Category: Torture sex

Cannibalism Phone Sex Victim for My New Destiny

Cannibalism phone sex is my future. When I came across this ad for using a hot stripper whore, I got excited. Honestly, I thought it was the usual add on the dark web. Generally, these guys went to little rape victim fantasy. Sometimes it’s for film, snuffing a bimbo.
However, as the correspondences began, it seemed something more sinister. Ultimately it appeared he was arranging a feast. Evidently I was the Central focus of the feast. My luscious stripper tits, juicy ass and delicious thighs are to be presented like a turkey dinner.

This guy is a gourmet chef. The attendees of the feast are foodies of a sinister kind. Coincidentally I will be dressed like a luscious plump meal in the center of a table. As they based me in olive oil simmer my fleshy body in a tasty bouillon they discuss all of the seasonings. They are going to use on me.

now the most exciting part of this is the fact that I will still be aware. My head will sit in the table, watching as my body is sliced into delicious pieces of meat. Plump ass meat, juicy Cunt meat, nice meaty thighs, and oh the wonderful delicious breast meat.

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Knife play phone sex is where you find likeminded pervs

I found a nasty pervert who uses Knife play phone sex to find like mind birches. That’s because once he lures young sluts to his place he pulls his knife out. The fear in their eye makes your cock stiff. Once you get to have control over a young slut with your weapon at hand, you feel powerful. First you tie them up and I’m here to give you a hand. I learned growing up how fun it is to watch them struggle. Thinking they have a chance always makes it better. Usually that gets your cock stiff.

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After that you use the knife to cut all her clothes off. Feeling the knife so close to their skin puts the fear in them and makes them easy to manipulate. “Open your mouth” you say as you point the blade her direction. She opens her trembling mouth and right away you ram your cock in her mouth. Since she didn’t expect that she chokes and gags on your cock. “Come on eat my cock bitch” you grunt as you continue fucking her mouth. I know that is just the beginning.

Therefore, I understand and get ready to be able to join the abuse. You do need and accomplice and I was raised to be one. After your cock starts leaking you put the knife to her throat again. “Pick which hole you want me to use for my Rape phone sex fantasies” you say mischievously.  She didn’t want to choose but then you started to dig the knife into her slide a bit. Once she felt the sting from the knife cutting her, she was even more scared.

“Since you won’t choose I will” you say as you force her legs open and push your cock deep in her ass. While she screamed, you ripped her ass open. So, I just sat my cunt on her face like my uncle raised me to do when he torture fucked young sluts. Watching you rip her little ass open and smelling the blood dripping down reminded me of all the times my uncle would torture fuck slut. The rest of the night was spent with you playing with your knife to get the young slut to do whatever you want. 

Knife Play Phone Sex Requires More Skill Than Guns

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex always turns me on. Knives remain my best friends. They protect me. And the provide me with so much joy. People who kill with guns, I think are pussies. You just need good aim. And you don’t even need that if you get close to your victim. However, knives require skill. Knives make the fight more even too. Hunters bragging about their kills, I cannot stand. The animal did not stand a chance. They never saw you coming.

I like to look my prey in the eye as I stab them. Never animals though. I would never harm an animal. They make the best accomplices. Since I built my underground torture sex bunker, I rarely visit my kill shack anymore. But I felt nostalgic over the weekend.

My little shack in the woods that my grandfather left me allowed me to practice my knife skills. And allowed me to improve my disposal skills. In that cabin, I discovered that wildlife made the perfect accomplices. They ate my victims.

Knives Require Skill, Patience and Precision

So, this tool I drugged and took to my cabin allowed me to reminisce. My cabin remains off the grid. It served as my grandpa’s fishing cabin and kill shack too. They say the killer gene skips generations. I miss him so much. He taught me everyone I know about murder and torture. And doing both under the radar. No bodies, no crime. This guy I brought to my kill shack sexually assaulted a fellow Goth chick. And I could not let that slide. Hurt one of my own and I kill you.

When he woke up, I had him tied up. I read him his list of crimes, and then carved up his cock and balls. When I told him I thought he deserved castration phone sex, he pissed himself. Although he tried to apologize, nothing he said could make me change my mind. I did not plan on letting him live. But I just enjoy mutilating junk first.

Men get this look of horror on their faces when my knife gets close to their balls. I tortured his worthless cock and balls for hours before I slit his throat and tossed him to the bears and coyotes. Let this be a lesson men. I punish and kill sexual predators. I make the world safer for women.

