Category: Torture phone sex

Killer phone sex is what really turns me on!

killer phone sexI looked down and smiled, all I could see was red. I finally felt happy and at peace, all the anger gone, a bliss feeling it was. Her eyes were open, staring and unblinking, her pussy was sill dripping cum, her body was lifeless as it gets and saturated in blood. My pussy was starting to get wet all over again thinking about it, killer phone sex is what really gets me nice and turned on, the only thing that makes my pussy soaking fucking wet. It all started with a little thing I like to call boredom, I knew it was time to go out and find my next victim. I live in a town with a very big school, a party town that has stupid whores crawling around it all times of day and night, all I needed to do was find that one extremely drunk slut, and get her to my car and she was mine. It’s not hard, I’ve done it too many times to count, I wanted one that was especially deserving to be cut and bled out. As soon as she got in my car, she passed out, too trusting… She woke up soon after though, tied up and helpless as I was cutting her slowly on her exposed tits. I’ve never seen someone sober up so quickly! She was screaming, begging, crying the whole works but I just kept cutting her all over, feeling my pussy get wetter and wetter. I was feeling extra mean, my friends were there to fuck her, and they did. Filled her up with cum and made her choke on their bloody cocks. While I helped, of course. Mmm… that’s what you get for being a stupid trusting whore.

Tis the Season for Snuff Porn: What is Your Holiday Death Wish?

snuff pornTis the season for snuff porn and good deeds. The holidays bring out my charitable side. I see the need for blood increases over the holidays, so every Christmas season, I make a sizable donation to my local blood bank. In fact, I am their number one contributor. I don’t actually give my blood because I am iron deficient, however, I always find a variety of folks willing to part with their blood to help someone in need. On Black Friday, I started my holiday blood drive. First to make a sizable donation for me was this twit Ariel who ,was how we say, a complete and total idiot. She was so stupid it was a wonder she remembered to breathe. Young pretty coed. Perky tits and ass. Every man’s cream dream. My antithesis. Everything going for her expect for brains. She answered an ad in the Backpages I had looking for pretty healthy coeds for a private blood drive. She was willing to show up at a stranger’s house who wanted to take her blood for $50. She clearly had a holiday death wish.

sex with dead bodiesI walked her into the basement; she asked where the blood drive machine was, then she saw my rather large knife collection and a shit ton of empty gallon water jugs. Blonde bimbo paused for awhile. I could see the hamster spinning the wheel in her head. Her stupidity was mind numbing. I grabbed a knife and slit her throat. Grabbed a jug to capture the blood; I let her bleed out. I gave her a bunch of slices to the torso and extremities to sped up the bloodletting. Shoved some tree ornaments up her worthless snatch for shits and giggles. She contributed several gallons of blood for my blood drive, which I promptly put on ice so it would not go bad.

bloody phone sexSince I am a charitable bitch, I didn’t want to let her lifeless cold body go to waste. I called up some male friends of mine with certain predilections and offered up her dead body. I felt like I did lots of good work that day. Obtained a sizable “to die for” donation of blood and spread a little holiday cheer with some necrophilia. How I love this time of year. What is your holiday death wish? I’m feeling very charitable still.

Dead whores keep better secrets about snuff fantasy porn

sadistic phone sexIt was my worst beating yet, right out of a snuff fantasy porn movie. You punched me hard in the tits, knocking the wind out of me. “Tell me you’re a dumb cunt.” you ordered. “Nothing but a druggie slut.” I slurred the words and that seemed to piss you off more. You loved beating me and nothing I did was ever right. I don’t know why I stayed with you except for the good drugs that you fed me to pimp me out. “Show me your pussy.” I pulled up my skirt to reveal my nasty, bumpy razor-burnt snatch. Blood oozed from around my clitty where I had been fucked raw. A trickle of cum flowed down my thigh, stale and musky. “Look at you, you filthy slut. At least go douche yourself out before your next client.” Your hand shot out, busting my lip. “Please, sir, I apologize.” I lisped between broken lips. “I just need a little candy to get me right.” You shook your head, pulling out the needle. I felt heaven flow into my veins and my pussy got hot. I was ready to fuck again. I knew your dirty little secret too. You only liked to sniff my ripe pussy at the end of my shift when it was still full of fuck sauce. A couple of lines and a whiff of cum and you were jerking furiously, degrading me, pulling my hair. I opened my mouth to catch your load. Deep down I knew you were a cum-slurping fairy faggot, but if I dared speak that truth, I knew I would be dead. Maybe I would be better that way. Then you could rent out my cold dead pussy to all of the freaks who loved necrophilia phone sex and you could have cold leftovers for dinner. As this thought went through my mind, I felt your fist slam into my head and I was out cold.

