Category: Torture sex

Babysitter Phone Sex Club Gives Me Access to Young Holes

babysitter phone sexI am an official member of the bad babysitter phone sex club. I’m sorry, not sorry. If you hire a bimbo stripper to be the sitter for your precious son or daughter, well it is on you if something happens to them. Not me. I only take babysitting gigs when I have a P man in my life who wants to fuck something young.

And this week Pete won the lottery. We met at the strip club. Even though I pretended to be his baby girl in the VIP room, I am in my 30s. So, not sure how convincingly I can pretend to be a schoolgirl. However, he seemed impressed because he tipped me over a grand in the VIP room.

We have been fucking ever since. But the rent is due, and I needed money. So, I got on the babysitting board, and found a family in need of a sitter for their cute young schoolgirl. I took the gig. Now, I know what you are thinking. How could babysitting money pay my rent. Babysitting will never pay my rent. But charging my new lover a couple grand to fuck a real schoolgirl does pay the rent. His rape phone sex fantasies could come true for my rent.

Being a Bad Babysitter Gives Me Access to Young Holes

When I told him my genius idea, he told me he was in. So, I mixed up my magic concoction that erases young minds. And I went to sit for cute little Kayla. About 30 minutes after she drank my elixir, she started getting sleepy. And that’s when Pete joined the fun. He groped her tiny young body. As his right hand explored her body, his left hand pulled out his hard cock.

Initially, he just dick slapped her. She’d fall, giggle, and get right back to repeat it again. Eventually, he worked his fat cock in her mouth. She looked like a chipmunk stuffed full of cock. But when he started fucking her tiny holes, I got worked up. It felt appropriate to make an ass rape porn movie. He loves fucking schoolgirl assholes. His cock is huge too. I knew he would destroy her butthole. And he did. Left it looking like raw hamburger meat.

After his fun, he left and I cleaned her up. I pushed her asshole back inside. She won’t know why her ass hurts when she wakes up. And by the time her folks realize something is wrong, I will be long gone, and my fake profile gone too.

Home invasion phone sex has been popular lately!

 

Home invasion phone sexHome invasion phone sex has been popular lately! I’ve been getting so many calls from guys who just want to break into a random house and have their way with the unsuspecting occupants. And you know what? My Master loves it too.

You see, I used to be a regular girl, living a normal life. But then, my Master came along and everything changed. He showed me the true pleasures of being a snuff slave whore, and now I can never go back to my old life. And you know what? I don’t want to.

He used to force me to do terrible things, but now I crave them. We love targeting young, pretty ones, just like me. We’ll use them in the most sick and twisted ways you can imagine. By the time we’re done with them, their holes are oozing with blood and cum. And you know what the sickest part is? I cum so hard from their pain and suffering. 

After my Master is done with them, he makes me finish the job. I  stick the knife in deeper until the life drains out of their eyes. The last thing they see is my Master’s hard cock exploding cum into their faces. I used to blush with horror at the things I had to do. But now, I blush for a different reason – because of the intense orgasms I have. It’s like the more depraved and twisted the act is, the more pleasure I feel.

So, if you’re into Torture sex, then give me a call. I’ll make sure it’s the most intense and gruesome experience of your life. Trust me, you won’t regret it. But be warned, it’s not for the faint of heart.

Killer Phone Sex Gene Makes Some Women Natural Born Killers

killer phone sexI possess the killer phone sex gene. Do you? A psychologist would have a field day with me. Although I am sure I meet a lot of the psychopathic characteristics in the DSM, I do not meet them all. Which can make me seem so normal. For example, I show mercy and empathy. Perhaps, not to men and sluts, but I would never harm an animal. And some women I spare because I see potential in them. Or I just despise the man who hired me to kill the woman that much.

Although I have not spared many lives, I have flipped the tables on a few tools. Clark hired me to kill a teen girl. Well, he hired me to kidnap a girl he knows so he could explore his rape fantasies with her. And he wanted to snuff her out afterwards. I wanted the job. Money makes the world go around, right?

