Category: Sadistic phone sex

Sadistic torture, with a side of cum.

“See that young pussy over there?” I gleefully tell you. I have that sadistic little grin on my face. “You get to have that one all to yourself this time, and I’ll just watch” and I just giggle a little. I love watching you work. And you love pleasing the cutest little accomplice ever. Accomplice Phone Sex

And you see her. Tied up on a St Augustine’s cross, like a little whore who wants those holes filled. Gagged, and naked. Little cries of mercy leave her mouth ever so often. She has tears in her eyes, glassy like a doe.

You look at your tools. The knives of your trade laid on the table, meticulously put in place by yours truly. I know which ones you want in what order. We’ve played before, so it was easy to remember for you.

You pick up the small scalpel. Razor sharp, as you tested it with your thumb. Looking back at the beautiful specimen I got for you, you start dragging the blade across her body as she screams out in terror. I know it fuels that sadist in you. Because I’m getting wet just watching it.

You start to make small cuts at first across her arms. Starting from the wrist and working your way to her tits. She continues to cry and scream, struggling against the restraints holding her in place. But they won’t give. And I know they won’t. I put them on tight so that doesn’t happen.

As you cut across her small yet supple breasts, you start carving harder. You wanna see this little cunt really bleed, so you give up on the scalpel. You need to feel this bitch’s fuck holes after they’ve been made ready for you quicker than you thought.

I get more excited watching, as you bring out the drill. A wood augur bit, about ½ inch thick. “Sorry my queen, but I can’t wait any longer. I need her now” You look at me as if you were a child asking it’s mother for the sweetest of treats ever.

I giggle again, and nod. “You can have her, my little blood bug” I wave my hand for you to continue, while the other one has been fingering my cunt.

Her eyes are now full of absolute terror as you give drill a few test pulls on the trigger. You then bring the drill up to her precious little mound. Slowly, you insert the drill bit and push the trigger. She screams more, this time blowing a vocal chord. You hear her voice just give out and gurgle and you continue to get your fuck hole ready so you can have that cock of yours drained.

She continues to convulse at this point, probably from the pain, shock, and you now giving her the best dicking she’ll ever have. And the last too.

Because as you see the light in her eyes start to fade, you come in her destroyed pussy. Blood everywhere. Her body wasted and broken.

And I smile, come over to you, and proceed to just start sucking your cock. Getting you hard again.

Because my favorite part is me fucking you up under this dead whore’s body, using her fluids as my own personal lubricant. And tasting the raw flesh of such a pretty little thing is such a turn on too.

Cora’s Rape Fantasy: A Gory Affair

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Hey, perverts! Cora here, and I’ve got a dark little secret. My darkest desire? Being raped, held down, and dominated. But not just by anyone—by a true monster. A creature that’ll leave me battered and bruised.I’m alone in a dark alley, a shadow looming. A sinister figure, tall and terrifying, closes in. His eyes, cold and dead, promise pain.He’s got a knife, and my heart freezes. But the thrill! The adrenaline rush of being so vulnerable. I’m his prey, and the chase is on.

He catches me, and the world goes black. The monster’s here, and he’s rough, violent. My cries go unanswered as he rips my clothes, leaving me naked and exposed.He slams me against the wall, his meaty cock tearing my flesh. The pain’s exquisite, and I’m his willing victim. My juices flow, welcoming his attack.He pounds me mercilessly, my body a bruised playground. The impact of each thrust sends shockwaves through me. I’m a rag doll, his plaything.But I want more, the nastier, the better. I fantasize about his cock impaling me, my insides a bloody mess. The monster’s a gift from above.He leaves me a mess, satisfied and sore. The memory of it makes me wet. I crave the brutality, the sheer gore of it all.

So, if you’re into that brutal stuff, just remember, some of us desire the undesirable. Cora’s rape fantasy is a bloody, nasty delight.

Have a sick and twisted day!

Blasphemy sex has superior power that will raise the dead

Blasphemy sex Blasphemy sex, there are a lot of different ways to do it. I actually found a special ritual that will raise the dead. I always dreamed of meeting Charlie. He was such a babe. If he felt my pussy he wouldn’t have needed any of those other bitches. I have at my disposal a spell that will allow me to summon my dear Charlie back from the depths of hell. And believe me, I will stop at nothing to make it happen.

