Category: Sadistic phone sex

Mutilation Phone Sex: Just A Slice Or Two…

Mutilation Phone SexHe said he wanted some mutilation phone sex fun. That got my pussy wet just thinking about the type of pain the two of us would explore together. However, over the phone just wasn’t enough. The two of us decided we would meet and play in person. After all, I figured it was just a fantasy and we would have a bit of fun. However, I didn’t realize the limits which he was willing to push when we did meet up. He wanted me to be his Mary Vincent. His hitchhiking slut that he would pick up on the side of the road and have his way with. I didn’t think much about it, exhibitionist sex really turns me on. Therefore, when he started down a nearly abandoned road I didn’t think much about that. My young pussy was already beginning to flood my white cotton panties as we drove down the road, with more time between each vehicle that passed. Suddenly he came to a stop and pulled over. I was excited at the thought that I was going to be his dirty little fuck slut. He opened his sliding van door and reached in to grab me out. I pretended to be afraid, pulling and begging him to stop. However, it was a little deterrent, and he chained both of my wrists in the trunk of the van so that he could have his way with me. After about the third fantasy rape, my wrist was going numb and I really begged him to just let me go. However, he pulled out a hatchet and made it clear that I was not going anywhere. He sliced at my arms, chopping one of them off completely. I screamed as he stuffed his hard cock inside my screaming throat. His groans grew louder as blood pooled in the van. Then chop, he removed my other arm as he climaxed, mutilating my body as he came. I cried, my arms now missing as he pushed me over the ledge into a ditch the van was parked next to. He drove off leaving my mutilated body covered in his cum and delight.

Sadistic Phone Sex For Fucking Up Your Wife and Family

Sadistic Phone Sex is the best kind of fun I enjoy. It’s also the best fun to have with your wife and family. I’m not a family girl in most senses, but when it comes to fucking up one causing a lot of bloodshed… well count me in!

Just the other night I had a guy hit me up on the Black web seeking a full on murder fantasy of what he wanted to happen to his wife and daughter. I started rubbing my pussy as I read his message. He wanted to fuck me from behind while I railed his daughters cunt.

This wasn’t like of rape fantasies shit. He wanted me to use a spiked dildo in my strap-on, it’s one I had advertised in my approach looking for some hits. I make my own torture devices. It was that he wanted me to do this while his wife was tied up and forced to watch as I slit her eyelids off so she couldn’t close her eyes.

This was a great time and I took a band saw and sawed her limbs off while he fucked a hole in her belly I drilled. This was a truly exceptionally hot time. Can’t wait for the next run of easy money.

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Snuff Sex Queen Venus is Never the Victim

snuff sexI am the snuff sex queen. Nothing is too extreme for me. Guys ask me what my limits are and my response is always the same. I only have one limit and that is that I am never the victim. Any man who tries to make me his victim, ends up in the morgue, castrated or sometimes both, LOL. I can go a little into overkill mode when a man thinks he can make me his bitch. Zach is this guy who found out the hard way what a brutal stone-cold bitch I can be. I may not be tall. I may not be strong. But I am smart and I am cunning. I can get the upper hand even on a 6 foot tall strong man like Zach. I met him online. He said he wanted an accomplice for his rape phone sex fantasies. He thought he was duping me. We had arranged a date to meet. He said he had his victim all picked out. That victim was me. I am never the victim. I told him that from the get-go, but I guess he likes a challenge. A challenge he got. I am always prepared for any situation to go sideways. I do not trust any man period. Not even ones who say they want to be my partner in crime. I had a taser on me, as well as a syringe full of heroin. When he tried to force himself on me, I tazed his nuts and shot the needle in his thigh. He fell the ground with a loud thud and did not get back up again. I castrated him first. I used a rusty knife, and never cauterized the wound. I wanted him to never be able to force himself on a woman again. I did not intend to make him a snuff porn star, but he never woke up from the hot shot I gave him. Oops. Me bad. I gave him too much. I had to chop him up with a chainsaw so I could dispose of his body easier. He was 300 lbs of dead weight and I am 110 lbs, LOL. But like I said. I am smart and I am savvy. I carved him up piece by piece and fed him to the coyotes. I kept his balls as a souvenir though.

