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Medical Fantasies

medical fetish phone sex

I have a super hot medical fetish phone sex fantasy that I want to talk to you about. I’ve always gotten a bit hot when I think about how much power a doctor has over someone when they’re anesthetized. They can literally do anything they want to do to you. Giving up the much control and power to another person just really gets me excited.
So in my fantasy, I think about going in for a minor in office procedure of some kind and being aware of what’s happening but not being able to do anything about it. I picture it as being some kind of gynecological procedure but instead of doing what you’re supposed to be doing, you just decide to rape me and since you know that I am aware of my surroundings, you know you have to get rid of me so I don’t tell the cops. So while I’m still incapacitated, I feel you wrapping your hands around my throat and you start to squeeze. I can feel the life draining from my body and there is nothing at all I can do about it.
Is your cock hard from thinking about snuffing me out? Pick up the phone and call me for some extreme fun!

Ass Rape Porn Star

ass rape pornHe has a studio in his basement for homemade ass rape porn.  I had hoped I would never have to be in it as the star. I knew it existed because I often bring him starlets. The weather prevented me from getting him a young girl to anally torture, so he decided it was my turn in his studio. I begged for him to let me take a muscle relaxer first. He refused because he wanted me to feel every inch of the pain. He bound me to his anal sex bench. It was very uncomfortable. With a ball gag in my mouth and my hands locked to a bar, he pushed my knees up to my chest exposing my ass. He started fucking me with dildos way too big for any human ass. I knew crying would make him look for something bigger, so I tried to hold back the tears. It was not easy, but I have seen many torture sex videos made from this room. This was just my first time as the star and not an assistant. Once my ass was gaped open and prolapsed, he used his cock. At first, it was a relief. It was better than a 20-inch dildo up my asshole. Soon, the burning sensation became unbearable. When my eyes welled, he knew I felt the Ben-Gay. He put it on his dick like lube to hurt my battered asshole even more. I was only let go when he couldn’t cum anymore. It is going to be a very long winter for me if I can’t find him ass meat.

Off with Your Balls

knife play phone sexThere’s something so sexy about a sharp blade. Any blade. Knife, razor, sword, box cutter. Shiny and sharp, placed right up against your nut sac. You wonder if I’m going to tease you or hurt you. You feel the sharp edge dragging along your flesh and the blood beads up. Didn’t you tell me that you wanted to be castrated? Oh, you beg me not to hurt you but that rock hard cock gives you away. You like the fear that you’re feeling. The adrenaline rushes through your veins as the cum builds in your testicles. You groan out loud. You better not cum, or I will end you now. This is cock control and your life depends on it. A shot of cum and I will make your blood spurt, too. You clench your teeth, gasping for air, trying to get control of your raging member who only wants to cum. I smile and wait. “Beg for your balls.” I order you. You sound like a little bitch whining as you plead for your manhood. The whimper is starting to irritate me. I have my blade poised right up against your bulging purple mushroom head. Shall I cut your cock off in pieces or will one swipe of my wrist leave you as a sissy eunuch forever?

Slice & Dice

Knife play phone sex

I met this guy who has the same sick ass twisted mind like me. We decided to go out for a date and have a little fun. Our mission was to catch a slutty prostitute whore then bring her back to the hotel and rape fantasy all of her cum holes. Let’s just say we did everything as planned and then some. I stayed at the hotel and he brought the slutty cum guzzling whore back. She laid on the bed and spread her legs wide open for Michael to enter his hard stiff cock into her pussy. Before she could even blink I gutted the bitch like a fish. Michael never flinched and continue to fuck her bleeding now lifeless body. Whores are never worth anything anyway. Dead or alive they are only good for a fuck. Michael says the pussy is even better dead than alive. He says upon death it swells up around his cock. I laughed an evil laugh and continued to watch Micheal fuck this worthless whore. Her body split open from the top to the bottom. This made my flesh crawl but my cunt even wetter. Can you get my pussy to cum by being my accomplice? We can find a pretty little whore to kill or maybe even someone you know.

