Category: Torture phone sex

Torture sex gets bloody soaked in blood is delicious

Torture sex Torture sex always on your mind too? You deserve it babe. You deserve to suffer every delicious second and completely submit to me. I take a moment to drink in your trembling form, my gaze lingering on the bulge in your pants. I know what you want, and I am more than happy to oblige.

I reach out and trace a finger down your chest, feeling your heart race beneath my touch. “Tonight, my dear,” I purr, “we are going to indulge in the ultimate taboo. We are going to explore the forbidden world of cannibalism.”

Your eyes widen in shock, but I can see the hunger in them, the desire to be consumed. You know this is the best way to be worth something. To become a meal to a Goddess has always been your dream. And so, I lead you to the table, I lay you down, my eyes roving over your body with a predator’s gaze. You are going to be a yummy treat for Mommy.

I strip off my clothes, revealing my own body in all its glory. I am a goddess, a creature of power and desire, and I am here to take what is mine. I climb onto the table, my legs straddling your chest, my hands gripping your throat. I lean in close, my breath hot against your ear. “Tonight, I will feast on you,” I whisper.

I sink my teeth into your cock flesh, the taste of blood and sweat and fear filling my mouth. It is intoxicating, a rush of power and pleasure that courses through me like a drug. I devour you, my hands and mouth working in tandem to tear you apart. You cry out, your body writhing beneath me, but I do not relent. I am a predator, and you are my prey. Cannibalism phone sex with me, no meat goes to waste!

 

Torture Phone Sex in Exchange for Coke Left Me Gaped and Sore

torture phone sexTorture phone sex calls leave me battered and bruised sometimes. I do have a strong pain slut fetish. But the older I get, the less tolerant of pain I get too. So, maybe I am not the same pain whore of my younger days. Guys do not care though. Not when you want to trade for coke. Dealers expect more than just pussy from an old girl. They want to make me hurt. Or they want to watch others hurt me. I know. One day, I will not wake up.

Over the weekend, I needed more coke. I blew through my stash on Friday night alone. Perhaps, I could out snort Tommy Montana, LOL. Marcus, my regular guy only had weed. I took all his coke on Thursday. I went to four more dealers looking for a big bag.

On the 4th one, I got lucky. Well, maybe not so lucky. But I got coke. The dealer had some goons tie me up for torture sex. He humiliated me first, so I thought maybe this would not be too awful. Wrong. He did not want to trade my holes. He wanted to punish and torture them.

My Holes Get Used Every Time if I Want Coke

But he wanted me used and degraded. So, he called in his goons. They tied me up spread eagle. Then they began slapping me. Hard too. Face, tits, ass, pussy…. When they started spitting on me, I knew I picked the wrong dealer. And I pleaded to be let go. I even said I would not need any coke. Just let me go. But their fun had only just begun.

The electric sticks came out next. You know, those shock sticks they use on cattle. But instead of a tap on the ass, I got one shoved up my ass and another one rammed in my cunt. They fucked me with cattle prods. I pissed myself. My entire body shook uncontrollably. When they stopped, they replaced the prods with baseball bats and fists. I never got a cock because they said they did not fuck skanky whores.

My ass looks like an ass rape porn star ass after a big black cock gang bang. Gaped open wide. In fact, it’s still gaped open and sore even two days later. But at least I have coke to get through a couple more days.

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies Often Require a Sick Accomplice to Fulfill

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex fantasies come true when you hire me. I moonlight on the dark net. A mercenary of sorts. Although some might consider me a hired assassin, I do not look at myself that way. I merely help men achieve their murderous wet dreams. For a profit of course. My dungeon equipment costs a lot of money. And I love killing. Assassins usually just shoot a target, but I savor the kill. Prolong the kill for sexual satisfaction. I get off on another person’s pain and fear.

Friday night, I helped Luther kill a hot teen slut. Although he had a target in mind, I convinced him to use a surrogate. As the boyfriend of the mother, the police would look at him as a suspect if his girlfriend’s teen daughter turned up dead. Men need an accomplice phone sex partner like me to keep them grounded and safe from arrest. So, I convinced my dark net client to kill and fuck a surrogate in a different county.

