Tag: Medical fetish phone sex

Come sit on my exam table…

Medical fetish phone sex. I love playing doctor and tonight your my patient. I’m not here to save lives though, in fact, I may end yours. I need to check all parts of you to make sure everything’s working properly which is why I have my tools.

Sit on my chair and lay down, let me hear your heart racing as I listen through your chest. I’ll take down your pants now and grab your balls, “cough bitch” I tell you with a knife in my hand. Now spread your legs, let me grab that shaft and exam your cockhead. I swirl my tongue on the tip and taste your pre-cum. Hmmm something’s off. Let me stroke that shaft harder and see what I can find. You begin thrusting the harder my hand goes. Your so close to cumming but I’m not done yet. The evil side of me wants to chop this thing off but I want to play for a little longer.

I hook you up to an alarm which means you can’t leave the bed, trapping you down. In my hospital uniform I sit on your hard cock, moving my hips side to side. As I’m fucking the shit out of you I check your pulse and your heart is racing.  You see my knife but there’s nothing you can do.  Just as you shoot up my wet little pussy I stab your neck. Lights out sweatheart!

Fuck my cold body in Necrophilia Phone Sex

Necrophilia Phone Sex

For my Necrophilia Phone Sex, I draw my inspiration from some of the newer horror movies that have come out. Not the scary parts, but there are a few that have these dudes just boinking the shit out of these “dead” girls. Always wanted to know what it was like.

Just me, completely “lifeless” on the table. You just come up and start caressing my tits, realizing I’m not really dead. Just can’t move. And I know this excites you more. The bulge gives it away.

And of course, fuck foreplay? Why when you can just stick your fuck stick in the hole of your choice, and let whatever fluids accumulate be your lube. No matter what it is.

However, it’s the fear in my eyes because I am conscious of what’s happening. Well, at least for now. Because witnesses talk, right?

Doesn’t mean you’ll stop having your way with my holes though. You got at least a few hours before body temp starts to drop. That’s plenty of time to even carve out some holes for yourself.

 

Medical fetish phone sex, the ultimate way to serve cock

Medical fetish phone sex still gives me the chills. I guess it will always send chills down my spine. I really hate when I am the next in line for this sort of thing. The memories I have of being examined, prodded, and probed by strangers haunt me more than most things.Medical fetish phone sex

But I will never make a stink about it. I know I have to be a good girl no matter how scared I am. I can’t disappoint my Master and I feel like if he really knew how I felt about speculums, the torture would ramp up like crazy. I don’t get the fetish, they are just so weird. When a speculum enters me its so cold, it just a different kind of humiliation for me.

I think the most intense Ass rape porn I made with my Master was for those medical freaks. I was strapped in a a medical chair and I had a speculum in every hole. When I felt my ass getting stretched out I was sure they were going to rip me.

The tearing of my flesh it something that haunts me constantly. They ripped me up so that they could sew me back together. All while I had another speculum keeping my throat open. Through out the whole procedure they were fucking my throat. I almost choked to death on cum, I wish I did.

 

Medical Fetish Phone Sex: Torture In The Doctor’s Chair

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Medical fetish phone sex is my guilty pleasure. Every time I go to the gyno’s office, I get a secret little thrill. Well, I honestly don’t know just how secret it actually is. My gyno probably notices that my pussy gets wet when she pulls on the nitrile gloves and gets out the speculum. But she’s never been so gauche as to say anything about it (even though part of me wishes she would!).

But that’s what phone fantasies are for. You can be my dirty doctor instead! And what can you do to me? Anything, really. It could be a standard pelvic exam with a happy ending, or it could be full-on medical torture, or anything in between.

Maybe I need to go to the fertility doctor because my boyfriend’s sperm is not doing the trick. And you, as the naught doctor, offer to do the impregnating FOR him, since he can’t manage it on his own. I’d love for you to exam my boobs and my pussy (and maybe even my ass, too, if you think it’s necessary) then pound the fuck out of me when you’re finished! And if you think the whole scene needs to be bloodier than that, well, you’re welcome to pull out the scalpel, too.

Giving thanks as I make a meal out of your family Jewels

Cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex has me being very thankful to make a meal out of your family jewels. You wouldn’t think that I could hide dick and testicle meat and a nice sweet potato pie. But I can, And I plan to have your family eating parts of you unknowingly this Thanksgiving. 

Besides we all know that you are time with your balls in your cock has come to an end. All you really need is a permanent catheter they drain the piss out and you can live along healthy life. But there are other options to just losing your balls and pieces if not all of your cock. 

