I was dating a pro tattoo artist who had his shop. I enjoyed the perks of his big dick and also loved being able to fuck his big dick. We both shared the shared love for hurting bitches. My boyfriend’s shop was a hot commodity. Not only was it super accessible and always booked it was in the middle of a college city. We had drunk coed bitches at all hours of the night. We were also open late. Some dumb whore would come late night in packs. We had no problem roofing them up and finishing their choice of an art piece. We would lie and tell them it was mild over the counter pain reliever. They would all take it, and it would be lights out. It was a blast using them and having snuff sex with their slumber bodies. It was a fun time. I got plenty of frustration out plus lots of neat tattoos from the relationship.
Category: Torture sex
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I Was Just Creampied Nourishment
Cannibalism phone sex gets filthy hot after I get force fucked by a gang of vicious Satanic bikers. These mother fuckers accosted me and ripped my clothes off as they shoved and grabbed at me in the center of like six of these burly guys. These guys had a real spooky darkness that really creeped many out, and they acted like the true neanderthals they were as they grabbed, pinched and bit at me. I was soon being forced by them while they bit at my flesh. My throat was gnawed into a bloody mess as their huge cocks ripped and gaped my pussy and asshole. I knew this was the end of me as I saw the bright lights and cameras rolling, they were filming my demise as they fucked and devoured my flesh.
Killer Phone Sex Fantasy About Being Dismembered
As I listened to his killer phone sex fantasies intently, I got scared because I knew that soon they would not be fantasies. He talked about wanting a blonde bimbo to dismember. With no pain or numbing meds, he wanted to saw off the arms and the legs of a blonde slut. One that looked just like me. I started to run, but he over powered me. He grabbed my arm and twisted it in such a way that it snapped. I felt it break. I cried in pain. If that had been all the pain, I would have been able to endure it. What came next, was unimaginable. It was something out of a Texas Chainsaw movie. As I laid on the floor trying to move my broken arm, he fired up a chainsaw. I didn’t see it coming until my blood was splattering everywhere. I went into shock as I saw my one good arm severed from my body. He had an evil phone sex look on his face as he severed my other arm. I tried to run with severed limbs, but I slipped in my own blood. I hit my head and as I was on the floor squirming about, he cut me in two. I was eviscerated, laying in my entrails and warm blood. I would be dead soon. He waited until the moment I took my last breath before he fucked me.
Torture Sex and Sex Trafficking
Tortures sex and sex trafficking are in high demand on big sporting event days. Today, is the Kentucky Derby. I don’t know if you follow horse racing, but men get drunk, win money and want to pay for kinky shit. Sometimes it is a sweet young thing and sometimes it’s an old submissive whore. I was minding my own business walking to the local 7-11 for some cigarettes. It started pouring down rain. Some guy in a van offered me a lift and I took it. Bad choice on my part. He was not alone. Another man grabbed me and tossed me in the back where a dirty old mattress awaited me. They made a stop and a few men paid my kidnapers money and I went from a van to a moving truck. The inside was made into a torture chamber. It was a moving sex trafficking and torture truck. While I was tied up, men fucked me and zapped me with electric currents. They beat me while they fucked me. They beat me while they shocked me. They came in my face and in both my pussy and ass while watching pre race predictions on their cell phones. They were lining up their bets while using me for snuff sex. I knew I was not the only girl in peril today. Sex trafficking is big business. Men even want used up whores like me to play with too.
How do you want it
Who do you want and how do you want it tonight? There is no way I will say no to any of your wishes. I will be saying yes. Torture sex with you is the best. I like to bring over the whore you crave together we will fuck her up and make her pay. My favorite is when we took hostage your brothers girlfriend. Sierra is such a cunt. Glad we snuffed that whore up. Ever since we have been together, she has been trying to talk down to us with her bitchy ways. I had no issue fucking the slut with knives. Making her cry and denying her any pain relief. Sorry slut enjoys this painful slow death. We have done it all together.
