Category: Torture phone sex

Evil Phone Sex : Sacrifice For Satan Costing Your Life

Evil Phone Sex is my prime scope of fun. I love worshiping Satan and subjecting my lovers to do the same. My lovers are endowed for my pleasure. I use men like I use a sex toy. Only worthwhile when I am in need of juices for some sex magic.

Most of the time i am with my hot goth girlfriend. We are devilish together. Sometimes we really enjoy taking a pathetic guy and use him as a sacrifice. One that craves to have two goth chicks at once.

Just the simple joy of entrapping him into our Satanic lair. This is our Dark fantasy zone. We bound his wrists over his head, from the ceiling. He gets nervous and his cock is actually bigger than we figured for this dweeb.

Without hesitation the two of us decide that we want his cock for our toy collection. After all a nice big white 11 inch dick is a true gem. As we come at him with the nice little razor sharp gutting knife he tries to scream.

Instintively we crammed our panties in his mouth as soon as we had him bound and hoisted. That means no screaming for the loser dweeb. We are just going to make a couple of nice slicey wicies on his balls.

That cock severed and stayed erect just as we wished. We instantly got to work in molding it before putting it in the preservatives. Now that his cock has been molded and the preservation is under way for our taxidermy Satan fuck doll.

Now is the time to cut him. Finally make our sacrifice. This is our Sacrifice  for daddy Satan, we sacrifice him in the flames of Hell.

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Evil phone sex slut and bestie force pervert into submission

Evil phone sex Evil phone sex slut and best friend force a pervert into submission!

He was drunk out of his fucking mind and thought he could slap my best friend’s ass. The moment our eyes met I knew he would make a perfect victim! We lured him in and brought him back to our hotel room where we stripped him naked, seduced him, and then tortured the living daylights out of him. What he thought was his lucky day was his worst fucking nightmare! My best friend dragged her tongue down his body, to his cock, and then slurped his dick into her throat. Then she shocked his scrotum with a taser…

That’s when the pathetic perv realized what he had gotten himself into. I’ve always dreamt of having Sex with dead bodies and I knew that day would be the day I finally would be able to. The light flickered as I walked toward him wearing my strap-on that was filled with blades. I approached him and forced him to his knees. I sat my pussy on his face and smothered him while stroking my dong. Then I forced him to bend over and beg to be fucked hard.

As I jerked my dildo in and out of his manhole, I taunted him for being a faggot while laughing hysterically. I could tell by how easily my dildo slipped into his asshole it wasn’t his first time… The pressure must have felt good because the fucking pervert began to moan and that is when I hit the button and released the blades… ripping his asshole into shreds.

The room was left a bloody crime scene after the gruesomest Snuff sex!

Anal Torture Sex Doll Will Fuck For Coke

torture sexHe calls me the torture sex queen. I do not know all about that. Perhaps, I have pain slut inclinations, but what really drives me to get into so many precarious situations would be my coke habit. My husband cut me off a long time ago. He did not mind the occasional partying, but I would blow through the money he gave me and not use it for food and household bills like it was earmarked for.

If I am trading my cunt for coke, he does not care. Well, he might care if he knew all the taboo and nasty things I do for that coke. Or the fact that sometimes I get very close to dying for a fix. Last night, I knew my life would not be in danger. However, my ass would be. Pete loves a coked up ass rape porn star. But he does not want to fuck my ass. He just likes to watch me destroy it for his perverse pleasure. Sounds like some of my callers.

Torture My Ass All You Want, But Give Me Coke First

Anyway, Pete will skull fuck me. But as a married man, he does not want some “skank druggy whore” giving him an STD he could not explain to his wife. So, he would rather let me torture my ass with anything he provides me. And stick his cock only in my mouth instead. He seemed to be in an extra kinky mood last night. He brought a bag of sex toys with him. I am talking like toys way to big for any one’s ass.

He promised me coke but before I could do a line, he ordered me to put two big toys in my ass raw. That’s tougher to do when not high. But I wanted that coke. So, I did everything he told me to do. Good thing I am a taboo phone sex slut. I got my coke with a side order of pain and humiliation.

