Strangulation phone sex leaves me begging for more every time. I am an erotic asphyxiation girl. I have always enjoyed rope, ties, collars and scarves around my neck. I have hidden my many bruises over the years with choke collar necklaces and silk ties. Jim knew my secret, however. He hates me. I never meant to tip my hat to him at a party. I got drunk and ran my mouth to a girlfriend about by dark fetish. He overheard us and used it to his advantage. He has hated me for years because I rebuffed him. He has been trying to date me for years, but he is neither rich or handsome. Plus, he is not a dominant man. Years of sexual frustration and rejection turned into anger towards me. He drugged my glass with something potent. When I woke up, I was naked with a choke caller on and in his house. I know he has rape fantasies about me. I was afraid, those fantasies were about to become a reality. He had no desire to fuck my whore holes. He said he realized years ago that I was likely a diseased skank. I had never seen this side of him. Jim was a mild manner geek with a paper pushing job. I only knew him because he was the brother of a friend. He told me if I was such a kinky slut, then I wouldn’t mind him choking the shit out of me. I thought this was some sort of snuff porn hoax. I mean he didn’t have it in him to hurt me. I was wrong. It wasn’t the first time, but I think it would be my last time. His hands went around my neck so tight that I passed out. I felt blood welling up in my throat when I woke up. I started choking on my blood, then everything went dark.
Category: Taboo phone sex
Strangulation Phone Sex
Snuff Sex Fantasies
Snuff sex is not for the weak. I get guys who call me all the time saying, “hey baby,” or “how you doing baby.” They call me thinking that they can charm their way into my panties. I know those asshats have the wrong number. I know they don’t have the stomach for my dark fantasies. I am on a snuff site for a reason. I am not girlfriend material. If I were on a vanilla site, I would be fired because all those dumb asses looking for the girlfriend experience would complain when I castrated them or worse. I am a sadistic killer. I give guys the killer experience. I take them through their deepest darkest fantasies to show them what it would be like to get away with assault, torture and snuff. The losers calling me baby and honey, can’t handle what is in my head. What is in your head. I am all about blood and guts. You don’t need to wine and dine me. You just need to pay me and tell me what your darkest fantasies are, so I can make them cum true. Nothing is off limits or too extreme for a taboo phone sex sadistic like me. Who do you want to murder?
I Love Watching People Suffer
I have always had a fascination with the medical industry and how far you can push a human body. I love torturing and using some of my own medical tools I have acquired over the years. I love pushing a limit on someone even if they say no, that word is not in my vocabulary. I have a couple stupid bitches that let me experiment and of course no guy because they are all lame and only think with their pin pricks will fuck anything if it gets that thing wet. I had a girl over and my lackey he helped put the speculum inside her loose vagina and stretch it as wide as we could. We got it open about the size bigger than a forearm. I had to choke her with multiple dicks and she was seizing up and all I was doing was fucking my fat pussy in her misery, these guys were like mindless zombies fucking her vagina grand canyon and pouring as much cum into as possible.
Kidnapping Juliet Phone Sex
I love been taken over the streets by you. You’ve watched me for a while, you know my patterns my friends, where I like to go. You know that I’m just a little whore who likes to be beaten so if I went missing no one would even bat an eye. My lust for pain was bound to catch up to me eventually. You’re excited as you follow me down the road staring on my long legs, making your cock hard. You start to imagine all the things your going to make a dumb whore like me do for you. You can’t help yourself, you lunge forward and start to choke me from behind while no one is around. While I lose consciousness you drag me back and toss me into the trunk of your car before speeding me away to my end.
Bloody and Painful Ass Rape Porn
Ass rape porn stars like me are often strung out addicts. You need to be high to take anal torture. I was partying with a dealer and his friends over the weekend. I trade my holes for blow or whatever drug I can get. He gave me some coke if I entertained his friends. Of course, I let him pass me around like a piece of candy. It is just sex. I have fucked for far less in my life. My coke habit is expensive. My allowance doesn’t begin to cover what I use. So, years ago I learned that trading my body for blow was a smart move. It is a dangerous move too because when you barter for drugs, guys know they can do anything to you. Only a skanky bitch would trade her fuck holes for blow. To them that means anything goes, even anal torture sex. I was high, but not high enough to not feel the pain of several fists in me at once. Two fists went in my ass simultaneously. They got as deep as their elbows. Even high as fuck, I felt that shit. My ass prolapsed and bled. They laughed and joked about kicking my ass back in. They were high on something that made them more sadistic. One dude put a chain around my prolapsed ass and walked me around the room like a dog. Even though I was the pet, the other guys pissed in my face like they were dogs. I could hear my dealer saying, “Make that dirty whore earn her coke guys.” That they did. I was fisted so hard and so deep I may never sit or shit right again. I was forced to drink piss and suck dicks clean that were covered in my shit and blood. I was fucked for hours and humiliated over and over. Small price to pay for free drugs when you are an addict.
