Tag: Bloody Phone Sex

Beat, fuck, and cum on me at the same time

Domination phone sex

My master is a hard fellow to break or even slip away. I’m unable to get fucked by anyone else unless he approves, could that be you? Are you able to break my tight little bald pussy open, literally, rip me up and pound me like a hammer.

Master will be watching closely to make sure your doing the job right and if you don’t…I can always tell if he’s ok with your shaft work by the size of his cock.  Usually I get gangbanged but tonight it’s just you.

While you got me on my back he likes to sit in a chair next to us, whip out his massive cock and stroke it, the bigger means better.

Throw me around, slap me and make me scream. Maybe even spice it up with some choking while you’re deep inside my moist, juicy, wet cunt. Watch my eyes go dark then come back, then do it again.

Master likes things rough and raw, he especially loves the fucking fear in my eyes, then my tears. After your done slamming, cum all over my face then hold my tits together and fill them up with jizz.

It’s better than drilling for oil. It’s a bloody fuck hole. Torture phone sex me to death.

Torture Phone Sex

The boarder between pleasure and pain is a very fine line. You can either love a large dick in you, or it’s the most painful experience ever. No real in between.

For me, that line is very blurred. I love having my pussy getting tortured by whatever implement is being shoved in it at the time. Possibly something that can stretch the hole till it ripes open.

Most natural lube ever is blood. Might as well use it. Even if it’s a finite amount.

Getting my ass gaped is just as pleasurable too. Even with that Pear of Anguish. Just spread this bitch open so you can see what I look like on the inside. I’d love to have my pussy and asshole connect at some point to be one giant bloody mess of a cave. Stick anything in there you want.

Trust me. I want it that way.

 

Rape phone sex fantasies end in bloody suffering.

            Rape phone sex fantasies end in bloody suffering. Some things are worse than death and this whore knows how to make you, or any victim suffer. Torture is real, shallow cuts, barely any blood. Peg you hard. Part of the rape fantasy is the torture. Bringing the pain onto you.

            Shattered glass into the back, sit on you and rub in the alcohol. Listen to the screams. Not my first rodeo. Buck under me. Let me hear you scream. As soon as you think the pain stops, I will find a new torture for you.

            Like twisting your balls into a knot. Can’t cum if they can’t leave the balls. Now to really enjoy the rape fantasy going to make sure your prostate is pressed into. Forcing the hardon.

            The race is on for Torture phone sex is real. Going to torture you makes you suffer, then sooner or later, most likely sooner when you are screaming for release. I will untie your balls, and give you consent to cum.

            Maybe. All in all, you will be suffering, and you will be bloody. My coming with your torture alongside my rape fantasy is enough to make me orgasm.

Rape phone sex fantasies

Taboo Phone Sex Accomplice Explores Any Snuff Fantasy with You

taboo phone sexMen need a no taboo phone sex accomplice for their perversions. And all men have perversions. But most men never admit it. That’s why this snuff site is here. To safely explore the things that you really want to do, but you let fear of going to prison stop you. My callers get creative. But I do too. Creatively lets us get out all our pent-up aggression. And that’s good for everyone.

My last caller last night had some rape fantasies for his teen daughter and a couple of her hot friends. The dumb bitch has a public Instagram account. And that means any pervert can look at her like me. So, I told him that her and her cute friends deserved all his rape phone sex fantasies because they clearly want trouble with a public account as high school girls.

We concocted a Purge fantasy. Ever seen any of those movies? One night every year complete lawlessness occurs. You can commit even the most violent crimes without any repercussions. It’s a great concept. And likely really would curb day to day crime. So, on a day of Purge, my caller could force fuck his daughter and all her cock teasing friends and even kill them if he wanted without punishment.

Imagine All the Sick Fun We Could Have if We Had a Purge Night Every Year?

No need to hide our faces. For the night we were above the law. Of course, I helped him. Someone needed to hold the bitches down while he destroyed their cunts and assholes. At one point, I sat on the bitches’ faces to smother them and stifle their screams. Although the law did not care that he force fucked these teen sluts, his wife might. But she medicated, and went to sleep in the cellar in case someone broke in.

We planned the perfect snuff fantasy phone sex scenario. The law did not care that he assaulted four teen girls and killed them too. And his wife would discover their dead bodies after emerging from a deep sleep and assume they left the cellar at some point and someone broke in for a pure encounter. I think of everything as your partner in crime.

Lock me up and torture my pussy

 

Kidnapping phone sex

Lock me up and throw the key away, kidnapping phone sex, I’m an evil bitch and as soon as I’m out of here you won’t live to see another day. I won’t only castrate you, but I’ll use your fucking cock as my toy, make you cum all over yourself so you’ll enjoy life before I end it.

You trapped the wrong bitch asshole. You put shit in my drink after we fucked to take me away to this dark dungeon where you’ve locked me away to torture, humiliate and have rape fantasies with. I’m not bothered though. All I can think about is the evil shit I’m gonna do to you once I’m out.

I can tell it’s early morning when you come down and give me bread and water. You empty my bed pan and wipe my ass. After that you loosen my leash to pound my pussy. You cum all over my face, shoving your dick in my mouth to swallow the

Castration Phone Sex Can Happen Anywhere

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is my hobby and my passion. Balls are a privilege that I can revoke at any time. Just because you have balls does not make you superior. In fact, I will argue it makes you inferior because men get too accustomed to their balls. They touch them nonstop. Men become a slave to their balls. And that makes them do stupid shit. When they do, I revoke their privileges.

If you cannot use your balls for good, you do not deserve them. And you would be surprised at how many men think they are superior to women and that their balls give them certain rights to my body. Men can be so fucking stupid. I am not a woman who believes my body your choice. However, I do believe your body, my balls if you act like an entitled fool.

