Tag: Medical fetish phone sex

Medical Fetish Phone Sex I Might Enjoy More Than You

medical fetish phone sexMedical fetish phone sex, I enjoy. Why? Because I am a sadist. And I enjoy inflicting pain. Now on the phone, I never really know if you are listening to me and doing the things I request like using a sounding device in your pee hole or slamming your balls in a book. Or my favorite, jacking off with Icy Hot, LOL. But in person, when I am the one torturing your junk, I know the pain is real.

Holiday weekends bring out my sadistic side. Perhaps, because I have no tolerance for stupidity. And most people act like drunk fools on the holidays. When this drunk preppie type came into the Goth bar I hang out at, I knew he would be my victim. His smug look. His drunk antics. And his insulting nature put him to the top of the list of potential victims. I drugged his drink and took him to my new underground torture chamber I built. It’s soundproof and well hidden. Very basic structure, but nothing basic occurs there.

This tool needed castration phone sex. But he needed a lot of CBT first. When woke up, he realized he was bound, naked and gagged. I put a castration band on his worthless balls. Where to begin? I lubed up the sounding device with Icy Hot and inserted it in his pee hole. The tears streaming down his face told me I hit a nerve. Even three sheets to the wind and still a little drugged up from my bar concoction, he felt that burning sensation.

I Love Destroying a Man’s Junk

However, that kind of pain was nothing compared to what came next. I used a razor blade to peel the skin off his worthless balls and cock. Sure, he bled a lot, but it would not kill him. Just make him wish he was dead. Once the skin came off his balls and worthless dick, I lubed my hands up with the Icy Hot and jacked him off. I told him if he could cum through the pain, I would not inflict anymore pain.

I knew that the torture sex felt too intense to cum though. He just cried some more. The long weekend is not over yet though. So, this preppie loser is still tied to a chair in my dungeon awaiting lots more cock and ball torture.

Strangleholdthreshold: A Choking Game Paradise

Strangulation phone sex

 

For the daring and the bold, I present a thrilling tale of a peculiar fetish—strangulation phone sex. Prepare to blush and breathe deeply as we venture into this kinky realm…

Oh, my, what a kinky thought—a beautiful throat adorned with strong hands, applying just the right amount of pressure. A delicious fantasy indeed!

But tonight, we shall make it a reality. I have a plethora of ideas—a veritable arsenal of strangulation methods at our disposal. Electrical cords, robust ropes, or everyday belts—each offering a unique sensation, leaving their mark on my tender neck.

Imagine me, helpless on the bed, my hands bound above me. You, my mysterious strangler, have the upper hand—a delicious power trip. With each tool, I moan and Capitulate—an orchestra of ecstasy, each note carefully conducted.

The toaster cord, a sleek instrument, winds around my throat, the heat a welcome hug. The hairdryer, a powerful beast, offers a force to be reckoned with—my struggles futile, yet so arousing. And the belt—a personal favorite—snugly embraces my neck, your strong pull sending shivers down my spine.

Each method has its charms, leaving different patterns on my skin—a visible sign of our intimate battle. But the pleasure, ah, the pleasure is mine. I yearn for the tightness, the loss of breath, the sensation of being dominated by your strong hands.

My secret desire… a risky business, but oh so enticing!

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Welcomed Here if You Play By My Rules

murder phone sex fantasiesIf you have murder phone sex fantasies you are in the right place. Well, you are in the right place if you want an accomplice. However, I will kill or castrate you if you attempt to make me your victim or your girlfriend. I am a sadistic woman. Not the typical woman you encounter on phone sex lines. I have zero interest in giving you the GFE experience. Nor do I have any interest in men attempting to tame or break me.

Yet no matter how clear I am that I am in charge and that I am not a GFE provider, men either try to snuff me or make me their girlfriend. So, either that want killed or castrated but are too weak to ask for it.  Or they are just plain stupid. But either way, I eat guys like that for breakfast and shit them out the next day. And this world seems full of self-entitled men who think they know what I need and want.

Men Need to Know Their Place with Me or Lose Their Cock and Balls

I need my space. And I want castration phone sex trophies. I can make America great again for women. How? Castration ensures two things that can truly improve America. One, castration ensures that a tool cannot procreate and make itty bitty tools. And it ensures that they will never try whatever bullshit they tried with me on another woman.

Perhaps, I am a bit of a collector and hunter too.  In my dungeon, I have a wall dedicated to jars of balls and dicks. And all impeccably labeled with the loser’s name, last known address and date of castration. Inside the jar, you will find the loser’s balls and perhaps cock too. Some men pissed me off so much, I took all their junk. However, cock and ball torture sex is a guarantee with me if you call me to be your accomplice and try to make me your victim or lover instead. Don’t say I did not warn you.

Knife play phone sex, the sting of the blade makes me cum!

