Category: Torture sex
Torture sex on a killer phone sex call
My dark side comes out a lot and especially with my love for torture sex. I love pushing boundaries especially when it comes to pain I endure during my sexual encounters. The more pain, the wetter my cunt gets. I love a dominant man who will hit me, punch me, choke me, smother me, strangle me, whip me, and do some awful things to my body. My evil phone sex calls get dark fast as I describe what I would do to someone else while my callers watch.
I love hurting their other lovers or wives. Kidnapping them and making them watch me fuck the shit out of their husbands hard throbbing cocks. All while tied up to a bed or chair. Gagging them with their own panties or maybe even mine as they watch us engage in the wildest most amazing sex. I especially love sucking their husbands cocks right over their faces so my spit falls down on their mouth as I lick, suck and salivate over those delicious cocks that these pathetic women have been neglecting.
They are the ones that deservce to be tortured and have torture phone sex as they have been neglecting their masters beautiful innocent cocks that just want a pussy to go in to relieve that built up cum every once and awhile. I mean, is exploding in your pussy so much to ask bitch? That’s all we are asking and these whores act all prude toward the very cock that they should be on their knees worshiping for even putting up with their pathetic asses. I love ramming a dildo in one of these bitches and violenetly fucking that cunts ass that won’t let their man stick their cocks in their ass like they are too good for a good fuck in the shitter hole. Fuck off, I’ll fuck your ass until you like it, I guarantee you that whore!
Home Invasion Phone Sex Whore Needs to Be Fucked
My cunt is so wet and needs to be punished. When I’m at home all alone like this and need a cock to come and ruin my pussy, I leave all my doors and windows unlocked and fantasize about home invasion phone sex. I have this fucked fantasy of falling asleep at home in a pair of panties and a thick dildo half in my pussy. If you were breaking in, could you resist pushing that dildo in deeper? Grabbing and slapping this fat ass. You wouldn’t be able to stop yourself from taking it out and forcing your cock into me instead.
Make My Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasies Come True!
I’d wake up to a stranger in my bed ramming his dick into my cunt and scream. My pussy would squeeze onto your cock when I try to push you out of me. You’d have to cover my mouth. Then press a gun to my head. Tell me that if I scream you will blow my brains out. Laugh at me while I cry and beg you to stop. Then force fuck me harder. I can’t stop you. I have no control over the situation. I’m now your fuck toy whether I like it or not and you will make me take every inch of your cock until you are done using me.
If you’re really a sick fuck, force me to ride your cock. Force me to impale my pussy on that rock hard cock over and over. I can say I don’t want it all I want but you can feel how wet my cunt is wrapped around your dick. You can hear the way I’m moaning. Turn break in fun into rape phone sex fantasies. Be brutal with. Force me into being your fuck toy. And then force me to like it. To ride your dick harder. To beg for it. Force me to beg for your cum like a pathetic fucking whore.
Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Make Me Want To Die Brutally
Make me your next victim. X marks the spot. Take the knife out and plunge it straight into my chest while you ram your cock into my cunt. I’ve been begging to be your next victim in all of my murder phone sex fantasies. I watch the way you grabbed the last girl we played with. Pressing the knife to her neck and making her suck your cock while she cried and begged for us to leave her alone. My cunt was soaking wet. I wanted to be her. I want you to force your cock down my throat while tears streak down my face.
It didn’t help when you cut her clothes off and dragged the knife up and down her body. Making tiny cuts in her smooth skin. The blood leaking while I licked it up. I loved hearing her scream. I want to scream too. I want to feel your cock and your knife inside of me. You make torture sex look so fucking sexy. Make me beg for my life and then end me like she did. Cut me deep. Carve your name into my chest. And then take that knife and force it through my heart. I want to take my last breaths while you fill me with your cum.
Bloody Phone Sex is a Present to Me
Bloody phone sex might be what you get with me. I love a bloody massacre. Perhaps, I bathe in the blood of virgins. No Botox for me. Just blood. My last victim turned out to be a fighter. Usually, when I kill a young girl, they give in quickly. Not this brat. She scratched me a few times with her fingernails. But no teen girl can ever get the better of me.
Her fighting me, just prolonged her death. Made me want to torture her more. This kill served as an early Halloween present for me. I picked this brat up at the mall. She appeared alone, but she caused a stir. Almost every store she went into she acted prissy and mean. Demanding sizes and outfits not even in the store. She kept saying things like, “Do you know who my daddy is?” I watched in horror as the staff bent over backwards for this teen whore.
