Category: Sadistic phone sex

Cannibalism phone sex: Accomplice Style!

Cannibalism phone sexIt was freezing the night I ran into this cannibalism phone sex loving dude. He was walking around the college campus all by himself on a Saturday night. Most people would have allowed him to fade into the background, not really noticeable, but to me, he creeped me out. I’m not really sure what it was about him, but it seemed like he was lurking watching chubby college girls. I pretended to stumble into him and told him I was headed to a party. He actually asked if he could come along. I had no problem as long as he drove, there is nothing wrong with making sure you have a good designated driver. 

Killer phone sex Along the way, he told me about the dark craving that he had. I love dark cravings. Something that he did not know. Said I looked way too innocent to be a bad girl. He said it was the flesh of a chunky woman he craved. Not just kissing it but the way she tasted in his teeth. I wanted to pretend I was scared but truthfully it made me so horny. I decided that I would bring him a drunk chubby bitch as a thank you for getting me home safely. However, I also wanted to watch and see just as he would do to his newly gifted slut. 

It didn’t take but a couple of hours for me to find her either. Drunk and passed out in a random room I offered to get her home with a ride from my Dad. I hoisted her onto my shoulders and hobbled her out to the car. Once the old man realized I was headed his way he met me on the sidewalk to help out his prize in the back seat. She was quiet enough on the way home. He expressed he was going to take a load of back streets to keep his location safe before pulling into a garage of a house a street looking just like the rest. He wheeled a cart over and heaved the passed-out college girl from the car onto it. 

Fantasy phone sexI walked with him as he brought her into a big open bathroom. He gently rolled her onto the floor and then reached past me asking if I could pass him his scissors. He spoke of how much he loved large pure women as he snipped away her clothes. Softly he washed her with a clean white washcloth admiring every inch of her unblemished skin. There was nothing on her body, not a piercing or a tattoo. A rarity these days, the old man explained. I helped flip her over so he could wash her backside. He explained that cooking unwashed meat was most unsanitary and then I helped hoist her back onto the cart. 

His kitchen was so large. However, he expressed this one would be too large for his custom oversized kitchen even. Something that brought him joy just stating it. I helped lift her to the counter, laying her on her back. Turning straight chef mode on he mixed a concoction of butter and spices and began coating her skin. He took a spit pole and began tying her to it. Her wrist and legs were tied tightly and then topped with foil to prevent burning he said. I did have to help lift her onto the outdoor kitchen grill. Slowly she turned, cooking a little bit at a time. Her skin began to brown and you could hear juices leaking from her meat as she continued to cook out. The two of us sat conversating over a bottle of wine. I couldn’t stay until she was finished but that did not keep him from slicing bits from her skin to let us taste her now and again. The old man texted a picture when he was finished, she was beautifully served up with an apple in her gob. 

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Snuff Movies for Street Vengeance

snuff moviesI am known for my snuff movies. I make all kinds, but they are all brutal. Very brutal. I guess you could call me a gore whore. The bloodier the better. I was going to just torture this one guy. He was a total tool. A jerk who has an unhealthy habit of predatory behavior. I was hired by a girl he stalked to castrate him. She wanted to make sure he never ruined another woman’s life. He is some trust fund boy who thinks the world owes him. He will never face his consequences because he uses his money to make sure he has no consequences. My client just wanted his balls gone, but she hired a sadistic phone sex bitch. This guy deserved more than that. I stalked him for a few days to learn his habits. I watched him do a ton of predatory things and just shrug his shoulders like it was no big deal. Asshole. Self-entitled douche bag.  He needed to suffer. Hell, he needed to die. I know my Goth looks are not what he liked. But I can be a chameleon. I donned a blonde wig. Put on a club dress and high heels. And set the bastard up. He never saw it coming. He was still perplexed when he woke up. But he quickly realized he was in trouble, deadly trouble. I had my camera rolling and I got right into. I told him his litany of crimes and how I was summoned to make him pay for his crimes since the legal system failed his victims. He looked scared when he saw my big knife. He pissed himself when I put the knife under his balls. I told him to smile for the camera and then the torture sex began. I cut his balls off like I was paid to do, but I chopped his dick in half too. That was for fun. I sliced it in the right place so blood spurted everywhere like a severed head. I carved him up like a piece of meat. My client got her pound of flesh and a lot more. I cannot let such a tool live. Not one with money because he will escape justice every time. No one, however, is above my street justice. No one.

My shocking Killer phone sex session

Accomplice phone sexHe saw her jogging in her bra and spandex shorts and treated her like the motherless slut she was dressed like. He slit her throat and came deep inside of her ass.. He called me up for his usual Kidnapping phone sex fetish only to confess he needed help disposing of her lifeless body! I had my doubts so I made him send me proof. So many bloody photos came filling my inbox. Pictures of him tugging her by her blood stained hair.. 

