Category: Torture sex

Never Enough Time for all the Snuff Phone Sex Folks Deserve

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex, I could do all day long. Fuck. I can do it in my sleep. My mind gets full of vengeful thoughts and plots to rid the world of useless folks. And let me tell you there are some many useless folks in this world. Think about it. If we could kill off the annoying fucks, tiny dick losers, stupid politicians, whiney spoiled brats, and dipshits in this world, wouldn’t that be the only way to make America great again, LOL?

My tolerance for people appears less and less each year. I get older and just do not have the same threshold for stupidity I once had. Although, my tolerance for stupid fucks never seemed high, LOL. When I went to the grocery store, some yuppie looking white guy in a Rolex thought he could cut through a line of folks waiting patiently to check out. He thought he was special because he was white, male and rich. Nothing special to me. No man is.

I watched him be rude to everyone in line and the check out girl. So, I followed him. Of course he got into an Italian sports car. He screamed small dick energy. And that’s when I fantasized about giving him cock and ball torture sex. But my fantasies never stay fantasies for long. That self-entitled prick needed me to put him in his place. And I did.

I Enjoy Taking Away a Man’s Small Dick Energy

I followed him for a few days. Learned his habits and saw that he was more of a tool than I could have imagined. He was easy to capture. He likes to party. So, I lured him with coke. But I cut it with a little fentanyl. Not much. Just enough to paralyze his body so I could castrate him and ruin sex for him. Castration takes the wind out of a blowhard quickly. But I did not castrate him slowly. Where is the fun in that?

Nothing slow with me. Not when it comes to castration phone sex. I carved up his worthless junk slowly. Although I wanted to kill this tool because the world would be much better without him, I also wanted to neuter the prick. Turn him into shell of his former self.

Men hold too much value in their junk. And I am here to take the wind out of their sails. I deflated his balls first. Then I removed them. And not very neatly either. But the best part? I carved my name in his worthless limp cock. Now when he sees his even more worthless dick, he will always remember me. My guess though, more men will soon not forget me either. The world is full of tools and losers.

Teen rape porn with a nasty teen fuck doll!

Teen rape pornIt’s obvious that I was in the mood for some raunchy Teen rape porn with a few cocks this evening. At first I figured I could do with just 1 cock; then I got too horny thinking about more. My mind went wild when I started to think about all my holes stuffed and being filled and covered in filthy grown man seed. I asked my one fuck buddy if he had some friends who were as filthy as him. Without a question he told me to get my whore body nice and ready for an abusive force fucking session with old men. My cunt was dripping while he texted me all of this.

They all showed up at my door and I was in disbelief at how tall and big all these guys were. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t super nervous and intimidated. I am only 5ft and barely 110lbs; they were going to violently destroy me. I am so fucked in the head and my body was just craving the Torture sex I was about to endure. They didn’t even say hello; I got thrown on the bed and my clothes were ripped off within minutes. Looks like my fuck buddy Dillon already told them all what to do with me. I modeled a few different sexy lingerie pieces for them until they all agreed on which one they wanted me to wear.

As soon as I was done changing for them they took out their cocks and each took turns on my mouth. I did not even see which cock was entering my throat next. I had my head getting bobbed up and down so hard as they force fucked my mouth open. I was gagging and spitting my throat slime all over their cocks and my body. Each time they thrusted inside my slutty mouth they would pull their dick out and make me spit the mess all over my tits and cunt. After they were done with my mouth it was time to get into the nastiest and most perverted gangbang ever.

My sweet, tight and wet holes were ravaged, gaped and filled with perverted cum all night long!

Blasphemy phone sex: My Little Cunny Creaming Ecstasy

Blasphemy phone sex

I am writhing within these tight ropes; they dig deep into my skin but provoke pangs of desire beyond logic’s understanding – my body responds instantly! His voice whispers foul temptations; he fuels my fire even higher! His demonic charms caress my ears while he speaks; I succumb instantly! I am his toy in every sense! He could say anything; I am his bitch! He could spit venom; I drink poison without respite! My hormones rage like wild fauna; they entwine around him! Oh heavenly beast! My skin glows under his gaze; he turns me into his flesh fiendish plaything! I drink from his lips; his touch ignites intense passion within me! He molds me into his plaything; I am blinded by him – powerless against his enchantments! My little cunny creams as he pushes me harder; he unleashes desires fierce enough to break free from confinement! I feel something exquisite – an orgasmic bliss so divine that even gods would envy! My body throbs under his hands; he dominates me freely now! His gaze fixes upon me; his touch sends shivers down my spine! Unforgiving bondage binds me; he makes me cum harder than ever before! Every pore on my body responds instantly; his demons possess me entirely! His hands carve into my flesh; his touch sends shivers down my spine! My body writhes under his mercy; instantaneous pleasure surges through every cell! Oh world! Can one truly believe such things? Yet here I am – bound by ropes cruel yet satisfying every wish darkest imagination!

