Torture sex is what I was there for, or so I thought. We had agreed to some rough sex, even hardcore anal. I even agreed to some minor, burns, cuts and physical abuse. I was duped. They lured me to this abandoned house in the middle of nowhere to harvest my organs. This was snuff not torture porn. I saw the instruments and surgical bed. Then I saw all the coolers. I was strung up wide awake watching a surgery on another dumb whore who fell for the same scam. They put her under but carved her up. No way she was surviving. They took all her vital organs. They even took her eyes. I was terrified watching this brutal dissection, especially knowing that I was next. I was kicking and screaming. I was going to fight being chopped up for parts. When a guy came to prep me for my dissection, I chomped his ear off. I was like a rabid dog and I was not going down without a fight. I gave the guy a struggle. I took his ear, but he managed to get a needle in me. The next thing I know, I am on a surgical table and a man is operating on me. I woke up while I was cut open and hands on my organs. I was paralyzed. I was awake in my own worst nightmare. They were weighing my organs and talking about how much money they would make harvesting a healthy woman’s organs. When they saw my eyes open, they teased and taunted me. Called me names and told me my death would benefit folks in a way me living never could. It was a hot medical fetish phone sex role play. I am hoping that someone else will sacrifice my life in the same way. I can die nobly.
Category: Snuff porn
Medical Torture Sex
down the rabbit hole
Fantasy phone sex is like going down the rabbit hole of all those sinister thoughts that fill your mind day in and out. Let me into your world, and I, of course, will return the favor. Secrets are telling you that you won’t believe what you uncover. Time to deep dive into wanting to hurt little sluts and wanting to force yourself deep in their holes. Kill, murder breed, whatever it is, know that it is okay. I want you to know that you belong to the darkness. Once you make your mind up and go with those fantasies, you will know you will never want to miss another opportunity to get filthy. Fuck sluts up and make them bukkake bitches with me.
Let’s go where our mind will take us. It’s no doubt you will continue to want to feed your desires by having me be your perfect accomplice stretching out holes and beat little bitches up for your sick ways.
Accomplice Phone Sex Fun
Accomplice phone sex is fun for us both. I know many men out there fantasize about doing very naughty things to young girls. They have violent and illegal thoughts about girls who have not even developed hair on their pussies yet. The problem is they lack the balls to make fantasies realities. That is where I come in. I am that devil on your shoulder telling you to force your dick inside her tiny cunt, ass and mouth. I do not care if you kill her. If you are with me, the bitch dies once you are done having your fun. This way we do not live in fear of her talking. Little whores are a dime a dozen. We can kill one and find another one just like her. We can fuck little cunts, kill them and find another one and do it all over again. Little girls go missing every day in the US. Most of them never seen again. There are not enough resources to look for every missing brat. If those brats are brown or black, you can be confident that no one cares. At least no one in power to do anything to find the whore. Hunting along the boarder of Texas is the best. So many brown whores being smuggled across the border and only the coyotes around and they can be bought. Little whores go missing on the border every damn day. Most sold into slavery. The rest buried where they will never be found. Think of all the fun we can have exploring your rape phone sex fantasies with something super young. Something no one will even know to look for. You get to fuck their little wholes, and I can do the rest. Every day, new meat to fuck and kill.
Torture Phone Sex Fuck Meat
“Oh what a sweet piece of fuck meat” is what I heard him sneer at me as I was being circled. I was walking home from the club last night. It’s not always the best thing but I am always doing what’s not best. This guy pulled up and tried getting me to get in his car. He just really wanted to give me a ride home. I told him no thanks. He was offended by my dismissal.
He stopped at the corner ahead of me and still tried to get me in his car. He got out of the car and started walking around me looking me up and down. I just stood there wanting to be out of this situation. He started to get aggressive and laugh at me. He shoved me down and took his way with me. He beat the crap out of me and fulfilled his filthiest bloody rape fantasies on me and ruined my face with his punches.
Kidnapping Phone Sex Fantasy
I have kidnapping phone sex fantasies. They are common role plays for my callers. Not always am I willing to be napped and taken to an uncertain fate. Last night, was one of them. My car broke down in a rural part of town. I had no cell phone reception, so I had to walk until either I could get a signal or find a gas station. I found Pete before I found the others and that turned out badly for me. I thought he was a good Samaritan, but that was not the case. He was an evil opportunist who saw a woman he could prey on easily. I took his ride not knowing I would end up in the basement of his dingy house as his victim. I was not the first one who had been there. I could tell he was a seasoned predator. He tied me up to a beam above me. I was naked and bound. And I was terrified. No one knew where I was. No one was looking for me. I did not even know where I was. He had a cattle prod, and he took pleasure in shocking me repeatedly. I was convulsing and pissing myself. He just laughed at me. He had an erection from my pain and humiliation. I pleaded for mercy. I even lied and said my husband was rich and would pay for my safe return. He told me no one would look for a used whore like me. He kept shocking me with the cattle prod. He even put it in my ass and my pussy. I was shaking violently. I even bit my tongue. I now could taste my blood. Eventually, he cut me down for his rape phone sex fantasies. He did not mind how I smelled because he fucked me for another eternity. I passed out at some point and woke up in the back seat of my car, which was still on the side of the road. I was a hot mess with burns on my body and cum in my holes. My kidnapper nowhere in sight thankfully.
