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Drug-fueled sadistic phone sex

sadistic phone sexHe was knocking the  fuck out of me with his sadistic phone sex beating. My lip was split and my eye black. It seemed to inflame his huge cock more when I cried out, but the pain was just too great. He flipped me over with just one hand, yanking my ass up in the air. I heard him spit on his cock and I knew it was about to happen. He rammed his cock into my rectum with such force that I could almost feel it tear. The blood helped ease the pain as he began to bang my insides, all the time calling me degrading names. “Pig. Cunt. Worthless piece of shit.” I knew it was true and screamed in agreement, echoing his vile barrage of abuse. His cock was huge, no less than 10 inches and he used it like a deadly weapon. The drugs fueled his spree of terror and his cock stayed hard no matter how many times he’d fucked me. At least he was kind enough to shoot some more poison in my veins every time I begged. His cock quaked inside me of but I knew he couldn’t cum. He punched me in the head again, making things go black. Pulling it out of my ass, he rammed it between my busted lips. I could smell and taste the blood and shit in my mouth. He straddled me, his balls knocking against my chin as he strained to cum. Still no nut and he was in a rage. He threw me to the floor and jumped on me, punching me in the gut and making me wretch. His cock was back inside of my pussy now and he pounded my head on the floor with every thrust. This aggression turned him on and his ball sac tightened. As my eyes rolled back into my head, I felt his load bust inside of me. Sweet blackness took me into oblivion as he shouted triumphantly.

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Let me begin by saying this was some crazy snuff phone sex. I was at a pool party and I was having a great time. I noticed I was getting eyed by every dude at the party. I was in my tiny little bikini not meaning to show off, but I guess I might have. I had a red cup and it was full of Club soda and vodka. I must have carelessly set it down when I was getting ready to shimmy myself into the pool. When I finished drinking my drink, I started to get all kinds of dizzy and out of my body. I got out of the pool and laid down on a lawn chair. I closed my eyes for only what seemed like ten minutes. When I opened my eyes I noticed I was on a bed, completely naked, and I was completely soaked in my own blood.

The mattress was like a giant cotton ball absorbing my blood. My thighs were spread open and I felt my holes gaped open. It almost felt like I didn’t even have individual holes anymore. I tried to squeeze my legs back together but the pain was unbearable and I wasn’t able to do it. I took a second look and my legs were completely broken. I started to panic and tried to scream out. I had a gag in my mouth and I was not able to even utter a sound loud enough for someone to here me. I hear the water going in the bathroom and out comes a man, completely covered in my blood with his fist being held up as if he was a doctor, they were covered in blood. “How are you feeling you little worthless prostitute?”

He started getting closer. He hovered over my lower half of my body and he acted like he was going to take a big manly swing at my cunt with his fist. He launched his hand forward and I clenched my teeth and my eyes bracing myself for the pain that was going to rush through my body. I look at him and he starts laughing. “Oh what do you not feel that!” I look at him confused. “Here you little fucking whore, let me show you my art work.” He took a hand mirror and made it reflect my now Cyclopes gapping open hole. Not holes. My pink pussy and my tight ass hole was now one huge whole that he pounded open with his fist. “Best part is, I am not even done with you yet.” He couldn’t fist my gapped open holes anymore, what else could he possibly have in store for me now?

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I grow up In where my mom was in a abusive relationship. So i thought that it was good for men to beat on women. so in all my relationships i was abused. Not only during sex either. I felt the pleasure when men beat on me. I loved the pain, It really turned me on to know i was getting beat. To know that he is also turned on by beating me, Makes me even more love it. It really use to affect me. But now it don’t affect me at all. I love when a man ties me down. Puts a knife to my neck. Fucks me so hard in my ass that i bleed. I love to be your submissive little ass whore. I want you to tie me down on the bed, And put a knife to my neck, And make me take your cock hard and deep in my ass. Fuck my ass hard baby. Make me feel the pain. I love pain. I will endure every thing you have in store for my ass. I want you to fucking torture my ass with so much pain. I love being your little ass slave. Make me scream. Come give me all the pain i need and want. Make me your next victim.

