Category: Sadistic phone sex

Castration ass fucker strikes again

Castration phone sex

You’ve found me again, followed and stalked for your evil fuck ways. I thought I would never see your dead eyes again but you can’t stop thinking about me, the pretty blonde bitch with the great ass. A killer after dark, using me as a torture device. I love this shit and never forgot our first date. You showed me your dungeon of collected cocks you’ve taken from your victims just to take all your rage and rape fantasies out on pretty girls like me. Filming me at the same time for your sick fuck mind to look back at.

Castration cock fucker holding me hostage..

I never forgot the wall of big dead dick’s. You were so proud of all the castration and killing trying to impress a princess like myself. However, I live for the torture you perform on me. Strapping me down by my hands and feet. I’m unable to move and barely breathe. I love the fear you give me as you start spreading my legs. You’re so damn proud of your stolen obgyn table. The stirrups give you the best view of my creamy cunt ready to take some of those cut up bloody cocks. “Are you ready you little whore?” you ask. “Give it your best” I tell you.

Dr Domination and all his rage…

You gag my mouth, clamp my tits and shove a deadly broken 13inch dead BBC inside me. It feels like I’m getting rammed by sausage gone bad. Ripping, tearing and shredding my little insides. Tears running down my eyes as you look around for the next one to shove in. With two fingers in my ass and a dead dick filling my swollen red sloppy wet pussy your rapidly fuck me. I can’t move or scream, just whimpering and barely able to see. This would be such a nightmare to most girls but for me it’s sweet dark intimacy. Thrusting my hips up and down. Swirling my ass side to side. I wanna feel this deadbeat girth to the fullest.

“Squirt for me bitch”. As you go harder. Don’t temp me honey because my fresh juices will cover your face. You pull up a stool to make sure your in full view, spreading me further and further till my cervix couldn’t take it. My ass starts pumping and I can feel that cold shaft tapping my stomach. “Holy shit….”I mumble scream and cream at the same time. Just as you asked you sick fuck, I covered your evil creepy face good.

Torture Sex is The Best Kind of Dark Pleasure

With Torture sex on my mind, I prowl the streets at night with hunger for the hunt. Then he catches my eye, muscular, dark hair, pale skin and oblivious. So I take to stalking him silently, through the alley behind the club. That’s when I strike, pressing chloroform to his mouth.

He thrashes wildly against me, cock hardening instinctively in his panic as his body grinds mine before he slumps limp. Then I drag him to my basement sanctuary.

Torture Sex

Here I bind him to the chair, with brutality, leather restraints carving into his wrists and ankles until blood trickles.

When he wakes groggy; I smile and seize my pliers. Of which I clamp on his front incisor, twisting slowly until roots tear free with a wet snap. Blood gushes; he howls, the vibration rippling through me, soaking my cunt instantly.

Next, I yank each tooth methodically—molars crunching like gravel, canines ripping with fleshy pops—blood spraying my face and tits.

Which I smear over my hardening nipples, moaning as I lick the metallic tang from my fingers.

Torture Sex Drive Me Hotter Than Hell’s Deepest Core

Next, wire cutters. With these I pinch fingernails, snipping them off at the quick, then peel back the raw beds with deliberate twists. As skin tears in bloody strips; fresh screams echo as pus and blood ooze. Now I grind my thighs together, clit throbbing from his agony.

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Box cutter in hand, I slice shallow grids across his chest and abdomen—flaps of skin peeling back to expose quivering fat. Making blood well thick; I finger the wounds. Then plunging my bloody digits into my dripping pussy, fucking myself slowly while he sobs.

Up next, the cattle prod, it hums alive. This I jab his thighs—flesh sizzles black. Then I shock his nipples until they blister. Finally, his balls and cock—watching it twitch and leak despite the burn.

Consequently, the odor of terror-sweat and scorched meat fill the air. This has my clit pulsing with every convulsion.

Finally, I chain him suspended, feet dangling helplessly. With my ritual knife gleaming, I carve deep into his stomach, guts spilling slick and steaming.

As I slice pectorals open, flaying skin from muscle, carving sigils into raw flesh while blood cascades.

Now his weakening moans fuel my dark ecstasy of Sadistic Phone Sex

In this final moment, blade to throat. Acceptance fills his eyes. And I slash deep—arteries erupt in scalding sprays across my face, neck, dripping between my breasts.

His twitching death throes trigger my release—cunt spasming violently, squirting down my thighs in profane climax.

Now I kneel in his cooling pool, fingers plunging into my soaked hole through the gore. Power surges; I cum again, screaming into the void.

