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.
Category: Torture phone sex
Torture sex with my Sugar daddy
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.
Gore for More
Fuck me you piece of shit, I fucking want to be fucked hard I want you to slit my pussy and make it bleed. I want your fucking body to twist me and turn me and poke and prod in me with all types of objects. I am a nasty Gore loving whore, and I can’t get enough. Make me bleed motherfucker make me pay for being such a fucking twat, Tramp. I need to be treated so backed up and badly. Don’t you want to fuck a stiff body? Would you like to fuck a cold hard dead pussy? A pussy that is in Rigamortis will definitely make your hard cock feel like you’re chopping Hardwood. My pussy is a tunnel for demonic Behavior so come on in. I am your white trash skank I love to be treated like a nothing because that’s what I am. Don’t you want this challenge? Don’t you just feel like you need it so bad? The things that I want to do you’ve got to call me so that I can tell you because it is beyond ordinary it is the worst. I am the worst fucking cunt trap bitch that you will ever encounter in your entire life. You’ve got to get some of this action it’s the best ever. Come on motherfucker dial my number right now let’s have some hypnotic sexual endeavors we can role-play about anything, and I do mean anything that’s on your raunchy nasty fucking mind. If you like blood, you will love me because I know how to make all of the tramps bleed. We can take some little ones if that’s what you have a taste for I can feed your thirst I have no taboos whatsoever. You know what to do if you’re really not afraid, you know what to do, and I’m waiting.
Bloody cunt and beaten body
The bloodier my cunt is during snuff sex, the better. He wants to shove his cock so deep inside of me and blast his load of fertile cum deep into my slutty pussy. When it’s full of blood and ripping at the seams, it makes it all the wetter for his dick to completely slip and slide. I deserve to be beaten, I know how much he enjoys using me as a human punching bag. He eats my pussy then fucks it, stretching me out even more while his wife smothers my face with her smelly twat. She’s plugging up my nose with her big clit and I gasp for oxygen. No mercy is ever had on me. This is what I deserve. I’m gonna end up being a knocked up pregnant bitch by the time that he is done with me. I’m currently ovulating so now is the perfect time for semen to be planted inside of my womb. My bones are broken, my teeth are knocked out & i’m bruised all over but i’ve never looked better!
Brutall Sexy Motherfucker
tonight at the club I was digging on this sexy motherfucker. We were dancing and grinding all night on each other not uttering one fucking word to one another. But each of us knowing what was going to happen at the end of the night when they turn on the lights and kick us out the club. Well needless to say when that happens we are heading back to my place for a wild fucking time. Once inside this sexy motherfucker grabbed me by the throat throwing me into the wall hard as hell. Then he pulls his knife out cutting off my shirt at the same time cutting my nipple a little bit. Oh, it felt so fucking good I had hoped this guy was going to use the knife more of on my milky white flesh. Even better I hope he goes all the way tonight and takes my life after he treats me like i am nothing but a piece of white slut trash.
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Women
Girls like me have rape phone sex fantasies too. No, I am not submissive. No, I am not talking about you force fucking me. Just the opposite actually. Last night, I made my fantasy a reality. I bought this super huge dildo to peg a guy’s ass. I didn’t which guy until last night, but my special large dildo was in my purse just in case I met him. I did. I knew who he was the moment I heard the way he was talking to his wife in public. I waited and watched. Eventually, he went to the bathroom. It was a dark night club, so no one could make me out from a distance. I walked into the men’s room right behind him, pushed him in a stall. I am scrappy. I had his pants torn off as I was putting on my huge strap-on for some ass rape porn in a night club bathroom. Did I mention, I bedazzled my strap-on with razor blades? When I fucked his ass, I shredded it too. His entire asshole was mutilated. I let him know that I could sever his dick too if I wanted. He was going to need medical attention when I was done, but he could live or die. The choice was his. If he wanted to live, he needed to treat his wife better. If he wanted to die, then he could fight me. He wanted to die. He put up a fight; he started yelling something about no bitch telling him how to treat another bitch. He had an average dick, nothing to warrant his cockiness. Well, he had an average dick until I cut it off and flushed it down the toilet. I left him bleeding out on the bathroom floor. I went and joined his wife at her table. We had to celebrate the gruesome, violent death of her misogynistic asshole husband. No woman will have to say me too with me around.
Brutalized
When my dad needs to make a quick buck, he pimps me out to any man who wants me. My body belongs to him, not me. The men who use me know that they can do anything to me no matter how sick, fucked up, or violent. I think daddy loves seeing me come home after I’ve been pimped out and seeing how I’ve been beaten bloody and used like a toy. He makes me lift up my skirt and show him my worn out pussy and asshole so he can see how well I’ve been fucked. Sometimes I’m still dripping with blood and cum, but he likes that. He gets off on knowing his daughter is a worthless slut that gets fucked for cash while he pockets all of the money and I get nothing. My poor body is covered in scars and marks from where he and countless other men have beaten and abused me. They’re like trophies for him though, every mark is a reminder of how he owns me and can do anything that he wants to me. He reminds me of this by beating me bloody and forcing his cock into any hole that he wants and fucking me bloody until I’m screaming. He’s always thinking of horrible new ways to torture me and make me beg for death. I know that someday he’ll snuff me out for good, when I’m all used up and no man wants a scarred and beaten broken little whore. I try to please him because I’m so terrified of stepping out of line and making him mad. I don’t even fight back anymore, even when he’s force fucking my ass or choking me with his cock, because I’m afraid if I make him angry enough he’ll kill me. I’m terrified of him.















