Category: Sadistic phone sex

Extreme Domination Phone Sex: Bust My Saline Bags

domination phone sexDomination phone sex is always extreme with me. I am an extreme BDSM babe. I only go to the seedy and hardcore clubs. Sometimes, that means I meet some unsavory types like Rico. He is a notorious sex trafficker in my town. I never worry about being sold into slavery because I am too old and used up for the slave trade. Guys paying for trafficked girls want something too young and very tight. Rico likes me because I am a pain slut and I rarely say no to anything. I went back to his place because he has a slave palace, complete with a cage under the bed. He was in a more violent mood than usual. He tied me to the bar above his bed and used my tits as a punching bag. I think he busted one of my saline bags. Wouldn’t be the first. I thought I was going to vomit from the pain. I am a great pain slut, but this was too much. He mangled my boobs, then decided to hit my face. Most of time, guys don’t touch my face. Not Rico. He says women give better head when they have black eyes and swollen lips. By the time he pulled his cock out, I looked like Rocky after losing a fight. He told me to use his cum as salve as he nutted on my face. Torture sex is always very violent with Rico. Is it with you too?

Castration phone sex with Ivy

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There is a pub just a short distance from where I live. I was walking home from the pub after having a few cocktails with some girlfriends. As I turned the corner, the hair stood up on the back of my neck. I new that I was being followed. Instead of being freaked out, it made my juicy pussy cream my panties. I knew that you must be the serial rapist that the local news has been warning us about. The thought of turning the table on you sexually excited me. I acted like I was unaware until I reached my apartment door. I reached into my purse and had my chloroform spray ready.

You grabbed me from behind and covered both my mouth with your hand. I reached up and sprayed your face before you even realized what had just happened. I finished dragging you inside my apartment. I hand cuffed you to the radiator. I put a spread bar in between your legs, and secured them. Now I just had to wait for you to wake back up. You were a little groggy and confused. I took my large butcher knife and rubbed it against your cheek. I even stood over you with out any panties on showing you my hot wet pussy.

I told you that I knew my hot juicy cunt is what you had come for, but you made a mistake. You picked the wrong girl. No one gets the upper hand on the devil’s princess. I took my knife and sliced your jeans revealing your large hard cock. You said I was wrong and begged me to let you go as I ran my knife up and down the sides of your hard throbbing cock. I shoved my knife up your tight puckered ass and enjoyed your screams as I twisted it. Cutting and slicing your tight ass for my pleasure. I just laughed as I cut your great big balls off in one wield of the knife and then shoved them down your throat. Your cock I took as a trophy. What will I do to you? You will have to call me for some castration phone sex to find out.

Daddy wanted me to make snuff porn

snuff pornDaddy wanted me to make a snuff porn with his friends. I didn’t want to, and I protested. He slapped the shit out of me. My tiny body was black and blue from the beat down I got. I know better than to protest, but daddy has some mean friends. When they get together and drink, all they can think about is ravaging my tiny fuck holes. I had no choice and I knew it. When his gang of pals arrived, they were drunk as skunks. They liked that daddy roughed me up a bit for them. Before they pulled out their cocks, however, they wanted some foreplay. I thought that meant I had to suck their cocks. They had something far less vanilla in mind than dick sucking. They sodomized my tiny bottom with beer bottles. They laughed as I cried from the pain. I looked towards Daddy for help, but he just had a big old grin on his face and a hard dick in his hand. My baby asshole was bleeding, even prolapsed. After they stopped laughing, one of daddy’s drunk friends suggested they fuck my asshole back inside me. I grabbed a bottle of beer and chugged it because I knew this was going to hurt. For hours they pounded my prolapsed ass back inside me. It may have worked at the moment, but today, my ass is a bloody sore mess and they are just waking up from their drunk stupor for round two.

Feeding The Trees

 

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Everything thrives off the death of something else.  Death is a necessary part of life.  Even vegans kill things, but veggies do not have a face, so they eat them, I hate to tell them this, but killing is killing.  However, you can make killing fun.  It doesn’t have to be a fucking somber time.  The lead up is sometimes more satisfying than the act it’s self.  All that planning, the stalking, making sure you have the right equipment, finding a place to play, then to dispose of the lifeless fuck-rag. All of it gets my cunt wet just thinking about it.

