Category: Suffocation phone sex

Torture sex goes wrong when master gets upset.

Torture sex I’m so grateful that this Torture sex didn’t turn deadly. Master you were out of control, and I should have known that your blood lust was too great, when you bled our fuck toy dry in the first ten minutes. You hung her upside down and made me suck your massive veiny alpha cock while you ate her pussy. She kicked trying to fight, the thing we both enjoy, but this time she kicked you. you saw red literally and figuratively so slit her throat right then and there without hesitation. It was terrifyingly sexy to see how little care for life you have!

I can’t deny that the warm shower of blood pouring over me while I sucked and jerked his massive rock-hard cock made me cum. the taste of his cock, her blood and his precum was delicious. The smell of her blood fills all my senses and I can’t help but to deep throat allowing my throat to milk your cock. I want you to cum for me and enjoy this moment, the moment you took that stupid worthless whore’s life. You are in control the one who makes the plans.

We planned on torturing her slowly devouring her fear and flesh for out thanksgiving meal. Obviously, that wasn’t happening now that she is dead and has no more life to give.  as you came the look you gave was demonic in nature. I knew that the death master was over taking you. You grabbed my hair and dragged me back to the rig I set up myself. This was for that worthless whore not me I wanted to help you torture. Well tonight I guess my luck ran out and for your impatience I must suffer. I felt the sting of a whip as I pulled at the arm restraints.   “Listen bitch it is not the time to test me or my will. I want to keep you around sweet one but at the end of the day you are just another kill!”

Bondage Phone Sex Tied Me Up for Black Friday Shopping

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex had me tied up on Black Friday. I could not shop. I like to think my husband had something to do with it, but I know he did not. This was of my own doing. I went out on Thanksgiving night looking to score some blow. I ran through what I had too quickly, but I needed more. If I was going to shop at 6 am on Friday, I needed more cocaine. Sadly, I did not get it. Well, I got it, just not in time to shop. I met this guy who said he would give me a huge bag of blow, but I had to be his bondage whore first. Sounded harmless. As a taboo phone sex whore, I have been tied up many times over the years. I was ready for this. He hung me upside down by my ankles like some pig he was going to gut and drain of blood. I was not comfortable at all. Do you know how hard it is to breathe with a cock in your mouth when you are upside down? His big hairy nut sack covered my nose suffocating me. He put his hands around my throat too. I was gagging and puking trying my best to swallow his shaft balls deep. I have been tied up in a ton of uncomfortable positions, but I was literally hanging upside down like a bat for hours. Blood was rushing to my head causing a horrible migraine. My skin was snow white from lack of blood flow. After a few hours, he cut me down, but I was not done yet. Now, I had to be his ass rape porn star. I was disoriented. I kept my mind on the coke. He fucked my ass for 12 hours. He was doing blow too. His dick never went soft, and it took him ions to cum. When he finally did, Black Friday shopping was over and my ass was prolapsed. I did get my blow though. I guess it was worth missing shopping. Maybe my blow will last longer now. LOL. I doubt it though. I am such a coke head.

Snuff Phone Sex With Ya Girl Yara.

Snuff phone sexHere’s what it is about Snuff phone sex. Folks cum and go, but it ain’t gonna be me. I have seen it with my own eyes, they bring in men and women get ’em drugged up have sex with them and then strangle them, or break every bone in their body and watch them die slowly. It’s hardcore shit, but that’s the way it goes. There are parties that are built all around this one simple ritual. Snuff sex. They have these lavish parties in mansions with all kinds of people in attendance, rich, poor. People you know, people you don’t. Wolves and sheep. 

Which one are you?

The slaughterer? Or the slaughtered? You never know ’til you know.  I have seen men and women preening, laughing and drinking thinking they are going to watch someone die, and then watch those smiles and laughs disappear when they realize that they are the ones that are going to die.

It’s a nasty game and I love playing it.

 

Make This Druggie Slut Work for Every Cent

Taboo Phone Sex

 

I am no one. I am nothing. I’m just some dirty skank on the street who said she would do anything if you gave her money for crystal meth. I deserve what you are doing to me. If I weren’t such a nasty slut, this wouldn’t be happening right now. My mouth was open and ready for your cock. It doesn’t matter what I feel. You want to see how much I can take. How much of a pain slut I can be. You shove your cock all the way down my throat, making me choke and gag. You want me to puke on your cock and I do, my barf completely covering it. You let me get a moment’s breath, but you’re not done. I’m a nasty fucking cocksucker who needs to be forcibly fucked by you to learn my lesson. You don’t even wipe off the puke before you shove your cock in my pussy. I cry out and try to move, but you’re quick to grab my throat, pinning me down. I don’t need to breathe. All I need to do is choke while you watch me slowly lose consciousness, becoming a more pliable victim as the seconds go by. Once I stop fighting back, you come inside my nasty barf and cum-filled pussy, completely dominating my worthless junkie ass. You throw some money on the ground next to me. This is barely enough for a bump. I will need to come back to you to satisfy my addictions, one for meth and one for humiliating pain.