This is my rapture, Gothic Phone Sex, – hunting, torturing, killing. The night beckons; I hunt forever.

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A Snuff Phone Sex Valentine’s Day I Did Not Ask For, But I Got It

snuff phone sexPerhaps you could say I enjoyed a snuff phone sex weekend. Many men wanted to explore their violent fantasies about mommy for Valentine’s Day. Nobody gave me flowers or candy. But they did give me bruises and sore fuck holes.

My stepson wanted to live stream a Valentine’s Day edition with his redheaded stepmom. Since he blackmails me and bribes me with cocaine, I never have much choice in the matter. He gives me the best blow. However, he makes me work harder for it than any of those other drug dealers or snuff film makers. While the camera rolled, he said some silly little Valentine’s Day poem about turning his mommy black and blue. When I saw him put a bunch of oranges in a pillow sack, I knew what came next.

A good beat down came next. He said batter up and the tips came in. Then he started beating me black and blue. You would think that a pillowcase full of oranges would not hurt, but it feels almost as painful as somebody punching the crap out of you. We heard a crack and then I could barely breathe. For a moment, I thought uh oh I’m making a snuff porn, and I will die accidentally on Valentine’s Day. And although he broke a rib at least it didn’t puncture my lung. But he didn’t stop beating me even after he cracked my rib.

My Stepson Beats Me Black and Blue But He Gives Me the Best Blow

Likely, most of my ribs he cracked in the past. It’s painful. But they heal with time and rest. Clearly, he needed money. And since I am his cash cow, I came to the rescue. Truth be told I needed a bunch of blow to keep up with my two biological sons and their 10 friends that spent the weekend with us. To be a gang bang mommy whore requires a lot of cocaine. The kind of cocaine only my stepson can provide.

At least my boy let me do lines of cocaine in between every beat down, because honestly, I didn’t feel any pain until the cocaine wore off. But he did leave my body battered. Black and blue. I came up with a lie that I fell down the stairs. Blamed it on the dog. My husband believed that I tripped over the dog because he thinks he married a typical suburban housewife. But he really married a druggie whore who stars in snuff movies so she can get cocaine. And he has no clue that I’m his first son’s cash cow whore.

Teen Rape Porn And The Stinky Pussy

Teen rape porn Teen rape porn makes men take pussy, my foster brother is addicted to it, and it turns him into a sick fuck, he comes into my room whenever he gets a hard on and forces me to suck his fucking cock. 

Tried telling my foster mom but she called me a lying whore then made me lick her unwashed cunt until it was clean, I ate a day’s worth of funk and cum, if I gagged, she punched me upside my head. 

Probably would not have cared much if her pussy wasn’t so smelly, she is really sexy, but that pussy smells bad. 

I think she fucked three or more guys without washing after, my mouth was springing water as her scent wafted across my nostrils, licking her stinky pussy kinda turned me on, knowing I was tasting the cum of different men. 

My foster fathers cum was definitely inside of her, I could taste his salty sweet cum, foster brother too, his taste really sour, guess from his poor diet. I can’t imagine who the third deposit belongs to; it was rather sweet and extra sticky. 

Oh, great here comes foster daddy, guess it’s time for my weekly ass fuck session, he is obsessed with my asshole, he worships it with his thick tongue and a few dildos and butt plugs every Saturday morning. I kinda like it, he is always really gentle with my asshole, his little cock leaks without him even stroking it, think he really enjoys our anal play time. 

Mutilation phone sex loving slut

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Let’s celebrate Valentine’s day by cutting out a dumb slut’s heart on a hot, mutilation phone sex call.

We can crack her chest open and rip her organs out one by one, saving her heart for last.

I want it fresh and still faintly pulsing when I pluck it out and take a big bite of it.

You can pump your rock hard rod into my cunt while I chew it all up!

That’s what Daddy had me do and my pussy has never gushed more!

He picks me up when he needs an evil accomplice that won’t hesitate to get the job done.

The bitch was stretched out across his work bench and tied down tightly.

She was already so weak from the way Daddy had been abusing her for the last few days.

Her face was a bloody, swollen and bruised mess.

Big patches of her hair had been ripped out exposing her raw and bleeding scalp.

Her limbs were all snapped, twisted and mangled.

Just from looking at her, I could tell that he had ripped her open from cunt to asshole.

It made me feel special knowing that Daddy had held back from snuffing her out so that we could do it together.

I knew that making her scream and beg for her life would make his cock stiff.

Squeezing this bitch’s mutilated face, I forced her mouth open.

I slurped her bloody tongue into my mouth and bit down, sinking my teeth into it.

