Category: Torture sex

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies

killer phone sexDo you have killer phone sex fantasies? I bet when you think about it, there was a mature woman who either cock teased you in your youth or just simply pissed you off. Perhaps, your own mommy? I am often the star of “Killing Mommy.” My stepson loathes me. He lusts for me too, which is his dilemma. He hates me for replacing his mother; he hates himself for beating off thinking about how much he wants to fuck his read headed step mom. Like me, he likes to get high. It is just when he gets fucked up, he turns into Dr. Jekyll. On Friday night, I was home alone with him. My sons with his father, his half-brothers, were at a sleep over. My husband was out of town on business. He was drinking whiskey straight out of the bottle and doing lines of coke. I could feel his anger building. I turned to the right of me to turn on a lamp and he yanked me off the couch with one hand in a fit of rage. He tossed me against the wall so hard, I slumped to the floor in fetal position. He started kicking me. His cock was out and it was hard. The more he kicked me, the more he abused me, the harder his dick became. He yelled at me; degraded me for being a homewrecking whore. I told him I’ve been married to his father 15 years now, so get over it. That didn’t go well. He ripped my clothes off; demanded I show him some respect. He shoved his cock in my mouth before he slammed it repeatedly in my ass. He smacked my face against the wall as he assaulted my ass. My face was bloody. My ass prolapsed from the torture sex. He tried to strangle me too. So much rage in my stepson. He spat in my face when he was done. I laid there motionless and sore, battered and bloody, knowing he was not done with me yet.

Week III of Seven Deadly Sins, Envy

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Moving on this week from greed, I thought about envy. What does it mean really? Not just wanting something someone else has but also being happy that they are being deprived of it.

A woman I unfortunately know is always bitching about her man’s tiny cock and how she wants my guy to fuck her. She talks about how she bets he has a nice big cock. Fucking bitch pisses me off, talking about wanting my man. So I told him about it, he reacted coolly with a “does she now.” I didn’t know what he had in mind until a week later. I came home to find a black man in my living room stroking his cock, and my man not in the house. I said hello and who are you. He said, “The dude paid me to sit here hard until he comes back with some white bitch that needs to get fucked in the ass.” I nodded my head and asked if he wanted anything. He said no and sat there playing with his big fucking cock.

The door burst open and my guy is carrying a woman over his shoulder. He sees me when he comes in, turns about to show me her face and says “is this bitch who you are talking about babe?” I laughed and said yes. She didn’t seem awake; he said he knocked her out when she wouldn’t shut up. He flopped her onto the couch and started taking her clothes off while I filmed. She started coming around some so my guy shoved his cock down her throat to really wake her up. She started to choke and came around, while my guy had his cock down her throat he told the BBC guy to get his cock ready to slam it in her ass. My guy pulled his cock out of her mouth as she opened her eyes and my guy said, “fuck her man.” And the BBC rammed his cock into her ass. He had a huge cock, it was lubed but her ass hadn’t been primed or anything. She screamed out when he buried himself balls deep into her asshole. My video captured the moment it went in her ass. She started to struggle probably after the initial shock wore off. My guy knocked her on the back of the head again and she was out. The BBC said, “Holy shit man her asshole just went totally relaxed.” And then he started to really pound her ass.

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It was late one night when leaving work and as I was walking to my car and I heard someone running towards me. I looked around me and so no one in sight. I continued to hurry and open my car door to get inside and then all of the sudden a bunch of men surrounded me. There was at least five guys that surrounded me and threw me down to the ground.

They started taking my clothes off and all held me down to penetrate my holes. I felt my pussy hole split open each time they pushed one of their cock heads into me. They bashed my fist in with their hands. They even flipped me on my back and fucked me from behind letting the asphalt getting into my knees and cut them open.

They punched my back as if I was a grown man. They laugh constantly at me and they made me swallow every drop of their cum. When they finally got done with me they walked away only to leave my body bloody and sore on the asphalt floor.

Taboo Phone Sex Stories

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex stories are something I have in abundance. As a druggy whore, I’ve sold myself to the devil for a fix a hundred times over. Last week, I was held captive for several days as a sex slave. Chained, collared and kept naked in the basement to a group of Meth makers. They are the worse. Mean sons of bitches. Horny 24/7 too. I was traded for drugs. One of my coke dealers wanted some meth to sell too and I had no money to pay for coke, so I was given to these redneck Meth heads for trade. The house was some old farm in a rural part of the state. I shit you not, they were missing a bunch of teeth and had the worst hygiene. They used me as their toilet as well as their punching bag. Their cocks were disgusting. Covered in scabs, dirty and smelly. Pretty sure one had crabs. For days, I only drank cum and piss. They skull fucked me, ass fucked me, burned me with cigarettes and slapped me around. They were animals. Filthy, vile animals but they kept reminding me that even they were better than a strung out whore like me.

