Category: Taboo phone sex

It’s a Castration Phone Sex Day

castration phone sexI have decided it is a castration phone sex kind of day. I woke up in a foul mood. Well fouler than other days. I am not exactly little miss sunshine ever. Few things give me pure joy in life. One of the simple pleasures, however, that I like in life is junk removal. Too many men have balls that don’t need. My motto has always been, “Testicles are for Winners.” So when the Internet guy showed up unannounced when he was supposed to have been here yesterday, I knew he could turn my frown upside down. He was snarky and rude. As he was on my laptop doing a speed test he snooped into my files. Who the fuck does that when they are a professional?  He didn’t enjoy the snuff sex photos he saw so he started calling me a sick bitch. I showed him what I do when presented with bad customer service. I handcuffed him to the desk chair. He didn’t even see it coming. I think he just saw some emo punk girl. Never for a moment thought I was a dangerous bitch. He realized it when I had his pants around his ankles and my knife under his balls. He started pleading for me to be reasonable. Begged for me not to take his family jewels.  If that was the family jewels his family was in for a big disappointment. He just annoyed the piss out of me. He was late, rude, condescending, not to mention quite judgmental for a man with a 3 inch dick.  I let him whine and whimper for a few minutes then lobbed his worthless balls off.  The world doesn’t need another dick in the world. Let’s face it, the apple rarely falls far from the tree. Now, I just assured no bad apple would ever come form this douche bag. He was sitting their crying, bleeding all over my floor. A minor inconvenience for my altruism. I let him out of the handcuffs, tossed him a towel  to cleanup then informed him if he told a sole what I did to him, he would wake up one morning with his cocktail wienie stuffed in his mouth. I’m a crazy bitch, so he will heed my  warning.

Don’t ask for it if you don’t want it!

mutilation phone sexSeriously boys, if you don’t really want it… don’t fucking ask me for it! This pathetic little pain slut had been begging me for MONTHS to cut off his fucking legs, he said that he didn’t want them, that he was meant to be a fucking cripple. I kept telling him no no no, you will regret this, the pain will be too much for you, there is no way you could handle it. But nooooooo, this little fucking bitch boy just HAD to have it done and he wouldn’t stop whining about it every fucking day! So I said fuck it! I grabbed that little fucking psycho and strapped him to my table. His dick was hard and he was so excited… until I started cutting through his leg that is. That is when he started screaming and begging me to stop. He said the pain was too much for him to bear but that was just too fucking bad for him because there was  no fucking way that I was going to stop now! I told him, this is what you wanted remember?? I knew that it was going to go like this and that is why I said no, now you are going to have to fucking deal with it! I kept on sawing until both his fucking legs were cut the fuck off and then I had my doctor slave stitch his sorry ass up. The moral of the story is listen to your fucking Mistress because she knows better than you do!

Snuff Porn on the Fourth of July

snuff pornWhen people ask me what I did for Fourth of July, I will tell them snuff porn. It started out like any other Independence Day celebration. There was a cook out, pool party and lots of party supplies. I was in my red, white and blue bikini doing lines of blow off of cocks. There was a pool orgy. I got gang banged under water. Once it got dark, however, things changed. The mood went from fun in the sun to sinister under the moon. I was yanked out of the pool with cum leaking out of my fuck holes. I was tossed on a picnic table and sodomized in the ass by ears of corn. I am no stranger to hardcore anal or foreign objects up my ass, however when the corn was replaced with firecrackers, I got scared. I’ve seen videos of drunk men getting seriously injured fucking around with fireworks. I was laying on my stomach with fireworks in my ass. I was getting skull fucked when someone lit the one in my ass. The guys at the party restrained me so I couldn’t move. When it went off it burned part of my ass. I could smell the scorched flesh. The pain was awful. They laughed as they came on my face. I begged for medical assistance, but more, bigger, fireworks were shoved in my fuck holes. This time a roman candle was in my cunt in ass. “Don’t worry whore, we will piss on you before any real damage is done,” one of them seethed. A roman candle could take off a limb. I didn’t trust that their urine could put it out in enough time to not result in permanent damage. They were drunk and stoned, treating me like some animal they found in the woods to torture. Their piss did nothing to let out the flames. The urine just burned my wounds. I was lying on the picnic table, restrained watching as my body was about to be blown to bits. Blood and sinew spewed out of me as they laughed. The last thing I heard as I was covered in my own blood, was “Blair really was a firecracker.”

