Category: Torture sex

Snuff Sex Secretary

Snuff sex was not even on my mind when I temped as a secretary last week. I have been supplementing my income with all sorts of gigs this past year. When I saw an ad for $3,000 for five days of answering phones, I thought hell yes. That is easy money. I can look good at a front desk. I can answer a phone sexy as fuck too. I should have known it was too good to be true. It was way too good to be true. The boss guy wanted a pretty bimbo, but not to answer phones. He wanted a pretty bimbo to slaughter. There was no one else in the office. It was him and me. I was duped. He tied me to an office desk and stripped me naked. With my big fake boobs exposed, he whipped them with his belt. He was slaughtering my tits. The big brass belt buckled slashed the tender skin on my breasts. Bright red blood streaks dripped down my stomach. He was just getting started. He whipped my cunt too. That belt buckle felt like being beat with cotton candy on my tits compared to what it felt like on my cunt. I was begging for mercy as the flesh on my pussy flew off in chunks. By the time he was done, my cunt looked like a grenade had exploded inside it. My pelvic bone was exposed.  I was crying and convulsing. I think I went into shock from the pain. I was sitting in a pool of my blood and a pile of my flesh. Then he started punching me in the face. Broke my nose. My eyes swelled up so I could not see out of them anymore. I was coming in and out of consciousness. This was not worth the $3,000 if I survived. This was a snuff porn not a secretary gig. Sometimes, I am so dumb.

Taboo phone sex is a wild ride

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Craving taboo phone sex and can’t get those filthy thoughts out of your mind? You know you’re one sick fuck, and I want to help you bring those wicked desires out. You’ve often thought about the girl next door and have wanted so badly to sneak into her house and make her take your cock. You love being a sick fuck so let me help you.

I want to befriend that slut and have you over. Let’s get her all fucked up that she doesn’t even know where she’s at. I love a high whore who is out of it completely. I want to strip her down and make you take out all your frustrations on her. I want to see her body shiver when you stick that rod in her and fuck her rough. Make the little slut lose herself. Make her obsessed with getting violated and used. Let’s make sure she craves cock and lots of drugs from now on, and we’ll make her a good cum rag together.

Knife Play Phone Sex is My Weapon of Choice

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex is my poison. When I have any weapon to choose from, I pick a knife every time.  Knives require skills. Knives make the fight fairer and I like a good fight. A woman with a gun is no fun. One pull of the trigger and the victim is dead. I like to prolong the imminent death. The thrill for me is in the hunt and the torture. I never just stab without some foreplay. My knives allow me to perform a variety of tasks too. I can cut. I can castrate. I can inflict pain. I can gut. I can kill. One instrument, so many ways to have fun. This weekend, my knives were used for castration phone sex. Nothing I enjoy more than taking a worthless pair of nuts. I caught this guy spiking girls’ drinks when they went to the bathroom in this bar I was at. I knew then he was my target for the night. I was not his type, but once I warned the other girls subtly, he was left with me. I got my inspiration from this movie Promising Young Woman. I am never a victim. I will protect other women though from predatory assholes. This looser was a short fat fuck. These women, myself included, were well out of his league. I acted drunk, but we never made it to his place. I took his balls in his car. Okay, I did more than take his balls. I gutted the predator like a pig. I took his balls while he was still alive though, so he would feel the pain. I taunted him with his balls too. I shoved them in his mouth while I turned him into a snuff porn star in his own car. I took his balls and killed him all with knives. One predator down, many more to go.

 

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies: How Would You Kill Me?

killer phone sexI love killer phone sex calls. There are a million ways to die, right? How would you kill me? I have been in the dark desires business for a decade. From simulated fetish modeling to phone sex, I have heard a lot of creative and painful ways to die. How would you kill me? Men always ask me about my favorite way to die and I just tell them to make it bloody and brutal. I am a pain slut so I crave the more vicious deaths. I do not want to die only one way over and over. Where is the fun in that? I will admit, however, I am a fan of creativity. And many of my regular callers are creative in their ways to kill me. I have a caller into Gothic fantasies, so it is always a creative vampire fantasy. I get wet thinking about a sexy vampire making me his eternal lover. Vampires are my favorite monsters. They are definitely the sexiest monsters. Who wants fucked by a zombie, LOL? I have another caller who enjoys gruesome and bloody executions. He brings his love for the medieval era to my deaths, so I get the rack or the guillotine. Often, I am begging to die for him. I must prove I am serious and worthy of a violent death. I mutilate myself for his pleasure. I would gut myself for some of you too. And another caller is very creative with his technology. He likes to kill me with orgasms. He injects me with nanonets. They are these tiny robot-like things that are injected into your blood stream and can do things like cause your heart to stop when you cum. I am often imprisoned for a crime and forced to die in a public execution. My callers kill me like I am in a snuff porn with them. That is why I love this job so much. There are a million ways to die.

Home invasion phone sex Awake and Drugged

Just before sunrise I felt hands on me while I was barely able to wake-up. I was unable to comprehend I was experiencing Home invasion phone sex. The prior night I had a date. Honestly I don’t remember much. I don’t think we left my apartment. He brought some stuff for martinis and made one for me. The next thing i know I am waking up to three large men in my apartment. The guy from my date didn’t appear to be there. I think I must have been tricked.

The night was completely erased from my memory. I was fuzzy, sore and I looked down to see my naked battered and bruised body. My face and mouth were so sore. When I tried to get up to go to the bathroom, I couldn’t move. I looked down and saw a lot of blood under and on me. Slowly as I started to wake up more, my holes were being violated still and I felt stinging pain in my ass and pussy. It seems I was being used all night while drugged up.

