Category: Torture phone sex

Sex with dead bodies makes Master pour out cum

Sex with dead bodies

Sex with dead bodies is essential in a lot of Necromancy rituals. One of my Master’s favorite is, Rosa Mortis Infectum. Every new moon, he scours the town for the purest, sweetest, most innocent thing he can find, and then he brings her back to his lair to sacrifice.

I have to hold her down while he fucks her virginal pussy until it’s bloody and raw. With each thrust, he grunts and groans, and I can feel his hot load filling that poor,  little hole. I hold on to her tighter, trying not to let her thrashing and screaming get to me, as my master delivers the final blow.

With one punch, he plucks out her cervix and brings it to the altar, where he burns it with the sacred flame. I watch as the flesh sizzles and burns, and I can’t help but feel a little thrill of excitement run through me. After all, I know what’s coming next.

Since I am my master’s slave, I have to submit to his will, and when he tells me to eat it, I do so without hesitation. It’s not the most pleasant taste, but I know it’s part of the ritual, and I’ll do anything to please my master.

I become his conduit to the other side. I am the connection to all the girls who have found death, and I can feel their spirits screaming and clawing at me from the depths of the underworld. I’m grateful that it doesn’t last forever, they start to fade out after a while.

Although, it is really exhausting how much he takes advantage of it. He fucks every single girl he’s snuffed but it’s still my holes. This goes beyond Blasphemy sex and My pussy gets so much abuse.

To seal the ritual my Master bends me over and pounds my pussy on top of her little corpse. He covers me in her gore as he jackhammers his cock into me.  He coats my pussy in three  loads of cum, and spits in my face. Once he pulls out his cock the voices start. Their whispers turns my blood cold every time.

As I lay there, spent and exhausted, their whispers turn to screams. That’s because they have become aware of where they are and who brought them back. They are at their loudest in the beginning. With the snap of his fingers he brings any girl he wishes into me and the Torture sex continues. 

Teen Rape porn Star Keisha gets forced at the library!

Teen rape porn is part of my everyday life. I get taken advantage of constantly, today events were quite interesting though and actually accidental but man my pussy hasn’t never been fucked so good. So what happened was I was in the library, and I was in a corner to myself because I needed to study for an exam. I had drunk a lot of water that day, so I was up and down going to the bathroom while I was there. On my way back to my corner, the librarian tells me I need stay in my seat or he will give it away. I roll my eyes and tell the librarian fuck you loser and laugh. I don’t take the guy seriously, he’s a little man. Like a real life midget.

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I guess he wasn’t having it with my disrespect today, because next thing I know I got this little mother fucker chasing in behind me. I couldn’t believe what was happening and oddly no one was around to save me. I was running too fast so to catch up with me, he threw a book at my foot, and I tripped and fell into a bookshelf and hit the floor.

The little man stood over me and forced his cock into my mouth. I tried to close and even tried to bite him, but he punched me in the head and pried my mouth open with his hands and filled my throat with his midget dick. He got little baby dick hard and then forced me to have some anal torture sex. He fucked my ass until it was bleeding, and I was creaming out of my pussy hole. I didn’t know whether to beg him to stop or to keep going. My pussy was wet but the more he filled my ass, I just kept getting wetter. He pulled his wittle dick out of my pussy and came all over my face!

Torture phone sex with Fiona

                Does torture phone sex get you rock hard the way it soaks my panties? I love the pain and excitement of torture, and I would love to tell you a story of my last experience. It happened to me, not something I did to someone else.

                I was walking down the street, looking for a good fuck. I was wearing a short miniskirt, halter top and boots. I probably looked like a tramp, but I didn’t care. Before I knew what was happening, I walked past an alley way and was grabbed from behind. I started kicking and screaming as I was dragged down, while people were watching and doing nothing to stop it.

                I was thrown down on my back, held down and choked out. The first hooded man lifted my skirt and ripped off my panties. He shoved his fingers inside my wet pussy, one at a time, until all five fingers were inside me up to his knuckles. It hurt so bad, but I wanted more.

                After he was done with his hand, he lifted me up and threw me against the wall by my throat again. He undid his pants and pulled out his dick. It was by far the thickest cock I had ever seen before. He didn’t even wait as he shoved his cock inside me next.

                He thrusted over and over until he pulled out and came all over my face and tits. He wouldn’t let me clean myself off either. He wanted me walking the streets in his dried up cum, claiming me like the whore I am.

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Torture sex for cocky pricks like my uncle is what I give them

When you have been part of Torture sex for so long, your body craves it. Sometimes I want to get it, sometimes I want to give it. Last night I was in the mood to torture a fuck boy. The ones who think they are so cool and can say anything they want and think they have a great fuck tool. When in real life they can’t even last long enough to make a woman feel good.  Lucky for me they go to the bar by my house.  I dress sexy with my tits out. Plus, I had a secret little pill to be able to get them to submit. 

