge bag of blow. I should be able to fake it for another holiday.
Category: Mutilation phone sex
Knife Play Phone Sex is a Bloody Good Time with Me
Knife play phone sex is bloody fun. I love to stab, slice, cut and disfigure. I saw this little girl playing by herself at the park and was suddenly filled with rage. She looked like an angel; the kind of girl P men would love to fuck. But she represented to me all that is evil in little girls. She was flirting with the daddies in the park. Even at her young age, she knew her tiny little body could garner attention. This was a future gold digging, cock teasing slut who would grow up to be the kind of woman who gives other women a bad name. I had to stop her in her tracks before she could do more damage. I had killer phone sex impulses right then, but I curtailed them until I could get her alone. I am stealth and I am patient. It is a struggle most days though to show restraint, but restraint keeps me out of prison. I followed the girl home, so I would know where she lived. I waited. I plotted. And when the timing was right, I stole her right from her bedroom in the middle of the night. I took her to my kill shack, and I mutilated her little body for shits and giggles. I sliced off her nipples. I cut off her labia lips. I carved a W in her flat belly to remind her that she is a whore. I took pride in disfiguring the little cunt. I could have killed her quickly, but there is no fun in a quick and painless death for me. I like the suffering of others. I get off on the pain and tears of young girls. Do you? Honestly, I could have used a male accomplice. Sure, I had fun torturing the cunt with my knife. I eventually killed her and fed her to the wild animals but having an accomplice phone sex partner is always way more fun for me.
Ass Rape Porn is What This Red-Headed MILF Does Best
Ass rape porn is what I am known for. My ass has seen more action than a slew of gay porn stars combined. My ass is the preferred hole of many men because despite all the action it has seen, it is still my tightest hole. I applied for a job as a fetish model recently. I am a little older than the ad wanted, but I was desperate for money. I pleaded my case and shaved a few years off. I do not think I am that old, but I am hardly fresh and new anymore either. I have some high mileage fuck holes. The director passed on me because of my age, but he gave me the name of a seedier director who was looking for a mommy for a film he is making. I did not care if it was a gangbang rape porn, I needed coke money. I gave the director a call and arranged an audition. This guy was a poor man’s version of Ron Jeremy. Hard to believe you could look seedier than Ron Jeremy, but this guy did. He hired me on the spot. He knew that I was the prefect mom for an anal gangbang. I quickly regretted being as desperate as I was for money. This guy had 100 young men ready to run a train on my ass. I was bound and gagged to a sawhorse. My legs spread wide, however, so my ass was open for business. There were no rules, no safe words, no lube either. These young guys were like savage beasts getting their first taste for anal torture sex. One cock after another fucked my asshole, some even two or three at a time. My ass was drilled for hours by horny men with a hatred for mommy. They slapped me and chocked me as they fucked me. I had a bloody prolapsed ass afterwards, but that is nothing a little coke cannot fix.
Castration phone sex
On this Castration phone sex call he asked me a question I had never been asked before. I was hoping you could teach me how to use this Elastrator Band.
I never use one before
I’ve never used one either
Well I’m Sliding the Tight band around my balls now
It’s On!!!
Wow!!!
This Band is Super Tight How do I take it off?
I can’t Cut it off!
What should I do????
Chelsea My Balls are turning purple! OMG!
Help Me! My Balls are turning Black n Blue what do I do??
This is what you wanted.
Stop being a sissy and put some Ice on it. when this is over you will be able to play with your own clit. Take some high-dose pain pills and ice them and in a few hours, you’ll have a Pussy.
Knife Play Phone Sex Gives Me More Ways To Kill and Torture a Loser
I love knife play phone sex. A knife is my best friend. It is my weapon of choice. I will always pick a knife to kill you with. It takes more skill to kill with a knife than a gun. I can kill with a knife. I can torture with a knife. I can castrate with a knife too. That is my favorite thing to do with a knife. Balls are overrated. I think they are a privilege that should be revoked by women like me. When I met Toby at the bar, I knew he was a tool. I saw him spiking women women’s drinks. I watched and waited for my opportunity. I am stealth. While he was spiking a woman’s drink, I spiked his. I always carry drugs on me because you never know when you must drug a tool or a young cunt. Anyway, I hit on him. I distracted him from the Goth babe he was trying to drug. I could have made him a snuff porn star. I decided to cut off his balls instead. It is a permanent reminder of how bad actions have consequences like losing your balls. When we were in his car, I made him think I was going to give him head. When I was near his balls, I pulled out my knife and sliced them off. He never saw it coming. He was screaming in pain. He was bleeding too. Normally, when I castrate a man, I will cauterize the wound. It will be nasty, but there will not be so much blood. This guy was a predator. He deserved the pain and the disfiguration of an impromptu castration. I am no patron saint of women, but he was in my bar. He was drugging my Goth friends. He was an outsider. You want to drug and fuck women, go to some coed bar. I will even help you. I am goth teen phone sex bitch, however. You come into my bar, drugging my people, you will lose your junk. I have castrated men for far less.
