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Torture Phone Sex: Beauty Equals Pain

torture phone sex big titsI usually only have male masters. Sin, is the exception. She is a beautiful hot dominant bitch. I can’t help but give in to Sin.  I met her years ago at an underground sex club. She was the only female domme there. The rest of us girls were just subbie bitches there to be used and abused by the male patrons. She took a liking to me. I think because I am quite beautiful. I look like a goddess, but I am no stuck up bitch. I know my place. Sin called me last weekend as she wanted me to check out this new female centered S and M club. I was not Sin’s date for the evening; I was her pet.

I wore a diamond encrusted dog collar and crawled into the club on all fours like the dog I am. If I pulled or crawled at a pace too fast for Sin, she took her riding crop to my exposed ass. The club was packed. Lots of beautiful dominant goth goddesses with pretty little subbie pets like me. Sin took me into a private VIP room. The room looked far more inviting than what was about to happen to me. Purple and black crushed velvet disguised the torture room. Sin had me get up on this table and she tied me spread eagle. I was gagged and my hands and feet exposed.

Sin informed me that in medieval times, pretty, painted whores were denailed. I was not familiar with thistorture phone sex evil bitch archaic practice, but I did not like the sound of it. She brought out a tray of torture devices. I saw sharp sewers, hot oil and sulfur, pliers and a host of sharp objects. I was scared. Sin was a dominant bitch, but I was about to meet her sadistic side. She told me I knew better than to show up with painted nails and toes trying to outshine her. She dipped the sewers in the hot sulfur and slid them under my toes and fingernails. The hot sulfur not only loosened the nail from my flesh, it scaled my flesh. My screams had to pierce her ears. The pain was unbearable. I never knew a woman could be so cruel to another woman. I thought I was a pain slut until this moment. Nothing in my S and M world, prepared me for the pain of denailing.

Once my finger and toenails were pliable from the hot sulfur and oil, Sin used the pliers to rip the nails from their root, leaving me with bloody stumps. The pain was unlike anything I had felt before; so excruciating that I passed out a few times. The entire time Sin was denailing my once pretty extremities, she smiled. It was as if she was creating a work of art, her masterpiece to be proud of.  Even the air hurt as it touched my exposed fingers and toes. Every tear, every wince, every scream, brought a smile to Sin’s face.

I learned a valuable, painful lesson that night. Never try to be prettier than your Master. My vanity, my pride, my beauty, paid a high price for that lesson. But I will never make that mistake again.

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Do Unto Others……

bloody phone sex knife playI know I should feel all jolly and shit as the holidays are approaching. Most folks are feeling good at this time of year, however, I am a bit like the Grinch. I just don’t enjoy all the false sentiment folks spew this time of year. I do, however, like the sentiment “Do unto others as they would do unto you.” And that is just what I did to this mother fucker who ripped out of my hand the last fancy Lego set I was purchasing for my friend’s brat, the only brat I like. His name is Damien too. I hate Walmart; and more than I hate Walmart, I hate Walmart shoppers. This asshole said he needed it for his brat more than I did. Even pushed me to the ground and sprinted through the store to check out.

He clearly did not know who he was fucking with. I waited for him in the parking lot, saw what car he got into then stalked him to a fucking bar and waited patiently until his drunk ass came out. Never underestimate my patience when it comes to revenge. Before he could get to his car, I greeted him with my big ass knife. Pushed him into the alley and asked if he remembered me. He did. But, “yeah you are the stupid cunt from Walmart,” was not the correct answer.  I also had my pliers and my 38 special with me. I held the knife to his neck until he was quivering and pissed his pants. I then asked him if he had ever heard of a little movie called “Marathon Man.”

Of course he had not. Stupid rude mother fucker. Well I introduced him to my favorite scene with a live reenactment. I used those pliers to pull out all his teeth. One by one, slowly, meticulously and very painfully I extracted all his teeth. I had a gun to his worthless cock and balls, a knife to his throat and suggested he be very still and make no sudden movements as my hands were not steady. His mouth was a bloody hollow mess by the time I was done. I even made him hold his own teeth and smile for me after every tooth I extracted. When I was done, I tossed his teeth in the dirty alley, and left him a bloody, pissy, crying mess.

