Category: Sadistic phone sex

Your Pain My Pleasure

 

torture phonesex angieIt is time to inflict pain again and this twisted bitch is feeling extremely wicked. I am feeling like this should be a family affair. And that it should last a few days maybe even a week. I know just who is going to satisfy this wicked and twisted desire building in my heart, my head and my crotch. They are a story book family with a sweet little mommy and a rugged handsome daddy, the little boy looks just like his daddy and the little girl looks just like her mommy. They couldn’t be more story book then if they came off the pages of a rustic novel. Makes you want to gag doesn’t it? I took them this afternoon, a lovely Sunday, sun shining, birds chirping and them in their Sunday best returning from church. Fuck me I think I just puked a little in my own mouth. Once they are secured in the basement I start the fire pit in the middle of the room. torture phonesex caulronMy huge iron kettle filled with water is heating to a beautiful boil. They are all sobbing and scared just like I want them. I slowly undress in front of them rubbing and pinching my hardening nipples and licking my fingers covered in my juices while I wait for the the water to boil. As the steam begins to rise and the bubbles start to rise and pop I know it’s so hot it will burn the skin off of that cute little girls arms. Grabbing her by the hair while her parents and brother watch I take her arm and shove it in the boiling water. To my satisfaction she screams and pisses all over the floor and when I pull her arm out the blisters begin to form as soon as her arm hits the chill in the air. Her mother is hysterical, her father is furious and I am in my element. I go upstairs for a drink and dinner leaving them there. But I will be back for more. I think after dinner I will remove daddy’s balls and cauterize the wound. We shall see….torture phonesex arm

Cinderella

Taboo phone sexWhen I was a young girl I HATED the Disney movie Cinderella. I remember my Mother popping it into the DVD player and sitting me in front of it.  She had told me it was a great movie that all girls my age loved.  I was actually a bit excited to see it.  Then it started, what a horrible piece of shit fairytale this pile of brain numbing junk movie was.  Bitch was forced to do housework? What? Bitch please.  You are young, fucking leave you stupid cunt. I was disgusted by her worthless useless self.  I didn’t even watch all of it, my Mother was very disappointed that I didn’t like the movie.  Tough shit Mother, tough shit.

That night while tucking me in my Mother asked me what I didn’t like about the movie.  I told her exactly what I said above, and ended up getting my mouth washed out with soap.  It wasn’t the first time, and it wouldn’t be the last.  I thought that maybe I should come up with my own Cinderella story to tell my Mother so she could see that the movie was just a load of shit.

Accomplice phone sexIn my story Cinderella was a doll, whom had an evil spirit dwelling inside of it.  She was taken to an orphanage where all the little girls played with her.  However, there was one girl in particular who the doll held a certain fascination for.  The Demonic presence inside the doll took over the girl, whom became an embodiment of the doll.  Cinderella went around the orphanage scaring the shit out of the loser orphans.  She would raise up at night, climb over them, bite them, cut them, fuck them, what ever she wanted.  Eventually Cinderella ended up in a psych unit where she continued to do all her weird shit.  It was a wonderful twist to the story, at least I thought so, my Mother however, did not.  She backed away from me, there was something in her eyes that made me think she was frightened.  It’s so hot to know that I scared the shit out of my Mother that badly that from that day forward, she would never ever be alone with me again, and she got a lock for her bedroom door.  Meanwhile, I would go over my story over and over again in my head.  To date, Cinderella is still in the mental hospital doling out sick and twisted enjoyment for all.

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Crack Fuck

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There are times when I like to go out searching for some slum pussy.  I know it’s disgusting for most people, but for me it’s so hot.  Dirty, filthy cracked up bitches  just will do anything to make money to get their next rock.  It can be damned incredible.  The thing I don’t like about it though is they constantly talk.  I do not know if that’s like some sort of fucked up side effect of the snow pebble, or if they just like to hear themselves speak.  Some of the shit they say is pretty fucking funny, it makes no sense what so ever.

I have a favorite pipe princess who has a very sweet pussy.  I fuck guys too, but not often, I love pussy.  She always smiles when she sees me walk into her crack house.  I go there just to find her.  She is always there, in a corner just fucked up out of her mind, but she recognizes me right away.

