Kenny took me home from school, even though he knows i’m some what of a bitch, he is okay with it. He really thinks he can date me. He does not even know me all that well. How dominate I am. My lack of caring about others, my dirty nasty fetishes. How are you supposed to be with someone when I am who I am. Not going to happen. Id love to just fuck his head up thinking I am some what normal and then just really fucking him up. He had it coming I told him not to mess with me but he still pursues me. What an idiot. I am planning to have him walk in on me and my girlfriend cutting each other and drink each others blood to scare him away. what do you think ? How should I scare this nice, boy away hahahhaha. I need answers and they better be good (;
Category: Torture phone sex
Take Me Away
Life is funny when you think about it. Every day have these little annoyance and concerns. Emotions like joy and happiness only last for a few moments then in the end all that’s left is nothing. Just skin that rots away, then the bones slowly waste away until they are dust. I bet dying is so peaceful. To not have to have those worries or concerns anymore. I could easily found out for myself but I think it should be a intimate experience. I want to make a deal. You do whatever you want to me, I’ll do anything you ask. The only thing I ask in return is you take me away from this world in the very end.
Bimbo rating
No time like now to start recruiting stupid, nasty sluts for daddy. We have fun bimbo rating. We like to see these fucking stupid sluts and want to rank them. We have our particular system. We only pick the most deserving sluts.
All the whores come out around spring break and summertime. Flaunting their tight bodies and trying to garner enough likes on social media. We live in a pretty raunchy world these days, and everything is about perfecting the slutty look. To luscious lips and long extensions to big fake tits. Its a world is full of bimbos. So yes you can say the world is daddies oysters. I like to set a timeout for daddy and share some fun with him. We look around campuses and bars to find our next victim. Thinking about all that yummy snuff sex drives me insanely excited. I love to see fucking how he demolishes these pathetic whores. These good for nothing sluts deserve everything my daddy puts them through. I enjoy being daddies accomplice we both fuck these bitches up with all our torture tools. We are the best duo there is.
Snuff and Bondage Phone Sex
Bondage phone sex sounds tame at first. It is often Fifty Shades of Gray; however, when you are a dirty whore like me, it is never tame. I woke up in a basement yesterday morning. I was naked and tied up. That is not the name of a reality show. It is my life. I hang with an unsavory crowd. I am related to an unsavory crowd too. My step son hates me. Always has and likely will never grow to like me. He can be a sadistic son of a bitch when he wants to be. He had some gambling debts he couldn’t resolve, so he sold me to some mob wannabe loan sharks to settle a debt. These boys were Guido types with no regard for human life. My step son told them to make a snuff porn with me and use the profits to settle his debt. I am not sure how I got from my place to this basement, but I am sure I was drugged somehow. I pleaded for them to let me go. I tried to appeal to their love for their mother but that didn’t work. If anything, it made them want to hurt me more. They whipped me. They used electric shock on me until I was drenched in sweat and piss. They punched me. They force fucked my ass. I asked if they were going to kill me. I honestly thought they had every intention of snuffing me out. One of them told me they planned to rent my body out for abuse, so they could maximize the profit off my body. “Men pay good money to do anything to an old whore and get away with it. You’ll be dead soon enough Blair,” he laughed. I think I prefer a swift death over torture sex any day.
Killer Phone Sex Is A Real Need with Gray
You know how serial killers have a specific need or rather an obsessive compulsive itch that they have to continue their rituals in whatever pattern they have construed or else they just can’t function? Well, in a way I can sympathize as I get a need to kill really annoying little brats. Yeah I said little brats, I fucking hate ankle biting little whiny assed fucking brats. I Hate them! I pretend to be the best babysitter ever and that I adore these fucks but in reality I can’t wait for the parents to leave and get all She Wolf of the SS on them! I fucking swear to the devils cock that I will sweet talk my way into whatever just to get a few good hours with the jizz accidents.
First I will be sweet as fuck and offer them candy and cute stuffed toys and win them over… but… in minutes that all changes. I grab them by their hair and pull them across the room and into the bathroom. There I will shove their faces in the toilet after I take a big smelly crap. I proceed by cutting their cute little clothes off and taking a cheese grater of a dildo and start ripping into those assholes and a shock dildo to their little cunts. With the screams being lost in the pile of excrement I just laugh as they bleed and convulse to their own deaths. That is one way I deal with them but the options and ideas are endless.
Sadistic Blood Drinker
My boyfriend/pimp told me he found a new client. He said the client had a lot of money and I needed to keep him happy. “Keep him happy” means allow the client to do absolutely anything. I was so nervous during the drive to the new clients because my boyfriend has a knack for finding sadistic men. These men get off on hurting women for their own pleasure.
When we finally arrived, my old man gripped my arm and dragged me towards the front door. A man opened the door, he looked like someone’s father at a PTA meeting. He had kind eyes and wore khaki pants with a plaid button-down shirt. He handed my boyfriend an envelope full of cash and my boyfriend pushed me into the house. He walked away, got in his car and headed towards the nearest crack house.