“You look like a hottie who needs a good fucking” he said to me as I turned around. He looked like every prick who thinks he is hot shit. So, I slipped something in his drink. Just I thought he downed his drink and asked to come to my place. When we got there, he started to fade as he grabbed my ass. “Wake up you pathetic bitch” I said as I slapped him to wake up. When his eyes opened, he could see he was naked and tied up to my bed face down.

“Men like you make me sick; you remind me of my uncle” I say as I start to pull some toys out. I even grabbed my wooden bat. “I hate my uncle; he is a sadistic perv. ” I continued on as I lubed up my biggest dildo. “You thought you were going to get to fuck me” I laughed as I showed him by big toy cock. Without wasting a second, I rammed it up his ass. You tried to scream but I had stuffed my panties in your mouth.

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I rammed my dildo inside you just like my uncle did when he would fulfill his Rape phone sex fantasies with me. I could see tears flowing down your face just like the flood down your legs. “If I had a real cock, you would be getting filled up” I moan as I start to fuck myself to me torturing your ass. All I could picture is all the sluts that were fucked this hard by force until they went limp. Finally, my cunty squirted. I didn’t even notice you passed out. Just need to figure out what to do with you before you wake up.

Teen phone sex the tender bits are so good.

Teen phone sex

            Teen phone sex the tender bits are so good. You know what I am talking about. After all you like the squirt, you like the pop, there goes the weasel. When they are teens, the cunt is juicy and tight. Bald for all those horny young lads. To point out it draws attention to the cannibalistic nature is a point often overlooked.

            First things first are to find the right teen. Perhaps a Goth one. They are known for thinking they like the dark side of things. Never knowing until it is too late that they are caught in the spiders’ web and soon to be made a meal of. Wait until you have the calf muscle. Strength and purity. The appetizer to be sure is the cunt. To begin with the lips, parting them, slitting them, making them into butterfly chops.

            Now it is true that a teen is young, delicious morsel in more ways than one. Including fucking, sucking, fantasy rape, pain, torture, and by all means remember the Cannibalism phone sex is a delicious dessert for the teen when they have been used up. Waste not want not. Namely we are going to use her/him, abuse them, and finally finish them off with a great meal. Now, it’s important to remember to eat what you like first. This way you don’t fill up too quickly and have dessert.

If Your Want Snuff Sex, You Get It with Me and More

snuff sexIf you want snuff sex, I give it to you. Just like I give it to anyone who asks. I am on a no limits site, which means anything goes. And I like a variety of calls. Mommy rape fantasies, rough anal, snuff, accomplice calls, home invasion scenarios and extreme humiliation too. Most women in this industry have limits. But if I have them, I have not discovered them yet. But every day, I push the envelope and find something I have not done yet.

Trevor called me for an extreme humiliation call. He hates his mother. Many of my callers do. They hate mommy because she was mean and cold towards them. Or because she cock teased them. Sometimes, both. So, when a man tells me he hates his mother, I know I am in trouble.  And Trevor really hates his mother.

First up, humiliation. He began with extreme degradation. But then he wanted me to do things like go into my bathroom and lick the toilet seat. I have boys with bad aim, so that turned my stomach. While he had me in the bathroom, he made me pee and drink from the toilet like a thirsty animal. I tried to fake it, but he wanted to hear my hand splashing about in the dirty toilet water. And he wanted to hear me pee.

A Good Mommy Whore Does as She is Told

This man put me through the wringer.  After some watersports, he ordered me to spank my ass with my hairbrush. Again, no fake attempts. He has called taboo phone sex lines like mine before and he knows when girls fake it. I wanted to fake it, but I also wanted to please him, so I did everything he told me including lubing my dildo with Ben Gay. My pussy still burns from that. Certain things should never be used on a woman’s private parts. And Ben Gay must rank at the top of the list.

I’ve met men in my personal life that went gentler on me than Trevor. I guess I should be grateful he did not want me to burn myself with a cigarette or fuck my ass with a wine bottle. Hopefully, I did not just give him some pointers for our next call. Not sure I can handle his torture sex.

Evil phone sex slut Stephanie

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I got a weekend rental in a new town, under a fake name and I’m ready to be an evil slut! Let’s do a torture phone sex call so that you can give me ideas on what to do to these annoying neighbors. I’m already finger fucking my slut cunt and dreaming up all of the evil things I can do to fuck someone up and mutilate them for you. I already scoped the scene and noticed the cute, little twin girls playing in the backyard unsupervised. I want you to talk me into calling them over to “play with my puppy” and then dragging them inside for a long night of the most fucked up torture imaginable! I have a wooden bat, a set of brass knuckles, plenty of knives and I’m willing to do whatever makes your dick twitch. In case you can’t tell, I have plenty of experience in bashing tiny skulls in and scooping out brain matter to jerk a hard dick with. I don’t mind slurping the blood and brain goo off of your hard fuck stick after I help you skull fuck these little bitches and scramble their brains. I don’t see them as someone’s precious angels. I see all little ones as potential victims and I chose them based on how much I think I can make them scream and cry. Wanna stroke your dick while I use my rusted pliers to yank some baby teeth out? You can be my accomplice and hand me the tools I’ll need to snip out their little tongues. I just want to get those mouths open and gummy for you to fuck. I’ll save those perfect, bald cunt for you to rip open with your cock but I call dibs on their tight, virgin assholes! I’ll fuck them up the ass with my baseball bat and use it to control them while I bounce them on your dick. I said it before and I meant it, I’m willing to do whatever it takes to make you cum for me. No matter how evil and fucked up it may be…