But I experienced a crisis of my consciousness that would perplex a psychologist. So, I flipped the scene. The girl I kidnapped became my accomplice. She showed great potential for mayhem and bloodshed. Like a mini me. However, my accomplice appeared brain dead and misogynistic. Men like him overpopulate the world. However, Goth girls like me seem harder to find.

Sometimes I See More Potential in a Victim Than I Do My Accomplice

My client hired me to kidnap his Goth niece because he thinks she is a freak of nature and he wanted to fuck her and snuff her afterwards. Since I did not enjoy his views on Goth babes, I decided to save the girl and turn her into my Goth accomplice phone sex partner. And you should have seen how she rolled with her second chance in life.

I gave her my big knife. And instead of charging him with a jab to the gut or a jugular vein, she stabbed him in the groin. And when he went down, she pulled his cock out of his pants and stabbed it until it looked like minced meat. She made a bloody massacre of his cock. Just like I would have done too. Her instincts for torture and pain over a quick death endeared her to me.

I sat back and watched as the victim became the victor in this fight for life. All covered in blood from the frenzied mutilation of her uncle’s junk, she looked at me, smiled and told me, “That felt good.” Yep, a natural born killer this one. How could I kill her? I helped her finish her uncle with a quick lesson on major arteries and torture sex. Then we fed him to the wildlife. Finally, I have another mini me to train. Although it is true that I hate most teens, this one appeared the exception to the rule. And I will make good use of her.

Torture Phone Sex Is Too Hot Or Not?

Torture phone sexTorture phone sex, what can I say about it, it’s hot! It’s about pushing boundaries and exploring the depths of our darkest desires together. As I imagine you bound to a chair or spread-eagled on the bed, helpless under my control, my heart races with anticipation.

You start by running your fingers over every inch of my body—from my soft breasts to the sensitive flesh between your thighs—teasing and tormenting until me as I beg for mercy. The sound of my pleas only fuels your fire as you slide one finger inside my wet loose cunt. Very slowly at first before thrusting deeper until I am all but trying to gasp for air. My pussy clenches around your cock tightly as if trying to keep you close while also begging for release from this agonizing tease.

Next comes the pain: bites that sting but give a wave of pleasure that runs down to my clit; slaps that echo through the room like gunshots; pinches that make fight back tears.

You pull out your cock and rub it against my swollen clit, teasing me with the promise of relief that never comes. Instead, you push inside me roughly—filling me up without warning or lube—and you intently watch as my face contorts in a mix of pleasure and pain. I am yours  now; completely at your mercy. And when you finally give in to our mutual need and start fucking me hard from behind, slamming into that tight little pussy of mine over and over again.

Your roughness and way you make me go through the pain makes the pleasure that comes next so much better.  I like it rough and like it to hurt but in the end, it’s all worth what you give me in the end.

Rape phone sex fantasies is what we have in common

You are nasty sadistic fuck who has Rape phone sex fantasies he needs fulfilled, but I like it. Not many can keep up with my nasty thoughts. I was raised by an offender who loved to fuck little sluts. Ripping our holes open is what he thought about. First my uncle started by tying me up. Second, he would take my panties off and whip me until I submitted. It didn’t matter if I bled.

Rape phone sex fantasies

All he thought about was torture fucking a young slut until she stopped moving. “You are ripe and ready for me to fuck, just your mom was” he smirked at me while I hung there like a hooked fish. Every time my uncle whipped me my body shook from the pain. But his cock just got harder. “Open your mouth wide like I made your mama do when we were younger” he demanded of me. I was scared about what was coming next.

Therefore, I opened my mouth, and my uncle quickly shoved his pcock all the way down my throat. As I choked, he smiled, whipping my ass at the same time. “You will learn to please me, or I will get rid of you” he warned me. “I wouldn’t mind using you to have Sex with dead bodies” he cursed at me. “Let’s see if you feel better than your mom did the first time” my uncle said diabolically.

Then he stood behind me and gripped my ass hard. As he opened my ass cheeks all I could think of was my poor mom being in this same position. “Take it slut” my uncle said as he rammed his cock inside me. After fucking me for a bit he grabbed my neck and squeezed it using it to bounce me on his cock. As I was passing out his cock started pumping inside me. That is what I was used to getting my wheel childhood and why now I am as sadistic as he was.

