Tag: Bloody Phone Sex

Bonding Over Our Love For Evil Phone Sex

Evil phone sexI love my evil phone sex calls that get dark, dirty, and twisted.  You are my type, most definitely, if you are a  twisted individual with an insatiable appetite for the dark and depraved. I love it when men can find solace in hearing about my dark life. They find solace in that they are far from alone, I assume.

The story was about two sisters in my family being kidnapped and subjected to unimaginable torment. As I painted a vivid picture of their ordeal over the phone line, your perverse desires were fueled by each sickening detail. You loved hearing about the horrible ways they tortured these poor innocent young sluts.  I loved hearing you stroke your cock harder as the details got more disturbing.  The moans and affirmations let me know, that you and I get off on things most will never understand.

In this real-life story, the younger sister was forced onto her back on a dirty mattress,  while her older sister watched helplessly from nearby as their captors took turns violating her young sisters pure  innocence without mercy.  Her pleas for release fell upon deaf ears as they roughly penetrated every inch of her tight young body until she could barely speak due to both fear and shock. As she passed out, she was able

Meanwhile, they brought the older sister into a closet, separating her from her little sweet sister, now a shell of who she was when this day started.  They beat her and made her sister watch from her dirty cum and blood-stained mattress in the other part of the basement.

They gave older sis a few-minute break between beatings before they bound. her arms and had her spread-eagle against a cold concrete wall. Dark and cold as tears  Ruthlessly, one after another, they came over and forced their dirty cocks in there showing the others how messy and gross her cunt looked.  Her tight shaved pussy was swollen to the point it was unrecognizable.

Bloody Phone Sex Gets Messy with a Gore Whore

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex fun is what I offer. You can call me a gore whore because I like it messy. Very messy. And I do not care who my victim is either. I am an equal opportunity killer. Young girls, young boys or older women and men, all bleed alike. Well, almost alike. Young blood is brighter red. And it tastes sweeter. Although I am no vampire, the taste of blood does not upset me.

I can kill quickly. But why kill quickly when you can prolong the agony? That’s the best part of any kill for me. I get off on your pain and suffering. Or our victim’s pain and suffering. Although I am a loner by nature, I enjoy killing with the right partner too. However, not all the guys who hire me have the stomach for what I do. Perhaps, they can explore their rape phone sex fantasies easier than they can murder their victim.

I Like My Victims Eviscerated Because I am a Gore Whore

I make a great accomplice because I will not let your victim live to identify you. Marc thought he could kill this young girl he fucked. He met this young girl at the mall who claimed to be 18 and down to fuck him. I did not buy his story that he did not know she was not 18. She did not look anywhere close to 18 when I kidnapped her for him. But I did not care because he paid me to get rid of his problem.

He thought he could help kill her but the simp puked at the thought of gutting her like a pig. This little cock tease likely lies to guys about her age, gets them hooked on teenage pussy then attempts to extort money from them because she is jailbait. But guess what? Today, there is one less cock teasing teen in the world. I eviscerated her. Gutted her in front of Marc. He passed out at the sight of her entrails. Pussy.

Not all men have the stomach I do. Nor do all men enjoy the torture sex as much as me. But that is why I am the perfect accomplice. I can stomach anything. The bloodier the better with me.

Fantasy phone sex come for the pain stay for the orgasm.

Fantasy phone sex come for the pain stay for the orgasm. Before you deny it you know you have come for the pain. You like the stories of pain. Taking a whip to the behind of some young thing. Drawing the blood. Smell it. Tell me you don’t like it.

            There is no way you can tell me that you don’t like the pain. Punishing someone. Put their head (pick one or both) in a vice grip and cranking it until you see them bulging. Gasping, crying out in pain. Look at how hard your cock is getting. Now fantasize about fucking on top of them as they writhe in agony. Me squirting on you. Not being able to control myself with the need. Driving me to commit another atrocity so that I may get even wetter.

            You being my dupe. My accomplice in all I plan and do. Tying the up. Cuffing, whipping, spanking, you know you are behind me in all I do. Now do as your told and cum all over that crying little bitch.Fantasy phone sex

Ass Rape Porn with Four Legged Friend Used for Torture Sex

I was kidnapped and forced to make ass rape porn!

I looked up at the camera and begging for mercy. Tears were rolling down my face and my throat was raw. I’d gotten kidnapped, locked in this basement, and forced to make ass rape porn. My ass was being ripped apart by that massive fucking cock. I tried to crawl away from the cock ripping into my fucking ass but my legs were fucking shaking. I felt a nice slicing into my back again and screamed outloud. Then, I could feel the knife carving into my skin and leaving a dripping wet gash. 
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I begged for my life again screaming from a sore throat. And that bastard laughed. But he finally got off of me. He grabbed me by my hair and dragged me off the end of the bed. He tied my hands around the bed post so that my head was under the bed and I couldn’t get away. He was gone for a few minutes but when he came back I heard clicking on the floor. Like claws. Then I felt something on my ass again. A warm wet tongue on my pussy and bleeding ass. I had to try not to moan when they licked me. 

