Category: Torture phone sex

Snuff Phone Sex is What I Need More of in 2024

snuff phone sexMy resolution this year? More snuff phone sex. What dark resolution did you make? Although I do not make going out on New Year’s Eve a habit, when I do, I always kill. I show restraint 351 days of the year. But in my defense, the idiots come out on New Year’s Eve. And they were out in droves last night.

I stepped into my favorite Goth bar. Although I knew several folks there, most of the folks in my bar appeared to be strangers. And they likely had no clue they were in a Goth bar either. One guy walked up to me with a cheesy pick-up line. I am not a pickup girl. Cheesy lines never work on me. I do not go to a bar to pick up dudes. However, I do go to bars to rid the world of players, douche bags and predators.

And all three were crammed into my local Goth bar last night. Well, I turned a few of them into snuff porn stars. The guy who hit on me died first. I gave him three warnings to back off me. But he thought it was some sort of game. Not me. I am not a game player. After the third attempt, he resorted to spiking my drink. I have eyes in the back of my head. Nothing gets past me.

More Snuff Deaths in 2024

So, I pretended to play his game. I acted like a drunk Goth girl and let him take me home. But instead of fucking me, I fucked him. I fucked him literally with a homemade strapon. I glued shards of glass to the dildo so that when I fucked him, I shredded his asshole. But I also fucked him metaphorically because I killed him. Of course, I tortured him first. He deserved it. He got lots of cock and ball torture before I severed his artery and let him bleed out.

I enjoy making men regret hitting on me. But the pain I inflict is what I enjoy most. A man’s suffering makes my pussy wet. But then anyone’s suffering turns me on. More torture sex for 2024. Death and torture are my biggest aphrodisiacs.

Snuff porn gets Marley going really hard!

Snuff porn Snuff porn gets Marley going really hard! I have always been drawn to the world of dominance and submission, it’s something that just gets me going like nothing else. But there’s one aspect of my sexual desires that really sets me apart from the rest – dirty, violent, torture sex!

It’s something that I can never get enough of. The idea of being completely at the mercy of someone else, someone who wants to take away my life, is just exhilarating. It’s a dangerous and taboo fantasy, but one that I just can’t resist.

For me, it’s like an addiction. It’s something I crave and need in order to feel truly satisfied. And let me tell you, I am a hungry and dirty slut. I am always searching for new and twisted ways to fulfill my twisted desires. I am always looking for someone who can push me to my limits and beyond.

I am also a big fan of evil phone sex. There’s just something about the anonymity and the power play involved in a phone call that really ignites my submissive side. The thought of being completely at the mercy of someone’s voice, their words, and their imagination, is just intoxicating.

 With my imagination running wild, I am always eager to explore taboo and twisted scenarios with someone who can match my level of depravity. I want to be taken to places I’ve never been before, pushed to my limits, and even beyond that.

So, if you’re looking for a hot and wild night, I am your girl. I am ready and waiting to be your submissive slut, to indulge in all of your most twisted and dark desires. Let’s explore the depths of our fantasies together and see where it takes us. I promise, you won’t be disappointed.

Knife Play Phone Sex Competition Challenges Me

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex holds a special place in my heart. I love my massive knife collection. Since I was a young girl, I’ve had a fascination with sharp objects. Most of my collection I inherited from my grandfather. I was his protégé. And his DNA pounds through my veins. I know he is proud of me.

 In fact, I was the sole heir when he died. He bequeathed me all his torture equipment, knifes, his kill shack and several decades of kill diaries. My grandpa might have been one of the most prolific serial killers never to be caught. He never got apprehended because no one knew who he was or what he was doing. Police never connected the dots, so they never knew a serial killer existed.

However, I am out to break his killer phone sex record. And I know I can do it because I am not even 40 yet and I am more than halfway at his final kill tally. Many more years for me to break his record. And my end of the year killing spree will tip me closer to my grandpa’s kill number. This time of year brings out my rage. But I am not an impulse killer. Not anymore. Impulsivity lands you in jail. My grandpa covered up my schoolgirl impulse kill. And he took me under his wing. He saw something in me. He saw himself in me.

I Can Teach You to Kill Like Grandpa Taught Me

I’ve been killing undetected ever since. Last night, I gutted a few more to add to my kill list. This tool of a man who cut me off on the road and almost caused an accident to flip me off when I honked my horn. And a teenage brat hitch hiking. It felt like my lucky night. Back to back murders. Bloody, gory kills too. The man lost his junk before I gutted him like a pig and fed him to the bears. The girl I picked up annoyed me so much with the way she talked, I killed her too.

