Category: Torture sex

Don’t go walking after midnight….

sadistic phone sexI popped my thumb out into the night air. it was chilly outside and my nipples poked through my thin silk shirt. I wish I had brought my jacket but it was back at the party. My BF had slapped my face for flirting and I walked out. Now I was alone on a dark back road.  Headlights loomed behind me and I breathed a sigh of relief, pulling up my skirt to make it even shorter. A carload of gang members honked and I hopped in, not caring that I was in danger. “Hey girl, you want some good shit?” I smiled as he rolled up my sleeve and shot me up. I floated away as they hands reached for my tits.

I was jolted awake by the force of the blow. They had all taken turn fucking my ass and pussy, leaving me a cream pie under my skirt, dripping down my legs.  The last one was mounting me, forcing his giant cock into my frothy fuck hole. He was breathing heavy, slapping me with each thrust. I could almost feel my skull cracking. I was battered, bruised, but my pussy betrayed me by throbbing as he finished off deep in my cunt. They were still laughing as they dumped my drugged, bloody carcass on the side of the dirt road. I heard voices and knew I was saved. But I was wrong. Hitchhiking would be the death of me. Two passing hunters rolled me over, grinned, and took turns fucking my half-dead body. Even then, my clit begged for more as they fucked me back and forth between them.

Snuff Phone Sex Star Needs a Leading Man

snuff phone sexDo you have snuff phone sex fantasies? I swear every caller I get does. They are more common than you think. Either I am the woman who scorned him and he wants revenge or I’m daddy’s little cock teasing whore in need of punishment, deadly punishment. Or, sometimes I am just a random opportunity to do very bad things to; things men have dreamed of doing but fear of prison prevents them acting on their dark desires. Whatever the call, there are literally a million ways to die. They range from simple and quick to elaborate and painful.  All of which get my cunt really wet. I know, right? What is wrong with me that I get off on killer phone sex? My psychologist says it comes from feelings of worthlessness. I have daddy issues. Personally, I just think I am a sick and twisted pain slut. Therapy can’t help me. I was a cutter as a young girl. I have little razor blade scars all over my body. I loved mutilating my pretty flesh. Now, I love men mutilating my body. They love it too. I get cut, branded, burned, bruised, stabbed and sliced. The feel of blood trickling or pouring out of me is an arousing sensation. I like being vulnerable. I like not having control. I like not knowing what could happen to me. The more creative you get with our little snuff porn endeavor, the wetter my pussy gets. I have been told too that my screams, pleas and cries are cock hardening. I can’t help it. I love starring in my own horror movie.  Well costarring. You are really the star as you have all the power and creative control over my demise. Just promise me you will make it as gory and humiliating as possible.

Road Kill!

Torture sex My master told me about one of his crazy fucked up fantasy. I am absolutely creamy waiting. He started by telling me that he wanted me to lay on semi hot coals where my body will be all pink and tinder to the touch. He wants to hear my skin sizzling and the smell of burning flesh makes his cock hard and throb. Then he wants to throw me over his shoulder and take me outside where his truck is. He wants to throw me on the ground and hook me to the back of his truck with a chain to his ball hitch on the back of his truck. He wants to drag my limp body down a lime rock and asphalt road making me have road rash all over my tinder body.

I am bleeding all over the road as he drags my naked body down a public road. Then he wants me to take a private road and unhook me and bend me over the tail gate of his truck and fuck my tight pussy. I am bleeding and I have open wounds every where. He wants to dig his nails in the holes on my body. He just wants to use me and throw me on side of the road like road kill.