Medical Fetish Phone Sex with Me Might Be More Than You Bargained For

medical fetish phone sexMedical fetish phone sex calls are not as common, but still under my purview. I love to torture a man or a woman’s junk. Sounding is fun for me. Not on me. But on you. Can you believe that men pay me to hurt their cock and balls? And I take that money and deliver a painful cock and ball torture session.

Jimbo hired me last. He seemed self-aware. With a small dick he realizes he cannot please women. That’s more than I can say for many of my callers. I should never hear things like, “I’m gonna fuck her cunt with my big 5-inch dick.” If you think 5 inches is big, you should not be force fucking anyone. I mean even schoolgirls know 5 inches does not equal big in anyone’s world. So, I will give Jimbo credit for understanding his junk would never do any woman any favors.

He likes cock and ball torture sex. For years he saw a mistress who trampled his balls and jacked him off with Ben Gay. However, I told him I would never jack off a loser. Hell, I rarely jack off any guy. Perhaps I enjoy torture more than sex. Anyway, I agreed to a training session with Jimbo. So, I took his payment and arranged a day for him to visit me.  He came over last night. And I think when he saw my knives and a sounding device, he got scared.

If You Enjoy Cock and Ball Torture, You Are in the Right Place

But he knew I was not a typical mistress. I am a sadistic bitch. I tied him to the bed and put a ball gag in his mouth so he would not bite his tongue. The first thing I did was insert a sounding device lathered in Icy Hot into his pee hole. Tears welled up in his eyes, and his erection I forced with a large dildo up his asshole. I used a knife to slit his pee hole. Blood dripped into his urethra making him cringe more. He wanted CBT fun. And he got it with a bit more.

By the time I finished our session he told me he should have asked for castration phone sex instead. I told him I could take his balls for free, but he ran out of my house like a gazelle. Perhaps, I was more than he bargained for. Might be more than you bargained for too.

Ass rape porn is what I made

Sadistic men make me sick. They remind me of my uncle. That is why I use then to make Ass rape porn. The last one was a male chauvinist asshole who likes taking drunk girls pussy. Therefore, I decide to get him drunk and have his pussy fucked. I put something in his drink to get him loopy. There were bbc bulls on their way and I needed to get him ready. Once I undress him and tie him up.

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After that they all start showing up. Since he has a ball gag on his scream were muffled when the first dick was shoved inside his man pussy. It was so big it was ripping his tight ass open. The bloody mess was getting everywhere I had to film it. I zoomed at that big black cock tipping his ass open. He just loved stuffing him with his big dick. The tears were running down his face, but I didn’t care. My camera kept filming as guy after guy used him for their Rape phone sex fantasies.

It makes for great porn seeing his tight little asshole getting ripped open by a big black cock. All I did was film it and say “your pussy will be gappy when I’m done with you just like you do women without their permission”. The last big bull stuffed his cock in him and choked him as ge fucked him. He fucked him so hard his body was just slamming down on the bed that I didn’t realize he stopped moving.  Oh well he fucked his limp body until he busted a big load. He even helped me get rid of his body. Plus, I filmed it all so I can watch it whenever I want.

Accomplice Phone Sex Because I’d Rather Kill Than Be Killed

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex calls are among my favorite type of calls. And the reason is simple. Because if I am your accomplice, I am not your victim. Accomplices have more fun. And although it is true that when I bought my freedom from my master one young girl at a time, I felt guilty, that has all dissipated. Well mostly dissipated. I still bond with a girl from time to time.

A couple nights ago, my former master offered me more than he ever has before to procure him a sweet young girl. But the reason he wanted to pay me so much was because I knew the girl. We used to be slaves together. However, she escaped. With my help, of course. But my former master does not know that. And he would kill me if he found out. I am the only one to ever escape a snuff sex death with him. I made myself useful to him. And I created a need for me to still be breathing.

