Killing her was the the most sadistic phone sex fun I’ve ever had! I wasn’t sure if I would enjoy it at first, she was a little older than my typical victims are but she was my friend’s mother and he fucking hated her so I was doing it as a favor to him. She was a hateful bitch and a terrible mother, he had years of resentment built up and let me tell you, that made for one fucked up night! We drugged that bitch’s dinner and once she was knocked the fuck out, we tied her ass up and drove her out to a very private place in the woods. Boy was she pissed when she woke up naked and strapped down to a board, she was cussing and bitching and threatening us but all we could do was laugh. What the fuck did she really think she was gonna do to us? My friend punched her in the face and shoved a ball gag in her mouth to shut her the fuck up, then he shoved his big cock up her ass as hard as he could! She was screaming behind that gag but not enough for me, I wanted her to really suffer! I took out my biggest punishment dildo, this thing is a massive 18 inches long, 6 inches thick and the whole thing is studded with broken glass and I forced it all the way up in her cunt! It tore her up and she died from all the bleeding. My friend was so fucking happy that he fucked me right there in that giant pool of blood!
Category: Torture phone sex
Filming A Snuff Porn
I love making home made Snuff porn movies, the nastier and freakier I can be, the more horny I get! For my movie that I filmed last night, I wanted to be blinded by huge loads of warm and creamy cum! I wanted that shit smeared and dripping all over my pretty face while it was burning and gushing out of my eyeballs. My eye makeup was mixed in with the cum as it squirted all over me and my eyes felt like they were on fucking fire! Whenever I shut them and rubbed them to try to lessen the burning sensation, it only made it worse! The guy that was fucking me licked and sucked all over me while I layed there helplessly on the couch! I could barely see him and I felt like my vision was going out with each moment that passed by! My tight, wet little pussy was dripping and my clit was throbbing! He bit on my nipples and made me bleed while he finger fucked me and stuck anal beads up my pink asshole! I was helpless and couldn’t see shit for the life of me! He made me suck his cock for hours and with each load of cum, he continued to drench my face! It was fucking awful! I haven’t been able to see all day today, i’m hoping I regain my vision at some point!
Langley loves killer phone sex!
Having a cold-blooded streak gives me a deep love of killer phone sex! Every girl has their deep, dark secret fantasies don’t they? I have one favorite, one that I turn to over and over again.
Every night I’m on here, I get calls from guys wanting to talk for free, trying to get me to talk before payment, or simply saying nothing, stroking their pathetic cocks on the other end of the phone. They keep my wonderful, faithful paying customers from being able to get through. And even if it’s for a minute, I won’t stand for that!
He’s strapped to my stretching table. Nice and tight. His eyes flutter as he’s coming to. His eyes are huge when he sees me, he tries to scream, but between my gag and his nearly crushed throat, all he can do is a muffled rasp. Ha! Fucking worthless piece of fucking shit. I know he recognizes me, he’s called from my website enough, fucking twatwaffle. He really tries to freak the fuck out when I pull my set of scalpels out and start playing the flat edges over his naked body, slightly nicking here and there. I can’t help but to giggle out loud. Fucking pig!
Now what to do? Hmmm, it seems that he is having a terrible issue with two parts of his anatomy. His ear, and his sad little limp dick. Those fingers, those are issues, too. I got it!
I take my little pretty shiny, grip the tip of his ear, and start slowly slicing through the cartilage and flesh, I can almost hear him screaming, not that anyone will hear the little git. I hold his ear in front of his face, flapping it around like a red, sick jello jiggler. It’s strangely entertaining! What a nice-sized hole that’s made!
Oh look, he’s starting to spit his gag out. Let’s fix that! I grab what little I can of his impotent wiener, and I start slicing around and around, until all that’s left holding it to his bleeding body is his bloody urethra. I enjoy looking dead in his eyes as I grip it between my knuckles and..SNAP!.. there it goes!
