Category: Torture phone sex

Killer Phone Sex and Torture

killer phone sexKiller phone sex fantasies have consumed me lately. I mean I am an anti-social bitch, but folks are rubbing me wrong even more than usual. I was at the mall. I am not a mall rat but the only place to get a good pair of army style boots is at this one store in the mall. I got my shoes and stopped into Starbucks for an overpriced latte. I was in front of this teen slut. She looked like she walked out of a Mean Girls audition. She screamed privilege. She was pissing me off before she even opened her mouth. When she heard me sighing as it was taking her forever to decide which drink had the least amount of carbs and sugar, she turned around and made a snarky comment about my appearance. I just smiled at her because this would be her last overpriced drink. I was going to make the mallrat a snuff porn star. I followed her out, clubbed her over the head and shoved her in my trunk. I drove her to my kill shack and took my time killing her. For me, the thrill is in their pain. I disfigured her pretty face. I widened her mouth with my knife. I slit her nostrils open too. I carved Whore in her forehead. She was tied up and going nowhere. Stupid, disobedient, self-entitled cunt. I made her sorry. I sliced off each finger and each toe. I took her perky nips off. I sliced her clit and shoved it down her throat. Yep. I made the hot teen slut eat her own clit for shits and giggles. It would have been better if you were with me. I think teen teases like that need fucked too. I can do all the torture sex and you can do all the force fucking. There are more girls like the whore I snuffed. So, we have plenty of teen whores to snuff together.

Torture Phone Sex Roadside Assistance

I had to make a Roadside assistance call and got this Torture phone sex blog from it. That was quite an experience late on a Friday Night. I was caught in the rain with a blown out tire in the middle of nowhere. I got lost looking for a party. I was dressed like a stripper. It was the dead of night in the middle of a rain storm on a deserted hiway. What could possibly go wrong?

What happens when you are in a county with no night life and few residents. Little crime or need for a big PD. Well these police officers were far from looking out for my safety. These guys were so back woods they see a piece of ass they pounce on it with bird calls and all that shitiness. I was degraded like a low grade hooker. They forced me to my knees and pissing down my throat. They slapped me around and took part of Rape phone sex fantasies they have likely been harboring for decades. I was beat with the nightstick, tazed in the cunt as they fucked me. There were 4 pigs and one was a bitch calling all the shots.

She got off on seeing me beat and violated. She enjoyed poking and prodding at me with the tazer and her boot. She was fucking wet for pistol fucking me mostly. She and the guys pissed on me and left me in the pouring rain as they towed my car away.

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You Don’t Stand A Fucking Chance

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

Bloodthirsty bitches like me don’t take shit from skanky whores. That doesn’t mean that I don’t get my pussy stretched out. I do, and often. It’s most nights of the week I get left with a cream pie in my cunt, but those are all on my own terms. I love riding and gliding on blood covered cocks, especially after they’ve just stolen the innocence of some young girl or slutty little boy. I love men that can be violent, especially with bitches and young ones.Any one that does some nasty little accomplice play with me is always welcome back into my bed.

These tiddies are supple, and this pussy drips. Especially is we use the tears of that poor, forlorn little one as lube. I love watching cocks tear into hot young cunts and fresh littler ass holes. The rip is audible, and it makes my nipples leak. I want to play in their juices. Just to fuck with them, I always make them cum. They loved it if they came, didn’t they? That’s what I drilled into their little heads as I’d edge them again and again until they begged me for sweet release.

Torture sex with the girls

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I love to seduce girls because I am pretty dominant. Women are submissive by nature usually. I like to be a bad influence. I make them do lines of blow and get all fucked up. I like to get in their heads and brainwash them into thinking that they have to be complete slaves to men. Also, me, of course. I supply them with lots of mollies and blow and let them get nice and hooked. Once they get to partying, they become addicted and need to be fucked.They soon crave hard ass pounding till they have a nice gaped ass hole. I want them all fucked up and high. Drunk and ready to fuck any guy. Especially those who love to give it to them rough.

I like to watch them in action and sometimes join in on the torture sex session. I lie to see them bleed and cry and beg for more even though they are in excruciating pain. The need to please is much stronger than anything.

What Should We Do With Them?

accomplice phone sexI need your help. Daddy has task me with finding some cute little young things for him to play with. He also wants me to break them. I know you have thought about what you would do to make sweet young ones compliant. Let’s go to the mall or park. Offer candy or pot, maybe even a Juul as that seems to be the craze these days. I have chloroform in the car. We can put it over their mouths and drive them to the cabin in the woods. There are lots of fun rooms there. We have an underground cave, lots and lots of cages. A big bag of torture supplies and plenty of restraints. So, before they wake up what should I do to them first? Restraints on their wrists and ankles? A ball gag? Or maybe you want to hear them scream. The louder they scream the wetter my pussy gets. So, let’s forego the ball gag for now. Definitely not a blindfold because I like to look them in the eyes when I strike or cut or spit or piss right in their mouths. They seem to be moving a little, waking up from their forced sleep. I will get their clothes off while you decide what we should do to them.

