One of my favorite things to do has always been to put on the scrubs I bought from the Salvation Army and hit the hospital. I love the halls that hold the terminally ill, the ones that have the bio hazard signs on the doors, the rooms that are high risk to enter and the halls that smell of rotting flesh while the feeling of despair hangs in the air, so thick you could cut it with a knife. I would often sit in the corner of the room after turning off the morphine drip, waiting for the extreme pain to hit so that I can rub out a good hard orgasm as I listen to them moan in agony. There are a couple of rooms that have great nooks that I can hide in. Those particular rooms are used to perform medical procedures that aren’t generally performed in a normal room. I have been able to witness several invasive procedures in these rooms that not only brought me great pleasure but gave me intense material to share with others on medical fetish phone sex calls. One time especially comes to mind. When I walked into his room the smell of rotting flesh was so strong that it almost made me gag. And I don’t gag easy. I pulled back the sheet and saw a huge chunk of flesh that was swollen, red and infected. i knew the flesh was deteriorating from the inside out. I heard the footsteps and backed into my hiding place and as I watched the doctor inject the Novocaine my heart sunk. Why do they do this? I kept watching and when I saw the scalpel sink into the skin, I felt the moisture begin to build in my panties. Watching the spewing puss and chunks of flesh, the stench that the infection produced when released, all served to stir the darkness inside me and I started to cum. I had to cover my mouth to stop the moan of pleasure as the primal orgasm escaped my cunt. Medical fetishes are so complex……
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Medical Fetish Phone Sex
Infestation
Prissy bitches are afraid of bugs and shit. I love bugs, and spiders. Anything creepy crawly I love. I love feeling them all over my naked body, going in and out of me. I saved a roach one day at school. This preppy bitch tried to kill it. She called me a freak and said I was a nasty fucking roach lover. After that day I wanted to smash her like she did to all other roaches. After her cheer practice she was the last one to leave the school. I took the spark plugs out of her car and stabbed her tires. Poor princess had to fucking walk home. I figured she would take a short cut through the woods by the school. That was where I would make my move. I had my shotgun full of rock salt ready to fire at her chest. I wanted the bitch to go down, not to die. I dragged her home and into the shed where I keep all my friends.
I cut off her clothes, and tied her up. I didn’t want her to hurt my friends when she woke up. After the bitch was tied up I went to work putting my friends all over her body. First was the maggots, then the roaches and finally my 8 legged freak. I loved the look on her face when she woke up. The bugs had worked their way inside of her cunt and her throat. I forced them into her ears. I wanted them to eat her. I fucked myself watching you squirming and listening to her scream. Then I heard a crunch. That fucking whore killed one of my friends. Now it was her turn to fucking die. My boots were nice and heavy, perfect to smash her fucking head like she smashed my friends. I was covered in her blood and brains. I let my friends eat on her for days. I fucking love feeding my friends.
Pussy for Sale
You bought me yesterday at that auction. What a bunch of sick fucks you all were. You laid us girls out like pieces of meat. We were stripped of our clothes and our legs spread one by one looking for the perfect pussy. You lined up and went down the row, shoving your fingers inside as you held each of our legs apart. Some of the assholes even tasted me like some sort of dinner buffet. The men standing by with guns made sure we did everything we were supposed to. After all, there was a lot of money at stake.
Girls for sale. Sex slaves to be bought for your darkest desires. Plucked off the street and hand picked by the best sellers. I felt the bright lights all over my body as my tits were groped and my ass slapped. The one guy even spit on me, just to see how I would react. I didn’t dare spit back. My heart was pounding as I was violated and I watched your eyes scan my body thinking of all your ass rape fantasies. You eventually picked me. I saw you pay the man, and then I was released from the row.

I was tied up and you took me home – yours to keep for as long as I could satisfy you. You threw me in a room full of clothes that looked used. Some had blood on them and I knew my fate was sealed. You told me to put on something that showed off my sweet pink cunt. I chose black, as I figured that was the color of your soul. I left my pussy out – and got on my knees so you could see every sweet juicy inch of it. I felt your fingers slide inside me. Despite myself, I came all over your rough hand. You laughed and grabbed me by the neck and pulled me towards your throbbing cock. I took it all in my mouth, and from there you fucked my face until I passed out. I knew when I closed my eyes that when I opened them again you would still be there, using my body up for every dollar you paid.
Run Run away
He found me sitting in the shade at the shitty truck stop. I had no money, no food and no hope in my eyes. He seemed so nice, he got me some food and asked me where I was going. I told him anywhere but here. I climbed up in his big truck, after a while I started getting sleepy. He started asking me weird questions and really started to scare me. I kept asking him to pull over, when he finally did he reached across me and opened the door. He kicked me in the back as I was climbing out.