But I can’t do it alone. I need a partner, someone who is just as depraved and twisted as I am. Someone who gets off on the thought of dominating and destroying innocent young pussy. Don’t those screams of pain make get you off like nothing else in the world?

I already have the sacrifice for my ritual, a sweet little thing who is willing to do whatever it takes to please me. But I need a hot, pulsing p. cock to help me complete the spell, to bring forth the ultimate act of blasphemy and raise the dead.

Does the thought of this make your dick hard? Does it excite you to think about all the ways you can violate and defile victim gash? I want a dedicated partner who wants to make the streets run red of the blood of the “innocent” and the dead to cum just as hard as they did in life. I dream of a world overrun by Snuff sex. 

 

Bloody Phone Sex Almost Killed Me Again

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex seems appropriate for this time of year. But I do not like to get bloody. At least not my nose. That’s my sniffer. If you want to abuse me until my body looks like raw hamburger meat, please spare my nose. The only way I can endure that kind of pain is if I am high. My son understands that. But other men have not read the memo yet.

I get myself in one jam after another it seems. Nonstop trouble. I’m fresh off a kidnapping. Still have the rope burns on my hands and ankles. But I needed coke. Usually, my son gives it too me, but it’s been over a week since I saw him. And my back up dealer, Marcus, went out of town. It’s such a crap shoot when I need to find a substitute dealer. My son and Marcus never punch my sniffer. They like me high. But some random dealer often wants me to suffer. One of these days my coke habit will put me in a real snuff porn.

I learned about Ted from another druggy soccer mom. She pops Oxy like breath mints. And her dealer has any drug imaginable. So, I went with her to meet him. However, he got super angry that she brought me to him. He punched her so hard he knocked her out. As she lay bleeding on the ground passed out, he kicked her awake. She tried to apologize and tell him I could be trusted, but he choked her to death right in front of me.

Abuse Me All You Want but Please Spare My Nose

And I never watched someone I know die in front of my eyes. I peed my panties from fear. Honestly, scared the crap out of me. At least with my son, I know I will live because I am his cash cow. But this random dealer looked like he wanted to kill me too. He picked me up with his hand around my throat and pinned me to the wall like a bug. He did not kill me though. However, he made me wish I was dead.

He punched my face repeatedly until my nose gushed blood. And he fisted my cunt until that prolapsed too. I had no idea my womb could come out. When he stopped hurting me, he gave me some coke. And a warning to never tell another sole about him. No way would I. I do not even want to see him again. His brand of snuff sex proved too much for this soccer mom pain slut.

Torture phone sex whore Stephanie

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It’s been too long since our last torture phone sex session and you know it! Are you still lying next to her every night dreaming about all the ways you want me to abuse her? You don’t have to keep jerking off to that fantasy when we could easily end her life together… Stroke your big dick and imagine how hot it’s going to look when I have her tied up and I’m force fucking her asshole making her scream with your dick down her throat. I have a special strap-on with razor blades embedded in it that I’ve been saving for such an occasion. I want to watch the desperate look in her eyes when she realizes that you’re not going to save her but instead, you’re going to help me rip her apart and torture her. Of course, this is all after I’ve ripped most of her hair out, busted her teeth out and beat her face in. She’ll be a blubbering, bloody pile of disgusting trash by this point. This bitch deserves the worst and Master deserves the best so I’m not going to end her life quickly. I want her to lie there bleeding, crying and in the most intense pain imaginable. That’s when I’m going to douse her in gasoline, strike a match and let you fuck me to her miserable screams as she burns alive. You better hurry because I’m ready now!

Bloody Phone Sex Battles for Survival Make Good Entertainment

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex and Killtober go together. I’ve always enjoyed a blood bath. When I kill, I rarely do it neatly. Which is why I feed my victims to the bears and coyotes after I finish with them. No body, no DNA. And no body, no crime. My grandpa told me that. He said I should never bury a body because eventually that body will make an appearance, and my DNA would be somewhere on the body. Wise words from a wise killer. Even though I know I am not in the system, I never take unnecessary risks.

Last night, my victims helped kill each other. I drugged and kidnapped two blonde schoolgirls. Total twats. The kind of chicks that milk men of their money and never put out. These two girls looked like stereotypical mean girls. Although, I could have just sold them into slavery for a pretty penny, I felt like some torture sex.

They both woke up tied to sawhorses in my dungeon room. I wanted to pit them against each other. Play psychological games with them. So, I gave each girl a knife and told them the last one standing gets to live. They looked at each other like they could not do it. But I knew one of those sluts would make a move first and I could watch a bloody royale between teen twats.