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‘Tis the Season to be Dead

home invasion phone sexDeck the halls with decaying bodies. Tis the season to be naughty. Fa la fucking la. Christmas and its evil, greedy consumers make me sick. Happy Holidays or Merry Christmas, who gives a fuck?
I’m having this evil fantasy about playing Santa. Santa with a scalpel. Crawling down chimneys and slitting the throats of the sleeping. Can you imagine the look of fear when all the little rugrats open their eyes in the night expecting Santa but getting Satan? I’d gut them like deer in their beds, leaving them for their parents to find on Christmas morning. Or maybe even better, how about them waking up on Christmas Day to find the house decorated with boughs of intestines, scrotum in the tree, a liver in their stockings, and a heart in a pretty Christmas box. Yes, I am a sick and demented bitch and I feed on pain and weakness. Wouldn’t you like to come play Christmas with me and help me spread some Christmas FEAR? Stabbing and torturing my victim with sharpened candy canes sounds like soooo much fun. It makes my pussy throb with delight. Not even the Grinch knows how to destroy Christmas better than me.

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Ass Rape Porn for Thanksgiving

Ass rape porn is what I got for Thanksgiving. My boys felt like stuffing their mommy full of boy gravy. I had just served the pumpkin pie when my oldest son pushed me down on the table. Slammed my face in a big bowel of mashed potatoes. I could barely breathe. My other boys stripped my clothes off as my oldest son kept me pinned me down. They started shoving turkey legs up my pussy. They sodomized me with kitchen utensils. They even held a knife to my tits threatening to slice and dice them if I resisted. They dumped food all over me. I was informed that since I was a fat whore, I was going to be treated like one. They force fed me food until I puked it up. Then, like a pig I had to lick the regurgitated food off the floor. Once they were done humiliating me they started force fucking my ass which was gaping open from the spatula and gravy spoon.

ASS RAPE PORN MOMMYAs they fucked my ass, sometimes two at a time, they continued to force feed me food until I puked. When they were done, they pissed on me to give me something to wash the food down with. I was a hot mess. Food was on the walls and floors, all over my body. Mashed potatoes and gravy matted in my hair. I had stuffing in my cunt. I felt so degraded. I smelled like a toilet. I started to get up to clean the mess in the dining room and myself, when my sons ordered me to push out the stuffing on a plate. I grunted like giving birth and pushed out a glob of stuffing. My next order was to shit out the cum they deposited in my ass on the gravy. I knew were this was going. But before I could eat the boy gravy stuffing, they shoved the plate in my face, once again reminding me that I am nothing but a fuck pig.

Taboo Phone Sex

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“I will own you, you will submit to me and all I say…do you understand me” Willow spoke with a very demanding voice. I wasn’t going to say no. I knew I was nothing but a wimpy victim. Daddy taught me that and now he was going to have her teach it to me too. I should have known  better than to try to lie to him, even when he’s drunk he can tell. I’m just pathetic. I deserve to be beaten and used. It’s all I am good for anyway, and she’s making me admit it. My face down and ass up is how she wants me, I obey and spread my pussy lips ready to submit to the many men I know she probably has waiting for me but she surprises me when she brings out a strap on. “I’m going to prepare your pussy for my friends… chances are I’ll be even rougher than they are.” She told me this as she came closer and closer. I was bent over and ready to take it like the stupid slut I am. She yanked me up by my hair and smacked my face and told me a good whore begs for cock and as soon as I open my mouth again she hit me. I knew this was going to be a long night as her and her friend’s victim, but what else am I worth anyway?

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Strung Up by my Toes

You have me strung up by my toes – literally. The ropes are cutting into my arms and legs and I can’t scream because you have me gagged. No one would here me anyway – hidden away in your dungeon underground with all your other whores. I have been tied this way for so many hours that my legs have fallen asleep but I can still feel every sweet painful thing you do to my pussy. I try to keep my head up to watch, but my neck keeps failing me and my head falls back limp.