Facing His Torture Sex Desires Together

torture sex angieHe couldn’t look me in the eye when the conversation started. He was ashamed of the dark places his fantasies took him when he was alone and masturbating. But he couldn’t hide the huge pop tent that was growing in his pants as he got into more detail. Torture sex is what makes him cum the hardest. When he is jerking his cock, he lets his mind wonder and images of torture sex fill his mind. One fantasy has his girlfriend tied to a chair. He is circling her naked with a raging hard on his pre-cum glistening in the moonlight that is streaming in the window. She is smiling up at him unaware that his mind is filling with the horrific things he will do to her tonight. He walks over to a dresser and pulls out a rusty nail. Still stroking his dick he walks over to her and lifts her forefinger off the arm of the chair positioning the nail under her finger nail he pushes it down to the cuticle. It takes everything in him not to explode as her screams meet his ears and the fear registered in her eyes. Her begging and pleading, her declarations of love and the repeated question “why” only served to inflame his desire. He pulled the iron poker out of the fire place and walked back towards her. Tears streaming down her face, he tried to decide where he would place the first mark on her. Slowly he lifted the red hot poker to her left nipple and trembled as he listened tot he sound of her flesh searing, her deafening screams and the smell of burning flesh. That is when I stopped him. I was on the verge of cumming myself. I told him I understood how much of a turn on torture sex is and asked if he ever let himself get even darker and imagine snuff sex. The wicked smile he gave me told me everything I needed to know. He agreed to bring her to me nightlight and I agreed to help him live out his fantasy and make it a reality, on one condition, I get to watch it all and he has to fuck my wet cunt when we are done with her.

 

Bye Bye Nipple

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I had a torturous weekend…something I will literally never be able to forget. My master was not happy with me, for what reason…well you can truly pick anything I did wrong as the stupid fucking deserving slut I am. I needed to be punished and it needs to be something that I could never in a million years forget…something that will permanently scar me. Most of you have heard of an amputee fetish, and my master is no stranger to it either. He takes that, his bondage and whipping toys and mixes them all together for the worst kind of punishment for me. First he starts by binding my tits, and whipping them raw. They’re purple because he ties them so tightly! Next he tells me he can brand me or cut off my nipple. I really am struggling now cuz I am so scared, and that’s his favorite time to fuck me – when I’m fighting him. He pumps his cum into my pussy as I beg for mercy, not being able to feel my tits but knowing soon I will feel the most excruciating pain imaginable. Soon I am hanging there, cum dripping out of my cunt, my head bloody too from being beaten, and my nipple hanging off, still bound up and helpless. Blood dripping knowing I am helpless to be his forever, now. But I know I deserved it…all of it.

 

Don’t ask for it if you don’t want it!

mutilation phone sexSeriously boys, if you don’t really want it… don’t fucking ask me for it! This pathetic little pain slut had been begging me for MONTHS to cut off his fucking legs, he said that he didn’t want them, that he was meant to be a fucking cripple. I kept telling him no no no, you will regret this, the pain will be too much for you, there is no way you could handle it. But nooooooo, this little fucking bitch boy just HAD to have it done and he wouldn’t stop whining about it every fucking day! So I said fuck it! I grabbed that little fucking psycho and strapped him to my table. His dick was hard and he was so excited… until I started cutting through his leg that is. That is when he started screaming and begging me to stop. He said the pain was too much for him to bear but that was just too fucking bad for him because there was  no fucking way that I was going to stop now! I told him, this is what you wanted remember?? I knew that it was going to go like this and that is why I said no, now you are going to have to fucking deal with it! I kept on sawing until both his fucking legs were cut the fuck off and then I had my doctor slave stitch his sorry ass up. The moral of the story is listen to your fucking Mistress because she knows better than you do!

