Medical fetish phone sex calls scare me. Anytime, anyone asks me what my medical fetish is, I go mute. I do not want to say I am into rough anal. I mean I do love a hardcore ass fucking, but most guys are more brutal than I could even imagine with my ass. My stepson has a private client who loves medical fetish flicks. He wants an asshole prolaplsed to the point you can put a zip tie on it and make the anus look like a pacifier. No thank you. But it is not like I have a choice. I wanted to spend Father’s day with my husband and my sons, but I was summoned. I had to lie to my family about where I needed to go in the middle of our celebration. I love my family, but my stepson controls me with blackmail and cocaine. I told him I did not have much time that I could be gone. I threatened him but I cannot back it up. I can never back it up. I am too afraid of losing my cushy life. I am just a perpetual fuck up. Everything was set up for a quick snuff porn, but I dreaded this. I saw the stirrups, speculum, the Ben-Gay and the zip ties. This was going to hurt. I sat in a gyno chair with my legs spread. He used a baseball bat to pull my asshole inside out. He put a zip tie on it, followed by some Ben-Gay. My eyes were burning but not like my prolapsed asshole. Hot damn, I was in pain. I was crying. A hardcore ass fucking is one thing. I can handle that. This was anal torture. I was bleeding. I could feel it. My stepson had the camera rolling. It was a live stream for his client. I would have said, who gets off on this kind of anal abuse, but I know plenty of you do. Anal torture sex keeps my phones ringing, but this was not a fantasy call. This was abuse. When I was allowed to leave, I could not sit to drive home. My asshole was still protruding out. Just another day in the life of a druggy whore.
Category: Taboo phone sex
Medical Fetish Phone Sex Calls Mean Anal Pain for Me
Hunting, destroying, and killing is the only way to have fun!
She is a fucking pig lets slaughter her together! I love ending ugly filthy pigs like her! She is nothing compared to me, but she will do for what we need her for. I love the look you get in your eye when its time for them to die. Hunting, destroying, and killing is the only way I can really have fun, and by have fun I mean cum! My pussy is sopping wet at the thought of her choking on her own blood while we fuck over her dying corpse. And it’s a public service to end ugly pigs like her! I love to dismember but the sound of gargling and chocking on their own blood is my favorite noise. Chock bitch! Gasp for air, not worry it will be over soon, but not quite yet! The way you were ripping through her holes using her like the cock sleeve she is, so rough and forceful, is intoxicating! She is nothing but a fucking whore and she is lucky that she gets to spend her last moments with us. She is beneath us, and a disgusting cum dumpster. Use that gapping bloody hole to jerk your cock baby while I stab her, blood squirting around us. Yes baby lets shower in the blood of this stupid pig. She was made to satisfy our hunger, and I am starving! I want to watch you rip her apart! Don’t be shy! I don’t mind baby! You are amongst like company who loves when you take what you want with no regards for human life! But is she really human? I think she is a fucking disgusting pig and lucky to even be considered for this position. Her pay? Well that will be that we end her suffering, after all no one will want to use her after they see how destroyed her now one hole ,that was her ass and pussy, truly is for this Torture sex! Damn baby you did a great job!
Kidnapped for Snuff Movies
I was kidnapped for snuff movies. Didn’t this dude realize I am no longer some submissive whore? My car broke down on the side of the road. I think it over heated. The temps outside are scalding hot and my old beater could not keep up. I hitched a ride with a trucker. I mean he looked harmless. Perhaps he was or perhaps he was working with someone. He could have been blackmailed, cohered or just desperate for money. Or he could have been a sick pervert who gets off on torturing women and selling them on the black market. But I soon found myself in the fight of my life. I was bound and gagged in the back of his cab and I was not alone. There were about 20 other girls. All white and pretty. Many of them jail bait girls who looked terrified. I wanted to help us all. This was karma. This is what happens when you bring little girls to hell one at a time to buy back your own freedom. I am an accomplice phone sex partner and I have trafficked girls. This was payback from the universe. The old trucker who offered me a ride spoke English, but the wranglers who we were passed off to did not. We were stripped naked and hosed off. Men came in speaking all sorts of languages and paid for us. I was taken into a dank room for some extreme bondage and torture. My purchaser punched me, slapped me and verbally degraded me, but that was just the foreplay. He had more installed for me. He violently fucked my holes and choked me while his cock was deep inside my womb. I screamed. I cried but where I was, no one cared about a blonde whore. I was just a commodity. A piece of sold meat you get at the butcher’s. Hours turned into days and I was forced with the realization that hell is real and a torture sex death was my karma.