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You pinch and twist my pussy lips so hard I squeal like the fuckpig I am. You fuck me with every toy in your arsenal and your eyes never leave my body as you torture me and live out all of your rape phone sex fantasies. I should have known better than to tease a man like you. I should have known you would find me. Once you did, it was all over, I became yours. I’ve been here ever since in the dark being tortured any time you decide to pay me attention.

I am getting dizzy from the position I am tied in but I know you don’t give a shit. All those times I teased you and made you pay for my services. Now it was time for your payback – you were going to get every dollars worth out of my slutty ass. You are brutal and fuck my pussy and my ass with no mercy. I can feel hot liquid dripping down my ass cheeks. I don’t know if its cum or blood and I honestly don’t care – I love them both the same.

Shockingly Good

Your box finally came in the mail. I was in the basement tied up but could hear the UPS truck drive up and the man ring the bell. I heard you rip open the box and then fiddle around. You had told me you had a present coming for my pussy in the mail. My mind raced in fear as to what it would be. An hour or so later you made your way downstairs. I could barely turn my head to see you, but I could see you were carrying some sort of contraption that looked like a cable box or something but with more wires.

I was so weak from the beating last that I couldn’t even try to resist when you untied me and rolled me on my back on the cold hard floor. My naked useless body just laying there, probably half dead, but I just didn’t even care anymore. You were smiling that grotesque smile you get when you’re about to hurt me and you told me that you had something that would put some fight back into me – light me right up. The fear was crawling through me as you shoved something cold and hard up my pussy. It felt like a metal dildo. I just laid there and took it.

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Then you got up and I could see you plugging a cord into the wall. Wtf were you doing now? And what was that black box that started humming with electricity the moment you plugged it in? You got down on your knees by the box and started turning one of the knobs. At first all I felt was a weird feeling like a strange vibration, but then suddenly it was if my pussy was stuck in a light socket – every muscle in my body contracted at once as you electrocuted me from the inside out. My pussy juices made the perfect conductor for the electricity pouring from that box and you played with the knobs while my body convulsed with each rush of electricity. You laughed and laughed as the jolts blasted through me, and despite myself, I came all over my new present.

World Peace Day? Naw torture phone sex is better!

torture phone sexWorld peace day my fucking ass! Hahaha! Fuck peace, there is nothing more I want more than pain, blood, and torture. I want these little whores screaming and suffering to their fullest fucking capabilities. I don’t want anything but to torment these sluts during torture phone sex, I want them to feel the worst pain they’ve ever encountered, and then I want them to beg for it. Oh yes, I am fucking twisted as they come. And these whores, well let’s just say there will be more than a little blood to go around. If they’re thirsty I will let them know I would be more than glad to make them a nice piss/blood drink. Nice and fucking warm and yummy for those whores. Oh, you can swallow cum but you can’t swallow your own blood bitch? I don’t fucking think so! Ha… this is when things get violent, you don’t wanna piss me off! I am cruel and I will be putting these sluts through the biggest agony possible, it’s what the deserve, and after some torture I am sure they will admit that.

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Fuckpig Roast

I got the rope you asked for from the basement. Why are you looking at me like that? You’ve seemed odd all day today and you’re drinking far too much, even more than usual. I barely get the rope unraveled before you grab me hard and put me over your knee. Just when I think I am going to get a fabulous spanking though, you start yanking my arms behind me and tying me up tight. I start to kick but I am no match for you – you grab my ankles and bind them together in no time flat.

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You roll me off your lap onto the floor and I land with a loud thump bonking my head. As the stars begin to clear I see you getting your lighter and a bottle of 151 Rum off the side table. I thought you were going to just take a swig, but instead you took some in your mouth and then spit it at me while lighting the lighter. A huge ball of flame poured over my naked body and singed my skin and hair. I started screaming and tried to roll away but you just kept spitting fire onto me, burning me all over.

I couldn’t roll away anymore, my skin was raw and blistering and it hurt to move. You stood over me, with about a half a bottle left and began to pour it on me. The alcohol burned so fucking bad on my raw skin and you just watched as I begged you to stop. The stinging pain was taking my breath away and just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, you lit the lighter and brought it down to my body. I tried one last time to roll away, but the flame had already caught. I thought all you wanted was some rope, but I guess you wanted a pig roast.