Category: Sadistic phone sex

Master’s Blasphemy Fantasy

Blasphemy sex MaceyWhatever Master wants, Master gets, no matter what it is or how fucking extreme it may be. His psychotic, sadistic mind decided to bring me to a church service and make me sit naked on the pew in front of the entire audience. It was pure and utter blasphemy! Master can be quite convincing and quite controlling, so when members of the church attempted to walk out upon seeing my perfect naked body, he would threaten them until they were sitting back down in their seat. There were men, women and youngsters all witnessing this appalling scene! Even the Priest was stopped in his tracks and didn’t know what to do. Master told everyone that he was doing this to show what your punishment is when you commit ungodly sins, and I was his prisoner. He bent me over the pew and shoved a hand held Bible up my pussy, causing paper cuts all inside of me! It hurt so fucking bad! The audience was screeching and quivering! The Priest about keeled over and went straight to Heaven! Master took out his camera and propped me up on the pew, making me finger fuck myself while he snapped photos of me. I worked the camera as best as I could, my heart was racing the whole time. After we left, Master punished me hard for being such a slutty whore in public, he tied me up naked, beat me and threw me outside in the dog house to sleep in the freezing cold!

Mutilation phone sex, becoming just a toy

I was taken to a dark room, so dark and quiet and cold. I was trying to see anything at all and it was just dark. I heard soft footsteps on carpet coming toward me. Then all I could hear was breathing, then a needle poke. It stung badly, but suddenly I could not move my limbs. I could not move my arms or legs or even wiggle my toes! I started to panic and whimper and the captor smacked something across my thighs. I stopped whimpering immediately, but tears streamed down my face. A voice said “You are going to be my sex slave forever; you won’t be able to escape after what I am going to do to you.” The voice was raspy like a smoker and smelled like whiskey. I couldn’t move but I could feel everything he was doing. He put tight rubber type things around my upper legs and arms. It seemed like forever until I felt him touching me again. My arms and legs were hurting where the bands were. The voice again said “When you wake up whore, you will be a whole new fuck toy.”

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Groggy and feeling sick, I kept my eyes closed. I could feel a little pain but I am not sure why. I go in and out for quite a while. I think it was a few days later when I woke up and started screaming. I was able to move my head and neck but there was nothing when I tried to move my arms and legs. I looked down and they were gone, nothing but stumps covered with bandages and seeping blood!! I screamed as loud as I possibly could.
You come into the dark room, and I am still screaming and crying. “How will you ever get away?” He laughs, putting a hand on my cheek and moving it down my body.
To be continued…..

Gather round freaks, I’ve got a story for you

torture sexI got a good story to tell you today, all about 3 sluts and 1 man whore. I have a true hate for sluts and fuckboys. I hate that shit, so I decided to give them all a little taste of gore before their brutal deaths. They all stay fucked up, they’re drug addicts and alcoholics and anything to keep them numb keeps them happy so it was easy for me to lure them to my house. Emily, Carmen, and Ashley were too busy getting high to notice I had their little boyfriend by the throat. Tying him up tight and gagging him so he could watch me destroy all three of his personal little whores. Since he likes being choked so much I took it up a notch and started breaking shit. He was starting to get scared like a little bitch and that’s when my whores noticed. I took it upon myself to play a little game, they all had to choose what would happen to each other. Body parts being cut off and used to fuck them with, blood and more blood. Shit and piss and puke. The tears of course from all four of them. They all begged me if they could talk, for mercy. They deserved none however, I though deserved to cum from my twisted games.

My Man’s Debt

Sadistic phone sex Layla

 

My man owed his drug dealer a lot of money, so he gave me to him instead. This isn’t the first time he’s used me like currency. When he gives me away I know I have to be a good girl and obey. His dealer likes to be cruel. He makes me wear a leash and beats me for the tiniest mistakes. He has a girlfriend and she’s just as cruel; she’ll make me lick the soles of her feet and eat her pussy for hours. They think it’s funny to fuck me with odd objects like bottles and cucumbers. When I’m hungry they make me eat my meals off of the floor. And I better address them as Master and Mistress or that’s just another reason to beat me. I love my man, and I don’t see any way out of these horrible situations. I pray everyday for the strength to leave.

Fantasy Phone Sex with a BIG Twist!

Fantasy phone sexHe got us out deep into the middle of nowhere & he pulled off the road. He undid his seat belt and slipped between the seats to the back, grabbing my hair and pulling me behind him. He pulled the blanket off her, and I could see that she was completely naked. He told me that if I didn’t do exactly what I said, without hesitation, then he’d take his gun or his knife and do even nastier things to her than he’d have me do. He made me pick her up and stroke her tiny little cunt, rubbing my fingers over her clit and dipping them gently into her. She was crying so hard by that point, but he made me lift her around my throat and hold her cunt to my face. He stood so close watching as my tongue worked around and over and inside of her little cunt, even as she struggled to get away from me. Then, he made me put on a strap-on, told me to fuck her. I hesitated and he took his knife out and slid it agonizingly slowly down her arm, cutting her open. She screamed and cried harder, and I put that strap on on so quickly that he stopped. I lifted her little legs until her hips were tilted up enough for me to slide that big dick into that tight little cunt. I tried so hard not to hurt her, I spit on the dick, I spit on her cunt, and I worked it in slowly, but I guess he got impatient. He kicked me in the ass, thrusting me hard into her as I almost fell on top of her. She was screaming again, and I could see blood coming from her cunt. I could hear him starting to jack off just behind and to the side of me as he yelled for me to just fuck her already. I started thrusting my hips in and out of her over and over, my heart breaking, tears flowing down my cheeks, with every thrust. Finally, I heard him cum, and felt the jizz land all over my bare backside.

