Category: Torture sex

Blasphemous Sex Bitch

blasphemy sexI am a blasphemous sex bitch. I believe in nothing. And I would pick Satan over God any day. I think churches rob their followers blind. Stupid sheep who need to believe in something to get through a day. I have my own Pagan rituals and they involve blood and sacrifice. I believe in two things life and death. That is it. We are born and we die. Some die sooner than others. And some die at the hands of a blasphemous bitch like me. Almost every night, I kill some loser. My sacrifice to Satan or any dark lord. Often, I am killing vacuous mean girl cunts, small dicked losers, tools and soul stealing brats. I have no use for any of them. Last night, I was in the mood for a young sacrifice. Some young stupid lamb who goes to Sunday school and church. Girls like that grow up to be frigid cunts and holly rollers who think they are better than everyone else. Best to kill them young before they grow up and wreak havoc on your life. This little brat was dressed in a white laced dress with Mary Jane shoes. She had her blonde locks in barrettes. She was getting ice cream at this little kiosk when I snatched her. I put a knife to her back and told her I would stab her dead if she screamed. She walked willingly out the mall door with me. Her parents were nearby no doubt, but no one noticed me grabbing this little brat until it was too late. I had her in my cabin, naked and chained when the amber alert went off on my phone. This little cunt was some one’s precious angel. To me, she was about to be a sacrifice. I gutted her like a pig. Buried my knife deep into her tender flesh and scooped out her insides. I watched her die slowly and brutally. I said a few blasphemous words while she bled out. After my snuff porn sacrifice, I fed her to the coyotes. They are the best accomplices because they devour every trace of evidence. Who can we sacrifice together?

Castration Phone Sex Through the New Year

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Castration phone sex Christmas? Christmas may have come and gone, but I am still castrating losers. Ball removal is my gift to me. I have quite the collection this year too. I have severed more testicles this month than I have all year. I had no clue there were so many losers around who needed to part with their balls. I met one such loser at Walmart last night. I hate going to Walmart. Only the dregs of society shop at Wally World. My phone charger died on me, and it was the only place open in the middle of the night to get a new one. I sucked it up and the first person I meet is a douche bag player who thought he could pick up a Goth chick in Walmart. I would never date or hook up with some leisure suit Larry I met at Walmart. He stalked me. He harassed me. And when he got pissy after I rejected him, I decided he need a free ball removal. I was not even going to charge him. This castration was on me. I played his game. I got him to think he was in control luring me back to his apartment. I know he thought he was going to bang me. I mean I am not desperate. I am never desperate. He did not deserve to live thinking I was going to fuck him. Men are so delusional. I do not pick up guys in Walmart. I spiked his drink when he was not looking. He woke up tied to a chair naked. I stuffed my panties in his mouth which was as close to my hot pussy as he was going to get. Torture sex ensued when I whacked his balls off with a kitchen knife. I could have cauterized the wound, but he annoyed me. I mean who hits on women at 1 am in a Walmart? No man that deserves to reproduce. No clue if he bled out or if he was able to get some help. I left his severed balls on the table with a Christmas bow. If he survives and gets his balls reattached, they will never work like they once did. I made him a eunuch for Christmas.

Sadistic Phone Sex NYE

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Did you really think you were going to get away with breaking my best friend’s heart? There’s no fucking way you’re going to get off scot-free. You thought I invited you over here because I was hot for you, too. That’s the last thing I’d ever be. Now that you’re tied to the bed, I can start doing to you what I brought you here for. You can struggle all you want and scream all you want. You won’t get free, and nobody is going to fucking hear you. You’re my victim now and my face is the last one you’ll ever see. Unluckily for you, I’m a sadistic phone sex bitch and I won’t think twice about torturing you for days before I finally do the world a favor and get rid of you. I don’t think anyone is going to miss a shit stain of a human being like you. My best friend sure as fuck isn’t. She won’t look for you because you’re going to write a goodbye note to her and tell her that you’re moving for a new job. I don’t know how I’ll torture and snuff you out yet. I guess it depends on what I’m in the mood for when you call.

Kidnapped and Forced!

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I got kidnapped and force fucked in the back of a van this week and I’m still masturbating thinking about it! I was walking home from the store with a few bags in my hands when a big white van abruptly stopped in front of me, four guys in ski masks jumped out and grabbed me. They were so rough, I felt their hands all over me ripping my clothes off and covering my mouth. They pushed my ripped off panties into my mouth to muffle my screams, I felt them licking my pussy trying to make me wet for the brutal fucking that I knew they were going to give me. The first cock slid into my ass making me scream with the stretch of fullness, he started pounding my tight little shit pipe and I was helpless. The second cock went in my dripping cunt, I was ashamed of how wet I was. By the time the third cock was forced down my throat I was cumming uncontrollably.

Strangulation Phone Sex Floozy

I’m just a fucking floozy and strangulation phone sex gets me super wet. You know there was a time and I was taken down south to be a fucking sex slave and all I could think about was when they were going to fucking off me. I just wanted it so bad to feel my neck break. It gets me so hot the pain that I entered from all those fucking junkies pounding the fuck out of my pussy like a filthy fucking trashy whore that I am.

so sometimes I have to work the streets. A prostitute. That’s my ultimate fucking high. To be used as a fucking filthy whore. Never knowing which guy is actually going to end up killing me. Fucking me to death strangling me, beating the shit out of me, making me overdose on fuck knows what. That is living for me.