Torture Sex on National Corn on the Cob Day
Master pimped me out for some torture sex. He needed money and he said I was his only commodity. He sold me for the day to a bunch of hillbilly farmers. Apparently, it was National Corn on the Cob Day. As they strapped me down to some machine used to husk corn, the boys from deliverance had an evil grin on their faces. I swear, I felt like I was in a Wrong Turn movie. They were in overalls, missing many teeth and looked like they were a few generations into inbreeding. My only hope was that they would force fuck me with corn on the cob instead of their hillbilly dicks. Be careful what you wish for. They had a barrel of freshly husked corn for my fuck holes. I swear, I heard Dueling Banjos playing as they grabbed corn ears to sodomize me with. They had a sick way of celebrating National Corn on the Cob Day. They made an ass rape porn with me as the star, rather my asshole as the star and corn cobs as my co-star. You wouldn’t think that corn on the cob would hurt, but when you have inbred freaks shoving 4 and 5 ears of thick corn in your ass at once, you are screaming bloody murder. I was out in some desolate corn farm too. No one could hear my screams. I tried to think of something else, anything else, but these inbred mother fuckers smelled awful. They were hands down the most disgusting men master has ever sold me too. I was the star of some bizarre corn on the cob snuff porn. I was trying to see the positive. Corn on the cob was better than their cocks. Corn on the cob was just foreplay. After my fuck holes were bloody and gaping, they hillbilly fucked me. Their dicks were dirty and deformed, likely diseased too. Who would have thought I would have ever wished to be gang banged by corn on the cob over cock. Happy Corn on the Cob day my ass. I don’t think I can ever look at corn the same way again.
Torture Sex Killer for Hire
Torture sex killer is my handle on the darknet. I have no problem finding men who want to hire me for the jobs that they lack the balls to do. I am a sick bitch with no remorse. I am not cheap, but I am efficient. Taylor contacted me last week for a job he needed done quickly. He was hiring me as a contract killer on his girl friend’s daughter. The girl is your typical spoil bitch cock tease. She has been blowing her mother’s boyfriend for gifts and money for months now. She denies him access to her perfect cunt, however. She recently told him she needed a new car, or she would tell her mother that he forced himself on her. He has plenty of money to buy her a car. He has plenty of money to hire her executioner too. Smart man. He knew it would never stop. She would blackmail him until she was old enough that touching his dick wouldn’t matter. He paid me what three cars would have cost. When he showed me her picture, my cunt got wet at the thought of a teen rape porn with this slut. I hate hot teen cock teases like her. I killed her last night. Today’s headline read, “The Grisly Death of a Cheerleader.” I made it look like a home invasion gone wrong. Terribly wrong. I massacred the bitch while her mom was out with my client giving him an airtight alibi. I stabbed her in the cunt a few times. Sexually mutilated her perfect teen body. Chopping off her perky tits was my favorite part. She cried and screamed as I stabbed her porcelain skin. By the time I was done, she was unrecognizable. Just a pile of raw hamburger meat. The sexual frenzy would make it look like a deranged madman or maybe a ritualistic murder. Anything to make the cops look for a stranger. A deranged psychopathic killer like me. Who can I slay for you?
Can you believe they let me babysit?
Can you believe they let me babysit their little girl? Me? A sick twisted bitch that has never pretended to be anything else? Crazy right? Well, crazy or not there I was watching this little brat and bored as fuck so I decided to have a little fun. I stripped that little bitch naked and tied her to her bed and tortured her for hours. Just cutting little pieces of her off and breaking her little bones. I had finally gotten to opening up her lil fuck holes with my biggest strap on cock when her parents came home and at that point I kind of had to kill them too. I couldn’t just let them call the cops or something right? Luckily they were easily restrained and I just continued to have my fun until the little bitch was finally dead. Then I fucked her parents up and set the house on fire. Honestly it was the most fun I’d even had babysitting!
Gangbang Rape Porn in the Dirty Bookstore
I was not expecting to star in a gang rape porn in the adult bookstore. I went in to get a new vibrator. Usually, I am alone there besides the counter guy. He knows me by name. I go through sex toys like a porn star. There were some trucker guys there looking at the blow up sex dolls and flesh lights. One of the guys started talking to me, but I don’t engage strangers in sex shops. I was polite and brief. They started talking about the stuck up redhead. I started to walk to the counter, but one guy grabbed me. I saw another guy hand the counter guy a bunch of money. Hush money was my guess. I was in trouble. I heard one of the guys say something like why get a sex doll when there was a live whore right here. They blindfolded me and ripped off my clothes. Cocks were in my mouth, pussy and ass. It went from gangbang to ass rape porn. They were fisting my ass and using sex toys in the store on me. It hurt. I was crying. Even the store clerk got in on the action, forcing his barely legal dick up my dry ass. They told me I asked for it being alone in a dirty bookstore. Perhaps they were right. Wherever I go, I have a knack for getting in trouble. I guess I give off that worthless whore vibe.
I Need The Pain
I love allowing someone to take complete control over me. It makes me feel complete, less worried. Takes off the burden of making the small decisions. Having no choice is a lot easier then being the one making a choice. Sex now feels empty without some kind of force in place. I need to feel pain in order to feel any pleasure. I’ve gotten so use to the abuse that without it, I feel almost nothing other then dissatisfaction. Is it so much to want every hole to be taken advantage of, to have my body destroyed in the name of pleasure. I submit to you, I’m completely under your control for whatever you desire. I love being your submissively little bitch.











