Category: Torture phone sex

Snuff: Have It Your Way

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I would like to ask you all something.  If you could snuff someone in anyway you would want and you know you would completely get away with it … How would you do it. I actually really want to know, even if we never have spoken before email me, or comment on it.  You of course do not have to use your real name.  I want you to feel free to just get it out there without any sort of repercussions.  

Mine would be the following: Janice D., a stupid cunt from my school days.  I really hated her, but I loved her body.  She was a bitch, but a hot bitch.  Now you might be thinking she was popular, one of those “mean girls”, but nope.  She wasn’t popular at all.  She was just always on the rag or something.  Not once do I recall seeing her smile, or laughing.  She would just mope around, and if someone tried to talk to her she would just ignore them then look at them like they weren’t even there.  Pretty fucking rude if you ask me.

Maybe she was having problems at home, who the hell knows, and who the hell cares.  Maybe her Daddy was sticking Legos up her pussy for punishment, or her Mom was feeding her shit sandwiches.  I didn’t really care for the why, but anyone that miserable doesn’t deserve to breath.  They are just taking up space, breathing precious oxygen, and just being an eyesore.  

I would take her to a fun house (I have a thing for fun houses, have since I was super young).  One that was in operation.  I would tie that cunt up just like she was about to be drawn and quartered.  I would make sure the ropes were so tight that they dislocated the hips and shoulders before they were tied off.  Just to get the screaming going.  Before doing all that, I would have paid a shit ton of homeless tweekers to show up throughout the night.  Then right there, under those flashing strobe lights, and clacking of the cars she would be fucked over and over.  I would be on the side dripping acid on her tits while she is continually violated. 

Then after the fucking was done, I would get between her legs and splash that acid all over that freshly fucked pussy of hers.  I can almost see the smoke and hear the slight sizzle as it eats into her skin.  Right before I left, I would dump the rest of it down her throat then just leave her there for the people who ran the ride to find.  Yeah I have thought about this a lot, why do you ask? lol 

Now, it’s your turn.  I look forward to hearing about all the delicious details.

Cold blooded babes

Violent phone sex 

 This girl caught my eye at school. She was subtle but always has her hair down. Black clothing and all. I asked her if she wanted to come back to my place. Not knowing that I am into some violent shit. Maybe she is too. She told me that she doesn’t hang out with people like me. I told her not to judge a book by its cover. I am demented just like you. She came over and we both got so high on whip its and started punching each other in the face. I all of a sudden became so horny I want her to cut me a few times. The way the knife feels on my skin makes my cunt wet. She wanted to lick my blood and heal my already wounds. I had gashes and she wanted to kiss me everywhere. I planned on tieing her up and scaring her. But all I could think about was getting tied up myself.

Punishment

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I’ve been bad. Master says I need to learn manners. I’ve been trying tirelessly to escape but every time I’m found, they inflict harsh punishment on my pussy and asshole. I don’t know why I still try, maybe if I am a good slave, they’d be nicer. But I doubt it. Because even when I’m being the perfect piggy fuck slave, they leave my cunt throbbing in pain and my asshole bleeding. I won’t lie, I’ve begun to maybe even like it a little. My body involuntarily writhes in orgasm after orgasm no matter how rough they are. My cunt has been conditioned to enjoy it. Yesterday, I tried to run again. Master did not like this one bit. He dragged me by my hair into the filthy bathroom and pissed into the fecal ridden toilet. He forced me onto the floor and shoved my head deep into the revolting water. I struggled for air as he shoved his cock deep inside my asshole reopening wounds and scratches deep inside my rosebud. I struggled for air and just when I began to feel as if I would pass out, he’d pull my head back out to catch what little air I could then force me back in. My face and hair dripped with shit and piss as he violently destroyed my asshole. My knees scraped on the concrete floor. And once again, my cunt throbbed in painful orgasm. Over and over again.

Special Night

Tonight was a special night there was another beat me up whore bitch there just like me. One guy who gave us both the name of Dave hired us both. He was going to have a threesome fuck session with us, beat us the fuck up, torture us and when we were half dead he was going to fuck the shit out of us again. The other bitch was really fucking hot and had a young tight sweet body. I did enjoy her body and even I got a little sadistic on her. Dave had a knife hidden under the mattress and he had me turn around on all fours and told me he was going to fuck me up the ass. The surprise was that he was going to fuck me up the ass with that knife. He jammed that knife fast and hard deep into my ass. I yelped and my whole body jerked feeling the knife my fleshy ass up. I began to squirt across the room begging for more ofAss rape porn that sweet knife.

