Category: Torture sex

Addicted to Castration Phone Sex

castration phone sexCastration phone sex will always be my favorite type of call. I do love being a snuff queen too, but I take perverse pleasure in separating a man from his family jewels. Like more pleasure than I should. I am not picky about whose nuts I sever either. I will take them from a man who looks at me wrong. Big dicks or small dicks, I take all balls. It is true that I mostly take the balls of small dicked losers and tools who do not understand the term consent. But I have taken the nuts of men who most women would fuck in a heartbeat. I am not most women. I do not fall for a nice body and a pretty face. Hell, even a big wallet does not impress me much. I met Trevor at a Goth bar. He was dressed all wrong, so he stood out. His metrosexual pretty boy looks told me he was either lost or too drunk to realize he walked into a bar where the chicks would eat him alive. He came right to me too. I rolled my eyes, sighed and then mind fucked him. He was too drunk to understand my body cues or even the words that were coming out of my mouth. He was a sloppy drunk. A rude one too. He followed me into the unisex bathroom. He pushed the door open and fell on his face. Now, I knew I could overpower him. I had sobriety on my side. He was quasi lucid but mumbling so much I could not understand him. He lost his balls that night. My guess he does not remember the sexy Goth goddess with the serrated knife who chopped off his balls in the bathroom of a Goth bar. I left him passed out on the floor face down. I knew folks would just step over him to pee and never realize his balls were gone. I gave him a shot to knock him out and blur his already impaired mind. I am sure he woke up when the bar closed, but by then I was long gone. I just enjoy the torture sex of male genitals. It is kind of my addiction and I never mind removing a set of family jewels.

My Happy House Of Horrors

Gothic phone sex

 

Yesterday one of my demented accomplices asked me how I came into possession of my Gothic house of sexual horrors and depravity.  He had a wild look on his face as his eyes darted about, taking in the terrifying tableaux of demonic dolls and creepy crawlies that were seemingly seeping out of the woodwork.  The truth is this place is steeped in filth and my horde of possessed dollies are just a manifestation of all the foul events that have transpired here.

I was just a teenage runaway when I was deposited on the doorstep of this manor of murder, molestation and mayhem.  It was raining really hard and I had hitched a ride from some perv who said he’d take me anywhere I wanted for a little pussy.  It just so happens that my pussy is the littlest cunt around.  He had his way with me and I told him that I just wanted to go someplace dry so he brought me here, said it stays abandoned because anyone who lives in it ends up dead.  I told him “We all end up dead.” and walked inside to dry all of the rain and cum off of me.

Obviously, the house didn’t kill me.  The house loves me, loves who I am, I can feel it.  I turned out to be the perfect bait for it to trap all of the unsuspecting suckers it needs to survive.  I feed it and it keeps me safe.  People are afraid of this place and all of the tortured souls inside.  But the ghosts here don’t scare me, I scare them.

 

torture sex for a pain slut

Torture sex

There’s a game I like to play to make my master enjoy me more. I love to inflict a lot of pain on myself to show him that I am worthy of being his fuck slut. One of the many tasks I do is make myself have excruciating pain to the point where I am almost passed out. Once I see the pleasure and excitement in his face, I know I am being the best pain slut for him and will be rewarded ever so kindly. The kindly part is pretty much zero, but at the very least, I can enjoy some torture sex even though I usually im not allowed to cum, and it’s a ruined orgasm for me but so much pleasure for him.

Murder, Mayhem & a Slutty Cunt

Murder, Mayhem and a slutty cunt are the makings for a horror movie, but it’s my life. As a snuff whore I make it barely out of the weekend alive. It’s totally true that I love to be destroyed, over and over again. I live the life of a dark and filthy overture that is on an endless loop. Some days it feels like a death loop to be real. I wish I did die some of these nights of pure and utter horror. The burning of my cunt when I pee after it being destroyed and looking like ground beef. I fucking swear it practically makes me need to rub one out as I pee in such delirious pain.

My tits get bruised and bloodied. My lips are swollen and a black and blue eye stairs back at me in the bathroom mirror as I see my hair matted with jizz. I am a walking fuck doll after a frat party of hormone high and drunk fraternity boys. They would bash me about and take their turns on me. Every hole left ripped, gaped and jizzed in. I will smell like cheap beer, urine ass and cum. This is my reality and it’s 99% of the time caught on film.

Murder phone sex Fantasies

A little suffocation phone sex

suffocation phone sexI just want to put a bag over her little head and watch as the lights go out in her eyes. A simple end to my suffocation phone sex, a fitting way to rid the world of that perfect fuck doll that you have been pounding for hours. How she is holding on for dear life is beyond me.