The Rockets Red Glare

torture phone sex karmaIt’s the fourth of July. Everyone I know wants to go see the damned fireworks show.

Fuck that I am going to make my own fireworks show.

An evil, sadistic, twisted, wicked show just for me.

The main event is sedated and bound in the guest bedroom.

I have bought all the explosives I need to light up the night sky and make me ooo and ahhh at the sight and sound of it all.

Sitting here with a slippery wet cunt and a tingle in my stomach because waiting is the hardest part.

As the sun is begins to set and I go outside to start setting everything up. Just as I start to think that he should be waking up soon , I hear him start to moan through the bed room window. his moans soon become screams as he realizes his plight.

Pulling him into the center of the yard I cut all the clothes off of him. I open the sparklers and begin sharpening the little metal sticks so that I can push them into his body before lighting them.

Surveying my handy work I am very pleased with the way he looks. Almost like a porcupine. Small trails of blood running down his flesh. Lighting all the sparklers I release him from the chain and watch as he runs, screaming as the little sparks burn his flesh.

I thought he would stop drop and roll and ruin it for me but he didn’t.

Next I begin to tape the good stuff to his body with duct tape, Roman candles taped to his sides, Cakes taped to his chest and forehead and bottle rockets inserted in his penis and mouth.

As soon as they are all lite I step back and watch, his screams making me wetter then hell, knowing that the site of his chard and disfigured body as he takes his last breath will make me cum hard.

Curiosity Killed The Cat

torture phone sex angie1It was a great costume party all though not the time of year for one. Drinks were flowing, drugs were being passed around and no one knew who any one was in their costumes. Standing in the corner watching as everyone mingled, my eyes caught a young man in a black Zorro type mask. the look in his eyes were so familiar. Not like I recognized who he was. but like I recognized the look of the hunt. He was watching a young girl in the corner like a car watching it’s prey while crouched in the grass before it pounces. I could feel the thrill rising in my crotch because I knew what he was doing. he stalked her for hours before going outside for what I assumed was a bit of fresh air. When he returned he approached her and I saw him pull something from his pant’s pocket. A bit of talk between them and she was following him out the door. I watched them walk towards a car that wasn’t parked far from mine. He opened the trunk, I saw him lift his arm and come down as she slumped to the ground. He hit her with something knocking her out. As he lifted her off the ground and into his trunk, I slipped behind the wheel of my car. I followed from a safe distance to a patch of woods off a highway. I watched him hand cuff her hands behind her back and kiss her limp body while caressing her legs and lifting her skirt. Finally it appeared that she was coming to. I saw the glint of the blade and thought he would kill her and I would get no further thrill. But instead he used the knife to cut her clothes off her body before he fucked her as she fought helplessly. I could see him fucking her faster and faster before he wrapped his hands around her neck. He knew just what he was doing, choking her slowly as he drew his orgasm out for as long as he could. He was slumped over her, exhausted from the ordeal and she was slumped lifeless under him when I felt the hot cum dripping down my legs.

I love snuff sex the most!

snuff sexI love snuff sex… especially when I get to ill some little fucking annoying bitch! There was this little whore, too young to be doing the things she was doing, hanging out by my house all the time. She was trying to sell her body to men going by and she was calling a lot of attention to my neighborhood… attention that I didn’t fucking want! So I decided I had to take her out, I sent a friend out to rent her for an hour, only it was going to end in her death instead. First my friend used her as a little fucktoy then I got my turn. I fucked that sorry bitch up, cut her into pieces and fed her to my fucking dogs! No evidence to connect me to her, no evidence that that fucking whore ever even existed! Now I have a much quieter block and no more whore to annoy me… you do what you gotta do yanno?

