Category: Torture phone sex

Ass Rape Porn Revenge

ass rape pornI have done a lot of ass rape porn for drugs in my life. I am not stranger to hardcore anal sex. Not saying I love it, but I do not hate it either. At least not with certain men. Women, however, are a different situation. Women are brutal on other women. Anytime I am forced into an anal porn with women, I shiver because I know it will be brutal. I am not into whatever they want to bring me. Women hate me. The chicks I had to deal with last weekend brutalized my ass so badly, they put me out of commission for a few days and that is hard to do because I can take a lot. These women set me up. They just wanted revenge because I had fucked their husbands when high. They were jealous that I gave up my asshole to their men. Not my fault they do not let their men have free reign of their fuck holes. If a man will trade me coke for anal sex, I do it every time. I thought I was showing up for another snuff porn audition. When I arrived, I saw three women. All women married to men I had fucked. I did not know that until they pointed it out. They jumped me, pinned me down and started sodomizing my ass. Their goal was to ruin my asshole so their husbands would no longer want to fuck me. They may have succeeded too. They shoved fists in my asshole first. It started with one in my ass at a time but ended up all three fists in my asshole at once. That was nothing compared to the baseball bats they fucked my asshole with next. They left my asshole gaped like a canyon. It was prolapsed and bleeding too. They achieved their goal. I needed 12 stitches to repair my destroyed asshole. I do not care what anyone says. Women are more brutal than men any day.

Accomplice phone sex slut Stephanie

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I’ve been getting paid to help my Uncle clean up the vacant apartments in the complex he manages. I was a few weeks into the job when one day, my mind started wondering while I was cleaning. I started thinking about the freaky, accomplice phone sex calls I take at night and got an amazing idea! I decided to turn one of the empty apartments into a torture chamber. That way, I could beat and abuse the little sluts that I lure in from the playground and have a private place to record what I do to them. I knew my uncle wouldn’t check the empty apartments until I had them completely cleaned out and ready so I would never get caught! I would be free to do what I wanted and have plenty of time to clean up and get rid of the evidence! The first little whore I snuffed out in my new hell hole was a screamer! I didn’t have anything to worry about though. I made sure to snip out her little tongue with a pair of scissors. I let her watch me chew and swallow it before I started slicing into her with my knife and teasing my pussy with her blood. I’m at my dark dungeon of pain tonight and I have a stupid young slut that I met off the internet coming over. Help me torture and snuff this little bitch while I tease my hot cunt for you!

 

Slaughterhouse Audition’s Snuff Porn

As an aspiring porn star of the darker kind the very idea of starring in a snuff porn makes me excited. Pain is my best friend. Mutilating my body is a real perverse thing I get off on doing and having done to me. I have breast implants and have had to have them fixed a few times. It seems guys love to mutilate them often. I deserve it. My body is fake with Botox and implants and so many types of cosmetic surgery. It’s just that I am cut up and tortured so much and I am obsessed with my appearance.

A fuck barbie like me is only useful for film if she looks good and fake. That is my only reason for living is to have my body as a lure to be destroyed. I need to feel hopeful that my dreams can come true. I hope you will introduce me to my destiny. It’s to the slaughterhouse I go and my hopes and dreams are for this to happen.

Arriving I am immediately rushed into a part of the slaughterhouse with a line of meat hooks. There are two other carcasses of whores hanging, they have been drained of their blood. One is a redhead, the other a brunette. My pussy starts to get wet thinking I may be the Blonde to be hanging there beaten and tortured as meat. I am the true white meat. My white meat cunt needs to be tenderized and used as does the rest of my body. Please let me be the star for the next scene and as the trophy of my performance I wish to be hung on the hook too.

 

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He watched and stalked my girlfriends and me tease each other, he watched us making out, and playing with each other’s tits! He broke in right after they left and called us sluts for teasing him. He forced my clothes off my body and told me if I didn’t let him fuck my cunt with his cock, he would use a knife instead. I did what he said and showed off my pussy, he ripped my legs apart and shoved his cock into my cunt and my screams filled the room. He shoved my dirty panties into my mouth to keep me quiet with a knife pressed up against my throat. He fucked harder and harder with his cock, digging the knife into my throat, making small cuts. He filled me up with his cum, I wasn’t on anything to help. Now, he visits every night and plays his rape fantasies out on me.