The man told me his name was John and he complimented my beauty. And for a brief second, I thought this man wouldn’t be like the others. But then he rushed towards me like a raging bull and tore my dress off. He saw my large nipples and he got so excited. He started licking and sucking on my breasts. But then the licking and sucking turned into biting and it hurt like hell. I begged him to stop but he wouldn’t until he tasted blood. He pulled his face from my chest with a mouth full of blood. I could tell that he had a huge erection, blood turned him on. He put my bloody tit back in his mouth and kept sucking like a real-life vampire. Tears slid down my face because I was stuck in this vicious cycle of abuse.
Swell My Whore Cunt
Nasty skanks like me need a bit more than rough sex girls like me need to be tortured and beaten until you see blood then fucked in pools of our blood. Cut me please while I’m begging for it down on my knees. I want you to slice my lips and shove your stone hard mushroom head cock into my wounded mouth I bet that will keep your cock nice a moist while I suck through the pain. I want you to slap my bleeding lips with your cock while you pull my hair and make me scream bloody murder. I ache for bad guys really bad guys that scare other girls, those are the ones that I want to fuck the most. I don’t how bad he thinks he is I know I can handle what he’s got for me.
Bleeding head
I love to dress all innocent and sexy, because men will never guess that my pussy only gets wet when I have snuff sex. Its the shocked look that I get when i show them. Last night I went out to the bar with my fake ID met this guy he looked all rough one of those heavy set biker guys. I told him i will bringing him back to my place because he was passing through. My parents work night shits that’s how I always get away with bringing who ever I want back to my place. Well anyways, He kept buying drink after drink for us. Shots of tequila are my favorite the more tequila I have in me the nastier I become. Evil, dirty, Kinky, all in one. I told him I was bringing him back to my place he said he would love to come back. Funny thing is he is probably expecting some casual quick nut sex. I just laugh to my self as I cant stop thinking that he has no clue what hes about to get into. As, we are talking drinking shooting some pool with his friends my fucking ex walks in.. I try to hide but Bryan saw me walked up to us and stated shit with this guy I just met that I am so close to taking home. Well my ex is pretty big and is fucking crazy and is not scared of anything or anyone . Bryan starts yelling and the biker guy i don’t even remember his name but they started going back and forth I tried to stop it but i’m little I am not getting in between them fuck that. Bryan busted a bottle over his head and that was when I knew I had to take him home the blood dripping from his head made my pussy all creamy so wet. I told this guy I would take him to thee hospital and that I was so sorry. He thought I was taking him but instead I took him to my house he asked what the fuck was going on and I said that blood is turning me on I’m a nasty bitch. I threatened him telling that if he did not come in and fuck me that I would get my whole fucking town to fuck him up. It’s a small town I can get anyone to do what ever I want . With his bleeding head, he came inside I put some porn on and lets just say my night ended very satisfying. Hopefully he made it to the hospital this morning.. Or not I don’t really care HAHA.
Torture Phone Sex Threesome
I get a lot of torture phone sex calls. Guys want to hurt me not love me. I came to terms with that eons ago. There is something about me that annoys men. Maybe it is because I am a whore. Perhaps it is because I am a redhead. It could even be because I am coke addicted mother. Men and women hate me equally. The most sadistic people I have encountered have been women. Friday night, I hooked up with a couple. It was a Tinder type of arrangement. They were a party couple looking for a woman to join them for a three way. I thought I could do some lines of coke, suck cock, eat pussy and go home. They had other plans. In fact, when I arrived, the man looked familiar. When you have done as much coke as I have and fucked as many men, they all blend in after a while. Turns out I fucked this dude 12 years ago for $40 so I could get a dime bag. I gave him an STD which he gave to his wife. She has been hunting for me ever since for revenge. She beat the fuck out of me before stringing me up in their basement. I endured hours of electric shock. That was mild compared to the needles she pierced through my clit and nipples. I was pissing myself. She just laughed at me, ridiculed me and tortured me. Her husband was submissive. He was watching like he was sorry. Her rage was high for me. I guess I deserved it for being a dirty whore. I didn’t think she was going to let me go, but she was a sadistic bitch, not a killer. She hated me, but she knew I wouldn’t turn her in for torture sex. I kind of got off on it. Damn, I am a sick bitch.
Master’s Torture
I arrived on time, at least I thought. He told me exactly 12:00 and that’s when I knocked, but he said I was late and started to drag me down to the dungeon. I’m in trouble my heart’s beating fast with excitement and fear. Master is very particular he hates when I’m late, say the wrong thing, or act out of turn. He gets furious and to calm that fury he wants to see red. He dragged me to his two wooden pillars and tied my arms up high above my head. He pulled the rope up so I would dangle inches above the ground unable to touch with my feet. He then started a small fire and grabbed a metal rod resting it inside allowing it to get nice and hot. He turned to me and grabbed tightly around my throat, while he tore open my blouse and ripping my bra. He bit down hard on my nipple, until I couldn’t help but scream as I felt oozing warmth start sliding down my stomach. He chuckled as he started playing with his collection of toys contemplating the best torture for my insubordination.