I had a dream about you last night. You had snuck into my bedroom late one night when I was a sleep. You woke me up with a punch to the gut and a bitch slap to the face. I tried to scream but couldn’t. You quickly threw me back on the bed and tied my hands to the head board with a pair of my stockings. You took my panties off me that I was wearing and shoved them in my mouth. I was nervous and excited all at the same time. You knew this just by the heat coming of my cunt. You were pleased I was enjoying the pain. You became more sadistic, knowing every pain caused my cunt to gush more. I could feel your cock ripping roughly into my holes. Humiliating me with your names and brutalizing my body with your hands. You were getting ready to slice my throat and I woke up. I woke up to messy soaked sheets. And my fingers already deep in my cunt.
Category: Sadistic phone sex
Snuff Dreams
Snuff So Many Ways
I dream of being snuffed out in so many different way. I can’t even figure out which way turns me on more. I know I want to be tormented for a long ass time. Brought to the brink of death and then brought back for more pain. I want to feel my flesh being cut by a knife. Mutilate a limb or tit right off my body. But make sure I am awake and alert so that I can feel every ounce of that pain. I do not want to die of something boring like a heart attack or dying in my bed at an old age. I want to go when I am young enough to enjoy it. I want to feel all that pain. And I hope it will last for days.
We cooked her up and ate her
Being my Master’s accomplice while we have cannibalism phone sex is such an honor, he knows that I will do anything and everything that he tells me. Whatever Master wants, Master gets. He sent me to the local playground at the park to kidnap a young little slut to bring back to the house so that we could have some sadistic fun with her. I picked out the perfect sexy brat, long blonde hair that was in pigtails and a white little sundress on, she looked so angelic and little did she know how much her precious life was about to be destroyed. Master stuck a needle in her arm that was full of a lethal substance, the young bitch died within seconds. I love watching the life diminish from their bodies, it’s like you can feel their soul leave as they turn into a limp corpse. Master was quite hungry and had a craving for young little girl flesh and meat. We brought her down to the dungeon and used hack saws to chisel away at her limbs and threw them in a plastic bag to bring upstairs to the kitchen to whip up some yummy brat stir-fry. I cut her up into chunks and cooked her up so that her meat was nice and tender, just how Master likes it! Add some salt and pepper for seasoning and you have a yummy little brat on your plate all ready to be eaten! She tasted delicious, we ended up devouring her entire being and I used her bones to make some broth. I doubt that little bitch will be missed!
A Tasty Feast
Approached by this man with a thick Texan accent while drinking at a local bar he was obviously looking to herd me into his dastardly obsessions. Cat calling at me and talking really degrading towards my fine assed body he was really sizing me up. After his easily done forced intoxication of me he ushered e out to his Mercedes SUV where he chloroform me as he shoved me in the back. I awoke naked and shackled in the commissary of an abandoned Hospital with a large part nearby simmering over a fire. Watching the big Texan toss vegetables in the pot as he stroked his cock looking at me with an evil and sadistic smile. I squirmed and whimpered when I realized I was coated in olive oil and cracked pepper and noticing some large cutlery of a butcher on the counter.
He smiled at me as he tested the water then came towards me with a machete. “Well darling I sure wished that anesthetic was a bit stronger and you wouldn’t have to feel this near as much.. but then again my pleasure is purely from watching you squirm, oh, and those screams as I dismember you and drop your parts in the water. But don’t worry fuck doll I plan on basting your insides really good with this big Texas cock.
The Clothes Iron
My man says he found a very important client for me to entertainment. He even got my hair done and brought me a new dress. As we were driving over to this “new client” he warned me to make this man very happy. When we finally arrived the client was waiting on the front porch. His name was Tony and he was an older gentleman. He had kind eyes but I would find out later that was just a mask hiding pure evil.
After my man got an envelope full of cash, he left me with this stranger. Tony told me to follow him down into his basement. This basement was a real-life torture chamber and I was scared. He chained me against a wall and plugged in a clothes iron. He told me that he had paid a lot of money to hurt me but he would scar my face. He pressed that hot iron to the inside of thighs and I cried out in pain. He touched that hot iron to my skin over and over again. I could see that his cock was rock hard, causing pain turned him on. He took out a clothespin from his pocket and clamped it to my clit. The pain was unbearable and I started screaming for him to please remove it. A wet cum stain appeared on his crotch. This was going to be a long painful weekend.
