Category: Mutilation phone sex

I am your god

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Fuck satan!!! I don’t want you to worship anyone but me!!! That’s the truth fuck your beliefs. The only entity or person you will bow down to is me in all my glory. I want you to kill for me and do whatever it takes to prove to me that your worth to be my follower. I want the full truth at all costs. If I tell you to leave your girlfriend or wife, you will do so in a millisecond, and if I want you to pimp her out and kill her off, you also will do so with a huge smile on your wicked face. See, what gets me off is those who listen to every single thing I ask of them. I don’t care how much of a loser you will be if you look so pathetic like a chicken with its head cut off. You will jump when I say jump and ask how high. I’m all that matters, and you will make every single wicked request I ask of you.

Bondage Phone Sex and Anal Torture

bondage phone sexDo you enjoy bondage phone sex fantasies? I love to be submissive to men. Sometimes, I must be submissive to men. Not my intention or preference, but there is a female lesbian drug dealer who I must interact with on occasion. When there is no men who will trade pussy for coke, I know she will. She is a sadistic ghetto bitch. She thinks I am fine but resents me for having  the picket fence suburban life. Life is not always greener on the other side is something I tell her often. She still thinks I have a charmed life though. When I showed up at her door, she told me it was going to cost me. I knew it would. She loves to make ass rape porn videos with middle-class white housewives. She says men pay bank to watch videos of women who could be their wives getting anally tortured. I begged for a bump first and she gave it to me. She told me I would need it for what her viewers wanted today. She has live streams, and she goes by what her audience wants to see. Yesterday, they wanted to see a soccer mom get anally tortured. They bid on what she would fuck my ass with from butt plugs to baseball bats. I kept thinking of the coke as she sodomized me with everything and anything she could find in her house. She made bank but I did all the work. I knew not to dare ask for a portion of the money she made off my asshole. If I pissed her off, there would be no coke for me. I was not going through all that anal torture sex to come home with no coke. I swallowed my pride. Thanked her for using my asshole and left with a bag of coke to get me through the weekend. The things I do for my medicine.

Anal Torture Sex

Anal torture sex is something I am no stranger to; however, it is mostly men who are administering my anal punishment. I fucked over the wrong bitch apparently. I did not even know I had done it either. A couple weeks ago I met a hot man at a club. He had no ring on his finger and he forgot to mention a wife. I thought he was single and just looking for a one-night hot encounter. I was half right. I was at a different club last night and met this cool chick. Well, she was cool until I realized it was a set up. She spiked my drink. I woke up bound and gagged in her basement. She was yapping about me banging her husband last week and I tried telling her she had the wrong woman. She showed me a picture of her man, and I realized he had failed to mention the fact that he had a psychotic wife at home. She did not believe me when I said I did not know he was married. She had done her research on me. She knew I was a sugar baby and a GFE to married men. She would not have believed me if I protested more, so I just apologized. She took a baseball bat to my ass. She put a ball gag in my mouth to muffle my screams. I think her husband, the man I fucked, was upstairs clueless that his crazy wife was extracting revenge in their basement. She pushed the baseball bat up as deep as she could until it bottomed out and I shit myself. My asshole came out with the bat. I was prolapsed. I was bloody. I was shitty and I was sorry. I was verbally sorry to her for fucking her man. In my head, I was just sorry she was a crazy bitch who exacted revenge with ass rape porn.

Bimbo babes on spring break

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Spring break brings out all the sluts. I’ve had tons of fun these last few weeks. Checking out whores to bring over to master so he can have his way with them.

I am such a great scout. I know what turns him on like a great accomplice. I won’t stop till my master is satisfied and willing to bust. I have a very particular master.