Several times in or p-daddy game of cat and mouse you let her go so she could try and run and escape us. We knew she wouldn’t be going anywhere, but she tried. When she figured out you were just going to drag her back and impale your devil cock right back in her cunny or ass she no longer tried to run. It was up to me to fix this for you. You liked when they had fight. So I took out the serrated blade and cut her nipples off while sitting on her face! When I let her up she did run then, leaving a wonderful trail of blood up the stairs.

She even managed to almost get out a window! But blood loss for a little sweet girl like that made her not quite as fast! Oh how we laughed as we dragged her back down to the dungeon of doom. Now, back in that basement with your cock almost raw from fucking her tight baby girl holes, I was suffocating her in the plastic bag waiting to see her die. You were hard again for my kill and pushed deep in my little girl cunt as you filled me with even more pleasure to end this torture sex right!

Born a Snuff Porn Slave

snuff pornI am built for snuff porn. My dad used to tell me I was built for fucking. I think he envisioned me as a grown woman when I was just a schoolgirl to justify the horrible things his friends and him would do to me. I had an awful experience growing up. My youth was riddled with abuse. I ran away as a young teen girl. I do not know if my father or mother are still alive. Hell, I might have siblings. My friends have told me to do the 23 and Me DNA testing thing to see if I have any relatives. I have considered it, but I am afraid my father is still out there. I know he would be so angry. He might even kill me. I was his cash cow as a teen girl and his get out of jail free card. He would offer my holes up to his poker buddies every time he lost. I was offered up to cops to turn the other way too when he did something illegal too. No one ever turned down jail bait pussy. If the Internet was as big as it is now, I have no doubt my father would have pimped me out online too. When I finally had the guts to run away, I ran fast and far to make sure he would never find me again. He haunts my dreams. I wake up in a hot sweat many nights a week afraid I will see him standing over my bed with his cock out ready to explore his rape phone sex fantasies with me again. Men think they can treat me as their snuff doll and break me. Like I am afraid of anything they can bring. No one was worse than my father. He broke me years ago. I guess because he still haunts me, and I fear him finding me, I am still his slave. 

Learning To Love Torture Sex From Uncle

Suffocation phone sex

My uncle was the first one to introduce torture sex to me. He tied me up and fucked my asshole raw until it bled while chocking me from behind. Sometimes I would pass out and wake up to my uncle pounding my bleeding asshole with his big thick cock. After a while I became his accomplice, and we would tie up slutty little brats we would hunt for together. He would fuck their mouths until they couldn’t breathe while I would finger fuck their holes. When uncle was ready, he forced his cock into their asshole and fulfilled his rape fantasy every time. He fucked their holes open until they ripped to fit his big cock. Most passed out during his anal torture fucking. If you didn’t, I would sit on your face and smother and suffocate you with my cunt like uncle told me to do until you no longer moved. By then uncle would have filled up your bloody asshole with h is creamy thick nut. We still bond by taking a young slut and showing her what uncle likes.  

Verbal Abuse Is My Therapy!

One of my favorite ways to dominate is with verbal abuse, I’m the meanest little slut with a wicked tongue for insults and humiliation! When I’ve had a bad day and things are getting to fucking irritating, I like to relieve my tension with some verbal abuse. Nothing satisfies me more than calling disgusting perverts exactly what they deserve to be called—worthless filth holes and disgusting wastes of human vessels. My cunt leaks with excitement as you take every insult I have to offer you, every bit of anger in my body goes to making you understand how utterly disgusted I am at your meaningless existence. While I verbally eviscerate you and drain you for every dollar you are worth, my dark little heart leaps for joy.

Daddy Preps Me For Anal Torture!

Strangulation Phone Sex

Daddy is planning a big gangbang party this weekend and is really trying to stretch out my ass for the special occasion! Yesterday daddy and my brother came home with a few surprises for me, a horse cock dildo that was 10 inches long and 7 inches wide, some new restraints and a cock gag—a special gag that has a cock on the inside of it that goes in my mouth. They tied me up good, making sure I couldn’t move an inch as they slowly teased my ass open and spread my cunt with their fingers. With the cock gag on my mouth, my brother finger fucking my wet pussy and daddy’s fist stretching my ass wide open, I know I’m in for a brutal fucking this weekend when daddy has his friends over.

taboo phone sex slave

taboo phone sex

Do you want some hot, taboo phone sex, you are at the right place. Let me show you how dark I can be now, but I have a boyfriend who loves to dominate me. I am good with schedules and tasks, and I love being told what to do. Whenever he tells me to do something, I never hesitate because there will be consequences that will be very brutal if I do. I’m willing to indoor all the blasphemy torture.

I grew up in a Catholic school and would never miss Sunday services. When I started to date my boyfriend, I didn’t know he was a Satan worshiper. The odd thing is that he lives across the street from a giant cathedral. That is where he ended up spotting me, and now that he has me, he will never let me go because I am fucked doll.
The pleasure he goes from turning me to his a little blasphemous slut is the best feeling ever he loves to nut to be worshiping him.