A Strangulation You’ll Never Remember

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“The fifth back alley strangulation in as many months.  Authorities have no leads and aren’t sure if the crimes are connected.”  I love that last line.  Those chumps are fucking clueless, of course they’re connected!  And until they get their heads out of each other’s asses and start doing some real detective work, they’ll never figure out that the unknown connection they’re looking for is me.

Want to know my secret?  Let’s just say that no one can withstand the Devil’s Breath.  A little whiff is all it takes to make a slave out of any unsuspecting soul and once I have them in a most impressionable state, I make them do whatever I want.  I might have them stalk a group of drunk party chicks all night long just to make them feel real uncomfortable, or maybe even kidnap those dumb cunts to lock up in my basement for an extended blood and cum filled stay at my place.  Whatever my malicious mind can manifest those zombified zonks will make happen without a second thought.  Without any thought at all, actually.

So getting my gory golem to choke the life out of whatever random victim I choose is as easy as finding a mark and waiting for just the right moment to lure them into a dark alley.  They never suspect that the darling blonde with the charming smile who just “accidentally” bumped into them and spilled their drink or knocked their phone out of their hand had been orchestrating their final demise in the moments before our “spontaneous” meeting.

The expressions on their faces in the final seconds of their existence are pure bliss.  Fear, confusion, panic then resignation is usually how it goes, but my absolute favorite is the look of realization that spreads across their face right after those drugged digits wrap around their throats and start squeezing with all of their strength.  The moment they know they’ve just fallen into my twisted trap and are about to die, the look they give me is worth more than all of the gold in the world.

When I’m satisfied with my dirty work I tell the clueless killer to fuck off and go get drunk at a biker bar across town.  If I’m lucky, once they step foot in there no one will ever see them again.  It doesn’t matter to me either way.  Using Devil’s Breath is the perfect way to execute my sneaky scheme to stifle all of the stupid life I can while I exist in this realm.  Those cops will never catch me.  I mean, do you really think I’ve only done it five times?

 

Bloody Phone Sex Fun

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex? If I am involved, it will be bloody. I am a violent bitch. I do not kill quickly. I do not kill neatly either. I like a massacre. I like pain and suffering. I did something I never do last night. No, not kill. Well, I did kill, but I always kill. I went to a concert. I interacted with humans. It was a Ghost show. They are a metal band from Sweden. Many proclaim them Satanists. I like them. I went with some Goth Friends. Some Uber religious folks like those Westboro Baptist church crazies were harassing us. They took issue with my appearance. They wanted a fight. Normally, I have restraint. I do not kill for revenge or because provoked. Last night I did, because this cunt followed me to my car telling me I was going to burn in hell. I told her I would see her there and stabbed her in the gut. I pushed her in my trunk. I could not leave her in the street. Someone would be looking for her. She was younger than me and part of of a crazy fanatic group. I went to my cabin in the woods. I was surprised she was still breathing when I arrived. She bled all over my trunk. This cunt was making me angry in more ways than one. I dragged her into my cabin. She was going to feel all my Rage. This little bitch was a mega hater and was just going to grow up hating on everyone and everything. The world does not need more intolerant cunts. So, I gutted her like a pig. I let her entrails fall on to my floor. Not the first time or the last. She died on my wooden floor. I fed her guts and limbs to the coyotes. I spent the next several hours cleaning up. Not the floors. No one knows where my kill shack is. The floors are permanently blood stained. I cleaned my car because I never kill impulsively. That snotty cunt had it coming though.