Gangbang Rape Porn Star

gangbang rape pornYou watch gangbang rape porn, don’t you? You like watching women get sodomized, covered in cum and used for the pleasure of men. I love making dirty little films. I don’t really make them for fun. Usually, I do them to score some drugs or money to buy drugs. Last night, I made one just because I was too fucked up to know what the fuck was going on. Seriously, I was high on some pure cocaine that I got from some black men. I guess after watching me get high, they decided to have some fun. The only way I knew that was that I woke up covered in cum and they left me a video on my phone. I entertained about a dozen black men. My ass is showing it too. It prolapsed. There are pics of them pulling on my prolapse like it was a tail. At one point, there was a zip tie on my prolapsed ass. They put coke on it and sniffed it off. WTF? How do I not remember any of it? I guess it has been awhile since I have had that good of coke, but according to the video, I earned it and then some.  They fucked the crap out of me, stretched my holes with their big black cocks. They came on me, punched me, pissed on me and passed me around like candy. From the look on my face, I enjoyed every moment, even the pain. I am such a sick bitch.

My Good Deed of The Day

Sadistic phone sex

They say, “Boys will be boys.” As if that is an excuse for some sort of fucked up behavior.  Fuck that shit.  I was at a gas station and this chick was in tears talking on her phone.  A young pretty thing, crying, my pussy started to get a little bit damp.  I stopped pumping my gas so that I could hear the conversation.  She was talking about how her boyfriend cheated on her, she walked in on them.  Oh boo-fucking-hoo right?  I almost started to laugh then I heard her say, “I would pay someone to kill that stupid motherfucker if I could.” I instantly perked up.

I finished pumping my gas then walked around the pump and tapped her on the shoulder.  Now this girl was upset, so she was a bit bitchy to me until I said that I was sorry that she was cheated on.  Sometimes you have to pretend to have empathy for a situation in order to get what you want.  She told the person she would have to call them back.  I told her to pull her car around in front of the store and I would go in and get her a drink and she could tell me what happened.  I even gave her a hug which almost caused me to puke, but I was on a mission.

I brought her out a beer, she told me she wasn’t old enough to drink one.  I laughed and told her I didn’t care and to drink the damn thing.  We sat on the hood of her car and I explained that if she was serious, I could do the deed for her.  I had to make sure she was pretty shit faced to agree to it, so I had to keep buying beer.  She was a light weight when it came to drinking, so I actually didn’t have to buy that much.  I told her to get back in her car and just sleep for a bit that everything would be alright.  She thanked me, gave me ten bucks and I was happily on my way.

What a douche this guy was. He actually told me that he was going to cut my tits off.  I was laughing so hard as I stepped up to him, he tried to back away, but I grabbed his jacket and yanked him back to me.  I licked his lips and told him how much I was going to enjoy this.  He tried to fight me, but again, douche guy with douche moves.  I have seen dust bunnies float more violently across the floor.  His fighting skills were just damn sad.

Before long that smart assed attitude of his was gone.  He was panting beneath me, my full weight on his chest, his arms where extended over his head.  He was begging now, said he was sorry.  I asked him what it was that he was sorry for, he said everything.  I rolled my eyes.  I moved down to sit on his knees while I looked at his little cock.  He was scared so his pathetic fuck stick was all tiny.  I slapped it, and he gasped.  What a pussy this guy was.

I asked him if he was still going to cut my tits off.  He was crying, he managed to sob out a “No.” I smiled, then sliced into his sack, running the knife up between his two testies.  He passed out.  See, pussy through and through.  I waited for him to wake back up then continued.  He was screaming too much, it was actually getting on my nerves, I pulled off my jeans, and my panties then lowered myself down on his open mouth.  The vibration of his screams against my cunt were simply delicious!  After cutting the rest of his junk off, I shoved the knife up his ass and fucked him with it, his mouth was working my pussy so well.  I came, turned around quickly then stuck the knife into his throat, stood up, and stomped on the top of the hilt.  The sound was beautiful.