Her eyes were rolled to the back of her head.. Her lips were blue and her face was pale.. He had his cock shoved inside of her doggy style position.. I could see blood splattered all over the grass beneath her. Immediately I pulled my panties off to the side and began lathering up my slit imagining my saliva were her blood coating my clitoris. There was only one thing that came to mind when he said he was in the bushes on a busy trail.. It was to eat her!

Our usual sessions consisted of watching Ass rape porn and convincing him that the day he got off his ankle monitor for molesting his niece.. He should go out and hunt for a new piece of ass.. I never thought he would actually do it but in some way he blamed me for his stupidity.. He was devastated! The last place he wanted to go was back to jail…  I sat back and buried virgin Mary deeper into my pussy while listening to him munch away at her remains..

Whoever thought Cannibalism phone sex would actually be me on one end and some sicko on the other feasting away.. Well, I never thought I would see the day but I fucking orgasmed so hard. I could do that again! Your secrets are safe with me Frank! 

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Torture sex gets me off now

There is only a few things that get me over the the top and one of them is Torture sex.  I used to watch my uncle take a young slut and tie her up after drugging her and undressing her. His cock got hard from watching a young bald pussy bitch go limp. As her body hung from the ropes he took a knife and scraped it against her skin. If he drew blood he would use it to lube his cock up so he could jack it off. My uncle is a sadistic fuck. So that is only the beginning of her torture. He will choke her with his cock over and over as she passes out. Waking her up just to fuck her throat hard again while choking her little neck. When my uncle’s cock is throbbing and leaking he will use them for his Rape phone sex fantasies. Watching my uncle’s cock disappear in their tiny holes made my cunt hot and excited. After watching him so many times I started playing with cunt and as I watched him rip their holes and fill their limp dead bodies up, I would cum all over my fingers.

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Torture Phone Sex of My Milf Ass Can Get Nasty and Humiliating

torture phone sexAnal torture phone sex is my specialty. I wish it was not, but men love to torture my asshole. And not just my stepson. All men love to fuck my ass, some are more brutal than others. I got fisted the other night. This guy I met online wanted to exchange some coke for some hot ass sex. Why not, I told myself. Big mistake. This guy had friends who wanted to fuck me too. I did not know that tidbit, however, before we agreed to meet. I showed up at his place and a small army of dudes were waiting to fuck my ass and fist my cunt. I started to walk out. I needed the coke, but I did not know these men. I did not know what they would do to me. I had no idea if they had clean dicks either. When I am high I do not think of this shit, but I was out of coke. That means I was sober and thinking rationally. But the part if me that was jonesing for a fix almost always throws caution to the wind. I was being rational. I was heading for the door, but I was grabbed and forced to do a gangbang rape porn. Bent over and tied up, the guys sodomized me. One at a time at first, then two and tree at a time. Brutally fucking my ass hard. After they came in my ass, they fisted my ass. My ass was full of cum, shit and fists. It was nasty. I tried to warn them. They got pissed off that I did not clean my ass out properly. I was not planning on getting anally gang banged was my defense. They spread the shit and cum all over my face making me clean it up. I was humiliated. I was gross and nasty too. I mean I do a lot of ass rape porn, but this was brutal and unexpected. I did not prepare properly and I paid the price. I lost my dignity but I gained a bag of coke, so I guess I won after all.

Beat Me Bloody and Fuck Me Hard

Violent phone sex

 

I am bloody, beaten and broken. You have completely destroyed my body and my soul. I lay on the ground, almost lifeless, from the seemingly endless beating that you gave me. Punch after punch, hit after hit, all over my face, my stomach and my back. I remember you pushing me to the ground and stomping my face in. Whores like me deserve to be beaten. Whores like me deserved to be stomped out. I deserve to be kicked in the chest so my collar bone breaks, leaving me unable to move my head from your strikes. That is how you like your whores, isn’t it? Beaten and broken from the inside and the outside. I don’t even have the will to say anything as you pull my pants down and fuck my pussy. You kept my pussy in tact so it would still look beautiful as you fucked it, the only part of me that matters. That doesn’t mean you are going to be gentle with my pussy. You want to fuck me hard and fast, beating my pussy up. Whores like me don’t deserve a slow fuck. Whores like me don’t deserve anything. 

