Category: Torture sex

Ass Rape Porn for Valentine’s Day

ass rape porn cassandraAss rape porn will be my Valentine’s Day gift this year. It is every year. As a stupid blonde bimbo, I don’t get spoiled with chocolate, candy or flowers. I get force fucked, sodomized and slapped around. Last year, my date showed up with a nice bottle of champagne. I thought maybe I was finally ending up with a real date. What I ended up with was a champagne bottle up my ass. I couldn’t sit right for days. This year will be no different. Last night I got a little taste of what is to come this weekend for lovers. My ass got pounded without lube for several hours. Master strangled me with my pantyhose cutting off my oxygen. He called it erotic asphyxiation. I just called it snuff sex. There is nothing erotic about gasping for air and passing out. He could have killed me at anytime. I asked him if he wanted me dead. His reply was, “Only when you speak whore.” He then slipped a ball gag in my mouth and sodomized me with his beer bottle and fist. He came and pissed in my mouth. Slapped my face and said, “Happy Valentine’s Day Whore, just wait till you see what I have planned for Sunday.” I’m not sure if I am excited or scared. How do you celebrate lover’s day with a stupid whore?

Starving them for Ash Wednesday

blasphemy phone sexIt’s Ash Wednesday and that makes me excited. It’s time for my annual Catholic schoolgirl massacre. Watch the news and see how many go missing. Ash Wednesday brings out the religious nuts. They’re all bragging about fasting for Lent and sacrificing, like that no meat on Friday thing. It’s funny how fast they all turn when they’re locked in a cage doing some real fasting. Starve them all week and throw a bone to them on Friday. See how fast they will gnaw the meat off. Starve them a few more days and even the most devout will revert to blasphemy once they realize that prayer isn’t gonna save them. You should hear them cursing the God that they once believed in. I fucking love it. I masturbate to the sounds of them cursing and begging.
Ash Wednesday is just fucking weird. That ash on the forehead shit. Does it come from powdered bodies? Now that excites me. Pouring gasoline on my victims bodies (if they are lucky and not still alive) burning them extra crispy, and grinding them to a fine powder sounds like fun. Like their good book says, “”Remember that thou art dust, and to dust thou shalt return” (Genesis 3:19)” I just want to help them get there a little faster. Right after I violate some virgins pussies and inflict some pain.
So, run, little Catholics, pray hard that you don’t meet me on the way home from mass. Fear the devil, but fear me more.

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Submissive Whore – A Poem

domination phone sexWhen being willing to submit,
And accept what you get,
Leads to desire,
And fans the fire,

When him using the whip,
To make the blood drip,
Makes your pussy gush,
And your heartbeat rush,

When feeling the pain,
From being hit with the cane,
Brings out the lust,
It’s all that you trust

When what you were made for.
When what you adore
Is just to be used
and completely abused

Being bound by leather belts,
So tight they bring up welts,
When being a submissive slave,
Is the life you that you crave,

When he pulls on your hair,
While you are bound to a chair,
You know you’re a slut,
You feel it in your gut.

He puts it deep in your ass,
You are fucked by a toy made of glass,
Not a drop of lubrication,
Still, you love the vibration.

You’ll never be a loving wife,
No, that’s simply not your life,
You are a subby whore,
Down deep within your core.

I love being cruel!

taboo phone sexYou ever just want to kill someone in the most brutal way you can think of? Try and get out that anger and that mean bone that runs so deep in you just for a moment? That’s what I want and need and that’s what I did and I plan to do again! I guess some might think what I did was horrible but what I did was highly satisfactory for me. He was so eager to come to my place, I guess he thought that he was gonna get some pussy but I had other plans. I led him on and convinced him to let me tie him up, then he was mine and there was nothing he could do about it!  I loved knowing he could smell his own flesh as I scorched him with a blow torch. I got soaking wet hearing his screams. I almost came when I saw the life leave his eyes. Nothing I loved more than putting someone into their place, miserably. Killing them off in the most brutal ways I can think of. Nothing but the more hardcore with me!

Castration Phone Sex

castration phone sex karmaBinding her to the table with her legs spread wide made my cunt fucking gush. On the table next to her are my surgical tools. None of them sterile or even shiny and silver anymore. The are dull and coated with blood and rust, just the way a well used set of surgical instruments should be. She has her eyes closed so tight that her face is disfigured, time to pry those eyelids opened so I can see the pain and fear. Taking out the sewing kit I pry those pretty little eyes opened and begin to stitch her eyelids open.  Now for the fun stuff, alligator clips, wire and prying that cunt open so that I can see what I am doing. I think I will remove the clitoris first. such a delicate surgery and with dull blades….Ahh the screams, the blood, the eyelids that are ripping as she tries to shut her eyes. Next we move to the pussy lips…Castration phone sex…it’s not just for men any more!

Stupid sluts need training!

torture sexSometimes there is just a stupid slut that needs some training. A submissive whore to be exact, right off of submissivewhore.com – exactly where you can find Leah. She’s the subby cunt I picked to play with today and boy is she going to remember me. I won’t let her forget a dominant evil bitch like myself. Mmm, I can see her now all tied up and helpless – her master easily gave her up to me, knowing I would treat her as she deserved and knowing I would also put this little bitch in check. I bound her so tightly she couldn’t move an inch. I had her spread wide open with her legs and arms apart and a ball gag in her stupid little mouth. She was moaning and you could see she was as scared as she was turned on knowing that I had complete control of her and her body. She was naked and helpless and all mine! I attached nipple clamps to her already hard and swollen nipples, she moaned but moaned louder when I attached heavy weights. I went down and did the same to her pussy lips. And that’s when I began to cut her body. She was jerking around screaming through the gag then, as soon as I got to her pretty face I took the ball gag out and sat on her face so she could taste how wet it made me to make her bleed, to see her cry and to hear her screams. She licked my pussy like a greedy whore, of course…and I was far from done with her!