He took something from me, I took something from him.

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Torture Sex with Blair: A Bad Mommy Gets Punished

torture sex bondageDo you enjoy torture sex? My dominant son has been torturing me for years and he gets off knowing I share our sick twisted exploits on phone calls. He said it makes me a victim twice over. A few weeks ago, he found out I had seduced a young boy on the block. I am a hot MILF after all.  Apparently my son installed a nanny cam in my bedroom so he knew all the dirty perverted things I let that much younger man do to me.

My payback for being a dirty whore was to have my holes tortured. My son doesn’t like having a slutty mommy who fucks anyone. I think he just doesn’t like me fucking anyone but him and his friends. As he was binding my limbs, he took a cattle prod to my pussy, electrocuting my clit. He looked me right in the eye as he was singeing  the flesh from my pussy and said, “You are a dirty P-mommy, you deserve pain, not pleasure.” He added, “If you can’t use it properly, you shouldn’t have it.” Then, he held the cattle prod so hard on my worthless clit that it ripped from my pussy. He laughed as I screamed in pain.

torture sex analBlood was running down my thighs as my son flipped me over to expose my worthless ass. He shoved a speculum in my asshole, cranked it wide and spit in it. He knew I let that young boy cum in my tight ass and he was so livid he decided to mutilate my ass too. He lit a Churchill cigar, which is a long son of a bitch, and fucked my ass with it, flicking ashes deep inside me. The embers seared my anus. I didn’t think I could hurt anymore when he took the cattle prod and fucked my ass with it. My rectum was on fire. The pain was agonizing, but I knew I deserved it. I knew I was a worthless dirty perverted mommy that needed punished for corrupting young boys. My son then  fucked my bloody tortured holes. His cum burned my torn and battered fuck holes. He got off so hard hurting me. That’s all that matters.

medical fetish phone sex analWomen like me need strong masters to keep us in our place. I am a torture doll. I need punished daily for I am weak. I fornicate. I have dirty thoughts. I am insolent.  Would you be my Master too?

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Murder Phone Sex Fantasies with Georgia

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When I see you torture another girl now I just get jealous. Can you believe that?! I never thought I would enjoy the pain as much you said I would. Watching you torture that girl was still a little fun, but I just wished it was me the entire time. Hearing the loud cracks of your whip and seeing her blood run down her body really got me going though.
As much as I tried to resist I couldn’t ignore my aching clit. If you caught me I knew I’d be punished, that’s probably why I didn’t try very hard to hide what I was up to. It wasn’t a surprise when you caught me, to be honest it’s what I wanted. You saw me there, kneeling on the floor rubbing my swollen clit. I didn’t even get a chance to make up an excuse before you slapped me across the face. You were so angry that you continued to beat on me, not knowing that it makes me cum. Those screams weren’t just from pain! even when I was spitting my blood out of my own mouth I loved every minute of it…
Every night I crave more pain and fantasize about the most severe beating. Sometimes I think about you cutting me into little pieces, slowly killing me. That fantasy makes me cum right away, I feel so dirty afterward. I’m a little afraid of how far I will go to feel more pain. I want to beg you for it, I’m so tired of denying how much I love it.

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A Surprise Gift

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He walked in with a huge smile on his face.  I knew he had done something.  He held up his hands and they were completely clean.  I was shocked, I have never seen him smile like this without there being some sort of Sadistic Act making him do so.  He sat down on my bed and tossed some panties at me.  They were so frilly, I almost laughed.  I wouldn’t be caught dead wearing something like this.  It is true that I have sexy lingerie, but nothing like this.  This was up and up girlie attire.  I looked at them for a bit, then at him.  He tried to act innocent saying, “WHAT?”, but that smile was still playing on his lips.  I then thought he was just joking around with me so I started to joke back with him.  I played with the panties a bit then I just tossed them back to them.  I said, “Please get rid of those things.”

He made a big deal out of stuffing him back into his pocket while he acted sad that I didn’t want them.  I asked him why he was acting so weird.  He said, “Maybe if you don’t want the panties, you might want what goes in them.”  He got up and walked out of the bedroom.  I KNEW IT!  He had done something.