Evil phone sex miracles are made with my body

Evil phone sexThe French call the orgasm the little death and I am searching for death both large and small during evil phone sex. My ambitions, my passions, my fun, they’re all past issues that don’t matter anymore the moment I’m under a knife or man’s torture tools. I seek out greater pains, greater vengeful wrath meant towards others that he can make my problem. Just last night I found myself sliced into and I couldn’t help the moan that escaped my lips and threatened to make my life another scarcity. He’d told me if I was too loud he’d slit my throat, and I thought he meant it. I felt an incision at my bloody dream flow just after I let out my blissful gasp. The thing is, I was still alive, I hadn’t been fully carved into oblivion yet. A sign of his cowardice, maybe, but also a sign of his desire to keep me around a little longer to wreck, destroy, and treat to an oblivion of orgasmic bliss. Killer phone sex just doesn’t get better.

His cock was somewhere, I wasn’t fully sure. So many blades having nicked me, cut me, turned me into a whining bitch. I couldn’t feel anything properly anymore. Maybe I’d lost too much blood, maybe I’d lost my mind. Maybe it was his meaty need roughing up my insides down low and pushing me towards an edge I hadn’t known I’d needed. Or maybe that was yet another blade, permanently scarring me and destroying me for other men. The difference wasn’t in what was really happening, it’s what he wanted to happen. I was a slutty torture slave for his whims and needs and nothing was going to change that, not even an idealized realization of the dark abyss knife play phone sex.

Normal sex doesnt do it for me I need torture sex

I went on a date with a cocky dude but very normal thinking i could have something besides torture sex to get me off. It was fine at first he licked my cunt and asshole right but when he was on top of me fucking my pussy hole and doing nothing else, it was too boring. I flipped him on his back and started riding his cock hard. I wrapped my hands around his neck and rode his cock hard. The harder I squeezed the harder I rode his hard dick. He started bucking back trying to get me off of him but that only pushed his dick deeper inside me. I could see his eyes starting to roll to the back of his head and it made your body shake. As i was cumming all over your dick your body stopped moving. The look you had in your eyes is what you want to see when you have Sex with dead bodies. You want to see the very moment your life leaves your body. I learned that from my sadistic uncle. I also learned the best way to get rid of a body is to make a bonfire.

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Torture Sex Livestream Sessions with My Son are Never Fun

torture sexMy oldest son paid me a visit last night. I knew it would not be good either. He does always give his whore mother plenty of coke, but I have to perform like a circus animal for it. He loves to live stream our sessions. I cannot tell him no. I still owe him money for getting my boobs redone. I have these huge perfect boobs now. Well, I did until he wanted to live stream our visit. He loves the sounds of the dings because it means viewers are tipping him. They are not just giving away their money, however. They are paying him to beat his mommy. They want to tip him to hear my ribs crack. They want to tip him to prolapse my asshole. His viewers are hardcore. They are into brutal ass rape porn. Like they watch way too much of it and they forget I am just a soccer mom. I am not a real porn star. To him though I am a real porn star. A snuff one who can handle the pain and abuse. My son had me do line after line of premium coke until I could not feel the pain anymore. If I can feel pain, according to my son, I am not high enough. I did a line off his cock before he brought out the cattle prod. He shoved it right up my ass which made me piss. When I refused to lick my piss off the floor he brought out a baseball bat. I knew he would pulverize me, crushing my ribs until I was choking on my own blood if I did not do as he told me. I got down on my knees and licked up all the piss. My reward was that cattle prod up my ass again but this time on full voltage which turned my asshole inside out. He put a zip tie on my prolapsed ass, and the dings went off again. I pleaded with him to rub a little coke on my ass to dull the pain. He did, but not before he punched it a few times like he was Mike Tyson. I should feel lucky he did not break out the Icy Hot. I survived our session, but barely. My son loves his snuff porn. I guess I am such a good mommy, let him do whatever he wants.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies With Mind Melting Cora!

Murder phone sex fantasiesMurder phone sex fantasies make a dirty victim bitch like me nice and hot. I love all the pain that comes with being a human torture device, ready to receive the wrath and anger that leads to your sexual climax. Human trafficking? I have been there, I guess you can say I really loved every minute of being treated like a dirty fuck slut. My life is useless if it isn’t being used and tortured by horny men who want to take advantage of my youthful appearance and bald pretty cunt. When a stud finds me so sweet and innocent and spikes my drink up for his good time, I consider it a great time of my own. I get to feel the rapid penetration of men who pay just to pleasure themselves inside of my half-dead body. Sometimes what they give me to keep me lucid is too much and I find myself half on the verge of death. I love it whenever someone panics and just decides to take me the rest of the way out. A lamp cord around my neck several times it doesn’t take long till I am fully knocked out Men continue to have their way with me, assuming I am no longer alive. Their dead little fuck toy to take their loads till they wrap me in plastic and throw me out at night. I am a useless fuck toy, do with my body what you like. 

