Category: Sadistic phone sex

the horror

Isnuff sexi know how worthless and pathetic I am . I was made for you to punish me . I was getting grocery’s and the next thing I know I am all tied up in someone’s car . They toke me to the middle of no where and nailed me to the floor of this small wooden house . Every hour a man would come in . Piss all over me and fuck me while torturing me . The first one cut my stomach and stitched back into place. But not before fucking the wound . And surprisingly it really turned me on . Having a man literally rearranged my guts made me cum so much my pussy was throbbing! Thankfully the next man to come in toke care of that . He whipped me across my back so much it stung but made me cum . I guess he saw how wet my pussy was and he started to rub the tip of it . I arched my back . Finally reward me with some good cock . I want to feel a big fucking load . I moaned out so fucking loud and my eyes rolled to the back of my head . I could feel his dick throbbing hitting my back wall . When another man came in …

Getting Fucked By God

Taboo Phone SexHe told me that I was a filthy whore and that I needed to be cleansed!

I was searching for redemption and I thought the church would be the perfect place to free myself from the sadistic violent fucking that I crave so badly!

My body was stripped of my black lace and red ribbons and chained to a sterile steel table and I couldn’t help but get moist at the thought of being touched by gods hands ( or at least those that do his bidding)

The cleansing began with sterilizing my body inside and out as scalding hot water was poured over my skin and syphoned into my cunt and ass!

I tried to ignore the instant rush that was made my smooth pussy lips swell with anticipation!

I wanted to be fucked! And the sting of the water only intensified my addiction!

I watched as an iron dildo was heated to a glowing ember and the clergy chanting that this is gods vessel…meant to expel me desires and make me submit to the lord!

The smell of burning flesh filled the air and the thought of God’s vessel plunging into my burning cunt made my hips rise to meet the pain!

I cried in pain as a sweet toxic blend of cum and blood shot from my blistered pussy!

And that is when I knew….I will always be a whore…God’s submissive whore!

 

 

Snuff Phone Sex Sadistic

It’s a good day for a Snuff Phone Sex Sadistic to get into mischief with. I am always able to come up with fuck meat for that filthy perverted desire. It’s my greatest pleasure as the evil babysitter to find a sacrificial virgin for that p-cock. Your tendencies toward the young forbidden fruits is pure delight for me to assist. I will strangle the bitch while you violate every fucking hole. I bet if they are super young it would be so easy to break into a new hole. Like that soft spot or hell I love my power tools. I would be happy to drill a hole allowing you to penetrate the brain. 

You see I went to taxidermy school. I was raised in the back woods early on and became obsessed with making dead things reanimated. I am seriously deranged in making dolls with various once living parts. I am a kind of Frankenstein except I don’t necessarily give things life. I’m more the puppet master. I make fantasies realistic. You want a naughty little virgin slut that has big tits. I am happy to cut an whores tits off and sew them onto a little fuckdoll.

I will be sure they both are alive long enough for you to get your cock dirty. Let’s play a game together at the school yard. The brats that run away and hang out in the park or the school yard are such easy prey. I sometimes even haunt the Bus or train station looking for fresh canvas. Maybe I can cut off a bums dick and stitch it onto a little girls body and call her a ladyboy. I think that would be fun. There are ways to make it stiff.   

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It Was Like Watching Snuff Porn

