Category: Torture phone sex

I Looked Like An Angel As I Rode That Preacher’s Cock

accomplice phone sexDaddy always tells me I look like an angel so we decided to crash some midnight masses this Christmas. We headed to the local church and daddy entered me into their nativity play. I was an angel of course. But for this play I was an angel sent from hell, with my only goal to get that preachers dick hard and fuck him and of course, whatever else daddy wanted to do to him. We arrived and I attached my wings over and outfit and went into his office. Once there I removed that silly angel gown and stood before him in only my wings and panties. He tried to resist; he really did. But I am persistent and besides, I aim to always please daddy. As that poor preacher got up and tried to put my costume back on me Daddy appeared through the door. The look of fright the guy had on his face was priceless. I told him that this archangel was here to milk him. He tried to get through the door but daddy held him in place. I went to him and removed his pants, pushed him in the chair and started rubbing his cock. He was nice and hard and then I straddled him and rode him. As he delivered his seed inside me tears ran down his face. He called us sinners and devils. I laughed and bit my lip as daddy took his knife and slit his through. We left him with his pants down and blood flowing.

Torture sex doll Stephanie

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Tonight I gave my master the perfect gift. I snatched up a tiny little whore for him to use a torture sex slut. He’s had his eye on a cute little brat, still small enough to believe in the magic of the season. She would make the perfect gift for him to use and destroy. I knew it wouldn’t be hard to get her to come with me. I waited until her mommy and daddy put her to bed before I tapped on her window softly. She didn’t even question me when I told her that I was Santa’s helper and she needed to come with me. Once I had her in the van, it was a done deal. I drove her to our warehouse in the middle of nowhere and presented my master with his gift. He had such a wild time breaking her in and mutilating her tiny body. Master had me whip her tiny thighs until her flesh was peeling and bleeding. He poured his bottle of vodka all over her bleeding welts. She tried to open her mouth to scream but he shoved his cock deep down her throat. I wrapped my hands around her little throat and squeezed his hard dick while she gagged and choked. He ripped every one of her tiny holes open and filled them with cum and piss. I helped him strangle her with her little panties and snuff the little slut out once he was finished with her. I had just enough time to toss her off of the bridge into the river on my way home.

Drowning In The Light

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The bubbles slipped slowly from her lips, the panic in her eyes apparent. I’d been at this, on and off for hours. She was a broken, wet whore. I was a soaking wet whore. My cunt was dripping from the torture I was putting this pathetic bitch through. She started to fight a bit, squirming. She couldn’t hold her breath for much longer, and very shortly that was going to become very problematic for her. I was getting so bored, after all. I pricked her inner thigh with my butterfly knife, causing a wild torrent of bubbles to stream from her regretful mouth. It was getting so hard to contain myself. I was quickly becoming too horny to focus on what I was doing to this whore.

I watched how fearfully she stared as the last breath left her. Now, she had to hold her lungs empty for as long as she fucking possibly could. I watched the panic ripple across her face as she silently begged me not to snuff out her meager existence. I let her up at the last possible second, dragging her to the chambers across the hall. Inside was a huge glass cage. I chained her in it, sealed the door, and left. The trickle of water started. She could spend the next twelve hours panicking as the water levels slowly rose. I’d be fucking to the show.

