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Taboo Phone Sex: Horror Movie Night Gone Wrong with Cassandra

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One night, many years ago, I was sitting on the couch with a male friend of mine watching a horror movie: “Candyman.” It was pretty scary to me at the time. I commented to my companion that I thought the idea of summoning a dead evil spirit who would control and own you was kinda hot; especially if a big black evil spirit. Well my date did not like that at all. Not sure if he got jealous because I was hinting that I wanted big black cock. Next thing I know he is yanking me by the hair and saying my name  over and over in a creepy voice like in the movie. Then he starts to drag me through the house. He throws me down into the basement and locks the door. What seems like hours later, he comes down, strips me naked and ties me up. When I start to scream he puts a ball gag in my mouth just like The Candyman did to some blonde in the movie. He then shows me a hook like the Candyman sports. My eyes get real big and I fear he is gonna ram it up my ass or something. He just kept saying my name “Cassandra, Cassandra, Cassandra, Cassandra, Cassandra.” It was like he was taunting me. I was his prey, his victim. I had no idea when I came over to watch a movie with him that he had a dungeon in his basement. I could see torture devices, bondage equipment, sex toys galore… He knew what he had planned when he invited me over.

I was tied up to a bench for hours.  His Candyman hook used to cut my back, rip my ass open and cut my breasts. Just like the Candyman, he said, “Be my victim.” I could see he was obsessed with horror movies. I saw a Freddy Krueger glove, a Jason hockey mask, a mask and knife like Michael Meyers, a Scream mask,  a chainsaw… I was in a horror obsessed serial killer’s dungeon. Is that what he does? Invite a hot woman over for a scary movie then kill her like the madman in the movie?

I could not talk because he gagged me just like the Candyman did. But my head was racing… I wanted to escape but I was tied tightly and mutilated.  I tried to escape somewhere in my head to forget the pain, but he kept cutting my back, torturing my ass, ripping my flesh; there was no mercy. As blood was gushing down my back, I felt his cock ram into my ass. He was turned on by the blood, turned on by my gaping flesh, turned on by my pain. He said in a creepy voice as I gasped for life,” They will say that I have shed innocent blood. What’s blood for, if not for shedding?”  I prayed for death to take me

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Bloody Phone sex with Blair: Be Careful What You Eat

bloody phone sex torture pain slutMy Master thinks I am getting too fat. He hid all the food and is trying to starve me to death. He keeps me  under lock and key in the house. Well today, I couldn’t take it any more as the pain from hunger was just unbearable.  I ransacked the house for anything I could find. And under my Master’s bed I found a case of baby food. I was starving. I opened a bottle and starting emptying it into my mouth. But wait, it was crunchy and within minutes I started bleeding. WTF? There was ground up glass in the jar. I was eating glass. Did Master know it was there and this was a test? Or was it some fluke, some manufacturing flaw? I got scared and I was in pain; but I had to clean up the mess I made and try to make things look like I wasn’t there or Master would be very angry.

My lips and tongue were cut but I stopped the bleeding and thought Master would not know. But he knew the moment he came home I had been a bad girl and slapped me hard across the face. He then grabbed my hair and pulled me hard out to the garage. He put my chains on  and began yelling at me. I had failed his test. He knew I was a weak bitch who could not be trusted so he put glass in the baby food jars and hid them. If a weak bitch, I’d get my comeuppance. I tried to apologize, beg for another chance to be a good slave. Too late, he began spoon feeding me the food with crushed glass. Master made me chew the glass and swallow it. Blood was spurting out my mouth. I kept crying and pleading but he just kept spoon feeding me crushed glass and strained peas. I could taste the blood from my cut tongue, cut lips, cut throat, cut esophagus… I was making gurgling sounds there was so much blood.

 Master was smiling as more blood poured out my mouth. He just kept saying eat up bitch. If you are so hungry, then eat up. I even vomited up bile and blood and he just laughed. He said you think this hurts bitch, wait till you shit it out tomorrow. I had not thought of that. The glass would shred my ass and my intestines. I’d rather starve to death slowly and painfully than to die like this. I will never eat without permission again Master.

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Master has been mad at me ever since the whole incident in the grocery last week. He cut my hair and tits so I can’t really go out or get tortured by master for a while. I know that when I do heal master will punish me for taking so long to recover. I have flashback of that almost every night. I remember how the blade sounded cutting my mahogany skin bearing pink flesh.

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 My big tits tear open all over again if I move too quickly making it even more painful than the last time. I rub my cunt with fervor when I feel my skin reopen. It reminds me of when master was near me using me as his pain slut. My blood coving his face and hands making him look even more vicious and powerful than he did the last time. He is the monster under my bed that I love to play with when everyone is asleep. Even as my shirt stains with blood I cum from the thought of having master abusing me again.

