Category: Sadistic phone sex

Cum guzzling confession with the perverted priest

Evil phone sex

 

Church morning wood, pathetic perverted priest. Time for creep tow confession with Jesus, watching all the sworn men praying, makes my tight little bald pussy itch for more. I’ve been sworn as evil due to my Blaphemy sex in the back of the church with you. collecting all the bibles, then burning them in the back once all leave, turns me the fuck on baby!

You pushed me up against the back church wall, choking me with one hand, taking your rape fantasies out on my cherry popped cunt. I’m left bleeding, soaking with your white creamie cum stains down my leg, no longer the virgin I prayed to god about.

Used and abused for those seeking to snuff, choke, slash, slashed knife play on my hot little petite bald torn up puffy muff, the evil one’s who now worship satan from the church use me to torture and abuse me, control my mind to worship evil. Baby bald bunghole, holes filled everyday for those who wish to control and dominate me. I’m made to burn and piss on all bibles, never pray to god, on all fours in front of all in our cult members.

Accomplice Phone Sex Calls Take the Focus off of Me

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex calls we can all enjoy. It takes the pressure off me. Although technically, I consider myself a switch, I prefer to kidnap and help men with their violent or rape fantasies. I’ve served my time on the circuit. So, nothing wrong with taking a breather and helping you instead of being the victim, right?

Marcus met me years ago when I still had a violent master. He seemed just as afraid of my master as I did. We ran into each other last month and exchanged phone numbers. Master made him fuck a Lolita whore in front of me to ensure his silence. Although he did not want to do it, he had no choice. He knew what I knew. Anyone who said no to my former master ended up dead.

Behind Every Sick Perverted Man is a Female Accomplice

But turns out master created a Lolita fucker in the moment. He never thought he would enjoy teen rape porn, but he did. The problem has been finding the right opportunity and the right girl. Running into me solved half his problem. But I told him it solved all his problems because I could get the girl for him. Bring her to him on silver platter, and I did.

I knew what he wanted because he told me. So, I kidnapped a young blonde Lolita and helped him fuck her. Of course, a good accomplice makes a movie for you to enjoy afterwards. He destroyed this Lolita’s cunt and her ass. Split her in two and he did not mean to hurt her that badly. But his dick seemed damn near a foot long. And I picked him out a young tiny girl. Clearly a virgin too.

She cried, screamed and begged for her mommy. But all she got was cock. Big cock shoved in all her tiny holes. He did not have the stomach for killer phone sex. So, I finished her off and gave her a burial at sea. She will never be found.  I learned from the best how to dispose of a body.

Cannibalism phone sex whores get roasted slowly

Cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex whore. Signed her body and soul over to a powerful Master. He is a sick and twisted individual with no limits to his cruelty. He branded me as his personal fucktoy slut, his unending entertainment. So here I am, tied to this spit rod, slowly being turned over a low fire.
With each turn, he laughs to himself. Pokes my skin and says, “Almost tender!” I didn’t know if he was really going to cook me over the flames at this point. Master takes a perverse joy in letting me wonder what my fate will be.
Alas, I did not die. I only wish I had. He had me stuck on that spit for hours. Most of the time, I was a good Torture sex slave. But in the last hour, I could smell my flesh, smokey, sweet, and I could imagine it so juicy. I was so hungry and tired I cried out. I just wanted a little bit, but he denied me. Instead, he made me choke on his rod while he took a little taste.

Torture Sex Fantasies Turn Real When You Fantasize about Castration

torture sexTorture sex fantasies never remain fantasies for me. I specialize in extreme cock and ball torture. Although I do castrate losers, sometimes I just enjoy ruining their junk without removing a man’s balls. There is a thing called chemical castration. Although it refers to taking a pill to kill the sperm, I have my own form of chemical castration.

When I am in the mood to ruin a guy’s manhood, I put on spiked heels and do a little jig on his testicles. That deflates them. Ruins them for life. Sometimes, I put a castration ban around a pair of nuts. But cutting off the blood flow kills the balls. Destroying those testicles rendering them useless. And once a loser’s balls shrivel up and die, they can no long procreate or fuck. However, most days, that satisfies me enough. I love the fact that men can look down at their dead balls and remember me fondly.

