I went on a date with a cocky dude but very normal thinking i could have something besides torture sex to get me off. It was fine at first he licked my cunt and asshole right but when he was on top of me fucking my pussy hole and doing nothing else, it was too boring. I flipped him on his back and started riding his cock hard. I wrapped my hands around his neck and rode his cock hard. The harder I squeezed the harder I rode his hard dick. He started bucking back trying to get me off of him but that only pushed his dick deeper inside me. I could see his eyes starting to roll to the back of his head and it made your body shake. As i was cumming all over your dick your body stopped moving. The look you had in your eyes is what you want to see when you have Sex with dead bodies. You want to see the very moment your life leaves your body. I learned that from my sadistic uncle. I also learned the best way to get rid of a body is to make a bonfire.
Category: Torture sex
Torture Sex Livestream Sessions with My Son are Never Fun
My oldest son paid me a visit last night. I knew it would not be good either. He does always give his whore mother plenty of coke, but I have to perform like a circus animal for it. He loves to live stream our sessions. I cannot tell him no. I still owe him money for getting my boobs redone. I have these huge perfect boobs now. Well, I did until he wanted to live stream our visit. He loves the sounds of the dings because it means viewers are tipping him. They are not just giving away their money, however. They are paying him to beat his mommy. They want to tip him to hear my ribs crack. They want to tip him to prolapse my asshole. His viewers are hardcore. They are into brutal ass rape porn. Like they watch way too much of it and they forget I am just a soccer mom. I am not a real porn star. To him though I am a real porn star. A snuff one who can handle the pain and abuse. My son had me do line after line of premium coke until I could not feel the pain anymore. If I can feel pain, according to my son, I am not high enough. I did a line off his cock before he brought out the cattle prod. He shoved it right up my ass which made me piss. When I refused to lick my piss off the floor he brought out a baseball bat. I knew he would pulverize me, crushing my ribs until I was choking on my own blood if I did not do as he told me. I got down on my knees and licked up all the piss. My reward was that cattle prod up my ass again but this time on full voltage which turned my asshole inside out. He put a zip tie on my prolapsed ass, and the dings went off again. I pleaded with him to rub a little coke on my ass to dull the pain. He did, but not before he punched it a few times like he was Mike Tyson. I should feel lucky he did not break out the Icy Hot. I survived our session, but barely. My son loves his snuff porn. I guess I am such a good mommy, let him do whatever he wants.
I’ll Be Your Mother: Slice Me!
Your mom is such a bitch, isn’t she? Haven’t you ever wanted to torture and kill her? Don’t you dream of slicing her throat open for nagging you or stabbing her chest for getting in your business?
You can’t kill her, though. Social conventions keep you from ending that bitch’s life and walking away free. In addition, she makes some amazing food that you would miss if you took a machete and sliced off her head. So, what can someone like you do? You get a surrogate.
I look just like your mother, don’t I? That is, if your mother was a vulnerable teen cum dumpster. Your mother has been on your ass about some bullshit and someone needs to pay. Take your knife and cut me from clit to tits. Make me scream and wish I was never born. Make deep cuts all over my body to make me feel how you feel right now. Get all of your anger out and, if I haven’t died from blood cut, slice my throat.
Domination Phone Sex is What Some Girls Need Badly
Some girls need domination phone sex more than others. I was like that. I am not saying that I am never not in need of a little domination anymore. I am a sexy switch and sometimes I still need it and even crave it. But as my new accomplice role, it is fun to help men dominate other women. Sometimes, I am helping men fuck little girls. Sometimes I am helping men to kill someone. And sometimes I am helping men like Tyrone punish bad little bitches. He brought me one of his trafficked girls who has been acting out. A coyote sold this girl to Tyrone last year and she has been a thorn in his side ever since. A Latina spitfire. I had a solution. Two weeks in my dungeon with no light and lots of abuse. Sometimes, you need to show a bitch the grass is not always greener on the other side. She has been an ass rape porn star to every brutal man I know for the past two weeks. She has lived in a dog cage, naked, and in the dark. She only drinks piss, and she only eats cum. No showers. She shits in her cage and pisses there too. I hose her off and her cage when a guy comes to fuck her ass so she does not smell so bad for the paying client. She thought she had it bad with Tyrone. I showed this little cunt what bad is. The goal when I am your accomplice is not necessarily to break the bitch, but to show her how worse life can be fore her. At least with Tyrone as her pimp she is sleeping on a mattress and showering. She got fed 3 square meals a day. She got to live in daylight. After two weeks with me, she was begging to go back to Tyrone. This is why I am his favorite accomplice phone sex partner.
