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Fantasy Phone Sex & Cosplay

He told me he wanted to be my sugar daddy, and take care of me like no one had before. Well, to a girl who’s spent a few years wandering the countryside, you know that sounded amazing. So, I went with him. He took me shopping, bought me a few new outfits, some new bathing supplies, pretty hair stuff, even a new necklace and ring. Then, he noticed that there were Halloween supplies in the store we were in, and decided to take a look. He found the most beautiful Belle costume, and decided to get it for me. When we got back to his place (and it was a gorgeous home), he invited me in, told me I could pick a room, that it would be mine. I’d hardly picked one and been allowed a few minutes to get my stuff put away before he came in asking me to try on my costume. He helped me do the back up, and then wrapped my hands with zip-ties behind my back. Fantasy phone sexHe carried me back downstairs to the living room, where he made me stand still long enough for him to put shackles where the zip-ties had been, and shackled me to the arch of the entry-way. He put a chair there for me to kneel on when my feet got tired, but pulled my panties off before I could make use of it. He tied the back of my dress up, and started smacking my ass cheeks, telling me what an ungrateful bitch I’d been, not saying “Thank you” even once, what with all he’d done for me. He stuffed a butt plug in my ass, smacked it a bit more, and then left me there for a few hours. When he came back, he brought who appeared to be a homeless guy back, and told that guy I was fair game, as long as the costume didn’t get messed up. His dirty hands were all over my ass and pussy, and then he was inside me, pumping and grunting. He shot his load off, and still kept going….

Torture Sex Doll for Abuse

torture sexI love torture sex as a pain slut. In real life, I don’t want my pretty face maimed or my hot body carved up. I also don’t really want to die. I just want to wish to be killed because I cannot take the pain any more. When it is fantasy, we can get as violent or deadly as you want. Thinking about that kind of excruciating pain makes my whore holes wet. Guys ask me all the time, what do I have at home to hurt myself with. They think this is nothing but fantasy for me. I have a few devices e that every pain slut like me should possess. It is my chest of horrors as I call it.  I have impact toys like a paddle, belt, cat o nine tails and a riding crop. I have bondage tools like handcuffs, rope, zip ties, duct tape, dog collar, chains and electrical wire. I have several types of gags: funnel, ring and ball. I have a large array of insertable toys: vibes and dildos of varying sizes, butt plugs, anal hooks, pony tail and speculums. I have nipple clamps. I also have a diverse collection of piercing instruments: needles, hat pins, safety pins, veggie skewers, nails, tacks and an ice pick. Did I mention I have other things like ice, cigars to burn my girl parts and weights for my tits and my clits? I am a true pain whore. I just need a strong, sadistic man like you, to tell me just how to hurt myself for his pleasure. I am waiting on the couch like a good submissive whore for you to take control.

The Belt

Sadistic phone sexI was so scared walking towards my front door. I didn’t make enough money to keep my crackhead boyfriend high all night. I opened the door and handed him all of the money I made from hooking up and down the boulevard. He counted the cash with an evil snarl on his face. He threw the cash at my face then slapped me so hard that I fell to the floor. He spit on me and relief briefly flooded through my body. I thought his tantrum was over, but I was so wrong. He gripped my hair in his fist and dragged me upstairs like I was a rag doll. He flung me towards the bed and pulled his belt from his pants.
“Get your fucking clothes off NOW!” , he demanded.
I took my clothes off and he started whipping me with his belt like I was a runaway slave. He hit me over and over again, each last worse than the one before. He hit me until his arm got tired. With welts all over my body, I curled up into a ball and cried myself to sleep.

Diabolic Dusty for Snuff Sex

If your fantasies are on the more sinister side then I am the Diabolic Demoness of your mother fucking desires. Let’s work together in fitting the perfectly evil fucking experience together, I am the perfect leader of some fantasy raping of that bitch ex-wife or girlfriend slut of yours to the point of pure fucking evil deliciousness. I’m an evil fucking bitch and get off on blood and mutilating men and worthless fucking whores. Castrating your worthless tool is of great pleasure for me, as much pleasure as I get in home invasion murderous fuck fests.

So, if you think you have a delicious need to be evil with me or need me to be evil to you or those you want revenge fucking on then ring me up for some real blood shedding ghoulish times.

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Do you know what it is like to feel blood dripping down your rock hard cock because we just slit the throat of a hoe that no one will miss? We fucked her in every single hole possible, tortured her for hours and made her scream and cum unwillingly. The rape fantasies we carried out until her dying breath. And we did it all because we wanted to get off. After we finished her off we fucked on top of her lifeless body because it makes me wet and come so much harder knowing I took her life away only to make me happier because I am a sick and twisted slut that enjoys watching others in pain, all while I play with myself. I enjoy my sadistic side and embrace it because I am numb to the feelings of others. The only thing I am worried about is my own interest and what is going to make me wet and get me off.