Some Snuff Fun
Daddy is always scheming, anything to make some cash. He loves the pay to play webcam business and I usually am the star attraction in the videos. Sometimes daddy has special shows, the kind that require big dollars. He has plenty of people willing to pay for such naughty fetishes. They always start out typical, with me being fucked by multiple guys, sucking lots of dick, taking it in the ass and multiple cum shots. It is how they end that brings the money. Daddy hires people off the streets, the down on their luck, druggy type that nobody will know has gone missing. He jacks them up on cocaine or X and turns them loose. They are always the last guy with me. They are blitzed out of their mind. I let them ram their dick in my pussy and pound me hard. Then because he is so high his dick gets hard again. I lay him on the bed and get between his legs, sucking on his rock-hard cock and he lays there in ecstasy. Right when he is ready to shoot his load I reach under the mattress and pull out a big sharp knife. Then when he starts squirting his warm hot load, I take that knife and in one swift movement I cut his dick off. He screams as blood flows from his legs. I then take his dick and stuff it right in his mouth letting the blood roll down his mouth. Finally, I take that knife and slit his throat. The camera captures all the blood and gore before zooming in on his lifeless body with his cock still stuffed in his mouth. I get so horny from doing that that Daddy always fucks me nice and hard right by that body.
Strangulation Phone Sex Fantasies
Do you like strangulation phone sex fantasies? I made the mistake of telling this hook-up last night that I enjoyed erotic asphyxiation sometimes. I used to be part of a club for that. We would put our necks in nooses and masturbate together. It was accident proof because there were club members who watched and cut the restraints if we passed out or got close to that. Men and women were in this club. I like a little pain with my orgasms, but I do not want to die. I was sucking on this guy’s cock immediately after telling him my hot story. He put his hands on my neck and choked me. He had it confused. Erotic asphyxiation is where you are being strangled and masturbating, not strangling someone else while you get off. He told me he understood what it was, but he just wanted to strangle me. Suddenly, our encounter was more like a snuff porn than a hook up. He had both hands around my neck as he skull fucked me. He was saying concerning things like, “I could kill you right now and they would never find your remains.” I was on a Tinder hook-up. This was not some guy I met on the dark net or a fetish site. I thought he was just a normal horny man tired of being couped up inside. I thought he just wanted some pussy. He did want my pussy, but he wanted to strangle me too once I spilled my beans. His hands were big and strong. He was powerful and he had that look in his eyes. The look that tells me my life is inconsequential. I could feel how little he felt for me because I was choking and gasping for air. I was fighting to breathe as his hands finally choked the last ounce of life out of me. No doubt he came on my dead body when I was still warm. You would too.
Indulge in those dark thoughts
Let’s have some killer phone sex. Your bitch wife is annoying you again and not satisfying your needs as a wife. I’m sure your sick of her and want something young and hot and someone who won’t let themselves go. You need an accomplice, someone who will keep that cock throbbing and happy at all times.
I want you to show me you love me more than her by suffocating the bitch. I want her to walk in on us fucking, and seeing the look on her face drives me fucking insane. I love to think about you fucking with her in so many ways. I won’t use to hold her captive while she watches you fuck me and get off with me.
I want to slap her and punch the shit out of her. Watch as I dominate the fuck out of her and make her beg for mercy. I want to destroy her and give her a nice slow, painful death for being such a loser.
Snuff Movies and Full Moon Fever
Every full moon, something comes over me. I am no longer content with just watching snuff movies and masturbating. I become even more homicidal than I already am. The next one is a little over 2 weeks on May 26. I am already planning my homicidal killing spree. I am like a werewolf when a full moon arrives. I cannot control my murderous urges. I can make Michael Myers or Jason Voohrees look like Hello Kitty on a full moon night. I will kill more than either of them did in all their movies combined, just in one night I know it is taboo and illegal to kill but I blame it on the moon. I have my knife collection already ready. I have a massive collection too. I own bayonets, switch blades, daggers, swords, hatchets, combat knives, a few shivs, scalpels, machetes and straight razors. I just need my victims. I usually have a murderous type each full moon. I will rotate between murdering men, women, and brats. Is it wrong to wanna kill the tender age? Their full moon is up. Honestly, I do not care if it is. I could be sparing a brat a life of physical abuse, drug use, poverty or heartbreak. The real hell is on earth. The real devils are people like us who have dark desires. There are plenty of spoiled brats or self-entitled twats that deserve to die. I bet you agree. I bet you know some personally. Maybe you want to join me for the hunt and the kill. You can fuck the little twats and I can kill them. Now that the weather is warmer, and this virus has an end in sight the streets will be paved with wee ones to prey on. In the darkness with only the glare of the full moon, no one will notice if a little one wanders away.
Mother’s Day Rape Phone Sex Fantasies
Mother’s Day was a fun fucking event for me and my delicious accomplices. We decided the best thing we could do to celebrate was to make little whiny whores into mothers. I was going to force breed these bitches; they’d miss a period, and then cry when they pissed on that little stick. They’d remember who did this to them, every day of their pregnancy.
They’ll have to relive the hours I spent making sure my rape phone sex fantasies got fucking fulfilled. I grabbed the youngest cunts I could find. Once they start bleeding, they can start bleeding. Bitches get their periods quite young these days, so it came as no surprise to me the special age of these sweethearts. I was going to make an entire new season of Teen Mom; Trauma Survivor Edition.
What I did to those little fuck dolls was unimaginable, but you know damn well I did it. Burning, bruising, and forcing cum load after cum load, cock after cock, into those innocent virgin cunts. I destroyed them, destroyed their chance at a future, destroyed their self worth.
And when it comes time, I’ll swing by their little houses and harvest what’s fucking mine; their little ones. Or should I say, my new fuck toys.