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An Introduction To Torture Sex

Torture sexIt takes a certain mind set to be aroused by Torture Sex.  There are so many lovely, erotic, brutal things which fall within this type of “Fetish”.  Dependent upon the level of pain your partner can take, and their definition of torture you can open up a whole new world for them.  Imagine if you will the following:

You have had her tied up for hours when the norm calls for twenty minutes max as not to cause nerve damage.  You have found a way around this BDSM golden rule by changing her position a few times without saying a single word to her while yanking her into position.  At last you come into the room and her body is trembling.  All the muscles are constantly spasming which causes her great discomfort, but you do not want discomfort, you want to have your Torture fun.  You walk toward her as you are angry and brandish the dagger.

She tells you to stop fucking around, you haul off and back hand her.  She starts to swear at you. Your reply to her vulgar words is to lay the length of the cold steel of the blade against her lips until she shuts up.  You put the knife down and she starts to cry.  You smile to yourself as you get the fucking machine ready.  She sobs and as you grab the knife she starts to scream, you slice through her binds, grab her hair and pull her across the floor until she is in the position with her asshole exposed to the tip of the enormous dildo on the end of the machine.

You squat down and raise a finger to your lips as you reach over her to turn it on.  Her mouth flies open while she tries to move forward from the violent penetration of her virgin ass.  You hold her face in your hands so that you can watch every single tear roll down her cheek.  You put a posture collar round her soft neck, thread rope through the D ring and tether her in place. 

You go out of the room for a moment to get the bull whip that you have been practicing with for the past month without her knowledge.  You say in a firm voice, “Tell me what you are!”  She says nothing.  You crack the whip against the curvature of her ass, the welt appears immediately.  You repeat your demand.  She whimpers.  You send another searing crack of the bull whip against her tender flesh.  This goes on until she answers you but you do not stop assaulting her tender flesh with your weapon.

With your cock hard as a rock you quickly turn off the fucking machine, getting behind her you shove your cock into her wet pussy.  You unbuckle the the posture collar so that you can place your strong fingers around her neck.  As you choke her harder and harder you both cum. 

Doesn’t all that sound lovely?  I know it does.  Now it is just a matter of dating the right woman who would allow you do this, or better yet, just pick someone at random.  That way it will not matter if they will allow it or not, after all it is all about your pleasure, not theirs.

Deadly Online Seduction

I was goofing around on the internet and started chatting with this guy. I was drinking a little too much and feeling pretty frisky, so I started teasing the fuck out of him. I sent him a couple naked photos of me and he sent some back. He had a huge cock and told me he liked it “rough”. I figured I could say anything from behind my keyboard, so I told him I liked it even more rough. We chatted back and forth online for a couple hours.

My buzz got stronger and I got braver so when he asked me to skype with him, I said okay. I took off my panties and gave him a teasing dirty show of my pussy I was sure he would never forget. I was laughing because I knew I had this guy so fucking worked up and there wasn’t a damn thing he could do about it. Little did I know, I had given him enough info to figure out my IP address… and therefore my address. I finally told him I was going to sleep and signed off, thinking nothing off it. I was sure the guy would be whacking off all night after the teasing he endured.

An hour later, there was a knock on my door, and before I could even get to it, it flung open. It was the guy from the computer! I couldn’t believe my eyes. I couldn’t even speak, and I realized he was carrying rope and a knife. My blood ran cold, and he attacked me without hesitation. He had me tied up, legs spread, in some crazy position, telling me that he didn’t like when pretty girls tease him. I tried to apologize, but he wasn’t listening. 

He told me he was going to show me what “rough” really means, and as he fucked me, he pulled the knife out and began to stick me with it. I started screaming and even though my pussy was wet and hot from his hard pumping cock, I was terrfied. I was bleeding from several stab wounds on my chest and stomach, and right before he came, he put the knife against my throat. My last attempt at a scream was cut short by the blade, as it tore through my voicebox….

Online Dating Can Be Murder…..

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I am a bored housewife. Have a husband who is never home, brats that are only around when they want something like money, drugs or pussy. So, I created a profile on one of those adult hook up sites. Sometimes I just need a good fuck. I went to a hotel to meet this college stud to find out I had been duped. He was there all right, but so were three of his friends. When I tried to act like I had the wrong room, one of them grabbed my hair and dragged me into the room. He tied me up and they all started fucking me. Choking me as they shoved their cocks in my ass and pussy. Slapping me, punching me, strangling me, even cutting me. I was a bloody, black and blue mess.