Church Ravishment: A Satanic Sacrilege Blasphemy sex

Blasphemy sexReady to embark on a journey that’ll make the devil blush? Good, ’cause we’re diving into the deepest depths of religious degeneracy!

First things first, we’re finding the biggest, badass church around. Pulpit? Ours to fuck on. Confessional? A kinky capsule for forbidden pleasures. And that Virgin Mary statue? She’s getting some unexpected attention!We’ll coat the church in our cum—a sacred offering to the gods of debauchery. And when we’re spent, we’ll move on to the next house of worship, leaving a trail of devastation in our wake.Fucking on the cross—now that’s what I call extreme! We’re condemning ourselves to hell, but hey, what a wild ride it’ll be. Satan, aka the real MVP, will be waiting with open arms.

But wait, there’s a twist! I’ll leave you hanging Priest, because Lucifer himself will be my new main squeeze. That’s right, I’m going full demonic!The choir boys and girls aren’t safe either. Their angelic voices will echo through the church no more—instead, they’ll scream in ecstasy. Their white robes will be stained—a testament to their deflowering.The phone will drip with evil, decadent desires. You’ll crawl under me, lick my pussy, and beg for more. Because that’s what you are—a little bitch in heat.

And when Satan’s cum fills me up, you’ll lap it out, worshiping his demonic prowess. ‘Oh God’ won’t be muttered—instead, ‘Hail Satan’ will echo through the chambers.

A new world order, a devilish dynasty—join me, and together, we’ll bring the church to its knees!

I want to see some Rape phone sex fantasies come true

Have you ever watched someone get their Rape phone sex fantasies fulfilled. The look in your eyes when you know you are about to get what you want, is sadistic. I love that look it reminds me of my uncle and he always got what he wanted. Therefore, I am now a willing accomplice. “There’s a young slut who is always left alone at home down the street” I said with a smirk. That night we snuck in and just like I said, she was alone. After we gave her a sniff of the special hanky, we have she was passed out.

It was then very easy to fit her little body in our duffle bag. Back home I undressed her and tied her up. Just I like I did with my uncle. The i stuff my fingers up her young bald cunt and she wakes up. “Glad you are up, time to find out what you were made for” I say sternly. Even though she had tears streaming down her face, I force her legs wide open. “She looks to tight and ripe” you say with your mouth starting to water. You got down and started to lick her bald pussy and ass.

After she was wet and glistening, I felt my pussy start to twitch. Knowing what was about to come have me excited. While you had a wild look in your eyes you start to push inside her little pussy. She tried to scream from the pain. So, I sat on her face. That way the vibrations from her screams would muffle into my cunt. I learned that when I was young that it would get me off. As you rammed her hard, she screamed harder into my pussy. “Ram her until she goes limp” I moan as I start to cum in her mouth.

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Her tight cunt being ripped open was too much for you to take. You start pumping her full of cum. After she got every drop you said, “how can we keep her”. I know that meant it was time for good old fashion napping, like I did with my uncle. 

GangBang Rape Porn Always Prolapses My Ass

gangbang rape pornNo woman wants to make a gangbang rape porn. But sometimes a man forces her to make one for money or coke. Feeling strung out and sore from stepson’s prior abuse of my fuck holes, I went looking for more coke to dull the pain. And although I got the coke, I got a lot more pain too. It might surprise you how well this soccer mom navigates the snuff world. One of these days, I might see too much and get myself murdered.

And the other night, I thought my 9 lives might be up. This one drug dealer I know, also traffics girls. But I am not supposed to know that. Although I am fucked up most of the time around seedy snuff porn makers, I can handle my coke better than anyone knows. I went to pee before the gang bang and saw a room of mostly naked young girls in shackles. They looked strung out too. I quickly closed the door before anyone else saw me.

The image of those young girls stayed in my mind while about 50 men with backed up balls sodomized me. Any time I do a gang bang, my ass seems to get more dick than my pussy. For most men, my asshole remains my tightest hole. And I get it. Men fist my cunt. Plus, I did give birth naturally a couple times. My pussy would not feel tight to a cock unless the cock appeared massive.

I Can Endure Fifty Men Giving Me a Hardcore Ass Pounding

And these cocks did feel massive. But they still wanted my asshole. So, this gang bang turned into ass rape porn. I acted more strung out than I was so if anyone worried about what I saw in that abandoned warehouse, they might assume I got too fucked up to remember. As men shoved their tree trunk cocks up my asshole, they pulled my hair, choked me and slapped my ass too. But I have endured worse than 50 men giving me a hardcore ass fucking.

