Category: Torture sex

Rape phone sex fantasies is what my unc will get out of desperate druggy whores

Since my unc was hot, it was easy for him to get his Rape phone sex fantasies he needed. “I just want to see your cock” bitch mommies would say to him. “Only way you’ll see my dick is if I fuck your daughter” he always replied. The fact that they were worthless druggy whores made it easy for them to give up their brats. “Expose their little body and bald pussy for me” my unc would say with a sadistic look in his face.

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Right away they did as he wanted. He was hotter than any guy their druggy ass could get. As soon as she was naked and crying, her own mommy held her down. Then my unc got in between ther legs. Right away, my uncle wraps his hands around her little neck. Finally, her mommy gets to see my uncle’s big dick. But she sees it ripping her little daughters pussy open. The harder he wraps his hands around her neck, the tighter her pussy squeezes around his cock.

“Fuck my daughter hard,” her druggy mommy says as she hits the pipe. “Your cock looks even bigger now” she said licking her lips. My uncle just kept fucking her tight little cunt. After a bit more fucking my uncle pulls out his bloody cock out of her cunt. She couldn’t breathe, so she had passed out. But his favorite part is wake her up with his big pcock. The way he does it is by ramming his cock in her tight little asshole. When she screams in pain her mommy covers her mouth up by blowing smoke into her mouth. “That will make her enjoy it” she says while laughing. Anything to get to be around my hot uncle. 

Rena Loves Her Evil Torture Phone Sex Callers and How Nasty They Get

Torture phone sexI’m a fucking whore for torture phone

sex and kidnapping, baby. There’s nothing that gets me going more than watching a woman suffer and knowing that my words are the only thing keeping her alive. The power trip is unreal, having some poor soul at my mercy while their significant other watches on helplessly, begging me to let him cum all over his wife or girlfriend as she screams in agony.

It’s like being God himself, deciding who lives and who dies with just the stroke of my cock. And when it comes time to drain those balls? Oh man… there’s nothing quite like hearing that sweet release as they shoot their load all over the person they love most in this world – right before I end it for them both. It’s twisted as fuck but it turns me on something fierce! So yeah, sign me up to be your snuff phone sex whore anytime you need an evil little helper to make sure everyone has a good time… even if it means ending someone else’s life along the way.

I’m not gonna lie, hearing those pleasurable moans and seeing the fear in their eyes as they wait for me to give permission is like an aphrodisiac. It makes my pussy wet just thinking about it. And when they finally do cum? Oh man… there’s nothing quite like feeling that hot jizz hit my skin or watching it drip down onto the person below us.

It’s a rush unlike any other, knowing that I have complete control over someone else’s pleasure and pain. So yeah, if you need someone to help take your fantasies of torture sex and snuff play to the next level, consider me your girl! Just remember – safety first (for me at least). We don’t want anyone getting hurt during our little fun times now do we?

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies of Suffocating Sleeping Sluts

rape phone sex fantasiesYour rape phone sex fantasies include a ski mask, a plastic bag, and a naked whore who’s going to take your cock. And hot nights like these are the perfect nights to strike. It’s way too hot to be sleeping in panties and AC is too expensive to be running at night. I was in bed cuddled up with my pillow with a dildo stuck in my ass. That’s how you knew you picked the right whore to get your nut off in.

You spit on the dildo and push it deeper into my asshole. I moan and push back on the cock inside. You pull out your hard dick and get behind me. Then you slide the dildo out of my ass and push your cock inside of me instead. It feels so good. My asshole is milking your dick instintually. You reach into your pocket and pull out the plastic bag. You’re careful. You slowly slide the bag over my head, you get a good grip, and then you pull the bag as tight as you can.

Suffocation Phone Sex Makes Your Cock So Much Harder

That’s what finally wakes me up. You use the bag for grip and slam your cock in my ass hard. My asshole gets tighter around your dick. You can feel my heart beat through my asshole while I thrash around and try to get you off of me. The adrenaline is rushing so you squeeze tighter. You roll over ontop of me and pull my head backwards with the bag while you ram your dick deeper into my pussy instead.

My hands rip through the bag. But you just wrap it around my throat and squeeze tight. From suffocation to strangulation. My cunt is just as tight as my asshole is. You can only get a few strokes into that sloppy wet cunt before ropes of jizz shoot into my pussy. Just as I start to lose consciousness. The only question now is what are you going to do to me while you wait for round two. 8826

Bondage Phone Sex Gets Dangerous and Painful

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex takes a different spin with me. Men never just tie me up in the basic poses. In fact, if a man wants to tie me up in exchange for coke, I always know it will be more than just bondage. No man in the seedy world of snuff makers and drug dealers just ties up a woman. They violate her horribly while tied up in my world. But a whore’s gotta do what a whore’s gotta do to score coke.

I felt desperate for coke, and this guy on the dark net posted an ad for extreme bondage. Perhaps, I should have used some common sense, but I always get blinded by my need for cocaine. When I arrived at the address he gave me, I had that nagging feeling that I should run for the hills. But that did not happen. My tunnel vision for coke blocked my intuition. This did not look like a place where bondage occurred. However, it did appear to be a place where snuff movies get made. And where girls go to die.