Oh, tears, how sweet. I stretch his detached ear out just a bit, fit his severed dick through it, and wedge it in his sobbing mouth after removing his gag. Beautiful! He’s too busy gagging on his own still-piss dripping, blood-soaked member to see me pick up the cigar cutter.
Fucking love this thing. Just the fun clicking noise they make gets my cunt fucking wet! His pinky finger slides easily into the hole, and just as he opens his crying eyes to look my way, *POP* goes the finger! One after another, ’till all he has left for hands are two bloody palms. His left thumb is keeping his gaping, bloody pisser from bleeding out too quickly.
One by one I ram his own fingers through his hearing hole into that empty fucking skull.
Long after he’s dead, I’m still filling his head with his digits.
Try bugging me now, bitch!
Snuff sex
I have always fantasized about being a victim. I have watched countless scary movies and every single time I have seen a character running for their lives, I get this adrenaline rush. Something about the chase gets me so turned on. Seeing your self beg for your life and having no control while someone does anything they want to you is just incredible. I have always wanted someone to come in through the window at night, forcing me to do what ever they pleased. It makes me so wet thinking about a person just taking advantage of me and having no way of escaping from that situation. For instance I would want a stranger to tie my hands together and force me to suck their hard cock for as long as they wanted. Beating me with their fist until I was just a bloody mess. I would want my holes to be violated filled with cum or urine or what ever my attacker deemed necessary. I want to feel alive for those seconds where he looks into my eyes while he strangles me until I’m unconscious. Feeling my life slip away while not being able to do a single thing about it. My fantasies are not crazy or stupid they are what make me feel alive! I long for that one person who has an inner monster in them to teach me the value of life. But I just beg that he uses his cock and his sharp blade to torture me. I want to bleed and suffer and loose all control . My question is where is this monster that I seek?
Mutilation phone sex Part 2
My arms and legs have been amputated, all that remains in my fuckholes for him to use, and a brain for self-tormenting. There is literally nothing I can do but be a fuck toy and maybe I will die soon. I can still feel my arms and legs, it’s a lot of pain and my mind doesn’t understand. I’m thinking about what my life has now become and I hear footsteps. My heart starts to race, he said my wounds were healed and it was time for me to be what I was made to be, just a fuck toy.
He picks me up like a rag doll and carries me under his arm like a fucking football. I wanted to fight and stab him and run away, but I can’t. He sets me on a cold metal table and shoves a tube in my ass and gives me an enema. “Fuck toys have holes for a reason, and yours will always be shit free, ha ha ha ha you’re fucked bitch.” I’m trying to move or rock my body at least to get away from the tube pushing liquid into my ass. He laughs and shakes his head. “Where do you intend to go? The floor is a good 5 foot drop, you have no arms to call anyone, and you have no legs to get up the two flights of stairs from my dungeon, you certainly can’t open a door.” He smacks my face hard and said I should get used to my role in life from now on. Crying, helpless, angry and afraid I cried daily. He would grab me like a football every time he came in; he would put me on the metal table shove the enema tube in my ass and flush me out. A few weeks in he started pinning me to the wall with rods that looked wall mounted towel racks. He would fuck my pussy, my ass, my mouth and would often throat fuck me so hard I could not breathe. No legs to close or arms to push him away. He continuously tortured me, and eventually most of my body felt nothing from the torture.
Next time the tortures he did to me…
Torture sex
I was at the club in a public bathroom by myself. I was obviously very drunk and fucked up. I guess I should not have made myself oh so vulnerable. I was washing my hands and the next thing I see is my face pushed up against the stained walls. A mans hand was squeezing my hair around his knuckles and he was biting my neck.
I tried to squirm away from his grip but he just pressed into me harder. My dress lifted above my ass and I felt him rip my panties off. His cock penetrated my ass hole, ripping the tight muscles apart. He was fucking the front of me up the wall, with each huge hard thrust into me. He stripped my dress off of me more.
He pinched my nipples so hard that I am pretty sure they came off. He turned my body around, so that I was facing him and he put a knife right against my pussy mound. He stabbed it right into my pussy, making blood gush down my thighs. Even my screams cant be heard because of the loud house music playing outside.
