Mutilation phone sex fun keeps my cunt dripping wet. The feeling of my knife slicing through skin and into a body sends jolts of electricity through my body and straight to my aching cunt. dismembering a body slowly and meticulously as I cauterize each area to stop the bleeding and add to the pain makes me cum hard over and over again. So when I saw the old gelatin at the auction I knew I had to have it. I brought it home and set out building the bed so that I could lay my victim down instead of having her kneel to be beheaded. I found a victim quickly all dressed in her cocktail waitress uniform, walking home in the dark, damp evening. After torturing her for a while I placed her on the gelatin facing up so that she could see the blade. Watching the tears streak down her face and seeing the fear in her eyes had me right on the edge of an earth shattering orgasm. As I released the blade and watched it cover in blood, severing her head, her body twitching, I fell to my knees as the force of my orgasm took over my body. I am going to have many nights of fun with my new toy
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Bloody Mutilation Phone Sex Fun
Gangbanged Druggie Trash
I woke up naked in a room full of gang members. I tried to remember how I ended up here during my frantic search for drugs. I felt bruised and battered. I looked down to see my body covered with giant bruises and scratches. My lip was swollen and I knew my eye was black. All I had wanted was a fix. Oh, they gave me one all right, mixed with something. My pussy felt like raw meat and I felt a slow trickle from my asshole. I touched myself and found blood. They had gang violated me and used me like a party favor. I didn’t fight back for I loved the flow of drugs into my veins.
I crawled towards the bathroom, hoping to find my clothes when I was pinned down. A foul smelling man was holding me down, trying to push a hard penis into my battered pussy. I bucked and arched but that just gave him quicker access. I felt my pussy queef and squish as he pushed into my cummy hole. He pulled my head back by my hair as he grunted his load deep inside of me. Leaking his jizz all over the floor, I began to crawl again, only to be dragged back by my feet. “Where ya going, Chica?” The night is young and we’re still horny.” He grabbed my arm and I felt the sweetness flow into my vein. They could do whatever they wanted to me as long as I felt this good. It’s the life of a druggy slut like me.
Keeping Your Dreams
Dream catchers have always fascinated me. Perhaps because of the connection to the spirit world that they are supposed to hold. That and what and how they are made if they are authentic. A dream catcher is supposed to be placed over where you sleep, good dreams flow through the center and bad ones are trapped in the web surrounding the center and destroyed by the morning light. The hoop is made of willow and the web is made of sinew, which is actually taken from animals and made of the fibrous tissue that connect muscle to bone. Eventually the willow dries and the tension of the sinew will break the hoop. I want to make reverse dream catchers. I want the nightmares to flow through the center and the good dreams to be trapped in the web. So I have the brilliant idea to change the materials I use to make the dream catcher. I am constructing them out of the body parts of my victims and giving them to all the brats at the playground instructing them to hang them over their beds. Next week I will return to the playground and see if my evil plan worked. Just the idea that the little fuckers have pieces of dead bodies hanging over their beds is a rush in itself.
Masked Men
Last night was amazing – your wildest party yet. I loved being bought and sold all night long to the men wearing the masks. I have bruises all over my body from where they grabbed me and smacked me and my knees are bleeding from being fucked so hard on all fours on the floor. I felt like the hottest fucking cum slut ever born when they were taking me in groups and doing things to me to cause so much pain the room would start to spin.
The one guy twisted my nipples so hard that they are bleeding today. My asshole is so sore I can barely walk, let alone sit down. They had two huge cocks pounding my tiny little ass at the same time. They all knew my name, and I know you did that on purpose. Or did you allow people in that actually knew me? I guess I will never know and if someone looks at me sideways in real life now I may wonder if he was the guy at the party making me drink his piss.
Once I was blindfolded and forced to eat someone’s pussy. I will never know who it was, as I hadn’t seen any women there but me. But I heard her say I am good and she wants me back next year. The voice sounded so familiar? You turned me into a fucking party game – a sick twisted fuckdoll for all those hard cocks to fuck any which way they liked. They were trading me like a dirty fuckpig – handing me off for a drink or a dollar and then fucking me harder than the last group. That feeling of being used and abused is my favorite – I know I am a worthless fuck toy – and you are the only man who truly knows how to prove to me that I am right.