Snuff Porn Audition Forced Me to Fight for My Life

snuff pornI auditioned for a snuff porn. And I am lucky to be alive. At least I know with my son, I will never die. Perhaps, I might wish I was dead. But I am his cash cow. He will not kill me. But random men I meet on the dark net. Well, I gamble with men like that. Maybe I have 9 lives because I have many close calls with random men.

But this encounter felt like the closest to death I have ever been. When I arrived at the warehouse in the middle of nowhere, my gut told me to run. But my brain said stay and get that coke he promised. While I stood in front of him naked, my radar got stronger. A real snuff sex director has a crew. It appeared to be just him and me. As he recorded me saying things like you can do anything you want to me, I started to freak out.

Eventually, I told him I had to go pick up my son from school. But he did not believe me. What happened next made me struggle for my life. As I started to run, he threw something hard and large that hit me on my back, sending me to the ground. He tackled me while I laid on the ground and he started choking me too. As I felt faint, I fought harder. I kicked and squirmed to wiggle out of his death grip.

When Will I Ever Learn to Stay Away From Strangers?

I played dead for a moment to catch him off guard.  And when he loosened his grip, I kicked him in the nuts. That allowed me to flee. But he tackled me again. We fought again as he choked me. That time I did pass out for real. But he dick slapped me awake, and I bit hard on his dick. I don’t think I ever bit a cock before. I had no choice. This guy wanted to kill me. No money. No coke. Hell, not even a snuff flick. He just wanted to kill a bitch.

And he almost succeeded, but I am scrappy. I channeled Lorena Bobbit. And I bit his cock off. Not all of it, but I got about half of it in my mouth. He bled a lot. Of course he freaked out too. He deserved the cock torture sex. While he scampered around looking for his severed dick, I made my escape. When will I ever learn?

Snuff Sex is the Only Kind of Sex for Me

snuff sexSnuff sex is the only sex for me. Sure, I enjoy fucking. But I do not enjoy cuddling or baby talk or any of that relationship bullshit. I use men as I see fit. And when they do not follow my rules, I kill them. You could make me cum like a porn star or have a huge cock, but I will kill you if you try to spoon me or talk like a man in love. The only thing in this world that I love is a good kill.

Although Troy showed a lot of promise, he quickly violated my rules. We met on the dark net. I helped him kill a bitch. A young schoolgirl he fucked. She did not look at it the same way he did, and she tried to blackmail him. So, I told him how to get rid of her. And that bonded us. He enjoyed turning her into a snuff porn doll. He showed me pictures and videos he took of her dying too.

So, when he suggested we meet, I thought he could be an excellent accomplice. But he disappointed me, and I killed him. I think he wanted a girlfriend more than an accomplice, and I am not that girl. Having a devious and soulless accomplice is all I want. However, men love an elusive Goth chick. Even when I am clear about what I want, they still ignore my boundaries. So, the way I see it, Troy had a death wish. Or why else would he disregard my rules.

I Can Just Kill a Man for Shits and Giggles

He did not put up much of a fight when I castrated him. And I enjoyed severing the balls of a man I just fucked. His testicles glistened with my cunt juice. I tossed them into the woods as a treat for the animals. Then I dissected his body like he was a lab frog in a high school biology class. He bled everywhere and screamed in pain as I removed his organs one by one. Organ meat contains iron and protein. I saved his heart for last. And I ate it while it still beat.

Troy’s last image was of me eating his heart and laughing at his painful, torture sex death. Some men will just never understand me. So, I take that as disrespect to women, and I will not stand for it. Listen to me. Respect my boundaries. Hunt and kill with me. Or lose your life.

Evil Phone Sex Blasphemy Goddess Morticia Brings Great Disharmony

Bringing on disharmony with Evil Phone Sex is what the King of Darkness requires from his Gothic goddess. So on the night of the Blood Moon, sacrifices must be made.
On such nights, when the moon is full I love to search the dating sites to find my willing prey. On one site the men are just rabid by their greedy need of getting their dicks sucked. I am all about making daddy Satan happy.
So when the need arose for me, I found a guy that “loved Goth Girls” and he was so terribly boring looking. A limp dick that would not be missed.