He uses my blood for lube and forces his cock harder in and out of my cunt. I know he is going to kill me.
Mutilation phone sex, becoming just a toy
I was taken to a dark room, so dark and quiet and cold. I was trying to see anything at all and it was just dark. I heard soft footsteps on carpet coming toward me. Then all I could hear was breathing, then a needle poke. It stung badly, but suddenly I could not move my limbs. I could not move my arms or legs or even wiggle my toes! I started to panic and whimper and the captor smacked something across my thighs. I stopped whimpering immediately, but tears streamed down my face. A voice said “You are going to be my sex slave forever; you won’t be able to escape after what I am going to do to you.” The voice was raspy like a smoker and smelled like whiskey. I couldn’t move but I could feel everything he was doing. He put tight rubber type things around my upper legs and arms. It seemed like forever until I felt him touching me again. My arms and legs were hurting where the bands were. The voice again said “When you wake up whore, you will be a whole new fuck toy.”
Groggy and feeling sick, I kept my eyes closed. I could feel a little pain but I am not sure why. I go in and out for quite a while. I think it was a few days later when I woke up and started screaming. I was able to move my head and neck but there was nothing when I tried to move my arms and legs. I looked down and they were gone, nothing but stumps covered with bandages and seeping blood!! I screamed as loud as I possibly could.
You come into the dark room, and I am still screaming and crying. “How will you ever get away?” He laughs, putting a hand on my cheek and moving it down my body.
To be continued…..
Gather round freaks, I’ve got a story for you
I got a good story to tell you today, all about 3 sluts and 1 man whore. I have a true hate for sluts and fuckboys. I hate that shit, so I decided to give them all a little taste of gore before their brutal deaths. They all stay fucked up, they’re drug addicts and alcoholics and anything to keep them numb keeps them happy so it was easy for me to lure them to my house. Emily, Carmen, and Ashley were too busy getting high to notice I had their little boyfriend by the throat. Tying him up tight and gagging him so he could watch me destroy all three of his personal little whores. Since he likes being choked so much I took it up a notch and started breaking shit. He was starting to get scared like a little bitch and that’s when my whores noticed. I took it upon myself to play a little game, they all had to choose what would happen to each other. Body parts being cut off and used to fuck them with, blood and more blood. Shit and piss and puke. The tears of course from all four of them. They all begged me if they could talk, for mercy. They deserved none however, I though deserved to cum from my twisted games.
My Man’s Debt
My man owed his drug dealer a lot of money, so he gave me to him instead. This isn’t the first time he’s used me like currency. When he gives me away I know I have to be a good girl and obey. His dealer likes to be cruel. He makes me wear a leash and beats me for the tiniest mistakes. He has a girlfriend and she’s just as cruel; she’ll make me lick the soles of her feet and eat her pussy for hours. They think it’s funny to fuck me with odd objects like bottles and cucumbers. When I’m hungry they make me eat my meals off of the floor. And I better address them as Master and Mistress or that’s just another reason to beat me. I love my man, and I don’t see any way out of these horrible situations. I pray everyday for the strength to leave.
Snuff Sex Stripper Cunts Last Dance
My first night at my new Stripper job and someone slipped me a rufi in my post gig drink. I was wasted and stumbling in my 7″ stripper heels in Whore Red. Barely able to stand I was hugging the wall to the ladies room, when this strong assertive woman helped me. I was thanking her and slurring… then I was out.
I awoke in a dank cell like room in someones basement with a collar and chain on me like I was an animal. When I heard deep laughter from behind me I noticed a man and a woman both dressed in leather and wearing masks. The woman came over to me and grabbed my face forcing me to look her in the eyes. “Your Time is Up Slave” was all she said to me and I felt myself getting sodomized and as I started to scream she pulled out a huge Buck knife and slit my throat, severing my vocal chords. Lifeless I fell as I felt the force of his seed erupt into my bloodied and ripped up ass.