Babysitter Phone Sex Babe Helps You Get Tight Little Boy Butt

babysitter phone sexI am an official member of the bad babysitter phone sex club. Lately, I have been able to score guys some tight young pussy through my fake babysitter profile. It is amazing how many folks just let random strangers into their house to care for their crotch fruit. Even I would not do that if I was a mother, LOL. This client did not want a young girl though. He wanted to fuck a tight boy butt. And I do not judge. Money spends the same even if you are a boy butt lover.

So, I took a gig with a young boy charge. I strapped down my tits and wore a dark wig. You know. I attempted to look more innocent like a babysitter. Not trying to look like a bad ass stripper bimbo. This boy would be perfect for my client. Young, hairless with a cute boy butt that would be perfect for ass rape porn.

After a few hours playing video games with the lad, I made him a magic drink. One I give all my cute young victims. It makes them sleepy and erases their memory. The boy would wake up with a sore butthole, but he won’t remember how it got that way. My accomplice came in through the back door, and I escorted him to the boy’s room. I knew where the cameras were outside, and how to avoid detection.

I Do Not Judge If You Want Boy Butt

He loved the little morsel I picked out for him. While the lad appeared passed out, I put a tarp on the bed to help with DNA and blood. I lubed up my client’s cock and my charge’s asshole. Then I sat back and watched my partner in crime explore his rape phone sex fantasies for boy ass. But like I said, I do not judge. If boy ass is what you want, boy ass you shall get.

My accomplice came quickly with something so tight wrapped around his cock. And I licked the sperm out of the boy’s butt because as your partner, I help with removing the DNA from the crime scene. By the time the boy wakes up and complains about his bottom hurting, I would be long gone and my fake profile deleted.

Torture Sex Serves as My Foreplay

torture sexSome people deserve torture sex. Usually, when I capture a victim, I do it one at a time. However, I made an exception last night for a couple. They tried to scam me. And I do not take kindly to people who think I am some stupid twit. Because I am not. They slammed on their brakes on a winding, wet road. Perhaps, I was following too closely, but I barely touched their car. No dents. No paint scrapes either. Nothing. However, the woman rolled out of the car like I crippled her.

She started yelling and screaming about suing me for everything I got. Good luck bitch, I said to myself. Because I knew neither her nor husband would survive to sue me. They fucked with the wrong sadistic phone sex bitch. We appeared to be in the middle nowhere. No one around for miles. Only cornfields on the side of the road. I acted like I was grabbing my insurance info for them, but I grabbed two needles full of sleeping medicine instead.

Never Fuck with a Sadistic Bitch

I shot the woman up first, and she collapsed. Then I dosed up her husband. Normally, I don’t kill on the spot, but the area screamed kill zone to me. I am stronger than I look. So, I dragged their bodies into the cornfield like I was a demonic possessed Malachai from Children of the Corn. Once their bodies appeared hidden by the corn fields, I drove their car into the fields hiding it. Then, I pulled my car over off the road and grabbed my kill bag.

Most folks have an emergency bag in their trunk, but I have a kill bag full of instruments of destruction. Since, I love knife play phone sex, I grabbed my biggest and sharpest knives. And even a sickle. They woke up from the drug but could not move their bodies. In the hot shot I gave them was a natural paralysis drug. They could see what I was doing and feel all the pain, but they could not move.

I Carved Up and Beheaded Two Scammers

I carved their bodies up like a deer I just slaughtered. They bled everywhere, which I always enjoy. When I cut off the husband’s cock, I stuffed it his wife’s mouth choking her. The crows circled us because they knew dinner was near. Eventually, I used the sickle to behead each of them. I put their heads on the scarecrow’s stake and let the crows peck at their severed bodies.

When I got back in my car, I looked like Carrie at the prom covered in blood. Luckily, I never passed another human. I got home, showered and basked in the glory that I took two hustlers off the street.