Accomplice phone sex Harper

accomplice phone sex Accomplice phone sex is what I Live and die for! Of course you like that don’t you? You like that I’m a fucking nasty little girl who will do nasty things to your little girls! I understand it must be so lonely to have the kinks that you do. And I know that not many people share your best for blood and gore. 

I understand you. I play with your mind and open it up. We thrive in each others sick worlds. Nothing is hotter, than when a man jacks to snuff smutt! 

 I know what makes you tick. And your snuff girl Harper is going to lead you down the deepest rabbit holes you could ever imagine. Yeah I’m a bit of a party girl and I like the hard stuff because things that get you hard are despicable. My communicate to you through your soul your deep darkness!

 Accomplice phone sex Whores do it best!

Speaking of deep darkness that’s where I know that cock wants to be buried right now. Buried so fucking in some little sluts pussy that we took from her mommy and daddy. That van rental was genius as we swooped in and took her was barely a whimper.   Kidnapping phone sex gets so hot with you! 

How she cried and begged for mercy. But we couldn’t have that could we? My Hands around her throat. My pussy smushed on her angelic face was the last grace!

It’s always so fun grabbing you a delectable sweet treat. I shall christen this one Sweet meat and honor her little fat puff that’s still there. Aw thanks to teen girls like me who crave your sickness. I’ll look here your sniffle creates a private spot for you to unleash your inner demons. No matter how dark or deviant they may be.  Devilishly Yours, Harper

torture sex is cruel

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I had his screams echoing in my head. All I could think about was him forcefully ruining my life in every which way. He wanted me to do this one thing, and after I complied, he promised he would leave me alone for a while, but if I didn’t, id has hell to pay. Well, I have paid hell before when it comes to his standards. Those days followed by weeks and months have been the worst of my life. The last time I disobeyed him, I was malnourished and beaten for months. Every Friday and Saturday, it was gangbang central and a gnarley brawl all on me. All his lowlife friends would take turns using me, and it was the torture sex you would only see in the worse snuff scenes ever. Now I have to lure some young girls and be his accomplice; if I don’t, he will make my last torture session seem like a cakewalk.

Torture phone sex: How dark can you get? Let’s find out!

Torture Phone SexTorture Phone Sex with a slutty little whore who likes to be used and abused by anyone who’s willing. The thought of being tortured by someone while I whimper and beg like a little slut to be used by you.  Putting me on my knees in front of you, while I sit there waiting to be abused by you. My pretty eyes just fixated on you as you sit there, contemplating the tortuous things you want to do to me. Do you think you’d go so far as to snuff me out? Or would you show some restraint?

If any of you have actually read my profile, you’d know what a needy slut I am just wanting to be used by you. If it helps, torture sex is one of my absolute favorite things in the whole world. The idea of bleeding, or being bruised for you, maybe even dying. That makes my pussy tingle and tremble with need. I crave nothing more than to whimper for you while you use me, come make my dreams come true.

I Am A Torture And Bondage Slut. And I Love It

Torture phone sex

 

So I was walking down the street one dark night. It was cold the wind was whipping around the corners of streets and the wind was howling. There was no one in sight. My boyfriend did not come to meet me at the bus stop and quite frankly, I was scared. I felt like something very ominous was in the air and I was huddled in my coat and looking all around me. Then I hear music in the distance, like some dark weird goth/hip-hop music I had never heard before. It kind of made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. This black car pulls up, like real old school looking, like a Buick or Cadillac  or something and the windows were tinted dark so I couldn’t even see inside.

The window rolls down and I see a very odd-looking guy grinning at me. He had black greasy hair, a thin mustache and a black hat on. He had a couple of gold teeth but yeah , he was making me feel nervous. He says, “Hey baby girl, why you walking all by your lonesome tonight?’ I told him my BF never came to pick me up from the bus stop. He said, “What? He don’t deserve to own a piece like you” Which I thought was an odd thing to say. He told me to get in the car to get warm but I said no, thank you. I didn’t live that far off and the dude was giving me the creeps! All of a sudden he jumps out of the car runs up on me slaps me across the face and drags me back to the car and shoves me in the back seat. That’s when I notice there is a dark black guy wearing a black leather jacket driving. They were both like, “We got ourselves a nice girl!” They were high-fiving each other and when I started pleading with them to let me go, they were like, “Shut up Bitch!”

