Category: Torture phone sex

Taboo Phone Sex Whore

taboo phone sexWhen you are a taboo phone sex whore, anything goes. In my real life, men know that if they have what I need, they can get away with murder. What they have that I need is cocaine. I am a suburban housewife with a dirty secret life. None of the normal drug dealers will sell me coke anymore, so I need to frequent the more extreme dealers. The ones that make me work for my fix. No one wants to fuck me in exchange for drugs anymore. My holes are too used up. Nothing is tight on me, not even my ass. That means the only way I can get my coke is humiliating myself and putting on a show for the men in power. Last night, Big E wanted an ass rape porn show, but not with cock. He had a series of huge dildos lined up for me to ass fuck. Each one bigger and more daunting than the other. The first couple weren’t bad, but as I moved down the dildo line, they got thicker and harder. One had Ben Gay on it, so I was fucking it while my asshole burned. My eyes watered, but I plowed through it. The one after that had little shards of broken glass super glued on it, so I tore my ass with every thrust. I was bleeding but I had to keep entertaining Big E and his friends, or I would have ruined my asshole for nothing. The last one was so wide, I felt my asshole rip. I have had some big dick inside me, but nothing as thick as the last dildo. Now, it had no glass on it, but it was lubed up with more Ben Gay. My ass was torn and bleeding now, so the Ben Gay hurt a thousand times more than the first time. My ass was ruined. Prolapsed, torn, bloody and burning like a son of a bitch, but I got my coke.

Smile Through The Pain

Keeping a smile on my face while multiple men either one at a time or in a group abuse me and fuck me hard is something I now have to do. It is something master came up with while teaching one of his classes. They want to see me try as hard as I can to smile while the pain is being inflicted on me. This all started last week. On my first day, I thought I was going to die. The men went in on me hard, they wanted to see me fail and give me a punishment. I did not fail though, even when five men surrounded me, blasting their cocks in every one of my holes while tying a leash around my neck suffocating me, I still kept a smile on my face.Rape phone sex fantasies I was not going to let these men see me fail. In fact, I did so well when one of the men decided to take a knife and twist it in my asshole causing me to bleed out heavily I decided to moan a little. The amount of blood coming out of my ass was a lot, I was going in and out of consciousness, the men could tell and started to get bored. They knew if they punished me now for my smile starting to fade away from trying not to pass out, they would not have a lot of fun torturing me. The men left, one guy stayed with me to fuck me one last time while I was slumped on the wet grass, the blood made his cock go in real smooth. That is the last thing I remember before passing completely out.

Slice and Dice

Bloody phone sex

 

I want to blow your ass away shoot you right in your fucking head and let all my boyfriend’s fuck you while you’re dead. I can’t wait to have you tied up and torture you just like you deserve you fucking bitch. You are a stupid whoreI’m going to cut you up into little bitty pieces and feed you to my ghoulish friends I know that you are the worst little fucking cunt whore that I ever fucking met. I will bet you that you can tell I am a fucking queen of Darkness and I really get off on torturing beating and doing nasty fucked up things to you. I’ll drag you in the mud after I slice you up and pour alcohol all over your body. I’ll put you in a bathtub with blood and make you see you’re not relevant to the world. You are a stinky little fucking crash dummy cum dumpster fucked up little whore. And when you cry I get happy, I want to hear you scream in pain because that means pleasure for me. I’ve got a secret place two dice you slice you and make you feel like a filet. I’m going to make your pussy bleed I’m going to make your whole body bleed. I want a dozen of white roses so that I can paint them with your blood. I know that I am a fucked up bitch and I don’t give a fuck you’re the one that I want to treat like trash. Didn’t your mother tell you that you’re nothing at all your trash a fucking slut and you need your face smashed in the wall? I am going to stick needles in your fucking tongue and make you feel my wrath; you will never be the kind of girl that you thought you were again. You’re a torture slut who deserves to be tortured and beaten and thrown in the trash. I will let my big strong best friend with four legs get you he’s going to scratch your back up and make you feel like I know you deserve for sure. I want you to have nightmares about my crew and me. When we get done with you, we’re going to leave you alone live so you can have dreams all the time. I can’t wait.

I killed a bitch boy

taboo phone sexI killed a little bitch boy and trust me, he definitely deserved it. He was weak and wimpy and he even had a girl’s name! Why should a man like that be allowed to live? First thing to go was his manhood, it was just like him weak and small and useless so I bound it up and cut that useless little knob right off. Then as he stood there bleeding profusely, I began to beat him with a heavy rod, each blow broke bones and crushed his flesh and every second of it got me wetter and wetter. He was crying and begging me to stop but his cries were getting weaker and weaker as he bled out, I knew he couldn’t possibly last much longer. I beat him until my arms got tired and by then he was dead, the little faggot got exactly what he deserved.

Victim

Snuff phone sex

Daddy’s basement is where all of his torture happens. It’s dark, soundproof, and  most importantly, escape-proof. I tried to run away from him, so he punished me by dragging me to the basement, stripping me naked, and leaving me in the dark and cold for days. He didn’t return unless it was to force fuck and beat me. After two nights I was begging for food and water. Instead of giving me food or drink, he told me I could eat his cum and drink his piss if I wanted to survive bad enough. He forced his cock into my mouth and fucked my throat. I was so hungry I swallowed every drop of his cum. He pissed on my face and my open mouth. In my thirst, I drank as much of it as I could and then licked every drop of it off of the floor.

