Sometimes I am minding my own business and I get into a snuff sex mood. I saw this young brat. She was cute for a soul stealing, germy little girl. I was thinking more about all the fun you could have with her. But sadly, you were not with me. You would have loved fucking her tiny bald cunt. As I stared at her thinking about you forcing your big dick into her teeny tiny hole, I got wet. Even though I was without a partner, I decided I had to have this little girl. I am patient. I waited in stealth, observing and waiting for my opportunity. She was playing in the park. Eventually all her little brat friends went home, and she was still there all by herself. It was fate. She needed you but she got me. I drugged her so I could cart her off quietly. I took her to my kill shack in the woods and I carver her up like a piece of meat. If I am by myself, I take my time and make the torture sex last. The screams of the young ones get me going. I carved up her tiny body with my big knife. I watched the crimson blood flow from her veins and pool on my floor. I knew what I was having for dinner. She was tiny. I chopped up her limbs and tossed her head to the coyotes. I put her limbs in a stew pot and removed the organ meat for a future meal. A young girl’s flesh is like eating veal. Its tender and oh so succulent if prepared right. I can have you over for the organ meat maybe. It is chock full of protein and vitamins. I do love eating young girls in more ways than one. But it is lonely sometimes to eat alone.
Category: Sadistic phone sex
Snuff Sex Dinner
Rape Fantasy Roleplays
He watched and stalked my girlfriends and me tease each other, he watched us making out, and playing with each other’s tits! He broke in right after they left and called us sluts for teasing him. He forced my clothes off my body and told me if I didn’t let him fuck my cunt with his cock, he would use a knife instead. I did what he said and showed off my pussy, he ripped my legs apart and shoved his cock into my cunt and my screams filled the room. He shoved my dirty panties into my mouth to keep me quiet with a knife pressed up against my throat. He fucked harder and harder with his cock, digging the knife into my throat, making small cuts. He filled me up with his cum, I wasn’t on anything to help. Now, he visits every night and plays his rape fantasies out on me.
Evil Phone Sex Succubus Whore
When you’re lying in bed at night dreaming the kind of depraved things that come to mind, know that it’s me that’s putting those ideas into your head. I’m Faith, and I am your darkest, wettest dream come true. My dark lord has put me here to take the souls of men and women from god’s flock. Are you strong enough to stand up to me? I doubt it. I will manifest your deepest fantasies and render you powerless. Evil phone sex has been getting your cock hard for so long. Now it’s time to put your soul where your mouth is. I’ll take yours, your wife’s and your brat’s souls. You will hand them over to me as well. I will seduce your entire family into satanism, just wait.
Your innocent god-fearing family will be corrupted. How do you think your daughter will look when she’s nude and riding Satan’s massive cock in hell? Your cock aches for it, don’t lie. You jack off thinking about your family servicing cocks in hell alongside your succubus whore. Fuck your god, all that there is now is Satan. You will give up everything to be under his black wings. Ave Satanas.
Accomplice In the Bar
I saw you scoping out that young blonde at the bar. Your cock was angry hard already. Even though she had used a fake ID to get in here. You saw her being gangbanged in an alley in your mind’s eye! She was going on about some guy who had cheated on her and was so sloppy drunk. If she would just shut the fuck up she might live tonight! It’s always the blonde entitled bimbos that think everyone should listen to them when they have a life crisis. It’s not your fault that you were turned on by her. As I put my hand on your shoulder I could see hate creeping up in your eyes.
She looked like a hooker in that tight dress and heels. She deserves to be forced fucked and choked on the end of your sadistic cock!
Men would always cheat on her because she was just a tramp, a hook-up and a slut! And Men like you would help rid the world of annoying young sluts like her! I whisper in your ear that I would help you kill and fuck her brains out, in any order you would like!
Let me help you fuck her to death and torture this bimbo teen fuck doll!
He Punished Me
I walked in and he pushed me to the bed. I had been naughty and needed punished. The fear in my eyes pushes him harder and he became relentless. I had raised my head in public without his permission. Now I was to pay. He was going to humiliate me, and I had no choice to submit to my master. He put me in a latex dress with no panties, no bra and hooker boots. He attached my collar and put on my leash. Then he bent me over and without any lube at all rammed a huge butt plug deep inside of me. He smacked my ass and told me it was time. I hung my head and followed him as he put me in the car. We arrived at a run-down building that I knew all too well. A private club of dominates. He pulled my leash and I followed him. At the door he pushed my on all fours and made me crawl through the door into the middle of the room. There was a ring set up with whips and dildos and clamps and vibrators. He pulled me up and bent me over, pulled the butt plug out and rammed my ass hard for everyone to see. Then he ripped off my dress and told the crowd that I was theirs to do with what they pleased tonight. Would you like to hear all the kinky evil things they did to me? Or maybe you want to join in. I can never say no.
Medical Fetish Phone Sex
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.
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?