My teeth went through her tongue like a hot knife through butter and I bit it right off.

Chewing it up and spewing it across her face made Daddy excited.

While I used a rusty pair of pliers to pry her teeth out of her skull, Daddy drilled his cock into my wet, horny pussy.

She was already so weak and drained of blood that she couldn’t put up much of a fight.

After a few minutes she stopped screaming and got all limp.

That’s when I took Daddy’s saw to her chest.

It was messy and blood sprayed everywhere but we got her chest split open.

 I got to live out my lifelong dream of eating a human heart and Daddy got to watch me snuff out yet another bitch while he fucked me!

 

 

Taboo Phone Sex fantasies with Cora & her Step-Bro!

Taboo Phone Sex

 

Taboo Phone Sex fantasies like when my stepbrother spends the weekend for Valentine’s Day!

I had no idea he was going to intrude on my plans of spending the holiday alone!

I bought a new vibrator I wanted to try out!

But now he is saying he is staying with me!

Guess he will just have to overhear me breaking my own hymen and making myself squirt!

He will just have to enjoy the sounds and the vibrations against my clit that make me scream.

If I’m lucky, maybe he will climb into my bed and help fuck me!

Screw the silicone cock give me the real deal!

I’ve always wanted to fuck my step bros’ thick, veiny cock anyway, so now is the perfect time to pounce!

 

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Sadistic phone sex & Making More Holes for Him to Fuck

Sadistic Phone SexOne thing about me, I can be an evil, vile little bitch. That’s why I enjoy Sadistic phone sex to the fullest. What guys don’t understand when they call is what a dangerous question it is to ask ” Well Faith, what are you into… what makes you hot?” Usually I giggle, and go on about some more vanilla-ish things that do turn me on, while still heiring on the taboo side. Next to being a victim turned killer, I also like incest, and all forced fantasy play, and have even met a time or 2 that furry friends have gotten me excited.

I Love Snuff, Debauchery, Depravity and all things Taboo

Then I had this call with Randall. Randall has quickly moved up the ranks and has become a favorite fuck of mine. He just has this innocence about him ( that I secretly want to ruin in every way) and oozes boyish charm, all the while feeling unusually sinister in his own way. I get incredibly turned on when he calls, My snatch always soaks my panties at his cute, “hello”.

Last night I wanted to take care of Randall, so I told him that I would have a sweet surprise for him when he got home from work. While he was at work. I managed to go to the mall and befriend a beautiful, sweet, shy redhead. She was just hanging out with some friends… I told her is was my Husbands Birthday and I really wanted to take him out tonight but alas we just could not find a babysitter.

She volunteered to come home with me. Once I got her home, I knocked her out. Dragging her lip body upstairs. I stripped her of all clothes Restraining her to our four poster bed. . Her Pale skin so soft reminding me of the purest milk. Long red hair, that shined like fire, draped over her shoulders. Milky soft natural tits with pale pink nipples so pillowy and supple. Then, her tight taught little cunt with the softest little muff of bright red Pussy Hair.

The damage I intended to do, was giving me euphoria

Upon Randall’s arrival home. I tell him of his surprise that awaits him. We both go up to the bedroom. Where a once calm and quiet Teen girl, is now wriggling and writhing against her restraints. The crying and begging alone was causing my cunt to leak and making my nipples hard enough to cut diamonds. I told Randall I wanted to watch him assault her holes all of them, violently.  I knew her cunt had been used, so I wanted him to break her asshole open.

Once Randall penetrated all her holes, stretching them out. I made knew ones with  a sharp blade, sticking her above her rib but beneath her rib cage. That’s the softest. Making the hole small enough for him to feel like he was taking her virginity. I watch as Randall worked and forced his cock into her side, forcing warm sticky slick blood to gush out of her opening and coating him.

Fisting her tight cunt. I Loved making her Scream. Watching her eyes Blare all the way open. Wide and alert, to each touch, and rip. Feeling all the pain we wanted her to endure. I urged Randall to cum, to fill his new hole with his spunk. Watching him pump, and fuck our home made hole, was making me tetter on the edge.

Finally I reach for the blade again, and commence to splitting her from sternum to snatch. I wanted to be elbow deep inside our little prize as Randall found his sweet release in such and unsuspecting victim.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Make Rena’s Cunt Throb

Rape phone sex fantasies are something that stay in my mind every day.  It’s so hot to fantasize about a hot man I meet out maybe at a club.  Before I know it, he forced himself inside of me causing excruciating pain with each thrust while his other hand clamped over mouth muffling any cries for help that might escape past his fingers digging into cheeks . His breath hot on neck sending shivers down spine despite surroundings being so terrifying . He continued pounding my cunt relentlessly until finally spent leaving mess within depths soul aching more than physical wounds ever could have imagined possible.