Sadistic Phone Sex Can Be Dirty

Who’s to say what direction a Sadistic phone sex slut will go. Thing is, I am not going to be politically correct or polite about shit. Fuck all that bleeding heart crap. You see I am just a selfish evil bitch that will cast my craft in any way I feel necessary. I get so much pent up anger that some days, ya know you’re stuck dealing with a bunch of brats and there is one little bastard. That little fucker just annoys you. Well, me.

This afternoon I had to just do what I felt was necessary. I got rough with dragging him into the bathroom. I made the little bastard undress and lay down on the floor. I go absentminded sometimes and just forget to put my panties on. I love to wear short skirts and crotchless pantyhose. This day was one of those. This brat was in store for a treat. I sat my ass on the fuckers big mouth with too many questions. I took a crap right in the little bastards mouth and made him eat it. I stood up and gave him some piss to wash it down with. I walked over to the bathroom drawer and got some scissors out. Kneeling over the fuck nut struggling with my shitty humiliation, I snipped his dick right off. Closed the bathroom door and left him there.

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Taboo phone sex is a wild ride

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Craving taboo phone sex and can’t get those filthy thoughts out of your mind? You know you’re one sick fuck, and I want to help you bring those wicked desires out. You’ve often thought about the girl next door and have wanted so badly to sneak into her house and make her take your cock. You love being a sick fuck so let me help you.

I want to befriend that slut and have you over. Let’s get her all fucked up that she doesn’t even know where she’s at. I love a high whore who is out of it completely. I want to strip her down and make you take out all your frustrations on her. I want to see her body shiver when you stick that rod in her and fuck her rough. Make the little slut lose herself. Make her obsessed with getting violated and used. Let’s make sure she craves cock and lots of drugs from now on, and we’ll make her a good cum rag together.

Knife Play Phone Sex is My Weapon of Choice

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex is my poison. When I have any weapon to choose from, I pick a knife every time.  Knives require skills. Knives make the fight fairer and I like a good fight. A woman with a gun is no fun. One pull of the trigger and the victim is dead. I like to prolong the imminent death. The thrill for me is in the hunt and the torture. I never just stab without some foreplay. My knives allow me to perform a variety of tasks too. I can cut. I can castrate. I can inflict pain. I can gut. I can kill. One instrument, so many ways to have fun. This weekend, my knives were used for castration phone sex. Nothing I enjoy more than taking a worthless pair of nuts. I caught this guy spiking girls’ drinks when they went to the bathroom in this bar I was at. I knew then he was my target for the night. I was not his type, but once I warned the other girls subtly, he was left with me. I got my inspiration from this movie Promising Young Woman. I am never a victim. I will protect other women though from predatory assholes. This looser was a short fat fuck. These women, myself included, were well out of his league. I acted drunk, but we never made it to his place. I took his balls in his car. Okay, I did more than take his balls. I gutted the predator like a pig. I took his balls while he was still alive though, so he would feel the pain. I taunted him with his balls too. I shoved them in his mouth while I turned him into a snuff porn star in his own car. I took his balls and killed him all with knives. One predator down, many more to go.

 

Subtle Enslavement

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Sweet little honey, I’m going to chop off that cock. I know it terrifies you, to think of being separated from that lovely little stick of yours, but I promise I need it more than you do. You see sweetie, you have the perfect dick, and I want to make sure I can keep it forever. I need to cast a metal mold of this and make myself the perfect little fuck toy.

Couldn’t I just use you? Are you going to sign your soul over to me, eternally? Can I own your entire body? Will you do absolutely anything i say? I need an obedient little soldier who’s going to help me murder and rip apart families in front of innocent young ones.

I need a strong slave to hunt with me, cut with me, drown, burn, and slice with me. I need someone like you, with a cock to pump me up with sticky cum after a particularly nasty hunt. Are you the slut for the job? Can you make me cum post-cadavear? Cum over here and give me a taste, and maybe you can keep that tasty cock, and your life. Your freedom, however, that’s mine.

The Smell Of Burning Flesh Excites Me

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Last weekend was fabulous, everything opening back up and I was in the mood for accomplice phone sex. The bars were packed full of drunk stupid people. Easy targets for me and daddy. We picked a local bar and sat down to watch. We were looking for nice young coeds. Preferably the real bitchy ones because those are the best to play with. We found a couple of cute young girls stumbling back to the car. I caught up with them and told them how cute they were, how much I liked their shoes blah blah blah. And then I told them they really should not drive, there was a check point ahead and I drive for Uber and could gladly get them home. Total dumb shits they hopped right in the car and off we went. I took a dirt road on the left and headed up the hill telling the girls it was a short cut. We reached the top where cell service is non-existent, and I stopped the car. Told them I must have a car issue and we all got out. Daddy jumped from behind the trees, and I helped him as we stripped them down and tied them up. Daddy had his way with those young co-eds, violating every hole that they had. They cried and begged but nobody could hear them. By the time he was through with them they were beat and bloody and full of cum. Daddy knows how I like that and then told me they were all mine to play with. I continued torturing those two, cutting them into pieces. Drawing the pain out until I got bored with them. I then slit their throats, doused them with gasoline and set them on fire. The smell of burning flash always makes my pussy so wet and me and daddy fucked as we listened to their bodies sizzle.