I looked over to my left, tears in my eyes, but I could see the camera. The sick bastards were filming themselves assaulting me. Then their true objective came to light. I had been lured to my death. They were going to fuck me, then kill me, then fuck me some more as they made a snuff film. They said I should feel honored because they were going to make me famous like William Allen Grone did with his victims. He was a supposed serial killer who filmed his murders and had sex with dead bodies. He has been idolized as the first maker of snuff films, but some question his existence. It didn’t matter, if these fucks thought he was real, that was bad news for me. They added that I was a stupid cunt who deserved to die. What stupid bitch meets a stranger in a hotel room to fuck in this day and age? Those words would stay with me until I took my last breath.

necrophilia phone sex bondage milfI thought maybe this was all a hoax, engineered by my sadistic son. I mean, you see this shit in horror films, but who really lures unsuspecting women off the Internet to slaughter them, while filming it?  But when the knife plunged in to my belly, I realized I was not the victim of a hoax, but the victim of sadistic bastards out for a buck and their 15 minutes of fame.

snuff phone sex rape fantasiesI felt the warm blood oozing out of my stomach. I felt myself getting weak, tired, cold. I could hear them laughing, telling me to smile for the camera. I could feel them cumming on me as I lay their dying. Then everything went dark. Maybe I will have the respect of men in the afterlife, that I never did in life.

I am a stupid cunt whore. Despite my desire to live, I know I am a worthless fuck pig who deserves to be killed. What would like to do to me before you snuff me out? Would you fuck my dead corpse?

Chatroom Rendezvous

 

I sat on my ass in front of my computer for months with him behind me.  All we did was scour chatroom after chatroom for the perfect one.  I swear to God if I ever see OMG, or TTYL ever again I’m going to puke then kill the person who texted it to me.  He thought it was funny how the conversations would go.  I had to learn all about K-Pop, Izzy Azalea, Taylor Swift and other mind numbingly boring singers.  Not to mention the millions of times I had to deal with receiving those stupid yellow emoticons.  If it weren’t for the big pay off I would of told him to do it himself because I was just not liking this at all.

FINALLY she showed up one day and told me she liked my hat.  Of all the stupid things, but there she was.  We chatted for hours, all about her stupid friends, her stupid school, and last but not least her stupid parents.  Then it happened.  She told me she loved me and wanted to run away with me.  He jumped up from his chair and said, “Thank you Goddess!”  You see I was always in the chatrooms as a boy.  Not a full grown woman, that would of never of worked.  

We made plans to meet and she sent me snapchats of her on the bus, of her in the cab, of her arriving at the place we were to meet.  She was a little scared but I told her that the reason for us meeting at a place like this is because her parents would never think to look here.  She thought that was “Brill”.  I put the phone down and smashed it with my boot.  

He and a few friends of his were a little way up the alley, I was standing in a doorway with my gun drawn.  She rounded the corner and I was on her.  She cried, she begged, she pleaded, she screamed as one of his friends punched her hard in the face while another started to take his pants off.  I watched them Gangbang all her holes, it was violent, it was nasty, it was brutal and it was fucking sensational!  I played with myself almost the whole entire time.  

At the end she was unrecognizable, muttering, trying to crawl away.  I picked up my gun, held it to the back of her head and fired off a shot.  Hunting is fun, and so was watching the carnal rage that I had the pleasure of witnessing.

Bloody Family Feast

Its that time of the month for me, well, any minute anyway. I can feel the cramps and my little tits are sore as hell. You and the rest of the “family” are gathered around just waiting for a taste of me. I’m naked and tied and you hungrily check between my legs every half hour checking for the blood. The other slave whores are so hungry, they will eat anything. And the clots of blood that leak from me each month are like filet mignon to them.

You abuse my pussy and uterus all month long, creating excessive bleeding and huge chunks of flesh that flush out with my period. You collect them on plates and feed the other girls. I think our cycles are beginning to sync because we all live together in the dungeon, and I know there are other slaves ready to flow as well. You keepy checking, scraping your nails hard up inside my pussy walls. The slave sluts drooling for a meal of coppery protein.

A cramp hits me hard and I feel like my insides are coming out. I cry out, and instead of anyone giving a shit that I am in pain, you all gather around waiting for that first drop. You take the metal spoon and shove it up inside. As you draw it out, there are traces of blood onthe sides. Even I am hungry now, and I hope this family feast will satisy my tummy until the next slave whore starts to bleed.