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Being a Submissive Pain Slut

sadistic phone sexI am a total pain slut. I live to be used and abused by a strong and powerful man. I try so hard to be a good girl, but sometimes I am bad. When I misbehave, I expect to be disciplined. I am sad when I know that I have displeased my Master, but my sadness is not enough. I must be punished. Some forms of punishment my Daddy used when I was young included normal things like writing sentences and standing in the corner for a period of time. These gradually increased to holding an egg up in the corner with my nose. I must not let that egg drop and bust or I would have to lick it up off the floor and receive a spanking for allowing the egg to drop and not completing my discipline. He would degrade me and tell me what a worthless cunt I was while spanking me and I would have to repeat this back to him. I would count and thank him for each lick. I soon learned I liked the spankings. I enjoyed the pain of a belt, hand, or cat-o-nine on my bare bottom, back, and legs. My pussy will flood with juice when I am stretched across my Master’s knee receiving corporal punishment. If he hits my pussy, I can even come from the exquisite pain of having my clit struck. These days, my Master has taken the punishment to a new level, using different forms of bondage. He will bind my arms and legs. He will even place a spacer in my mouth to hold it open so that he may fuck my mouth like he would my pussy, often making me gag profusely. He will place objects in my pussy and ass to fuck me with but stop as I get close to an orgasm, denying me that sweet release. This is how a worthless pain slut should be treated.
When you call me, don’t act like a gentleman, being sweet and loving. That’s not what I need. I need to be treated harshly and roughly. What punishments do you prefer?

An Electrifying Experience

bondage phone sex renaI was bound by strong rope around my neck, tits, arms, wrists, and thighs. I could not move even an inch. My legs are stretched across a strange looking metal box. It has two plastic dildos coming up from the top. The dildo in the front is huge, looking to be about 10 long and 6 inches in its girth. The one behind that is a little smaller but still between 7-8 inches long and at least 4 inches in girth. I am forced down upon them, taking the larger in my pussy, and the smaller one in the ass. I scream as I am shoved roughly down , taking all of both cocks in my holes in one movement. I get slapped hard across the face for allowing the scream to slip out, and I taste blood. You tell me one more utterance of sound and you will put a ball gag for my mouth. You look at me with an evil gleam in your eye and I know you are perversely enjoying the pain you are causing me. Both my pussy and my ass are stretched and full. It is painful, but I fight the urge to make any further noise. A  vibration starts from deep within me. I realize you have a remote to this device. You have turned vibration on to both dildos that are in me. Pain becomes pleasure and I moan. I know immediately I have made a mistake. You told me not another sound. Suddenly a jolt shot through my clit, pussy, ass, and legs. It was as if thousands of fire ants had bitten me at once. Even though I was tied tightly, my body managed to rise an inch or two and slam down hard, impaling myself on the electric cocks even harder than before. I lose control of my urine, pissing all over the machine that is under me. For this, I will receive an even stronger jolt. I am pretty sure my clit is damaged beyond repair. It feels as if it is on fire. Tears run down both cheeks. You laugh….and I know that I have a very long and painful night ahead of me.

NEVER talk down to me!

snuff phone sexI did something awfully twisted…but what’s new about that? I just needed to feel the satisfaction of justice or maybe the sick satisfaction of a brutal death. The family up the street that I killed, well they just thought they were the shit. They were the perfect family and were always acting like they were better than everyone else. I hate people like that, they are the worst kind and the kind I like to see hurt. So I decided to give them what they had coming to them, I had a plan that if they had lived, they surely would have never forgotten. I waited till they had all gone to bed, night time had made it where I could sneak in undetected and I am very convincing with a gun. I broke in and tied them all up. The Mom was hysterical along with her snotty brats and the Dad just looked shocked as if he thought nothing like this would ever happen to them. I laughed as I pour the gasoline everywhere and all over them. And as walked away and lit the whole family on fire. I loved how my pussy glistened in my panties as I got soaking wet hearing their screams and cries as they burned alive. Mmm, that’s how I show someone that they’re not going to talk down to me.

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Rape Phone Sex Fantasies W/ Daddy

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I remember when I was younger, just starting to develop – just about to start my period any day. I was fast asleep the night Daddy came into my room for his rape phone sex fantasies. He came up and slid his hand over my thighs, all the way to my panties with my bald cunt slightly exposed. Daddy reached under my dress and started to touch and feel all over my tits…I only knew this because that’s when I woke up. I started to struggle but Daddy put his whole weight on my body and covered my mouth. “Do you have a friend at school that is a slut?” I nodded and he pushed harder on me as I whimpered. “Well you’re about to be a shameful little slut, Daddy’s little whore.” I started to cry and struggle some more but he was rough with me, telling me it was my fault his cock was so hard. Ordering me to touch, kiss and lick it. I couldn’t do anything but just that and I knew Daddy wanted to make me his slut soon. I was scared and I resisted him as he forced his cock into my pussy. I was so tight on his dick, so smooth as he tried to get it all in there and I knew he loved when I fought against him just a little. I couldn’t tell anyone either – they would know I was a slut.