Snuff Sex Stripper Cunts Last Dance

My first night at my new Stripper job and someone slipped me a rufi in my post gig drink. I was wasted and stumbling in my 7″ stripper heels in Whore Red. Barely able to stand I was hugging the wall to the ladies room, when this strong assertive woman helped me. I was thanking her and slurring… then I was out. 

I awoke in a dank cell like room in someones basement with a collar and chain on me like I was an animal. When I heard deep laughter from behind me I noticed a man and a woman both dressed in leather and wearing masks. The woman came over to me and grabbed my face forcing me to look her in the eyes. “Your Time is Up Slave” was all she said to me and I felt myself getting sodomized and as I started to scream she pulled out a huge Buck knife and slit my throat, severing my vocal chords. Lifeless I fell as I felt the force of his seed erupt into my bloodied and ripped up ass.

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Strangulation Phone Sex Fun

strangulation phone sexStrangulation phone sex? I know, you wonder how that works. A couple ways actually. I love to choke myself. I practice erotic autoerotic asphyxiation. I have an array of scarves I can use around my neck, even a few belts. I know how to choke myself. Of course I prefer you to strangle me. I have this guy who enjoys throttling my throat as I give him head. I masturbated with him. Sometimes I cum right before I pass out. I go to clubs where I can practice autoerotic asphyxiation to hone my craft. But I digress.  I just wanted you to understand that I take strangle fantasies seriously. The other way this works is with roleplay phone sex. I love fantasy calls that result in my dismemberment even death. Why? Because I am a twisted girl with very dark desires. Strangulation phone calls really get me off because I can practice auto erotic asphyxiation while we fantasize about your hands around my neck. I can be your cheating whore woman. I can be the chick that dissed you. I can be the submissive whore that I am. The girls on this site are here for your taboo phone needs. Nothing too extreme or taboo for me; but if you call me for a strangle fantasy, know that I will be wrapping a pretty silk scarf around my neck and rubbing my clit.

Snuff sex, the kidnapping and toture

First I was hooded and then stuffed into a trunk. The ride was bumpy and the car I was in was loud and smelled bad. I could feel the trunk being carried and dropped. I felt like I was going to pass out. The hood and the closed trunk, there was very little oxygen. As I was beginning to feel like there was no more air, the trunk lid opened and I was yanked out. Standing, my clothes were cut off and the hood was removed, and a gag was put across my mouth. He sat me down on a chair and my arms were tied behind me and my legs chained to the floor. There was no escaping and I didn’t know what was going to happen.

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I waited a long time for the torturer to return. He walked in the room with a tray that had several different tools on it including the one he used first. It looked like a heavy duty pliers. He clamped it on my clit and I screamed with agony. It felt like he was trying to cut my clit off. He started whipping my legs and stomach harder and harder until I had bloody welts all over. He continued his torture with a by putting two vise grips on my nipples and almost totally closed them. My nipples were flat and bleeding then he smacked my tits with the cane he was whipping me with and I cried from the pain. He laughed with each sob. Just wait until later, snuff bitch whore, you will die.

We found her by accident

taboo phone sexA friend and I were taking a late night stroll last night when we came upon a drunk bitch walking all alone and we just couldn’t resist her. We were unprepared but luckily she was too drunk to resist us, she just placidly walked back home with us easy as pie. She was too fucked up to complain when we stripped her but once we started fucking her she started to snap out of it. She was weakly trying to push us off her but we were far too strong for her, all she could do was cry no no no as we ripped her fuck holes open. She was a bloody mess but we just kept on going getting rougher and rougher until finally we literally fucked that bitch to death! Sometimes it’s really fun to be spontaneous, don’t you think?

Stranger in the Basement

Sadistic phone sex Layla

My drug addicted boyfriend gave me to a stranger last week. The stranger paid my man $200 to keep me for two days. He told my man to blindfold me so that I wouldn’t know where I was being held. Once there the nightmare began, the stranger was truly sadistic. He had a dungeon in his basement, and he chained me against the wall. My arms were spread apart high above my head, with may legs chained and spread apart. He kept me blindfolded so I wouldn’t be able to identify his face. I’ve never been so afraid, my body shook with terror. He called me his “little nigger bitch”. He told me no one would care if I disappeared. He beat me with a belt and burned my inner thighs with cigarettes. He punched and pinched my nipples, the pain was unbearable. I cried out in pain, but that only turned him on even more. He never fed me or offered me water. I thought I would die. Being blindfolded I could never tell what he would do next. I was there to be his personal punching bag and nothing more. When he wrapped the belt around my neck and pulled until it tighten I thought I would die in that dark basement. He choked me over and over again, I went in and out of consciousness. Minutes felt like hours, hours felt like days. I cried out for God, but He never came.