Category: Torture sex

Castration Phone Sex: Lorena Bobbit is My Hero

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is one of my favorite things. I have a philosophy. Not every man deserves to have balls. They don’t all deserve a cock either. Testicles and dicks are a privilege not a right. So, if I meet you and decide you don’t deserve your balls or your cock, I will take one or the other or both. Chuck was a unique case. He was a special kind of douchebag idiot. I was minding my own business at the bar when him and his friend stood near me. They were discussing the Amazon documentary on Lorena Bobbitt. She is a hero of mine. This douchebag was saying stupid shit like you can’t force yourself on your wife because she is your property. His level of stupidity was mind numbing. He also said she Lorena deserved the death penalty for taking her husband’s dick. I knew, I had to do to him what Lorena did to John. I waited for his drunk ass to come out of the bar. He looked like a last call sort of guy. He stumbled out of the bar, dropped his keys at his car, which gave me the advantage point. I whacked him on the head and pushed him in the car. I drove to a junkie hotel. I was planning on giving him a hot shot, but not until he saw me take his cock and balls with a rusty old knife. I wanted him to feel the pain too. He screamed like a bitch. Even drunk as a skunk, he felt me lob his cock and balls off. He was bleeding everywhere. I had no intention of saving him. Normally, I cauterize the wound, but this dipshit didn’t deserve to live, so he could spew his ignorance. I let him bleed out a painful death, then I gave him the hot shot. Nothing but junkies at that motel. No one would be a reliable witness and the police would just think he stiffed a whore. He got what he deserved.

Snuff Porn Punishment

snuff pornMy punishment was snuff porn. I didn’t have to make it. I had to be the star of one. I cheated on him. He put a tracker on my car and busted me with my trainer. I was in trouble. He had always told me that if I cheated on him, I would wish I was dead.  He was right, too. He dragged me by the hair from my lover’s bed. I was half clothed, but he didn’t care that he was making a spectacle. And no one cared about a half-naked blonde bimbo. When we got back to his place, he tossed me in his basement. It was dark and musky. I was terrified. I don’t like the dark. I felt things crawling on me. Spiders and those creepy house centipedes were swarming my body. I felt sick. I screamed for hours. I tried to flick them off me. He knew my fears and used it against me. He asked me if I was sorry yet. I told him I would do anything to make it up to him. Anything. I would rather be dead than in that basement full of creepy crawlers. He released me, but it was not a better fate. Just one less heart pounding for me. I am a pain slut; I could handle the whipping better. He strung me upside down from a banister and whipped me for so long, my flesh tore from my body. It was like being a black slave in the late 1800s. He left huge gashes in my flesh. No way I won’t be scarred for life from that. He left me hanging upside down bleeding overnight. The next morning, he cut me down and made me breakfast like nothing had happened. This taboo phone sex slut is dating a sociopath. I will never escape him.

Ass Rape Porn Torture

ass rape pornThere are ass rape porn videos that I watch that get me wet. Then there are others that make me cringe in pain. My dealer loves ass torture porn. I was sucking his big black cock when one came on of a woman getting double fisted and I felt his cock twitch in my mouth. I couldn’t see the screen, but he narrated it for me, and I knew I was in trouble because the way his cock was reacting in my mouth. He nutted in my mouth, then summoned a few of his dealers who were dividing coke in the back. They love to help him abuse his favorite slave. Black men love having white slaves. They love fisting them too. I begged for some lube. Black me have big hands to go with their big cocks. They laughed at me and said, “We don’t want you to enjoy it whore.” At that moment, I knew I was doomed. Two fists went in my ass at once, then two more popped in my cunt. I had four fists, and not just any fists either. Big black fists inside my tiniest holes. Torture sex to the extreme is the only way to describe it. I was bleeding, gapped and covered in my own shit by the time they were done. Humiliated and sore, I curled up in a ball to recuperate, but they just pissed on me.

Missing His Black Pussy Sex Slave

He isn’t going to tell me but I know my master missed me. The way he talked about that other slave I could tell he now knows this chocolate pussy sex slave is everything he could have ever asked for. He called me down from my room and told me he wanted to talk to me. He told me he now understands he has it good with me. That I am above average when it comes to being the perfect sex slave. Now, not only does he want me to be his sex slave, he wants me to be his accomplice.Torture phone sex My master told me every other week we will train other sex slaves, the ones that are not making their masters happy. We will take them for a week and turn them into the best sex slaves they can be. I mean, these girls have no choice. They are slaves to their masters. I do not understand how someone could be bad at it. I know some girls have died from being horrible sex slaves to their masters. I guess some masters would rather not kill off their slaves. My master told me while I am an accomplice to his training operation I will not be a slave. He said the moment we are done, I better go back to being his black fuck slave or there will be punishments. Oh, if master only knew how much this black slave cunt throbbed every time I felt him abusing me for his pleasure. Calling me a nigger whore, telling me I do not deserve such a fine thick white cock, all while he is punishing my aching cunt and asshole. Master said we will get our first sex slave tomorrow. I am excited, yes I love being abused and tortured by my master but their is something about being able to do the same to a slave whore that has my clit pulsing with extasy. I will know for sure tomorrow.

Good Girls Get Punished

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Daddy had big plans for me. Big sadistic plans. He has been grooming me to be his perfect evil accomplice whore. Unfortunately for me, I couldn’t be the perfect whore for Daddy. I was squeamish around blood, unable to mutilate, slash or play in Daddy’s sadistic teen rape fantasies. Daddy says I was too much of a little good girl, and good girls like me get punished. Daddy says that I will be in a world of pain for my insolence. He stripped me naked and pushed me to my knees. I had to gag on daddy’s fat cock while he punched my head until it bled. Then daddy forced me to bow before him and beg for forgiveness while he punished my ass and cunt with harsh cracks of his whip. My poor cunnie swelled and burned with pain and daddy split my skin open. Good girls like me deserve to be beaten, daddy says. My little body collapsed from his blows. Next time I will learn to play with daddy’s little snuff sluts like the sadistic whore he wants me to be.

We love Sex with dead bodies

 


sex with dead bodies

I joined a sorority because my boyfriend wanted me to lure dumb sluts. I died my hair blonde wore too much makeup and way too much pink. I was sick of it all, but I will do anything for my partner in crime. Love makes you do dumb things. I brought over a ton of laced sweets. I wanted them to die nice and slowly. I like poisoning dumb sluts. My boyfriend has a thing about fucking and having sex with dead bodies, and I love to masturbate watching. We are sick fucks a surely do belong together. There’s nothing better than watching prissy princess die slowly and painfully. I like watching him fuck the life out of you. Seeing you take your last breath is the best. 

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.

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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.