The teenage whore wanted money from me to eat her pussy. I picked her up to kill her not to fuck her. Now if you had been with me, she could have been your teen rape porn star before I gutted her like a pig too. Two kills for the books. Many more to go if I am going to beat my grandpa’s kill record. I can do it.

Evil phone sex slut Stephanie

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I just got used by a kinky daddy on an evil phone sex call that made my cunt so fucking wet! He called needing an evil slut that didn’t mind being stabbed, sliced and ripped apart while being force fucked and told what a worthless cum hole I am. Of course, I’m the perfect, evil cum slut for a caller like him. Just the thought of being used like that is enough to make my panties wet. I already know that my only purpose is to serve cock. It would be a honor for a pathetic torture doll like me to be snuffed out by a man like him. I just haven’t been lucky enough yet to encounter a man brave enough to end my life, until now. He demanded that I take off my panties and wrap them tightly around my throat while he degraded me and told me how he wanted me to abuse my own pussy for him. He made me twist those panties tighter and tighter and strangle myself for him while he talked about what he was going to do. I was rubbing my cunt and getting so fucking wet listening to him talk about torturing me. He wanted to force fuck me from behind while pulling my hair and bending my neck backwards as far as he could. He wanted to look me in the eyes while he was shoving his dick in my tight asshole and strangling me. Once he was almost ready to cum, he wanted to reach around and slit my throat so that I bled out at the same time that he emptied his balls into my cunt. Something about a man telling me how he wants to torture and snuff me out, gets my evil cunt soaked and turns me into a cum crazed snuff freak. I could be your accomplice but we both know that I would much rather be your pathetic victim bitch.

Cheaters Beware, I’ll take your Girl with a Little Knife Play Phone Sex

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex works out well when you find out your best friends man has been cheating.  We may or may not have set him up to meet us for what he thought was a threesome. Two hot young girls ready to please him, oh what could go wrong for our friend, let’s call him “Frank”

My black boots clicking against the concrete floor. My fingers trace along the blade of a knife hidden behind my back before pulling it out slowly, savoring the way it catches the light just so. “Daisy,” I purred, running my free hand down her arm seductively, “are you sure you want me to do this?” She nods frantically, unable or unwilling to speak past her rapidly beating heart. We smirked at each other and I slowly went down and licked through her black panties to play along, biting gently at her clit.

Then I turn to him. I look at him as his hard dick is in his hands. Only it is with disgust that he had put that thing in God knows how many slut holes when he had the most perfect pussy the whole time.

Without further ado, I plunge the knife deep into his chest – right where his heart should be – and watch as shock registers on both their faces before giving way to pain etched across his features while pleasure spreads through mine.

As he gasps for air and clutches at his chest, blood gushing between his fingers, I lean in close so only Daisy can hear me whisper. “He should’ve treated your pussy like the perfection it is?” I reach down and start fingering, sucking and licking her perfect throbbing wet pussy as she thrusts her hips up and down, obviously enjoying the feeling she has at that moement.

 For every ounce of pain he had that night, I made sure to give his former girl a pound of pure ecstacy. And who needs a real cock to pound just ask Daisy that night. I may or may not have shown her the other side with the pounding I was able to show her. At least she doesn’t have that cheating dick to worry about anymore.

Blasphemy sex gets Marley soaking wet with excitement!

 

Blasphemy sex

Blasphemy sex gets Marley soaking wet with excitement! I am wild, untamed, and unapologetically myself. And when it comes to sex, there are no limits for me. I am a true believer of living life to the fullest and exploring all of my desires and fantasies. And that includes indulging in some blasphemous acts.

Now, I know some of you might be clutching your pearls at the mention of blasphemy and sex in the same sentence. But let me tell you, there is something incredibly exciting and taboo about combining these two. It’s like breaking all the rules and pushing all the boundaries at the same time. And that’s exactly what gets me soaking wet with excitement.

I am always up for some fun torture sex, and I don’t mean the kind with whips and chains (although, those can be pretty fun too). I mean the kind where we play with our deepest, darkest desires and turn them into reality. Nothing is too crazy or too wild for me. I am always willing to explore new things and push myself to new levels of pleasure.

So, if you’re feeling adventurous and want to let your wildest fantasies run wild, I am the girl for you. I promise there will be no judgment, just pure unadulterated pleasure. Whether it’s role-playing as a naughty nun or getting down and dirty with some sacrilegious acts, I am game for it all. And trust me, I will make sure you have the time of your life.