We drove a couple hours, and a surrogate fell in our laps. We picked up a teenage runaway turning tricks at the rest stop to get money for a bus ticket to California. When she approached Luther, he told her we would give her a lift and some money. And I added she could stay with us in a hotel for a night. She thought we were a kinky couple. As I drove this little soon to be dead whore, blew Luther.

A Good Accomplice Keeps You Safe From Arrest

He likely shot his wad a few times before we got to the no tell motel. This little whore had no idea this would be her final trick. Luther pounced on her as soon as we entered the room. Turned her into a teen rape porn star. I filmed it. But she did not seem to be a novice to rough sex. Luther split her cunt open with his huge cock and aggressive fucking. And I caught it all on film. What happened next, she had never experienced before. Luther plowed a knife into her belly and gutted her like a fish.

She did not die instantly. It was a slow torturous death with her entrails and blood pouring out of her body. Luther fucked her even after she took her last breath. With my encouragement, he jacked off over her dead body a few times too. She was a runaway hooker junkie. Doubt anyone will miss the bitch.

Teen Phone Sex Fantasy With Accomplice Rena

Your teen phone sex rape fantasy has had me so twisted lately.  You talked about kidnapping a group of teens, both girls and boys and taking them to an abandoned house you owned.  This house has a dungeon that comes off the basement where we will hold them as our personal sex slaves.  We have video in this mall dark room because we noticed the young boys and girls liked playing with each other. It was hot for us knowing we had our own porns of these kidnapped holes we took for our pleasure in mind, also getting pleasure from what was around them.

The other day I remember you saying you were going to invite a bunch of your college frends to come down and get their cum out in whatever holes they choose. They wasted no time shoving cock down throats, the sounds of throats being choked and gaged .as so hot. Spitup flying all over bodies and controlled cum spraying into the hair o f these little soon to be whores.

There is something about watching small holes get filled with big things like cock before you start to join in and play for some nice and hard ass rape porn like fucking. If it makes you a wet hot slut like me, we are on the

Evil Phone Sex is a Torturous Adventure Full of Pleasure

Evil phone sex can be a wonderful way to explore something extreme. My love for extreme snuff is great. In fact I often imagine how it would be to have a legal means of cannibalism. Just like being able to take the worthless drains on society and well… make hamburgers from them.

Now this just triggered a memory from a movie I saw once. This woman would run a B&B of sorts. Rather I think she just rented a room to travelers. Well, often the victims are ones led to her because their rental was already rented.

Anyway so the guy that hooked her up with the unlucky sod was actually the burger shop owner. This woman did the butchering in her own basement. Obviously this turns me on.

Finally I decided to add a large meat grinder and a stainless steel table to my play room. It’s my great pleasure to invite my first victim over for drinks. This is a young black man that has nothing better to do than harass white women and force himself on them.

Ultimately I like to play his game. And let him in my house. But the moment he steps in the threshold I knock him out. Then I drag him down the stairs. Of course carelessly and bonk his head like a plunk plunk plunk down the stairs. But damn! That trail of blood jeeze dude did ya have to bleed so much?

Evil Phone Sex Holds No Boundaries

Finally in my playroom and hooked into a hoist I lift him to the table and start to bleed him. Then as I take a big meat cleaver I chop his limbs off and his head. Then I chop his torso in half. There He is now in portions I can play with.

Would you like to become a flesh gourmet meat finder for me. This one was a little bad on the stomach. I prefer a cleaner and leaner piece. Maybe some young virgins would do us better?

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I Never Sign Up for Torture Sex, But I Always Get It

torture sexI did not sign up for torture sex. But I got it, nonetheless. My husband gave me a grand to fix the car, but instead I bought coke. And not the first time I have misappropriated household funds. But this has not happened in a while. I got better at concealing my blow habit when I could trade my pussy and ass for a bag of coke. But this week, no one would fuck me for blow. My two regular dealers could not be reached, so I went somewhere else. And he gave me a lot of coke.

However, he took all the money, and I could not trade my pussy for car parts. So, I answered an ad for a bondage phone sex whore for a photo shoot. The pay was a grand. Just what I needed. And this photo shoot seemed vanilla. I love vanilla after all the abuse I take on and off the phone. But I should have known it was too good to be true. Nothing vanilla or easy ever happens to me.