Okay, perhaps they do not remember this sadistic phone sex bitch fondly. But they will always remember me. And hopefully they will have nightmares about me forever. Trevor, my latest victim, begged me to castrate him. How fucked up are you if you beg me to castrate you? I do not play games. So, no roleplays for me. If you tell me you fantasize about a sexy bitch mutilating your junk, I deliver.

I Do Not Do Fantasy Castration. Real or Nothing with Me.

Poor sap. I shocked him when I turned his fantasy into reality. Not a problem for me. And, I feel no remorse for such things. In fact, I never feel remorse. I make the world a better place for women when I neuter losers like Trevor. We had some drinks at a Goth bar. Then I took him back to his place and tortured his balls. You cannot tell me you have fantasies about castration phone sex and expect me to simulate your cock and ball torture. But I do not work that way.

I tied Trevor up and trampled his worthless nuts. I put on some Led Zepplin and danced in my spiked heels on his nuts officially busting each nut. His screams of pain only made me dance longer. Your pain is my aphrodisiac. Even though I ruined his balls in less than ten minutes, I kept on torturing his dead sack with needles and razor blades. When I left him, he had passed out in his own puke with his balls dying. Perfect date night for me.

Taboo phone sex just when you thought it was safe.

Taboo phone sex             Taboo phone sex just when you thought it was safe. Boy, were you wrong. Nothing is safe.  Not you, not me, not no one. Going to rock you, sock you, kick you in the nads. Now that is fun. For me.

            Come mister tally man tally me some cocks. Wrack them up for me to knock them down. As soon as you enter you know you are with a killer. Now, I am not just any killer. I am the killer that will be taking you apart.

            Piece by piece that is why I am the Killer phone sex queen bee.  All in all, I will kill, for the good of the hive. To be sure it is necessary. I like being a killer. Do you like being snuffed out like a little bitch? Bet you do. After all, you come a crawling on your belly like a low-down piece of dirt.

            Begging and pleading with your mommy. Well, mommy isn’t here right now. In fact, all you got is the killer bee that is going to sting you to death. Slow and painful.

To be sure it will be torturous. It is what you deserve.

Is This The End

Violent phone sex Violent phone sex leaves me sore bruised and stretched out, Fucking me from behind as blows rain down on my body, your meaty fist punching my ribs as your cock is buried in my ass, a large dildo fills my pussy,my nipples are so sore and tender from the tight ass nipple clamps being pulled as you hammer inside me, my throat is sore from the belt your pulling as you fuck me with so much force. I know you’re trying to unalive me, I keep passing out but you keep bringing me back, guess you’re not done with me, everytime I wake up you have a different dildo buried inside me, I woke up to two huge dildos buried in my cunt and your cock in my mouth, Ihave a huge butt plug deep in my ass. I am trying to suck your dick as best I can so you let me live. I’m feeling weak from the shocks you’re giving my pussy with the cattle prod, I can’t feel myself about to pass out, the room goes dark , Is this the end or will you bring me back.

Medical Fetish Phone Sex Calls are Perfect for Pain Sluts

medical fetish phone sexMedical fetish phone sex calls can get wild sometimes. But I am always down for a wild ride. Honestly, as a sexy switch, I will admit that I enjoy cock and ball torture. My bestie, Kelly, taught me how to use sounding devices and castration bands on men. She’s a lifestyle dominatrix. Former stripper who took me under her wings when I was barely legal and just starting out in the adult world.

She has this client named Earl, who is a total masochist. He is into self-harm and CBT. She has been inflicting pain on his balls for a decade now. He wanted to spice things up a bit with two hot women for a cock and ball torture sex session. Kelly asked me, and I was game, especially when she told me how much he would pay for both of us. So, I put on my spiked heels, a short leather skirt and a leather corset, and joined her to destroy Earl’s junk.

Kelly tied him up to his four-poster bed. But she let me go first. And I could not decide what to do first, so I got the sounding device, dipped it in some Icy-Hot and inserted it into his pee hole. Watching his eyes tear up, told me I did it right. Kelly slapped his balls while I worked that sounding device in and out of his tiny little pee hole. I knew that shit had to burn.

Some Men Enjoy a Sexy Bitch Mutilating Their Junk

Kelly and I agreed to put a castration band on him for shits and giggles. We did not plan to castrate him though. We just wanted to make him painfully uncomfortable. But the band went on so tightly we could not get it off. Oops. So, I suggested we use a razor blade to try to slice through the rubber. And that worked, but we sliced open his ball sack too. Initially, we felt bad. That was not part of the plan. Earl enjoys pain, but he did not want to get neutered.