Home invasion phone sex

Snuff movies and good sex

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I have always been a wild one, and I never was prim and proper. I’d hate to be a boring whore. I like to snuff movies, hot sex, and tons of coke and vodka. My idea of a good time does not remember anything but the best fuck ever. I can be wasted and high of my mind, but if I am having a great time and getting good cock I will remember my orgasm precisely. I like to be so deep in my haze state that I get a cock to fuck me. That’s so good that I cum the hardest ever, and it’s ingrained in my memory. My tight little pussy craves torture and craves to be stuffed. I love to be submissive to men and dominate women. There’s nothing I love more than that. I enjoy being the whore that completely ruins women and bow down to men as she should. I want to be able to fulfill all my naughty desires.

Violent Phone Sex Fantasies

violent phone sexViolent phone sex fantasies. I have a few. I only have them when I am high though. I have all sorts of extreme fantasies when I am coked up. Last night, however, I was not high. I was at home alone when my stepson popped by to borrow something. My husband was at the movies with the boys, and I was watching television. He does not knock. He just comes inside and helps himself to whatever he wants, including his father’s wife. He said, “Hello, whore.” And before I could say anything, he grabbed me by my hair and pulled me off the chair. I fell with a thud on the floor. I looked up and his cock was out. I tried to crawl away from him, but he kicked me in the face. I bit my lip and blood started trickling down my face. He was laughing at me. “You cannot get away from me step mommy,” he seethed. As I tried to duck and cover my face, he picked me by my neck and tossed me down on the couch. This is when he forced his cock inside my pussy. Not the first time. He likes to act often on his rape phone sex fantasies for his red headed stepmom. He only fucks me brutally. He never uses lube. He never goes gently. And he always cums inside me. I was crying and bleeding from my mouth and my pussy. He just kept laughing and smacking me around. Luckily, for me, he did not last forever. He pops off quickly when he is ravaging my fuck holes. I thought he was just going to fuck my pussy, but he fucked my ass too and rough anal with no lube is sadistic. He beat me, fucked me and left. I guess I was what he came to borrow from his father.

Snuff Porn Audition

snuff pornI had a snuff porn audition this week. I was in front of three men telling them why I was the best woman for their movie. The director asked to see my boobs. He wanted to make sure they had some bounce and jiggle because there would be a lot of focus on my boobs. I unveiled my big tits and bounced to show that they jiggle. I was wet. I wanted this gig. It was a violent movie. The studio is known for the most realistic snuff films in the industry. I have waited a decade for an audition. The three men, the director, the lead executioner, and the producer all wanted to feel the goods. They wanted to hear me scream, so I let off a blood curdling scream that a scream queen would have made. I impressed them again and got the part. I started the next day. I quickly found out why their snuff movies are the most popular. They are not all fake. While I was looking for the little girl’s room, I went the wrong way and saw another film being made. I thought it was like the one I was making, but I saw a guy cut off a woman’s arm and blood splattered everywhere. She started convulsing like a woman in shock. Before she stopped convulsing, they took her other arm too. Then a guy gutted her like a wild animal. While she was shaking and convulsing, blood spewed everywhere. No one had seen me yet. This was real. I was not sure if mine was going to be fake or real, but I did not want to hang around and find out. This girl was dismembered, gutted, and fucked while some masked guy filmed it. I love snuff sex, but the simulated kind. I hustled to the bathroom and went out a window. I think if I had stayed for my filming time, I would not be here today. My dark desires are going to get me killed one day.

Making Homemade Snuff Movies

snuff moviesI make homemade snuff movies. I then sell them on the dark net. Sometimes, I am paid for special requests. My viewers sometimes want to see me kill a young girl or anyone who wronged them. This guy paid me better than I could have imagined. I look at the money as bonus because I love being a wicked butcher. Killing is in my DNA. Did you know that being a sick predator can be hereditary? Part nurture and part nature explains my sadistic side. My grandpa was a sadist who experimented on his prisoners who were in his private prison. He fancied himself like a Nazi doctor. He enjoyed executions too. My dad was boring, so I think the genetic gene skipped a generation. I am like Dexter without the altruistic motives. This client wanted me to kill a teen slut. He wanted her white and privileged. That was not hard to find. I went to the high-end mall where the rich bitch teens hang out. I found a girl waiting for friends or a boyfriend. She was in designer clothes and her hair was perfect. Her nails manicured. Yea, she screamed rich teen. I sat next to her at the mall food court and spiked her Orange Julius. When she started to act drugged, I swooped in and took her to my car. She passed out in the back seat. I went to my kill shack in the woods and started live streaming her snuff sex death. I tied her up spread eagle, naked. I let him tell me what and where to do it. He was a sick as me. Carve off her budding tits. Slice her clit in two. Make her pussy wider. Every slit on her body, I sliced. She bled a lot, screamed more.  We tortured her for hours getting horny on her blood and tears. I can always use a sick accomplice phone sex partner. Is that you?

Ready to make that cock rock

sadistic phone sex

I’m into sadistic phone sex because I am quite an evil skank. I have done so many things that are quite questionable. My favorite thus far happens to be the time I made my ex-boyfriend fuck for hours on end. Actually, it ended up being like almost two whole days, technically. It was a wild thing to witness. I didn’t mind that I was potentially putting his life in danger. I popped several viagras into his shake. I ground them up and mixed them in real good to that chocolate protein shake. I was horny, and his 2 minute fucking sessions didn’t do the job. I want to go all night and all day. What can you say a girl has needs. I watched as his cock grew and instantly could tell he was ready to pound my cunt. I laughed and smirked. He knew what was up. We fucked for hours, his cock was all bruised and bloody, and that was turning me on even more.