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies, An Addiction of My Homicidal Mind

Homicide is a fixation and Murder Phone Sex Fantasies are perfect to play out this. As a tender young little demon I was torturing and killing things.

Honestly, I liked making my dollies all bloody and dismembering them. In these early years I even learned to make nooses. And with these I would hang my dolls. Then I  would stab them and use red paint for blood.

One time I was fascinated with blood and I took a razor blade to a boy at school. I slit a tiny mark on the back of his neck. He sat in front of me and I wanted to play with some blood. The fucking brat screamed and cried. Due to his scene I was taken from the classroom.

Fast forward now, I am so intrigued by how much a body bleeds out. Gaining a  love of stabbing little brats and their mommies. I like to compare how their bodies bleed out.

In fact I have gone so far as to even go shopping at Hunting stores to buy all kinds of tools to process the hunt. Only the hunt is human for me.

Once I get the blood collected I love to just bath in it. Like Bathory. A bloodbath is so delicious and rejuvenating.

Finally I will often pour a couple of bottles of champagne or spumante in my blood. This is to keep the blood from coagulating too quickly. And lets face it I love a little efflorescence in my blood bath.

You see It’s my version of a bath bomb.

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Ass rape porn is what sadistic men love to make

How many times did you want to make your own Ass rape porn and was too chicken shit to do it. Well, my uncle never hesitated to get what he wanted. He started with my mother and used her asshole while taking pictures. But like any other sadistic animal, he elevated. Soon he was luring young dumb sluts into the woods and using them as masturbation tools. Mom told about all the times she had to be his accomplice and get rid of limp bodies dripping in blood and sperm.

My uncle’s clothes were always blood stained and mom had to clean them. Soon I found out when he pulled me out of bed one night. “Get up little whore, it is time for you to learn your place in the world. Since I was so small it was easy for him to rip my clothes and tie my hands behind my back. “You can cry all you want, but your mother knows not to disturb me” my uncle said to me sternly as I watched him pull his cock out. It was big and thick and veiny like a monster.

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I tried to say something but then he rammed his cock down my throat. Even after I choked and had tears flowing down my face, my uncle pushed deeper down my throat. He doesn’t care if a slut can’t sleep, all he cares about are his sadistic needs. After more hard pumping my body gave up and I passed out. Didn’t take long for my uncle to start using me for his Rape phone sex fantasies. I woke up to the sharp pain running through my body from my asshole. My uncle was ripping my butthole open with his monster cock.

As I tried to look around to see if anything could help me out of this, I saw he had a camera prepped up to capture the full torture he was giving me. “Beg me to let you go” he moaned out as my uncle pumped his cock meat in my ripped hole. “Please uncle, stop, it hurts so bad” I cried out. But that only made him fuck me harder. Then I felt his hands wrap around my neck. My uncle started to strangle me like I was a worthless hooker. As every breath in my body left me, my uncle started to pump sperm in me. I woke up to my uncle watching the torture fuck he just had given me.

The Night of Debauchery: A Snuff phone sex Fantasy

Snuff phone sex

Let me take you on a journey, a descent into the perverse and forbidden. A phone call ignited a fire, a mysterious stranger with a voice like molten chocolate. Our conversations ignited the darkest corners of our minds, a match struck in the depths of depravity.

I yearned for the darkness he promised, a world where pleasure and pain intertwined. I was his willing participant, eager to explore the edges of morality. One fateful night, he suggested a game, a twisted fantasy of power and submission. I played along, curious and aroused, as he painted a scene of exotic torture.

In person, he was a vision of sin and desire. His eyes, like sharp knives, pierced my soul, the thrill indescribable. He bound me, a delicate sacrifice at his alter of pleasure. The night unfolded, a tapestry of sensation. Whips whispered across my skin, leaving it sore . The crack of leather, mixed with my euphoric screams, echoed through the chambers of our lust.

His teeth marked my body, claiming me as his possession. The true masterpiece, however, was yet to come. With a gleam of wickedness, he produced a scalpel, its cold touch against my flesh sending shivers down my spine. He sliced open the tender petals of my core, and I peaked, screaming his name in ecstasy.

They found me, satiated and drenched in desire’s aftermath. A wicked grin adorned my lips, a testament to the erotic horror I had experienced. This is a tale of caution, a woman’s plunge into her wildest dreams—a journey some may never return from.