Castration Phone Sex is What I Love Because I am a Sadist Not Your GFE
It is no secret that I love castration phone sex. I am clear about being sadistic. I am not your typical phone sex operator. I am not here to blow your cock or let you fuck me in the ass. I am not here to be your therapist or GFE either. You are my victim or my accomplice. There is no gray area in between. I find men mostly useless to me. Yet every day, I have to whack some guy’s junk off because he cannot read or he cannot listen. You try to fuck me, or you try to spoon me or show me typical affection, I go crazy and not in a good way. Just ask Josh. He thought I would satisfy his Goth girl fetish. Not my job. I am here for dark fantasies not romance. I am a sadist. That is just fact. A sociopath too. I do not care if you good looking and rich. Nor do I care that you paid $2 bucks a minute to get off. There are plenty of women here that do BJ calls or typical fuck calls. This is a snuff phone sex site. If you are looking for love, well you are looking for love in all the wrong places. Josh got castrated with a rusty blade for trying to fuck me. He kept calling me honey and baby, and that kind of puerile talk just pisses me off. I made Josh think I would suck his worthless pecker, and I cut it off instead. The balls too. I had to make a point. I had to emasculate him permanently. I do not care if you pay $1,000 a minute, you are not treating me like your paid whore. I carved Josh up like a side of beef, making sure to inflict the most painful torture sex I could. Josh had to pay for his stupidity. Don’t be like Josh.
Torture Sex Facilitator
You don’t have to come to me for all of your salacious torture sex desires. You can go through the whole rigamarole of finding your own fuck pigs, trapping them, imprisoning them and keeping them hidden from the rest of the world so you can do whatever you want to them all on your own. Why would you need an accomplice like me to help you? Well, let’s think about that.
First off, how much free time do you have? If you work a job forty hours a week and then have to go home to feed and entertain a boring family, how much time are you going to have for the hunt? A proper abduction takes planning and a good amount of prep time. Do you have the energy to do your due diligence before you capture some dumb cunt to keep in your basement?
That’s the other thing; are you going to be able to hide a whore from everyone? Do you have any little crotch goblins running around that might find her hidden away in that secret room you keep downstairs? If she screams loud enough, will they hear her? If you have a family, you’re better off going with some sort of shed or outbuilding for storing your cream taking catch. Storage containers are cheap, just put it far enough away from your house so none of your brood can hear her scream and cry out as you do your worst to her.
I’m not here to give you free advice. My point is that you don’t need to do all of that. I keep a constantly rotating lineup of greasy fuck pigs in my basement for you to use and abuse. I already did all of the legwork for you, all you need to do is pick your favorite piggy. After that, you can do whatever you want to her as long as you pay me for the pleasure. It doesn’t even matter if you go too far and turn your abusive round of raunchy reaming into bloody, rage fueled snuff sex. It’ll just cost you a little more, no biggie. Then you can clean yourself off and head home to your regular house and normie family without any worry about the cum filled bitch that you don’t have captive in your home. That’s why you need an accomplice like me. Figure it out.
Snuff Movies are Something that My Stepson Watches Too Much Of
My stepson watches too many snuff movies. They have warped his mind. He used to be a nice guy. Well, maybe not nice to me, but he was not this violent with me when I first married his father. Of course, he was young then. Age has made him more aggressive. Plus, now he loves to punish me. He can do whatever he wants to me because he is blackmailing me. Has been blackmailing me for ions. He has a diary full of dates and indiscretions, even some pictures that would ruin my marriage. I must go when he calls. I must do what he says. I am like his snuff porn stepmom. His cash cow he can use whenever he needs a quick buck. His drug problem is worse than mine and I did not think that was possible. I do a lot of coke. Last weekend, my husband and my sons went away for the weekend for a fishing trip. I stayed home. I never told my stepson about the trip because I knew he would summon me to be his slave while they were gone. I guess he found out somehow and showed up at my place not even an hour after my family left. He had film equipment, bondage equipment and a few men in tow. My stomach sunk because I knew if he had me all day, this would be brutal on my fuck holes. I was right too. He tied me up tighter than a side of beef. He turned the camera on once he got me secure. He ordered the men to fuck me. He was doing another live stream. I assumed he knew these men and vetted them for me, but he just went down to a street corner and paid each guy $50 to fuck his stepmom. They brutalized me. Fucked my ass worse than men in an ass rape porn would fuck a woman. Plus, they used no condoms. They smacked me around too. They shoved fists in my holes. Anything to get the men at home watching tipping. For two days I was tied up and used. Two full days. It was brutal. I know I am a submissive mommy, but one day, my stepson is going to kill me. And who knows, you may be watching it.