Killer Phone Sex with Santa Claus

killer phone sexKiller phone sex fantasies come true for Christmas with me as your accomplice. I hate Christmas. As far as I am concern, all the little ones are naughty boys and girls. I like to break into the house of little scamps and destroy Christmas. Knock down the tree, destroy the presents and eat the cookies. I do love this time of year, however. Twelve Kills of Christmas. Brats mostly. I have an accomplice I work with who poses as a mall Santa. He is a Bad Santa. He gets info out of the cute little girls because dumb young cunts trust Santa Claus. Bob is more like Satan Claus. He brings me the intel on his favorites. I case their house, stalk them for a few days and use the info they told Santa to lure them to my kill shack. Dumb cunts believe I am one of Santa’s helper’s and that what they asked him for is waiting for them in a cabin in the woods. I took these twins to my kill shack over the weekend. It has been Bob’s fantasy forever to force fuck and kill little blonde twins. I told them the puppy they wanted was waiting in the woods for them in Santa’s workshop. My god these cunts believe anything. Anyway, Satan Claus was ready for the cunts. When we got to the cabin, Bob was in costume. He explored his rape phone sex fantasies dressed as Santa. Pretty sick, right? I was turned on. I had to help. I sat on one brat while he fucked the other one. Tiny enough that she could not get away from my weight on her body. These little dumb brats screamed a lot. They had some fight in them too. Bob shredded their pink holes. Turned them into prolapsed bloody messes. I killed them for him. His DNA was in them and on them. Plus, they knew the mall Santa was their attacker. I had to protect Santa Claus, right? They became coyote food. No one will ever know what happened to those twin sluts but me and Santa Claus.

Torture phone Sex In a whole Different way With This Bitch!

Torture phone Sex Torture phone sex is something I am quite good at you see, I take your phobias and use hem against you and have no mercy. Pat is one of my scared bitch boys who is terrified of Vacuums, and I use it against him at all times. We had a really good session (for me that is) when I decided to make him send me all the photos of vacuums that terrified him. Pat even has a motherfucking breast pump that sucks his dick while we talk. I make his dick sore as we keep upping the power each and every time it milks his fucking cock! He came four times for me in one call and he was telling me how much his dick hurt but the VACUUM power of the breast pump was hurting his dick! Good! You’re a sucker, you want a huge suction device to swallow you up Pat? Chase you around and suck the skin right off your bones? How about sucking you up as a tyke, little boys and girls being slurped right up by the biggest and scariest VACUUM ever. I am just a snuff phone sex deviant that will use anything and everything to make you cum and obey this bitch!

Vampires Suck Cock Too

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Have you ever met a vampire before? Am I the succubus you thought I would be? Delicious, now come here pet and lay in my lap. I’m going to feed on you a bit before we go hunting tonight, hmm? Yes, that’s it. Let me bite into your neck, tearing your pretty soft skin with my scalpel sharp canines. You always get so hard when I drink from you, and I can never resist reaching a hang down and slowly stroking that thick accomplice cock.
I only drink a bit. We hit the streets well after dark. I’m craving fresh, young blood. I always let you choose my meals for me. Tonight, you found me a set of supple young twin girls who’s mother was absorbed in taking a selfie. We dashed off with those little angels, and took them down to the lake. In the shade of the oak tree, I drank from one, then the other. Their blood was so sweet in my mouth. I could see their arousal as I drained them, the wetness soaking through their innocent panties. I rubbed those princess pussies, making each little girl cum as I literally sucked the life from her.

Some Fun With My Friend

accomplice phone sexSometimes Daddy lets me go out with my friends to have a little fun without him. My friend and I hit up the local bar and were shooting pool and throwing back drinks when this super-hot but arrogant guy walked in. I looked at my friend and winked and she knew what was up. I walked up to the bar beside him and asked if he would like to join us for a game. He grabbed his beer and headed our way. We played and drank and took turns making out with each other until closing time. I grabbed his dick through his jeans and asked if he would like to come back to my place for a little after-hours party. He smiled as we hopped in his car for the ride. Once home, we went to my room and started partying and playing. I bent over for him to fuck me in the ass while my friend stuck her tongue deep in his asshole and grabbed his balls. He laid back and my friend climbed on his dick and rode him while I sat on his face so he could lick my juicy bald wet pussy. We continued fucking every way imaginable until I ended up on top of my friend and he stuck his dick between our lips. I gave his dick a few good licks before pulling the knife from between the mattress and slicing that thing right off. He screamed in pain as he fell to the ground. We both got up and as she stuck her tongue deep in his mouth, I took that knife and slit his throat. As he lay there bleeding, I grabbed her and put her back on the bed and continued eating her sweet, cum filled pussy.

