Category: Mutilation phone sex

Female Domination Phone Sex

domination phone sexDomination phone sex with women is not what you would imagine. Women are far crueler than men. My master gave me to this woman for a day. He owed her a favor, and this was how she wanted repaid. She wanted to abuse a woman. She wanted to abuse me. She was not into typical BDSM games. At first, it seemed okay. I had to worship her ass and cunt. I spent a few hours with my face buried in her fuck holes. She smelled nasty and tasted worse. I swear she purposefully didn’t shower to humiliate me.  I thought if it was just an evening of smelling her dirty ass, I could handle it, but she was jus warming up for some anal torture sex. She had a variety of large objects never meant to go in an ass. She put a ball gag in my mouth then started ramming large things in and out of my ass. In her words, “I’m going to ruin your asshole bitch.” I have heard that before, but this bitch meant it. I felt the pain. Sometimes it felt like my insides were being yanked out. Every shit stained object that went up my ass, went in my mouth too. I had to clean the shit and blood off everything that she fucked my ass with. The five hours I was with this bitch seemed like an eternity. I just hope Master doesn’t share me with her again. When I left, I was prolapsed again. Master just fucked it back into my asshole like he always does.

Snuff Porn Dreams

I touched my little cunt while thinking about him shredding my whole body with nothing but his hand. I grew up on horror movies because they were like porn for daddy, and my favorite was about a man with knives for fingers. He would come into your dreams, and mutilate and murder you. The idea of this excited me, being the little snuff doll I am, and I would have so many fantasies about becoming his victim. One night after waking up from a dream where he snuffed me out I was just so wet I had to finger my bald little slit. Well, daddy walked in on me, and demanded to know what I had been fantasizing about. Guiltily I admit that I always wanted to be snuffed out by the man in the movie, and oddly enough daddy left without a word. The next night I had the same kind of dream, and again I was walked in on. However, this time it was hard to tell that it was daddy. He was wearing the full costume of the man in the movie, as well as a glove with sharpened knives for fingers. Using his other hand he removed my fingers from my pussy, and replaced them with one of his knife fingers. The cold metal and the sting of the cut felt so fucking good I could have orgasmed right there. He cut up my cunt and shoved a knife finger into my ass hole as well. He rapidly moved his knife fingers in and out of me, mutilating my tight teen holes. When I came on his knives he took them out, and decided to make a new hole for him to fuck. He sliced open my stomach, and fucked my freshly made hole. I bled to death, and the last thing I felt was him cumming in my stomach. 


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Daddy Loves to Eat His Lil Girl

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Daddy love his little pain snuff slut! Daddy is free to abuse and use my little body any way he wants. Today, Daddy made me strip naked for him, he told me he loves eating his little girl and that I was making him so hungry! Once I was strip naked, Daddy laid me down on the dining room table and spread my legs open wide.

Daddy licked my wet cunnie and then started smacking my clit and lips with his hands. The he whipped my wet pussy with yard stick until I was swollen, puffy and bright pink and red! Daddy whipped and whipped until I was bleeding and dripping wet! He then fucked me so hard while pulling and biting down on my nipples. He gripped my nipples so hard and pulled me up right off the table!

Daddy stretched my arms and legs out wide on the table and nailed my hands and feet down to table while I screamed and moaned! He then violently shoved his cock into my rosebud ass and started to fist my pussy, squeezing his own cock while he fucks my asshole. He slid his cock out of my pulsing prolapsed rosebud, then started fingering my cervix trying to stretch it open. Then Daddy started fisting my cervix!

I began feeling my my uterus pulling and burning with pain. Daddy slowly started ripping out my uterus and ovaries! I moaned and screamed! Daddy then popped one of my own soft ovaries in my mouth and made me bite down and swallow it then daddy munched on the other. He was delightfully chewing and told me that his little girl tasted so yummy!