Knife play phone sex Knife play phone sex, the sting of the blade makes me cum! I’m a dirty slut with a penchant for pain and pleasure. I’ll do anything to get off, and I mean anything. I’ve always been wild and rebellious, never conforming to society’s standards. So when I discovered how hard a knife can make my pussy squirt, it was like a whole new fucking world opened up for me.

And don’t be shy with that blade. I fucking dare you to slice me as much as you want. I’ll stay perfectly still while you cut away. Watching the blood drip, feeling the rush of pain, and experiencing the pleasure of it all. That’s what gets me going. The combination of fear and arousal is like an adrenaline rush that I just can’t resist.

My sweet spot is when that blade is pressed against my neck while you pound my pussy as hard as you fucking can. The risk of death, the intensity of the brutality, it’s like a perfect fucking storm. And I’m in the eye of it, riding it out until I fucking explode in a mind-blowing orgasm.

Let’s make is messy with some Bloody phone sex. I want to be soaking in my blood, light-headed from all that I lost. You will love how submissive I will be to your torture, the more I bleed the more I become yours. I am you slave Daddy. I’ll be your willing little cum slut who begs for pain. 

Cut me, bite me, fuck me, make me yours. I’m yours to do with as you please.  I want to be cut up so bad I am a mutilated whore for my master. No matter how much I scream for mercy, don’t stop, cut deeper, fuck me harder and fill me up with your cum!

 

Medical Fetish Phone Sex Gets Me Hot And Bothered

I have always had one fuck of a fetish with anything having to do with the medical profession. The thought of taking my clothes off and being examined in every hole is the biggest turn on I have. I had heard about this doctor through the grapevine on some online forums.   He catered to women who had my ” condition”.  When I arrived in his office I was met by a woman in an old fashioned nurse’s uniform who told me to strip and bend over a table. She unceremoniously stuck a lubed, glove finger deep in my ass. That is when I knew I was in the right place.  Then she led me to a table and put my feet in stirrups and said she had to shave me for the doctor to examine thoroughly.  My pussy was already dripping when the doctor came in and put a speculum inside me. He opened me wider than I  had ever been opened.  As he probed and touched my pussy I was so hot and bothered I was about to cum.  After he examined my pussy thoroughly he said I needed a special treatment. He mounted me and fucked me with the speculum opening me up. To be honest I think I will need many more treatments.

medical phone fetish

 

Medical Fetish Phone Sex with Me Might Be More Than You Bargained For

medical fetish phone sexMedical fetish phone sex calls are not as common, but still under my purview. I love to torture a man or a woman’s junk. Sounding is fun for me. Not on me. But on you. Can you believe that men pay me to hurt their cock and balls? And I take that money and deliver a painful cock and ball torture session.

Jimbo hired me last. He seemed self-aware. With a small dick he realizes he cannot please women. That’s more than I can say for many of my callers. I should never hear things like, “I’m gonna fuck her cunt with my big 5-inch dick.” If you think 5 inches is big, you should not be force fucking anyone. I mean even schoolgirls know 5 inches does not equal big in anyone’s world. So, I will give Jimbo credit for understanding his junk would never do any woman any favors.

He likes cock and ball torture sex. For years he saw a mistress who trampled his balls and jacked him off with Ben Gay. However, I told him I would never jack off a loser. Hell, I rarely jack off any guy. Perhaps I enjoy torture more than sex. Anyway, I agreed to a training session with Jimbo. So, I took his payment and arranged a day for him to visit me.  He came over last night. And I think when he saw my knives and a sounding device, he got scared.

If You Enjoy Cock and Ball Torture, You Are in the Right Place

But he knew I was not a typical mistress. I am a sadistic bitch. I tied him to the bed and put a ball gag in his mouth so he would not bite his tongue. The first thing I did was insert a sounding device lathered in Icy Hot into his pee hole. Tears welled up in his eyes, and his erection I forced with a large dildo up his asshole. I used a knife to slit his pee hole. Blood dripped into his urethra making him cringe more. He wanted CBT fun. And he got it with a bit more.

By the time I finished our session he told me he should have asked for castration phone sex instead. I told him I could take his balls for free, but he ran out of my house like a gazelle. Perhaps, I was more than he bargained for. Might be more than you bargained for too.

Medical fetish phone sex

Medical fetish phone sex

Welcome to my nurse’s dungeon. Did I seduce you into medical fetish phone sex? Don’t be shy. Come in and take off your clothes and put this hospital gown on for me. Let me know when you’re ready. I’ll have you sit down on this table and lay back down on it. I’m then going to put these straps around your ankles and wrists. I make sure it’s tight because I don’t want you squirming around too much.

                I start to reach for my medical tools, and you let out a whimper. I first get my ball gag and put it in your mouth, so I don’t have to hear you scream. Next, I get out my scalpel. When I get it out, you can see the light reflect off the blade. I walk over to you and make the first cut on your chest, and I see your fists clench up and your body lifts a little bit. Once you settle down, I cut your inner thighs and the closer I get to your cock, the more I see it grow.