You shove your cock inside as they all watch, and finally the real flow begins. Your cock is covered with blood and small clots and the whores lick it off and clean it up while you plate my flow for everyone. I bleed until I am dizzy, and you feed me my own uterine lining, telling me what a good little pathetic whore I am. I eat it happily, and lay back as you all take turns with your faces in my bleeding cunt. It feels so good to be able to share everything I have with you….

Lucky Bitch

The new slave had been here a week and you hadn’t touched her. She hadn’t eaten, and just lay tied up and crying all the time. She tried to speak to all of us, but we knew better than to say a word. If you heard any of us speak, we would lose our tongues. I was laying near her on the dirt floor and I saw her look down at my chest. My nipples had long since been gone, you had cut them off and made me chew them up and swallow them. I could see the horror on her face as I am sure she laid there wondering what had happened to them.

Then you came down to the dungean, and I recognized the knife. She was about to find out all too well exactly why none of your cum sluts have nipples. I watched her screaming as you dragged her to the middle of the room so we could all watch. I began rubbing my clit in anticipation of her initiation. Finally some pain to be dealt down. You cock was rock hard and I remembered the day you had removed my nipples and came right in the holes. Now it was this worthless bitch’s turn.

I watched as you took the tip of the knife and stuck it straight up under her nipple, and her screams began to turn into the kind you like – sheer pain. Some of the other slaves were rubbing themselves too as they watched. We are pathetic and worthless anyway, and this is all the pleasure we are allowed, so why not? She didn’t know how lucky she was, and how her body soon wouldn’t be able to live without the pain.

She would know how I feel every time you come to the dungeon. Hoping you pick me. Hoping you draw blood from some part of my wasting body. The knife cuts her nipple off and the blood squirts. I cum all over my fingers as I watch you shove it in her mouth. She still has fight in her and tries to resist. Little does she knowthat just makes you harder. I want to just crawl over and beg for your cum, but I am too afraid and I know she will get it today. Right inside those fresh holes you make in her chest. The lucky bitch.

The Nail In The Coffin

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As my master it is his duty to test me and push my limits. Find out what my weaknesses are and to not only abuse them, but use them to his advantage. And on one fateful night of torturing, as a punishment master told me I was going to be confined to a coffin. Closed and just in there for how ever long he chooses. I freaked out so bad. I couldn’t breathe. I begged master over and over again to please let me out. I think I did end up passing out from my anxiety. When he opened that ‘lid’ I went to jump out and he pushed me back down. He said he realizes his pet is afraid of this and he intends on taking full advantage of it. He ripped my clothes off and jumped on top of me. He pulled out his cock and shoved it down my throat. Making me suck his big fat fuckrod. All I could feel was him ramming it down my throat. Feeling a little bit of his oozy cream running down my throat, barely giving me a chance to catch my breath before he was shoving it back down my throat! When he started ramming faster and harder I knew he was getting ready to cum down my throat. He shot load after load of his oozy salty and sweet cream down my throat. He climbed out and pulled me up and told me, now every time I start freaking out in spaces like that, just think of all the dirty things he can do to me in them.

 

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Paralyzed Snuff Phone Sex Slave

I woke up on the table, naked and cold with something around my neck… a collar?  My head was clearing form the chloroform you used to get me here and I felt weak all over. The last thing I remembered was walking from the store towards my car and then you grabbing me from behind. I knew you had already fucked me while I was out, my pussy was on fire and it was so wet between my legs it felt like I had pissed myself. My tits were aching and burning like they had been whipped.

I looked up and there you were above my head. I tried to scream but realized I couldn’t move. You had given me something to paralyze my body. My heart began racing and I kept willing my brain to move my arms, legs, anything, but nothing was happening. I was trapped inside my lifeless body but able to see and hear and feel pain. It felt like a nightmare, but I knew it wasn;t. I could smell your lust sweat on me and the pain all over my body told me I was verymuch awake.

You pulled me by my hair to the edge of the table towards you. My head was dangling at the edge, right under your hard cock. You were upsidedown to me, but staring right into my eyes. Your stare made me even colder, as you pulled my mouth open with your hands and tilted my head back. You took your hard cock and rammed  it into my mouth so hard that it went directly down my throat. I choked but you showed no mercy. You kept fucking my throat as I lay there unable to fight.