snuff pornAnd we waited…. She finally woke in a state of panic. She jerked her arms and legs but couldn’t get loose from the binds. Daddy just smiled as she started screaming and crying as nobody could hear this sweet little thing way back in Daddy’s workshop. Besides he likes the screaming and crying, makes it all that more exciting to him. He started by biting her little buds, drawing blood and leaving teeth marks as he went from breast to breast. It’s like I was watching a snuff porn of sorts. He shoved his rock-hard cock in her little, tight, bald pussy. She screamed in pain as he kept ramming until he was finally all the way inside her. He then started pounding her relentlessly, so hard and so fast, blood was running down her legs. He tore that little girl’s pussy up. He hopped up on the table and stuck his beast deep in her throat, causing her to gag and throw up. After unloading in her mouth, he removed his puke covered cock and turned her over and stuck it right in her tight little asshole using the throw up as a lube. I could feel my pussy getting so wet as I watched. I watched in anticipation as he continued to fuck every hole that little thing had, over and over. Finally, she lay there silently as all her will to fight had been taken. He then motioned me over and I climbed on top of her and he fucked me deep in my pussy with his puke, blood covered dick bringing me to an almost instant explosion. He decided to leave her there for a while just in case he wanted to play some more. So, baby what do you say, want to have some naughty nasty accomplice phone sex?

Brat Soup For the Cold Front

                                            cannibalism phone sex              Such sick and twisted cannibalism phone sex tales I have…

 Can I help that brats are naturally drawn to me? I hate the little fuckers, but they seem to adore me. At least until the pain starts! That macabre, erotic fix I crave can sometimes kill two birds with one stone! Quite fucking literally! 

 

                                  It’s getting colder than a witches titty or even my heart at this point! The Midwest is not where I tend to winter, but an alluring job helping crotch goblins with home studies, a live in nanny situation with a big payday blurred my visions for a warmer climate. I would be alone with these darling young piles of flesh. I have no clue why these short people like to crawl all over me and are so devoted. They will do anything Miss jezebel asks them too. Perhaps its my blade or the sexual games I make them perform that keeps them scared. But at any moment I could lob a  little head straight off and eat the flesh from the bone. This is how I then would be able to start selecting little urchins to put in my soup. I guess freezing rain, and five feet of snow would be good surroundings for a chunky meaty bowl of brat stew!

 

                                 But first these little ones would need to be tenderized and pulverized with a little cream sauce injected into tiny fuck meat holes. Maybe even some Iv drugs to make them loopy and more willing to be cut up and tortured! Can you help me prepare my cold front pot of young flesh meat? 

Cooking With Daddy Pt. One

Cannibalism phone sexI stalked this chunky bitch for weeks. Playing the sweet, caring, and attractive friend always in her corner. Always meeting for coffee after her classes pretending I had some on the other side of campus. She was a little naïve but daddy picked her specifically for her meat, not her brains. For as long as I can remember daddy every few months needed a little taste of long pig. Trained me to be the perfect lure. Here I was extending an invitation to this fat piggy to come over for dinner, insisting that she come over early so we can study. Thankfully this was coming to an end, I hate pretending to give a shit about the feelings and thoughts of an entrée. It’s understandable why this piggy was selected; her thighs alone have plenty of meat enough to last for days. I’m starting to think maybe Daddy is planning a dinner party with this one. I’ve been taking her out to eat for the past few nights, encouraging her to fill up with plenty of savory foods. Daddy has a list of restaurants that he believes helps with flavorization and fattening up of course. It will be go-time in just a few days, I better go recipe a great stuffing for this one. Yum.

A Hot Kidnapping Phone Sex Tale

kidnapping phone sexKidnapping phone sex fantasies are hot. I love the fantasy of being taken by a stranger and feeling so scared of the unknown. Not knowing who took me or why. Not knowing if I will live or die. Was I taken to be sold into the slave trade? Was I kidnapped to be used as a personal slave? Was I kidnapped to be tortured? I even like being on the other end as the accomplice. I did a hot call last night where I got to be the accomplice. That rarely happens, so I loved it. My mission was to go to the mall and lure a young girl away for teen rape porn. If I wanted to survive the night, I needed to bring him back something young and tight. I am an old used up hag. He wanted something with an intact hymen not a stretched-out cunt. I found this little blonde girl whose mother was not paying her any attention. I knew I could lure her away. It was much easier than I imagined. I scooped her up and took her to my car. She was in a sugar daze and not very vocal. She looked like a little white girl, but I soon realized she spoke no English. I did not think he would mind. She would still feel tight regardless of what language she spoke. When I got back to his farmhouse off the beaten path, he greeted me with a smile. I knew I had picked out a winner. He put a needle in her arm, drugging her. I took nude photos of her first. Then I filmed him fucking her. He planned on selling her pics and films on the dark net to make a profit. It felt good to be on the other side of the camera for once. She is still alive for now. My guess is when ever she gets too used up, we will kill her and find a new one.