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There are a shit load of pathetic bitches in this place.  Drug use to me is a weakness.  I have no respect for hard core drug users, but if they want to get so fucked up to the point where they lose their teeth, then that’s on them.  I don’t really care.  To me they are just bugs that can be eradicated at any moment. Worthless burdens on the whole fucking world.  However, my little Crack Fuck has something about her that just gets under my skin and I need to abuse her pussy for my pleasure.  She pretends to like everything I do to her, but I know she doesn’t, which is why I enjoy it so much.  I think the bitch actually loves me.  I take her home for a night of torture and pussy pounding and she gets paid, which makes her slum cunt the perfect play toy.

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Erotic S & M And Bondage With Wicked Aria

We know each other like the back of our hand, sometimes all you need to do is give me that certain look and I know exactly what it is you need. I’m the perfect Accomplice because I am a chameleon when it comes to switching up my look to deceive and confuse these worthless, doomed little fucks.

I can sound and look so demure and sweet, no one could possibly envision me doing anything that would hurt someone so innocent and defenseless…Mmmm, such fucking fools! I get off on luring these brainless, useless little cunts into believing I am someone they can count on to protect and care for them.

In reality, I want nothing more than to see the look of sheer terror and disbelief in their wide eyes after it dawns on them that I am their worst nightmare come true, and their fate is sealed. Do I feel any pity for these pathetic pieces of flesh…..fuck no!

They let their guard down with the wrong Bitch and now they’ve let the Devil inside their own home, so they have only themselves to blame for the deviant, evil and sadistic torture that we are about to inflict upon her young, untouched, tiny body.

Mmm, my pussy is aching and so wet at the thought of how we’re going to relish in the pleasure of devouring and shredding her perfect, little cunt. Your cock is throbbing right now isn’t it baby, are you ready to begin satisfying our hunger for that bald, tight pussy? Fucking with her worthless mind and body is all set up and ready to begin…

I Love The View

 

torture phonesex angieI haven’t had the urge to crash a funeral in a long time. But yesterday the desire was over whelming! Looking in the obituaries I was happy to see that there were four viewings scheduled almost back to back that I could make. To my delight one was very young, one was a young adult and two were elderly. It isn’t often that I get a variety like that in one day. I do so love the little ones and the young adults, it is usually the elderly. But when I am in this mood dead flesh is dead flesh and the rush is awesome. I put on my black dress with my little hat and veil that keeps the family from seeing my face and hides the looks of pleasure when I am at the coffin, touching the cold body while positioning my self in a way that I can rub my hot cunt at the same time. The first of the four was a gentleman that looked like he had lived a long life. Even in death the mischief on his face was evident and I knew he was a cantankerous man. Touching his lips and running my hands over his corpse was just a tease for what I really wanted, the very young one, which was viewing number three. He was the one that gave me the most pleasure. I was able to get to the coffin just as they were closing it and I slipped a trinket from his hands, a small wooden baseball bat that his family had placed there because he loved to play ball so much. When I got home I laid in bed thinking of his feel and the way he looked and as mu cunt got wet I fucked myself with his little bat! The orgasm was out standing! I don’t know why I wait so long in between funerals when I love it so much!torture phonesex viewing

Mutalation Madness

torture phonesex karmaI love digging through the dumpster at the hospital. You find all kinds of interesting things. Yesterday I found an annal speculum. Today I am going to find someone to use it on in both the medical sense of the word and the sadistic one. I tried all day and couldn’t find one single mark so I guess it is back to the old standby. I saw a beautiful big German Shepard in someones yard. He barked like a mad man till I got up to him with some raw meat. A little bit of fight and it is all gone for food. He followed me all the way home. All the way to his doom. It has been a long time since I mutilated an animal and my cunt was on fire! I love it when I start and their animal instinct kicks in, when they try to bite and fight to survive, hearing them yelp and whine, spurs me on. The first hing I had to do was use my new toy, shoving it up his ass and spreading it wide open as far as it could go. The howls of pain were music to my ears! Then I poured hot wax inside him and the cries became yelps. By the end of my torture he was mutilated beyond recognition. The fun part was taking him back and dumping him in his yard watching from the bushes as his family found him. I had another great orgasm watching them cry over his mutilated corpse!torture phonesex mutilation

Unique Gifting

Taboo phone sexGifts are wonderful things.  Being able to get just the right gift to give to someone is even more wonderful.  There are many in this world who are very hard to buy for.  They have everything one could want already.  Finding that something extra special takes some time, and you must know the right people.  I am one of those “right” people. 

Two months ago I received a call from a woman who wanted to give her Husband the ultimate gift.  She was blunt about what she wanted, she has been trying for years to make this happen.  Unfortunately for her those who she has contacted in the past were unable to deliver, or would just simply hang up on her.  I however, did not.  I listened to the specifics and told her it wouldn’t be a problem.  She didn’t believe me.  Fuck her.