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Christmas Castration Phone Sex

castration phone sexIt was a castration phone sex Christmas for me. It is a tradition for me. I have no family alive anymore, but that does not give me the holiday blues. I always find some poor sap who wants to spend Christmas with me. Some schmuck who overestimates my need for him.  I was sitting at a bar alone last night. I knew someone would approach me. Someone always does. They falsely assume I am desperate and lonely. They think I am an easy lay. They think they are doing me a favor by taking me home. Cannot play the player. This loser fell into my lap so easily last night. He had cheesy pick-up lines, and back-handed compliments. Just some loser who has to troll for pussy. He will not be trolling any more because I took his nuts. I could have killed him. Perhaps, I should have killed him. I wanted him to be scarred for life and I wanted him to have a memory that would never fade. He will never troll for another chick again because I neutered him. I took is balls in his own bed. He never saw it coming either. He had me pinned on his bed, but I was not helpless. My big sharp knife was nearby. And that knife sliced his testicles off with one swipe. The look on his face was priceless. I do not think he felt it until he saw the blood. It was like the alcohol and shock numbed the initial pain, but once he saw the blood and his severed balls, he knew what happened. He fell over and I had to decide if this was just torture sex, or a snuff date. I went into his kitchen and heated up a pan. Then I cauterized his wound. He will have a nasty scar, but he will live, and he will never fuck again. He will not underestimate women ever again either.

Christmas Torture Sex

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He tied down as I slid the knife down his body. Watching him squirm turned me on, knowing his life was flashing before his eye. I tied his balls up and just pulled on the rope until they turned blue and wham! Cut them off. His body shook as his screamed out in pain. It made my pussy twitch. I looked him in the eyes and told him how he is not worth fucking anyone let alone me as I stuck the knife deep into his belly. Then I tied a rubber band at the base of his little white cock, stroking so it would grow. Wham! I cut it all off making his body shake as the shock hit him, I laughed. I played with my now wet dripping cunt while he bled out right in front of me. I finger fucked myself as I thought about how I was going to get rid of his body. Then I mounted his face and used his mouth as he died right in front of me. It made me squirt all over his face, making him gargle and drown in my juices. I threw his body in a lake that I visit every Christmas now. 

Ass Rape Porn Christmas

ass rape pornWhen you are an ass rape porn star, Christmas is a bit different. My stepson has already claimed my ass until Christmas. I am at his place doing a 24 hour live stream. I have never been ass fucked for more than a few hours a day. This is a 24 hour live stream. He wants to earn some last-minute cash before the end of the year. I told him I was not ready. I still had shopping to do and cookies to bake. I could not be his live stream whore for a full day. It did not matter what I wanted or needed to do. He punched me in the face, and I passed out. I woke up tied to a chair with my left eye black and blue and swollen shut. He made me sit on a huge dildo. He said he was prepping my ass for all the things he was going to use on it. According to him, men need some violent phone sex for the holidays because they are stressful. I was not sure how watching me get sodomized would relive stress, but my stepson says it is better than therapy. They guys were telling him different items to use on my ass and paying in Bitcoins. I swear I hear that dinging in my nightmares. First up was a baseball bat. The thicker end when up first. I lucked out and he used lubed, but it still hurt like a bitch. After I was sodomized with a baseball bat, I had to lick it clean. It was covered in shit and blood. When I put that nasty bat in my mouth, the Bitcoin dings went off the charts. That set the standard. Every item he sodomized me with, I had to clean up whatever was in my ass. My stepson made a lot of money. He did give me some coke, but he made my asshole uglier than it already is and I did not think that was possible. I will be around Christmas if you need some violent therapy too.

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies

killer phone sexKiller phone sex fantasies are on overdrive right now. Tensions are high because of the holidays. Extra stress this time of year. I get it. I, however, never have stress. Why? Because I kill and castrate and torture annoying fucks. It is very therapeutic. I encountered a man with road rage this week. He got pissed at me because I did not turn right on red. Well, there was a woman in the crossway. She had the right of way. Pedestrians always do. He honked his horn and flipped me off. If that had been all he did, he would still be alive. This asshole rode my bumper honking at me for two miles. Then he ran me off the road. I snapped a picture of his license plate and ran his plates. I can hack the DMV. I have mad computer skills. Anyway, I stalked the dude. Went by his house, watched him for a few hours. Decided he was home alone for a while, despite being married with a family. I broke in and jammed his alarm system. I was just going to castrate him, but he came at me with a gun. He has a right to defend himself in his own home, but I have a right to fight back. I just wanted to teach him some manners and he went ape shit on me, so I cut him. Not a fatal cut, but one deep enough to slow him down so I could strip him and tie him up. I had no idea how long the family was gone, but since I saw a meal for one, I assumed awhile. My instincts are mostly good. Once I had him tied down, I stripped him naked and took his manhood. I sliced his balls off in his marriage bed. Sexual mutilation is personal. Not for me, but castration phone sex is often blamed on an ex-scorned. No way would anyone think road rage led to the destruction I did to his body. The guy is dead. I mutilated his sex organs, gutted him like a pig and let him bleed out for his wife to find. The way I saw it, I was spreading holiday cheer killing one tool at a time. Who is next?

Master’s Punishment Makes Me Squirt!

Every twisted little slut like me needs a master to bring the pain when she is out of control! I’ll admit it, sometimes I act out for the attention it gets me. I’ll take all the drugs, drink all the liquor and fuck all the cocks without any regard for the consequences. Master likes to torture me when I get like this, when I start behaving like the little demon slut that I am. I act out because I crave master’s punishment, only he can tame my wild cock hungry cunt. Only he can torture fuck me into submission in a way that calms the beast inside me. He knows how to tie me up, flog me and force me to take any size dildo in my ass that he feels suitable. Master owns my holes and I don’t care who knows it!