Snuff sex has nothing on me and my sadistic mind
I am the monster slut you are looking for. The sadistic whore of your filthy Snuff sex dreams. Hell has nothing on me and the things that I love to put my sex toys through. It’s the only way my pussy can truly be pleased. I love rubbing my cunt and cumimg while watching the scene unravel. Her tits are perfect, perky, and round. The perfect trophy to keep around. I slice that massive mound off her chest. Her blood was not the only thing that made a mess. I came so hard my body shook with pleasure. I squirted everywhere and her screams made it that much better. I swear she got wet but maybe that was just me. everything about her has been perfect so far. Even hunting her had me cumming watching her try to fight you. God she is so feisty I wonder if she knows this is literally the fight of her life
The thrill of the hunt is nothing compared to the thrill of watching you torture and take the holes of this worthless little whore. The way she begs as she suffers and her blood drains slowly from all her many wounds. You are a savage as you force your cock in her using all her newly acquired holes to jerk your cock. I know you are rocking her world. It’s been days since we caught her and brought her here and today is the day that we end her.
You grab a drill and I know exactly what you are going to do. You drill a hole in her head perfect size for your massive cock to use, I sit on her face as she screams in my cunt the vibrations and sounds are almost enough. I almost came right then and there but I’m saving it for when you cum. Now fuck her brains out and take that whore she is all yours!
Snuff sex has nothing on the truly Sadistic things is crave
Snuff sex has nothing on the true degradation that I crave. I can’t help it, the only thing that can turn me on are things that only the mind of a truly evil bitch can come up with. I need blood! The red, warm, sticky life force gives me a high that I chase. The bloodier and more mutilated the encounter gets, the better! My twisted sick mind goes insane at the sight, smell and the palpable fear. Each time blood squirts or a cry for mercy vibrates through the room, my pussy pulsates threating to cum right then and there.
The smell of iron and the sight of my liquid kryptonite are not the only thing this sadistic whore craves. I need the echoes of the screams as a worthless toy is being tortured. The pain that I am witnessing them endure at your hands doesn’t seem to be enough to me. I think real slow deliberate pain is overdue, so you know like any good sadistic slut, I’m going to help. I grab a pair of garden sheers and start cutting off fingers and toes. I want this torture to be prolonged, but also need my fix of blood and screams.
“No one can hear you! Scream as loud as you want! You actually will make this more enjoyable than I thought!” I hiss as I place my tight wet pussy over this slut’s face. She is our fuck toy now baby so don’t mind me while I use her face. You are force fucking the hole that used to be her pussy and ass and I love the way your bloody dick look going in and out. She is moaning from pain as she slowly bleeds out and the vibrations are screaming my name. I can’t help it I’m covered in her blood and the sight is too much to bear. I squirt down her throat as I smother her with this round juicy ass. She is chocking and drowning in my sweet nectar, and I should let her up for air. But fuck it I’m going to water board this bitch with my cum and maybe if she makes it, we can go from there! I know you like fucking their dead bodies anyways!
Blasphemy Phone Sex Because The Devil is More Fun
Blasphemy phone sex is popular. Personally, I do not believe in anything I cannot see and understand. I do not understand these fools who give their money and souls to the church. Stupid. I mean you are letting some mouthpiece drain your wallet for the promise of something better in the afterlife? What about something better now? I love to break into churches and desecrate them. I had an accomplice on Saturday night. We destroyed this local church that wants to put women back in the dark ages. The preacher is some Pentecostal tyrant who believes women should be barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen. I did some research on him. Stalked him for months and found out all sorts of unsavory things about him. He is embezzling money from his stupid flock to pay for hookers. My friend and I decided to expose him. We had blasphemy sex in the pews first. Fucked our brains out and left cum and piss all over the church. We destroyed the Bibles. Word of God? Bullshit. Word up, Satan. Evil is here on earth and should be celebrated. I mean the devil has more fun, right? The preacher busted us, so we had to kill him. He was in the church with his hired whore. He was desecrating his own church with a rent a whore. We killed them both and left their bodies on the alter like a ritualistic sacrifice to Satan. We positioned them naked. I wanted to shock the stupid flock when they came in to worship the next day. We gutted them both like pigs. Blood, organs, and guts were all over the alter. It was a bloody phone sex massacre. The church smelled like death. It looked like something out of a snuff flick. Maybe the flock will know what a false prophet their leader was and come over to the dark side. The Devil is more fun.
