Yes, my life is full of torture, my ass, titties, black cunt has been through it all. Nipple clamps clamping down on my hard nipples make me scream in pain. When I am being punished I get the pleasure of having a baseball bat driven into my asshole. Splinters are stuck in my ass for days. I can’t even take a shit without my asshole bleeding. My master really likes to put a dog collar around me. Not the normal dog collars, the ones that will shock the fuck out of my neck. He likes doing this when I am on his deadly fuck toy. Basically, he made this toy himself with wood and two 12-inch dildoes. I sit on the wooden contraption and the dildos rise up, one dildo inserting into my ass, the other inserting into my black tired cunt. The penetration from both dildoes fucking me at the same time is too much for me to handle. If master turns the speed up enough I will pass out. That is why master has me wear the dog collar if I pass out while I am still on his toy he will make sure my hoe ass gets shocked. Master likes to call me a black bitch and he will bark at me. He loves the look on my face when the collar shocks me awake.
Category: Torture phone sex
Torture Time
We killed them together
I got a couple little young whores and brought them to my friend’s basement so we could kill them together. He stripped them naked and crouched between the first girl’s legs so he could bite that juicy little cunt of hers. He bit her clit right off and boy did she scream! Watching that turned me on so much that I had to join in, I got that pretty little pink nipple and bit it off and made her swallow it. She gagged and cried but I forced it down her throat then I ripped that nipple hole bigger so my friend could fuck that ripped up titty. He could feel her heart beating on the end of his cock and you know what? He literally fucked that stupid whore to death! He punched his cock right thru her heart all while her friend watched in terror. She knew that she was next to die.
Teen Force Fuck
Daddy got drunk again last night. He gets even more violent and sadistic when he’s been drinking. He made me dress up for him in a little pair of pink panties and matching babydoll negligee and pose for him. He took pictures of me in various poses. I accidentally knocked over his beer as I posed and that sent him over the edge. He backhanded me across the face and grabbed me by the hair and forced my face into the spilled beer and broken glass on the floor. He forced me to lick it all up, even the glass shards. My tongue was bleeding and cut and little trickles of blood were dripping out of my mouth. Seeing my bloody mouth made him hard as a rock. He made me suck his cock even though my tongue and lips were all cut up and bleeding. He forced his cock into my bleeding mouth and fucked my throat and face like it was a pussy. All I could taste was the metallic tang of my own blood and the saltiness of his cum.
3 Little Brats To Fuck
“Pick three little brats Chelsea” he purrs into my ear. We are sitting in his car, tinted windows that no one could ever see in, me and him up front parked facing the park. There are little ones of all shapes and sizes there and he wants my help picking out his next victims. I look around, curious of my options I want a nice range in each stage of life they are in – the first I go ahead and decide will be the one being cradled by a woman, small as can be with a pink dress on and a matching pink bow in her nonexistent hair. She is as pure and innocent as they come, and I already know he will enjoy fucking her fresh little pussy raw and snuffing her itty bitty life out when he’s done. The next I spot is a girl playing on the swing, her dress keeps flowing up and showing her new big girl panties. Her hair is brown and her eyes are too, she even has her hair braided into two pigtails…he’s going to love that. The last girl I notice hasn’t graduated to panties yet but looks like she will be soon, she is old enough to talk and understand it is wrong but small enough that her fight will be totally useless. I make friends with the oldest two, luring them to the car where he ties them up and silences their screams. The youngest one isn’t as hard as you may think, I just picked her up when her Mommy went to take the other one into the bathroom – she will never see her daughter again. They are all lined up with their innocent small bald pussies, crying and whining against their ropes knowing what’s going to happen is going to be bad. He one by one has me hold them down as he fucks them bloody and snuffs them out as I see their big eyes dim, helping him do it all because if not I’ll be just like them
Stretch Training
Master told me it is time for some training. My little black asshole is to tight according to my master. He wants to train my little black asshole to stay loose and open after he is done pounding me like ground meat. He says he is helping me out. Soon he will have men come over to use me as their own cum bucket. Master told me men will pay top dollar to dig in deep to my whore ass. They will want to put objects inside of me and see how far they can stretch the limits. My master isn’t like the other masters I have had in the past, he likes to fuck with my head. One minute he is nice to me and tells me the reason he does these things is to help me. The next minute he is telling me to shut my black slave ass the fuck up before he cuts my ass and pussy off of my body. He says if he does that I won’t have to worry about shit. I want to be a good slave to my master, I get excitement from feeling his stick get rock hard when he feels my blood run down his cock. My master has fucked up my mind and body so good all I can do is want more of him. I am a nasty, trashy fucking slave. All I am good for is being used by men. I am a fucking test bitch who will do whatever to please any master that I am faced with. This is what I was meant to be, I have learned to love it and accept it. If master wanted me to rip off my limbs for him, this fucking bitch will do it with no hesitation.
Torture sex with my Sugar daddy
I enjoy a man who has a dark fetish like I have. I met my new sugar daddy at a swanky hotel. I knew torture sex would be something we could bond over. I was immediately sold when he expressed to me all the filthy thoughts that ran thru his mind. I wanted to be the sugar baby that would help him conquer it all. With my help, I was going to be his accomplice and his sweet girl. I was going to make his world a thrill. My cunt and asshole were ready to be his cum dump. My face was begging to be smeared with my make up because I knew he loved cum shots all over my face. I would be more than willing to bring over whore to drain his dick. I would beat any slut up for him and make him one happy camper. Our first date consisted of shopping and some golf. My sugar daddy is a huge golfer. It was up to me to reel in the bait. I sent a group text to my friend and had them come over. I brought them in with a little lie. I told them we were going to enjoy a concert and VIP treatment. In reality, they were about to become slaves for my sugar daddy, and they and I were in for a nightmare and plenty of snuff sex.