Evil Phone Sex Torture Chamber

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I’ve been in this torture chamber for a long time now. There has been no concept of time for me for a while, so I really have no idea how long it’s been. It started when I was a sweet, unassuming waitress in a diner and this guy kept coming in and sitting in my section. He sweet-talked me and eventually, I felt like I knew him well enough to go over to his house to hang out with him. That turned out to be a big mistake, because as soon as I started drinking the drink he gave me, I knew that he’d drugged me.

I woke up in a dungeon and it wasn’t one of those sexy ones that are trendy now. I saw him walking toward me with nipple clamps and he put them on me and they were so tight it made me cry and I saw blood trickle down my tit. It was then that I realized my legs were strapped down and I was spread-eagle and couldn’t move. He took a clamp and put it on my clit and it made me scream. But as he told me, nobody could hear me. That was just the very beginning of what he did to me. If you want to hear more, call me for evil phone sex!

He Said They Are Better Cold

Blasphemy phone sexDeath follows me around like a lost pet I’m starting to believe. Somehow I’m always attracted to the most devious and evil of souls. As I watch him hunched over his latest victim breathing deeply after unloading deep inside him, I’m both disturbed and jealous of the lifeless corpse. He’s different….I mean each master I’ve followed and served all had a perverse way about them each unique in their own way. Him however he doesn’t want to be called master, he prefers I can him “The Idol”. Enjoys being viewed as a unique bringer of death. However I’m starting to think death stays by my side. Maybe I’m slowly sinking into blasphemous thoughts of my own, I’m nobody. Death wouldn’t be my friend, or companion. Yet here he is draining and crumbled over another dumb slut I lured to him. Oh yes, I was going to mention what made him so unique it’s the way he defiles them. The Idol likes to drain them of most of their blood quickly, so as the warmest fades the pussy can still get wet just colder. He claims they feel better cold and dead around his cock. I’m a follower of “The Idol” now he tells me, though I’m not sure what that means. Do I serve him or is something more sinister lurking beneath the surface. It’s too late to save me. My soul is lost either way.

Your Taboo Phone Sex Accomplice

taboo phone sexWhat are your taboo phone sex fantasies? I want to be that devil on your shoulder who encourages you do very bad things to super young girls. I will not tell you that you are sick. I will not try to save your soul. I hate brats. Ankle biters who suck the life out of you and age you. They spread germs. I am more than willing to help you kill, torture and assault any young one you want. Taboo fantasies are my thing. Vanilla is for ice cream not sexual fantasies. I do not do the GFE thing. I am strictly about the things that could get us arrested. David almost got himself arrested too. It was because he did not listen to me. He wanted my help to kidnap and force fuck a young girl. He could not afford my accomplice fee, so we settled on a lesser amount and I would tell him what to do, how to do it and when to do it. His dick got in the way. That is most men’s downfall. Their cocks. You need me as an accomplice because I think with the right head. Never been arrested yet. I have never even been questioned by the authorities either. There are some keys when you want to do bad things to young girls. You need patience. You need to curb your biological impulses. You need a plan. You need me. I am a snuff porn queen. I know how to help you have your fun and get rid of the evidence. Dave got horny. He forced his cock on his young niece instead of waiting for a lookalike in a different town. The girl told her mom and now Dave may go to jail. You never let them live, guys. You also do not shit where you sleep. I am an accomplice who has made a career out of helping men like you live out your darkest desires. You just need to listen to me.