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torture phonesex angieI have been feeling particularly twisted lately and my latest taste of torturous fun is very interesting. It has been keeping my pussy nice and wet for days now. I have lost count of how many victims I have played with over the last few days. I have body parts every where and each time I look at them and remember the screams, the agonizing pain, it makes me cum all over again. What diabolical, evil means of torture have I been implementing you ask? I will tell you….I have been grabbing unsuspecting and random people. I haven’t been particular about age or sex. The only requirement has been that they are alive and lucid. I created a machine in my basement that is crude but does the trick. It has two pieces of wood that are connected to heavy springs. I pull them down and latch them in place. Then I place my victim on them binding their ankles and wrists to the wood. When I pull the lever the spring create a great force, pulling the wood up and apart and ripping the bodies in half. The screams are deafening but brief however they are blood curdling and enough to make me flood my panties with cum. It is the purest erotic sensation ever and I am loving every minute of it. torture phonesex torture

Filthy Taboo phone sex

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Whenever master isn’t torturing and abusing me I spend my time doing the things I like to do. I take off my makeup and tie my hair up. Then, I put on a comfy pair of sweat pants on and sit on the couch. I wait for about an hour until my bladder tells me it’s time to “go”. Instead of getting up I relax and let my piss soak my sweat pants and sofa. The warm sensation of it trickling down my pussy lips and legs sends chills up my back. I don’t do this often for I can’t keep replacing my sofa whenever I want to. I only pee on myself if I’ve been a good nigger slut for master all week. Master allows me to do it but thinks I’m a filthy piss whore. He leaves whenever I pee then when I’m done comes and humiliates me for being so disgusting. I like the feeling of being so below him yet grateful for him still dealing with me. I would do anything to make master happy but I wish he would let me be his pissy princess way more often. He would never allow that though and beat me senseless if I did something as ungrateful and ask for more.

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Torture Phone Sex with Cassandra: Payback with a Cattle Prod

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I have always been a subby bitch to men; however, when it comes to women I can be a switch hitter. When I was younger, I thought most girls were beneath me. I mean I am a tall beautiful goddess with huge tits. I could steal any man I wanted. In fact, in college, I often did.  Not because I wanted the man necessarily, but just because I could. There was this one girl whose boyfriends I regularly stole because she was a fat mean cunt and didn’t deserve handsome men anyway.  I saw her recently at the mall and I didn’t recognize her at all as she had lost so much weight and was actually kind of hot. She of course recognized me. We buried the hatchet and she invited me out for drinks. I met her, and I thought all was well, until I woke up in her basement tied to some table spread eagle with a baseball bat up my ass. She was fucking torturing my ass and when I started to scream and plead why, she simply said, “Because I can.” I begged for mercy for my ass. But she kept shoving bigger things inside me. My ass was being shredded. I could feel splinters in my ass. She pulled the bat out and it was covered in blood and shit and she shoved it down my throat and said, “Clean it up whore.” Then I glanced over and I say a medical tray filled with devices and one looked like a cattle prod. I pleaded again, but she didn’t care that I was a changed woman. She was hell bent on her revenge. A cattle prod would electrocute my ass, and may damn well kill me. She looked at me with an evil grin and said, “Cattle prods are hugs with oomph.” She then rammed that thing up my already destroyed ass. The rest is a blur.torture phone sex cattle prod big tits

Taboo Phone Sex Geneva is Accosted

Walking to my car after hours in the Mall parking garage I had a feeling I was being followed. Stepping up my pace I fumble for my keys  and drop them. As I crouch down to retrieve my keys they close in around me. Slowly I stand up to feel hands on my arms and someone shoving a handkerchief in my face with something intoxicating on it.  Unable to get away as I struggle but it’s useless, as I feel myself drift and all limbs go weak.

Feeling groggy I start coming out of the haze and I don’t recognize my surroundings. I try to move to find my ankles and wrists are bound to a bed frame. Looking around it appears I’m alone. I then realize something just doesn’t seem right. I hear voices and laughter coming from somewhere and I want to try and yell but no noise emits from me. I then realize I’m naked and have an aching in my neck and wait is that a bag of blood hanging to my side straining I notice I have a tube connected to it, wait I have an IV in my arm.

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Panicking I’m trying to discern whether the blood is flowing in or out of me. What is happening? One of the guys that were following me came into the room with a huge smile, “oh look she’s awake!” Don’t struggle or your cause yourself more harm. You lost a lot of blood darling my friends tend to get over excited sometimes and they take more blood than they should. The younger breeds are so greedy and frenzy way too much.