Your Balls are a Privilege and I Can Revoke Your Privilege Any Time

And Jeff acted like a fool in front of me. So, I revoked his privileges. Severed his balls from his body with some extreme cock and ball torture sex.  And I did not do anything to dull his pain or slow the bleeding down. Where would be the fun in that, right?  I rarely take out my anger publicly. Safer to kill and maim in my dungeon. But this asshole followed me into the restroom at my Goth bar. He was out of place, not me. So, I knew my bar patrons and the staff would have my back.

He tried to push himself on the wrong girl. Without missing a beat, I pulled out the knife strapped to my leg when he pulled his worthless dick out of his pants. I grabbed his dick, tugged really hard, and put my knife under the balls. And with one smooth move, I severed his worthless nuggets in a dirty bathroom stall. For all I know, he bled out on the floor. If he did, he would be taken out with the trash. I am an evil phone sex bitch. Do not cross me. I will sever your balls and leave you to bleed out too.

I’m your evil bitch babysitter

Babysitter phone sex

You hired me to be your babysitter, little did you know that I’m an evil bitch, little sissy fucks don’t make it out alive. Your barely legal teen son has been acting out, looks like he needs shit shoved up his ass to teach him a lesson.

Poor guy was already scared when he saw me. After you left it didn’t take long for me to tie the bitch up. I spread his legs and tied them to the bed. I went into my goodie back and pulled out my biggest black dildo and some lube. The look on his face made my pussy so wet. With some spit and lube I shoved that shit up his butthole, torturing and assaulting his whole backside. I love the screams!

Blood is dripping out of his ass, I had to lick that shit up, mmmmhmmm. He’s so scared. With the cock far up his little pink spot, every pound, every stretch makes him shake, like a little baby bitch he is.

I busted out my knife and started cut at his balls, I decided not to cut them completely off, I just wanted more blood to play with, bustin his balls. I like to collect the blood of my babysitting victims, spread and wipe it all over my soaked snatch and tits. 

Evil Teen’s Torture: Cock Mutilation Bliss

Hey, you sick fucks, I’m here to talk about some twisted shit, a phone sex fantasy for the fucked-up, you perverted bastards. I’m your goth teen, a dark mistress, here to bring pain, you filthy freaks.

I get off on seeing men’s cocks mutilated, a sick pleasure, a bloody delight, you twisted fucks. Your pain is my fucking joy, a sinister game, and I’ll go to extreme lengths, you pathetic perverts. Like that cheating bastard who felt my wrath, a gasoline enema, a burning reminder, you dumb fools.Step into my dungeon, a realm of torture, where your cock is just the beginning, you worthless freaks. I’ll use my tools, whips and chains, to bring you to the brink, a painful thrill, you masochistic fucks. Your screams are music to my ears, a symphony of agony, as I push your limits, you twisted Bitch.

Think you can handle the extreme? Your cock, a useless piece of meat, will bow to my will, a torturous delight, you filthy bastards. I’ll give you a taste of hell, a bloody pleasure, and laugh as you suffer, you sick fucks.

Home invasion turns into a good fuck

Home invasion phone sex

You decided to do some fucked up shit and break-in to my house, little did you know that home invasion phone sex turns me on. You picked the wrong house to do your bad deeds.

After hearing my window break I jumped outa bed and grabbed my bat, and there you were with a mask on, dressed in black. You didn’t put up a big fight so I bashed you on the head, knocked your ass out!

When you woke up you were tied up by your hands and feet, naked. “Awww, you little bitch thought you could have rape fantasies with me?!” You’re scared and shaking as I grab onto your cock, all bloody from your head injury. I begin to stroke it using your own blood, spitting on your cock head for extra lube, violating and assaulting you.

I forcibly sit down on top of you, grinding my tight wet bald pussy, this shit turns me on! You’re whimpering and crying as I’m getting off. I grab a dog color and leash and secure your neck, pulling you closer to me as I ride you like the little bitch boy you are, squirting all over your dick, thighs, leaving you drenched.

Think I’m gonna leave you right where you are for a little torture for later……

Knife Play Phone Sex Earned Me the Nickname the Wicked Butcher

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex earned me the nickname, The Wicked Butcher. And I like that name. So, it is my handle on the dark net. Men or women who hire me for some nefarious act, only know me as The Wicked Butcher. Mostly men hire me to help them kill. But occasionally, a woman seeking revenge hires me.

Last night, I worked with a scorned wife. Her husband left her for a barely legal receptionist. And not only did he leave her, but he also wants to cut her off financially and take custody of their son too. To say she is pissed off would be a huge understatement. Her reaction to her husband’s actions seemed reasonable. I would be out for blood too.

I wanted to torture the loser. Castrate him and make him a snuff porn star. However, to protect my client, we needed to make this look like a robbery gone wrong. Otherwise, all suspicion would be on my client. The gaslit and scorned wife would be the only suspect in her husband’s murder. The police would not look for other suspects.  She needed an alibi and a crime that looked random, not personal.

Some Kills Seem More Satisfying Than Others

Let me tell you how hard it is for me to do a quick kill. I savor the torture and my victim’s pain. But the money she paid me to kill her husband trumped my desire to prolong his misery. While she went to the movies with her son, I followed her husband and stabbed him. As a sadistic bitch, I know just where to cut so my victim bleeds out.

It took all my willpower to not gut him like a pig. But if I gutted him like a pig, spilling his entrails, the kill would look personal to the cops. So, he got one stab in his femoral artery and another in his gut. And I waited for him to die. While he bled out, I whispered in his ear, “Your wife sends her regards.” Once he collapsed dead on the grown, I took his watch and wallet as trophies for my client. Maybe not the most satisfying kill ever, but I did have a bloody phone sex good time.