Accomplice phone sex fantasies become a reality by goth teen

Accomplice phone sex I caught him a victim and then watched him anal fuck her! We had been planning for a while over Accomplice phone sex… The day had finally come! All of the stalking and tracing of her every move finally led us to a place where we could snag her. We waited outside of a fitness club in a utility truck… She always seemed to wear headphones while walking home…

This made it easier for us to reach her without her knowledge. I ripped her by her hair and dragged her across the pavement and into the back of the truck where she was held captive, bound, and gagged! As he fled on the freeway, I sat in the back and prepared the whores useless holes for the Torture sex she was going to endure.

The ball gag came in handy since it helped with muffling her screams…

An inflatable butt plug was shoved in her ass that I pumped until it had exploded. Her Big tits I wrapped in rope very tightly… From her black and blued nipples hung 4-pound weights! She was in agony, veins were popping out the sides of her head… I could see the pain and fear in her eyes.

Seeing her helpless and ready to be used made my Young bald pussy pulse. As soon as we pulled into the blacked-out driveway of his log cabin, he joined me in the back to begin the fun. He was so eager to live up to our Rape phone sex fantasies and I was ready to prove to him that I’m the Huntress he’s been needing.

Rape phone sex fantasies with the prettiest black slave girl!

Rape phone sex fantasiesOne of the dom’s I met online a few months back has recently become obsessed with the idea of Rape phone sex fantasies. He has been begging me to find pretty little black slut for him to fuck and use with me. For weeks now he has made me seek out women for our pleasure. I finally met my prized possession and I knew Brad was going to be so horny for her. Me and Tasha have me messaging one another on an app where lots of different girls talk about their fantasies, etc. We hit it off when she talked about being super submissive and loving the idea of being taken advantage of.

She said she wanted a scenario to happen but she did not want to know about it. I thought that was even hotter; grabbing that bitch off guard would make me wetter than ever. Brad made clear instructions and told me he wanted me to already have the whore worked up, tied up and naked for him. So he wanted her prepped and ready so all he had to do was use her like the cock sleeve she is. I was more than happy with that; I was ready to have some one on one time with my pretty black slave girl. 

When I tied the bitch up and ripped everything off but her panties I was so turned on. I knew she was a sexy little whore but I did not know her tits were so perfect. I giggled as I yanked on them and told her how much my master loved a nice pair of tits on a cunt while having some vile Torture sex. I slid my hand down her panties and felt her slit; she was already drooling out of her tight bald cunt. Once Brad walked in he took no time before using her throat like a pussy while I ripped her panties off and got her holes ready for use!

Women Harbor Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Too

rape phone sex fantasiesWomen can have rape phone sex fantasies too. However, mine go extremely dark. Although I do harbor them for some women, mostly I think about force fucking some male predator’s ass. When this young Goth girl told me about a predator who put something in her drink to fuck her, I hatched a revenge plot right then. Hannah appeared to be young, in her early 20s. Perhaps this predator likes his victims younger. But in my experience, predators like this guy rarely have a type. It comes down to opportunity.

I decided to go Promising Young Woman on him.  Hannah gave me enough of a description of him to enable me to find him. He would stand out in any Goth or Steampunk bar in town. Since he got band from my Goth bar, I decided to go to another one. I bar hopped Friday, but I found him. And I sat at the bar alone pretending to be a drunk Goth girl. Although he did not immediately take the bait, he finally did.

And when he tried to spike my drink, I switched drinks on him. He would be my ass rape porn star. Not the other way around. Before long, I was the one escorting him out of the bar and to my nearby recently construction kill underground shelter. Even though this predator felt big and heavy, I got him down the stairs of my kill shelter. I just dragged him by his feet, making sure he hit his head on every step.

Sometimes I Kill for Pleasure and Other Times for Revenge

When he started to wake up, he found himself batter, bruised, a little bloody, naked and tied up. The drug still affected him. His speech sounded a tad slurred and disoriented. I read him a list of his crimes. This would not be some cautionary tale of not preying on women because he would not live to regret his crimes. This was about revenge. No one will know about his death but Hannah and me. She joined me for the fun.

I had two huge dildos with little shards of glass glued all over them. This is how I fuck a man, LOL. And of course, I never use lube. Never. I do not want it to feel good. It’s torture sex. All pain and no pleasure. Hannah and I took turns fucking his ass and mouth with those destructive dildos. We shredded his ass. And his throat too. He made a bloody mess of my new kill shelter too. The final throat fuck Hannah delivered killed him though. Cut right through his throat causing him to bleed out. She almost severed his head. But we did not know a more deserving loser.