Week Two: Seven Deadly Sins: Greed

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You may be wondering how a person can be greedy with sex. In my last blog I told you about a woman who had fucked my new guy, came a bunch of times and right before my guy was going to cum she got dressed and left. Normally a guy might rant and rave and be pissed but then forget it after a while. Not my guy, he doesn’t forget.
He made a plan to kidnap the bitch and show her that greed can actually kill you. There is an old shed on some property my guy knows about. It’s not his, but he knows no one will come snooping because it is a drug manufacturers/dealers land and when he is growing, it’s well protected. My guy is buddies with the dealer so here we are. Grabbing the bitch was pretty easy, she didn’t know me. She opened the door when I knocked, I quickly shoved a needle in her thigh and injected the ketamine into her, she was unconscious almost immediately. She dropped inside her house, so I simply went in opened the garage door and we loaded her into the van. There is an old shed on the property where pot used to be grown, we put the bitch on a dolly and rolled her to it. He had made this make shift table just wide and long enough for her body. He cut all her clothes off and flung her limp body onto the table. He started strapping down from head to toe, and shoved a ball gag in her mouth. He turned and looked at me with a sly devilish smile and said “Watch this babe.” He got this contraption from the van and set it up between her legs. It had a dildo and vibe attached to it. I thought to myself…well that isn’t going to be torture really. I was wrong.
He gave her the reversing agent for the ketamine and started slapping her to come to. Once she was aware of her surroundings she tried to move and scream, but couldn’t. My guy laughed then brought his face up to hers so she could see him and he asked “Do you remember me you greedy little bitch.” She nodded her head as tears came down her cheeks. He laughed and put just a drop of lube on the big dildo, positioned the machine and guided the dildo into her pussy and the vibrator over her clit. He turned the machine on and it slowly started to move. Ahh a fucking machine. He turned the speed up to medium/high and she started to moan. He laughed again “She won’t be moaning for long.” I looked at him with confusion as we walked back to the van. “Are we leaving her there?” I asked and he nodded. Two days later he called me up and said “Let’s go visit the greedy bitch.” I agreed mostly out of curiosity. We got to the shed, and now I could see what he was doing. The fucking machine had been going for these 2 whole days. Her pussy was wrecked; there was blood all over her legs and on the floor. The fucking machine had ruptured blood vessels or something inside her vag, her insides were wrapped around the dildo as if it had gotten so dry it just ripped right out of her. She was dead. Fucked to death.

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Cannibalism Phone Sex: Succulent Flesh Pie

He had a distinct desire and the normal way I get used and destroyed just wasn’t up to snuff for him as he had a different kind of hunger for cannibalism phone sex. The idea of sweet succulent pink clits and circles of nipple flesh severed from small virginal bodies was the only way he was going to quench his hunger. I accompanied him on a kidnapping phone sex spree where we took various young prey back to an abandoned asylum and used the equipment and clinical tables for our genital mutilations and nipple severing needs. An old rusty scalpel to start the incision I was forced to watch and collect the pieces of vagina as my owner sliced away. As the collection grew and the virginal prey bled out I was to sautee the vaginal meat in some oil with some white wine and oregano. Once we had about 24 vaginas and 48 nipples I prepared the crust for our meat pies. I was going to be forced to eat one of them also as he watched me devour my pussy meat pie he played ass rape porn and analy fucked me and as he was ready to cum took a big bite of virgin flesh and exploded as the succulent meat juices poured down his gullet.

 

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The last thing I remember was being at the club and drinking some fact drink a handsome man bought me. I am now on the floor with shackles on my wrist and I am completely naked and sore. I feel like a bus hit me a thousand times. My thighs are bruised and there is dry blood settling between my thighs and on my tummy. I take the time to look around and see a pretty girl. Much smaller and skinnier then I am. Her little body is mounted to an x alter. She has her hands mounted to the sides about her head and her legs are mounted to the bottom. She whispers to me and tells me that she is his toilet. She is covered in shit and soaked in piss. I look on the other side of me and there is another pretty girl. All her teeth are removed, she has a leash around her neck and she tells me that she is his cock sucking dummy. I hear the door open and here his footsteps walking to where we are. He greats me with a smile, a hard cock, and a knife. He gouges the words “my cunt” into my bald cunt. He lets me know that forever how long I live. I will be his, for eternity. His big cock slaps right onto my bloody mound and then he shoves himself right into my already sore gaped open pussy. 