Sometimes, The Torture Pain is Just Too Much to Handle

While tied up to a chair, this woman tortured me. A male director, and a female mistress. Women can be the cruelest bitches around. Sometimes, the director joined in inflicting pain, but most of my bodily trauma came from some younger bitch. She poked me with a hot iron fireplace poker. And that was a first. I am going to have a scar that I must explain. Electric shocks all over my body came next. I jolted so much my pissed all over the floor.

It felt like the kind of torture phone sex that could kill a person. Cigarette burns on my nipples came last. Can you imagine smelling your own burning flesh? Finally, it ended. And I did get my money to pay for the car fixtures. But not even a $1,000 in coke would dull my pain.

Torture sex is what brother used me for

My big brother had a thing for Torture sex. He learned it from my uncle. Both of us had to watch and help, as my uncle used young sluts. Soon my brother’s big cock was hard every time he watched young subby sluts get panties off. “Ram your cock in her mouth” my uncle demanded as he ripped a live bonded fuck doll. I had to film it, but my cunty did start to react. After that, if my uncle wasn’t using me my brother was. “Open your mouth, you know what your made for” my brother said.

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Since I have been beaten and tied up until bloody for not sucking cock, I opened my mouth right away. My brother rammed his cock down my throat until I choked and gagged. “Do it like unc has showed you to do” you moan. Even though it was rough, I couldn’t help but get wet. You finger go down to my cunt and start deep fuck my pussy. “Get in position” you say sternly, and it reminded me of our uncle when he used me. I knew what was next which made me nervous but excited.

“Fuck your ass looks like it needs to get fucked” you grunt as you start to push deep inside me. You hard pound my ass and something inside me was burning. I was horny and it made my cunty tickle. My hands slowly reached my clitty and I started to rub it. My brother was using my ass just like uncle had many times. He learned from him too well.

Especially when I felt his hands wrap around my neck. You start to rough fuck me, just like we watched our unc due to many young bitches. Soon my pussy started to pulse and had and orgasm right before you filled my ass up. As I felt your cock explode inside me, I passed out. In the morning my ass was soar, “you milked me right” you say. My brother ripped my ass open every night after that. 

Mutilation Phone Sex And The Cosmetic Surgeon

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Mutilation phone sex can leave you horrified, embarrassed and horny for more. My friend, Joann decided she wanted to make a trip to the plastic surgeon to get a few things done. She wanted to get some Botox and a revision on her nose job. When the date came she was excited because she’d waited a long time to get the work done. She gets to the doctor’s office and he starts out talking about the work that’s going to be done. He tells Joann that they’re having a promotion on pussy tightening and that lots of women love it. It’s supposed to give you the virgin pussy back. Joann figured, why not. The nurse comes in to administer the anesthesia and she’s out like a light. The doctor does her nose revision, by just making the tip of it smaller, gives her the Botox in her forehead and moves on the her pussy. When he and the nurse look at her pussy, they think that it looks a little strange. Her clit is larger than normal and the opening looks stretched out. What Joann didn’t know is this particular surgeon has never done surgery on any woman over twenty five! Joann is pushing fifty. The doc chops off most of her clit and stitches up half of her pussy hole. When Joann wakes up, she complains about the pain. He tells her that he’ll prescribe pain killers. She goes home with enough pain meds to last a few days and prescriptions for antibiotics and pain killers. When she goes to the bathroom for the first time since the surgery, there’s blood in her piss and a white goo too. She wipes carefully and goes to the bed and sits down. The pain is almost unbearable. Joann gets a hand mirror to look at her pussy. As soon as she sees it, she shrieks in horror. ” Nooo, no ,no what did he do!” she wails. Her stomach hurts too. In the mirror she sees her mangled pussy. There is a stump where her clit was and he pussy hole has been sewn up. The doctor tried her new cunt out while she was under. He fucked her new sit and came inside her. She remembered him saying any man will love it cause it’s so tight like a girl. Joann was stunned. She’d been deformed without even knowing, until it was too late. There would be no more orgasms for her, the smaller slit was too painful. Only doing blowjobs was an option, she thought.

Castration phone sex is the kinda fun that makes me cum

Castration phone sexCastration phone sex, It’s not for the faint-hearted, but then again, neither am I. When you enter my playground, I reign as the queen of torture and pleasure. I’m not into the fluffy, vanilla stuff. No, I prefer my sex rough, my language vulgar, and my encounters exhilarating.