Being Anally Fisted Is Torture Sex

torture sexI thought I knew what pain was. I thought I was a pain slut. Truthfully, I never knew what torture sex was until I met you. My Daddy owed you much money so he told you to do whatever you wanted to me. He told you to fulfill your wildest desires with my worthless body. You met that challenge with your evil, sadistic ways. You started out as I was accustomed. I was tied up and whipped. This hurt of course, but it was a pain that turned me on and left me wanting more. You used your cane until my back was bleeding, and still, you did not break me.  You were getting angry that I was not screaming. Then an evil glint came into your eyes.

You gave me no prep. You made no attempt to stretch my tiny asshole. You simply balled your fist up and rammed it into my tight ass as quickly and as roughly as you could. Finally, you hear me scream. You hear me beg for mercy. I can feel your fist ramming deep into my gut. I can feel my ass bleeding from the rapid intrusion. You have blood pouring around your arm, but you don’t care. You only laugh, sadistically, evilly, and you do it harder. The pain is so intense, I black out several times, even begin convulsing, yet you never even slow down.

You turn so that your cock is in my face. You tell me to open my mouth wide like the whore that I am. I comply. You force your cock down my throat making me gag. You never let me breath as you fuck my raw throat, eventually making me puke. You don’t care. I am not a human being to you. I am just a worthless piece of trash to fuck and throw away. Between your cock in my throat allowing me no air, and your fist ramming my guts, I succumb to the pain. My world goes black.

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Castration Phone Sex is My Favorite Taboo Phone Sex Call

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is my favorite. Why? Because testicles are for winners. Let’s be honest here. If you read past the first sentence, you are not a winner. You are a loser with a tiny dick or a broke down dick or just a fucking moron who has no reason procreating. A real man would see the word castration and say to himself, “What the fuck,” and not read any further. Not you right? You are still reading this because you know you do not deserve your balls. You need a woman like me in your life who will not hesitate to remove your junk. I have a special place in my cold dark heart for losers who can admit their short comings and ask for help. It won’t make me not remove said loser’s balls, but I will do so more compassionately. You piss me off or fight me, your testicles get fed to the animals and you don’t get the benefit of a soldering iron. You can just bleed out.

My reputation for junk removal is well known in certain parts. Often times I get men sending me letters with pictures pleading for me to whack off their nuggets. Many offer to pay me for my time and service. Just last week, I gave  Bob the chance to lose his balls for a small fee. He had been begging me for months. No money was ever offered up until he got in trouble with the law for exposing his little click stick to some young girls, who by the way laughed at him and snapped pictures they later posted on Instagram and Snapchat before calling the police.  When I arrived at his place, I found him with a castration band already around his balls. They were turning blue and he was having difficulty talking. I put a ball gag in his mouth so his neighbors would not hear the screams. I laid a towel down underneath him as not to stain his carpet. And, I handcuffed him to a chair so he could not fight me.

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I have lots of ways to take off nuts, but Bob was getting the compassionate service since he paid me $2,000. A grand a nut.  I pulled his balls down and sliced at the skin being tugged away from his body by the band with my big blade. Blood splattered;  Bob passed out and his nuts fell to the ground. I cauterized the wound, used some smelling salts to revive him, then left him his testicles as a memento . How you interact with me determines if your get the compassionate service or if you bleed out on your living room rug.

Poor Little Thing

torture phone sex angie1I saw him walking in the park, pushing the stroller in front of him. She looked just like him in miniature. Striking up a conversation about how cute she was had him spilling his guts in no time. His wife died during the birth and he was left alone and caring for her. If my heart wasn’t so fucking black I might have felt sorry for him. But all I could think of was how my pussy was dripping as I imagined her little body covered in blood by his hands. The anguished look that would cover his face as he lost her too. The pain in his voice as he tells me he wants to die. And the pleasure it will bring me to keep him alive and suffering for a while. Offering him a home cooked meal was the ticket to getting him right where I wanted him. Watching all my fantasies come to life was priceless. As I sit here smoking a cigarette, listening to his anguished sobs is just making me hotter. He is chained now with her lifeless body laying in front of him, tormenting him….my evil heart has no conscience.

