Medical fetish phone sex calls are not what I get a lot. And I am grateful for that because every time a guy says he has a medical fetish I get a pit in my stomach. It is always some sort of wicked torture beyond any threshold a pain slut could have. This call was no different. Honestly, I should have hung up or said I had an appointment. The first thing he asked me was if I had Ben Gay. That was followed by if I had Q-tips. Most women over 30 have both. That pit in my stomach grew bigger because I had a good guess about what he wanted me to do. I sat down on my bed and spread my legs, then my cunt. I grabbed a leather belt to bite down on because I knew it was going to hurt like a bitch. I also knew where I was putting it. He had no interest in putting that Q-tip in my pussy. We both knew that hole was a canyon compared to my urethra. He called it the 4th wonder on a woman’s body after the pussy, the ass and the mouth. I have had sounding devices in my pee hole before, and I piss glass and blood for days after it hurts so much. I bit down on that leather strap and braced myself for pain. I much prefer snuff porn roleplays to torturing my own body. My eyes were welling up in anticipation. I did the best I could. I tried to jab the cotton tip down my pee hole. It was hard to talk, bite and shove at once, but I did it. And it hurt. It burned something awful, and it hurt like nothing else. Blood came back up on the Q-tip. My caller just laughed and told me thanks for playing before he nutted and hung up. I am still burning when I pee, but as long as u are happy, I am happy.
Category: Sadistic phone sex
Medical Fetish Phone Sex
Violent Vixen
My crazy, fucked up life has turned me into some sort of cruelty craving creep who needs things like violent phone sex and tortuting some helpless, kidnapped cunt to get off. I’m an obvious product of my environment, years of being endlessly raped and abused at the hands of those who are supposed to protect you will kill you. Sometimes though, a brutalized body hasn’t caught up with the soul quite yet leaving an empty shell of a person, completely dead inside roaming the earth looking for a purpose, for satisfaction, for love.
I’ve found my calling. My purpose is pain, sadism is my satisfaction and, as for love, well lacing and lashing an unlucky victim is the closest thing to love I’ll ever know. Guys, girls, everyone is a target for my learned hatred. All the disgusting pigs clomping around with a spark for life in their eye and an obvious lack of circular cigarette burns and razor thin scars on their limbs need to be shown that there really isn’t anything worth living for. I’m the monster who needs to show them.
Whether I participate or orchestrate in the depravity is simply up to how I’m feeling in the moment, but one thing is surely for certain… If Willow wants you, Willow gets you and I won’t be happy until the light of your soul shining in your eyes has faded completely. Your husk might survive, but your spirit will be broken for good. Just like me.
Sadistic Phone Sex Temptress
Let me just say that there are some wild fuckers out there. There seems to be a lot of sadistic phone sex calls coming in lately and I am absolutely loving it! Sometimes they’re from guys who want me to be the sadistic one, but most of the time, it’s guys who want to really put me through my paces. I, of course, love any kind of BDSM, torture, and pain, so what we talk about when you call me is entirely up to you. I trust that you are going to come up with something that is fucking epic.
I have had all kinds of twisted calls, but knife play calls are probably my favorite. I just love feeling that cold steel against my naked flesh while my lover tells me what he’s going to do to me. That’s more exciting to me than when he actually does start cutting. But don’t get me wrong – feeling that knife slice through me is such a glorious release and it makes me have a screaming orgasm every single time. Do you want to talk about knives or something else sadistic?
Castration Phone Sex for Darwin Award Winners
Castration phone sex is popular with me. I do a lot of castration calls weekly, but every now and then I meet a candidate for the Darwin Awards. Chuck was this week’s winner in my opinion. I met him months ago. He hired me to castrate him, then backed out at the last minute. It happens more often than I like. It is the reason I take a half payment up front. It is nonrefundable. I will not just let a small dick loser back out of an agreement without getting something out of it for my time. Chuck has been calling for months trying to get me to castrate him again, but I do not give losers a second chance to screw me over. My time is precious and there is a lot of preparation that goes into getting ready for a castration phone sex call.
Two nights ago, this Darwin candidate showed up bleeding at my front door. I was not sure how he knew where I lived. I never give out that information. He must have stalked me. I let him in my house, but he was not going to leave. The fucking idiot tried to castrate himself and ending up taking everything. He took his cock. He wanted to pay me to attach his dick back on. He was not Lorena Bobbitt’s husband, and I was not a nurse. I was not going to attach his Frankenpenis. This stupid mother fucker deserved to die. He was too stupid to live. He managed to cauterize his wound. I could let infection set in and turn his body septic, or I could kill him because he was too stupid to live. I mean he really mutilated his junk. I was surprised he was still walking and talking.
