Tag: Bloody Phone Sex

Bloody Phone Sex Fantasies

bloody phone sexI have a secret. I have bloody phone sex fantasies. Maybe I watch too many horror movies. Or, perhaps I know I am a worthless whore. I love to die a gruesome death. In my real life, I am a pain slut and subby bitch. I like BDSM games and rough anal. I even like breath play and mummification. When it comes to fantasy, I go even darker than my real life, because it is a virtual death.  When I am fantasizing about my demise, it is gory and violent. I want to go out with a bang! I have many snuff sex callers. It appears that many guys want to kill me and kill me brutally. Men need whores like me. I can be any bitch a guy hates. Or, I can be just me. Have you ever seen the Hostel movies? That is my biggest fantasy. I get wet thinking of being sold for someone’s darkest desires. I did a fantasy call last night that had my pussy dripping wet. I was kidnapped at a Rave and I woke up in a factory warehouse on an auction block. I was sold to the highest bidder and then put in a cell to await my fate. My fate was brutal and graphic. I was tortured for hours; slowly dismembered until I was a torso. Then I bled out as I got skull fucked. My caller was very detailed in the different objects he used to take off a limb. He even described the blood trajectory. I got super horny dying such a violent death. I scared my neighbors screaming so loudly. They thought I was really in danger and called 911. I had to explain to the cops that I was just a fantasy phone sex operator and no real harm had come to me. I promised next time, I wouldn’t scream so loudly, but I am sure I will break that promise soon.

Ass Rape Porn Gets Me Coke and Pain

ass rape pornI am an ass rape porn star. Not mainstream porn, however. My stuff is all on the dark net. It is for men who like seeing anal torture. For men who get off on prolapsed and bleeding assholes. Does that sound like you? I have a huge monkey on my back called cocaine. My need for blow leads to poor decision making. My husband cut off my allowance years ago. Most dealers won’t float me any more blow. I must make underground movies for sick directors to make money, so I can get high. Not all the directors are men.  The last anal torture sex film I made was directed by a bull dyke. She hates women like me because we remind her of her whore mother. Apparently, mommy dearest pimped her daughter out for coke. If I had a baby girl, I would have done the same thing. This woman likes to pay old mommy whores like me for pain and torture films. At first, it didn’t seem that bad. At least not compared to what I have done in the past. I can handle a fuck machine ramming warp speed in and out of my ass. I didn’t want to act like it didn’t hurt, so I moaned and moved around like a wounded bird. When she stopped the machine to lube it up, I was no longer acting. She doused the dildo part in icy hot. My ass was on fire. If that was all she did, I would have been fine, but she added crushed glass to the icy hot. My anus was shredding and burning. The more my skin tore, the more it burned. She laughed the entire time. I cried. By the time she was done, my asshole looked like raw meat. I cried so hard. I still can’t piss, fuck or shit without grimacing in pain. At least I got a fix.

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Snuff My Life Out

Taboo phone sex phone sex,I want you to come to my house and do so many nasty things to me. I want you to destroy all 3 of my holes. Tear the shit out of them making them a gaping mess. Take a knife and gut me, but don’t kill me just yet. Make the knife hurt as you dig into my flesh releasing my blood. I also crave a good old fashion beating. With all the kicks, and fists you can spare for my worthless body. I have a gas stove and lots of metal objects you can use to brand me. Get as nasty as you want. I need to explode before you give me the ultimate pleasure by snuffing out my life.

Beat Dat Pussy

Sadistic phone sexIt was a horrible mistake, over-cooking my boyfriend’s steak. He likes it cooked medium rare. He came towards me like a raging gorilla and pummeled me to the floor. He punched me in the head four times, then gripped my hair and jumped to his feet. He dragged me upstairs by my hair, cursing me. I pleaded for him to stop, but his rage was over the edge of insanity. He forced me to undress then he tied me to the bed with my hands and legs spread apart. He pulled his belt from his pants and I struggled to free myself. He swung the belt high into the hair and sent it flying back down against my wet cunt. The pain was so bad that I saw stars. He hit me over and over again between my legs until he got tired. I cried myself to sleep.

Snuff Porn Dismemberment

snuff pornI was meant for snuff porn. That is what he said. I was powerless. He had me bound and gagged. I was on my knees shaking. I knew my death was near. When I was grabbed, I immediately thought sex slave trade. He made it clear that I was too old and used up to get money for sex. He explained that he had a client who desired a woman like me for something far more nefarious.  When his client made his presence known, he was wearing an executioner’s outfit. Full leather mask obscured his face.  He was holding some ancient axe. Snuff sex was eminent. He wanted me to beg. It was some sick game to him. I have been in many bad situations. Perhaps this was just a sick fantasy designed to scare me. I offered up my body. I thought I could at least make his rape fantasies come true.  He didn’t want my body.  Well, he didn’t want it for sex. He wanted to dismember me, watch me cry and watch me die. He chopped off my arms first. Blood squirted everywhere. I felt faint. The pain was extreme no matter how hard I tried to use mind control to subdue it. Next came my legs. I was a bloody stump, barely breathing when he skull fucked my dying body. The last thing I remembered was swallowing his cum before I took my last breath.

