All this anger I have and all this craving for blood… I don’t know what to do with it other than let these frustrations go in the best way possible which is snuff sex. I need to feel their limp bodies as I fuck those tiny cunts. I love to hold them down, feel their hot tears as I choke the life out of them while you force your cock from their tiny bleeding cunts to their raw ripped apart ass. Completely used to the very fullest. I love to feel them choking under my hands as their tiny cunt is violated to the very fullest then their ass stretched out with my fist! Their tears mean nothing to me except a little extra lube for my pussy and his cock. She can choke on his whole cock for all I care. Feel it being pushed deep down her throat. Mmm, I love making her take this cock and all the torture and punishment there is to go with it! Maybe next time around she will learn to be a smart whore, but this time I am going to kill this bitch with my bare hands as she gets fucked nice and fucking hard, pathetic cum dumpster.
Category: Torture phone sex
What could be better than snuff sex?
Halloween means Snuff phone sex time!!!
Halloween means time for snuff phone sex marathons. What better way to celebrate the day of gore and terror than to do it for real? My fantasy would be to go out to some adult Halloween party and find some cutesy little slut who thinks a naughty maid costume is perfect for hell Night. Seriously, who the fuck would wear something so ridiculous and inappropriate except a whore who just wants an excuse to flaunt her shit? They are the type I love to torture.
I’d drug the whore and bring her to a real haunted house full of evil spirits. I’d tie her down and dump stale piss on her to wake her up. It would be really dark and I’d be wearing a hood so she could not see my face. I’d rip off her clothes and shove her panties in her mouth so I wouldn’t hear her whine. Then let the fun began.
It would be a slow torture. Her hair in a vice with a hand crank so that I could pull it tighter and tighter until her face ripped off. Alligator clips for her nipples. Hot wax on her clitty. Her pussy lips would be pulled open with vise grips, revealing her gaping hole. A curling iron shoved in her ass, set on preheat, as you smelled the meat cooking.
Quick jabs into tender flesh with my knife would make her bleed. A few strokes into her pussy and the blood flowed freely. I grew wetter watching her writhe in pain, aspirating her panties while sucking for air.
I motion to you, sitting in a corner jerking your cock slowly. Your eyes gleam with hunger as you approach her. You dive on her like a beast, impaling her bloody cunt with your rigid staff, pumping furiously in and out. Your fangs flash as you savage her neck, ripping out her throat to feed, slurping greedily, pulling out her lifeblood and filling her cunt with yours.
We both howl at the moon as orgasm overtakes us. Happy Halloween.
Teen Snuff Accomplice or Victim
I do everything for Daddy! Whatever he wants, I am nothing but his toy, his slave, nothing to him but something to use. I don’t mind. I know I am nothing. I know my worth is lower than his pet’s, and I don’t mind. Use and abuse my holes, just like Daddy and his friends do. I will even be your little accomplice too if you’d like. Someone to help you with your snuff phone sex fantasies? I can do just that, Daddy taught me how to be the perfect obedient accomplice. I have almost been killed a couple times myself, when Daddy got too angry and thought he couldn’t use me anymore. I have since tried hard to earn Daddy’s trust in knowing he can depend on me to be his personal sex slave to abuse and use and beat as he wants. I want to make Daddy proud, so I am always looking for another Daddy out there that needs some help forcing some slut to take his cock and then disposing of her when we are done using her. Or use me, I don’t care… as long as I please you and do my one and only job as pathetic victim Kali.
The Director
Ah the Arts. Don’t you just love them? I certainly do. Especially independent films. Low budget, shot in basements, tunnels, living rooms, or dark dirt roads. It doesn’t matter where really, what I like about them is the subject matter. My favorite plots involve an unstable person. Like myself. Someone who likes to come up with creative ways to bring pain into the lives of others. Someone who isn’t afraid to not be Politically Correct in their views.
I want to see a victim, laying there, unable to move. I want to see the pain and fear creep into their eyes as they are maliciously violated. I want to see holes widened to the point that blood flows freely. I want to hear them beg, cry, scream and gasp for breath. I want to see person after person use them to the point where their mind snaps.