Although my asshole prolapsed, and my body ached, I crawled out of that warehouse with my coke and my life. And that’s more than I can say about those young girls in shackles. When I got home, I snorted coke for hours to dull that memory and ease the pain of my ass.

Ass Rape Porn Whore Rena Loves Getting Fucked In The Ass

A caller wanted to watch some ass rape porn together and it reminded me of when I lost my virginity getting pounded in the ass.  I was at a party, just minding my own business when this guy came up to me. He had been eye-fucking me all night and I could tell he wanted a piece of the action. We started making out in the corner, his hands roaming over my body as we grinded against each other. His cock was already hard as a rock and it felt amazing rubbing against my wet pussy through our clothes.

He whispered dirty things in my ear that made me shiver with anticipation, promising to fuck me senseless if I let him. My heart raced as he slipped his hand under my skirt and began massaging my ass cheek before slowly pushing one finger inside of me. It felt so good that I moaned into his mouth even though it wasn’t even penetrating yet!

Then without warning, he grabbed both sides of my face and forced his tongue down my throat while simultaneously pushing two fingers deeper into my tight little hole until they hit something warm and wet -my G-spot! The combination sent shockwaves through every nerve ending in between our bodies causing an intense orgasm to ripple through them both at once!

As soon as we caught our breaths again, he pulled away from the kiss but kept those fingers buried deep inside of me stroking rhythmically against that sweet spot while whispering filthy words about how much fun we were going to have together tonight…and then suddenly there was no more talking needed because he roughly turned us around so that now HE was pressed up against the wall with HIS erection pressing firmly against MY ass cheeks.

Ass rape pornWithout asking for permission or even giving me a chance to protest, he grabbed hold of my hips and yanked them back hard against his hips before slamming himself into me with one powerful thrust that took both our breaths away! I gasped as pain shot through every inch of my body but also felt an unfamiliar pleasure spreading throughout my lower regions like wildfire.

Mutilation Phone Sex is an Hypnotic Sensational Time

Mutilation phone sex can really be so much of a rush it entrances you. In many cases there is a blind rage that courses through you and you just have to embrace  it. That spectacular feeling of ecstasy as you start to beat or cut that tender little sweet heart.

With a fit of rage and a need to pop one off thinking about the bratty apple of your eye being violated relentlessly. Taking into account that her sweet honey pot will be all the sweeter with daddy inside her.

Just fucking destroy her.  Here pervert take my knife. Go ahead, stab her in that precious pair of eyes. Go on now one then the other. Now look at her bloody little sockets. Effectively those are now a couple more holes to fuck. Go ahead and slam your dick in her sockets and scull fuck her.

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As My Son’s Ass Rape Porn Star I Suffer Hours of Abuse

ass rape pornI think my life sometimes is all about being my son’s ass rape porn star.  My oldest boy summons me often to his place for a live streaming session. He lures me with coke. Gets me fucked up so he can stream himself abusing my fuck holes for his subscribers. Coke distracts me and numbs the pain. So, I never quite feel the brunt of what he does to me until the next morning. And believe me, I felt this last visit. I still feel it.

He made me spread my bird legs so he could see my large meat curtains hanging down and my prolapsed asshole too. When he grabbed my cunt lips, I knew I was in trouble. So, I buried my face in the bowl of coke and let him treat my pussy lips like silly putty he could pull and contort. But I know my boy loves his coked-up mama. Why else would he give me coke?

He made me beg for him to destroy my used up holes even more. So, he fucked my shit box first. Fisted it. According to him, I will never feel his cock in my stretched out asshole, so he gives me his fist instead. No lube. He never uses lube. He treats me like his torture sex doll. And I take it because I love my boy, and I love his coke.

I am My Son’s Fuck Puppet

As his arm rammed in and out of my prolapsed asshole, my body moved with him. Perhaps, he turned me into a sock puppet for a bit. He treated my asshole like a deep cavern for his exploration. Elbow deep inside his mama. In fact, he could push my stomach out with his fist because he buried his arm that deep in my shit box. As he did that, I heard the chimes of viewers tipping. He pulled my prolapsed asshole in and out with every thrust too.

Thankfully, he stopped fisting my ass to give my fun bags some attention. My asshole turned into his fleshlight. And my tits into his punching bags. He enjoys busting my implants. My tits have many scars from surgeries to fix my deflated implants. But he got tired of punching my tits and went back to my asshole sadly. It is my second tightest hole. This time he did use lube. Or so I thought. I heard him open a tube of something. So, I assumed he decided to use lube this time. Nope. He used Icy Hot on his arm to fist my ass some more.