I was crying my eyes  out.  They drove me to an abandoned house, dragged me inside, ripped all my clothes off ,tied me up beat me , slapped me across my face, shoved their rigid cocks down my throat ,slapped me across the face if they felt my teeth on their cocks.. They cursed at me, spit on me, the black guy peed on me.

This went on for days, they fucked me over and over again in my mouth, pussy and asshole. I cried so hard and begged them to let me go that I wouldn’t tell anyone. But finally after all of the abuse, I started to like it. I started to really like it. The way their cocks felt inside me, the pleasure… And the pain. I started moaning and laughing and cumming so hard! Finally they looked at each other and said, “this bitch likes it!”and then they really started getting crazy! Burning me with cigarettes, choking me, shoving their cocks down my throat until I gagged and threw up. I couldn’t get enough, I am now a torture and bondage slut and I love my Masters now. This is who and where I want to be. With them. In Hell..

Torture Sex on My Time

Torture sex

I have so many twisted freaks that come to me when they’re in need of some torment filled torture sex that I almost don’t have enough time to find all of the fuck pigs needed to satisfy their dastardly desires.  I’m not just here to provide the droves of delinquents who can’t get off without doing some damage to the flesh of a fine little female the fuckmeat they crave, I’m a pretty busy psychopath.  I got things to do.

Yesterday, for instance, I was stalking a family that seemed to be an utter waste of space to see if they’d be worth eliminating completely.  It’s been a while since I’ve pruned the branches of anyone’s family tree, I was really looking forward to seeing where that went.  I was in the frozen aisle of the grocery store tailing them as just another face in the crowd, as I do, when one of my clients saw me and approached and started talking really loud.  He was flapping his gums about things that should never be uttered in public places, making everyone in the place turn to look at us and see who was having such a conversation, my intended targets included.  So much for planning and staging that familicide.  

I stormed out of the store with him following close behind me, going on and on about how he needed to make a bitch hurt and the types of wounds he wanted to inflict on an incapacitated cunt.  Some things you just don’t talk about in public, loose fucking lips sink big fucking ships.  That was way too much for me, I knew I had to do something about him or he would bring my whole operation down around me.  I relented and told him to get in my van, I’d hook him up.

Luckily, I had one last fresh fuck pig, with skin so soft and smooth you could butter your bread with it, locked up in my dungeon of a basement that I was willing to let him use.  He’s always into whipping so I knew the exact tool to give him to make him blow his load pretty quickly.  I wasn’t wrong, he only lashed her about 50 times before his nut sauce was shooting all over that beaten beauty, soaking into her deep wounds and dripping down her body.  As he stood there reveling in his work while trying to catch his breath, I snuck up behind him, slipped a garrotte wire over his head and squeezed my hardest to make certain that he never would.  What can I say?  Don’t piss me off, Pal.

Yeah, I’ll provide all the pussy you want to punish, but I’m going to do it on my time.  There are people to stalk and kill, folks need to be framed for murder and I want to be the one to do it.  Kind of hard when I have to find a bunch of dumb bimbos, lock them up then watch guy after guy go at them and torture-fuck the spirit out of them while they hang helplessly on an almost daily basis.  If I don’t answer when you call or text you back, I’m not trying to deal with you at the moment.  Period.  Approach me in public and start talking all kinds of bullshit, I’ll turn your addiction into a snuff sex scene real quick.  You don’t want to be on my bad side, I promise you.  

  

Taboo Phone Sex: Just how dark are you willing to go?

Taboo Phone SexTaboo phone sex is one of my favorite types. Leaving the table open so any card can be played. I know, most of you know that I like to experience quite a bit of pain myself to achieve sexual release. On the flip side, I actually like to tease and torment Men as well. Especially if they think they are super Dominant, and I can tell that they are just whimpering submissive bitch at the end of the day. Do you think you’d have what it takes to turn me into a needy whimpering little slut? Making want to do anything you ask? Or do you think the tables would be turned and you’d be the one on your knees begging for mercy? Do you have the balls for Torture sex? Allowing me to let out my deepest darkest fantasies on your weak unsuspecting body? Let’s find out, pick up that phone, don’t be a pussy, and let’s play.