So why not give me a call and join me for some wild and hot blasphemy phone sex? There are no limits, no boundaries, and no judgment. Just two consenting adults having the time of their lives. Let’s explore our desires together and make all our wildest fantasies a reality. I cannot wait to hear from you and see just how far we can take things. So don’t be shy, let’s have some fun and indulge in our craziest, sluttiest desires together. Until then, stay wild and embrace your inner slut – just like I do.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Your Holiday Needs

rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies for the holidays might not be what most women want. But everyone knows I am not most women. A far cry from a normal woman. If you do not know what to give me, how about a hard cock and a bag of coke? Jim is this drug dealer in town who loves to hang with me. Although I like his coke, I am not a fan of his cock. Not because it is too small. Just the opposite. It is too big. Huge big. And he he is a white guy too.

I partied with Jim the other night and my ass is still prolapsed. But I think it was still prolapsed from my son’s last visit. He really did a number on my ass. And my body too. But that’s a different story. Jim dominated my ass like I was his personal ass rape porn star. In a way I was because I could not pay for his coke. Not with cash anyway. But who needs cash when you have an ass? That is what my mother always says. She taught me to trade my fuck holes for coke. Its not prostitution. It’s bartering she would always tell me.

Why Pay for Coke When I Can Trade My Ass for It

Jim gets super high on meth and coke. Although he is a fun guy to hang with, when he mixes coke and meth, my ass suffers. Not only did he fuck my asshole, but he also fisted it when his dick would not get hard after his third cum. Not my fault men can not cum like women can. But he punished my ass nonetheless. At one point, he had a fist in my cunt and ass at the same time so he could lift me in the air. Not that I wanted to be his fist puppet. No woman wants that.

But again, I know I am not just any woman. I am a druggy whore and a taboo phone sex slut. And I am yours to use for Christmas too.

Rape phone sex fantasies made me do it to him

I met a nasty perv who told me all about his Rape phone sex fantasies. As he told me all about the sadistic shit he does to little dumb sluts, it made me think of my uncle. “Come over, I have something you need” I said with sadistic thoughts in my head. Putting something in his drink was the perfect plan since that is what he does to little sluts.

“I have your surprise in my room, but first finish your drink” I tell him as I think about my plan. Before we go to my room, I blindfold him and tie his hands up while flirting with him. Then I pushed him down on the bed and tied his feet. After I took the blind off, I said, “I’m tired of you being a sadistic pig”. Therefore, I pulled my knife set out as I pulled his pants off too.

Rape phone sex fantasies

If you survive tonight, you will never be able to use your pathetic cock to use on any little sluts you come across. The fear in your eyes excites me. That is while I get on top of you and smother you with my cunt. I hear you trying to breathe but I don’t care that you can’t. As I ride your face, I jerk your cock off forcing it to extend and get hard. Then I tie some rubber bands around the base of your dick.

Without a thought I start cutting away to your cock. Your screams are muffled by my cunt and the vibrations to my pussy feel so good. “Keep screaming into my pussy you, sadistic pig” I moan out as I keep castrating you. Finally, when I cut all your cock off, I shove your bloody cock in your own ass. You scream even louder into my pussy and that sends my cunt into orgasm.

I start squirting all over and I can hear you suffocating and drowning of my cunt juices. Therefore, I just fuck you even harder. Even after your body convulses and stops moving, I smother you with my cunt. When I got up, he wasn’t moving, now he won’t be able to use his cock or any part of his body. 

Torture phone sex with Stephanie

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I’m just sitting here, finger fucking my soaked cunt and hoping that Daddy will call to tease me and use me as his torture phone sex whore again. Last time we spoke, he had me so fucking wet talking about all the evil shit he wanted to do with me. See Daddy hates his stupid bitch of a wife and his annoying little brat daughters and we often talk about the different ways we’re going to end them one day, when we’re finally able to. He has so many wild ideas and always makes my whore cunt gush when he starts talking about force fucking his little ones and then doing it again with a big, sharp knife so that he can rip them apart. He wants me gagging on his fat meat stick and sucking the cunnie juices and cum off of his dick, while he’s slicing them wide open and ripping their guts out. After he fucks my face and lets me swallow his load, I’m going to take that knife and help him mutilate his pretty, little daughters so that his wife can’t even recognize them. She’ll wake up to screams and moans and come see what’s going on. We want that dumb bitch to walk in just in time to hear the wet thump and see her little brat’s head hitting the floor after I slice her throat too deep and accidentally cut it off. Those gut wrenching screams are going to make Daddy’s dick throb inside of me. She’ll be in shock at seeing her brats cut up and slayed all across the room so it’ll be easy to take her down. I’ll do anything Daddy wants to her as long as I get to wrap my stockings around her throat and look her in the eyes while I’m strangling her and ending her pathetic life. Daddy keeps my cunt soaked with his evil fantasies. I hope you can keep up…