Torture Sex: I Can be the Victim or the Accomplice

 

torture sexHe was in the mood for torture sex, so I brought him a cute, young teen girl for his dark fantasies. Better some random slut than me. When my man is in this kind of mood, I can either be his victim or his accomplice. I try hard not to be the victim anymore. I am not perfect at it, but I have become good at providing something younger, tighter than me. That is my super power. I can bring men young meat. Young girls do not see me as a threat. Most sex traffickers have a female accomplice for this reason. Most of the women have been trafficked themselves. They learn quickly like I did that when you age out, you can stay the victim, or you can make yourself useful. It is a survival of the fittest world. You can get yourself killed, put on the circuit where girls or never seen again, or you can become the accomplice phone sex partner like I did.

I found Breanna at the mall. A shy, awkward girl who I could tell was desperate to fit in. She wanted to be part of the popular crowd. I am a good accomplice because I know how young girls think. I know how to use their weaknesses against them. I know how to safely lure them into a dark, depraved world of violence and fuckery. I easily lured Breanna away from the safety of the mall. I brought her to my man, who had a big hardon for the teen slut wannabe. He told her he would make her a star. I think she thought we meant Hollywood movies, not snuff movies. Anyway, I helped him fuck the shit out of her. When he is in that kind of mood, I can take the heat, or I can find a surrogate. With so many little girls in the world, why would I ever be the victim anymore? I can bring you a tiny morsel too. You game for some fresh fuck meat to destroy?

Sometimes I Need Fantasy Phone Sex

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When you live a life like mine, you need to get out of your head every now and then or else the torment will eat you alive, so a little fantasy phone sex is just the escape I need for some slight refuge from my own rotten little world.  I need a bit of whimsy in my life so I let men take on delightful trips from time to time just to try to wipe my mind of some of my most dastardly deeds.

The other day, I went on a lovely winter walk in the woods with a handsome hiker.  He might be the nicest guy I’ve ever met, no one has ever treated me with the kindness and compassion that he does.  I usually don’t get mixed up with regular relationshipy date bullshit, love isn’t a luxury people like me get to have.  The way he spoke to me with genuine regard and looked at me with the kindest eyes, I just couldn’t resist him.  Against my better judgment, I let him take me out on a day date.  

I needed it, I’ve been going a little crazy with the fuckpig kidnapping and killing lately.  A calm and relaxing walk in the woods with a truly delightful man is just what the doctor ordered.  We strolled along aimlessly and chatted about whatever came to mind.  He really likes movies, just like me, so the majority of our small talk was cinema based, which was fine.  Just fine.  It worked to keep my mind off of all the blood I’ve spilled and lives I’ve utterly destroyed over the years… for a little while.

After a couple of hours, my mind got the better of me.  Eventually, he would find out.  This amazing man who wants nothing more than my attention and company would run as fast and far away from me as he could if he found out who I really am.  I tried to keep my mind on our conversations, but I couldn’t help myself.  Instead of kind eyes, I started seeing his face covered in blood and muck and in lieu of the soft heavenly sounds of an earthbound angel, his voice transformed into the gags and gurgles of a whorehog bleeding out from a slit throat.  So I did the only thing I could in the moment and started making out with him.

He was a great kisser but I couldn’t help but to picture myself biting off his tongue, so I got down on my knees and started blowing him.  That was fine, I love having cock in my mouth.  It’s very relaxing and puts me in sort of a trancelike state.  After a few minutes, he popped his prick out of my mouth and went down on me right there on the forest floor.  It felt so fucking good and I didn’t want to stop him but I did because all I Imagined was a decapitated head in my hands, swollen tongue protruding out of its smelly mouth lapping away at my labia.  When he quickly got on top of me and pushed his cock into my cunt, I realized I had enough.

He wouldn’t stop, though.  As nice of a man as he was, he wouldn’t listen to me when I asked him to quit.  I gave him more chances than I have ever given anyone to control himself and cool off a little, but he couldn’t.  So I did it for him.  A stiletto switchblade stuck right in the ribs finished with a hard twist will stop anyone, I don’t care what the movies tell us.  He rolled off of me right away and balled up in the fetal position on the ground, screaming like the fuck pig he was.  I didn’t let him suffer, I got right on him and slit his throat wide open, an even cleaner cut than I saw in my vision.

I didn’t wait for him to die, I left him there all by himself to bleed out in the bushes.  I stood up and simply continued my walk in the woods, sans accompaniment.  That’s what I really needed anyway, I should’ve known better.  I’m not meant to have a love like that in my life, my violent phone sex world just won’t allow it.  The trees helped me clear my head, I really enjoyed my day.  I’m not really sorry for how I handled things but I’ll be keeping the nice man in mind next time I feel a little weak willed.  Lesson learned.  I wear a crown of filth, not a crown of light.  I’ll never forget that again.