Time is Up
He was being too sweet and I knew it. He allowed me to bathe for an hour and light scented candles and relax my body. He sent in a masseuse to rub me down and let me have hours alone in the dressing room to do my hair and makeup. He told me to look my most beautiful. I know sometimes he likes to use the video camera, but he still never cared what I looked like or how I felt. I had long wondered why he had kept me so long and this seemed like such a ritual I wondered if this would be my last night here.
I know he watches snuff porn late at night. I can hear the screams from the television upstairs from my cage in the basement. Maybe he just wanted me to look different for Halloween? My mind was racing, but once the massage was done I began to relax. I couldn’t let the terrifying thoughts I was having keep entering my mind or I wouldn’t be able to enjoy the pain he was surely going to inflict on me tonight. I found a silk gown waiting for me on the bed, and I put it on. It was see-through and the softest thing I had felt against my skin in months.
He came in the room and stared. No video camera and no audience tonight. It was just him and I. He offered me champagne and I drank it politely. My head started spinning almost immediately and I knew there was something in it. He took me gently and laid me back on the bed. He pulled off the silk gown and began running his rough hands over my soft skin. He fucked me so gently it was almost as if he were making love to me. But I knew it had to be the drugs – he was a monster and incapable of that. I had seen the darkness in his eyes the first time we met.
He fucked my mouth, my tits, my pussy and my ass. He kept telling me how beautiful I was and then he said something that sent chills all through me – “I am going to miss you, Stephanie, you are my favorite little pain whore.”. My body felt so good I didn’t even want to fight it. He guided me back into the bathroom and ran some more warm bath water. He helped me climb in, I was like a baby lamb barely able to stand. I sank down into the warm water and my head fell back. I saw the blade in his hand and I knew tonight was the night. I was to be sacrificed so that another could take my place in his home. I felt the blade go deep in my throat and I began choking. It seemed like a dream but it wasn’t. The bath water turned red and then I watched as he stood up and then pissed all over my dying body. It felt warm against my cold skin and somehow I was grateful to have been his favorite.
Spill My Blood
For a snuff whore like me, every day is Halloween. In fact, every day is more gruesome than any Halloween you’ve ever experienced. Reach into that deep dark part of your mind – the part where you only go when you’re alone in the dark with a raging hard-on and some pent up anger. Now imagine me there. Little tiny me. Mocking you for being such a coward, all the while knowing you have rage within you that could rip me to pieces. Pretend I am the last girl that shot you down. The last worthless slut that walked out of your life.
Now take that knife in your hand and dig deeper into your mind and into the black parts of your soul. Press it against my naked quivering body and watch as my nipples grow hard. Don’t hold back that anger… let it out. Cut my cheek first – slowly – and watch the blood flow down off my chin as if it were sweet red cum. Feel the burning rage flow through your body and imagine your hands around my tiny throat. Choking me until my lips turn blue and my eyes bulge out of my head. Then let go. Let me catch my breath long enough to see you bring the knife back in front of my face.
Make me beg for my life. Tell me you are my worst fucking nightmare and that tonight I am going to die. Grab one of my tits and slice my nipple off with one swift motion. Before I can scream you kiss me hard. I try to bite you but you slap me so hard my head is spinning. Stick the knife to my throat as you fuck me in the ass until its raw. Tell me I am going to hell and that I will be in pain until I get there. Take me there. Watch the blood pour down my body. Let each drop, each red line, represent someone you hate. Make them all bleed by making me bleed. Crush my throat in your grasp while you make me apologize for all their sins. Then take me there. Take me to that dark place, and never let me go.
Medical Fetish Role Play
Everyone has their own twisted little kink. For Myself, I am one Huge Twisted Kink all knotted up into one Person. I like it that way. For some a kink goes way beyond wearing leather and playing around with fuzzy handcuffs. These are the ones I wish to spend My time with, in real life as well as on the phone. Not only do those with whom I entertain have a wonderful time, but I do as well.
One of My personal Fetishes outside of the world of Phone Sex is the Medical Fetish. I adore it! Although exams, and check up play is fun, I enjoy the more pain educing Medical Fetish play. Not pain for Me mind you, but inflicting pain on others. There is nothing more satisfying then strapping someone in a Gyno chair, shoving a Double Ratchet Mouth Gag in and watching as the victim, er, person tries ever so hard to swallow their own spit. Delicious. Of course there are other things to be used, for example: Catheters, Bar Rectal Speculums, Auvard Weighted Speculums, Anal Retractors, Anal Hole Spreaders, Sounds, Tens Units, and Dissecting Kits. Those are just a few, there are many many more instruments that can be used, however, those are some of my favorites.