I’m getting excited just writing about it. When I get into this sort of mood I start to crave some play time. If I cannot get that in the outside world, I either watch one of the movies that I described above, or I play with one of the victims here. Talk about easy access. Take Fiona for example. Pretty girl, but the bitch can take a beating. She also can take a good asshole ripping fuck session, especially when it is forced upon her. Then end it all with a big fat cock being crammed down her throat so she is asphyxiated by it. Maybe, just maybe, I can talk her into being in my own independent film. I’ll tell her that of course it will just be acting, and she will survive … maybe. I’m sure she will agree to it, and if she doesn’t, then I just may do it anyway.
Torture phone sex
I never saw it coming the Torture phone sex came true. I never really thought he would find me. The knock on the door pissed me off more than anything. I finally found a good vein to shove the needle into my arm. As soon as I pushed the plunger down, it was like the fucking cops were at my hotel room door. I didn’t even take the needle out. All I felt was a kick in the chest as soon as I opened the fucking door. I hit my head and was out cold. I was woken up by extreme pain.
This mother fucker was slicing my nipples off. He was going so slow, slicing into y tiny nipples. I knew who he was, our calls always get dark. He found me and he was going to do what ever he wanted to do. His cock was hard, I could feel in digging into my thigh. I laugh as I tell him “I bet all the girls want to fuck you.” He laughed as he stuck his blade into what was left of my pussy mound. Now I am really his.
Mommy Rape Phone Sex Fantasies
Rape phone sex fantasies are my favorite. I know that must sound like some bull shit line to cater to male fantasies, but the truth is I am a submissive pain slut mommy whore. The first time my son force fucked me with some of his friends, turned me into a rape fantasy fan. I remember it like it was yesterday, but it has been over a decade now. I was strung out from partying the night before. My oldest son had some friends over playing video games. My ass was hanging out of my shorts like a trailer park whore. One of his friends made a dirty comment about having a slut mom. Instead of defending me, my son agreed. The next thing I knew, they ganged up on me. I was pinned down to the ground. My son ripped my clothes off as one of his friends shoved his cock in my cunt. “She is tight for a whore,” he told my son. “Shut the fuck up slut,” my son ordered me as I cried for him to help me. My son unzipped his pants and put his dick in my mouth. That shut me up. I was held down and sexually assaulted for hours by teen boys. They showed me no respect; no mercy; no love. My ass was sodomized by boy dick. My cunt was fisted by teen hands. My mouth was filled with boy batter. They left me on the floor bruised, bleeding and covered in cum as they went back to their stupid video game. Now, I know what buttons to push to get force fucked by my son and his friends. Do you want to gang bang mommy too? I promise not to enjoy it too much.
Fucked up and beat down.
“Tell me what you’re good for.” you demanded, twisting my tit. “Owww, I’m good for nothing.” I sobbed. “That’s right, whore.” he cackled, punching me in the mouth. Blood spurted from my lip and I felt a tooth loosen. He pulled out his cock and rammed it between my broken lips. He was grunting. It only took several strokes for him to blow his load, mixing with the blood. I tried desperately to swallow. But he kicked me right in the chest, breaking my ribs. I puked the bloody froth down the front of my dress. That seemed to inflame him more and his cock began to rise again. “On your knees, bitch.” he growled. I felt something touch my asshole and I knew it wasn’t flesh. He had the neck of my wine bottle and forced it deep into my rectum. I screamed with the pain as he banged me hard with the empty bottle, stroking his shaft. Just as he was ready to come, he pulled the bottle out of my ass and shot his load in it.
“Here’s your cum cocktail, you druggy whore. Drink it.” I gulped his load from the bottle, trying to get that last drop. I knew he would punish me if I failed.
“Good little whore.” he rasped. Now let’s do a line and start Lesson 2.” I snorted hard, trying to get enough drugs in me to take the pain that I knew was coming. Stay tuned for the next episode….as he brought out nipple clamps and a scalpel….
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The Queen of Death
I played accomplice for Mr. D last night. Picked up some young whore at the local pizza place. She was drunk outta her mind and I promised to get her home safe. She was wearing tiny slut shorts and no bra. Ripe for the picking. Young and tender just the way he likes them.