When I helped Ashley escape, she was a young teen girl. And I told her to disappear. But she ignored me, I guess. Now, I found myself in a conundrum. So, I had to kill her and make it look random, because if he knew I killed her, he would kill me. And if I brought her to him like he wanted, she would tell him I helped her escape 6 years ago, and he would kill me.

I Operate in a Kill or Be Killed World

Although he could still kill me, I went with the best option for me. I ran her over with my car and made it look like a hit and run. I may have used a car I stole and made myself look like a man in case any there were any hidden cameras or witnesses. Of course, always the chance that he had one of his goons follow me, but I never caught wind of a tail. Over the years, I have learned many skills that will help me survive in this dark, seedy world I live in.

I reported to him last night that I have had no luck yet finding her. Since I only get paid when I bring a target to him, I know I would be out that money. But when it comes to money or my life, I pick my life. So, far he believes me, but not sure how long that will last once he finds out she died before he could turn her into a snuff porn queen.

Bloody Phone Sex

Bloody phone sex

Bloody phone sex is what I’m craving tonight. What about you? I want us to go find a sacrifice to play with. Let’s go find someone at a bar or a club. Someone that’s sitting alone that won’t be missed in the future. I’ll go back to the alley, and you can bring her around.

                I’ll take out my knife after we tie her arms behind her back and tie her feet together. I slowly cut the buttons off her shirt with my knife until her perky breasts are exposed. I start to make shallow cuts above her breasts and the blood begins to drip down to her nipples as she screams. I look over at you and see your dick start to rise.

                I cut deep into her breasts as the blood begins to flow. I cut off her panties to expose that pretty pussy. And then I take my knife and start making cuts. The blood is everywhere, and I begin to play with it and get my hands covered. With my blood-soaked hands, I begin to wrap them around your dick, until it shimmers red.

Snuff porn plays in background while prolapsing bald slits

Snuff porn Sean and I watched Snuff porn while playing with a group of crotch goblins we had picked up on our road trip on our way back home. John was a screamer, I could tell he was going to grow up and be a sissy faggot bitch by the mouth he had on him! I had to gag the fucker and throw him in the trunk to shut the fucker up for the ride. In the back seat sat a set of twins with long blonde hair, the most beautiful blue eyes, and another just a few years younger than them. I had stripped them naked so Sean could stare at them through the rearview mirror as I gave him a handjob.

I knew he needed to bust a nut while on the road and couldn’t wait for us to return home. All I could think about was the Torture sex that John was going to endure, he bit me and I just couldn’t wait to get the little fucker back. As soon as we got into the dungeon I hung him by his little scrotum flipped upside down hanging from a hook on the ceiling. Sean yanked his body to lower him down more so he could fuck his dangling face to fluff his cock for the little princess fuck meats. I filled his gaper with lube and Sean dug his big dick in and out of the little faggot until his asshole prolapsed.

We then had the twins lie on top of one another so their sweet cunnies would be overlapped and he dug back and forth between the two of them while I sucked their virgin juices off his swelling sack. When he was ready to cum we made sure to bend the youngest of the bend over and that’s where he left his load. Deep inside her tiny cervix after gruesome Snuff sex that left her decapitated.

Killer phone sex Pennywise meets his makers Angie & Harper.

Killer phone sex          Killer phone sex Pennywise meets his makers Angie & Harper. This is one clown the met his match, peeping up through the sewer, Harper is the bait and switch. Angie is a natural hunter. Exploring the sewers, following. Pennywise has been taking people every twenty years or so. Not enough for it to really be noticed. Strong magic makes people forget.

            It must be remembered that someone always has to remember what happened. As can be seen this time it was my turn. Harper alerted me when Pennywise peaked up at her through the sewer drain. Now was the time. To be sure that no more would Pennywise be a problem.

            With attention to details and knowing the tricks. Harper was going to be the sacrificial lamb. So, to say. To point out that I look quite innocent myself, she looks more like a crotch goblin that he would be interested in.

            Leaving the balloon to signify that he had taken her. Time was of the essence. After all it is not Harper who will be lost. I (Angie) tracked her through the sewer system. Looking for the spider like creature. Noting the clown also leaving trace tracks. Shining beacon to guide me.