Bloody Phone Sex Sacrifice

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex makes my cunt wet. Red is my favorite color. Blood is my favorite taste. I practice witchcraft. I come from a long line of deviant witches. I am no Charmed witch, however. I am more the burned at the stake kind of witch. I have a ritual every full moon. I kidnap a young teen slut. The cock teasing thinks her shit don’t think kind of hot teen slut.  The kind of young slut you would die to fuck. Melissa was my latest victim of my blood ritual. I spotted her at the mall being a mean girl. Cock teasing dirty old men, shop lifting from stores, acting like a total bitch. The world will be better without her. I lured her away from her bitch pack with the promise of a role in a horror film. I have a kill shack off the beaten path for my sacrifices. In the basement is where I hone my craft and sacrifice girls to my Pagan Gods. I bathed her, so she would smell fresh and clean, not like some teen whore mall rat. She hung above me naked. I drank some wine, masturbated and had some blasphemy sex with Satan while I taunted her. My long blade next to me teased her flesh. I could smell her fear; I could hear her cries. She knew this was no movie role. She knew she was going to die. I assured her that since she was a blood sacrifice for Satan and his Pagan gods, she would be reborn in hell for eternity. After my ritual chants were complete, I sunk into the tub beneath her, reached my long blade out and sliced her clear down the middle of her young body. I gutted her like a pig. Her blood and entrails fell over me like a tidal wave. I came masturbating in her blood while watching the life go out of her. Hail Satan. Thank you for the gift of this once vibrant hot teen slut.

Snuff Porn for Cash

snuff pornSnuff porn until Christmas. That is my fate. I need money for gifts and coke. My husband gave me money to Christmas shop, but I put it up my nose. Now, I have no more blow and no money to buy gifts or coke. A friend told me about auditions at this new underground seedy club. It is a place where men pay lots of money to do whatever they want to women. Torture, force fuck, bondage, toilet play… all the things most women won’t do. She needed money too, so my friend and I went together. The women waiting to get in were junkies and bimbos. Most of them looked rode hard put away wet. I am a coke whore, but I look classy, well at least compared to a strung-out heroin whore in need of a fix. There was a man deciding on who got in. The pay was $500 cash. When the guy got to us, he gave us a wad of cash and ushered us in. I guess we had the look he wanted. Once we were inside, we were on an auction block. Men bid on us. I went for $10,000. Suddenly, my little $500 felt like pocket change.  I could hear screams, smell blood and I heard what sounded like a chainsaw. This was like something straight out of a Hostel movie. I was either not going to live, or wish I was dead afterwards. The man who bought me, never spoke to me. I guess he didn’t want to personalize me. I had to think quick because I saw the hammer, big knives and other torture sex devices. I was not going to live. He started stabbing me. Swallow but painful jabs because he was unsure he wanted to kill me. He paid to snuff me, but in a moment of hesitation, I got away. I ran through a maze of dead women. I grabbed my friend and got the hell out. We were both bloody and bruised. It was a near death experience. Somehow, I think if you paid to torture me, you wouldn’t hesitate.

Great Sadist!!

Torture sex I was at the club and bored as all fucking hell into this hot looking man walked up to me and sat down. He said he had been watching me for a while now and he has heard all the nasty kinky stories about me being a pain fucking slut. He continued to tell me what type of sadist he is and he thinks that us two could have a great fucking time together. So I followed that fucker back to his house like a horny dog in heat. I thought I would have a moment before we got started but to my delight, he punched me right in the face before I was all the way thru his door.

Christmas Castration Phone Sex Season

castration phone sexCastration phone sex Christmas has begun. The weekend after Thanksgiving, I begin my once a day Castration ritual. It is my way of giving back to society. My special brand of charity helps prevent fucktards from reproducing and in the Me Too era, it empowers women because I am castrating sexual predators too. Don’t know how to use your testicles? Well, then you should not have them. I traveled to another city over the weekend to stalk Damien. Seems he has been living up to his name. He is a privileged college boy who likes to drug coeds then assault them. My guess is his daddy’s money and high-powered lawyer has kept him out of prison even though there have been 12 complaints about the bastard. I decided he needed a charity castration. Neither the law nor the school is going to protect the coeds, so I took matters into my own hands.

I dressed less threatening to lure him. We met at a bar, he spiked my drink when he thought I was not looking, but I am smarter than him and I switched our drinks. He was shocked to wake up tied up naked to my hotel bed. I listed his offenses, gave him a chance to rebut but the little prick was unrepentant.  If he had a least shown some remorse or made up a fake apology, I would have used a castration band and a clean blade. He was a piece of shit, so he was treated worse than cattle. I didn’t even let him do a shot of whiskey. I just used the jagged, rusty blade to chop off his balls. He bled like a stuck pig and cried like a little bitch. I just smiled as I looked at him bleeding out. “Apologize now prick and I will cauterize the wound,” I seethed. Now, I got a fake ass apology, but it saved his life. I took the bottom of a hot pan and sealed the wound. He won’t force his cock inside anyone ever again. Fuck, he won’t have a hard-on ever again. Damien gave me my first set of holiday balls.

