Category: Torture phone sex

Snuff Dreams

Snuff sexI had a dream about you last night. You had snuck into my bedroom late one night when I was a sleep. You woke me up with a punch to the gut and a bitch slap to the face. I tried to scream but couldn’t. You quickly threw me back on the bed and tied my hands to the head board with a pair of my stockings. You took my panties off me that I was wearing and shoved them in my mouth. I was nervous and excited all at the same time. You knew this just by the heat coming of my cunt. You were pleased I was enjoying the pain. You became more sadistic, knowing every pain caused my cunt to gush more. I could feel your cock ripping roughly into my holes. Humiliating me with your names and brutalizing my body with your hands. You were getting ready to slice my throat and I woke up. I woke up to messy soaked sheets. And my fingers already deep in my cunt.

Snuff So Many Ways

Taboo phone sex I dream of being snuffed out in so many different way. I can’t even figure out which way turns me on more. I know I want to be tormented for a long ass time. Brought to the brink of death and then brought back for more pain. I want to feel my flesh being cut by a knife. Mutilate a limb or tit right off my body. But make sure I am awake and alert so that I can feel every ounce of that pain. I do not want to die of something boring like a heart attack or dying in my bed at an old age. I want to go when I am young enough to enjoy it. I want to feel all that pain. And I hope it will last for days.

I was so hungry

snuff sexI was just starving to death last night I swear and there was nothing at all that would satisfy my craving! Until I remembered that little whore in my basement, she had been there a while and honestly, I had no idea what to do with her so in the pot she went! Bitch was crying and screaming and begging for her life but I was unmoved, all I could think about was how hungry I was and what a delicious meal she would make. I washed her up and shaved off all that hair before popping her in a giant roaster, I made sure to face her towards me so that when she started to feel that heat, I would be able to see the expression on her face. Poor thing cried the whole time… well, until she was dead anyway. She was absolutely delicious in the end, I think I may have to get me another one soon!

The Clothes Iron

Evil phone sexMy man says he found a very important client for me to entertainment. He even got my hair done and brought me a new dress. As we were driving over to this “new client” he warned me to make this man very happy. When we finally arrived the client was waiting on the front porch. His name was Tony and he was an older gentleman. He had kind eyes but I would find out later that was just a mask hiding pure evil.
After my man got an envelope full of cash, he left me with this stranger. Tony told me to follow him down into his basement. This basement was a real-life torture chamber and I was scared. He chained me against a wall and plugged in a clothes iron. He told me that he had paid a lot of money to hurt me but he would scar my face. He pressed that hot iron to the inside of thighs and I cried out in pain. He touched that hot iron to my skin over and over again. I could see that his cock was rock hard, causing pain turned him on. He took out a clothespin from his pocket and clamped it to my clit. The pain was unbearable and I started screaming for him to please remove it. A wet cum stain appeared on his crotch. This was going to be a long painful weekend.

Last Night

Sadistic phone sex I got fucked hard last night. Real fucking hard. I got thrown around. I was kicked, punched, fish hooked, strangled until I passed out. And fucked until I was raw and bleeding. My cunt is on fire today. My ass is on fire. It hurts to piss, to take a shit. And wiping burns so freaking much. But last night was crazy night! I had so many freaking orgasms, my cunt could not stop squirting. Every hit I took the more I squirted! I could not get enough and he knew it. He knows exactly what I like and he comes around every so often to beat the shit out of me and to fuck the shit out of me.

Bloody covered cock for Stephanie

Snuff phone sex

I woke up with my body tied to a metal table and I couldn’t move. I lifted my head and seen that my stomach had been sliced open and was being pulled apart by some kind of metal machine. I could see all the blood all over my body and as I woke up more, the more pain I started to feel from my neck down. I started to scream for help when the guy who napped me cam over and shoved his fist in my sliced open bloody stomach and started to fist me. I screamed more and the more I screamed the more pain I would feel. Then he walked over to me and pulled out his cock and started shoving his cock in my intestines and started ripping open my organs with his cock.

Bloody Phone Sex is the Best

bloody phone sexDo you like bloody phone sex stories?  I embody the term overkill. My shrink diagnosed me as a young girl with antisocial personality disorder with sociopathic tendencies. You kill one slut as a teen girl and you are labeled the rest of your life. She deserved to die. She was a mean girl cheerleader slut who fucked with the wrong misfit. She and her fan club played a cruel joke on the high school outcast. They just underestimated me. I knew who the ringleader was in that group. No one in school took a shit without Clarissa’s approval. Back then, I was all rage, no mind. I didn’t plan my kills well, so I got busted. The entire town knew what a mean cunt Clarissa was, so there were special circumstances in my case. Plus, the bloody details of the case were sealed because of my age. Only the police and my court appointed shrink knew the details about how I carved up the head cheerleader’s body until it was unrecognizable. I stabbed her cunt. I carved my initials in her bald pussy. I put a firecracker up her ass and cunt. Of course, they exploded, which was what killed her. I am not ashamed of snuffing out the school bully. Her followers only feared her. I may have killed her savagely and impulsively, but that was over a decade ago. I still have a love for blood and killing. Just now, I never get caught. Turns out I don’t have to kill because I lack impulse control or because of a need for revenge. I make snuff porn because I like it. I am what the FBI calls a sociopath who lacks remorse. That is because I only kill those that deserve to die.  Who do you know who deserves to die?

Strangulation phone sex

strangulation phone sexHe crawled on top of me and forced my skirt up. He took his belt off and wrapped it around my neck. He tightened it on the tightest notch. I could not begin to breath. I was gasping for air as he slid his cock into my pussy, pulling my panties to the side. He held my body down and began to pound himself inside of me over and over again.

I was literally chocking on my tears. He took his bloody covered cock out of my pussy and put it right into my mouth. He made my taste the blood and clean it from his dick. When I least expected it, he started pissing in my mouth. I tried so hard to swallow it so that I could get the little gasps of air that I needed.

He went back to shoving his cock inside of my pussy and violently forcing himself in and out of me until he filled me up with his hot cum.

Worthless Annoying Cunts

Worthless annoying cunts really deserve the beat down and torture sex that fuels my darkest of addictions. Snuffing out some bitch with my bare hands is such an exhilarating experience that I cannot help but crave the feel of her body going limp. I want a big cock in my cunt, preferably that bitches boyfriend while I am finishing her off. I get so god damned wet that to have my cunt pounded good at the very moment I gash her fucking eyes out just really builds me up with the most intense orgasm.

I will need to add that this doesn’t mean I am restricting such to worthless cunts only as I get really fucking hot snuffing some fuckhead out as I fuck his loser cock but that loser cock has to be at least 10 fucking inches to really fuel my darkest need to feel him cum in me at the very second the last of his life expels.

Torture Sex

I loved watching him die

snuff sexI loved watching him die, it was so hot to see that moment when he just gave up, lost all hope and just faded away. I mean really, what did he expect with a name like Francis? That’s a wimpy, girly kind of name don’t you think? He was bound to grow up to be a weak, spineless man… honestly it’s no wonder that he ended up here about to die in front of all these people. Poor little bitch was terrified and shaking, he begged for his life but I ignored his pleas and just beat him unmercifully until he was gasping for air and half unconscious. He could barely speak but he was still begging for his life and all I could do was laugh! Why should I let a little bitch boy named Francis live??? With a name like that he’s better off dead!