Medical Fetish Phone Sex

medical fetish phone sexMedical fetish phone sex calls are not what I get a lot. And I am grateful for that because every time a guy says he has a medical fetish I get a pit in my stomach. It is always some sort of wicked torture beyond any threshold a pain slut could have. This call was no different. Honestly, I should have hung up or said I had an appointment. The first thing he asked me was if I had Ben Gay. That was followed by if I had Q-tips. Most women over 30 have both.  That pit in my stomach grew bigger because I had a good guess about what he wanted me to do. I sat down on my bed and spread my legs, then my cunt. I grabbed a leather belt to bite down on because I knew it was going to hurt like a bitch. I also knew where I was putting it. He had no interest in putting that Q-tip in my pussy. We both knew that hole was a canyon compared to my urethra. He called it the 4th wonder on a woman’s body after the pussy, the ass and the mouth. I have had sounding devices in my pee hole before, and I piss glass and blood for days after it hurts so much.  I bit down on that leather strap and braced myself for pain. I much prefer snuff porn roleplays to torturing my own body. My eyes were welling up in anticipation. I did the best I could. I tried to jab the cotton tip down my pee hole. It was hard to talk, bite and shove at once, but I did it. And it hurt. It burned something awful, and it hurt like nothing else. Blood came back up on the Q-tip. My caller just laughed and told me thanks for playing before he nutted and hung up. I am still burning when I pee, but as long as u are happy, I am happy.

Violent Vixen

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My crazy, fucked up life has turned me into some sort of cruelty craving creep who needs things like violent phone sex and tortuting some helpless, kidnapped cunt to get off.  I’m an obvious product of my environment, years of being endlessly raped and abused at the hands of those who are supposed to protect you will kill you.  Sometimes though, a brutalized body hasn’t caught up with the soul quite yet leaving an empty shell of a person, completely dead inside roaming the earth looking for a purpose, for satisfaction, for love.

I’ve found my calling.  My purpose is pain, sadism is my satisfaction and, as for love, well lacing and lashing an unlucky victim is the closest thing to love I’ll ever know.  Guys, girls, everyone is a target for my learned hatred.  All the disgusting pigs clomping around with a spark for life in their eye and an obvious lack of circular cigarette burns and razor thin scars on their limbs need to be shown that there really isn’t anything worth living for.  I’m the monster who needs to show them.

Whether I participate or orchestrate in the depravity is simply up to how I’m feeling in the moment, but one thing is surely for certain…  If Willow wants you, Willow gets you and I won’t be happy until the light of your soul shining in your eyes has faded completely.  Your husk might survive, but your spirit will be broken for good.  Just like me.

 

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Would you like to make some snuff movies with me? Maybe I can find a delectable young prize for you to torture and rape fantasy fuck on video. Can you imagine the price men would pay just to watch you do the unthinkable with a slut of that tender age? How old you may ask? Well that’s up to your sick p-paddy needs! You a sicko pervert who loves fucking little girls up the ass! I know all about sicko dirty girl fuckers like you!snuff movies

My only request is that you let me choose how we finish her off.
I feel like a little strangle demon tonight and would love to put a rope around her neck and just pull when you say you’re about to cum in her torn up bloody ass!

There are men who would choose to keep a slutkin around forever, but I tell you she will age out and feeding her body to the pigs while she is still abrat is the best option. I want to make her scream, and I have a great little girl who imitates the pain cry!
So, you get a sick bitch to help you in your accomplice phone sex dreams and a girl who can make the sounds of a torture fuck doll! Don’t you want to become one of my nasty p-daddys who need a little something small and tight?accomplice phone sex

Torture Phone Sex Doll

torture phone sexTorture phone sex is what I am known for. Does not mean I like it. I hate it. I have always thought I was better than most of the abuse I take. My problem is that my coke addiction makes me vulnerable and desperate. Some guys treat me better than others. Some guys use me as they need and that may be as their accomplice or their victim. Some guys are generous and just trade a good fucking for a bag of coke. This weekend, I was with Earl. He is not the worst person I have been with nor the best. He is obsessed with my ass. That means he is always down to make me his ass rape porn star. I do not know how he does it. He gets my body contorted in the most awkward and painful positions. And once I am in those positions, he sticks whatever he can find in my asshole. It is usually just him and me, but this weekend he brought his teen son with him. It was sort of a macabre introduction to manhood. He wanted his son to learn how to abuse an old whore. Said no boy can become a man without fucking an old whore. The boy was not nervous at all. In fact, he was wildly excited. He put his fist in my ass and when he got shit on his knuckles, he made me lick it off. Gross. He put dildos in my ass, like many at a time and joked that it was a whore’s bouquet of flowers. He eventually fucked my asshole, but only after he tortured it and left it gaping wide. Junior had more fun than Earl ever had with me. He told me when he is older, he will take over his dad’s drug trade and I will have to work with him for my coke. Dear God. I do not look forward to that. Junior is already sick as fuck, and he has not even taken the SAT yet.