Having a place to take the prey is critical.  Spare of the moment shit always backfires, that is how people get caught.  Nothing is worth rushing over.  Taking time is what makes the experience worthwhile.  Instilling fear is the first thing, the unfamiliar, the brutality administered over a long time, erratic in it’s timing. It throws them off, making them on constant alert, it is exhausting for them.  Placing them in a place with no outside light, no outside sound, no way of knowing time, that will break anyone.

Once you get them at that point, right at the tipping point, you bring them back.  Showing care, kindness, regret, you gain their trust, then you start all over again.  The emotional as well as the physical pain is a must.  Make it last, days, weeks, months, but never ever hold onto them longer than that. The day arrives where you simply must do away with them.  They become tiresome after a while, and you will crave something new.  They are bruised, even fucking them has lost it’s fun because they just slip away into themselves.  What fun is that?  No screaming, no crying, no protesting, just dead weight. 

One piece at a time you take from them.  Keeping them alive by cauterizing wounds and cuts.  You bury those chucks of your prey deep, no animal will find them, no people will stumble across them, the only thing that knows that those juicy piece of flesh are there are the trees, and they are grateful for the nourishment.

Cooking your Family

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Ready to recount my cannibalism phone sex tale? Ahh, but you have the homemade video to watch. Does it make your dick hard everytime you see your wifes’ throat sliced and her guts cut out? Chopped up and put through the meat grinder flavored with so many good smelling spices that your drool for a taste of her flesh cooked to perfection. What about those cute daughters? How I had them pumped full of Nigger cum and hung them so those pretty necks just snapped ever so quickly! Them the wood fire roasting teen bodies like little piggies! Bahaha. I loved how I made you watch every moment and filmed your arousal! I am a demented dark soul who wants to do you in next. I want to cut every digit and limb slowly as we watch the snuff porn we made over and over. I want to feed you and fatten you up with your family flesh baby. Makes me so hot to know how evil I am how much more can you take dear! 

I didn’t know what was going on

rape phone sex fantasiesI woke up tied to a four-poster bed. Why was my cunny sore and my legs covered in what only could be cum? I remember Uncle Rob Had took me and my school friend out for Ice cream but nothing after that. Where was my little cute faced friend and where was uncle Rob? My questions were soon answered as I turned my head to the moans I was hearing.  Little Amanda was bouncing up and down on Uncle Rob’s lap just giggling and moaning, saying more, more, please fuck me. I could see his huge dick sliding in and out of her sweet young cunny. It was so big how could it feel good? I soon learned as I was noticed, and that big thick dick was pushing at my cunt. I tried to scream but Little Amanda plopped a wet cunt down on my face and began grinding. I couldn’t help but stick my tongue out to fuck her fuck hole and get her sweet honey in my mouth.  My hole was being forced open and a hint of pain went away as I was soon moaning and screaming in my young friend’s cunt. It felt so good and then my ass was being gaped and that didn’t feel so hot. I was relieved when a hot sticky cum load was shot deep in me to soothe the ache of my forced anal sex. I am sure you would love to have some rape phone sex fantasies with me and a little fuck doll wouldn’t you?

Do Tread On Her

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Upscale society bitches really piss me off to no end.  I abhor every damn thing about them.  It isn’t the fact that they have money, it is the fact that they are so damn idiotic.  That much stupidity packed into such a small space is mind boggling. I don’t care if they have companies, I don’t care if they are a CEO, bitches with that much money have no idea how the real world works, even if they came from dirt poor families, they forget.  Most of these flesh puppets never even have to work, they are born into a world where nothing matters to them but themselves.  Not that I give a shit for others either, but it is different with them.

If I could, I would take one of those cunts to a secluded place, and keep them there.  Every day I would do something a little more violent, although to them breaking a fucking nail would be the worst possible thing that could ever happen.  I can just imagine me standing over them, them begging, pleading, offering me money, blah blah blah.  I don’t need that shit, I can make my own money.  Me spitting into their face then taking a nice long piss into their mouth, before kicking them in their head to make them shut the fuck up.  

After a very long time of playing with them, starving them, violating every orifice I could with what ever I could find, leaving pretty bruises all over their once flawless skin, I would begin the life ending act.  Would I use a knife? No.  Would I hang them from meat hooks before gutting them? No.  What I would do is stomp them to death.  I would start at the very bottom.  Break those toes beneath the weight of my foot, crack the knee, watch the patella  disintegrate before my eyes while they scream in pain.  I am pretty sure the little shit would pass out at this point, so I would drink, watch some netflix, and wait until they regain consciousness, then get back to it.  