He Tortured My Body with Piping Hot Candle Wax

I just hoped my 9 lives had not run out yet. At first, I thought this might not be so bad after all. The man who placed the ad tied me to this table. I figured maybe he would cum on me or fuck a hole. Maybe even just gaze at me. But he got out a bunch of candles and started pouring hot wax on me. So much wax that I thought he might burn my flesh off. I guess I complained too much, and he shoved a lit thick candle in my mouth to mute me. As wax dripped on my face, I fought the tears.

It felt like torture sex not bondage. But after the wax play ended, he moved me to some swing contraption which he claimed assisted bondage.  He contorted my body backwards to skull fuck me. My body felt wrecked afterwards. Although I did make it out of this dungeon alive, now my back hurts and I have small burn spots from the piping hot wax all over my body. Good thing I have coke now. I am going to need it for my recovery.

The more Torture sex, the more power you gain

Torture sexTorture sex with the purest virgin is the ultimate sacrifice to our dark lord Satan. My Master always says to get the attention of the almighty Satan you have to go all out. Not only does he fuck and torture me for hours on end but he also picks out a sweet little thing to join us. She is lucky to be released to Satan, I’ve been dreaming of the day when I can feel his burning cock deep in me forever.

Household pets and small animals are not enough to satisfy the great beast. The best way is to create intense suffering and indulge in every lustful desire. I am expected to perform all sorts of degrading acts with Master’s followers and the offerings they bring. I am fucked by all kinds of cocks and tortured as if we are in the dark ages.

I am the opening act, after my performance, the virgin sacrifice is dragged in, kicking and screaming. My Master likes to snuff them out in all sorts of ways but his favorite recently is beheading. He told me they are aware for a while before they go to hell. He likes to shove his cock in their mouths and really give them a skull fucking right before lights out. I hope I succumb to my death with the most extreme Blasphemy sex!

 

Gothic Phone Sex Season Has Arrived and I am Ready to Kill

gothic phone sexGothic phone sex season has arrived. And no one is more excited than me. The spooky season makes it so much easier to kidnap people and do very bad things to them. Lots of costume parties and drunk men and women makes finding prey easier. And I am all prepared with my costumes and knives to blend in as Halloween festivities approach.

I am committed to killing at least one person a day until November 1st.  Last year I hit a record of 62 kills between September and October. However, this year I want to up that number.  And last night seemed like a perfect and bloody way to start snuff sex season. I found a drunk coed all dressed up like Harley Quinn. I guess some college bar in the next county over hosted an early costume party. But I blended in. Everyone thought I had dressed like Wednesday Addams. But this is my everyday look. I blend in during Halloween season.

Spooky Season Makes It Easier To Kill

When I saw this drunk bimbo coed stumbling out of the bar, I knew she was the one. Easy prey. The bitch tried to get into her car but put the key in the wrong car. I watched her for a few minutes before I pretended to be an off-duty Uber driver and got her in my car. Serial killer Ted Bundy inspired me. The back of my car has no door handles on the inside. However, this coed seemed too drunk to realize it. She passed out in the back seat before I got her to her final destination.

She did not weigh much, so I tossed her over my shoulder and carried her to my underground dungeon like a sack of potatoes. Tied her up, stripped her naked and waited for her to wake up. Killer phone sex is not fun for me if you sleep through it. She seemed disoriented and confused. So, I explained what a dumb cunt she had been. And then I sexually mutilated her tits, cunt and ass. Destroyed all her holes with very sharp knives. Eventually, I dismembered her slowly and fed her limb by limb to the wild animals behind my house.

No one will know where to look for her. Perhaps, no one will even miss her. But I know that no one will find her if the do miss the dumb cunt.

Uncles Do the Nastiest Things: A Necro-fuckfest

Torture sex You sick fuck, you want the dark stuff? The really twisted shit? Well, listen up, because your perverted uncle’s about to show you the time of your life.

A young, innocent lad—a mere sniveling child—who happens to wander into Uncle’s sinister sights. With a sweet tooth and a curious mind, he’s an easy target. A flash of candy, a glimpse of a toy, and he’s done for.

Before he knows it, he’s knocked out colder than a polar bear’s balls. When he comes to, he finds himself tied up, naked, and at the mercy of two real monsters.

Uncle has a twisted mindset. He doesn’t discriminate against age—a hole’s a hole, right? So, this poor kid’s in for a world of hurt. While he’s still groggy, Uncle reveals his true colors, brutal and sadistic, cunningly slapping the boy with his enormous cock.

The kid’s screams are muzzled as Uncle mounts him, forcing his massive shaft down the lad’s throat. Choking, gagging—the boy’s eyes bulge out of his head. But Uncle’s just getting started, and commands me, his willing niece, to muffle the boy’s screams.