Torturing You Makes My Cunt Wet

Bloody Phone SexI love when men mistake me for a innocent bitch, I am anything but. I don’t not give a fuck about your feelings. I love turning men into my fag bitches,  I have this special cane that I use to peg men. I will duct tape your hands behind your back and bend your pig ass over. Spanking your pig ass you will open your own buttcheeks for me. You better not wince or make one pathetic sound that indicates pain. Reach down piggie and make me happy ha as if that is possible. No lube for you ugly fuck, I shove that cane right into your tight asshole and the satisfaction I get knowing your eyes are bugging out of your head. I fuck you hard and start tearing your rectum, I know it hurts but be a good piggie and don’t move just take this pegging as if you love it. I see some blood that means I need to dig deeper. When I get bored of that I cut the tape in half, blindfold you and and make you lick your feces and blood of my cane. If you move I will slap your thighs and balls. I have a couple glasses and throw them down in this velvet bag crushing them with my heels. Sprinkles like on a sundae that are about to be red and sappy, I sprinkle them on the ground and throw your bitch ass on top and make you move boy that sure is cutting up your hands. I see blood all over my floor and little slivers of glass in your hand and you were so good and didn’t even cry. Now lick that blood up, I don’t need my floor a mess!

Taboo Phone Sex Nightmares

 

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex fantasies consume me. I don’t know what is wrong with me, but I have so many wicked dreams. I dream about guys doing horrible things to me, even killing me. I had one last night that seemed so real. I passed out after partying. I woke up suddenly when a group of strangers yanked me from bed. It was like having a heart attack being woke up that way. They dragged me to the basement where they tied me up and force fucked me for hours. They did more than fuck me, however. One of them wrote cunt on my forehead with my red lipstick. They joked about hearing rumors of the trashy milf who likes to party and fuck college boys who lives here. These guys were younger than me, but they didn’t look like the college type. They looked more like the gangbang rape porn makers type. They burned me with cigarettes. They pissed in my eyes. The fisted my cunt and ass. They used my body as punching bag and a cum receptacle. They cut my hair. They fucked me until my holes bled. It was such an intense dream, that when I woke up I could still smell the piss and cum. I felt sore. I did a line to wake myself up because I felt like I was trapped in my nightmare. I went to the bathroom and saw my face and body. My forehead had whore written on it in red lipstick. My body had purple marks everywhere. When I went to pee, I pissed blood. I touched my asshole and it was on the outside. What the fuck happened to me. Clearly, what I dreamt was reality. Just couldn’t remember how I got to my bed. Guess poor memory is one of the pitfalls of being a party whore.

Suzie Homemaker

Sadistic phone sex I know I look so prim and proper. Just like Suzie Homemaker. But really I am a nasty slut. I like to be brutalized. The harder you pound on me and tear my flesh up. The more I fucking squirt. Pulling out a knife to use on me is like pulling out a dildo for the average slut. Beating the shit out of me is foreplay I fucking love. Are you one of these dirty men who can make my flesh bruise and bleed before you fuck me? Can you strangle me so tight I fucking pass and you don’t stop fucking me? And to wake me up you punch me in the gut and bitch slap me in the face. There is an evil submissive slut lurking beneath this normal look.

Snuff Movies & Brat Soup

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Snuff Movies are sexy if they are real murder victims. I happen to know a few men who will pay big money for sweet tender age victims getting chopped and diced.  I am a sexy killer with money and brat soup on my mind. So I waited with my boy toy of the month and scouted a local play ground and took some very young brats when no one was looking. Just for fun I had him pick up two trashy hookers to tie up and watch all the fun.  The camera is rolling as I tie the screaming and crying snot noses up. Little to my boy toys knowledge three wealthy men have paid large sums to rip open a couple sweet pussys and asses. Boy toy is enraged and I swiftly get behind him and slice his throat so deep that his head is almost severed.  I am covered in blood and I walk in front of the camera to get the hookers ready for there close ups. I am attacked from behind by a big bull dicked black guy and fucked brutally. Blood and the smell of cum is in my face as the video is running. I fight like I cant take it and even scream as I slash his chest wide open. He fucking loves it and bites my neck so hard that blood gushes. I bring the blade up and sever his cock and balls. He lays limp as I tell the other two to commence the ass prolapsing and ripping of cunnys.  I just ask for cash payment and to leave the bodies for me to dispose of. When all Is said and done I have my herbs and spices and set my brat soup to simmer. I throw the hookers in the basement naked and lock them up. They are horrified and I am excited as I taste my bean and brat soup. I plan on feeding the ladies of the night brat soup until I get another request for snuff porn. I even do a little video of me fucking myself with the severed BBC. And yes I came very hard on that dead dick.

 

Castration Phone Sex: I Will Revoke Your Balls

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Castration phone sex is a wicked good time for me. Perhaps, not you so much. Guys seem particularly attached to their balls. Even, small worthless balls are hard to part with. What men don’t understand is that testicles are a privilege. Not every guy deserves them. Sure, you are born with nuts, but if you have proven time and time again, that you don’t know how to use them properly, they should be revoked. Just like if you get too many DUIs, your license is permanently revoked. I revoke balls. Too many men have balls that don’t know how to use them properly. I met Daniel at a Goth bar last week. He was sexually harassing the women there. He called a friend of mine a freak and lots of other far worse names. This fucking loser walked into a Goth bar and started insulting the patrons. That shit didn’t go over well. I don’t put up with trash talking. You don’t like Goths, get the fuck out of our bar. He was drunk and looking for trouble. I am trouble with a capital T. He just had no clue how much trouble he was in. The folks in that bar had my back. I spiked his drink to lessen his strength and two guys lifted him on top of the bar for me. I shoved someone’s panties in his mouth, stripped him naked from the waist down and showed him what happens to disrespectable pricks. The owner of the bar gave me a few things to select from, so I picked the rusty old chainsaw in the back. All my fellow Goths and sadistics were cheering me on. I sawed off his nuts with a rusty chainsaw. He was bleeding all over the bar. Girls got out their lighters and burned the wound shut. He would live, but he was not going to procreate, and he would likely never get laid again because I left a nasty scar. At least he learned a lesson. Don’t come on to my turf and insult me and my friends. I have lots of torture phone sex stories for you as a sick bitch.

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