I know that by the time I reach their sternum that they will have figured out that I was working my way up their useless body and that they would soon be just some floppy dead cunt tossed into a lake somewhere. I might even prolong the agony.  I usually don’t like begging, I hate it actually, but to hear them beg for their shallow lives right before I crush their skull in could actually be fun.  Then after they were crushed, broken, bruised and of course dead, I just might have to take some time to play with my magnificent pussy a few times before dumping them like the true pieces of trash they are.

Snuff sex got me off so hard!

snuff sexSnuff sex got me off so hard last night! I had a friend over and we were fucking this little bitch up and it just had me more turned on than I had ever been before. She was begging and crying and looking at her sweet little face in so much pain made my pussy gush, I had to climb up on it and force her to eat my pussy just to get a little relief! When we finally killed her tho and I was all covered in her blood, that is when I just went crazy! I laid down right on her body and made my lover fuck me on her fresh corpse. I was screaming for more and I was loving it so much that I came over and over and over again! There is really nothing like fresh blood all over your body when you fuck, it makes everything so much more taboo, don’t you think so too?

A Kiss Goodbye

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Those lips, those pouty, full, perfect lips.  Soft, warm, untouched, parted ever so slightly.  This isn’t a princess in some fairy tale, this is prey in a nightmare of our making.  I run my fingers lightly from the ankles up the leg to the shattered pelvis, up the small incisions in the stomach placed there to induce a scream or two.  There were more than usual since she decided to try to be brave, keep it all in, the pain, the fear, show us that she couldn’t be broken so that we might give up.  That never happens though, we always finish.

My hand moves up across those barely there breasts watching as her chest rises and falls with each shallow breath.  They are tender to the touch, she flinches back slightly, she has no fight left, no energy, no hope.  I watch as bruises start to form, turning from red to that lovely deep color as the blood pools below the skin.  Traveling up her clavicle, broken, fractured as a matter of fact. I study the sheer white of the bone protruding from the skin, jagged.  Up to the nape of the neck, already yellowing bruises forming from fingers pressed tightly into her flesh.

Then up to that mouth.  I brush my thumb over it.  Thinking back to how it looked slipping up and down your hard cock.  Her cries being stopped from the manic thrusts which press your throbbing head into her throat time and again.  I stand at the top of the table by her head.  Looking down at her I notice that her eyes loose focus,  she knows what is coming, she is trying to slip away into her safe place to pretend this isn’t really happening. Oh, but it is.

The table wobbles slightly under your weight as you spread her legs to make room for you.  I toss you the ropes that have been previously tied to the legs of the table, you wrap each one around her thighs, tossing the unused portion back to me so that I can secure it to the legs as well.  The rope digs in, I can see her skin being pinched, the lower part of her legs turning pink, then red.  The circulation is being cut off, she moans, her eyes go blank, one single tear trails down from the corner of her right eye to splash on the table.

You rub your dick over her swollen cunt, sore, red, raw.  You press in, another moan from her, you start to move, more tears, her eyes begin to focus on my face.  I can see the pleading in them, yet those lips do not move to protest, more tears, she knows it will be better for her soon, she will be helped so that she can slip away, but not yet, you aren’t done but you are close.  I lower my head down as your noises become more guttural, the table legs slightly scraping on the floor, filling the almost empty room with bangs as you pump into her.  I put my lips close to her ear, waiting for you to cum, I whisper “Goodbye fuck rag” just as you release your hot sticky jizz deep into her. I then place one last kiss upon her lips so I can taste her last scream as you finish her off.

Snuff Porn Will Be Their Final Roles

To be so young and naive with wide eyes and sweet little holes that need defiling. I guess when your a young and desperate mother, especially when hooked on smack and unable to care for the filthy offspring she popped out in her teens, it’s a relief to be offered money for that responsibility to be removed from her. I love trolling the crack houses looking for desperate addicted mommy whores willing to sell me their brats for my starring roles in snuff porn.

Toss the hoes a few bucks and some special smack to feed their needs and I have my money back and an extra piece of trash to destroy in my latest snuff debut. I bring that skank into the warehouse and toss her brat over to their temporary caretakers and the nearly dead already whore over to the filming stage. This filthy bed with metal frame is the perfect backdrop for the scene. A filthy street skank that’s barely legal gets cut up by brutal giant cock wielding creatures that slice her throat as they rip into her ass and filthy cunt making the whore scream and this really gets hot. They ravish her into a useless pile of flesh and then carry her off and toss her into the incinerator.

Oh and we have more fun with that young offspring of hers later.

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