Rape phone sex fantasies gave me what i needed to turn the tables
Every man I have had around me long enough or even a few I came across are depraved sick bastards. They all wanted to use me for their Rape phone sex fantasies. The last time I decided I was going to turn the tables and use all the things I learned from being used. When he tried to force my hands behind my back to tie me up, I thought about ball torturing. I grabbed his balls hard and pulled them and dug my nails into them. He got weak and I just pulled more and more, that is when he dropped his knife. After I picked it up I made him cuff himself to the same post he was going to have me on. Like a bitch he begged and begged for me to let him go. I pulled his cock out his pants. he was going to fuck me and have me bloody, so i was going to do the same to him. I forced him to bend over and I started kicking his balls and asshole hard. Seeing him cry and look like a weak bitch turned my cunt on. His cock and balls were red and swollen, even a bit blue. I started jerking him off as he whimpered begging for me to not let him get hard. I laughed and my pussy twitched when i told him that he wanted to get hard and have Torture sex with me. It shouldn’t be any different now. When his cock finally got hard, I took my knife and cut it right off. When he screamed I shoved his bloody dick in his mouth. I face fucked him as i fingered my pussy. Watching the blood drip from his weak body was a turn on, no wonder my uncle and every guy loves it. When I was about to cum I shoved his bloody severed cock all the way down his throat until it disappeared and he stopped moving. That powerful feeling i got, i crave all the time now.
Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Can Be Fulfilled
Murder phone sex fantasies? Anyone? I know there is some one you want to kill. Maybe you cannot kill your wife or your boss because suspicion immediately falls on you, but we can find a surrogate for you to kill and that is almost as rewarding. I had this guy over the weekend who wanted to murder his girlfriend. She cheated on him. Personally, I thought he was a whiny loser. Your girlfriend cheats on you? Maybe you are the problem. Ditch her and date someone new. He could not kill her because he would be the scorned boyfriend. But we could find a girl in a different county who looked like her. We could make some killer phone sex memories with a girl who looked just like her. Since he was paying me, I took all the risk so he could have all the fun. I drugged her drink, and walked out of the bar with her. Led her straight to her death. I had nothing against her personally. This was simply business. I mean a girl must eat, right?
We drove to my kill shack in the middle of nowhere to off the bitch. My client could not believe how closely she resembled his cheating girlfriend. He wanted to force fuck her before we killed her. When he pulled out his tiny dick, I knew exactly why his woman cheated on him. Men with small dicks should be used to cheating girlfriends. I mean this loser had maybe 3 inches hard. No way this surrogate girlfriend would even realize she was the victim of his rape phone sex fantasies. He fucked the girl. He killed her too. Then I gave him a hard dose of reality. Women are going to cheat on you dude. I mean you have a small dick. I told it too him straight, but he did not take it well. He thought he could fuck me, so he got a free castration. Now, he will not have to worry about cheating girlfriends because he will not have any more girls in his life, LOL.
Gothic Phone Sex Fantasies are What a Goth Chick Does Best
Gothic phone sex fantasies are common. Many men think of medieval torture for themselves or others. Or they have vampire fantasies. Or just any dark and foreboding fantasy. I am the Goth chick who can make them seem real. That is because this Goth chick is a sick bitch. I inherited my grandfather’s torture collection. He spent 100s of thousands of dollars over the years buying antiquated torture devices. He knew his sadistic granddaughter was his mini me and could put that all to good use. I did and I still do. I have a torture chamber in my basement. The centerpiece is an old execution chair that I modified for castration. Around it, on the walls, are all sorts of medieval torture sex devices that I can use on you or anyone. There is a rack and a breaking wheel too. I used the breaking wheel last night for this loser who thought he could fuck me even after I said no a dozen times. He broke my tolerance threshold quickly and paid with his life. The wheel is embedded with little needles and cogs to rest some limbs on. His limbs did not rest, however, because I used an ancient mallet to crush his limbs while he laid on a bed of tiny nails. I spun the wheel around many times, prolonging his agony. Medieval torture was designed to achieve the highest level of pain for the longest amount of time. Torture is only torture if it goes on for hours. Otherwise, it is mercy. Do I look merciful? Hell, no. I wanted that perverted bastard to feel my wrath. No one does torture phone sex like a sadistic woman with a Medieval torture chamber in her basement either. That little loser is fertilizer now. No one will miss him, I am sure.