Violent Phone Sex Turns My Son On More Than Anything

violent phone sexMy boy enjoys violent phone sex and so do his viewers who subscribe to his channel. Although he brings me lots of coke to dull the pain, I always feel it the next day. Two days later and I am still sore. But his primo coke is the only medicine I need. He surprised me Thursday night. I knew I was in trouble too. He seemed like a lot was on his mind and he needed to take it out on his favorite mommy whore.

He went right in to punching my tits and slapping my face. Although he might punch me in the jaw, so my teeth go flying, he will never punch my nose. He knows I need my sniffer. My boy did not come alone. So, I knew I was in trouble. Perhaps, this would be a true snuff porn with the backup boys. He invited some of his viewers to join our live show. The last time that happened, I needed an ER visit. Either I have toughened up or his coke has improved. Maybe, both.

Mommy is My Son’s Favorite Punching Bag

Those boys joined in on playing soccer bopper with my body as I pushed out my asshole. I know what my son and his fans like to see. They enjoy abusing my prolapse. After what felt like an eternity of being punched and slapped with hands and cocks, they turned their attention to my waddle. That’s what I call my prolapsed asshole because it looks like a turkey neck when I am on all fours. It hangs between my legs. And the boys, including my son, took turns punching my waddle. They fucked me for hours too. Rough sex. It is all they like. My asshole got fucked from the outside in.

But I am no stranger to gangbang rape porn. So, they played musical chairs with my fuck holes. That night, I was a 4-hole wonder. I know what you are thinking. How can she have four holes. My son’s favorite hole is my pee hole. And all the coke in the world does not dull that kind of pain. Four cocks ravaged my urethra, and it still feels like I am pissing out glass shards. My pee is bloody, and I am in pain every time I urinate.

Hey, but I survived another live streaming night. One of these days, I might not survive it. But I know my boy loves his mommy. Why else would he bring me such good coke to help ease the pain?

Killer phone sex that isn’t hard to find Daddy!

Killer phone sex

Killer phone sex that isn’t hard to find Daddy! Some might say I have a twisted mind and a thirst for blood, but to me, it’s just an insatiable hunger for pleasure. And I am not afraid to admit it. I love offering the hottest and most disturbing fantasies to anyone who is brave enough to call.

I get off on using sharp objects to stab and torture my victims, both physically and mentally. The screams of pain and the fear in their eyes only intensify my pleasure. And when I’m done, I take things to the next level by indulging in some sexy and violent activities with my Daddy!

Together, we get fresh meat and use all kinds of objects to make them squirm. We tease and taunt them, driving them to the brink of madness before finally giving them the ultimate release. Our favorite part is when we get to fuck our victims, and we do it with intensity and insanity. I love seeing the fear and pain in their eyes as we ravage them. And I know daddy loves it too, as he takes control of their mouths while I go to town on their pussy and asshole with my big hunting knives.

 We love seeing blood and sweat mix together as we indulge in our dark desires. And for those who are brave enough, we also offer wild mutilation phone sex. That’s right, we don’t just stop at pain and pleasure, we take it a step further and fulfill your darkest and most twisted fantasies.

So, daddy, if you’re looking for something truly wild and unforgettable, give me a call. I promise to give you the best playtime experience you’ve ever had. But be warned, once you enter my world, there is no turning back. I am ready to fulfill your every desire.

Knife play phone sex gets my pussy soaking wet!

Knife play phone sex

Knife play phone sex gets my pussy soaking wet!  I know you’re probably salivating at the thought of getting your hands on me, but let me tell you, I am not your typical slut. I love it rough, I love it dirty, and I love it dangerous. 

There’s just something about the feeling of cold steel against my skin that gets me dripping wet. Go ahead, take that sharp blade and run it down my body. From the top of my head, all the way down to my toes. I want to feel every inch of it on my skin. And when you reach my pussy, I want you to press it against my clit and watch as I writhe in pleasure. Trust me, this little slut can handle it.

But that’s not all, baby. We can take it to the next level and indulge in some medical fetish phone sex. I’m talking about playing doctor and patient, but with a twist. I’ll be your willing patient while you, my twisted doctor, perform all sorts of kinky procedures on me. I’ll be your canvas, your playground, your willing victim. Your cock will take my temperature deep in my ass!

 I know it may sound sick and twisted to some, but to me, it’s the ultimate rush. The thought of being taken away by someone’s hands, to be used and disposed of like a piece of trash, it just gets my pussy pulsing. And who better to fulfill this fantasy than a dirty little snuff slut like me?

So come on, baby, give me a call and let’s indulge in our deepest, darkest and most depraved desires. I promise to be your willing accomplice in any sick and twisted scenario you can think of. I’ll be your dirty little plaything, your living sex doll, your ultimate fantasy. And together, we can explore the depths of our twisted minds and make all our wildest dreams come true. Are you ready to get dirty with me? Dial my number and let’s get down and dirty.