There’s something about the raw vulnerability, the fear, and the excitement that gets me going. It’s a dance of power and submission, a game of cat and mouse that leaves us both breathless. And you completely ball-less. 

Haven’t you been dreaming of the day where you completely submit? You on your back, trembling in fear, as the cold steel of my bolt cutters are pressed against your skin. Sounds lovely, doesn’t? I dream of the mess it is going to make. I want to make a huge squish noise as I make your nuts crack.

I love to tease, to taunt, to drive pathetic little losers like you crazy with anticipation. I take great pleasure in watching my subjects squirm. After all, there’s nothing more satisfying than knowing you’ve got someone right where you want them. I know you are ready for the Torture sex you’ve been wishing for.

 

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Mommy Makes My Son Money

rape phone sex fantasiesMy son has more than rape phone sex fantasies for mommy. He has real-life experience because I am his cash cow. He gives me coke and I let him violate me for his streaming audience. But he loves me. When I showed up at his place, I sported a half top that said, “I Have No Tits.” But the shirt seemed ironic because my boy paid for me to get massive boobs years ago. I sported big lips too thanks to Botox. Around my neck, I wore a choker necklace that said, “MILF” in rhinestones.

My son had a big bag of coke for me. As I crawled to the bowl of coke, I showed off my fuck holes and my prolapsed asshole. It pops out easier than my teeth do. As I crawled toward the coke, my boy kicked me hard many times. But that just brought in the tips. He even shoved his foot down on my back, forcing me to struggle to stay on all fours while I crawled. A few kicks to my pussy, swelled up my mound too. But my son loves violent phone sex because it brings in the tips.

I am My Son’s Cash Cow

Once I got to the coffee table with the bag of coke, he shoved my face into the bag and started to pump my prolapse as I snorted. Punched my pussy while he did it. He enjoys making me his fuck puppet. Eventually, he went elbow deep in my ass and lifted me in the air just to bounce me off the walls. Tied up my tits with rope until they turned purple while I recovered from the head banging on the walls. Since I have such huge tits, he pulled them around my back and zip tied them together. But I felt that pain coked up.

My ass felt like it hung out of my ass even further after his elbow, but my boy disagreed. So, he put some coke on my prolapse and put a suction tube over it to pump it up and stretch it out further. While my ass pumped up, he explored some suffocation phone sex fun. The plastic bag with the coke still in it went over my head. At least when I struggled for air, I got even higher. While struggling to breathe, my prolapse became his cock sleeve again.

My Boy Loves to Get Me High and Abuse My Body

The chimes poured in because his viewers love to watch my skinny, fucked up ass get some much needed protein. Cum in my belly, cum on my face and cum in my cunt fed me well. He got tired of my prolapse after a bit. And that’s when he turned his focus to my pee hole. Or has he referred to it, “My fourth hole.”

Even as high as I was, I could feel him pissing into my pee hole. He knocked my teeth out because we both forgot they were in. And somehow, he turned me upside down and skull fucked me. It was easier to do with my tits pulled around back and out of the way.

It felt like he fucked me forever. He even shoved his cock and balls in my ass at once. I gagged and sputtered, but eventually passed out because he smothered me with his cock and balls. So, he threw me across the room to wake me back up. And the feeling of my bones crushing did the trick. By this time, I could only see stars. Plus, I could barely talk or walk. But he treated my body like a shot put a few more times until I collapsed on the floor.

Even as Much as My Son Beats Me and Uses Me, I Know He Loves Me

 I had hoped he was done with me, but did not appear to be yet. He picked me up like a bowling bar with a finger in my prolapse and one in my cunt. As he lifted me off the floor, I feared he would toss me across the room again. But instead of that, he smashed my face in the coke one more time. However, he did engage eventually in a game of MILF Toss. The chimes poured in again as he threw me 3 feet across the room.

As I laid curled up in a ball on the floor, he fucked my prolapsed asshole one more time. But he saved his cum and piss for my mouth since I am his sperm bank. He raked in the money from the live stream. And I raked in the coke. So, I got batter and bruised severely. That’s nothing some ice and primo coke cannot fix.