Category: Torture sex

Bondage Phone Sex Torture

bondage phone sexIt was a weird bondage phone sex session. H going to treat me like a nigger slave. Right then I knew I would likely die or wish I was dead. It was the later. He was pissed at something. It wasn’t me, but I was his escape goat. I am always his escape goat. That is why he strung me up from a tree in his back yard. I was completely bound, so I couldn’t move. He told me he was he keeps me around he says. He threw rocks at me. Just like I imagine lynchers did in the 40s and 50s. I was the strange fruit swaying on the poplar tree that Billie Holliday sung about. Only I am not black. I am, however, black and blue and purple with spots of red from rocks cutting my skin. He left me hanging for awhile after he ran out of stones. I was bleeding badly. I was battered even worse. I passed out, but he turned a hose on me, which woke me up. He cut me down and I fell with a thud. He pissed on my bruised and bloody body and laughed. With a smirk, he said, “Damn, Blair, that was fun.”

Torture Sex with a Plastic Bimbo

torture sexThe bitch deserved torture sex. She went all mean girl on me when we met for drinks. We went to college together, but she thought I would have grown out of my “creepy Wednesday Addams stage” by now. She went off on me. Clearly, she forgot who I was. She changed 180 degrees from college. She used to practice witchcraft with me. She was a fellow Goth girl. Now, she looked like something straight out of the Housewives of Beverly Hills. I mean she is my age, yet I could tell she had plastic surgery and a lot of Botox. She looked like Bimbo Barbie. No clue what happened to her since we last saw each other, but I wasn’t about to let her talk down to me. I spiked her latte drink. When she got drunk feeling, I took her to my cabin in the woods for fun. Along the way, I picked up some dirty hypodermic needles. I know where the junkies hang out. I stripped her naked. She fucking got a boob job. I pierced her shaved pussy with the dirty needles. When she woke up, she started screaming. She was calling me names as expected. I pierced her lips together with more dirty needles. I mutilated her perfect, fake body. I cut her implants out. I sewed her tight bald pussy shut. I pierced her clit too. I love mutilation phone sex calls. Are you ready to help me torture a plastic whore to death?

He Wanted To Destroy Her

And why the fuck shouldn’t he have the chance to destroy the little fucking teasing teen whore next door? He was a client of mine for the herb I sell. This fucking little brat has been taunting and teasing him and being a genuine pain in the ass, especially since she is so young, flashes her shit around undressing in front of the window and so forth. He is sick of her teasing then runs off when confronted and always makes a scene. She comes around when he is smoking a joint and expects him to share. Well, we were taking care of this fucking brat I hung out with him and smoked out and when she came around she was surprised, especially when I grabbed her and duct taped her wrists and mouth shut. Grabbed her by ankles and pulled her into a back bedroom. We took turns fucking her and gagging her with cock (my various sized strap-ons and his huge black cock). We really destroyed her young holes that they were bleeding, ripped and tore up. I finished her off with a sledgehammer to the skull and a huge taxidermied beast phallus shoved in her ripped prolapsed cunt.

Sadistic Phone Sex

No Slut Slave Can Compare

I guess no fucking slave whore can compare to me. I overheard my temporary master and my master on the phone. My master was talking pretty loud saying he feels sorry for my temp master.Torture sex The slave whore he has, can’t come close to putting up with half of the things I can. I was surprised to hear this, my temp master was very forceful and strong. My master does do some pretty fucking crazy things. He probably had the poor slut chained up, with spikes digging into her neck, ramming cocks down her throat all night. Every time one of those hard rock cocks dug deeper, the spikes pierced right through her poor aching neck. I bet there was blood everywhere. I am sure master wiped all that blood up, using his cock as the sponge. He loves to use blood as his personal lube. I am sure that was too much for her. Hmmm just thinking about that, made my slutty slave pussy melt with pleasure. I guess I do miss my master after all. Good thing I am packing up tonight. I will be leaving in the morning, I am sure master is going to have some wild and crazy shit planned for me. I know deep down he misses this fucking nigger whore. Maybe now he will see, it doesn’t get any better than me.

Torture Sex with The Punisher

torture sexTorture sex is not just something men do to me. I torture myself too. I am a pain slut. I was a cutter when I was a school girl. I think my pain tolerance grew from self-mutilation. Once I was a grown woman, I looked to other things to give me pain. Men are impressed with my pain tolerance. It is so high that I sometimes must fake cry. Men don’t like being shown up by a girl. Last night I hooked up with a guy I met at a BDSM club. Club members call him the Punisher. He loves to inflict pain. I had heard rumors about him but wanted to see if he was as bad as women say. I have a higher threshold than most women, so I needed to test things with him on my own. Fuck, I met my match. He was a punisher indeed. He had these long needles and he pierced my clit with them, and he used them on my vagina lips, making my pussy look like it had been sewn shut. He used more needles on my nipples. All my most sensitive parts were stitched with needs. Little droplets of blood coated my body. My cunt was wet. It was real pain. Not snuff sex pain, but hot mutilation pain. I think I will be seeing more of the Punisher.