I obey, pushing the pillow hard against his mouth, suffocating him as Uncle mercilessly pounds his tight, virgin asshole. The boy’s struggles grow weaker, and his cries for help are muffled. But Uncle’s lust knows no bounds. He pounds and pounds, ripping apart that delicate little hole.

You guessed it—this kid won’t be coming home. Uncle’s lust for dead flesh has prevailed. He fills the boy’s warm, limp body with his seed, grunting in satisfaction. And when the sun rises, we’re left with a chilling tale of depravity.

So, there you have it—a night of pure, unadulterated evil. And you know what they say—blood’s thicker than water.

Home Invasion Phone Sex Violation of the Best Butt Whore

Home Invasion Phone Sex is something of a fantasy fueled dream. The thoughts that run through my tortured porn whore brain is exciting. Nothing really makes me wet like some great violent ass fucking.

After all is said and done, while I lay in a pool of body fluids and blood, I am horny for more. I get up and look at my cunt so raw and pink. Then I examine my red, and blue bruised up tits. My did these guys enjoy them.

Finally I turn around and get a look at my ass. The plump ass cheeks are so red and welted. Then that butthole of mine. Obviously my ass took a great deal of pounding. Goodness though, I want more!

At that very moment there was a pounding on my door. Without a thought I went and answered. Of course I was still naked and all fucked up and covered in sperm and blood. But it didn’t matter. They were back to take more from the whore on the floor.

Home Invasion Phone Sex

Torture sex for young holes from unc

Little cocks aren’t safe from Torture sex either. My unc was sadistic and didn’t care. A hole was a hole, even a young slutboy wasnt safe. So when he saw a young dummy playing along outside, he took him. It wasn’t hard either. My uncle just flashed some candy and a toy truck. It was nothing for him to knock him out. When he woke up my uncle already had me tie him up and undress him. “Dumb little guys like you will always end up being used and treated like a bitch” my unc said as he slapped him with his cock.

Before he could scream, my uncle’s cock was choking him. After some gagging and choking he passed out. “Time to wake him up” my unc says as he gets behind him. “Cover his mouth with the pillow” he demanded me to do. I knew he was going to have me suffocate him. But there is nothing I can do. Therefore, I pushed the pillow in his face. Then my uncle pushed his cock deep in his little asshole. He woke up screaming into the pillow. “Push harder, keep him quiet” he grunted as he ripped his little butt hole open.

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Since my uncle was fucking him hard, I had to push on the pillow hard too. It was making it hard for him to breathe, but my uncle just told me to keep going. His little body was wailing hard. My uncle’s cock just kept getting pushed deeper inside him. Soon he stopped moving and I knew I had snuffed him. “Fuck they feel better when they are limp” my uncle grunted as i watched him Sex with dead bodies. After more hard pounding, he moaned, I knew he was filling up that young limp body. Soon my uncle was hard again. I watched him pound his limp body throughout the whole night. Then he forced me to help him get rid of the body.

Knife Play Phone Sex Cuts You To the Bone

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex cuts you to the bone with me. And I do mean that literally. This little sissy bitch found me on the dark web. And I guess he did not read all the details about me when he reached out to me on my burner cell to book me for some extreme cock and ball torture. I’m a sadistic bitch who sees very little value in a man’s junk, especially a sissy’s junk.

This loser paid a hefty sum for alone time with me. I brought my knife collection too. Honestly, no clue what he thought might occur during our session. He wanted me to peg his ass. And I explained pegging seemed a little too vanilla for someone who goes by the wicked butcher on the dark net. I am into extreme cock and ball torture sex. When I mentioned it felt more natural for me to neuter him, he acted like he did not know I was that wicked.

And he tried to get a refund. Nope. No refunds. And it’s in the fine print he signed online. I asked him if he was that dumb to think he paid a few grand to get pegged? That vanilla shit you can find anywhere for free. Most women will willingly peg a man’s ass and not even consider slicing the sissy’s balls off in the process. But I am not most women. Never will be either.

I am a Wicked Butcher, So No Vanilla Shit Ever With Me

When he tried to run for the door, I tossed a knife to hit him in his sissy ass. And that brought him to his knees. As he screamed in pain, I mocked him. His pain had only just begun. I dragged him to my medieval rack and bound him too it. And a few cranks had his body in a tortuous state. But that was my purpose. Even wiggling an inch would cause pain and maybe even break a bone. I turned on my camera. Perhaps along with the castration phone sex, I thought I might make an educational movie about what happens to dumb assess.

I did not even use a castration band. No mercy for a stupid apparently illiterate sissy bitch who did not understand what he paid me for. Always read bios before you pay a woman for anything. I cut his balls off and let him bleed all over my nice torture rack. I can hose the rack off.

But him? Well, he did not survive. He bled a lot, went into shock and had a heart attack, I think. Although cutting your balls off hurts and creates a decent blood loss if not cauterized quickly, that alone won’t kill you. So, he went out a pansy. He could not even handle some blood loss. Way in over his head. But not my problem anymore. I fed him to the wild animals.