Playing Both Sides And Loving It Part 1

Mutilation phone sexI love being beaten, tortured, mutilated, drugged, raped, and hopefully put to death someday. But the other night when I was making myself vulnerable by walking around in a bad neighborhood. Wearing a short skirt, with no panties. A low cut shirt, with no bra. And three inch black heels. I walked into a bar and ordered myself a drink. I went over to booth and sat down. I started to sip my drink Vodka tonic. I saw that there was this guy staring at me. I did recognize him from the neighborhood walking around as I do. I picked up on the vibe he has very nasty thoughts. They we were making eye contact I could read his every kinky dirty little thought. He walked over to me and sat down. He said that he recognized me as one of the druggy whores you give it away for free. I giggled at his words. Taking my foot and rubbing up against his leg. And biting on my lip. He leaned in and uttered the words if you come with me I will give you what you want and more you piece of shit garbage. These words going straight to my soaking cunt. I will follow I whispered in a lustful voice. I had no idea what he meant but I did not care. I was not sure what was ahead for the evening but I could tell it would be painful and satisfying all at once. I followed him to his apartment. When we got inside there was a young girl all ready, with her wrists cuffed. She was doped up on something the needle was still hanging out of her arm. He threw me to the ground and said in a very harsh voice. “You are gonna help me to fuck, torture and mutilate her. Then help me to snuff her ass right out. Then I am gonna turn on you and do all the same to you. So what you want done to you, you better do to her cunt hag.” This blog is getting kinda long so I think I will break it up into different parts. Look for part two. Cannot wait to share with you.

Fantasy Phone Sex Trade-Off

Fantasy phone sexHe’d invited me inside to get out of the rain when he’d seen me walking by on the sidewalk. He let me use his bathroom to dry off and freshen up, and I took advantage of that time to do a quick ho bath. I put on the only clean, dry thing I had left to wear, my blue mini dress. When I walked back out, I asked if I could use his washing machine and dryer while I was there, even offered to pay him out of the little funds I had. He told me he’d be happy to let me use them, but he wouldn’t take my money. He pulled me in just then, and started kissing me. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out when a guy is asking to take it out in trade. So, I let him have his way with me. He moved my hands toward his pants, and I undid his fly and pulled him out. He pushed me to the ground and I had my mouth around his dick as soon as I settled down. He was fucking down into my throat, holding my head to his cock as he ground out against me. He asked me to finger his ass, which was weird, but I needed to do my laundry, so whatever, right? I slid a finger behind him, rimming his ass with it, before pushing my finger into an ass for my first time ever. It felt so weird, but it made him get even harder. He was fucking my face so hard by that point, and I thought for sure he was about to cum, but the next thing I knew, I was being spun around and my ass pulled into the air. He jammed his cock into my unprepared ass, and I screamed. His hand wrapped around my throat, squeezing off that scream, and preventing me making any other sounds, or even breathing. He shoved deep and hard and fast, and he drilled my ass a few times before letting loose a massive load. He held me to him a bit longer before pushing me away and telling me to get busy washing my clothes so he didn’t have to keep me around too long after the rain let up.

Cannibalism Phone Sex: I Will Have You for Dinner

cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex is always in season. Sure, I prefer to roast you outside like a pig over an open flame. However, despite hurricanes and chilly weather, I can still prepare a feast fit for a queen. My girlfriends were out celebrating a birthday when we saw Scott. He looked like he would taste delicious. He also looked submissive and rather pathetic. Looks tasty and subby is the best combo for a dinner date. We bought him a drink then asked him to dinner. When back at my place, my friends undressed him and rubbed him down in a butter garlic sauce. He loved it. Seriously, he was just happy for the attention from hot bitches. I planned on boiling him in my big pot before roasting him in my industrial size oven. I wanted to stuff his ass like a turkey. To do that, I had to loosen up his ass with my big strap on. His asshole was tight; clearly virgin ass. I told him to imagine I was ramming a spit roast through him. I thought he might spontaneously cum. I told him he would do us more of a service in our bellies than in our pussies. He wanted to be devoured by us. Once his ass was loosened up a tad, we stuffed it with a variety of seasoned fruits and veggies to give him flavor. He was getting the equivalent of torture sex but was rock hard. I decided to let him boil alive. The humane thing is to drug your dinner first, but I am hardly humane. Plus, he was clearly a pain slut who wanted to enjoy every moment of the meal preparation. The scent of his flesh cooking in boiling water was intoxicating, as were his screams. I know how to prepare a great meal. The women in my family have been having men for dinner for decades. Scott proved to be a delectable meal. If you can’t satisfy me sexually, perhaps you can satisfy my belly by being a nourishing meal.