He will not cum unless he’s aroused, and it takes quite a bit to get him willing to fuck and bust a load. He’s a busy man and has a limited window to play. Master is also

very peculiar. He likes what he likes. Anything can turn him off. It can be the way an outfit doesn’t match his taste to the smell of perfume. I know hot blondes and fake tits

are his weakness. He loves blondes and likes to mutilate them and have snuff sex with them. I find the best ones vacationing on spring break

Bad Babysitter Phone Sex is How I Pay for Coke

babysitter phone sexSometimes a man needs bad babysitter phone sex. I found a new way to make coke money during a pandemic. I have been struggling to find guys who will trade my old used holes for coke. Men want something young and tight. Not old and loose like my cunt. I am a mommy and that gives me qualification to babysit brats. One the outside I have a perfect suburban soccer mom life. No one knows I harbor a dark addiction. I put my profile up on a few sitter sites and I scored several gigs in homes with precious young cargo. If guys would not pay for my old holes or at least trade, maybe they would pay for some young charge I was watching. Turns out they will. And they will pay more than I ever got for my old holes. I move around from family to family, but last night I made bank for a boy and a girl. A man had rape phone sex fantasies for super young ones, and he wanted to fuck young pussy and young ass. I made them a special cocktail with one of my Xanax. That put them in a deep sleep. They never woke up as they were getting fucked by some grown ass man. There was blood. Clearly, they were virgins. I know how to clean up crime scenes. After he fucked them, he left. He gave me my money and I had a few hours to clean them up. I washed the sheets and licked up the DNA out of their gaping holes. Women use these ice orbs to get rid of bags under the eyes. I use them to take the swelling away from puckered assholes and cunts. Works wonders. The siblings never knew they got fucked. Since the parents sent me a Venmo tip today, I do not think they know either.

Killer Phone Sex and Torture

killer phone sexKiller phone sex fantasies have consumed me lately. I mean I am an anti-social bitch, but folks are rubbing me wrong even more than usual. I was at the mall. I am not a mall rat but the only place to get a good pair of army style boots is at this one store in the mall. I got my shoes and stopped into Starbucks for an overpriced latte. I was in front of this teen slut. She looked like she walked out of a Mean Girls audition. She screamed privilege. She was pissing me off before she even opened her mouth. When she heard me sighing as it was taking her forever to decide which drink had the least amount of carbs and sugar, she turned around and made a snarky comment about my appearance. I just smiled at her because this would be her last overpriced drink. I was going to make the mallrat a snuff porn star. I followed her out, clubbed her over the head and shoved her in my trunk. I drove her to my kill shack and took my time killing her. For me, the thrill is in their pain. I disfigured her pretty face. I widened her mouth with my knife. I slit her nostrils open too. I carved Whore in her forehead. She was tied up and going nowhere. Stupid, disobedient, self-entitled cunt. I made her sorry. I sliced off each finger and each toe. I took her perky nips off. I sliced her clit and shoved it down her throat. Yep. I made the hot teen slut eat her own clit for shits and giggles. It would have been better if you were with me. I think teen teases like that need fucked too. I can do all the torture sex and you can do all the force fucking. There are more girls like the whore I snuffed. So, we have plenty of teen whores to snuff together.

Castrations and Masturbations

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Castrations through masturbation with a dark hearted whore. For castration phone sex I live!  I can’t wait to bust your balls. Stepping on them while I am barefoot or with the spiked heel of 6 inch stilettos! Always listening for the popping sound as I slowly mash one ball at a time. If you’re lucky, I might let you see the growing wet spot on my panties. Be a good boy while I bust your other ball and your reward will be my sweet pussy in your face. All you get is a face full of piss and maybe a taste of my cunt juice, as that tongue cleans out my ass! Standing up, pushing your hips out and hold fucking still. Mistress of the dark, Jezabel, won’t stop until those testes are bloody and swollen. Sadistic and  bloody phone sex for those who are looking for a more extreme and permanent solution to those annoying balls and nutsacks. Let me wrap the thin metal wire and make a pretty design as the razor sharp twine cuts into those once beautiful balls. I do appreciate a nice cock and balls. But, then again you are not worthy of my fucking cunt!  After they turn dark red, purple and blue and become hamburger meat, is when the fillet knife comes out! Goodbye, balls, and the ability to ever cum again. Pop each sack open and pull out your squishy balls and pop them in my mouth! Caviar my dear nuttless bitch! Let me harvest you balls for my snack.        