It Excites Me to Watch What Folks Will Do to Each Other to Survive

And sure enough one made the first move. I relished the blood bath. They stabbed each other hesitantly at first with guilt in their eyes. But that fight for survival became stronger with each jab of the knife into the other’s flesh. They could have attempted to gang up on me with the knives they had. But they did not go that route. Not that it would have worked because I was prepared just in case. Instead, they stabbed each other’s tits and stomach. Sliced their arms and faces.

But in the end, they just stabbed each other in the gut so many times that their insides began to spill out all over my floor. Neither girl would leave my dungeon. Even if one girl won the battle, I did not plan to let either of them go. I just enjoy watching dumb cunts betray each other for survival.

Everyone has a killer phone sex side. It just takes the right situation to kick in. And when it does, I like to sit back and enjoy the blood bath.

My Kidnapping Phone Sex Nightmare

kidnapping phone sexMy kidnapping phone sex nightmare began when my car broke down on an old side road, I took to bypass road work. I traveled to get some coke, and I knew if I told my husband I was stuck in traffic he would know where I was and guess why I was on that side of town. Small city and I traveled to the big city nearby for coke. So, I thought the old road would be quicker and I would return home before it got too late, and everyone wondered where I was.

But that plan went awry when I got a flat tire. And I do not know how to put a spare tire on. So, I started walking. And as I walked it got darker and darker and more desolate too. I did not know when I might find a gas station so when a car finally passed me, I flagged it down. Nice older man said he would give me a lift to the nearest gas station. By this time my cell had died because it kept searching for a signal.

The man did not take me to a gas station. And suddenly I feared this would turn into a snuff porn. He told me the gas stations would be closed but I could charge my phone at his place to call my husband or AAA. By this time, I felt nervous. But I had nowhere to go and no clue where I was either. So, I prayed he was just a nice old man. However, I should have known better. I never meet nice old men.

I Never Meet Nice Men Who Just Want to Help Me

When I entered his house surrounded by a corn field in the middle of nowhere, I saw a bunch of younger guys. Likely ranging from 25-45. Naked and snorting lines. The old man pushed me into the middle of them and they pounced on me quickly. Ripped my clothes off, tied me up and started fucking me. The old man filmed it all. He told me I would make an excellent gangbang rape porn star. Little did he know I have made a few already. But this was different. I never saw this coming. And I was not willing.

For hours these men force fucked my holes on a cold stone floor. Some of them pissed on me. Others chose to shock me with cattle prods. And yet others decided to kick, hit, slap, bite and choke me. I never went home that night. I did not leave that hellhole until three days later. My clothes tattered and my body bruised and bleeding.

By the time I made it to a gas station to call for help, my family had already reported me missing. The police had found my car abandoned and were searching for me. So, I had to concoct a story of being drugged and not remembering much otherwise I would have to explain why I was out in the middle of nowhere in the first place.

Gangbang rape porn made me horny and Set one up for a “friend”

Gangbang rape pornGangbang rape porn is something I have always wanted to be a part of! Thursday Night Jason came over and told me ho he had watched the most gruesome porn about teens getting slaughtered in a fifteen-man gang bang and my pussy lit up light Times Square. I begged him to show me, and he laughed and said I was too young and soft to watch this type of stuff.

So what did I do, I began rubbing my pussy and moaning as I spread my legs. “Please show me see how horny I am, Jason?”, I pleaded. Laying back and trusting my hips, I begged him to climb on top of me and pull his phone out and play the video. I need his dick inside of me while we watch all fifteen men force fuck sexy teen girls! 

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 Well, he cannot say no to my tight cunny, and he put his dick inside of me and showed me the video as he slow thrust and edged inside of me. I swear I must have cum three times to his one big blast as The images burned my mind.

Oh, how she fought, and oh how the bukkaked and fucked up all of her sweet little holes! 

As Jason sprayed my holes down with his sticky cum, he confessed that he thought that little bitch I was having issues with at school would be perfect for this sort of thing. My accomplice phone sex heart beat so fast thinking of how she would suffer for the rumors she was spreading about me. She has no clue that I know how fucked up she is and would trust me to get her alone.

Accomplice phone sex teen gets revenge

Jason said he would take care of everything, and big cocked men will pay to be a part of her ravaging. We will film it and sell it to so many people as she cried out and is fucked to the edge of her life! MMM, Lets fuck her up!