Torture Sex with Fido Makes Great Snuff Movies 

Then I felt something else rubbing against me. Fur. I felt the four legged friend climb up on top of me. I screamed out loud. His claws scratched into my already bleeding and shredded back. And then. Then, I felt a slippery rod pushing against my swollen and bloody ass hole. I screamed and tried my best to kick Fido off, but the son of a bitch forced his cock into me. He pumped me so fucking fast and I screamed even louder.

I thought I was going to pass out from the pain when his swollen red knot pushed into my ass too. Then, the splurge of fucking cum shooting inside of me. It was such a massive load. I couldn’t tell if it was his cum or my blood leaking down to my pussy and dripping on to the floor. My kidnapper had picked up the camera and filmed all of it. And he wasn’t even close to being done with me.

Violent Phone Sex with Me Means I’ll Be Your Punching Bag

violent phone sexAre you in the mood for violent phone sex? Many men are on and off the phone. The holidays bring out the worst in most of us. And some men just need a punching bag. Of course, I understand that some men need a punching bag year round like my stepson. I am here for the part-time and full-time abusers. It is the life of a druggy whore.

Soccer mom by day and punching bag by night. That’s the story of my life. Although I am a pain slut, sometimes guys take it too far. But I never have any say in it. I do it for free coke no matter what the cost to me. James got rough Friday night. I can barely move still. My husband thinks I fell down the basement stairs doing laundry. I needed to explain the bruises somehow that would not draw his suspicion.

Although I love my husband, he does not know me at all. He thinks I am a soccer mom. I am that, but I am a druggy whore more than anything. James knows I am a druggy whore. And he knows I will do anything for coke. So, he baited me to his place to party. I was not thinking snuff sex. All that was on my mind was cocaine. Mommy’s little helper, LOL.

You Can Do Anything To Me for Coke, Anything

You would think I would learn by now. I mean coke takes me down the darkest allies in the world. However, I know James. We party together often. He’s never laid a hand on me. Of course, we fuck. But he has never hit me. That all changed Friday night. I said something he misunderstood. Hell, I still do not know what I said. But it pissed him off and like a powder keg, he exploded.

With one wrong comment, I became his punching bag. And once he got a taste for beating up someone who would not fight back, he wanted more. I curled up like a ball on the floor, but he kept punching me and kicking me too. He told me it felt cathartic. So, he got out all his pent-up anger at the world on me. He compensated me with more coke. But this taboo phone sex whore feels like a truck ran over her two days later.  The things I do for drugs.

Bloody Mess For a Pretty Girl

Mutilation phone sex

Mutilation phone sex became so real for me. I never believed in superstitions and was always one to laugh when told to “not split the pole” or some dumb shit. So, when people mention bad luck, I was not worried that today would be the worst day of my life. Fortunately, Sir wanted to ensure that I was as miserable and uncomfortable as possible. It began with the normal spanking and nipple pinching but then things got scary. He hog tied me to a pole in his basement boiler room and unrolled an extensive torture kit. It yielded knives, scissors, a scalpel, and other crap to cut me open and mutilate me with. He began by tearing taking a firm grasp of my nipples and stretching them as far as they could go. Before I could scream, with the quick flick of the scalpel, he sliced my nipple clean off of my chest. I screamed in agony as he cut off the other one and blood trickled down my abdomen. I watched him toss each nipple into a bucket of ice to ensure an augmentation would be able to get them sewn back on. He stuck his finger in the open wounds and jammed the bloody fingers into my mouth. The gagging from the strong copper taste was nowhere near enough to deflect the pain from having a paring knife jammed into my groin. I thought I was going to faint from having to hold the screams in… “it’s okay Nigger, you can cry if you want”. Massive tears ran down my cheeks as I begged Sir to stop. He pushed the knife in deeper and twisted it a complete 360 degrees before cutting me down and saying, “take yourself to the hospital bitch… and clean up”. The whole cab ride I held the bucket of ice with my nipples in it close to my chest. I cried for I knew that I’d never forget how this Saturday night turned in to a bloody mess.

 

Evil phone sex with Stephanie the snuff slut

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I’m a freaky, evil phone sex whore and I can’t stop thinking the most fucked up thoughts. I’m looking to chat with a deviant daddy who has an innocent, little brat for me to torture and eventually snuff out. Fuck being an accomplice, I want to be the main one inflicting pain on that little bitch! Daddy doesn’t even have to get his hands dirty. He only has to get his dick wet with the juices from my whore hole! My ultimate fantasy is to have my filthy slut pussy pounded while I’m cutting his tiny fuck toy open and playing with her guts! Of course, we would start out by ripping her clothes off and tying her up with her hands behind her back and her little legs spread wide open. I’ll attach her ankles to ropes so that I can pull it tight and pop her hips out backwards. That’ll open her legs up even more for him! Daddy can stroke his big dick while I’m beating, whipping and burning his precious brat. Anything to hear those little screams that get me so excited and horny.  Her pretty, little mouth better be big enough to take her daddy’s dick or I’ll run my knife straight through those butter soft cheeks of hers and cut open a new hole for him to fuck. I’ll let him fuck her pretty face a few good times before I we ruin her pussy together. After her daddy blows a nice load in her cunnie, he can take my hot cum holes from behind. It’s going to be so hot draining her Daddy’s balls while I’m dissecting his daughter. I’ll let him reach in and grab a handful of that bitch’s intestines to wrap around tightly around my throat like some kind of leash. He’ll need something to hold on to when he’s ramming his dick all the way in to fill me with his seed. If you’re a daddy who’s willing to spare your brat for the pleasure of an evil whore, then hit me up!