That was when I realized that he put something in my food. I tried getting up to run from him, I was weak and in the middle of nowhere. He got to me laughing, pulling his zipper down and his cock out. He bent down and took a bite out of my ear. He laughed as he looked into my eyes. “You have some beautiful brown eyes, I think I’m going to fuck them.” He grabbed pliers and his knife and came at my eye. I was screaming and trying to bite him. He took the back of his knife and hit me right in the mouth. I was choking on my teeth and blood. The pain was horrible, he pulled my eye out. He made me look at my eye with my one good eye. He stuck it in my mouth and made me eat my fucking eye. He grabbed his knife and slit my throat. I was dying as he fucked my eye.
Snuff Porn; This Piggy Went To Market
I have been taking part in a rather tasty underground snuff porn market. I noticed that it was flooded with the kind of high quality flicks that I not only record but take part in as well. Lots of devious people travel to this market to get all kind of fun things they are looking for. That is when I decided that it was missing a key element to make it so much better, an open slut market. This would be a place where all taboo phone sex lovers could find there little play things for acting out every last fantasy. Of course they would be able to find an accomplice if they needed one too.
I spend the next week compiling little tasty treats of every size, age, sex and color. That was when I realized that I had picked the perfect little piglet for my good friend Dr. Fell. She was about 20, and thick in all of the right places. I kept her drugged up and called him to let him know I had found the perfect surprise for him. I invited him down to admire the market that I had put together. He was very impressed with his with his little accomplice. When I showed him what I hunted down for him he was ecstatic.
We took her home that night. Of course, with the drugs in her system she made the process a million times easier. Dr. Fell took time to unwrap his present and take a closer look at her. He took the shower head and began to spray her clean of all contaminants before taking her to the kitchen. She was so high she even held the bowl of oil on her plump belly so i could baste her properly. Dr. Fell stayed at my side talking to his thick meat telling her all she would be to him.
As we began to tie her arms to the pole she began to whimper as it was brought to reality that we were not playing. With one of us on either side we lifted her up and put her so she hovered over the open flame. She opened her mouth to let out a giant shriek when Dr.Fell placed an apple inside of her mouth making her silent. He placed a kiss on a forehead and thanked her one last time as we watched her roast over the open flames. The perfect me for Dr. Fell and I.
You Lied
You were the one guy I trusted. You promised you would help me get away from him. You told me that he was too cruel and that I deserved better. You made me believe that maybe, just maybe, I wasn’t a worthless fuckpig whore. He had told me that for so long that it took everything in my broken soul to believe you. I was terrified to try to escape him, but you convinced me that you would save me and protect me and treat me gentle.
The night finally came and you came to my room, a trusted servant by my master, to secretly take me away from the nightmare I had been raised in. I saw the passion on your face as you lifted me up and told me it would be okay. I held on tight as you carried me towards the window. I knew your plan was for us to climb out. Suddenly you stopped. You asked me if this is what I really wanted. I said yes. Right at that moment, my bedroom door swung open and there was my Master.

You dropped me like a ragdoll to the floor. I tried to reach for you but you kicked me away. I didn’t understand what was going on. My Master walked over and grabbed me by the hair and dragged me to the bed where he began smacking me relentlessly. You were shouting that I was a lying deceiving ungrateful dirty whore. He began fucking me as you watched. Then I realized – you never cared for me. It was all a test. You showed him I wasn’t broken enough. I really am just a worthless fuckpig. And I knew tonight that I would finally be broken for good.
Piece by Piece
Awake again and nothing has changed except my outfit. I don’t know why you keep dressing me up and putting makeup on me when you are just going to destroy me within minutes. I hear you coming down the hall and I am terrified for what today will hold. You cut me so badly last time that I never thought I would wake up. I look around and even the couch is new. I guess you couldn’t get the blood out of the last one.
My tits are covered, and I know its because you don’t want to see the bloody holes that are left where my nipples used to be. You are taking me apart piece by piece and I wonder what I will lose today. My tongue was first. I remember screaming my last scream. My last chance of anyone hearing me. You round the corner and in your hand is a large sledgehammer. I had never seen you without a blade. You walk towards me, grinning, and I pull back as far as the ropes will let me.

