Category: Sadistic phone sex

There Is No Escape

torture phone sex Sitting in my chair with a drink in my hand and a hand on my cunt.

I have been waiting for hours for the sounds that are making me so fucking wet right now. It took her long enough to wake up and now she is thrashing and yelling and trying to get out. the sounds serving to make me horny as fucking hell.

As I open the door to the room I watch her clawing at the wood over the window and I see a finger nail peel back from the force and blood come gushing out in long spurts. She still hasn’t noticed me.

Suddenly my pussy begins gushing cum in unison with her wound and all I want to do is see more carnage.

Raising my arm into the air I bring the metal fire place poker down to meet her leg. All at once I hear the crack of her shin bone as the end of it pushes through her skin and he body sinks to the ground.

She knows I am here now and there is so much more to cum.

Friends with Benefits

torture phone sex aubreeI like it rough, REALLY rough. One of my friends with benefits came by this morning, and he knows just what I like. He sends me a text when he is on his way, and I know to leave the front door unlocked. He knows that I like to be caught by surprise, so I wait. I’m standing in the master bathroom when he sneaks in behind me and slips one of his arms around my neck. I struggle, but to no avail, he is going to get what he wants and so am I. He drags me to the bed and smacks me in the face, asking me if my cunt is wet enough for him. “IS IT?” he yelled while shoving his fingers into my dripping wet cunt. My legs were spread wide, God, I was so ready for him to fuck me and do it hard. He ordered me to pull out my dildo and he shoved it into my ass without any lube. It hurt and I cried out. A few tears streamed down my cheeks, and he slapped me for being a big baby. He fucked me with the dildo and his throbbing cock at the same time and sprayed cum all over my face when he was done. A perfect way to start the day, if you ask me.

Mountain Towns

torture phone sex marleyHitchhiking through the mountains soon. I can already see them in the distance. I decided to see if self-mutilation was any good. I took my Swiss army knife and dragged it along the inside of my thigh just below the panty-line. It let a trail of blood down my thigh that felt luscious, but it wasn’t as good as when I was being cut by those nuts in the woods.

I took the blood from inside my thigh and tasted it. That metallic tang had me puckering my face a little, but it wasn’t terrible. Then, I drew some along my breasts and throat, up to my jaw line. I’m sure I must have looked a sight to passers-by, but I can always tell them that it’s just paint for a costume I’m trying out. Halloween isn’t that terribly far off, after all. I hope someone will give me a ride soon, it’d be nice to reach my destination before Halloween, attend a few parties, and really get into the spirit of things, you know?

Welcome to MY church

blasphemy sexWelcome to MY church, I’m sure you have noticed that it is very different from most churches… in fact very soon you will be seeing just HOW different it really is! You will be the center of attention, all eyes will be focused on you as I slowly strip off your clothes and make you lay down naked on the alter. You will be chained there, your arms and legs spread wide and your pathetic little cock exposed for whatever torture I decide to inflict upon it! This is MY church and the only God or Goddess worshipped here is ME! I am your only Goddess and if I choose to remove this pathetic little prick of yours and feed it to you before I kill you, all you will do is thank me for the privilege. Did you really think that you would be able to leave this place? No, no, no, the only way you will ever leave my church is if you leave here in a body bag… I suggest you get used to the idea now!

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This Snuff Porn Bitch is a No Taboo Phone Sex Toilet Slave Too

snuff pornSnuff porn is very popular for me. Lots of men want me to star in their Dead Production. Many men loathe a read headed slut. I’m stupid. I’m a total addict who does anything for coke. My callers know this. The men in my life know this. I’m abused on and off the phone. I don’t mind though. I know I was born to be a submissive whore.  I get a lot of rape fantasies and hardcore snuff, but a few get very nasty with how I die. I have one caller who wants me to be his very young daughter. I am older than he is, but it is fun to pretend to be that young again. Even as young girl I am consumed with bad thoughts. I want my dad to do very bad things to me like starve me until I am nothing but skin and bones. I want to be his toilet slave. And not just his slave either. I want to be a slave to the big barnyard creatures out back. I beg to roll around in their excrement despite flies and maggots. I live on a diet of piss and shit from the 2 and 4 legged members of the house. Eventually, a 4 legged monster’s cock splits me in two and I die slowly and painfully in a heaping pile of shit. But I enjoy my demise because it is fitting for a stupid fucking toilet whore to die in a vat of animal dung. Maybe extreme bathroom play isn’t your thing. I share this hot fantasy so you understand just how much of a no taboo phone sex whore I am. Nothing is too sick or too depraved for me. Unlike some girls in this business, being a coke head submissive slut is not an act, but a way of life.

