Torture sex in the middle of a target parking lot wasn’t how I expected my Saturday to go. My master wanted an audience. I knew he was going to humiliate me and I had no choice but to be his pathetic cum slut in broad daylight. We went to the middle of nowhere and he knew that he was going to be able to get a blowjob from me. Luckily it was a city about three hours from my home town. Nonetheless, I felt like a pathetic rag doll getting abused and used right in front of a sea of people. I was going to get my holes fucked until my master deemed it necessary. I was riding his dick till he felt his cum shoot and then I would have to do the honors of wearing it as well.
Category: Torture sex
Torture sex in daylight
Kidnapping Phone Sex Gone Wrong
Kidnapping phone sex calls get me wet. I guess it has always been one of my fantasies to be kidnapped by a handsome sadistic. Well, my fantasy became a reality the other night and it was not as hot as I thought it would be. For one, my kidnapper was not handsome. He was a fat man who hates redheads. I don’t think he was right in the head. He was mumbling mumbo jumbo and calling me Julie. When we got to his place, he ripped my clothes off and burned them while he hog tied me. I had no idea what was instore for me and that scared me. He circled around me for hours just mumbling and kicking me. At one point he put a cross to my head like he thought I was the devil or a vampire. He was clearly not right in the head, but he had all the power. I was the one on the ground tied up like a side of beef. When the torture sex started, I wanted to die. He used a cattle prod, a hot poker and various shop objects. He carved my flesh up, not enough to kill me, but enough to scar me for life. He kept calling me Julie still. I didn’t know how to respond. Then his phone rang. I heard him cuss up a storm. He came back to me, pulled out his cock and sodomized me. After he came in my ass, he untied me. He told me if I told a sold about what happened he would find me and kill me. He took a photo of my driver’s license. I was in bad shape when I got home, but I was a live. I still don’t know what happened, but I think he kidnapped the wrong redhead.
She had no idea
This bitch had no idea that when she came over I would be torturing her to death, she thought she was coming over for some stupid party can you believe that? God she was so naive! When she showed up and saw only me she was a little freaked out but I just told her that the party was in the basement to calm her. Of course once we were down there and she saw all the torture equipment she was beyond terrified but who cared? It’s not like she could have gotten away at that point! We surrounded her, stripped her and put her up on the rack to be restrained. She struggled of course but we were too strong and soon she was all tied up. We abused her all night long, fucking all her innocent virgin holes until she was a bloody mess, then we beat her to death with our bare hands. It was amazing!
Daddy’s Little Torture Whore
Daddy loves his little torture whore! Every day he finds new and inventive ways to inflict pain and suffering on my little body. He loves to tie me up and torture my tits by binding them til they are black and blue and slicing off my grotesque dead nipples. Daddy loves crushing my toes with his steel toe boots and snapping my fingers one by one. The sound of my bones snapping makes daddy so hard. He loves pinning my pussy lips open with thumb tacks to fuck my pussy so hard. He loves to knife my cunt and asshole to carve a nice bloody hole for him to fuck. Daddy also loves to bring little whores that I can watch him snuff and torture. He gouges out their little teeny eyes to shove his thick into their eye socket and fuck their squishy brains until they spill out onto the floor. Daddy loves finding these ways to fuck with me before he fully snuffs me.
Whore Punishment
My daddy found out I had been a little whore and fucking lots of guys without his permission. Daddy wants me to be a whore for him only, other men have to have his permission to use my holes. He slapped me across the face for being a whore and wrapped a belt around my neck and tightened it until my eyes began to pop. He accused me of being a whore and demanded to know if I had let any of them fuck my ass. Hoping he would let me go if I told the truth, I nodded my head yes. I had been a whore, and I had let many men fuck me in the ass. It was the truth. Instead of releasing me, he flipped me onto my stomach and pulled my ass cheeks apart, exposing my tender asshole. He told me I was his and only his and that I needed to be punished for letting other men sodomize me. He dragged me into the kitchen and began heating up a metal object on the stove, it was a brand. He was going to brand his name into my ass to make sure every man who fucks me knows whose worthless whore that I am. He stuck the hot iron brand to the tender skin of my ass and I could feel my flesh burning and searing away. The smell of charred flesh filled the air. When he had properly branding me as his, he stuck his hard cock into my unlubed asshole and began to fuck me. I don’t know which hurt worse, his cock ripping my ass apart, or the blistering burnt flesh on my right buttock. I passed out from the pain before he even finished and he continued to fuck my limp and lifeless body.
I made my favorite kind of movie
I made my favorite kind of movie last night and I am still turned on just thinking about it. I had my victim all restrained, he was tied spread eagle across a four poster bed. He was gagged and blindfolded and completely helpless, just the way I wanted him. I tortured him with my knife for a while, I was cutting deep enough for him to bleed but not deep enough to kill him, really taking my time and enjoying the thrill of every moment of it. Finally it was time for me to end his suffering in the most gruesome way I could think of… by cutting off his rock hard dick and balls and making him bleed out. I started with his balls and sawed my way thru them with a dull ragged knife so that he would really feel every second of the horrible torture, it took nearly five whole minutes to cut thru his sack and throw it across the room. Then it was time to lose that cock, amazingly it was still hard so when I finally cut thru it the blood shot everywhere and he was dead in just a few minutes. Then I fucked myself with his still hard cock like it was my own personal dildo and squirted all over his dead body!