Then you reached over me and grabbed my nipples. You pulled them towards the ceiling with all your strength. The pain shot through my body and I knew you wouldn’t stop pulling until you pulled them right off. I vomited all over your cock and you still keep fucking my face as I choked on it. My nipples finally started to give away, and one popped off. I could feel my blood – warm as it rolled down the cold outside of my skin. Then the other one opped offand my nippleless breasts bounced back to my chest.

I could smell the fresh blood, even though I couldn’t see it like you could. The sight made you fuck my mouth, filled with my vomit, even harder until you came. Your hot cum squirted down my throat and I swear I could feel it so deep that it seeped out of the holes where my nipples used to be. The cum mixed with my blood, drained from my chest as you removed your cock from my mouth. I was still choking as you put the chloroform back over my face. You softly said, “Until next time, my Snuff phone sex whore.”

International Slut Hunt

I knew when I saw the camo you bought for me that the hunt was on. What I didn’t know is that this year the game had been ramped up. As you loaded up us cum whores in your truck, you handed us each a passport. Wtf? One of the older girls told me that this year was going to be an international hunt – men from all over the world would be meeting across the border to hunt us. I couldn’t figure out how it would be possible – you would never get through the border with a truck full of naked and half naked cum slaves like us… not even with passports.

But the girl who told me obviously had been thru it before so I figured you had a plan. Sure enough when we pulled up to border patrol, your truck was pulled over. I could barely see out the one dirty window in the back, but I saw a wad of money exchange hands and then the back doors swung open exposing all us girls. There was a border agent and he pointed at a couple of the other girls and you grabbed them abd dragged them out. Of course – I should have known – you traded them to get us through the border.

You left them there and I watched out the window as we pulled away and the border agent brutally fucked the girls. You had it all figured out. We finally stopped hours later and got out in a large open field. There was a dead woman impaled on a pole. She must have been the prize from the last hunt. There were men everywhere. Some with guns, soome with bow and arrows, and some didn’t even look armed. We all got dragged out of the truck. I remember thinking how happy I was to be wearing anything at all – especially camo. My desperate mind told me it might help me survive this hunt.

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We ran, as we always did, and then heard one gunshot in the distance. That meant the hunt was on. I didn’t want to end up like that woman on that stake so I ran my ass off through the jungle. I found a deep brush area and decided to hide. I didn’t see anyone for hours, and then I saw you.  Your gun was drawn, and you looked right at me. My heart froze. Then for whatever reason you turned away, and went the other direction. Why did you spare my life? I know you saw me. I laid down in the brush and began rubbing my pussy. The thrill of you seeing me, and expecting your bullets to be fired was just too much. I came all down my legs and then fell asleep in the bushes…

Home Invasion Phone Sex with Dusty

“Serial Killers Turn Me The Fuck ON! There I fucking sad it, are you happy now?” that was one of the final things said by me as I left home. You see I had a online relationship going with this complete psycho from a Serial Killer Newsgroup. Well I was always seeking darker and more deranged and it started young.

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Well I met up with him one afternoon and let him drive me home. I just sort of felt he was lame and kinda brushed him off. One night I heard a loud noise outside, and got up to look. My younger brother and mother were asleep. I didn’t notice anything unusual and figured it was just a stray or raccoon.

Heading back to bed something didn’t feel right so I turned some lights on and the television and grabbed some juice. As I walked back into the living room I saw a shadow in the hallway. I crept back to the kitchen but was grabbed from behind a leather hand on my mouth and a knife held to my neck. God, I was getting mother fucking wet.

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I hear my mother scream and some thumping around back in the bedroom. My brother is whimpering and keeps saying please. I hear another man’s voice, it sounds familiar as he is throwing out commands. His buddy was laughing as he ran the knife blade across my skin. I could feel his dick hard against me. He walks me down the hall to my mother’s room and I see my brother and her are naked and bound.

It just crosses my mind – oh fuck – this is all too familiar. While talking and joking with the psycho I half heartedly played out an Home Invasion Phone Sex scene I would love to put a good scare in the bitch called my mom. I was stripped right there as I watched my mother and bro get anally violated by the other guy. My psycho acquaintance took his knife to me slightly grazing the skin as he started pushing his cock inside me.

As he fucks me he whispers how we are going to fuck his accomplice and how he has a nice big strap-on for me to use. We are going to fuck him, beat him, and stab him to death and then fuck his corpse. While we snuff him we will be recording it.

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I think I came so fucking hard just listening to what we would do.