 

Strangulation Phone Sex and Torture for Pervert Stepdaddies

strangulation phone sexDo you like strangulation phone sex?  I sure do. The first person I ever strangled was my stepfather.  He crawled into my bed one night and thought he could molest me. He had no idea what a sick bitch I already was. I did not kill him that first night though. I squeezed his throat hard and kneed him in the groin to get him off me, then screamed bloody murder until my mother came into the room. She believed me because she found him in my room with his pants down. Hard to explain that. She kicked the bastard to the curb. I left marks on his neck from trying to choke him out. I have not seen that poor bastard in over 20 years, but guess what? He walked into my Goth bar and sat next to me. He had no clue who I was either. I slipped a roofie in his beer when he was not looking. When it kicked in, I took him to my car and drove him to my cabin in the woods. I was finally going to get my revenge. I planned on strangling him because it was long overdue. But torture sex first. If you have a dick but do not know how to use it for good, I am going to take it away from you. When my dear old ex stepdaddy woke up, I twisted a scalpel down his urethra, making him scream in agonizing pain. I attached a shock device to his balls too sending painful electrodes through his body with every movement. I was not done yet.  I have lots of torture devices I inherited form my grandpa. He was a collector of the macabre. I have this Victorian torture device called a Jugum Penis. It looks like a bear trap.  It is old and rusty too, but once the trap snaps closed it’s like having your junk in a mouse trap with teeth. While he screamed and cried in pain, I straddled his chest and strangled him to death yelling at him, “Remember me now, pervert?” He should have died when I was a schoolgirl. But he is my snuff porn star now. And like I said, better late than never.

Gangbang rape porn video and I didn’t even know

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I will never turn down an invitation to join a good party, Seriously, hell would have to freeze the fuck over, and even there I would be out in a fur-lined coat and Goldbergh snow boots still ready to kick it around a burn barrel with those hell demons. So, when a group of dudes from the liquor store handed me a handwritten party invite, who would have thought it would be a gangbang rape porn taping session? Instead, I considered it a personal treat and assured them I would be there. It wasn’t until the next evening and the guys told me it was going to be so much fun it would blow my mind. However, after getting dressed in a tight pink dress and heels I discovered the party was in a run-down house in the middle of an abandoned neighborhood. 

Honestly, I wish I could say this threw some red flags for me but my sense of danger does not run that deep. After all, I have been to some dope parties held in some major Ls. So I exited my vehicle and straightened my dress out. As I headed up to the dingy door of the derelict building I double-checked that the address I had on my invite matched the house. I knocked a couple of times and the door opened quickly. Flashes of light came from inside the house blinding me. I held up my arm to shield my eyes from its fierce glow. I could hear a lot of male voices like a roar and as I tried to make sense of the situation something grabbed my wrist and pulled me in. 

Rape phone sex fantasiesI squealed, continuing to be blinded by what appeared to be a ton of flashlights shining directly at me. My clothes began to be ripped from my body without warning, my skin cold as it met the air of the abandoned house. Attempting to collect myself I tried to gather information about my surroundings. The ground was an unkept wood floor, debris, dirt, and dust covered it, an occasional fresh shoe print scuffled throughout. I felt a push on the back of my head forcing me to look down when suddenly a sting whipped across my naked ass cheeks. I screamed out in pain as a deep voice yelled at me to move forward. 

I screamed for help, and the men laughed. I was unaware of how many there were just a lot of them. There was no chance of me beating them so I tried not to resist. I just continued slowly moving in the direction I was being shoved and whipped staring down at my perfectly pedicured feet still in my heels. The room I was entering was lit. Weapons and BDSM tools lined the walls. On the ground was a dirty mattress and in the middle of the room a wooden saw horse that looked rather tough. 

I would immediately find out how rough too as I was thrown over the saw horse and strapped down so that my ass was in the air. I had no option now. I was to be used, every last hole of my body for their enjoyment. My arms and legs were secured to each of the saw horse legs there was no way that I could resist. After hours of men using my tight body for their fuck toy pleasure I was released and laid onto my mattress. My body was tired and soar from being their personal fuck puppet. However, that was not the end of my night. Clamps were suddenly closed tightly onto my nipple. I moaned out in pain as my legs were hoisted into the air. Again I was to be fucked over and over again. The mix of pain and humiliation forced me to cum hard against their dicks. They now knew I was enjoying it as much as they were, my own body betraying me. I passed out from the intensity. When I woke up I was in my own bed. If it wasn’t fuck my bloody ass and cunt and soar nipples I would have thought it was a dream. Beside my bed was a thank you note and flowers from the frat boys thanking me for making their gangbang rape porn fantasies come true.