He bled a lot. Cried more. But he still has his nuts. They just might have a nasty scar. He still paid us. In fact, he even tipped us. Turns out he enjoyed the mutilation phone sex surprise he got. He won’t piss right or sit without pain for days. But that’s what this pain slut paid us for, and we delivered.

Evil phone sex slut Stephanie

evil phone sex

I’m rubbing my whore cunt and getting horny as fuck from all of these evil phone sex calls. The world is becoming more twisted every day with more and more men calling to tell me the fucked up thoughts that consume them. I just talked with a guy who anyone would think is just an average family man. I’m the lucky slut that gets to hear his most fucked up inner thoughts. Like how he constantly fantasizes about making his wife watch him force fuck, torture and snuff out their precious little daughters. This sick fuck wants me to rim his asshole with my tongue while he’s stroking his dick with the corpse of his youngest brat. He also wants me to bash her head in and jerk his dick off with her gooey, squished brains. He has the best torture fantasies, he just needs an evil accomplice to act out any and every fucked up desire that runs across his mind. I think you need an accomplice slut too. Let me be the one that slices into your offspring and rips the guts right out of their tiny bodies. I’ll hollow out their little bellies so that I can reach in and jerk your stiff Daddy dick off inside of them. The only thing better than tiny, tight cunt to ram your cock into, is having a twisted slut like me to jerk your dick off while you’re balls deep in that tiny victim bitch! Let’s save your wife for last. I’ll tie her up and make her watch, screaming and crying is horror as she watches us be evil together. We can work out all of the fucked up details when you call…

I Have Suffered Enough

Rape phone sex fantasies Rape phone sex fantasies. Forced to be a fuck toy , started off as a fun filled night, good music strong drinks and hot guys. When we first met you were sweet as can be, we danced all night almost until last call, I asked you to order me a stiff drink while I go pee. That’s where the mistake was made, you spiked my drink with some sort of drug, I still don’t know what it was. When I woke up I was chained to a table butt naked with my mouth gagged and I could not move. However I felt everything you did to my body, the electric shocks to my nipples hurt but nothing compared to the clit removal, yeah I have never experienced a pain like that in my young life after you fucked all my holes with yor cock and massive dildos you decided to mutilate my body before taking me out of my misery, using a scalpel you slowly sliced my sensitive clit and put it in a small jar filled with liquid, tears running down my face as you walk towards my bruised body.What is in store now I have no clue just make it quick and painless i have suffered enough.

Bloody Phone Sex Throws Suspicion Off You

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex is the only way to kill. If I am going to kill and torture someone, I want to leave a huge mess behind. Although, I do love creating a bloody mess, I partake in overkill because it throws the police off my trail. Overkill suggests a personal kill. Anger and rage, plus impulsiveness suggest that the victim knew their killer.

But I rarely know my victims. Perhaps, I encountered my victim somewhere, but I have no ties to my victims other than that random or chance encounter. So, if I make the crime look personal, I do not show up on anyone’s radar. I have been a murderous snuff porn bitch since I was a teen girl. Now, that first kill had all the earmarks of a personal kill because it was personal. I killed my bully.

She tormented me for years. And that first kill showed rage, anger and impulsiveness. I snapped. Lucky for me, my grandpa covered up that kill. He hid her body for me. To this day that bitch is still a missing girl. Many think she ran away. But I know better. And I owe that dead bitch. If she had never bullied me, I never would have killed her. And if I had never killed her, I never would have known about my grandpa. He honed my skills and taught me how to be a killing machine who flies under the radar.

You Can Kill and Get Away with It Too

And grandpa was my hero. He taught me to find a surrogate for my rage. He taught me about overkill throwing suspicion off me, so the police do not think the kill was just a random act of violence. And he taught me to use knifes, make it bloody and find a surrogate if I want to kill some bitch or some tool who wronged me. So, I have taken his advice since my teens. No cop has ever looked at me twice.

And I am a killing machine today. This killer phone sex bitch can turn you into a killing machine too. Teaching you everything you need to know to stay undetected like me. You can kill daily and never get caught. But you need my help.