 

Domination Phone Sex is What Some Girls Need Badly

domination phone sexSome girls need domination phone sex more than others. I was like that. I am not saying that I am never not in need of a little domination anymore. I am a sexy switch and sometimes I still need it and even crave it. But as my new accomplice role, it is fun to help men dominate other women. Sometimes, I am helping men fuck little girls. Sometimes I am helping men to kill someone. And sometimes I am helping men like Tyrone punish bad little bitches. He brought me one of his trafficked girls who has been acting out. A coyote sold this girl to Tyrone last year and she has been a thorn in his side ever since. A Latina spitfire. I had a solution. Two weeks in my dungeon with no light and lots of abuse. Sometimes, you need to show a bitch the grass is not always greener on the other side. She has been an ass rape porn star to every brutal man I know for the past two weeks. She has lived in a dog cage, naked, and in the dark. She only drinks piss, and she only eats cum. No showers. She shits in her cage and pisses there too. I hose her off and her cage when a guy comes to fuck her ass so she does not smell so bad for the paying client. She thought she had it bad with Tyrone. I showed this little cunt what bad is. The goal when I am your accomplice is not necessarily to break the bitch, but to show her how worse life can be fore her. At least with Tyrone as her pimp she is sleeping on a mattress and showering. She got fed 3 square meals a day. She got to live in daylight. After two weeks with me, she was begging to go back to Tyrone. This is why I am his favorite accomplice phone sex partner.

Jail bait Ass rape porn

Snuff pornI can still hear the final screams of those diapered sluts right before I snuffed them. I went to the playground today.. I had a craving for young bald cunts and needed my fix.. I took them out into the woods and shoved twigs inside of their cunnies.. I just wanted to hear the screams!

I wasn’t expecting some old man to be walking by.. It’s normally pretty quiet back there.. It’s literally where I do the majority of my rituals.. I shot him with a stun gun and tied him up with duct tape.. I wasn’t too sure how he was going to react to some random goth bitch in the woods, clearly doing things that should have me incarcerated or at least registered.

When he snapped back to reality he was completely naked watching me make live Snuff porn out of whining brats. Come to find out he was just as sick as me.. His cock got rock hard and I could hear him murmuring something.. I removed the tape from his mouth and he pleaded to let him stroke his dick.. I didn’t trust it so instead I slid their bloody cunts one by one down his cock and let him drain his balls inside of those single digit holes like they were human condoms.. Accomplice phone sex

The veins in his forehead were popping out as those tight snatches gripped tightly around his p daddy dick. After seeing how aroused he got fucking those bald cunts I trusted untying his hands and letting him snap their tiny necks.. As every neckbone cracked, I was preparing a pit to throw them in like pigs..

My favorite part is watching them burn to dispose of the evidence.. I always make sure to put there tiny teeth in a blender and keep them in an urn with a dash of their remains.. Souvenirs are always good to keep! My rape phone sex fantasies tend to be a bit more of an actual experience of mine.. Most would believe I am a good story teller but Torture sex is my life!

Castration Phone Sex is What I Love Because I am a Sadist Not Your GFE

castration phone sexIt is no secret that I love castration phone sex. I am clear about being sadistic. I am not your typical phone sex operator. I am not here to blow your cock or let you fuck me in the ass. I am not here to be your therapist or GFE either. You are my victim or my accomplice. There is no gray area in between. I find men mostly useless to me. Yet every day, I have to whack some guy’s junk off because he cannot read or he cannot listen. You try to fuck me, or you try to spoon me or show me typical affection, I go crazy and not in a good way. Just ask Josh. He thought I would satisfy his Goth girl fetish. Not my job. I am here for dark fantasies not romance. I am a sadist. That is just fact. A sociopath too. I do not care if you good looking and rich. Nor do I care that you paid $2 bucks a minute to get off. There are plenty of women here that do BJ calls or typical fuck calls. This is a snuff phone sex site. If you are looking for love, well you are looking for love in all the wrong places. Josh got castrated with a rusty blade for trying to fuck me. He kept calling me honey and baby, and that kind of puerile talk just pisses me off. I made Josh think I would suck his worthless pecker, and I cut it off instead. The balls too. I had to make a point. I had to emasculate him permanently. I do not care if you pay $1,000 a minute, you are not treating me like your paid whore. I carved Josh up like a side of beef, making sure to inflict the most painful torture sex I could. Josh had to pay for his stupidity. Don’t be like Josh.