 

Medical Fetish Phone Sex Torture

medical fetish phone sexHe wanted medical fetish phone sex. I thought maybe that just meant some demented gynecologist fun. Guys love to mutilate and abuse a woman’s private parts. Not sure why, but they do. I was sitting on a table with my legs in the stirrups waiting for the speculum to crank my cunt open. That didn’t happen. What did happen was an electric taser was shoved up my pussy. He shocked my internal girl parts. I was convulsing and going into shock. He just turned up the voltage. I could smell my flesh burning. I was cooking from the inside out. He said it was forced sterilization because a stupid whore like me should not be allowed to reproduce. The pain was beyond anything I felt before. Smoke was coming out of my cunt. My flesh was charred. His cock was hard from my pain. He wanted to fuck my sterile cunt. He wanted to see if the sterilization worked. He fucked my burnt cunt for like 5 minutes before cumming. It felt like an eternity because I was so sore. I have no doubt he permanently sterilized me. My pussy is still in pain.

Torture Sex Death

torture sexIt was a torture sex night for me. I was not prepared for it. I was out dancing with girlfriends. I hooked up with this guy who told me to call an Uber when we were done fucking. He said he doesn’t drive trash home. I was embarrassed and humiliated, so I left. I called the Uber, but I got in the wrong car. Boy, was it the wrong car. He had a fake Uber decal. I never paid attention to what my driver looked like or what car he was driving. This poser drove me to some underground club. He pulled me out of the back of his car kicking and screaming. We were soon inside some dark club. It was a BDSM looking place. It was far more sinister than BDSM, however. This was some sort of torture chamber. As he dragged me downstairs and through hallways, I heard screams. I got glimpses of women being tortured and mutilated. The driver got to a room, knocked then handed me over to another man in exchange for money. He was just the wrangler. This tall handsome man looked me up and down, then strapped me to a table. I saw all the medical instruments next to me on a little metal tray. He started to cut my flesh and peel back layers of my skin. He branded me too with his initials like some cult leader. He fucked me while pouring acid on my tits. My screams of agonizing pain made his cock harder. He started stabbing my big fake boobs as he fucked my ass. My blood made him harder too. I was in pain, crying, screaming and he just kept fucking the shit out of me. The more I cried, bled and screamed, the harder he fucked me. The fake Uber driver drove me to my death.

Taboo Phone Sex October

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is in full swing during October. Maybe all those slasher films are inspiring people to explore their dark desires. I can only hope. Violence on TV and in the movies helps make monsters like me! I have no moral compass. I have no guilt. I lack empathy. I am the perfect killing machine. Men come to me to help them with their murderous impulses. I am always a willing accomplice. Mr. Smith wanted his ex-wife killed. It was not just a simple contract killing. He wanted her tortured. I didn’t ask why because I didn’t care. I was being paid well for the task. I did some research on her habits and patterns to decide when the best time was to execute her. I saw her new husband and I knew why she was wanted dead. It didn’t take me long to put together this was a simple revenge murder. My guess was she left her husband for a hung man, a real man. I know I was being paid well to kill her, so I talked to her and suggested she make me a better offer. She married up, not down with hubby number two. She doubled my pay to kill her ex and to castrate him. Now, she was talking my language. I love to sever the balls of spiteful small dicked losers. My client was jealous that his wife married a better man with a bigger dick and a bigger bank account. One less small dick loser in the world is a win for all mankind. I went back to my original client and I killed him but before he died, I took his cock and balls. I let him know that his ex made me a better deal. The horrified look on his face when he realized he had been double crossed was priceless. I tortured him for hours before I put him out of everyone’s misery. If you hire me to kill someone, just make sure that someone can’t make me a better offer.