Last Night
I got fucked hard last night. Real fucking hard. I got thrown around. I was kicked, punched, fish hooked, strangled until I passed out. And fucked until I was raw and bleeding. My cunt is on fire today. My ass is on fire. It hurts to piss, to take a shit. And wiping burns so freaking much. But last night was crazy night! I had so many freaking orgasms, my cunt could not stop squirting. Every hit I took the more I squirted! I could not get enough and he knew it. He knows exactly what I like and he comes around every so often to beat the shit out of me and to fuck the shit out of me.
Bloody covered cock for Stephanie
I woke up with my body tied to a metal table and I couldn’t move. I lifted my head and seen that my stomach had been sliced open and was being pulled apart by some kind of metal machine. I could see all the blood all over my body and as I woke up more, the more pain I started to feel from my neck down. I started to scream for help when the guy who napped me cam over and shoved his fist in my sliced open bloody stomach and started to fist me. I screamed more and the more I screamed the more pain I would feel. Then he walked over to me and pulled out his cock and started shoving his cock in my intestines and started ripping open my organs with his cock.
I Love Cold Dead Bodies
They say find something you love doing and you’ll never work a day in your life. I fucking love my job. Wanna know why? It allows me all the Necrophilia Phone Sex I want. I can’t help it. I just love cold dead bodies. It’s such a fucking turn on. Nobody else ever wants to come in here so the morgue is like my sanctuary. It’s the one place that I can be sick and twisted self and no one will bother me. The first thing I do is strip naked. Then, I carefully inspect the findings of the day. There’s so much beauty in death. My pussy immediately gets moist at the sights. I wanna smell them, taste them. Feeling their cold flesh against my lips. The taste of them on my tongue. I grab cold stiff fingers and shove them up my hot wet cunt. Finger fucking myself with corpse digits.
I wonder what tonight will bring me. I can’t wait.
Your Local Sex Cult
Me and a few of the girls were going door to door with our pamphlets about our a new and radical religion that we are apart of. You couldn’t help but allow us in the door when we started telling you all about the polygamy portion of our beliefs. After some general chit chat, you got very comfortable and accepted the invite to our open house at the temple. You arrived to the event the next day as per the invite and we quickly escorted you to the bathhouse to be cleansed. Another girl handed you a robe and led you into my office. Once you at down in the chair in front of my desk, auto-triggering the restrains that were built in and clamping you down by your wrists and ankles. You were stuck with us now. I explained that yes, this is a new religion but it’s one were we sacrifice men. I put a hood over your head and you were blinded, your screams for help could not be heard. I asked you if you believed in Jesus Christ. You screamed that you did. Wrong fucking answer! I pulled out my dagger and made my way down to your cock. I wrapped it in rope nice and tight, to where your balls and shaft started to turn purple. You begged for me to stop but it wasn’t over. I sliced your shaft open like a piece of meat and drained the blood into a goblet which myself and my fellow sisters in Satan drank from laughing. We then began dismembering your body while you were still alive. Keeping your organs for future ceremonies. We took turns using the pieces of your severed privates to masturbate and bathed in your plasma for weeks. I guess you should of taken your mother’s advice from so long ago- don’t answer the door for strangers.
Accomplice Phone Sex: Let Me Be Your Sadistic WingMan
Even though I am a submissive, I can still do accomplice phone sex. When Master tells me to help with the slave training of a young whore, I do it. If I ignore him, my punishment is always severe. He uses me to trap the girls too. Girls are never afraid of other girls. That is why a submissive whore like me makes a great wingman for a sadistic man like you. He told me what he wanted: super young, blonde and no tits or pussy hair yet. I knew where to find such a girl. The mall. Those young cock teases live at the mall. They window shop with their friends and get dirty old men to buy them Starbucks drinks and food at the food court. I asked a girl to help me look for my lost daughter who was about her age. When we were outside the mall, I pushed her in the van. Master would be very happy with me. I don’t like abusing young girls, but it is better them than me. If I beat a little bitch good, break her into submission, master leaves me alone. I’m in survival mode. Do you have rape phone sex fantasies? Master loves force fucking virgin holes. He wants to see blood. He wants to ruin little bald pussies and pink puckered asses. He makes me fist their holes first, so they can better accommodate his 9 inch shaft. They scream, plead, beg and cry, but that just makes Master harder. Once he has ruined their holes, I must dispose of the bodies. I have become quite skillful at disposing of dead girls where no one will find them or at least, be able to recognize them. I promise I will bring you the most tender piece of flesh you can imagine.