I was a bit disappointed that I could not remove his dick, but he did save me his worthless balls. I do love castration phone sex. I have a lot of sharp knives and even an old death row electrocution chair I converted into a castration chair. No one does more dick removal than me. Since Mr. Darwin Award did most of it for me, I was left with killing him. In his weakened state, he was no match for me. I was able to tie him up and carve up his body. I removed his nipples first. I cut his tongue out too.I saved the balls for last. Well not completely last because I stabbed his asshole with the knife I would have used to cut off his junk. The loser came to a castration queen to save his life. He definitely deserves the Darwin Award because Chuck is the stupidest man alive. Well, he was the stupidest man alive.
Torture Cunt Slut
Grabbing and snagging little girls is a naughty, naughty thing to do baby. You like using and abusing us don’t you? That’s why you grabbed me from the streets and shoved me into your trunk. You’ve taken my teen body away and hidden me in your sex chamber of torture tools. You start by making me pierce my own tits. Then next is my clit by my own hands. The screams made by my throat at my own piercing make you jerk off your dirty cock even harder. Then you take multiple smaller needles to my cunt and tits like acupuncture but deeper. Way too deep. What are your scary plans on using this slutty all up? What dirty things are forced upon me?
Babysitter Phone Sex Donor Day Operations
On this very fine National Donor Day, it’s time for babysitter phone sex since we’ve had such generous donations this year. The problem is, the meat is fresh and still kicking so I’m going to need some help dismembering these young ones. Oh yes, you heard me right. We’re harvesting from live brats this year as a mass movement in the factory! We’ve hired help straight from the prison yards and even death row. Only the most fucked up freaks can work for us. We’ve got the tools needed to collect the organs and body parts. Don’t worry about killing them first! Here, let me show you how it’s done.
I walked over and snatched a little girl from the floor. She had thick glasses and could have been my little sister in another like.”Pay attention. Grab the piggy by the arm.” I said as I hoisted the little girl up. My fingers dug into the soft flesh of her arm and she whined out. She didn’t seem to speak any English which made what I was about to do so much easier. Asking for a babysitting phone sex whore is how I ended up with a basement full of babes to butcher.
She started kicking, so I grabbed her by her hair and smashed her head off of the wall. She said something that sounded like “Please, hungry, hurting” and that only turned me on so much fucking more! These little bitches are just toys, but I figured I should get my little charge something to eat with. I grabbed a pair of chopsticks and rammed them up her nose. She was screaming as I forced her head down to the floor – causing those wooden sticks to go up and impale her in the brain. I’d retell this story during intense babysitter phone sex, but every time I relive it I get so horny!
She was still twitching as I rolled her over and gutted her open. I wanted to see what pretty colors her insides were, and I knew I could. She split open easier than an Easter ham, and blood gushed up to meet me! I sorted through her organs, cutting the last beat of her heart from her chest. The little whore didn’t speak or move again but she did follow me with those lobotomized eyes the entire time I was sorting and sifting through her sweet meats, pulling the bad from the good. Overall, this little bitch was going to make us several thousand dollars. Such a nice donation.
You Gotta Have Faith
I was feeling a little sad and lonely the other day so I decided to cheer myself up with some twisted 2 girl action. I found the prettiest little innocent natural blonde at the coffee shop and decided she was the one I wanted to abuse to make myself feel better. I could tell that taking advantage of her naive nature would be the easiest thing in the world. I wasn’t wrong. How fucking fitting was it that her name was “Faith?”
After I easily won the simple sap over and could tell I had her properly seduced, I convinced her to come back to my place for some hot threeway fun with me and my boyfriend (Ha!). We got into my van and I drove us back to my happy house of horrors as she kept yammering on in nervous excitement about how she’s some sort of beauty queen and never does things like this. I stroked her thigh and rubbed her bald snatch to keep up my seduction as I listened.
She knew something was off the moment we pulled up to my happy house of horrors, but I reassured her that it was just an old place and, of course, she believed me. Once we were inside though, she knew shit was not on the level but by then it was too late. I knew as soon as she crossed the threshold that I had her for as long as I, and the house, wanted her.