Torture sex with the most sadistic

It was a late night, and I knew it was time for another session of torture sex. I knew I would need my hottest pair of stilettos. I had great taste and picked out my six-inch giuseppes. All black with diamond encrusted laces. The heel was thin, and it was going to put me in some pain after the session was over and done with, that would be the least of my worries. I had every reason to be scared, but I had to handle every situation like the slut I am. I had to beg for more drugs and more pain. A few lines of percs and coke was how things always start. I also have to rub some coke right on my asshole. My tight asshole is in for some bangs. I grab the coconut oil and follow orders. I had to make my tight ass get every bit of my fingers. I had to finger fuck my bum till I was able to get the full fist inside me.
I didn’t stop there I had to keep drinking until I piss for Daddy. In a big mixing bowl that piss goes and I need to drench my body in coconut oil and piss. That hot piss and oil glisten on me as I get creative and fuck all my holes around the house. The bloodier I get, the better mood daddy will be in, A perfect slut for my Daddy is what it is all about. My holes are ready to be destroyed as soon as the drug sets in and I am high as hell. Daddies voice echoes in my head, and I do what I am told without talking back of course. I have fucked my holes with even my heels. I get so fucked up I blackout and wake up in piss puddles the next day. I have stuffed noodles and cucumbers up my asshole. Whatever daddy wants daddy gets period point blank.
Castration Phone Sex: My Form of Charity
Castration phone sex has a special place in my cold dark heart. Why? Because I am a chartable sadistic. Taking your junk is my way of giving back to the universe. I am not one of these politically correct women. I know there is no such thing as equality. Most men are no where close to being my equal. They are so far beneath me that the shit on my boot has a higher status than them. I do my part by making sure the men who are below shit, can’t procreate. The world needs less men with small dicks and tiny minds to boot in this world. Plus, I love torture sex and cutting off a loser’s testicles is pure torture, physical and mental anguish. Inflicting both gets me wet. Anyway, I am digressing. A friend of mine told me about this dirty old man showing his dick to them at work. He is the boss, owns the business she works for too, so the women workers have endured his sexual harassment for years. I asked her if it was at least big and she showed me a picture she snapped of him last week. Her and some co-workers are trying to build evidence for a class action suit. I told her there is a cap on the money she’d get in such a case and encouraged sweet, poetic revenge instead. You would think an older man showing his dick to hot younger girls would at least have something worth showing. He had a tiny dick. His balls had to go. I was happy to cut them off for her. She loved my sadistic phone sex mind. I showed up at the office like I was robbing the place. I had the boss by knife point. I made him strip naked in front of his female employees. I think he had some twisted fantasy that I would make him do something to the women. Instead, I cut his balls off in front of them as they cheered. His blood sprayed them, but that was a small price to pay for knowing their harasser will never harass them again. Now that is women empowering women.
Suffering Slut
Daddy loves when I’m his submissive snuff torture slut. He loves to draw out the pain and agony my little teen body goes through. Being daddy’s victim is my permanent destiny until Daddy decides to snuff me out. I’m kept locked and chained up all day until it’s time to play our rape fantasy games! Daddy says a good girl like me needs to enjoy every minute of suffering he inflicts.
Today, he started with clamping my nipples down to boards with heavy weights while he got a hot metal prod heated in the fire pit. Daddy’s branded me before, but this time it was a whole different type of prod. He warmed it until it got nice and bright red then he shackled me up to where my ass and tight pussy were perfectly propped for him. Daddy then started shoving the red-hot metal prod deep inside my tiny cunt. The searing of my tight pink pussy flesh echoed in the dungeon and the smell of burnt flesh filled the air. I squealed in pain and pleasure while daddy pushed further in, fucking my burned and bleeding cunnie with the prod until I passed out.
Torture sex with Fatrina
Torture sex is my go to especially when pathetic sluts make it so easy for me to make it happen. Katrina was the campus slut. Not only did she put out quickly she was also a snitch. I couldn’t stand her, and when I saw her name pop up on the potential roster, I had to everything in my power to stop the little runt. I knew she was craving attention and she wanted it from my guy too, I wasn’t going to let that happen, so I played nice.
As much as it bothered me, I pretended that I was going to give her a shot at the squad. In all actuality, I was praying she would end up vanishing. I had to take matters into my own hands, and I knew one way I could make the piglet disappear. I wanted her slaughtered and used. I called up one of my best friends. We had always loved using sluts and making them beg and plead to be set free. Katrina was pretty shocked I was giving her a “chance. In reality, she was going to be a snuff sex slut for my entertainment.
I let her in, and there I was asking her how would she be an asset to the squad. I had taunted the pig calling her fatrina in the past. The slut could careless she was bold and even said she was showing up to get her spot and she was going to leave as soon as she did that. The disrespect was beyond compelling enough to leave her lifeless on the ground. I tried to hold off from torturing her but rage got the best of me, and I made the pig squeal. The both of us tied her up and started to fuck her with our handy razor blade dildo. We had her right where we wanted her. The more she tried to be set free the more tedious things got. Finally, we strangled her with pantyhose and let her body fall to the ground. The fear in her eyes made it all worthwhile. Silly lardass thought we would give her a spot in the squad.


