Tormented Thoughts

torture phone sex marleyThey cut me loose in the wild today. I have no idea where I am, or how far off my plotted course for cross-country hiking. What I do know is that I have begun to feel these yearnings. Scary yearnings that seem like they would bring such utter bliss. I can literally imagine me cutting into my belly, running my fingers through it, and smearing the blood across my chest and face. I can imagine driving a corkscrew into my thigh and leaving it there until it stopped bleeding before removing it again. The images of me covered in my own blood frighten and excite me. I can feel my muff getting sloppy wet with the thought of my own blood drying slowly on my skin, like a body mask at a fancy spa. And, the scariest part of all, I’m kind of hoping another sadistic family will find me, take me in, and keep me until either they kill me or I kill them with all the bloody love we could share. My thoughts are scaring me today, will you help me?

Rape Fantasies With T

torture phone sex aubreeI had a great call today. I won’t name names, but T knew what a dirty little whore I am. I’ve thought about him several times and the rape fantasies that we shared. It’s so nice to talk to someone who shares that fantasy and knows just what to say to me to get me off. I like a very dominant, rough man whom takes control and takes what he wants. Nothing makes my pussy wetter. Right now, just blogging about it has my clit bulging and tingly and my nipples are so hard. His call left me breathless, bruised and wanting more. Do you share this fantasy? I’d love for you to call me and talk to me about it. Call me and take control, tell me what you’d do to me if you saw me in a dark alley, or in a park at night. Mmm, I’m on edge and in need of a release. Won’t you call and help me out?

I make good people do Bad things.

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Listening to you preach your bullshit about god makes me laugh. Last night you were not worshiping god you were god. You held the life of a worthless whore in your hands and your mind was made up. You were going to take her life but not quickly. You wanted someone just like your own daughter.. You hate her, you want to skull fuck her. Your daughter looks just like your wife and so does this little whore. Her long brown hair is the same mousy brown that your wife and your daughter have. At church you are the perfect pastor, the perfect husband, the god fearing preach man has blood on his hands and cock.

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I loved rubbing my pussy as your shoved your cock into her tight virgin asshole making her bleed as your tore her asshole up. I couldn’t help but suck her blood of your cock as you watched her turn blue as you wrapped your hands around her neck squeezing the life out of her.. Go on preacher man.. Preach about god.. How does it feel to have power like your false god? I’ll be waiting for you Sunday night with one of your sluts to fuck and burn after Sunday night prayer group.

Blasphemy Phone Sex with a Taboo Phone Sex Bitch

blasphemy phone sexBlasphemy phone sex is hotter than hell. Do I look religious to you? Fuck no. When I was a young girl I did very bad things in church. My parents forced me to go to Catholic church, but I had the soul of Satan even then. No innocence in me ever. I remember the time that I got my family barred for life from their church. The priest, who was likely diddling little boys, was droning on and on about asking for God’s forgiveness. Forgiveness for what? I was not yet the castrating, brat killing, murderous sadistic bitch I am today. I had nothing to ask forgiveness for. He was talking about how Christ died for our sins. I was a young school girl what the fuck sins did I have yet? Made me want to commit some since I was already a fucking sinner. So, I grabbed my mother’s  cross, went up to the alter for communion. I turned around, sat on the alter and fucked my cunt in front on the congregation with my mom’s cross. The gasps turned me on. The look of shock on everyone’s face was priceless. Just a little squirt and I was saying fuck God and Jesus as I ravaged my fuck holes with a holy cross. I think they thought I was possessed by the devil. Maybe I was. Maybe I still am. My parents pretty much disowned me after that. They were forced to provide for me, but I never got a hug or an I love you ever again. They tried to commit me several times, but I outsmarted the doctors. I turned the tables on my folks, made it look like I was  just a troubled girl because I was the product of abuse and parental neglect. I was put in foster care and allowed to flourish into the evil sick blasphemous bitch I am today. Fuck God, Fuck Jesus and fuck the sanctimonious church.  It is much more fun to be a brat of Satan than a brat of fucking God. Us taboo phone sex sluts have way more fun than those innocent girl next door types.

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Ashes to Ashes….

torture phone sex karmaMy eyes are closed as I absorb the energy of this old and musky place. My hand is in my pants, rubbing my swollen clit, my nipples rock hard as the cool, thick air kisses my skin. I can smell the musk of time and feel the dirt and dust on my back. You can tell that it was once an ornate house of worship for the poor fools that believe in a martyr that lived and died on a cross so long ago for their sins.

What a crock of shit.

Now it is abandoned, long forgotten with walls that are crumbling. The alter still stands and that huge cross that hangs behind it is covered in dust. Behind the alter I have bottles of water, bags of cement and everything I need to carry out sadistic sacrifice for my Dark Lord.

I love bringing my sacrificial lambs here and filling these decrepit walls with the sounds of agony and the smell of blood.

There is a huge ant hill in the back and when I am done I drag the body out there and leave it. When I return the flesh has been eaten and the bones are left for me. I carefully mix the cement and add the bones to the walls of my sanctuary.

I just finished adding the bones of my last victim. Nothing makes my cunt wetter then revealing in my evil and sadistic ways. Letting myself enjoy the pleasure it brings me as I cum right here in what was once a house of peace, but is now my house of pain.