Kidnapping Phone Sex Fantasy… Not

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I just moved to this apartment. They don’t know my nasty desires of being fucked, taken and made to do whatever he wants. Here, their souls are fresh. My pussy twitches thinking about my hunger being fed. Feeling confident I would have plenty of victims I can have spank my juicy ass, quickly turned into my kidnapping phone sex fantasy turned real. Walking to school a car followed me. This happens all the time. I wear my skirts short, and no panties and my nipples are always hard and wanting. A man jumps out the car and slap me, knocks me out and pulling me in. when I woke, I was in this house with another girl. A man comes in the room and walks over to me. You’re awake? Good you’ve been sold. I must get you ready for your new Master. Without warning he slaps me and rips my clothes off leaving me standing there naked. He grabs me up spanking my ass the whole time then tie my hands up, leaving me standing in from of him with my hands bound over my head. I love nigger whores they don’t bruise easy and they’re so juicy. Stick your tongue out. I didn’t move fast enough, and he spanked me ass again. Look at it. See, juicy. Now I said, stick your tongue out now you black slut. I stick my wet long tongue out.

He takes my tongue into his mouth sucking it like it was my clit. My pussy started dripping. Reaching down feeling my pussy he smiles. See, juicy every time. He goes behind me and spanks me this time really hard. “Its going to be fun breaking you in. Fuck I may keep you for myself. Do you know why you’re here? Why this is all happening to you? No, I don’t, I say. You’re here because Master wants you. He wants a nigger to control, fuck and kill. You will be his 13th and final nigger slut whore. He’s fucked and killed; you know how many? 12 I say, 12 before me. Oh, you’re a sexy and smart nigger. Good he likes that for some reason. He releases my arms. Get over here and make my cock hard. I must send you dripping and open. Master doesn’t like no virgins. He wants a nigger ass slutty cunt like you. Get here now. I walk over and get on my knees. I take his hard throbbing cock in my mouth and suck him in deep. Taking my nails and digging them into his back, bringing him closer to me. Fuck I’m about to cum. I know you are; I suck the best cock. Bringing him even closer with my nail he starts to bleed all over me. Fuck you going to make me cum you black cunt. I’m going to do more then that. I take his long fat cock deeper down my long tight throat. Oh, my imma cumming. As he sprays all his cum down my supernatural throat. Grabbing my throat tight, he exploded. Fuck are you real? Laying there he doesn’t move. I’m not sure if he’s dead or alive, but I don’t wait to find out. I ran to the door to leave, but there he is standing there and he’s not happy.

Knife Play Phone Sex Requires Skill

I cannot enjoy Killtober without knife play phone sex. No guns for me. Knives require skill. Plus, it is much harder to trace because nothing gets left in the victim. Guns leave bullets. And bullets are traceable. I enjoy the challenge too. Perhaps, I like the hunt. It feels more predatory.

I never go anywhere without at least 3 knives strapped to my body. I even sleep with one under my pillow. Never hurts to be cautious. I like to be armed and dangerous because yoknife play phone sexu never know who you might meet who deserves to die. Admittedly so, my threshold for stupidity appears less than the average person. I will disembowel a person for looking at me wrong. Bloody phone sex turns me on anyway.

But in my defense, there seems to be a lot more rude, creepy tools in this world than there ever were. Take William for example. He made a scene in my Goth bar that I love. Tried to bully people off their bar stools. And he insulted almost every girl in the bar, including me. I do not care how drunk you get, that’s no excuse to be rude. Plus, you cannot go into a Goth bar and think you own the place because you are some rich yuppy.

There is No Fun or Skill in Killing with a Gun, So I Use Knives

So, I let him buy me a drink and I slipped something into his drink. No one in that bar gave a damn about this asshole. Took him to my kill dungeon to torture the fuck out of him. A knife prolongs the agony, but a gunshot kills without much suffering. Where is the fun in that? I carved this fucker up until it looked like he had been skinned alive. I have a knife for everything, even peeling a human jackass.

William suffered. He suffered a lot. Not only did I skin him alive, but I also cut his flesh until I exsanguinated him. But not before I gave him free castration phone sex. I guess you could call it castration plus since I took his dick off too. Sliced it like a pepperoni roll. Even drugged, he felt everything. And because he bled out slowly, it took him a long time to die. A long painful journey to Hell is the only way to go.