Snuff Porn on the Fourth of July

snuff pornWhen people ask me what I did for Fourth of July, I will tell them snuff porn. It started out like any other Independence Day celebration. There was a cook out, pool party and lots of party supplies. I was in my red, white and blue bikini doing lines of blow off of cocks. There was a pool orgy. I got gang banged under water. Once it got dark, however, things changed. The mood went from fun in the sun to sinister under the moon. I was yanked out of the pool with cum leaking out of my fuck holes. I was tossed on a picnic table and sodomized in the ass by ears of corn. I am no stranger to hardcore anal or foreign objects up my ass, however when the corn was replaced with firecrackers, I got scared. I’ve seen videos of drunk men getting seriously injured fucking around with fireworks. I was laying on my stomach with fireworks in my ass. I was getting skull fucked when someone lit the one in my ass. The guys at the party restrained me so I couldn’t move. When it went off it burned part of my ass. I could smell the scorched flesh. The pain was awful. They laughed as they came on my face. I begged for medical assistance, but more, bigger, fireworks were shoved in my fuck holes. This time a roman candle was in my cunt in ass. “Don’t worry whore, we will piss on you before any real damage is done,” one of them seethed. A roman candle could take off a limb. I didn’t trust that their urine could put it out in enough time to not result in permanent damage. They were drunk and stoned, treating me like some animal they found in the woods to torture. Their piss did nothing to let out the flames. The urine just burned my wounds. I was lying on the picnic table, restrained watching as my body was about to be blown to bits. Blood and sinew spewed out of me as they laughed. The last thing I heard as I was covered in my own blood, was “Blair really was a firecracker.”

That little bitch had it coming!

violent phone sexThis little bitch had it coming, she deserved all of the punishment I gave her and I don’t care if anyone thinks otherwise! She was barely old enough to vote and she thought that she was hot shit… you know the type, prissy and stuck up and oblivious to anyone else around her. I was unfortunately her next door neighbor so I had a front seat to all of her obnoxious drama and noise and after a week of her nonsense I had to kill that bitch or go mad! I couldn’t take it, seriously the whining and bitching and never ending bullshit coming from her house was ridiculous! I knew that I had to be careful though, she lived right next door so I couldn’t be seen. I waited until she was alone and asleep and silently broke in… I had that fucking cunt tied to the bed and gagged before she woke up… the fear in her eyes when she finally did wake up was so hot that it drove me into a frenzy! I just started stabbing her over and over again… I didn’t stop until my arm was too tired to continue. I left quiet a mess behind but at least I will be getting some peace and quiet finally!

Ass Rape Porn Prison Style

ass rape pornI thought it was going to be a drug filled fun day. Instead it was an ass rape porn kind of day. My drug dealer decided to up his price for the holiday weekend. Now I pay for my drugs with sex like any other whore. But, I use way more powder than most whores, so I have to get pretty kinky for my white candy. My dealer needed me to smuggle some heroin up my ass to deliver to a friend on the inside. I can look like a sweet soccer mom, so I was the chosen drug mule. I didn’t want to carry a brick of that shit up my ass. For one, that is a drug that could kill me if it leaked into my body in that kind of quantity. Plus, it was big. No way a brick of anything was fitting up my ass. Wrong. After your ass is plummeted by about forty big black dicks anything will fit up your ass, even 4 bricks of uncut pure heroin. I walked funny from the drug bricks up my butt, but I delivered it to inmate 221 at the Riverside Correctional facility. I was not strip searched. I shit the bricks out in a bathroom where a guard on the take dispensed it to the inmate running my dealer’s business from the inside. I guess some leaked out because I was high as a kite after the potty. A guard intervened. Took advantage of the situation and  fed me to a bunch of prisoners who haven’t had pussy or female ass in a decade. I was fucked beyond recognition. Fucked bloody. Fucked to unconsciousness.  Fucked right into the infirmary. I really didn’t remember much, but it was caught on camera, so I guess I am a prison anal whore now. I may never be able to shit again properly, but I made my dealer very happy. That means I am going to have one hell of a holiday weekend.

My Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Fetish

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As I felt both cocks work in tandem, pushing themselves deeper and deeper inside my holes, I only wished I had another forcing its way into my mouth. The thought of being a 3 hole fuckdoll for my Master and his friends made me feel like an utter slut, and that was something I craved so bad. I was desperate to have multiple cocks stretch and tear all of my holes, treating me in the manner of a ragdoll with no say in what happens to her. And as I felt a load of cum fill my cunt, and then my ass, I did what any good whore would do and sucked both men clean, before licking up all the mess I’d made. This is my addiction. Gangbang Rape Porn. It’s the only thing that gets me going! Daddy walked in on me watching my biggest fetish and was happy to make it happen – and we all I know I wanted it.