To watch the body shutter, watch as the penis becomes erect, or the clit engorges despite the pain makes it orgasmic for Me. I want to see tears, I want to see marks, I want to be the best Sadistic Nurse/Doctor I can be. For Me this is a great night of play, one in which I do not get to enjoy often. However, when I do, My patients leave satisfied and worse off then when they came into My office, and that is just the way the B/both of U/us like it.
Bloody Fucking Howl-o-ween snuff fantasy porn
Finally, Halloween. The holiday where I can be my wicked self. I have plans this year. My fuck partner and I have decided that a little teen Trick-or-Treater would be a fun party favor. I’m going to a white trash neighborhood to find one. The good thing about white trash is that they could care less about their welfare offspring. I’ll just grab one quick. She fights me all the way to the car but I’m dressed as a zombie and people think it’s an act. Won’t her mama be surprised when she doesn’t come home tonight?
Then it’s back to our dungeon for a real “treat.” I’ll tie that little fucker up, still in her costume. She’ll scream for her mommy and I’ll kick her in the head to shut her up. Demon will be preparing the objects of torture. Knives, scalpels, electric prod, curling iron. I see the fear in her eyes and it makes me wet.
Two hours later and I’ve cum in my panties 4 times. Snuff fantasy porn really gets me off. She is barely recognizable in all of the gore. Demon has his cock out as he tortures her. Screams fill the air but people think they are part of Halloween. Her tiny nipples are gone. She is covered with burns, the smell of flesh in the air. I’ve cut the Archilles tendons in her feet so she cannot run. The noose around her neck is embedded in her flesh and she gasps for air. It’s cunny time for Demon. His evil 12 inch dong is burning with lust and hatred. He rips off her panties to reveal her pretty, smooth pink clamshell. He cruelly rams a fat finger to the hilt. She screams in pain. He follows with a thrust of his demon whip and she bleeds profusely. I lean down and take a lick. Mmmmm, virgin blood. I grab the curling iron and ram her in the pussy, fucking her, cauterizing the blood flow. Demon pushes me away. “Time to die.” he whispers. He falls upon her, shoving viciously into her burnt cunt. I grab her by the noose and pull it tight. Her eyes roll inward and her body twitches. He comes with a howl, and then grabs me. I await my masters fuck stick as he pins me to the floor and conjures up the other demons. They all feast on virgin blood and take turns fucking me.
The night is not over. The demons still thirst. Hide those brats cause I’m coming for them.
All Hallows Eve Madness
This Halloween will bring an end to her madness. I have had her for some time now and she has gone mad. Watching her sanity slowly slip away has been a journey of erotic satisfaction for me. She has gotten loose in the basement and I had to chain the door shut. Listening to her wail and chant incoherently has been the catalyst for many days and nights of hot masturbation, making me cum very hard. It has also given me time to plan the perfect snuff ending for my insane little prisoner. I love when she pushes the trap door of the basement open and stares at me with her wild eyes and filthy face chanting that she is coming for me. What she doesn’t know is the clock is ticking and her time is almost up. On All Hallows Eve when the moon is high and the night is dark I am letting her out of the basement through the outside entrance. As she is flailing and chanting in the cool crisp air I am going to pull out my cross bow and systematically hunt her down. Legs first rendering her immobile. As I let my arrows fly, hitting strategically to cause her pain, I will become weak from the intense orgasms that her end will bring me. The shrill of her insane screaming will fill the night air and bring the juices flowing from my cunt.
What could be better than snuff sex?
All this anger I have and all this craving for blood… I don’t know what to do with it other than let these frustrations go in the best way possible which is snuff sex. I need to feel their limp bodies as I fuck those tiny cunts. I love to hold them down, feel their hot tears as I choke the life out of them while you force your cock from their tiny bleeding cunts to their raw ripped apart ass. Completely used to the very fullest. I love to feel them choking under my hands as their tiny cunt is violated to the very fullest then their ass stretched out with my fist! Their tears mean nothing to me except a little extra lube for my pussy and his cock. She can choke on his whole cock for all I care. Feel it being pushed deep down her throat. Mmm, I love making her take this cock and all the torture and punishment there is to go with it! Maybe next time around she will learn to be a smart whore, but this time I am going to kill this bitch with my bare hands as she gets fucked nice and fucking hard, pathetic cum dumpster.