Castration Phone Sex is My Fav

castration phone sexWhen guys ask me what my favorite kind of call is, I never hesitate when I say castration phone sex. It might surprise you how many calls a week I get for this. I’m prepared too. My grandpa ran a prison. When it was shut down and merged with a new modern prison, I inherited some memorabilia. My favorite is the old death row chair. If this chair could talk! It would tell a tale about lots of men needing their nuts removed so they wouldn’t get their lives erased. If you made P men eunuchs, perhaps their urges for little ones would be harder to act on. If you lobbed off the balls of murderers perhaps they wouldn’t feel the need to kill so often. Testosterone makes men crazy. If you castrated men who attack women because they know they can’t get fucked without force, perhaps they wouldn’t be about to get it up to do the deed. If men with naughty desires came to me first, I could solve the problem of overcrowded prisons. Of course, there are just tiny dick losers and pain sluts who can benefit from junk removal too. This former death row chair is now a castration chair. Straps used to stop a prisoner from convulsing, keep you from seizing from the pain. The little cup underneath designed to collect the piss and shit a prisoner leaves when exiting this world, collect your testicles now. The plank for bracing limbs when a prisoner’s body goes into shock from electrocution, separates your cock from your balls for me. This chair has the souls of dead criminals in it. Now it has the blood and tears of losers who don’t deserve their balls.  I have the sharp knife, castration bands, booze, mouth bit and soldering pen. You just bring your worthless balls. I’m ready for taboo phone sex. Are you?

Live Autopsy On A Youngster

Kidnapping phone sexMy Master and I had some wicked fun with a youngster that we kidnapped, and we created a bloody mess all over the dungeon! We went to the weed club together to re-up on a bunch of herb to celebrate 420 today. While Master was inside of the club making the purchase, I noticed that a Mom left her little girl in the car while she went into the grocery store next to the club. The car was unlocked and the window was down, so I went over to the car while Master was still inside and I lured the little girl to come with me so that I could show her some cool little toys that were inside my car. The dumb little bitch did what I said and as soon as we got into the car, I knocked her over the head with a crow bar and I tied her up in the backseat. Master came back out to the car soon after and he was so pleased with my evil antics while he was away! I know Master has been craving a torturous time with a youngin and it worked out perfectly that I was able to abduct this pretty little cunt. Once we got back to the dungeon, she was coming back to consciousness as we strapped her on to the medical bed to have some fun with her. Master sliced open her stomach with a scalpel and asked me to be his sexy nurse accomplice as he did a live autopsy on her petite body. She was moaning and groaning as Master mutilated and tortured her. He cut out each one of her organs one by one and very slowly so that he could inflict as much torturous pain as possible. Her life slipped away right before our eyes and it was so fucking hott to witness! I was fingering my pussy with her blood, it made for the perfect slip and slide lubricant! I had a bucket next to the medical bed where I was placing all of her organs, blood and guts. The bucket was overflowing and she was left as just skin and bones. We threw her in the oven and cremated her remains to get rid of all evidence. Master put all of her organs in the freezer to preserve them so that we can eat them in the future. Young little girls always taste so delicious!

Mutilation Phone Sex Gets HOT!

Mutilation phone sexHe wanted to put me on a spit and roast me!! What really had my juices flowing was that he wanted me to WANT to be put on a spit and roasted. So, he tortured me. He tied me up and pried each nail off of my fingers and toes. Then, he took a lash to my backside, cutting gashes and gouges into my lower back, ass, and thighs. He pulled whole chunks out of my hair by hand, and cut my tits all up. By the time he was finished torturing me, I was begging to die. I still wasn’t ready to beg to be burned by slow-roasting over a fire, though. That was when he brought out this enormous garden stake. It was about 3 inches thick and at least a foot and a half long, and it had a very pointy edge. The entire thing was wood, and it was definitely not the smoothest stick I’d ever seen. He bent me forward, and he spread my tender, painful ass cheeks. He started to push that spike up into my ass. I don’t know how far he got it, but with the splinters jabbing into my ass and the spike pressing in all the wrong places, it wasn’t long before I was begging for him to just put me on the spit and have done with it. By the time he shoved that spit up my ass, and through my guts til it came out of my mouth, I was just done. I was ready for the darkness to swallow me. Now, he’s carrying me, with his friend, over to the fire, and I can feel the heat the closer we get. I can’t help the tears that are falling, but I am ready to be done…