Castration Phone Sex

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is not what I am known for but I am a sexy switch, so when I had the opportunity to dominate a guy, I jumped on it. Trey is a co-worker of my current master. Master asked me a favor and I couldn’t refuse him. Trey needs a dominatrix for small dick humiliation and cock and ball torture. With Craig’s List and the Back Pages no longer advertising dominatrix’s, he was struggling with finding a mistress who would not take advantage of him. He has been blackmailed, jack rolled and scammed. Master knew I would be an honest bitch because if I was not, he would punish me. I was happy to meet Trey. I could see why he needed SDH and CBT when I saw him naked. Such a waste of a man! He was was handsome with a great job. Filthy rich but he had a 2-inch dick. I met him at his place where he had all the instruments for extreme cock and ball torture. I weighted this balls and pulled them down almost to the ground. His balls were bigger than his dick! I used a switch to punish his nut sack. I whipped his worthless testicles until they were bright red and swollen. He was crying from the pain, yet his nub was as hard as a clit on a pussy being finger banged by George Clooney. I told him he didn’t deserve balls because a dick that small didn’t deserve to cum ever. I could see his arousal over my suggestion that he be castrated. I was in bad ass bitch mode. I let the power get to my head and I clipped his balls off with fence cutters. I had an “uh oh” moment because there was no going back. I took his nuts and he was bleeding profusely. Trey loved it. He was begging me to take the whole enchilada. I couldn’t do that because it might kill him. I cauterized his wound, and called 911. Surely they have seen things worse than a home castration gone wrong, right? Trey lost his balls and if Master ever finds out, I may lose my life.

He Made Snuff Sex Easy

snuff sexSometimes snuff sex is easy. Every now and then I get a willing victim who wants to die. He contacted me with a death wish. A male pain slut who knew he was not worthy to live. A dirty cock sucking faggot too. I had him sucking a real man while I sliced his body. It was so much fun too. I used a razor blade between his toes and his fingers. That skin is super sensitive and tender. His hands and feet were bleeding while he was still sucking cock. I decide to castrate him. Clearly, he had urges he couldn’t control. I carved faggot on his cock as I prepared to sever his worthless balls. This way if a woman ever saw him naked, she would know he was a cock sucking faggot. I sliced his nipples off as the castration band cut the circulation off his balls. I carved up his chest too. He was begging to be snuffed out, but I wanted to go slow. I had to take his faggot balls before I could let him die. I wanted him to know that I held his balls in my hands before I killed him. He was still getting skull fucked too. So many ways to die. Burned at the stake. Put in a woodchipper. Drown him while looking at him in the eyes. I told the man skull fucking his faggot mouth to stop for a second. When he pulled out, I slit his throat and my friend skull fucked him in the gapping neck wound where he was bleeding out. The blood was gushing over his cock as my faggot victim was taking his last breath. Some men in this world just know they don’t deserve to be alive. Are you one of them?

Medical Torture Sex

torture sexMy gynecologist was into torture sex of my girl parts. I had no idea. I signed up for some medical experiments for extra cash. I was desperate for money to get some drugs. The ad seemed harmless. The ad made it appear it was just a few medical experiments. The ad was misleading. I was sexually tortured. First, their was the breast exam from hell. My boobs were squeezed so tightly that I thought my boobs might pop off my body. If I had fake tits, I would have popped the fun bags. Dr. Demento used vice grips on my tits to see if I had real or fake boobs. My tits were black and blue almost instantly. He quickly moved on to my pussy. He put a sounding device in my urethra that made me scream in pain. That was followed by being opened wide with a speculum. He started inserting various sharp objects in my pussy. He said he was getting cells from my cervix, but this was medical torture for his own pleasure. The more pain I was in, the more I cried, the harder he got. My pain fueled him to delve deeper into his medical fetish. He said there would be some pain involved, but I had no idea how much pain. When he was done, he fucked me. I had a bloody cunt and bruised tits, but that just turned him on all the more. What a sick medical fetish phone sex call.