Rape phone sex fantasies make date night FUN!

rape phone sex fantasiesYet ANOTHER boring date I was thinking…we just aren’t the dinner and movies kind of people. We were coming into the movie room and saw a little girl in the corner, all curled up and scared. No one else was around and she was lost, and helpless. This date was finally starting to look up! A stupid little girl is sure to make things exciting! My twisted boyfriend and I swept her away into our car and far away…never to be seen again by anyone but us. We brought her home and tied her up. She was really young and little! Her body was bald with hair and she has big innocent looking eyes. I couldn’t wait to completely and brutally violate her. I really couldn’t wait to completely wreck that bitches little world. Stupid bitch gets lost and then suffers multiple wounds from being stabbed, fucked and used. MMM!  This is the best date ever! I love helping my boyfriend with his rape phone sex fantasies and mine too! A little slut like this is going to be a virgin so it’s going to be nice an bloody. He is going to make her taste her virgin blood on his cock. That there is enough to make me fucking cum! But I was not done with this worthless piece of shit…I planned to keep this going overnight, or until she bleeds to death!

Slice a Bitch.

snuff phone sexSome call me evil. That’s such a pretty world. What I really am is a scavenger. I pluck those less fortunate souls off the street that no one will miss. I started with homeless but they are so pitiful. Then I moved on to the dregs of society. Cheaters, whore, dealers, and criminals. They are the really fun ones because they can never believe that they were caught in my net. I kill them slowly, one piece at a time.

Castration, multilation, asphyxiation are all great fun.  You have a grudge against someone who needs to die? Let me share of the wicked things I have done in the past and you can tell me who needs to die. I’ll make your victim call out for mercy from her God, who doesn’t exist.

For even more fun, let’s do a 2 girl call with a submissive slut. She will scream and beg for mercy which makes my pussy so wet. I’ll bet your cock can’t handle it either. https://submissivewhore.com/girls/

Be my blood-soaked accomplice, my bone-breaking Reaper, my cock with spikes and daggers. Once you learn to kill, there will never be a greater thrill ….except maybe fucking the still warm body of the dead. torture phone sex

Used and Abused- Violent Phone Sex

violent phone sexDon’t let the image fool you. The tattoos and piercings are a cover up to what lies beneath. I am a battered, used and torn up old bitch. I will submit to any cock that comes my way. Well because that is the way my husband has trained me to be. Of course he is not aware of me getting side cock, if he had ever found that out it may be the last beating I’d ever see. Something about taking a hard pounding by the fist of a strong man turns me on and makes my pussy wet. If you are looking for a victim to choke until she sees those little black dots, or one to take the blows of your fist as you slam your fuck rod into my old cunt, I am the one. I’ve been tortured in every imaginable way…from several men taking my pussy forcefully to charging my back door, I’ve had objects of every kind shove in my cunt and been beaten to a bloody pulp with them very objects that once fucked me. I’ve been choked, suffocated, bruised, cut, slashed, nose broke, blood vessels busted in my eyes, lips split, cunt torn, asshole stretched, tonsils nearly ripped out with a cock itself. I have seen it all and taken it all. I don’t give up much of a fight I know better. I am a pathetic piece of shit that deserves every beating and fucking I get.

The Bitch is Back for Blood

Taboo Phone Sex BraydenI’m back bitches!  I had to take a bit of a hiatus and haul ass to avoid some legal entanglements.  A sweet little Angel disappears on your watch and the cops come breathing down your neck.  Go fucking figure.  No worries, they didn’t find shit and I’m back with a vengeance.  I’ve never been the kind of bitch to “learn her lesson” and stay on the path to good!  I’m an evil soul stealing bitch and I fucking love it.  I crave the feeling of a terrified body writhing beneath my hand.  I love watching the flow of blood move slow and soft like satin down my victim’s body.  The fear in their eyes.  That’s what feeds  my inner bitch.  The pure unmitigated delicious fucking fear.  You can smell it on them.  They almost always  have the faintest glimmer of hope.  Hope that I will change my  mind, hope that I will not keep hurting them, hope that I will not kill them.  They hope they can return to their little lives back to Mommy and Daddy and all their friends.  I love to torture them.  Both physically and emotionally.  I love to make them THINK they have a fucking chance in hell of escaping.  That is not the kind of sadistic fuck I am though.  I will not release them, not alive anyway.  I love a good accomplice that is not afraid of dishing out hard core punishment and torture.  I want every god damn hole they have destroyed.  Create new ones with me baby.  Let’s watch the little piggies squeal as we slit them open and bathe in their blood.  I’m hungry for a good victim.  If you have the balls and stomach for it,  you’re welcome to join me.  Just make sure we don’t leave behind any evidence! 

~Sadistically Your Sinful Blood Craving Accomplice, Brayden