Cannibalism phone sex By Harper 

I could stop at mere Castration phone sex that one be as much finest killing you. Dissecting you what the finest medical scalpels and suturing you up after I made long deep cuts. Are you still can enjoy your Thanksgiving now I will shove cranberries in your belly than sew it back up? And when that turkey is too big for your asshole I’m going to have to cut open that ass cavity.

Oh yes I could just drop at having her family eat your mutilated genitals hidden discreetly in pies and desserts. But then I went and get to play with all my fancy medical equipment. And I know how much you love my statistic Medical fetish phone sex!

Tonight we feast on your flesh and give many  thanks to the victims who get us off!

Castration Phone Sex With Dr. Swift

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Castration phone sex is one of those things a select group of people talk about. I never imagined that a doctor would have a thriving business cutting off balls, until my friend Emma told me that she worked in a private surgeon’s office that did at least twenty castrations a week. I couldn’t help but wonder and she told me that there were the men who had to get it done as a condition of release from prison and then there were the ones who got it to adhere to a program where they were being controlled. Whenever Dr. Swift saw a patient with a signed contract of consent, he knew there was a woman in charge who sent him there. The directions were always the same. The family jewels were to be sent back to the woman in charge with a note saying, “property of” and her name. It was a way to drive the point home that from this day his name would die, along with any control over his life and cock. Dr. Swift got a special thrill out of the act. After every surgery, she had her eunuch personal assistant come to her office and get on his knees in front of her with his pants down to show his ball-less cock, as he ate her very wet pussy. Being able to cut away the ability of men to get a woman pregnant got her so excited that she had to masturbate and ordered her assistant to as well. When she was near orgasm he was to repeat the words, ” Your fertile pussy is going to cum”, over and over, as she came all over his tongue. Her assistant would then stand up with his pants still down and his eyes fixed on the floor. He was not allowed to move until she told him to. When she addressed him as half of a man, he was able to retreat to the back office. Dr. Swift would come in to find him wearing a paper gown and nothing else. She would strap him to a gynecological table with his feet in the stirrups and a vibrating probe in his ass. His face was always red with embarrassment and she loved that, since he wasn’t allowed to shoot as he stroked before. If he had any balls they would be full and heavy. This time, he wouldn’t be able to stroke or control the useless spunk when it spurted from his fuck pole. She left him and closed the door. It was time to get a fresh scalpel and get to work. The eunuch would be waiting after she was done.

Ass Rape Porn Star for Halloween and Every Day

ass rape pornThis Halloween I am going as an ass rape porn star. Oh, wait that’s not very original. I am a hardcore anal whore every day of the year. Holidays require more coke. Halloween does not stress me out like the big holidays, but I still need coke to deal with all the bitchy soccer moms who come to my house with their brats. Coke makes everything better. However, I needed more than Marcus had. He tells me I could out snort Pablo Escobar. Been doing coke since a teenager thanks to my mother.

So, I had to look for alternative dealers. I keep a list. And I have them in order of who will do the least amount of damage to me.  And the top three never returned my texts which means they didn’t have product, or they did not want to trade me for it. However, the fourth one on the list is this lesbian dealer. She can be cool. But sometimes, she can be brutal. I think it depends on the time of the month. I could star in a snuff porn with her, or just get my ass abused for hours. She has a ass fetish.

I Have Had All Sorts of Things Inserted in My Ass in Exchange for Coke

She agreed to help me. But for a price of course. I had to let her violate my ass. Not the first time. I’ve made some hardcore lesbian anal porn with her in the past for coke. One was a cheerleader hazing themed porn that went over big with her streaming audience. This time, less people were involved, but more brutal. She wanted a medical fetish themed porn. I have had speculums in my cunt. But my ass? I think that might have been a first. She lubed the speculum up with icy hot. Then she panned to a close up of my face to see the tears. That shit burns like hell.

While she gaped my asshole, she put all sorts of things in my gapped asshole. And things that should not be in an ass like knives. She told me to be still because one little jump and she might stab my asshole. Yeah, that scared me. My ass has seen a lot of violence, but a knife in it is not something I have experienced. Clearly, she likes medical fetish phone sex fun. But she tortured my ass for hours And I did get some nicks to my prolapse. But I got enough coke to dull it all. Thank goodness. But I did move her further down the list of surrogate drug dealers.

Get a heater for the thighs…

Medical Fetish Phone Sex

For all the sick and twisted fucks out there, can we all agree that sex with dead bodies has so many more benefits then trying to fuck a living one. Living ones tend to kick when they don’t want it. Which leads to a fight, a bloody ass mess. Another body to dispose of. I mean, that’s a lot of work, you know.