6 Men And A Sex Slave
I am gone from my master now, I have not been sold to one master, no. I have been sold to a house full of men just waiting to tear me to pieces at any chance they get. There is a head man in charge around here and I got to say, he can slay this nigger sex slave pussy any day. He scares me and I love that shit. Not many men scare me so when I find a man that can, I become obsessed. There are 6 men total in this house. The five other men are nothing special. They talk too much and tell me what they are going to do to me and how they are going to do it. I have heard it all, so to me, those men are boring. The head man in charge though, he gives me eyes that stare straight into my soul. This is a smart, twisted man. I can tell by the way he is looking at me that he knows I like being tortured. What scares me about him is, I do not know what to expect from him. All I know is, whatever he has planned for me, my sick tortured loving nigger cunt is going to be at his every call. My old master knew what he was doing when he sold me to this man and I am going to love every minute of this new life of mine. I just know it.
knocked up slut
My master has me right where he wants me. I am his pregnant whore. Now he can pimp me out and make even more money with my skanky holes. Who knew pregnant holes were all the rave. My face being shot up was a pleasing crowd event. Now that I am with a seed deep in me I am sure all his devious friends want in on the fun. Fuck me like the slut I am and have torture sex with me. Don’t be gentle, please. Take out all your frustration and anger out on me. Bring your knives and slowly tear me up. Fuck my slit and leave it all bloody and ruined. I will thank you of course. I can’t forget to be grateful for all the pain I get.
Castration Phone Sex
Castration phone sex is popular on Sundays. I think men get to praying for a bigger dick; praying to be a better man and they can’t do that with a shrimp dick. Little dick losers pray at my evil alter. I don’t have empathy only contempt for small dick losers. I met Tom at a bar. We had corresponded via the dark net for months. I was encouraging him to chop off his balls. He took some convincing, but he agreed. When I came down to doing it, however, he struggled. He botched it, and only nicked his left testicle. That was when he started asking me for more than just encouragement. He wanted my help with chopping off his nuggets. I told him that would cost him. We agreed to meet. Last night, was the last day he had balls. I took him to my castration chamber after a few drinks at the bar. I explained that my castration chair was an old prison executioner chair modified to chop off balls. I gave him a shot of whiskey and strapped him in. For a clean castration, no movement can occur, or I might take the cock too. I separated his balls from his dick. I use a castration band like they do with sheep and cattle. The circulation is cut off, numbing the balls. This makes it easier to whack them off. I wanted to give him a clean cut. I used sterile medical grade scissors and snip snip the balls. It is torture sex. It hurts no matter what, just hurts less when I do it properly. Jack asses get a dirty castration with serious risk of infection. For Tom, I used a soldering iron to cauterize the wound. I’m no surgeon. He will have a nasty jagged scar, but he will live a eunuch’s life from here on out.
torture sex with the maintenance man
My maintenance man wanted a piece of me. I knew he has been lusting after me for a while. One day I needed his help after hours. I called the after-hours emergency number. My a.c was leaking. Luckily he was able to come in and fix it, but after he set the a.c, he wanted something else. I could see from the look in his eyes; he meant business. My heart started to race as he came nearer to me. I was worried I was going to be used. I wish that were all that happened. My guess is he had been drinking for hours and wanted to act on his fantasy. I never gave him the time of day. You can say this was revenge for that. I would ignore his advances and never participate in his small talk. The maintenance man grabbed me and started to beat me up. Torture sex for hours was what I got from him. I ended up being used so bad I couldn’t think straight or walk well for weeks.
Better blowjobs for daddy
I’m my daddy’s cock sucking slave. He expects me to suck his dick whenever and wherever, or else. Daddy got drunk last night and wanted to fuck my mouth, but my teeth kept getting in the way of his thick cock. He was horny, drunk, and enraged, so he took it out all on me. He punched me hard in the mouth and knocked out three of my teeth, filling my mouth with blood. That’s where daddy got a horrible idea. He dragged me by my hair to the garage and found a pair of pliers. He pulled out each of my teeth one by one. My mouth was a bloody, drooling ruin by the time he was done with his sick plan. He stuck his cock into my bloody toothless mouth and started to fuck my face. I screamed in pain as blood and drool dribbled out of my mouth onto his cock, but that only made him fuck me harder.