While he turned my ass into his fuck puppet again, he had me in the downward dog position. And that’s just face down and ass up for easy access. As he destroyed my asshole with his arm, he used his free arm to punch the side of my face. That sent my dentures flying across the room. He choked me and punched me while fisting my ass. The kind of multi-tasking his fans like because the tips poured in.

His Viewers Love Seeing My Son Abuse My Used Fuck Holes

When he left my ass for the second time, I hoped it would all be over soon. But silly me. He had a lot more in him. As he skull fucked me he would rotate between punching my throat and choking me. Punched my eyes too. But he avoids my nose. He knows I need that to snort my cocaine. Told you he loves me. 

I think I passed out a few times from his chokeholds. He would slap me awake, just to choke me some more. Next time he punched my face awake.  And when he choked me again, I felt my eyes bulge out. I for real thought I might die, and his little live stream would turn into a snuff porn.

My son owns me. And he knows it. He controls me with copious amounts of good cocaine. He started slamming my head into the floor as he skull fucked me. At one point, he had me flattened on the floor. And when he saw me sprawled out, he decided to pull my tits around to my back and tie my hands with zipties to my tits. Ouch. But his viewers loved it. I heard many chimes.

He then pulled my legs behind my head to fuck my tightest hole. And that is not my cunt or my ass. It is my pee hole. He squirted Icy Hot on my pussy, so it would seep into my pee hole as he abused it. However, before he fucked my pee hole, he pissed inside it. The Icy Hot washed inside me with his urine and that took my pain to new heights. Tears welled up in my eyes as he pulled my meat curtains wide, and he shoved his cock deep inside my urethra.

My Boy Thinks My Tightest Hole is My Piss Hole

All I have now are broken holes. He has destroyed them all. When he pulled out of my piss hole, he spit in my face and choked me some more. He had me contorted like a pretzel. And no amount of coke could dull that pain. He punched my thighs, my chest, my stomach and my face as the tips rolled in.

 In honor of the Olympics, he decided to create a new sport. The whore toss. He spun my body around on the floor like I was a spinning top. His fingers were in my ass and cunt like I was a human bowling ball. As my body picked up momentum from spinning, he scooped me up and tossed me across the room.

Stars. I saw many stars as my body crashed into a wall hard. By the time he finished using me as fuck meat, I looked like the poster girl for a battered women’s shelter. My boy likes to beat his mommy beautiful. A few more throat punches, and eye smacks and he finished with me. As he looked at me bloodied, bruised and swollen, he pissed on me one more time before sending me home with a bowl of coke. My boy loves me.

Castration Phone Sex Bitch Loves to Take Your Balls

castration phone sexFriday nights I reserve for castration phone sex antics. I take ball busting to a new level. I think a man’s balls, as well as his dick, should be viewed as a privilege not an entitlement. And if you cannot use your junk properly, I revoke your privileges. I do not care about the average skank bar whore. However, if men mess with my fellow Goth chicks, or a woman pays me to get revenge on her assailant, I take a man’s balls.

I live in a college town. So, every bar could be considered a college bar. But my Goth bar gets a lot of college boys who think they can spike a Goth girl’s drink, and she will not know it. Most of the girls in this bar do not want anything to do with some clean cut, college boy from the suburbs. But some of those boys do not take no for an answer. And when that happens, I get revenge for the girl in the form of extreme cock and ball torture sex.

Trevor came into my Goth bar, and I watched him spike a girl’s drink. So, I distracted him, and switched her drink with mine. But I did not drink his spiked cocktail. But I did follow him home after he left alone because the girl, he thought he could fuck, never got drugged. I prayed he did not live in a dorm or frat house. Much harder to break in undetected in those places.

If You Cannot Use Your Cock and Balls Properly, I Will Remove Them For You

Bingo. He lives in a studio apartment alone. I followed him in, and he did not even notice until I was in his pad wielding a big knife. He appeared intoxicated just enough to make it easy for me to overpower him. I handcuffed him to a table leg and took his pants off. I read him his list of crimes and told him the punishment would be the loss of his balls. He did not seem too happy. I shoved his boxers in his mouth to shut him up.

I could have sterilized the knife and cauterized the wound, but he deserved a painful ball removal. Once I severed his balls, I removed the boxers from his mouth and shoved his balls in there instead. Carved the name of the girl he tried to assault on his cock. But he won’t be able to explore his rape phone sex fantasies ever again. If he survives of course. He might bleed out handcuffed to his dining room table.