Gangbang Rape Porn Is Beneficial
Filming gangbang rape porn does a lot for me, it’s really beneficial. Friends, finances and fuck action, I get it all when I record and distribute my salacious sex sessions with a group of ravenous, cum crazed fuck fiends. Like all of my other evil exploits, I got this shit down to a science. I give that credit to the Virgo side of me.
Finding a bunch of boys who want to gang up on a hot little helpless and horrified teen whore and do everything they want to her is never a problem. Sometimes they wimp out when I tell them that I’m going to put them on camera. That’s okay, I put those high strung little fuck pigs on my other list to revisit at a later time when I’m not feeling very nice.
Of course I orchestrate the whole thing but I don’t sacrifice any of my uncertain feelings when four or five guys are violating me. I like not knowing if I’ll make it through to the end to even cut off the cameras and edit everything together so I tell them what toys and restraints to use and make sure they understand my safety signals then let them go to work. Whatever they want within certain bounds and I always know that they’re going to push those limits.
My ass and pussy never seem to get tired of being endlessly stretched out and reamed, but my throat has never been able to get over that pesky gag reflex. Guys like that shit, though. Making an incapacitated slut gag and puke all over their cocks really gets some guys off, and I get it. Frankly, that’s the one part I can do without but both the players and the viewers like to see it, so I let them push their pricks as far down my esophagus as they can to produce a puddle of my own gut grime for me to roll around in while they torture me and use my holes. Besides, if they go too far and try to choke me all the way out with their massive throat clogging meat, I can just bite it off. Nothing makes a rape loving degenerate think twice about his actions quicker than having another man’s cock spit into their faces. When I use the gushing blood spewing out of the screaming man’s crotch knob to lube up my pussy and get myself off, it shuts the whole thing down. It’s all good, I just rebrand it as a snuff video with a twist. That’s the Scorpio coming out of me, for sure.
I get top dollar for my gangbang rape porn videos and my viewers often times become my next performers. Now that I have a thing going, it’s kind of an incestuous circle that goes a long way to feed and satisfy my dark desires. Manufactured fucked up friends fueling my need to be completely dominated while helping me fund my lurid and frightful lifestyle at the same time. Pretty smart, huh?
Snuff Porn Summer Nights
During the hot summer nights, I love hunting for snuff porn victims. Last night, a new client and I went hunting together. He is a more hands on kind of guy. He had an ideal victim in mind. Most guys want a young blonde girl. This guy wanted a ginger whore. He had a look he was searching for too. Pale skin, freckles, no tits and raven hair. It is hard to find a little read-headed slut. But I am stealth and patient, and so is he. It is always best not to be impulsive. Wait until you find the perfect victim. The one that makes your cock the hardest. We found her. She was walking around Walmart looking for her mother. I told her I would take her to her mother. I never go to a Walmart. They always bring out my killer phone sex fantasies. I was in a blonde wig, big sunglasses and I was a few counties away from home. I never hunt in my backyard. No one recognized me. Walmarts are cesspools. The dregs of society. We were liberating this girl. Truly, she was going to be better off without a crack head mom who cannot keep tabs on her in a Walmart. We went to my cabin in the woods to make our snuff flick. It was over two hours before we heard the AMber alert. That crack head mama took awhile to realize her girl was MIA. That is why truck stops and Walmarts make great hunting grounds. My client’s dick had already cum twice in the little ginger whore’s holes before anyone realized she was gone. He was savoring her tight holes too. I filmed it. He wanted a memento of the day his rape phone sex fantasies became a reality. We killed her together which was hot because most of my clients just want to be there for the fucking but not the killing. No one will ever find her little body because there is never anything left once I am done making a slut disappear.
Murder phone sex Fantasies
I love rubbing my pussy while we talk about raping those little cunnies. I am going to take that little worthless bitch apart limb by limb. Lets bring her down to the chamber, strap her up to the electric chair and send shock waves through her body. Force feed that useless bitch your cock baby! While you are getting your rocks off in her throat, I will be downlow fist fucking that little virgin fresh bald slit of hers. Poor thing, won’t be so virgin when I am through with her. I am going to make it nice and easy for daddies cock to slide in and out of her! I crave little sweet pussies just as much as you do. Maybe we can drag her brother along and rip apart his asshole while his sister is bleeding out. What a way to traumatize that faggot!
