Category: Torture phone sex

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.

Rape Fantasies Phone Sex Get Hard and Hot With Rena

As a woman, rape phone sex fantasies turn me on like no other. One where I was helplessly tied up, my wrists and ankles bound tightly to the bedposts is my favorite. The feeling of vulnerability was overwhelming as I waited for my torment to begin. Suddenly, a cold, hard object was pressed against my tight anus, and before I could protest, it was forcefully pushed inside. I gasped in pain and surprise, feeling the intruder stretch my sensitive opening. It was followed by another object, this time pushing against my sphincter-tight pussy. I whimpered into my gag, the rough fabric of my panties muffling my cries.

rape phone sex fantasiesme gag on it as I struggled against the bindings. I tasted the metallic tang of blood mixed with his seed, and it only served to remind me of my helplessness. He pulled out and roughly shoved his cock into my ass, filling me up once more. I felt violated and used, but there was no escape from his grasp.

The room was filled with the sounds of slapping skin on skin and grunts of pleasure as he took me roughly from behind. He was relentless, pushing me to the point of breaking. My body ached from the abuse, but he showed no signs of stopping. He brought in more men, and they too took turns using my holes as they pleased. I was nothing more than a fleshlight for their twisted pleasure.

As the night wore on, the pain became unbearable. My body was covered in bruises and cuts, and I could feel myself losing consciousness. But even in my hazy state, I could still feel the cocks thrusting in and out of my holes, filling me up with their seed. It was a sickening display of dominance and control, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

In the end, I didn’t even have the strength to scream as my life slipped away. My body was left battered and broken, a testament to the cruelty of Dominic and his twisted desires.

Babysitter phone sex turns torture porn

Babysitter phone sexBabysitter phone sex won’t be pretty with me. I am a pretty mean babysitter, but I can’t help it. I just love to torture a little slut until I cum. My best friend, let’s call her B, loves to go out and party, leaving her kids with anyone who’s willing to watch them. Tonight, I’m that willing participant. But I’m not just any babysitter. Oh no, I  have a few tricks up my sleeve to teach B’s disrespectful little daughter a lesson she’ll never forget.

As soon as B walks out the door, I can sense the brat’s attitude. She rolls her eyes and mutters something under her breath. But I’m not one to be trifled with. I turn to her, my eyes narrowing, and say, “You think you’re clever, don’t you? Well, let me show you what real power looks like.”

I lead her to my makeshift dungeon in the basement, where I’ve set up all sorts of devices and gadgets to pleasure and torment. I can see the fear in her eyes. I start by  tying her up with ropes and chains. I can see her body tense up, but she doesn’t resist. I take out my favorite flogger and start teasing her skin, watching as goosebumps break out on her arms and legs.

I never do gentle, I get right to it. Whipping the babyslut as hard as possible. When I feel the blood drops hit my face, I get a rush and my pussy throbs. It feels so good to make a little bitch beg for her life.

I need your cock for the Snuff movies we’ll make with this little brat. Maybe we won’t go all the way, but the threat alone will be intoxicating. I want this Teen rape porn bloody, whether she lives or not. It’s all about the power.

I can feel myself getting lost in the moment. The smell of leather and sweat fills the air, and I can hear her soft moans and whimpers. It’s a beautiful symphony of pain and pleasure, and I’m the conductor.

But this is just the beginning. Who knows what other devious plans I have in store for this naughty little girl?

 

When you become a voodoo doll for dicks…

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I was asked if I wanted to be “used like a cum rag” and “fucked till I wanted to die”. I was all for it in the beginning. Because they never mentioned that I would be a ritual sacrifice to their dark lord of sex. But, usually that’s the part they always omit.

It was a pleasant night out. We were out at this wooded area in the forest with a slab just sitting in the open. From what I could see, there were at least 10 guys standing there. Looking at me like I was the most delicious morsel of steak they had ever seen. I did look hot in the sheer white dress I was wearing when walking in. Showing off my nipples and tits really nicely.

Mr Leader Man was the one that got me undressed, and had all of his followers just come up and touch my body. Tweaking my nipples, playing with my pussy, kissing my mouth. They all just start bringing me to the slab, getting me strapped down as they gave me this weird tasting stuff to take. They just continue touching me, inserting their fingers in all my fuck holes, and I can feel my pleasure just mounting.

And then, I felt something coming up for my eye. Slowly, I open my eyes at that moment and see one of the guys just hovering over my face with what looked like a dick with spikes. I didn’t have time to react before he buried it into my eye socket, creating another hole for him to fuck immediately. I felt the immediate pop of my eyeball, and the oozing of blood and fluids dripping down my face.

Now, I would say this should have killed me. But, it did not. In fact, I felt everything. Because the drugs they gave me were meant for one thing. To keep me alive. So that way, they can make as many holes as they wanted, as they were now making me into sexual Voodoo doll. And I would endure every pain they inflicted.

As more and more of them started to create holes, the more pain I endured. I screamed, begged, pleaded for it to not exist anymore. But they just kept fucking me. One of them even joked about “Jesusing me” by puncturing a hole in my hand, and using that as a personal masturbatory fuck toy.

It got to the point I was a Crispy Cream by how many loads I took in all my normal holes, and holes created. I, however, no longer had a mind. It broke long before they were done. I just let everything happen and embraced the pain, and had the most orgasmic experience of my life.

 

Home invasion phone sex, a great way to make a bitch scream

Home invasion phone sex Home invasion phone sex, a great way to make a bitch scream!  I am on the hunt. The thrill of the chase, the adrenaline that courses through my veins, it’s all part of the experience. I’ve been watching this house for days, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. And tonight, I can feel it in my bones, tonight is the night.

The slut inside is oblivious to my presence, too absorbed in her own world to notice the predator lurking outside. I can see them through the window, moving around the kitchen, completely at ease. But I know their routine, I’ve studied it meticulously. I know that soon, they will make their way upstairs, too distracted to remember to lock the backdoor. And that’s when we’ll make a  move.

Slip inside, my footsteps silent on the cool tile floor. I move quickly, making my way towards the bathroom. I can hear the sound of water running, and I know she’s in there, getting ready for bed. I imagine her, naked and vulnerable, completely unaware of the danger that lurks outside the shower door. I can’t help but feel a thrill run through me at the thought.

I can see the shock in her eyes as she realizes she’s not alone. But it’s too late for her to run, I’m already on her. I push her down into the water, feeling the heat of it against my skin. She struggles, but I’m stronger, and I quickly overpower her. I can feel her fear, it’s palpable, and it only serves to heighten my own arousal. 

I force her head under the water, holding her there until she starts to struggle less. And then, when I know she’s on the verge of passing out, I let her up. She gasps for air, her chest heaving with the effort. And that’s when you make your move. Push your cock  inside her, make her scream. It took a lot of work to pick out the perfect little slut to play with, so I want you to show your gratitude by fucking every hole that slut has. 

Push deeper down her throat, feeling her lips wrap around your cock. Feel her tears, her saliva, and of course, it only serves to make you harder. Fuck her mouth until you are about to bust, but let me swallow the load. We don’t want to leave any evidence on the body. That bitch is going to enough Torture sex to taste the sweet relief of death.