It took me two weeks to find what she wanted.  I am not sure how others were unable to do this, perhaps an attack of conscience, or maybe they have a soft side.  I have no soft side, it’s weak as hell to have one.  I am not weak in the least.  I phoned the woman back, she was shocked to hear from me.  I told her that I could keep the gift, for a fee of course.  She asked for proof, I sent her pictures, she sent me the fee.

When the big day arrived for the gift to be delivered I was actually invited to stay and watch.  There the gift was, dressed as a common whore.  She was used by many men and many “things”.  I sat and watched drinking some champs and eating birthday cake.  It was a fabulous night.  When I left she was moaning on the floor, disorientated, eyes devoid of any more humanity, pain wracking her body.  It was delicious.  I think I found a new job as a party planner, what do you think?

Sadistic Whore!

Sadistic phone sex with StormI realized at a young age what  a real pain whore I am. I always longed for Daddy to punish me and use me. He liked to get the belt out and use it on me. He would beat me as he was fucking me.  I grew to really love the pain. I would play with myself at night thinking about how good the pain felt. It got to where I couldn’t cum unless there was some type of pain involved. Then one day Daddy brought over a little present for me. One of his friends had asked him to train their daughter. She was a little older than me when I started. Beautiful long blonde hair and big blue eyes. She looked so innocent and sweet that he started in on her pretty fast.  Daddy noticed how turned on I got when I started playing with myself watching him use her.  Listening to her cry and hearing her whimper really got me so hot. Then daddy asked if I wanted to help him. Daddy let me take over beating her while he was pounding her little pussy. It was driving me crazy! I was so wet  listening to her scream. I couldn’t get enough. Even after Daddy came deep inside of her, I was still throbbing! My nipples were hard and hurting. I was moaning so loud I just needed more. Daddy always knows what I need. Daddy told me not to stop. After he was done he made me keep going. I was so excited, so turned on. I don’t think I could’ve stopped if I wanted to. Daddy kept telling me hit harder. To make her bleed. The more I hit her  the wetter I got. Until I came from the thought of torturing her to death. That was when I learned that I was a sadistic.

A Young Sadistic

torture phonesex karmaMy earliest memories of being a sadistic go way back. It was really cold out and we were getting in the car to go to school. Daddy started the car and we heard the loud thud under the hood. When we got out of the car and looked there was a mutilated cat. That bitch was cut the fuck up, blood and guts everywhere. I felt a twinge of excitement and just laughed like hell while my father and sister where mortified. I couldn’t believe their reaction. After that I started grabbing every stray animal I could find in the neighborhood to take into the woods and torture and mutilate. The older I got the thrill went from just pleasure and enjoyment to sexual satisfaction. Fucking up the animals made my nipples hard, my pussy tingle and turned me the fuck on. When I finally learned about how to touch myself and finger fuck myself, making my pussy cum, I found that it wasn’t the same unless I was fucking an animal up or looking at and touching their mutilated bodies. I went on a couple of dates as a teenager and had vanilla sex with a couple of boys and they just couldn’t get me off. I always had to go find some animal to mutilate in order to get off. It seemed like a natural progression to fuck up people and the rush was even greater! I guess I was born a sadistic!torture phonesex mutilation

Step-Mommy

Snuff Phone SexYesterday I had a friend say to Me, “Syn-Thea? I bet you would make one hell of a Step-Mommy.” I did not laugh, I did not crack a smile, because I know I would be the type of Step-Mommy these out of control little bastards need.  There would be no coddling, no praise, no saying, “job well done.” for something mundane and expected.  However, what they would receive is cold, hard, real world parenting.  The type that will get them ready for this place in which we all live.  The world isn’t full of fluffy bunnies, and unicorns that shit out skittles.  Oh no, this world is filled with people just like Me.

People who will use you, abuse you, then toss you away when your usefulness is done.  Those tiny bitches and bastards would have scars, both mental and physical to remind them of their place, and to never take shit from anyone.  They would be broken, shown all the fucked up gory details that this world has to offer, then I would build them up to be just like Me.  Which to be honest, wouldn’t be a bad thing in the least.

There are way too many victims in this world when there actually needs to be more Alphas.  I would have a whole brood of them.  They would be charming, beautiful, smart, cunning, and absolutely deadly.  Just think of how much fun their play dates would be with Me supervising their activities. It makes Me smile just thinking of it.