Snuff Porn Accomplice
My stepson is in the snuff porn business. I am usually his star. We have an agreement of sorts. I do whatever he says and he gives me coke and does not tell his daddy what a coke fiend I am. I am indebted to my stepson because my husband cut me off financially years ago. He would give me money weekly for groceries and stuff, but it was all going up my nose. Now, I have to get creative with how I get my coke. I do little movies for him and he brings me coke and shuts his mouth. He is rough on my holes, but I have no choice really. He is blackmailing me. Plus, he is my number one coke supplier. I need to do whatever the fuck he wants even if it is a violent ass rape porn movie. Last night, that is what it was, but not for me. I got to be the mommy accomplice. It was hot. The plot of the film was that I was a mommy druggy whore who sold her daughter’s Lolita ass for coke. Trust me, if I had a daughter, that film would be mirroring my life. Not sure where he got the girl. I do not ask many questions. She was a young teen girl. She told me he offered her $500 and she needs to help her family. This one was young and innocent unlike me, but she was willing. I feared for her because I knew she had no clue what she was getting herself into. We made a violent teen rape porn. He streamed me sodomizing her with my fists and a beer bottle. He fucked her ass too. I just primed her tight teen shit box for him. She had a dirty ass if you know what I mean. I am a seasoned anal whore. I use an emema before I do a hardcore anal porn. I cleaned her ass out and up when I was done with her, but my stepson’s viewers loved it. Every fucking moment. Her ass was destroyed and sore at the end. I felt bad. She went through hell for $500. But then so do I. My stepson loves desperate girls. Do you?
Snuff Stripper slut
Did I think I would be a stripper? Not really, but here we are, and I am in the midst of my routine. Getting double whammy of cocks. The guys at the strip club know that is m down for torture sex.
They get me high and do whatever they please with me. They sometimes take it over bored and leave me stranded in the middle of a city I know nothing about, and they usually rob me of my money. I MEAN IT when I tell you that it gets me horny to be used that way.
Not only am I robbed, but I am also in excruciating pain. These guys love to drug me extra hard and fuck me up and post me all over the net.
Yet I still come back for the same routine with new clients and the same old ones. They all know they can abuse me and love that so much.
Better to be the Accomplice Phone Sex Partner than the Victim
I live for accomplice phone sex. Even a bimbo can clean up and look business like to distract a little one. I am seeing this guy who has a penchant for little blonde girls. He wanted one that looked like me but with no tits or ass yet. I am sure you like the same thing. I put on a suit and went trolling at the park for some sweet little girl. Little girls have no stranger danger for grown women, and they should. I was able to get one in the car with me willingly. She even put her seat belt on. I drove her to my boyfriend. He has had teen rape porn fantasies forever. I felt like a queen making them come true for him. He is not violent with me. Most men are which is why I was willing to bring him a little slut. He can work off his more violent urges on her fuck holes and save the good stuff for me. I was so happy to do this for him. My love knows no bounds. I helped him fuck her. I mean the little whore had some fight in her. She did this to herself, I told her. She got into a car with a total stranger. Never once questioned me when I told her I knew her parents. My boyfriend was rough on her holes. He told me she was super tight. I had no doubt. I was once tight like that until my father and his friends broke me in. It was hot watching him force his big cock into her tiny holes. She was bleeding and she was crying. Maybe, at one point in my life I would have felt badly for her. But not anymore. She was proof of my love for my man. I will get him a little whore every day of the week to stay in his favor. You have rape phone sex fantasies for something young and sweet? I will bring you a treat too.
Castration Phone Sex is Charity Sometimes
Castration phone sex is my specialty. Most of my calls are spent making tiny dick losers eunuchs. I do a lot of accomplice work too. Not that I do not love killing little bitches with you because I do. I hate brats and think the world needs less of them. But my passion is making this world a safer place for women like me. Men think with their dicks no matter how big or how small those dicks are. Men are impulsive. Most do not like to hear no. I recently started a side gig. In this #MeToo world many women are still not getting justice. Their attackers get off or are never brought to trial because in a he said she said world, the man usually wins. That’s not justice for women. Men who try to drug me or do not take no for an answer get one free junk removal. I have a castration and a medical fetish phone sex badge of honor, LOL. Why not do this for other women.
My fees are very reasonable. I will castrate a man on the word of another chick for $300-$500 no questions asked. I charge loser men $1500-$2000 for junk removal. This side gig is a passion project designed to get rid of men with inadequate equipment who do not know how to use it properly. I am being honest. The world is a better place without toxic masculinity. I did a job for free last night because a bunch of coeds sought me out for a frat boy who thinks his 4-inch nub is God’s gift to women. He likes to get coeds drunk and explore his rape phone sex fantasies. Not anymore. Used one of his victims as bait, and then I put him in my castration chair. They were all there with me holding knives to his junk when he woke up. He was strapped down and unable to fight. He was a big boy with a little dick. My first group castration project but it was therapeutic for those girls and wicked fun for me. This rich boy was never going to pay for his crimes, and he was going to just keep on shoplifting the pooty. No more. We took his balls as a collective. I know I am a cold-hearted bitch, but I have a charitable side. I may even take your junk for free too.