Domination Phone Sex: Forced Intoxication

domination phone sexDomination phone sex is what I want. Sometimes, however, I need to be careful what I ask for because domination comes in all sorts of forms. When I told Max I was a good submissive whore who did whatever she was told, I didn’t think he would make be drink so much. He loves force intoxicating girls. Getting them fall down drunk. All I had in my house was a bottle of Tennessee piss water, some pot and a small bag of coke. That was enough party supplies for me. The Jack Daniels was a gift. I’m a Kentucky bourbon girl. At first it started out as doing shots. A shot then a line and repeat. But he didn’t think I was getting drunk fast enough. I am a tall sturdy girl and a seasoned drinker. That means I can drink a lot, even more than most men. He changed up the game. I had to chug the bottle like it was water. I was gagging. Gulping as much of the whiskey as I could. Then it hit me like a ton of bricks. I felt dizzy and sick. I was slurring my words, stumbling. I tried to walk and fell over my couch. Face down in the carpet. I managed to still be talking somehow. I puked. My caller was getting off on that. I don’t remember everything, but I do remember him ordering me to lick my puke up off the carpet. I was so drunk I did it. I didn’t even fake it. I didn’t lick it all up, however, because I puked again. Passed out on my caller. Woke up this morning to an email praising my acting talents. Telling me it was the best and most realistic forced intoxication phone sex call he has ever had. I didn’t really realize I could fake it. I am a submissive whore. I do what I am told, no matter how humiliating and disgusting I find your request.

Ass Rape Porn Prison Style

ass rape pornI thought it was going to be a drug filled fun day. Instead it was an ass rape porn kind of day. My drug dealer decided to up his price for the holiday weekend. Now I pay for my drugs with sex like any other whore. But, I use way more powder than most whores, so I have to get pretty kinky for my white candy. My dealer needed me to smuggle some heroin up my ass to deliver to a friend on the inside. I can look like a sweet soccer mom, so I was the chosen drug mule. I didn’t want to carry a brick of that shit up my ass. For one, that is a drug that could kill me if it leaked into my body in that kind of quantity. Plus, it was big. No way a brick of anything was fitting up my ass. Wrong. After your ass is plummeted by about forty big black dicks anything will fit up your ass, even 4 bricks of uncut pure heroin. I walked funny from the drug bricks up my butt, but I delivered it to inmate 221 at the Riverside Correctional facility. I was not strip searched. I shit the bricks out in a bathroom where a guard on the take dispensed it to the inmate running my dealer’s business from the inside. I guess some leaked out because I was high as a kite after the potty. A guard intervened. Took advantage of the situation and  fed me to a bunch of prisoners who haven’t had pussy or female ass in a decade. I was fucked beyond recognition. Fucked bloody. Fucked to unconsciousness.  Fucked right into the infirmary. I really didn’t remember much, but it was caught on camera, so I guess I am a prison anal whore now. I may never be able to shit again properly, but I made my dealer very happy. That means I am going to have one hell of a holiday weekend.

My Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Fetish

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As I felt both cocks work in tandem, pushing themselves deeper and deeper inside my holes, I only wished I had another forcing its way into my mouth. The thought of being a 3 hole fuckdoll for my Master and his friends made me feel like an utter slut, and that was something I craved so bad. I was desperate to have multiple cocks stretch and tear all of my holes, treating me in the manner of a ragdoll with no say in what happens to her. And as I felt a load of cum fill my cunt, and then my ass, I did what any good whore would do and sucked both men clean, before licking up all the mess I’d made. This is my addiction. Gangbang Rape Porn. It’s the only thing that gets me going! Daddy walked in on me watching my biggest fetish and was happy to make it happen – and we all I know I wanted it.

Snuff phone sex Addiction with Makayla

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My daddy is a very twisted man, something deep down inside of him is rotten. His deep down rottenness is taken over his body. His Addictions are more than drinking and getting high. Now he can’t stop, I still remember the very first time I saw it. That was when I finally felt a connection with my daddy.  Daddy was on-top of this girl. She couldn’t have been much older than me but she looked just like me. I could see the light slip out of her blood shot eyes. Her face was blue and she was gone but daddy kept fucking her. He kept choking her, squeezing her neck harder and harder. Slamming his cock in and out of her bloody asshole. He forced his way inside of her holes. He got her high, tied her up and made her his very first victim. I had always questioned if he was even my father until that night. Watching him fucking her like that made my pussy so fucking wet. I knew I was just as evil and rotten as he was. Ever since then I have wanted to be fucked just like my look a like.