Ass Rape Porn Star Blair’s Son Breaks Her Shit Box and Her Body

ass rape pornI never mind being my son’s ass rape porn star because he gives me so much coke.  Good coke too. Better than I get anywhere else. But the next morning, I always have some regret because of the condition he leaves my body in often requires medical attention that cocaine cannot fix. But I know my boy needs money and I am a great cash cow. Plus, he spent a lot of money on this ass bench. He needed to recuperate some cash with another live stream show.

I put on my highest platform shoes for him and painted my lips Christmas red. The tips started pouring in from his viewers before he even tied me to the ass bench. My boy loves that I look like such a street walker. Apparently, so does his audience. When he tied me to the bench, my ass was up in the downward dog position. He put a bowl of coke in front of me so I could snort it like a good mommy whore. I pushed out my prolapsed asshole for the viewers and opened my mouth wide so he could skull fuck me.

I am My Son’s Cash Cow

But before he skull fucked me, he slapped my face hard several times sending my dentures flying across the room. He hates to deep throat me with my teeth in. Me bad. I forgot to remove them. The tips came in fast seeing my teeth fly out of my mouth like that. However, my boy appeared in a mood. He punched me in the stomach and back a few times, before placing a zip tie on my prolapsed asshole. My asshole looked like a turkey’s wattle. Of course, he punched my wattle a few times too.

But that was nothing compared to the anal torture sex that followed. He fucked my prolapse and the crowd at home watching went crazy tipping. With all the dings I heard, I suspected this might be his most successful stream yet. After he fucked my prolapsed asshole for a bit, he went back to punching me. Pretty sure he cracked some ribs. I did not feel much from the coke luckily. But I sure did feel it the next day. He put Icy Hot on my prolapse and the tips poured in as I fought the tears from the burning sensation. No amount of coke could stop that feeling.

My Son Loves to Torture My Prolapsed Asshole

He broke my shit box. But he broke me too. When he slipped on his brass knuckles, I knew he would crack some more bones in my body. At least he never fucks up my sniffer. He lassoed my prolapsed asshole like a cowboy and pulled it up in the air so he could fist it for his audience. My nose started sniffing copious amounts of cocaine at that point. His entire arm reached inside of me so deep, I thought he might pull my heart out. He bruised me inside and out.

Dental spreaders in my mouth allowed him to power fuck my throat. A few punches to my temple while skull fucking me, made me see stars. He told me I was the star. The star of his snuff porn. After he skull fucked me some more, he went back to my asshole. He just loves fucking my prolapsed ass. While he rammed his dick, into my bloody raw meat resembling prolapsed asshole, he finger fucked me. However, he did not finger my pussy. He fingered my pee hole. And extremely aggressively too. He did do me the solid of rolling his cock in some coke before ravaging my destroyed shit box.

My Prolapsed Asshole Resembles a Turkey’s Wattle

I am his 4-hole whore. He knows his mother is a nasty bitch, so he treats me like one. My entire body is just his cock sleeve. Once my urethra opened from his fingers, he decided to fuck my tightest hole. It is an inevitable act when he needs me for a live stream. But I never get used to that. As he fucked my pee hole, he filled it up not only with his cock, but his piss too. The chimes of dings sounded almost deafening. My boy rag doll fucked all 4 of my holes for his audience and they loved it.

After he tired of my holes, he untied me and used me like a human pinata. He tossed me against the wall and kicked me when I landed on the floor with a thud. He pushed me down the stairs too. My body and my face turned black and blue. Plus, I swelled up so much I could barely see out of my eyes. My fun bags took some blows too. But if a tit bursts, he will get me new ones. He has this doctor that fixes my fake tits for a cheap price if he gets to use me too. A sort of stupid fuck meat discount.

My Son Not Only Broke My Shit Box, He Broke My Body Too

For his final act of the night, he put a plastic bag over my head and punched my face as he fucked my pee hole some more. I begged for his throat yogurt. I just wanted it all to end. Everything on me hurt. I am sure everything swelled up too. Finally, he came in my mouth. He gave me so much jizz, I had snot ropes of cum pouring out my nose. The next day when I woke up in so much pain, all I could do was cry tears of cum. But I know my son loves me.