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He backed into the bedroom tugging on a heavy rug.  I asked him what he was doing, his reply was that he was going to show me what goes in the panties.  He pulled the rug over and unfolded it.  It took a minute for my brain to register what I was seeing.  There on the rug was one of the most messed up individuals I have ever seen in my life.  The breasts had been removed, one of the legs was torn away at the knee cap, and when it opened it’s mouth I could see the tongue was gone.  All the hair had been removed from it’s head.  I mean this was a bit shocking, even to me.  He said, “Go on, give it a little smooch.”  I laughed and said, “No thanks.”  He said, “Awww come on, at least blow it a kiss.” 

I laughed and blew the thing a kiss.  “Who is that? Or was that rather?” I asked him.  He said, “Does it matter?”  I laughed again and said, “No.”  He said, “I haven’t shown you the best part yet.”  He reached down, the thing started to make noise and try to wiggle away, he kicked it in it’s head.  It immediately stopped moving.  It wasn’t knocked out because I could see it follow his movement with it’s eyes.  He reached down again and pulled the rug completely away from it’s body, then grabbed the one ankle that was left and raised it up and back.

I immediately started to laugh hard.  I looked up at him and he said, “Go on.”  I placed my hand on the ankle that was sticking out of this thing’s ass and pushed on it.  It let out a scream, so I pulled it out, then shoved it again. I could tell it was in a lot of pain, but his cock was getting hard.  The more I fucked it’s ass with the detached limb, the harder he got.  He said, “Guess what else is in there?”  I knew right away that the other missing body parts were somehow shoved inside.  He said, “I packed them in there with the leg.”

Torture sexBoth of us spent the next ten minutes or so just violating it’s ass with the limb, we were laughing and enjoying ourselves.  Then he stopped and looked at me.  I looked back at him.  He asked me if I wanted to fuck, and by this time my pussy was in need of a good fucking.  I moved back to where I was and started to take off the rest of my clothes.  I didn’t have to tell him if it was a yes or a no, he could tell right away that the answer was a resounding yes.

 

Torture phone sex with Toni: Amputations

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Amputations drive me wild! All I have to do is pull out my saw and my cunt gets soaking wet before I even start to use it. The sound of cutting flesh and sawing through bones almost excites me more than my victims screams. None of my little amputees gets to die right away either because keeping them alive and screaming gives me the most pleasure. After I hacked off all their limps I used to get bored and just let them die, but I’ve had a lot practice since then. I can keep them alive for weeks if I wanted to! I kept this sorry bitch Tammy alive long enough to turn her into a naughty little cannibal. Poor girl was starving, but it doesn’t make what she did any less pathetic. That desperate little whore even thanked me while I fed her pound after pound of her own rotting flesh.

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Tammy’s arm made great toys too and I played with them for hours before I fed them to her. I pushed the bloody side of Tammy’s left arm deep inside my pussy while that dirty slut watched every minute of it. I could hear her screaming as I pulled her lifeless arm in and out of my juicy kitty, but that wasn’t enough to stop me. Her arm was better than a real cock, it made cum like I never had before. It was so good that I almost regretting feeding it to her that night!

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Snuff phone sex with Georgia: Hook suspension.

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You knew my biggest fear and used it against me. Death used to be what made me the most afraid, but that was before I knew what real torture felt like. Dying sounds like fun compared to what you do and what you’ve made me do.
When I saw those hooks and thick piercing needles I knew what your plan was. You’ve used similar methods to prevent the other kidnapped girls from escaping. Even though I knew what was about to happen to me, I didn’t bother to resist. It’s a waste of time and by now I obviously know better. There were still tears streaming down my face while you pierced me and I let a few screams when you slid the hooks through my newly opened flesh.
The real horror came when you suspended me high off the ground. You kept pulling at the chains until I begged for you to stop. It’s my own fault that I ended up so far from the floor, no other kidnap girl was suspended nearly as high as I was. I just wanted to push myself and you probably expected that anyway. I bet you didn’t know that I started off terrified, but in right in the middle I started to enjoy it.