The two of us carried his broken and bloody body back up the stairs and into the woods for the wild animals to destroy the evidence and DNA. No one preys on a Goth girl and gets away with it. Not on my watch.

Sex with dead bodies is all he wants

Since my unc loves Sex with dead bodies, he would purposely knock me out and use my holes. “Come here little slut” he says to me as he pulls some rope out. “Close your eyes” he would instruct me to do. With fear in my body, I did as he asked. Once my eyes are closed my uncle rips my clothes off and starts to tie me up. “What a dumb little slut you are” he laughs as he puts me in the position he wants.

Sex with dead bodies

With my ass in the air and my face to the pillow I knew he was going to torture me. As he slams a dildo in my ass I try to scream but I can’t, my mouth is taped, and my uncle pushes my head down to the pillow. “There’s no point in fighting but if you do it makes it so much more fun for me” me unc says laughing. After some hard fucking of my ass, I could feel and smell blood dripping down my legs. Then I feel my uncle wrap his hands around my neck after he pulls the dildo out my ass.

After that he pushes his hard man cock in my butthole using the blood as lube. “You will see what bitches like you were made for” he says as he pounds my asshole. Then I feel my uncle start to suffocate me and squeeze on my neck. The pain from him thrusting his cock in my ass made me not notice how hard he was squeezing my neck.

Until I felt I could no longer breathe. I started to see stars and my body got weak. But my uncle’s pounding got harder too. As I passed out my uncle said, “that’s right bitch just stop breathing”. When I woke up, I was sore and dripping with his sperm. He just loves fucking a small limp body.

Ass Rape Porn on Mother’s Day Says I Love You Mom

ass rape pornFor Mother’s Day, I made an ass rape porn with my son. He brought me premium coke, to ease the pain while he beat me beautiful for our fans. Honestly, I still have not healed from our last encounter. So, now, I am sporting a mix and match look. Old bruises with fresh ones. And my body and face look like a mixture of black, blue, and purple bruises, which only arouses my boy more.

Seems like the older I get, the more abuse I can take. My asshole has so many miles, I need a butt blog or a thong to help keep it on the inside of my ass, not the outside. But of course, as soon as I arrived for my mommy makeover, my son forced me to remove my teeth and my butt plug. My asshole is his cock sleeve. A pretty pink cock sleeve. As soon as my asshole popped out, I heard the chimes. My boy buried my face in his cocaine. Then immediately went into the torture sex. Lots of men at home with mommy issues on Mother’s Day.

Boys Need a Mommy for Their Rape Fantasies

Immediately, I became his punching bag. Thank goodness the coke helped dull the pain because he wanted to put bruises on top of bruises. In between punches, he pissed in my mouth and nose, forcing me to drink his urine. When I saw the zip ties, I panicked a bit, and snorted more coke. First, he zip tied my tits. Then he put one around my neck like a choke collar. And I struggled to breathe. When he put the one on my prolapsed butt, I heard the barrage of chimes. His viewing audience knew what would come next.

With my asshole unable to retreat, my boy shoved his fist up his momma’s prolapse. My asshole engulfed his fist and the tips poured in. What happened next is a bit of a blur. Perhaps the coke or the concussion or both muddied my recall of the night. But I know he started punching my face and kicking me in the ribs while he pinned my arms and legs to the floor. He would take turns smacking me with his cock and his hands. Luckily, he let me snort some coke from the huge bowl.

Use My Prolapsed Asshole Like Your Cock Sleeve

He beat me retarded. In the full nelson pose, with my prolapse out, he rammed my head into the sheetrock wall. I saw stars. My boy used his mom like a battering ram, a toilet and a cock sleeve. I felt dizzy and disoriented after a few thrusts into the sheetrock wall. My boy concussed his mother. And his viewing audience egged him on. At one point I was suspended in the air by the sheetrock. My son rammed me so hard into the wall, I went through it. Blood trickled down my face and I saw stars.

My zip tied boobs hung down over the hole my body put in the wall. While my prolapsed ass hung on the other side. Even though I saw stars and heard chimes, my son did not care. I am his cash cow, his fuck meat, his toilet. But he loves me. Why else keep me coked up so I do not feel the pain. He placed a plastic bag over my head and battered up with the steel bat to treat my prolapsed ass like a pinata.

Two days later, I feel the pain of my boy’s rape phone sex fantasies. My shit pipe dangles on the outside even more than before. I have new bruises on top of old bruises. Perhaps, I have a concussion too. But I got my coke and on Mother’s Day. My boy loves me.