Temporary Master

I have been with my new master for a couple of days now. I have learned a lot of things about him in the short time we have been together. He likes blood and lots of it. The first night I was with him he tied my ankles up then tied my ankles around my neck so my legs would be lifted all the way back to my head exposing my nigger cunt. He took a sharp hunting knife and slowly inserted it right into my black fuck hole. The knife was so sharp, as soon as my new master put the tip of the blade in my cunt started to bleed everywhere. He took his large mouth and started sucking the blood right from my bloody nigger cunt. Torture sexI thought I was going to die right there the first night. The rush was amazing but I did not want to die just yet! No, I wanted to please this big sexy monster as much as I could. I knew if he was making me bleed this much on our first night there was so much more yet to come. My temporary master has a huge 12-inch thick cock. I am just waiting for the day he chokes the shit out of my nigger throat with his giant anaconda. He does not know I like all of this, no master will ever know that secret of mine. I am already liking it here with my temporary master. I just hope the other fuck slave bitch can hold her own so I can stay here forever.

Evil Angel Eats Your Family Jewels for Lunch

cannibalism phone sex

Some say this Evil slut had ties with the Angel of death directly. But I just love blood and gore, it makes me so horny. The only thing that I love better than destroying small humans is slicing and dicing your balls. I love feeding on cock and brat flesh! And if I can get both together then I am in orgasmic heaven. Bring me your brat and your balls and cock. I will cut you after I give your fucking fantasy to destroy that fuck brat and I will let you smell her fuck breath after she gags on your cock.  Then we will destroy her sweet cunny and asshole in one fell swoop with your daddy cock. I will keep her as my little accomplice as we cut your cock and balls off. Then we will saute them and eat them as you bleed out in front of us. 

Daddy loves snuff

Snuff phone sex

My daddy is a very bad man. Hurting innocent young girls like me makes his cock nice and hard. He forces me to be his accomplice and lure young cuties into his van for him to torment. He took me to the mall with him to watch all the pretty girls coming and going. I kept my hand on his cock as he watched them and when it got really hard, I knew which girl he wanted. I lured her over to me and we tossed her in the back and drove down an old dirt road so daddy could have his fun. I sat on her face and made her lick my pussy while daddy force fucked her tight bald cunnie. You could tell she was a virgin the way she bled when daddy stuck his dick into her. He’s a very sadistic man though, and force fucking her little pussy wasn’t enough to make daddy shoot his load. Instead, I had to take a knife, sharp as sin, and plunge it into her belly and slice her open from her pelvis to her chest. I could see daddy’s cock pumping in and out of her. I reached into her bloody guts and started to stroke him as he fucked her. I had never seen daddy cum as hard as he did that day in that poor girl’s guts.

Bondage Phone Sex Upside Down

bondage phone sexHe told me he was a fan of bondage phone sex. He told me that for my time as his BDSM slave, he would give me a bag of coke. He had me at bag of coke. I am a coke whore. It always leads me down dangerous avenues, however. I should have known better. When I arrived, I was hit over the head. I didn’t see it coming. I woke up hanging upside down, bound in an extremely awkward position. The guy I agreed to meet, was waiting for me with his monster cock out. He skull fucked me while I was dangling in the air upside down. Blood was trickling down my face from the blow to the head. Turns out he enjoyed my blood dripping on his dick. He said blood is great lube. I knew I was in over my head. I thought I was having some BDSM fun not snuff sex. I figured some whips and chains, and restraints, but he was strangling me and fucking me so hard I puked on his dick. Because of the position I was in, I ended up swallowing most of my own puke, which made me puke again. He was laughing at what a disgusting whore I was. I tried to think about the coke, but he was fucking me so hard from an upside-down position that I kept passing out. The head wound compounded my dizzy feeling. Eventually, he grew bored with me. He had cum so much he couldn’t cum anymore. I was dizzy, sore and bleeding from my head, so I was happy to be set free, but that didn’t happen until the next morning. He kept me to mutilate my tits and my clit. This was a far cry from some BDSM fun. It was torture sex.

Slice and dice me

torutre sexTorture sex with me is a fantasy come true. You want to slice and dice me while you are fucking me. You see all the blood drip from my skin. The lesions alone turn you on. Watching me get hurt and seeing me scream bloody murder makes you want to fuck me harder. The more I beg, the more you want to be harder on me instead. I know that me being all black in blue in the morning will have you wanting to go for round two. As long as you are happy I am okay with whatever you want from me. I am your victim forever. I might as well accept my role in life from now on anyways. I can’t wait to make you proud.