Killer Phone Sex Calls Leave Me Feeling Like It Really Happened

killer phone sexKiller phone sex calls leave me dead or most times wishing I was dead. I am an anything goes woman.  And I do mean anything including extreme torture and snuff. Billy calls me at least once a month. And I thank the powers that be it is not weekly. I know it is fantasy when a guy calls me for snuff, but he loves detailed, slow torture sessions.

Last night, I lost my limbs. But he only took a little at a time. Billy and I go back to when I first started phone sex. I reminded him of his whore mother. And he hated his mother. If you guys try to call me and I am tied up for hours, it is like Billy taking his sweet time dismembering me.

It started with a toe. Then it was a finger. And back and forth until he cut off all my fingers and toes. Just my toes and fingers were enough torture sex for me. But Billy had only just begun to enjoy our time together. He enjoys the pain and torment. The longer he can prolong both, the harder his cock gets. I cry, plead and beg for him to stop, but that only turns him on more.

Some Men Love to Prolong the Pain and Torture

He took my ears and my tongue too which was a first. Why? To prove that I am both deaf and dumb. I cried on the phone. I got so fucked up on coke that it seemed like I could feel that kind of brutal pain. Once he removed my ears and my tongue, I could not prepare myself for the pain that came next. I am a seasoned pain slut, but he used a chainsaw on my legs and arms.

And he started hacking off small parts of the limbs first. He did not just take the limb off in one motion. Not his style. He enjoys prolonging the misery. And he did. I am sure in real like he makes real snuff porn. The man seems too sadistic and too knowledgeable about dismemberment for this all to be fantasy.

Torture sex on young holes gets me off

When I watch Torture sex on a young helpless slut turns my cunt on so much. Since I have watched it so many times a big hard dick going inside a tight little hole makes my cunt cum. Therefore, I am always ready to find a young dumb slut to take with me. First, I like to drug them up, it makes it easy to undress them. Once they are naked, I tie them up. “Put the ball gag in her mouth so no one hears her screams” I tell my guy friend to do it.

  I always keep a big cock in hand that I can use on a fucking bald cunt. Sometimes using my fist or toys isn’t enough to torture their little cunts. “First I want you to rip her asshole open” I say as I spread her ass cheeks. Once you ram her asshole, I start finger fucking that little cunt. “I want to feel how deep you are in her ass” I say as I keep pushing fingers deeper in her hole. 

Torture sex

Her screams were muffled by the gag and her blood was lube on my fingers and your cock. “Don’t fight it bitch just take the pounding and I might let you live” I laugh knowing I won’t stop until her body is limp. Then you grab her by the back of her neck, and I push my bloody fingers in my pussy. As I finger fuck my hole you rip her bloody asshole open while strangulating her.

Her body starts shaking and I knew she was close to losing her soul. Finally, I start coming to us fulfilling one of our Rape phone sex fantasies. Seeing me orgasm and her body fighting you back made you start filling her asshole with semen. Since you didn’t fully go limp, I start smothering you with a pillow, we no longer have use for you. 

Castration Phone Sex is What Makes My Pussy Purr

castration phone sexGuys ask me often what makes my pussy wet. And they never want to hear castration phone sex. If you do not want to know the answer to a question, do not ask it. I am not the typical girl. If you are on a snuff site, do not come at me for some sappy ass romance shit. This is not a love line. So, no Harlequin romance shit goes down on a snuff site. You can be my accomplice or my victim. There is no middle choice that makes you my lover.

Troy fucked around and found out the hard way. He thought my dark, brooding Wednesday Adams demeanor was an act. No girl ends up on a snuff porn site because she is looking for romance. She ends up here because she is looking for violence. I take men’s balls when they get all lovey dovey.  I am not that kind of girl. This is not a Rom Com movie.

However, I am the kind of girl to rip your balls off with my teeth. Since Troy wanted sex and romance, I seized the opportunity to make it so he never craves sex again. And I made it look like I wanted to give him head. For a moment, he thought he had won. But when I bit down on his left testicle and drew blood, he knew my dark persona was no act.

I Take Your Balls for Fun, Loser

I ripped his left nut off with my bare teeth. However,  I looked like some frenzied killer. His blood covered my face. And I had only just begun. While he cowered in pain, I bit off his right testicle too. His blood splattered my face and my floors. Hazard of an unwanted castration. I let him bleed for a bit. He deserved some cock and ball torture sex. Perhaps, he does not agree. But I do not care what he thought. He violated my rules, so I took his nuts. He should be grateful I let him live.