However, all I could think about, was the torture sex this brat needed. I did not care who her father was. No one should talk to other people the way she did. And no person deserves to be catered to and coddled like this little teen bitch. I needed to put her out of everyone’s misery because that monster inside her would only continue to grow.
Sometimes, a Kill is Just for Pleasure
Not any more though. I fed her to the coyotes. But only after 8 hours of torture and pain. Although initially I struggled with the bitch, I got her tied up and gagged. However, I did underestimate her strength. Hell, hath no fury like a mean teen girl, LOL. However, I like a struggle. Keeps my skills sharp. You want to know what else is sharp? The knife I carved her up with.
I cut off her nipples first. Then I sliced off her labia lips and ate them in front of her. I like to eat pussy too. I carved her flesh until she looked like she had been skinned alive. Perhaps, I should have been a butcher, LOL. I am good at carving up meat. By the time I finished with this girl, she begged to die. The only thing different I would do with this girl if I could kill her again would be to invite you to help. I like to combine snuff with teen rape porn.
Rape phone sex fantasies need a boyhole
One of my boyfriends was a sadistic fuck and like to fulfill his Rape phone sex fantasies with young boyholes. It was my job to be his accomplice and lure them with my big jugs. Back at our place I teased his young cock with my juicy ass. That is how I distract him while you spike his soda. Once he passes out, I tie him up and we rip his clothes off. “Don’t forget the gag”, he says. “I have a better idea”. I say as I stuff his boxers in his mouth and tape his mouth up.
“Spread him open so I can rip his little hole open”. As soon as I do, you ram your hard rod in his little asshole. His muffled screams as he wakes up to you ripping him open always excites you. “Stuff him with your pcock and stuff him like a worthless pig” you hear me say as the blood drips from his hole. My fingers dive into my cunt hole and I pull my phone out.
I want to make some Ass rape porn with that boytoy. Then I zoom in to you pumping his little holes hard. It was easy to film his tears flowing down his face just like the blood down your cock. My cunt started squeezing my fingers as I looked over and saw you choking his little neck. “I’m about to fill him up baby” you moan as I watch your balls tighten and release. The camera caught as you filled his little asshole up, I wonder if I can sell it.
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies are not Fantasies for My Stepson
My stepson does not simply enjoy rape phone sex fantasies. He explores them with me. And I never fare well after a visit. But he supplies me with coke, so I endure it all for my pusher stepson. When he came over the other night, he warned me he felt particularly violent. He enjoys breaking mommy Blair way past her breaking point. And he wasted no time when he arrived.
According to my stepson, my urethra remains my tightest hole. He arrived prepared to hurt his mommy too. Our little torture session began with my pee hole. His bag of tricks included a speculum, a funnel, a pair of vice grip locking pliers, a plastic bag for my head and lots of rope. I call it his torture sex bag. Never matters what day it is or what time it is either. If he arrives with that bag, I am in trouble.
He used the speculum to open my urethra, and because he loves me, he brought enough coke to numb the pain. At least while we engaged in violent sex. I still feel the effects today. With my urethra spread wide, my stepson poured his primo coke in my pee hole. Soon after he began punching my bladder. He slammed my head into the floor a few times too. When he started to fuck my prolapsed pee hole, I felt it. Not enough coke in the world to numb that sort of pain completely.
My Stepson Loves Breaking Blair
When he raised my body up in the air with the rope, he pulled my cunt lips apart with the vice grip locking pliers. My body went up, but my cunt lips went down. He punched my tits, bladder and ribs. Of course, he forced me to prolapse my asshole too. Easy to do after all our special time together. I am his personal ass rape porn star. His fans watched from home. I could hear the chimes of the tips as he punched me and fucked my prolapsed asshole and urethra.
However, his finest work he saved for the end. He placed a plastic bag over my head and punched the side of my head many times. I am a slave to his sick perversions. In fact, I sang a few Britney songs for him like I’m a Slave for you and Baby, Hit Me One More Time. The more punches he threw, the more tips he received. He squeezed my throat which forced me to suck in the plastic and almost suffocate. e brought out a PCV pipe about and inch in diameter and swung it a few times across my tits and ribs.
He even took several whacks to my prolapsed asshole. Batter up. But ouch. Although he did give me all the coke I wanted, my body paid the price. I am still sore as fuck from our latest encounter. And my guess is I will be sore for quite a few more days too.
