            By all means hide behind a sweet little thing. Never knowing that as soon as you get behind her you have lost sight of the true hunter. Snuff Queen Angie is hot on your tail. Harper is the decoy. I’m the Alpha.

              Killer phone sex Pennywise meets his makers Angie & Harper. The evil ladies of Snuff.

            Ordinarily Pennywise is the one to fear. Taking the young crotch goblins. Even the middle weaker ones. Harper fits into small and compact. In the long run he overlooked the sweet innocent corn fed Angie.

            Knowing he is in front of me and holding my friend. Beginning to weave his cocoon around her. Snuffing her. Laughing, Head of the clown. Body of the spider. Glowing bright.

            Not in this case will you win. Decapitation. As soon as the head is loped off, severed from the body. Harper and Snuff Queen Angie begin to dismember in the evilest fashion possible Pennywise. That is to say; Evil phone sex has nothing on us.

            In fact, when we are done, leaving all the other cocoons to rot. They are after all none of our concern. Kissing her, fucking her on top of Pennywise no more. Letting our juices cover him.

            Claiming the sewers as our own. Now say goodbye to Pennywise. He may be gone but Harper and Angie have just found the perfect way to get away with Snuff and blame it on the ghost of him. Like when we get the itch to be evil again. The costume and balloons come out. All will blame him.

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The Blair Bitch Project Because I Will Always Be My Son’s Ass Rape Porn Star

ass rape pornAss rape porn with my son will never be a favorite because I swear, he gets more brutal every time he summons me for one of his live streams. However, he is my blood, and I am his. So, I know he will never kill me. But he might make me wish I was dead sometimes. And he always gets me coked up. Always. I can count on some premium coke from him.

But this live stream seemed more ominous than previous ones. He referred to it as the Blair Bitch Project. He made a coke bong and brought a bench to force fuck mommy on. But is it really force fucking with me? I mean I am his mommy, and I can never say no to him. I give him permission to explore all his rape phone sex fantasies whenever he wants.

He immediately restrained me to the bench and got the coke bong going. He funneled coke into my nostrils and all I needed to do was snort every so often. And I snorted more than usual. He pushed my legs up so high that my feet ended up behind my ears. He bent me like a pretzel. And that popped my legs out of socket. A bar on the bench combined with some rope locked me in a painful position for hours. But he did keep the coke flowing.

The Blair Bitch Project Live Stream Made My Son Lots of Money

When he brought out the brass knuckles, I knew I was in trouble. First, I got the knuckles to my face because I forgot to take my false teeth out again. Second, I got the knuckles to my shit pipe I prolapsed for him. After so much rough anal sex, my shit pipe falls out with one push. My head was hanging over the fuck bench, which made it easy to skull fuck me all bound like that.

Chimes started pouring in too. The viewers at home liked how the Blair Bitch Project seemed to be progressing. However, the chimes tripled when he zip tied my prolapsed shit pipe. And increased tenfold when he battered up with a lead pipe to smack my prolapse like he was playing some macabre game of baseball. Did I mention that this occurred on International Women’s Day.

But luckily for me the coke bong flowed nicely. This allowed me not to feel much of anything but the pressure pain. It seemed to me like he channeled his inner A Rod as he played whack a mole with my prolapsed asshole, my cunt and my ribs. Batter up. And the more he cracked the led pipe over my body the more bitcoins streamed in. Once my battered butthole looked like raw hamburger meat, he turned my prolapse into his cock sleeve.

Another Violent Mommy Makeover in the Books

While he fucked my warm ass flesh light, he put a plastic bad over my head, restricting my breathing. And my face quickly started turning red and purple. I thought I might die from suffocation torture sex. I may have passed out a few times, but he’d revive me, let me breathe, then suffocate me some more. And all at the same time he fisted my shithole that hung from inside out. My cunt too.

Everything was swollen. Even my eyes. Another violent mommy makeover in the books. But not before I got more of the lead pipe to my tits and urethra too. Now, I am a Busted Blair Bitch.