Honestly, I chose to make his small member throb at the thought of “Hooking up with a *Goth*”, God damn how I laughed.
In fact I told him to meet me at the Cemetary and I just wanted to get down and dirty. I lured him as I just lounged on a catacomb smoking a clove cigarette. Pale as the full milky white moon.

Evil Phone Sex Brings me to Orgasm with Satans Big White Cock

He almost ran away. However I quickly slipped off that grave and grabbed him. I threw the loser down and cut his clothes off. In seconds I was inscribing my sarifice with bloody symbols of the Underworld.

His blood was pouring into the soil as I proceeded to dismember him with a machete. I chanted my bids to Satan as I turned this loser into food for the Demons of Hell.

As I covered my body in his blood Satan, my true and wonderful Lover appeared to me and took me in the blood drenched soil with his large phallus of pure Milky whiteness.

Finally as I came on the Devils big white pure and magnificent cock, I screamed Hail Satan. This is the greatest form of Necromancy ever, and the I cum is harder than any other way.

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Blasphemy Phone Sex Slut Becomes Satan’s Fuck Pig

 

Blasphemy Phone Sex Has Always Made Me Crave Demonic Cock

My blasphemy phone sex has finally gotten me in trouble. I’ve squirted all over my sheets thinking about Satan’s hard demonic cock dominating my cunt over and over. But that was on Earth. That was to be filled with his evil seed and become the vessel for the antichrist. But I never thought I would be spending an eternity in hell as Satan’s fuck pig. But now my soul and my cunt have been sold to Satan and I will be taking demonic dick for the rest of all time.blasphemy phone sex

At first I was excited to be a demonic cum rag. I had been begging for demonic cock for years. But when I saw that 2 foot long, veiny, horned dick I felt nothing but fear. He commanded me to get on my knees in front of him, but my legs gave out underneath me. The ground shook when he stomped up to me and the vibrations made my cunt wet. Satan doesn’t need to ask permission. He spread my mouth open and forced his cock inside.

Violent Torture Sex for Layla’s Whore Throat

No human would ever be able to take a cock like that. I felt my bones fracturing and the muscles ripping when he dislocated my jaw. My eyes welled up with tears and I clawed at my throat. I couldn’t speak. All I could feel was the searing pain in my chest. The more I struggled the more he seemed to enjoy it. His cock got hotter in my throat and then I could feel Lucifer flex it inside of me.

Then both of Satan’s powerful hands were placed on the back of my head. He painfully ripped his horned cock out of my airways, then forced it back in again. The throat fuck was worse than any earthly torture sex. No matter how long I suffocated I simply couldn’t die. And he broke my body. The more pain and blood I coughed up around his cock. The more my cunt seemed to throb. I was spitting up chunks of my own flesh. But I was so hypnotized by his cock that I begged for more. I begged for him to cum down my Satan loving throat.

Torture sex with RagDoll Cora

Torture sex

I learned my lesson When I stumbled into a Torture sex with a nasty perv I met at the bar. I completely blame myself for being a dumb whore and being curious. I let him take me home and once that door closed behind us a devious look came over his face and a sinister laugh left his mouth. I wasn’t sure how to react but my pussy began to vibrate at the thought of what could happen next. He grabbed me up by my arms and slammed me into the wall forced his tongue down my throat. I felt my tight little pussy begin to drip as he forcefully removed my clothes. He grabbed me tightly by my hair and forced me down to my knees and told me to open my mouth. he slapped his cock on my face then pulled my head back as he shoved his cock into my throat. I gasped for breath and my eyes began to water as he fucked my face pounding the back of my throat until snot came out of my nose. He snatched his cock out of my mouth and pulled me back up turning me around holding my face to the wall and shoved his cock into my ass. He stroked and stroked until he exploded deep inside of me. Nothing like torture sex to keep a girl coming back for more.