So I loved the times I worked at the morgue. Especially when a hot guy came in on one of the stretchers this one night. Dude was fucked up from the waist up. He was in a race with one of his buddies and was ejected from the car when he impacted the tree. So he wasn’t exactly something to look at.

But his dick. Holy shit. It was immaculate. And hard (thank you rigor). Like a little fuck stick that never goes soft. A dildo with hips that feel more real then any sex toy.

Now, you have to make sure you have lube handy for these moments. Because their skin tends to soak up more moisture, which can cause some pussy damage. So of course I lubed up for this one because I did plan on riding that pogo stick for some time. And ride I did.

It did start out cold. He had been dead for some time when he came in, so body heat was no longer there. But it doesn’t matter to me though, as my cunt is super juicy and wet. So it warms up as I keep bouncing off this specimen of a cock. It’s one of my favorite feelings too. Because as it warms up, you can still feel a bit of pulse in the muscles.

I know I’m done when I can feel the load blow in me like a squid releasing it’s ink. That sticky sweet fluid of dead come flowing into my graveyard of a womb as I sit for a moment and savor it. Dick still hard and stretching the walls of my pussy, I wait till I feel the balls drain completely.

And then, while still sitting on his dick, I proceed to start the autopsy. And continue using his cock at the same time to keep scratching that itch.

Necrophilia Phone Sex For Dead, Tight Pussy

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Necrophilia phone sex is easy to talk about especially when you have a friend who works in the medical examiner’s office. Ed is one of a few people who shares my little fetish. I’ll admit it’s much easier for a man to get into fucking dead bodies. I’ve always been fascinated at how the body changes after death and thankfully, Ed has no qualms about inviting me to the morgue after dark. We had to wait until everyone left for him to smuggle me in but my adrenaline was pumping just knowing we would be doing some nasty fucking shit. He told me I could take pictures, since it got him off even more. He had a fresh body that came in that wasn’t cut on yet. Ed was a little jittery because he got high before meeting me. I had my phone ready as soo as we got in the room. It was cold in there but I had on my sweatshirt. Ed had changed into some old gray sweatpants and a long sleeve t-shirt. He called them his “play clothes”. He pulled the sheet down and touched the hard nipples of the corpse. Her dead tits were a C-cup. She must have had really nice big ones when she was alive. Of course, Ed had to pinch the nipples as he stroked his cock. I could see that nasty motherfucker’s dick get harder by the second. He walked down to the end of the table, never taking his eyes off the Jane Doe’s naked body. Her face looked young, even though she had been dead a few days. Ed liked ’em still fresh. More than a week on a body was never good he said. He pushed down his jogging pants and pulled his thick, hard dick out. He always lubed up with baby oil before dead girl fucking, although he liked men too. He got up on the table and told me to start taking the pics just as he put his dick in her cold pussy. He said that dead girl cunt is so much tighter because it shrinks. As soon as he slid his necro-fucker in her small hole, Ed started to fuck her unalive cunt in a slow rhythm. He said he did it that way, so nobody could tell the body had been tampered with. He shot all his cum into her still pussy , then pulled out to reveal the last droplet on his mushroom head. He wiped it off with his finger and licked the finger clean. I got it all on my phone. Ed promised to sneak me in again to watch him fuck dead ass. I’m totally looking forward to that.

Medical fetish phone sex Breeding and Killing before Birth! 

Medical fetish phone sexMedical fetish phone sex of a baby girl nympho breeding just to get abortions. Imagine a sweet little girl who you kidnap just to impregnate. Well, I’m just that fuck tot to enjoy being able to feel what it’s like being pregnant without having any responsibility!

I want to be in those stirrups calling out your name as you take a coat hanger and excavate my womb! We can wait a few weeks or a couple of months, depending on how gory you like it daddy! Let me cry out for your daddy cock as the hose sucks a worthless little life out of me. 

Medical fetish phone sex Breeding and Killing before Birth! 

Snuff phone sex dreams of killing before life is really cemented has always turned me on. I always love breeding, but never want a fucking brat to call my own.  I want to be your whore and nothing more. Little whore Harper only wants to be the willing victim of your sadistic fantasies. Likewise, I want to be your puppet and play your deadly games.

The bloodbath that comes with a late-term abortion might be too much for some of your fifthly men, but I want it so bad! Knock me up again and again so we can murder theses little beans growing inside of me! And to think you can have Sex with dead bodies before and right after we scoop them out of my uterus!