The Kidnapping King
I am enslaved in the walls of this house. I have been kidnapped by my master’s own brother. My master’s brother has always been jealous of him. He would come over to the house and see how good of a submissive whore I was. I could tell he always wanted me for himself. His desires to enslave me and have me surrender my will to him was to much for him to keep in. He broke in late at night when he knew my master was asleep. While I was still sleeping, he crept into the room, placed his dirty sox in my mouth and put duct tape over, so master wouldn’t hear his own brother kidnap me for himself. It was a long drive until we reached my new master’s home. I could tell he has been planning this for a while now. He had his basement set up, ready to bring his new slave whore home. He didn’t waste any time training me to be his. He pinned me down to the ground, took his sharp pocket knife and stripped my clothes off. He ran the knife lightly down my back. I know my new master likes blood, I could see the saliva building up in his mouth as he fantasized of cutting me wide open. He softly whispered to himself that it was to soon for knife play and tossed the knife beside him. He stripped down, proud to show me he had a much bigger and thicker cock than my old master did. He didn’t restrain me, he was testing me to see if I would run or be a good little slave whore for him. With his cock rock hard he plunged into my ass hole. I have been fucked in the ass many times but the dryness from my new master’s cock roughly rubbing on my tight already swollen ass was more than I could handle. I could feel blood dripping down the back of my leg, that really excited him. My blood is what he used to lube his thick heavy cock. My new master could see my face was tense and in pain. He ordered me to turn around like a good little bitch slave. Once I turned around, he took his hands and opened my mouth up wide. He wanted my face to look happy while he was plowing my asshole. My new master wants me to smile while he makes me bleed. This is just the beginning. In time my new master will fuck me until I have no more blood left to give.
Snuff Sex Payback
It was snuff sex Sunday. No, that is not what I planned, but trouble caught up with me. I owed a lot of money to a dealer and he found me. I thought I would get away with it because I used an alias and it was a different state. Somehow, Marco found me, and it was time to pay up. He wanted to know where the coke was. He didn’t believe that I used it all. I took a brick a few months ago. That lasted me 2 months. He thought I sold it and demanded I pay him $10,000. I didn’t have $10 dollars let alone the money to pay him back. He strung me up to a rafter. I was stripped naked and torture sex followed. He didn’t believe that I was that big of a coke whore. He had me pegged as some mastermind, but I am just a huge druggy whore. I didn’t sell his brick. I put it all up my nose. That was the most coke I had ever had at one time. He cut my flesh. He burned my flesh. He punched me. He mutilated my clit. He even pulled out some teeth with pliers. When I still wouldn’t tell him where the brick was, he decided to believe me. He didn’t think any suburban housewife could endure that kind of pain if they were not telling the truth. Little did he know I was a pain slut. Now, I must pay him back what I stole plus interest. I told him I could never afford to pay back that much money, so now I am his whore. I must prostitute myself to pay him back, only I don’t get to choose the Johns. He is my pimp until my debt is settled. I have a lot of fucking to do.
Torture sex with my roomate
Torture sex with my hot roommates was how we were able to pay off our debt. We had to fuck our landlord. Its the same silly story but ours is genuinely better. I will save you the schpeel you know the way it started was so cliche but it was surely how it happened. In a nutshell we were spending stupidly and weren’t on top of our priorities. Our landlord is a complete sexist pig and tool. He was more than happy to collect in other ways. Well he had quite the twist alright. We had to pay up with the help of his buddies.
These grown older men. All were middle-aged former bodybuilder wanting to give us all there piss. Yes, every bit of there yellow urine. They wanted our pretty faces dripping. They were ready to ruin our nights. It was showtime. Kylie and I were nervous and scared. It was four men and the both of us. We had no way out anyways even if we wanted to back out it was either this or moved back home to our parents. We sure as hell didn’t want that. They were going to be rough and degrading, but we would benefit from six months of free rent, and our debt would disappear. We were both getting whipped and pissed on and spat on all night till we were sore and in tears. We surely did work for the debt. It was worse than any violent phone sex I have ever had.
Castration Phone Sex: A Deal is a Deal
Do you have castration phone sex fantasies? If you dream of having your dick or balls lobbed off, you are in the right place. I will not prevent you from mutilating your genitals. In fact, I will egg you on. The problem is that most men with fantasies of getting their balls chopped off, lack the balls to actually do it. That is why guys call me or hire me for castration. I don’t back off. Once you have paid me, your balls are coming off regardless if you get cold feet or not. Jeremy paid me $3,000 to castrate him then tried to back off. Maybe some women would be like oh that’s free money. Not me. They way I view it is if you pay to have your nuts chopped off, you don’t deserve to have them, and you certainly don’t deserve to reproduce. The world doesn’t need another looser. He thought he could fool me by giving me a fake name, but I ran his prints on the money he gave me. I have connections. I showed up at his place last night and did the job I was paid to do. If he would have played by the rules, I would have sedated him and given him a clean cut. Instead, I gave him nothing for the pain and I used a jagged blade. Instead of sealing the wound properly, I used my hair straightener. I left Jeremy in need of medical attention. I will leave you the same way if you try to back out of an agreement. A deal is a deal.