Torture Sex on My Time
I have so many twisted freaks that come to me when they’re in need of some torment filled torture sex that I almost don’t have enough time to find all of the fuck pigs needed to satisfy their dastardly desires. I’m not just here to provide the droves of delinquents who can’t get off without doing some damage to the flesh of a fine little female the fuckmeat they crave, I’m a pretty busy psychopath. I got things to do.
Yesterday, for instance, I was stalking a family that seemed to be an utter waste of space to see if they’d be worth eliminating completely. It’s been a while since I’ve pruned the branches of anyone’s family tree, I was really looking forward to seeing where that went. I was in the frozen aisle of the grocery store tailing them as just another face in the crowd, as I do, when one of my clients saw me and approached and started talking really loud. He was flapping his gums about things that should never be uttered in public places, making everyone in the place turn to look at us and see who was having such a conversation, my intended targets included. So much for planning and staging that familicide.
I stormed out of the store with him following close behind me, going on and on about how he needed to make a bitch hurt and the types of wounds he wanted to inflict on an incapacitated cunt. Some things you just don’t talk about in public, loose fucking lips sink big fucking ships. That was way too much for me, I knew I had to do something about him or he would bring my whole operation down around me. I relented and told him to get in my van, I’d hook him up.
Luckily, I had one last fresh fuck pig, with skin so soft and smooth you could butter your bread with it, locked up in my dungeon of a basement that I was willing to let him use. He’s always into whipping so I knew the exact tool to give him to make him blow his load pretty quickly. I wasn’t wrong, he only lashed her about 50 times before his nut sauce was shooting all over that beaten beauty, soaking into her deep wounds and dripping down her body. As he stood there reveling in his work while trying to catch his breath, I snuck up behind him, slipped a garrotte wire over his head and squeezed my hardest to make certain that he never would. What can I say? Don’t piss me off, Pal.
Yeah, I’ll provide all the pussy you want to punish, but I’m going to do it on my time. There are people to stalk and kill, folks need to be framed for murder and I want to be the one to do it. Kind of hard when I have to find a bunch of dumb bimbos, lock them up then watch guy after guy go at them and torture-fuck the spirit out of them while they hang helplessly on an almost daily basis. If I don’t answer when you call or text you back, I’m not trying to deal with you at the moment. Period. Approach me in public and start talking all kinds of bullshit, I’ll turn your addiction into a snuff sex scene real quick. You don’t want to be on my bad side, I promise you.
Snuff Movies Can be Inspired by Hollywood Horror Films
I am a snuff movies and chill kind of girl. I do not watch sappy ass chick flicks or romance movies. I need violence and gore. I was told this new horror film Terrifier 2 was so disturbing that people were puking and leaving the theater. I knew it was not a snuff flick. I also knew it would not be as violent as anything I have done before too. It was a Hollywood movie. Special effects might be gory, but no way this film would be too violent for me, however. I have yet to see a film too violent for me. I don’t think anything could be too violent for me. I have made some pretty gory snuff porn in my life too. I went to see this film knowing the movie would not be as good as the hype. Terrifier 2 was good, but it was not too gory for me. Art the Clown may be my spirit animal though. He just hates all people, and he is brutal as fuck. He gave me some inspiration for my next kills. I mean this killer clown castrated a dude. He poured acid on women’s faces. He dismembered folks. He even gutted his victims and pulled out their beating harts and ate them. His is a sick mother fucker. Right up my alley, but Art the Clown is fiction. Venus the Bitch, is all real folks. I decided to get some acid. I mean it would be fun to disfigure some stuck up cunt who thinks her looks alone will get her by in life. I was all set to use the acid on this dumb cunt I saw, when a fucking jack ass thwarted me. I decided I would fuck him up, but I wanted to put the acid on his cock not his face. I made him think I was going to blow him in the parking lot. As if I would ever blow some tool in a parking lot, but it got his pants down. I tossed the acid on his worthless junk, and it was better than castration phone sex! I mean the flesh burned off his cock and balls. It was like his junk was melting. He passed out and went into shock. I poured more on him for shits and giggles and watched his body turn into a pile of mush. I have a taste for a new level of sick torture now.