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Feeling my warm blood running down my back and hearing it drip all over the floor excited me more than I’d ever admit to you. I only begged to be released because I was bored and wanted to play with you. I love feeling the cool blade of your knife against my body. When you cut me I nearly cum every time now. I can’t help myself! I love feeling your hot tongue licking up every drop of blood.
Last night, I was still suspended by the hooks while you fucked my throat hard and deep with your massive cock. Every movement you made pulled at the hooks and tore my flesh slightly, but I enjoyed every minute of it. My back was covered in thick layer of my blood by the time your fun was over.
My mouth distracted you from seeing cum gush out of my juicy cunt. Once you felt it on my thigh you slapped me firmly across the face to punish me for not asking for permission. Then, you shot your cum into the open wounds on my back. It burned a little, but I secretly enjoyed it and only wished that I got to taste some of it. These few months have turned me into a good little pain slut that’s addicted to the taste of her Master’s cum. I’m sure you know it already because I haven’t done a very good job of hiding it. It won’t long before I start begging for more abuse and pain.

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Blasphemy Phone Sex

Journal entry

December 11, 2014

I am so tired of being tortured and raped what have I done to deserve this blasphemy.  I pray to god each night does he not hear my prayers. Lord hear my prayer.  Countless promises go unanswered what must I do?  The other night I had a dream that  I had a savior. Could it be that  I’ve been praying to the wrong god.  Curse his name and for what he stands for.  One who says we have chosen our own fate. Jesus who would chose this kind of life.  He claims throughout this book he is here to save me, well where you are. Do you not love me, have I not honored you?

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 I bow my head in shame deliver me from this life I call upon the devil.  I will sell my soul just to be released from anguish.  Pray, make me your bride deliver me from this hell I am in.  Curse my soul and bring me deliverance and make me whole.  Bring me to your palace I am eternal grateful I will be your honored servant.  As you take me for your bride I pray to the gods in hell I am your whore.

Bloody Phone Sex with Reagan * Death Cums To Me

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As I hide in the shadow, my cunt is screaming for bloody phone sex. One by one they cum down this alley, and I can’t help but laugh as they try to scream. All that is audible is the blood gurgling in the throat from the slash of open  flesh. Fresh blood spatters all around, as my thrusts of this knife become more intense. The last shallow breath is accompanied by that sweet blood choking sound as the lungs fill up with the blood from a badly slashed and severed chest. Admiring how I look covered in so much blood, I smile as I look down at the now unrecognizable victim. My cunt throbbing…

Time to slink into the shadows, knife readied for my next sweet death. I needed more. More screams, more blood, more lust. I smile as I hear another set of foot steps. I do love when death comes to me… I spin around as this one sees the massacre on the ground and is frozen when I step in between my fresh corpse and my new friend. In one motion I slit his chest open. Quick and easy, like a knife through butter.. again the lust takes over and in a split second blood, once more, is covering me while veins and arteries are severed.. shallow breaths..

My sex is on fire as I am engulfed in a crimson flood.. this is the only way. As I rub my now bloody cunt I can feel the fire become so intense my legs shake. I slip the handle of my knife inside my snatch and fuck my cunt so hard. Screaming I finally release and cum all over my dead bodies.. knowing they watch from dead eyes.. I stand up and walk slowly away.. dripping blood and cunt juice I search for more. My cunt hungrier now than it was when I started. I will wait for the next one..

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Snuff sex is the only thing that gets me off

snuff sexSnuff sex is something you have to experience before you can truly understand it and sad to say it but there are very few people who truly do understand it the way that I do.So  I was very surprised to find a man that not only understands it, he revels in it just as I do! He shares my passion for killing and is just as fascinated by killers from the past as I am too. Like Jack the Ripper in particular, we both love the way he stalked those whores and ripped them apart the way he did. We talk about him all the time and finally we have decided to pay homage to him by killing whores the same way he did. We found a dark alleyway and hid in the shadows until we found the perfect whore. She was obviously a working girl, probably had a pussy full of cum when we snatched her but we weren’t interested in her cunt all we wanted to do was gut the fucking whore. We completely eviscerated that dumb slut and we left her there spread open for the whole world to see. I wonder who we will pick to be our next victim…

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