Ass Rape Porn with Red Rockets

ass rape pornMy ass is perfect for ass rape porn. Don’t you agree? I have found that my enjoyment of anal sex is a good thing when I need coke. The problem is that the men I fuck for drugs are more into violent sex. But I need my coke. I admit I am an addict. No one, me included, wants to cure me because I am such a freak on powder. My stepson is just one of my dealers. He is among the more violent ones too. He promised me a big bag of blow if I helped him out. I blindly agreed. I figured it was just more ass sex, rough ass sex, but nothing I could not recuperate from with a bag of frozen peas and some white powder. Turns out my stepson got himself into some trouble gambling with the wrong folks. The kind of guys who break kneecaps. These Guido types also make underground gangbang rape porn. My stepson thought if I made a movie for them maybe they would wipe his debt clean. I was hesitant to do it, but I knew my husband and our sons would be in danger if I did not help this debt go away. The loan sharks liked the idea of a soccer mom starring in one of their productions. I was not prepared for my costars. I was not high enough, but I could no longer change my mind. I was the star and about 50 four legged beasts were the costars. I may be a druggy whore, but I prefer human cock. I never felt more degraded, but this kind of furry porn makes big bucks on the black market. I was not high enough for 50 red rockets. Ultimate humiliation for me. 50 beasts nutted inside me. Their red rockets like barbed wire inside my pussy. I made that little film to save my stepson from being beat to death, but honestly, I would have preferred a snuff porn.

Torture Phone Sex Slave Goddess

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I’m destined to a life of Torture Phone Sex. It was a casting call this time to just model lingerie. I showed up and there were five big burly men waiting for me. They had a rack of lingerie and what appeared to be another rack with shackles and rope. I was asked to undress completely so they could inspect the goods. I was forced to undress slowly. They wanted a show from the start. I had to bend over to take my bra off. While I was bent over I felt hands on my bare ass slapping me. I still had my panties on. I was to stand up and get my tits slapped then. I slid my panties down with a shimmy and was getting swatted at by a riders crop like I was some kind of animal. They laughed at me and made me stand there naked as they cuffed my wrists and lifted me by them. Things were headed in a Snuff sex direction. The proceeded to prod at me with a cattle prod and slap at me with a cat-o-nine tails. I was stinging all over my body and my twat was wet. They laughed at me hen they realized this. They wasted no time dropping me from the pully and making me fall to the floor with a thud. They then all grabbed at me and started to shove their throbbing penises in all of my holes calling me a filthy slut and I deserve every bit of what I am going to get. My holes were ripped open and then they brought in the big beast. I was done for it when that cock penetrated me and thrust so hard it destroyed my insides and left me with internal bleeding and full of cum. This Fantasy Phone Sex scene is exactly how my life ends.

Torture Sex My Boobs

torture sexMy tits love torture sex. Okay, so maybe they do not as much as me. I got big knockers when I was 18 so I could strip and do fetish modeling. I had a wealthy older patron who I traded sex for boobs with. I got the better end out of that deal because my tits have made me bank. I have big bimbo boobs and I found out quickly that letting men do depraved things with my sweater knockers was profitable. I will take profit for pain any time. After I got the boobs, I fell into fetish modeling because it was quick money. Not easy money though. I have been a fetish model for 15 years now. My boobs have been popped a few times.  I have scars from rope burns, cigarettes, piercings and cuts. I can handle pain better every year. Each time I do a fetish shoot or hook up with a snuff sex partner, my big boobs usually take a beating like last night. I met a guy off FetLife and he let me know he was going to abuse my boobs. I was wet before he arrived. He came better prepared than any man has before. He had heavy duty rope, nipple clamps, boob vices, and sundry items to smack my tits around. I wanted to fuck. I mean I thought he would fuck me and abuse my boobs while his dick ravaged my pussy or ass. He wanted nothing to do with my pussy or ass. He was a boob man. I get it. I let him tie me up, but he went super hard on my tits. Like Mike Tyson hard on them. He punched them so hard, another saline bag popped. My boob was lopsided, and I was in pain. That shit hurts. He came in his jeans making me cry with tit torture. No sex for me, but a whole lot of pain and a late-night ER visit.