He made me stay in the basement for a full month. My only food and water source was his and his friends’ piss and cum. In my desperation, I swallowed it all.

Extreme Snuff

Snuff phone sexSomething that I can’t stop thinking about lately is some extreme snuff phone sex. A girl like me loves to be a victim for a P Daddy or any man who needs to use me as his release. Talking about it and from coming close to it so many times in real life is the closest I will ever get in order to tell about it that is. The first time I started really thinking about being snuffed out while being fucked was while watching the movie Karla. I thought it was a porno but it was simply very graphic. The scene I always masturbate to includes something like them kidnapping some young virgin slut and bringing her back to their place to fuck. He was choking her with a cord and telling her to say she’s his little Catholic girl slut. He buries his cock into her tiny pussy and snuffs her little life out, cumming in her at the same time too. Later he beats his girlfriend and does almost the same thing, choking her with a cord until she passes out as he screams at her to shut the fuck up while he’s destroying her holes. I always wanted that to happen to me so badly, and it has! I cum so hard when I get choked out – blacking out and waking up filled with cum is quite the feeling. But what’s an even better feeling is not knowing if I will wake up or not.

Taboo Phone Sex Victim

taboo phone sexAs a taboo phone sex victim, I get off on the dirtiest things you can think to do to me. I have my own dark fantasies and they usually involve brutal torture and snuff. Guys always apologize for killing me, but the way I see it, I am a snuff victim. No need to apologize. I want to be your victim. I want to hear all about the nasty creative ways you would kill me. My cunt is wet just thinking about it. I am stress release for men. I can be the bitch you hate, the mom you want to force fuck, the daughter you want to sodomize, or any female you want to do very bad things to. The sicker your mind is, the wetter my cunt gets. I have long had a strong submissive side to me. It began with daddy and it continues today. I love medieval torture sex the best because its wicked violent and gruesome, not to mention painful. Whatever sick and twisted ideas that are in your head, I know I will get wet. And, you will get hard brutalizing my bimbo body.

Hell of a Masturbation

Torture phone sexI did not do something I was supposed to do. Master was pissed about it. I forgot to shave as he told me to. He has a class going on and I was his test dummy. He said he wanted me to shave my pussy so the men could get a good view of what was going on. I do not know how I forgot, I am always so good with remembering all of the master’s requests. It could be these classes have me tired. Not only am I a slave to master, the men he teaches each week use me as practice. The punishment master chose for me has my throbbing black pussy and ass feeling like they will fall out of my body any minute. My punishment from my master was to sit on a chair for the next 5 hours and fuck myself hard and fast. I could only get quick 5 minute brakes every 2 hours. I thought since I have gotten fucked by more men than that for a long time I would be able to handle it. I really thought master was going easy on me. That is until I started. To fuck myself for five hours is horrible. Not only is my nigger ass and pussy in pain bleeding, my arm and hand feels like it is going to cut off. Master also put it up online to go live so all of his class could watch the pain on my face. I am so glad my master is gone for the day so my bloody torn throbbing pussy and ass can heal.

Tiny Cunts For Breakfast

 

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I might be the nastiest meanest cruel tiny twat torture sex whore around. I have these souls who follow me and demand that I keep cutting up young hoes for my men who get raging hard-ons for my snuff whore ways! Tiny Bodies on crosses as I bleed them out from those puckered assholes. Meat grinders are full of little bodies that were force fucked to death. I have no regrets as making sure meaty dicks are satisfied with my savagery. My latest slut and slutkin were wife and offspring of a man who wanted to watch as those asses and pussies were destroyed by BBC men forcing them to have sex. I was quite proud that I was able to suck the daddy/ husband dick off as I sliced both of his girls throats for my surprise killing before him! Bahaha, I am the Angel of death that gets soaked for blood and force fucking tiny sluts and mommies! 

Torture Sex

torture sexTorture sex can be hot. I am a pain slut and I don’t mind a little nipple torture. I get high however, make bad decisions and end up in the hospital. The problem is that when I get super fucked up, I can’t feel much until the next day. The other night I was partying with these out of town business men I picked up in a strip club. The local strip club always has blow. Either the girls have it or the patrons, but it is usually both. These New York Wall Street types were partying in the VIP room and asked me join them. They bought me lap dances and shared their coke. I was having a great time. They wanted me to come back to their suite in the hotel next door. I didn’t think it would turn into a violent gangbang rape porn. They seemed so white collar. Suddenly, I was just a whore to fuck. The tore up my ass and my pussy. They put cigarettes out on my flesh too. I got smacked, punched and fucked. One of them informed me that I could not snort their coke for free all night without giving something back. They passed me around like candy, using me with no condoms, no lube and no care about my well being. I let them have their fun at my expense because I wanted their coke. They had the best blow. The next day, I had a broken nose and several cracked ribs. I only felt it when the coke wore off.