You were very tasty though I do admit. You’ll feel better in awhile and we can then introduce you to your new family. You will have space to roam and will be fed a nutritious diet. We need to keep our feed in tip top shape and thriving naturally. Your now part of our free range human herd. Your going to be thriving to ensure you are prime feed for the clan.

Horrified I start noticing there are about 20 pale beings around me with bloodshot eyes. None of them have hair and their skin is pasty and saggy almost grey. They have gangly fingers and are dressed in black pants and turtlenecks. They are all looking at me as though they want to feast on me. I notice one arm actually does have a chunk of skin missing.

Please.. I start to whisper… don’t eat me… as things start going dark again. I feel some form of cold metal blade caressing my thigh as I fall under….

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Rape Phone Sex Fantasies While I Roast

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I can smell the flames coming from the burning flames.  I can hear the metal spit turning over the fire, getting nice and hot. I see you drooling as you stand over my weak body, ready to snuff me out over the flames. You put on your gloves, as I whimper, and slide the spit off its hangers. The sound of the hot metal against metal makes my pussy start to drip.  I am helpless, and can only watch as you slide the tip of the burning metal rod between my legs and jam it up inside my pussy.

The burning and tearing of my insides finally gives me enough shock to move and scream. You ignore me and continue to slide the spit rod up up up up through my insides. You tell me I am you’re little pig roast whore and that you’re going to roast my body tonight. Up up up, the sharp rod pierces through my uterus, then makes its way up my esophagus, until I am choking on it from the inside. Blood gurgles out of my mouth as my eyes bulge and the tip of the spit rod finally comes out my mouth.

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You keep sliding it and then lift my limp body up with the rod and place it back on the spit over the fire. I can smell my hair burning as it sets on fire, and I can feel the flames licking my flesh as the spit starts to turn slowly. You squirt me with leftover blood, to make a sweet roast out of my tiny body.  I cook slowly and my body is stuck in position so I can only see where the rod allows me to see.  You, and then the night sky, the open field, and then the flames in my face. My hair is gone and I can no longer breathe from the smoke of my burning flesh.

I beg inside my head for the flames to take me, for you to take me. Please snuff my pathetic existence. Kill me and roast me like the dirty little pig whore I am.

Taboo Phone Sex with a Sacrifice

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I got you a gift Master. She is there, in the corner, tied up.  I ball gagged her and slit her wrists so that she wouldn’t scream until you came home. I will wake her up for you once you fuck me up. I need you so badly master, I am your dirty little fucking whore. I have brought you the sacrificial lamb you have demanded. Now it is time for you to take me down so that you can devour the lamb.

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She wakes up and watches in horror as you begin slicing me up. I scream with passion and she is so afraid she is trembling all over. She knows there will be no way out. She has given up on the idea of escaping. I’ve weakened her for you. I showed her all my scars and broken bones and missing nipples and told her that she is next. Fuck my wrecked pussy while she enjoys her last moments of sanity. 

Take me to my last breath, then roll my head her direction so that I can watch you take her as I fade out. I can see you, Master, pulling her from the corner. Untying her arms and then breaking them so that her limbs are useless and flopping helplessly by her sides. I am fading in and out and I want to hang on to watch your snuff skills. I do everything I can to focus my fuzzy eyes and I see her bleeding from between her breasts, then down her legs. I see you bite her lips off of her face and spit them out.

You break her legs and she falls to the ground. She is a dirty whore just like me and so you piss all over her pathetic body. I hope you enjoy your gift, Master. I am fading out and I am so worthless that you don’t even notice me anymore.

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Sticks and stones may break my bones, but your knife will cut me deeply.  I woke up in a fog and I don’t know what day it is or whether its day or night.  I’ve been locked underground for so long and had so many blackouts that I can no longer keep track. I look down and your name is carved across my abdomen. The blood has clotted and it looks so beautiful. I run my hand across your name, feeling the thick blood scabs, and whisper it to myself.

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I realize at that moment I can barely speak, my throat is raw from you fucking it and my tongue is swollen from your beatings.  But you treat me exactly how I deserve to be treated. You are the only one who knows how to control my sexual desires. I reach down further to where my pussy used to be. Now between my legs is just a mangled mess of flesh and loose skin and blood. My clitoris is gone, and I know that you have it. It has always belonged to you.

I try to listen for you, wondering where you are and why I am here all alone. But my ears are ringing in my head. You’ve no doubt cracked my skull. I can feel my heart beating weakly inside my chest. I ache to see you one last time. I count my breaths and hold onto life waiting to worship you.

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Then you’re there.  Standing over me. That gorgeous smile, teeth covered in blood, glaring down at me. The tip of your blade glistens in the air above my face. A single tear runs down my face because I got to see you one last time. Now it is time to take what is yours. My life, my blood, my pain.