Brat Torture Blood Moon Harvest

This Sadistic Slut has Torture phone sex on her brain! The blood harvest moon is perfect for my satanic killing rituals. Now my rituals involve the flesh of virgins. Now it doesn’t mean that they can’t be fucked in the mouth and little elastic ass holes before the kill! I have three perfect babydoll porcelain bodies tied up against wooden chairs waiting for the fun to begin. 

My room is filled up with the blood of the past sacrifices. My equipment, blades, and scalpels are all encrusted in blood. I love the iron smell and I always kill my victims so I enjoy mixing blood of dead!

I have acquired two little girls that are so beautiful It almost hurts me to know I will be ending them. The boy has a nice little dick for his age, My ritual requires three virgin females but I have made an exception as I want to be a deviant little slut and want to taste his small dick and fuck his ass as I kill him off. I want to make my demons very happy. I will sacrifice each in turn by cutting them into tiny pieces as I summon the blood Goddess. I am the accomplice to my two dark handsome men who will be getting their rape fantasies fulfilled tonight by turning these brats into cum sluts. 

I start by lighting my black candles and cutting each little hand and burning them after I suck a mouthful of blood from each. I walk to my accomplice men and spit the mixture in each man’s mouth.  It means that now the fucking can commence. Each naked little body gave up and ass holes turned inside out mouths choked to the point of unconscious and back again as I slice them up. I will be eating these fresh young bodies and this torture phone sex sadistic will be on the prowl for more after tonight baby. Care to Join me?murder phone sex fantasies

Force Fucked Sex Slave

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I woke up in the dark room once again, my cunt throbbing and bleeding. Everyday something new happens and I don’t know how much longer I can last. My master came into the room and stripped off my soiled clothes. He then tightly tied rope around my arms and behind my back, “You’ll be having some visitors today.” He whispered in my ear as he tightly wrapped the rough rope around my arms. It was so tight I could feel my circulation being restricted. Multiple dark figures entered the room and I was pushed up on the dirty mattress exposing my raw cunt and asshole. One by one each man came and used me as their little fucktoy. I had multiple men inside me enacting their devious rape fantasies and destroying my holes. I screamed in pain but the louder I screamed, the rougher they fucked. I had cigarettes burned on my skin and the rope rubbed my flesh raw. I was left bloodied and trembling. Blood soaked cum spilled out of my trembling cunt as I softly cried.

Pain Slut

Bloody phone sexEver since I was a teenager and got my first beating from my first boyfriend I knew then I was a pain slut. He got mad at me and almost killed me beating the shit out of me. He was punching and kicking. Spitting on me and degrading me with such dirty kinky names. Picking my worthless body up and throwing me around like a rag doll. Then without warning, he ripped off my clothes and fucked the shit out of my broken bruised body. My cunt was a sloppy wet fucking mess the entire time. And when he realized I was enjoying the beating and the forced hard fucking he was giving me and he laughed and said he always knew I was a fucking worthless whore.

Tuam Memento Mori

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Is it just me. or does anyone else think of Demons when you see, or hear Latin? Not a bad thing to think of after all, they are pretty cool when you think about it.  Now onto the topic of this blog, Tuam Memento Mori -Remember Your Death is what it translates to.  I like to think that when someone who I have helped pass over that they remember what happened, and that the fear, pain, and sadness lasts for their eternity.  Although I do not particularly believe in the after life, but hey, you never know.  

All those tender pussies, ripped apart between the legs of some little slut that was asking for it, and remembering me.  Those uppity bitches who needed to die because they cheated on their husbands, those fuckers who hurt someone and that person wanted pay back.  Anybody who I have had a hand in ending just floating around with the damage and pain still fresh.  I hope it makes their afterlife excruciating.  I hope that some how they are able to hold onto a little piece of me, like a loved one who wears a locket of a family member long gone.

However, the way I remember their deaths is with a sick satisfaction, a happiness if you will.  I relive every second of every screamed filled session, basking in the knowledge that I caused that pain and I have to admit, that does make my pussy rather wet.  Sometimes I go out and pick up someone to have a quick fuck.  I tend to freak guys out though because I will have them beg, or  plead, or scream for me, some of them will do it, other’s won’t and get scared.  I just think it makes it better when I’m riding them hard (I am always on top) and see them either get into it, or watch as they try to stop and I won’t let them and fuck them anyway.