Snuff Sex Secretary

Snuff sex was not even on my mind when I temped as a secretary last week. I have been supplementing my income with all sorts of gigs this past year. When I saw an ad for $3,000 for five days of answering phones, I thought hell yes. That is easy money. I can look good at a front desk. I can answer a phone sexy as fuck too. I should have known it was too good to be true. It was way too good to be true. The boss guy wanted a pretty bimbo, but not to answer phones. He wanted a pretty bimbo to slaughter. There was no one else in the office. It was him and me. I was duped. He tied me to an office desk and stripped me naked. With my big fake boobs exposed, he whipped them with his belt. He was slaughtering my tits. The big brass belt buckled slashed the tender skin on my breasts. Bright red blood streaks dripped down my stomach. He was just getting started. He whipped my cunt too. That belt buckle felt like being beat with cotton candy on my tits compared to what it felt like on my cunt. I was begging for mercy as the flesh on my pussy flew off in chunks. By the time he was done, my cunt looked like a grenade had exploded inside it. My pelvic bone was exposed.  I was crying and convulsing. I think I went into shock from the pain. I was sitting in a pool of my blood and a pile of my flesh. Then he started punching me in the face. Broke my nose. My eyes swelled up so I could not see out of them anymore. I was coming in and out of consciousness. This was not worth the $3,000 if I survived. This was a snuff porn not a secretary gig. Sometimes, I am so dumb.

Snuff Porn Audition

snuff pornI had a snuff porn audition this week. I was in front of three men telling them why I was the best woman for their movie. The director asked to see my boobs. He wanted to make sure they had some bounce and jiggle because there would be a lot of focus on my boobs. I unveiled my big tits and bounced to show that they jiggle. I was wet. I wanted this gig. It was a violent movie. The studio is known for the most realistic snuff films in the industry. I have waited a decade for an audition. The three men, the director, the lead executioner, and the producer all wanted to feel the goods. They wanted to hear me scream, so I let off a blood curdling scream that a scream queen would have made. I impressed them again and got the part. I started the next day. I quickly found out why their snuff movies are the most popular. They are not all fake. While I was looking for the little girl’s room, I went the wrong way and saw another film being made. I thought it was like the one I was making, but I saw a guy cut off a woman’s arm and blood splattered everywhere. She started convulsing like a woman in shock. Before she stopped convulsing, they took her other arm too. Then a guy gutted her like a wild animal. While she was shaking and convulsing, blood spewed everywhere. No one had seen me yet. This was real. I was not sure if mine was going to be fake or real, but I did not want to hang around and find out. This girl was dismembered, gutted, and fucked while some masked guy filmed it. I love snuff sex, but the simulated kind. I hustled to the bathroom and went out a window. I think if I had stayed for my filming time, I would not be here today. My dark desires are going to get me killed one day.

Bloody Phone Sex Fantasies

bloody phone sexI have bloody phone sex fantasies. A violent, gory, and painful death is what I deserve. I am a useless whore. I bet you agree too. Look at me. Platinum blonde hair. Big fake boobs. Tramp stamp, tongue and clit rings too. I am a life-sized fuck doll. And I want to be used. Guys ask me all the time what my limits are. None that I have found so far is my standard response. The darker the better. I do accomplice and victim play. Although I have a switch side, I make a much better victim. When I met Taylor at the gym, I thought he was looking to date. He did not scream BDSM master to me. He was cute, and built but polite and unassuming. I wanted him to do violent things to me, but he did not seem the type. I was wrong. He was Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. I did not have to bait him to bring out Dr. Jekyll either. The moment I stepped into his home, he collared and chained me. He told me he knew a good fuck doll when he saw one. My cunt was wet, and he could smell it too. He ripped my clothes off and held a knife to my throat. He told me one false move and he would slit my throat. I never saw this side of him at the gym. He is a gifted chameleon. He commented on my wet pussy and knew I was a pain slut. He carved his initials in my breasts making them bleed. He carved whore across my ass and laughed as I bled. I wanted him to fuck me, but when he did, I got more than I bargained for because he said he would not fuck a diseased bimbo with his cock. Instead, he stabbed my cunt with his knife, shredding my pussy. I think he ruined me for you.