Forcing Himself On Me

His cock was so throbbing hard but I couldn’t decide. Did I like it. Was my pussy really this wet over this man forcing his cock inside my cunt.  He was so big it touched my insides in places I didn’t know possible.  He kept coming down and biting my tits making my nipples rock hard.  The bite mark surrounded my nipple. It looked kind of hot.rape phone sex fantasies

I don’t remember much after that. All I know is that when he finally left me alone, I was a broken shell of the person I used to be. My body ached in places it shouldn’t have been possible for something so small to cause so much pain. There were tears streaked across my face and dried blood between my legs from where he had violated me over and over again without any care or regard for my wellbeing.

It took what felt like an eternity before someone found me; by then it was already too late – the damage had been done both physically and emotionally. The police were called, but even they couldn’t bring back what had been taken from me that night…my innocence, my trust, maybe even a part of myself that will never recover from this horrific experience.

I Belong in Snuff Movies, That’s What Men Tell Me

snuff moviesSo many people think I belong in snuff movies. Although, I’ve made a few, I honestly try to avoid the snuff world, believe it or not. I survived nine days snowed in with my family. Surprisingly enough, I successfully traded enough cocaine to last for the blizzard.

But yesterday the weather felt great. For once, it did not feel like single-digit weather. And I decided to go out and see if I could score some more coke so I could watch the Super Bowl with my boys and their friends. Plus, I think I experienced some cabin fever. I just needed to get out of the house.

I went to this little dive bar first because I thought I could party with some old blue-collar workers. They love to share their coke. Although I’m talking about a bump here and a bump there. It’s not like I would walk away with a huge bag of coke. This bar appeared safe. But then I saw him. And I almost pissed myself.

I saw a snuff porn director who I’ve worked for in the past. The last time I did, he sent me to the ER, with a broken arm and a fractured ankle. Not to mention all the bruises. But when I went to the ER, they all assumed my husband beat me up. I never confirmed that, but I never denied it either. Once he saw me, I could not escape. I think I pissed him off with polite pleasantries. He pushed me into a single stall bathroom. And I tried not to panic.

Sometimes, I Wonder if I Will Dying Trying to Score Blow

He pulled out some coke from his pocket. And I should’ve known better. As soon as I got a taste of his excellent cocaine, he started strangling me. Hard. I thought he might crush my windpipe. He held me against the wall with his hand on my throat. And I heard him unzip his pants. Strangling felt like the least of the evils. He wanted to explore his rape phone sex fantasies with me.

The music sounded so loud outside, combined with all the talking. I didn’t think anybody would hear me scream. But he kept his hand on my throat the entire time so I could not truly scream as he forced his cock in and out of my pussy. At least he let me get high first, I thought to myself. Maybe he didn’t want me to feel the pain.

He fucked my pussy hard. By the time he finished, he released his grip on my throat, and I fell to the ground with a thud. He spit on me and called me a whore. Tossed me a little bag of coke to get me through game at best. Now I have a ring around my neck from his hands. And I still don’t have enough coke to get through another week.

Bloody phone sex spares the wicked and uses the weak

Bloody phone sex Bloody phone sex hails the Dark Lord! Hail Satan, may this little slut with a bald pussy and flat chest.

I know how to pick them! I like long blonde hair, blue eyes, and freckles. Sometimes I like to make it hard on myself and grab a feisty one!

See, the more they suffer, emotionally and physically, the more power the Dark Lord gives us!

Hail Satan, baby, put your cock inside her mouth and face fuck her till her lips turn blue. We’ll give her some air because we don’t want her to die too fast.

I need my knife play!

Our sadistic fantasies come alive when I pull out my knife. Hold her down while I slice away at her soft, fresh skin. Satan, watch me defile her little cunt with my blade. Every shriek of torment, every bead of blood that falls is all for Satan!

Do you want to live forever? Have a hard dick and super strength? Then help me ruin this little brat. You know you will love the feeling of a tight, tiny hole! It’s even better when she bleeds!

I won’t stab her too much. I need you and your hard cock to seal the deal. To align yourself with the Prince of Darkness, you must fuck her bloody cunt to death! The torture will turn into Snuff sex, and you will shoot your load at her last breath!

You will pump your cock hard and fast, covering your cock in her blood. Now that we have her spoiled, I take my knife and slice her neck wide open. We both shower in it and hail Satan!