Violent Phone Sex Fantasies

violent phone sexViolent phone sex fantasies consume me. They always have. I need hardcore snuff and torture porn to get off. I can’t watch vanilla shit. It does nothing for me. I was watching this gory horror film with a guy friend of mine last night and I think I shocked him when I started playing with my cunt. This girl was getting butchered and dismembered and I had my fingers up my cunt like a deviant pervert. This guy friend is a fuck buddy. He is not one of my masters. He likes me and has no desire to hurt me which is why he is just a fuck buddy. I use him for his cock and his fingers. He can finger my ass and pussy at the same time, giving me a hard orgasm. I had him do his magic while I rubbed my clit. He doesn’t like snuff movies as much as me, but he likes me, and he will do anything for me. I got nasty. I cut myself, so my blood dripped on his chest and cock. He had no idea I was such a nasty freak. When he saw my blood, his dick got rock hard. I think he even shocked himself. We used my dripping blood as lube as we fucked our brains out. He didn’t dismember or butcher me, but he fucked me like he wanted to and that is a start.

Snuff Humiliation

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I haven’t been doing well in school. My grades are bad, and I’ve been getting a lot of detention. My daddy spanks me every time he gets a phone call from the school but apparently, I needed to, “be taught a real lesson.” When my principle called about catching me fucking a boy after school in the stairwell, Daddy became furious. He dragged me down to the basement by my hair. My scalp and body was on fire from being dragged on the stares and cold concrete.

He then ordered me to strip naked. He set up a camera, told me he was going to bring some people who can teach me a lesson and left me in the cold dark basement. I stood for hours shivering. When the door opened, my daddy and a few strange men walked in. They had tools and chains with them. “Clearly you’re not good enough for school. The only thing you’re good for now is to be our little fuck toy,” one mad said.

Big wet tears dripped down my face. They had me stand front and center for the camera. Daddy said they ran a live stream so that everyone would know how much of a skank I was. Daddy took out a long leather whip and began lashing me as hard as he could. I screeched in pain. My skin went from red to split open with every lash. Snot dripped down my face as I begged for him to stop. But him and his friends just laughed.

Daddy and all of his friends cut and whipped at my skin until I was various shades of black, purple and red. Then he ordered the men to live out their twisted rape fantasies me until my cunnie and rosebud bled. They did this for days. Every day I was forced to fuck strangers until I couldn’t move. My dad always kept the camera rolling for his viewers. More and more they want to see more horrific things. What do you think they’ll do next?

Snuff Porn Thanksgiving Meal

snuff pornI was in an evil snuff porn mood yesterday. It was Thanksgiving and I was hungry. A special kind of hunger. Holidays deserve special meals. I went hunting for the perfect white meat when I saw him. He was portly and unattractive. But I wasn’t going to fuck him. I was just going to eat him. When it comes to a good meal, you want extra meat on those bones. I prefer man meat for a few reasons. One, they rarely dye their hair or use super sweet smelling shit on their bodies. They have some muscle on them, which is leaner meat and therefore healthier.  So, when I saw him, I licked my lips. I had found my perfect meal for Thanksgiving. He seemed happy a woman was even talking to him. I think he understood he was going to serve me better dead than alive. He went willingly with me to my house. He also never fought me when I shaved his body. I think he knew his calling was to be my supper. I let him soak in a hot tub of butter and seasonings. His flesh was tender enough to eat then, but I am not a rare meat kind of girl. I put him in the oven.  He was so pathetic he never even fought being cooked alive. He smelled good as he cooked too. I used just the right seasonings. I think he had cannibalism phone sex fantasies and just gave in to me because he knew he was of better use to me dead than alive. I had a great meal. He turned out perfectly cooked and seasoned. I guess I would have liked a little bit of a struggle just for the thrill. The best things in life don’t come easy. Perhaps, you will put up more of a fight than my Thanksgiving meal did?