You swing the hammer towards me and it whiffs just past my nose. It would have killed me if you had made contact. But it was only to scare me. You love to terrify me, and you are excellent at it. I knew there would be pain, and I knew you wouldn’t take me out so quickly as to knock my head off. The hammer swung again, this time making contact with my right leg. I couldn’t scream of course, and the pain made me unable to even breathe. I watched my leg snap into pieces and bone and blood spray everywhere. You yanked on that ankle until the bottom of my leg came off and headed out of the room. The blood was pouring out of me, again, and I would faint soon. You had taken your next part, and would be back for more.
This Little Piggy Went To Market
He had this thing that turned him on. He loved to have a bitch squeal like a pig. She had to grovel and oink for him. It was the only way he could get off. The only thing that would allow him release. At first I got a kick out of it but after a while it became annoying as hell. I had to put an end to his bull shit. Ordering the razor lined condom was the most difficult part of the entire plan. I found the perfect pig outfit and put my plan in motion as soon as the condom came in. I was going to be his last little piggy. Once I was covered in his blood and there was nothing left of his shredded dick I would cook him just like a side of pork. The best part was going to be his crunchy, crackling skin. He would be seasoned to perfection and every inch of him was going taste so good. He would be oinking and squealing for me and it would be the last thing he ever did….
Snuff Porn Family Reunion
I love it when a client of mine wants to put together his own little snuff porn with a little girlie he has already picked out. I know that the passion in the taboo phone sex session is going to be so hot and heated that I am going to have to get my cunt off too. When he showed me the picture of the little slut I got really excited. She was cute, tiny framed and blonde. Her little thighs showed the cutest little thigh gap and the way her hips were still thin made you really want to bury your face into that little brats cunt. All I had to do was find the little slut on the street, which I did. She was a little hooker, been that way since her momma sold her she told me. Fuck yea, I was about to end all of her street walked pain. I told her I would pay her double what the peedos were paying for her tiny body to have some snuff fun. I do not know if it was the money or how naive she was but she was ready to go.
I took the little slut back to the warehouse that I was supposed to meet my client at. He gabbed her hands and held onto her. Her eyes welled up as she cried out “Let me go Daddy!” Daddy? that was certainly a surprise to me, but it was too late for her now. I slammed the heavy metal door behind me and locked her little ass inside. She screamed and tried to run away, she said she did not want to fuck her Daddy and that the deal was off. I giggled grabbing a handful of blonde hair and dragging her across the floor back to the feet of her father. She did not have an option, and the only one receiving payment would be me. I took two large fish hooks into my hand and put one in each side of her mouth, making the perfect fuck hole for daddy to start getting hard. She cried as the corners of her mouth started to bleed.
My client loved every second of it though! He grunted as he shoved his cock past her thin lips. He told her that she was a good little whore, just like her crack head mommy. She cried, cheap mascara running down her cheeks. He bent down sliding his cock from her mouth and smiled ear to ear and she braced herself against the concrete floors. He told her to cheer up as she cried begging him to stop, he had a surprise for her which I went and grabbed. Her mother’s severed head was starting to decay in my hand. I loved listening to her scream as I tossed it to her feet. Her Daddy said that was getting him good and horney and pulled her up to force fuck her. She tried to fight free, but I was going to teach her how to work it. Finally I got the go ahead to finish her off and slit her belly open. I reached in and grabbed his cock pulling it into my own pussy, his dying daughters body still on it and rode him till he came!
Snuff Porn Queen Dusty is Out For Blood
Snuff porn Queen Dusty is feeling a certain need to destroy someone today. Some guy royally pissed me off and he is about to get a dose of castration phone sex. I am livid and out for fucking blood! You see this total douche bag managed to fucking knock my bike over with his drunken stupor.
It just so happens this phlembag of a douche is a regular at this specific bar and I got just the information I need to track his ass down. You cannot hide from me I have my way of finding out what I need. So I get his address and make my plan after doing a drive by. Easy enough to break in and take care of what I need to do. So I park around the corner and head on over under the cloak of darkness. I let myself in and quietly find my way to where the douche is passed out.
Standing over him with a rag and duct tape I spit on him to see if he wakes. Nothing, Ok cool, I lean over and shove some panties in his mouth and put the duct tape across his mouth to silence any attempts to make noise. Grabbing my butcher knife from it’s case I lean in and start slicing his clothing off. Then I see my prize and grab my specimen jar filled with formaldehyde for preserving my token. With a clean slice I castrate this mother fucker as I look at how gigantic his eyes got. Laughing wildly I grab his cell phone and cut the cord to his home phone. See if he makes it through and when he does he’ll see the Polaroid of my bike.






