I’ve had her locked in my basement for six days now to use however I want. That’s six days of whips and chains, violent gangbangs and steamy hot piss streams on torn flesh for the darling dumb bitch, resulting in hours upon hours of her agonizing screams. Of course she’s been really popular amongst all of the devils and demons who stop by my place looking for some fucked up fun. They love the way she whimpers and wails.
I’ve put that privileged priss through almost a week of living hell purely for my sick, pussy pleasing entertainment. Now that she’s starting to enjoy it, I think I’ll let her live. She’s kinda fun.
Fearless, Perverse and Vicious Accomplice
A vicious and fearless Vixen. I find myself slinking around back alleys and searching out some crack and nasty prey. I don’t give a fuck how *Unsafe* the streets are in this side of town. I love the Underground club with a basement dungeon and some hard ass noise going on upstairs. My goal was to find a crack whores crotch dropping that I could destroy. I needed a fucking voodoo dolly to poke at and burn.
I have this new set of instruments and really needed to try them out. The back alleys in this seedy side of town is always giving up some sweet little dumpster meat. I have a desire to practice a little dentistry on some worthless victim in the dungeon later, but right now I need to slice and stab something small and plump. I like to decorate the little voodoo dolly with some Satanic rites symbols and smear that virginal blood all over my cunt and tits. The final touches to get me roweled up will be luring a pervert in the alley and watch his p-cock destroy the fuck meat.
Once I get my nightly sacrificial rite done I can go to the club with a great high and feel motivated to deal with pathetic men or as I like to call them prey. My prey will be a special kind and I will first enjoy his cock. I will fucking ride him as I start to claw at his chest. I will carve him up with a broken beer bottle. His blood will be my paint so I can create my art. I will paint my circle of protection and slowly cut out his vital organs. Once I have achieved my orgasm I will cut off his phallus and offer it to Satan too.
Now about the dental bit. When I find a victim I want to keep I will remove a tooth and slap my ownership branding on his white ass.
Date Turned To A Nightmare
As a druggy cum slut of a bimbo date nights never go well. This date was set up for me by my dealer whom I owed. I thought I was just going to entertain some rich guy for him. Never thought I’d end up in a torture phone sex situation. Stupid me to think it would be an easy way around what I owed him.
Yeah I knew he was a Puerto Rican drug lord and all, but fuck the dude has class. How bad would it be, I mean he is a religious man and just deals in some seedy shit. Life takes weird turns right? Well fuck of a lot did I know. This was a set-up for my demise. Yeah, I know I should be used to it right? After all I am constantly being ruined, tortured and left for dead. Fuck knows it’s the only way I feel alive.
This guy was damned near 7 feet tall and a fucking beast. He was extremely intimidating and I was weak in the knees just imaging what his cock would be like. I seriously got wet imagining him taking me and taking me hard. This guy must really destroy girls with his fucking. I honestly could not think straight and was just all over him, wanting him. The wetness between my legs could be smelled by an animal like him.
It seems he did smell me and it made something really click. His beastliness came out. He took me to a seedy hotel that was abandoned. I was eager to fucking please him but he wanted none of that. He back handed me so hard when I tried to go for his cock. Knocking me down. He grabbed me by my ankles and dragged me across the floor to the bathroom. I was still unable to keep my hands from my cunt and he just laughed at me.
He called me a perra tonta and laughed some more. I was taped with duct tape and he started to cut me up before getting a call and rushed out. I was bleeding out and could barely get loose of the tape. I woke up in the ER hours later.
BBC Gangbang rape porn snuff
You’re a filthy fucking man and I’m going to make you into a BBC whore! Noy just you, but your wife and your daughters too my pretty! This is going to be the best BBC gangbang rape porn that I’ve ever fucking did. It’s all your fault you’re pathetic fucking man who needs to be turned into a sissy cock sucking BBC whore. And it’s not enough that just you get your ass fucking prolapse and ripped open and bleeding. Your wife needs to be beside you watching and having the same thing happen to her as this snuff tramp has multiple black men pull the biggest fucking train you’ve ever seen. And I hope you both scream loud enough that your little sweet daughter will come down and see you all locked up in Chastity with your wife moaning and gagging around multiple big black cocks. I hope your daughter screams in terror as I fucking grab her by the throat and throw her down and add her to the pile at BBC cum. Ass rape porn 2.0 family style. And this is going to keep going for a days on end! I want it to end with you getting fucked to death. These big Black cocks are going to fuck you your wife and your little sweet daughter to death and I’m going to film it all and sell it and make lots of many motherfucker!