Snuff porn Dream

Snuff pornI had a dream last night I was walking home from my shift at the dinner.  When I heard a vehicle pull up behind me,  I was so tired I was not paying much attention when they stopped.  WIthout warning I felt a brutal tug on my scalp as my hair was yanked and I was dragged backwards into a cream color van.  Inside the van were five guys.  I tried to fight but was soon overpowered as they all punched and kicked at me.  Ripping and tearing off my clothes.  Laughing and taunting me. Binding my wrists behind my back.  Calling me a white whore. A fuck pig.  They took their time and turns in each of my holes.  I could feel cigarettes burning my body.  Lighters held to my tits. Smelling my own burning flesh as I cry out with intense pain and pleasure all mixed into one. They knew I was cumming hard they could feel my cunt clench around their cocks.  They could see my ass pushing back on their cocks.  They could hear my soft moans threw my screams that echoed in the van.  They were taking belts and whipping me. Cutting off my air way, letting me get a breath or two.  Then cutting my air supply again.  Letting me pass out and waking me up with a some kind of torture and pain.  My cunt and ass got fucked with a gun and I could hear the one guy saying “play russian roulette with this white pig cunt.”  I could hear the revolver click as he pulled the trigger.  I jumped in fear and ecstasy.  I was as much turned on as I was in pain.  And these men knew it.  When they had drained their cocks of all their cum, and piss.  And had nearly burned and beaten most of the flesh off my body.  They took the gun and  placed it to my head.  This time the gun was fully loaded.  The last thing I heard was them laughing over my body.  Then without warning I woke up my sheets wet from my cum. Dam I always wake up at the good parts.

Yes Father may I have another?

I went to church for some reason a few days ago. Maybe feeling uneasy about all the things going on, fires, floods, it seems to be apocalyptic. I’m not in fear of hell or anything; don’t believe that type of thing. I think I wanted… no, actually I know I wanted to mark something off my fuck-it list. I had made an appointment with the priest of the local church in hopes of finding what I wanted.
I sat down in his office, it smelled old and musty, I couldn’t totally put my finger on it but I thought it smell like sex. The priest came in and sat behind his desk, folded his fingers together and said: “How can I help you, my spiritual follower?” I couldn’t help but start laughing, he was so pompous and self-righteous I didn’t feel nearly as bad about what I was going to do. I took my gun out from my purse, smiled and pointed it at the so called spiritual man. He looked startled of course and asked what I wanted and said I didn’t have to do this. He thought I was there to rob him, he tried to tell me drugs aren’t the answer and the church doesn’t keep money blah blah blah. I laughed more and said “I’m not here for your bullshit religion. I’m more evolved than believing the garbage you people try to spew.” I explained that I was there to just plain fuck with his head. I told him to call in his youngest nun into the rectory. He hesitated but I told him to think about what life would be like with a colostomy bag and catheter because I blew his dick off, but I would put the gun on his shaft and aim it towards his asshole. “How are you going to fuck little boys if you have no cock?” he said nothing but picked up the phone and called out to his secretary to bring in Marta the newest nun to join. We waited for her to come in, the “holy man” started to whimper a little. I just shook my head at the pathetic man. The nun knocked and entered. “Yes, father?” she asked. I turned around pointed the gun at her and told her to stand next to the priest. She quickly glided over to him, and my play began. “Father, lift her habit, let’s see the panties nuns wear.” The nun protested at first but the priest scolded her. Interesting, I have a feeling this has happened before. Her habit goes up and what do we see, black thong panties, thigh highs, and a recently waxed pussy.Blasphemy phone sexEven my eyebrows went up on that. The priest swallowed hard and I asked him if that made his mouth water. He only nodded with his head down. “I think you two have done this before, I want to see what you two do together.” The priest took her over his knee and began to spank her bare ass. She moaned with each smack. “Ah, you two are a set of kinky fuckers, huh?” I was all too happy to make them push what they do further. I told him to put his hand underneath her and play with her pussy while he spanked her harder. “But she’s a virgin.” I shrugged … “so what, do what I told you to do.” She doesn’t seem bothered by the instruction so I sat back and enjoyed the show. She moaned and gyrated with every smack and without prompting she yelled out “YES, YES father may I please have another!” holy shit I thought well this will be more fun than I thought.
Tune in next time when I finish this monster blog.