He jumped on her like a piece of choice ribeye. Tore her clothes off and starting fucking her dry. She was all moaning and blubbering, snot running down her face. Made me wanna cave her nose in. Gross slut. She seemed to enjoy it at first and I got jealous. Mr. D is my man and only I can please him. Here’s this bratty whore trying to convince him how much she likes the abuse. I couldn’t stand it. I kicked her in the head while she sucked his cock. He knew I was jealous and egged me on, making her suck his balls. I lost it and stabbed her right in the spine. She went limp, her spinal cord severed. He picked her limp rag doll body up, threw her on the bed and stuck his cock in her. He taunted me that she was tighter than me and so much younger. Such an obedient fuck doll. He might have to keep her around. I saw red. I jumped up on the head of the bed and took her head in my hands and began to squeeze her throat. She gurgled. He got harder. I squeezed more and her lips turned blue. “Do it,” he roared, his orgasm hitting him hard. I slit the whore’s throat just as he burst cum into her pussy. Her dying gasp made me cum too. He fucked me right there in a pool of her blood. I am still the queen of death. He’ll never give me up.
All For Daddy
I do everything with daddy! No matter what he wants to do I am there to help! Daddy loves when I am his little accomplice the most though, I can see how happy he is when I help him. And I love it too because daddy always rewards me for helping with a really good fucking, so it is always worth it. This time daddy wanted help getting a slut for us to fuck, and I already knew a few so that made this job one of the easier ones. I picked one of the dykes I know and invited them to a huge party at our summer cabin, I forgot to mention that the only huge thing there was what was in daddies pants! She came out that night and I was already in daddies favorite slutty little outfit, and as you can imagine she was very surprised, but no worries! I pulled her inside and started making out with her, she had obviously liked me for awhile, silly girl thought I brought her here for me. Daddy was not there yet so she took me to the couch and started flicking my clit with her tongue, daddy walked in but she was to busy to notice, I wrapped my legs around her head so that she couldn’t run. I played with my nipples and in no time daddies cock was hard, he came up behind her lifted her skirt and rammed it in her, she tried to scream and get away but I would not let her. Daddy fucked every hole she had until she bled and then I made her eat my cum. We left her on the couch while daddy gave me my reward by giving me the best fucking a girl could ask for.
Fantasy Phone Sex Evil Threesome
What are your fantasy phone sex desires? I often fantasize about hooking up with a dominant couple. I love the thought of being the beta bitch to an alpha couple. So, I decided to make my fantasy a reality. Last weekend, I traveled to a different city to check out a new BDSM club there and hooked up with Tim and Rae. He was handsome and rugged; she was gorgeous and statuesque. Both were sadistically dominant. It wasn’t double my pleasure. It was double my pain. The moment we entered a VIP room, it was clear that Rae was the top alpha dog in the couple. She ordered her husband to piss down my throat. While I was savoring his piss in my mouth like fine champagne, she was making ass rape porn with my butt. First, she fucked me with a spiked strap-on. Then I got a glass butt plug shoved up my ass, which I had to clench for 20 minutes while I gargled her husband’s urine in my mouth. Once I swallowed his golden nectar, she shoved a broom handle up my ass so far, I swear I could feel it in my throat.
My ass was owned by this bitch. Her husband was skull fucking me while she sodomized my ass with an assortment of objects not meant for the anus. My moans, my screams only turned her on more. At one point however, my screams got too loud and she shoved the glass butt plug that had been in my ass in my mouth like a pacifier. I sucked my own shit and blood off it, which made me sick. I had asked for this fantasy. It was not at all sensual like I thought it would be. She would not let a “dirty tramp” lick her pussy or ass. I was not worthy of her goddess holes. All I got was piss, shit and pain. After she was done shredding my once pretty pink puckered asshole, she sat on my face and not only pissed down my throat, but forced me to eat her shit. Her husband was so turned on watching her violate me like that, he came all over me.
I left the club looking like a human toilet; smelling worse; feeling like death. Be careful what you fantasize about.