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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. 

Ass Rape Porn Star

ass rape pornWhen you are known as an ass rape porn star, men are always pushing your boundaries. I was doing a fetish shoot this week that got way more extreme than I signed up for. The director wanted to film my ass getting fisted and fucked by a few men. Fine. I have done that in my sex life, so why not for the camera for some money, right? One of the guys started calling me a whore and joking about my loose asshole. That is when the director had a brilliant idea as he called it. It was not brilliant. It was painful. It was anal torture sex. He brought out this fuck machine, but instead of using a dildo on it, he affixed a baseball bat with a wide base. Holy fuck my ass got assaulted. He rammed it in full speed. It was sodomizing me so fast and hard, I knew things would get ugly. And they did. I shit and bled everywhere. They were laughing at the dirty whore who couldn’t control herself. The smell was awful. I wanted to die from the pain. My ass was prolapsed and bleeding. They just laughed at me. When they took the baseball bat out of my swollen asshole, the pushed me to the ground to lick up my mess. I felt like I wanted to die all over again.

Castration Phone Sex Accomplice

castration phone sexCastration phone sex brings me joy. I enjoy taking the balls off losers.  Last night, I helped a friend castrate her sexist boss. She has been complaining to me about him for years. No promotion, no raises and she must put up with him jacking off in front of her and coming on to her all day at the office. I told her we needed to go 9-5 on his ass in a sadistic way; get revenge and teach him a lesson. She stayed last night late to work with him. Just the two of them. I had to show up before he explored his rape phone sex fantasies with her. I had her spike his drink. I just wasn’t sure he fell for it. When I arrived, she was starting the party without me. It was okay. She had years of pent up hostility towards this jack ass. I understood. He was tied to his desk naked. His little dick separated from his balls with her hair tie. He was awake and fighting. He only fought more when he saw me. I video taped her teasing him about his little dick and worthless balls. He had a lot of bravado and toxic masculinity for some one with such a worthless cock. She couldn’t decide if she wanted to use scissors or a knife to get rid of his toxic testicles. I told her to use dirty scissors. She didn’t numb him. She just snip snip snipped until his balls hit the floor. He screamed in pain. There was a lot of blood too. It was gory. We could have cauterized his wound, but he didn’t deserve to live. Not for the pain and agony he has put my friend through. We let him bleed out. My friend was not the only one he has harassed. There is never just one victim.  Girls will start talking and the police will have too many suspects.

Medical Fetish Phone Sex

Medical fetish phone sex

 

I thought I hit the jackpot when I matched with a handsome young doctor on Tinder. You were so sweet and gentlemanly on our date. You even pulled out my chair and paid for the meal, something I never expect. Things went great, laughing and talking the whole time. So when you asked me to come back to your place I said yes with no hesitation. We were kissing and touching before we even got inside and before I knew it I was riding you on the couch. God your cock felt amazing and you filled me up with your hot cum! After, you got up to clean off (or so I thought) and I was laying on the couch relaxing when you grabbed me by the hair and dragged me down your hallway kicking and screaming. I was so scared of this change in you! You pushed me into a room with an exam table in the middle and slammed me onto the ground. You backhanded me hard across my face and told me to get on the table. Terrified, I did what you said and you held down my arms with leather restraints. Then you put my legs in the stirrups and bound me to those as well. You put a metal gag in my mouth and adjusted it tight, then filled my mouth with cotton gauze so I could barely utter unintelligible noises. That’s when you pulled out your tray of toys. You had what looked like medieval torture devices laid out. First you clasped my nipples with hemostats, I could immediately feel them turning purple and swelling. It hurts so fucking bad I was trying to scream out but choked on the gauze. Then you inserted a speculum into my tight little asshole and opened it, it just kept getting bigger and bigger stretching my hole til it was bleeding and open. You left it there stretching me and did the same to my pussy. All of my holes stretched open, I was gasping through the gag and tears. That’s when you grabbed the scalpel and told me the real fun was about to begin…

Ass Rape Porn in a Crack House

ass rape pornAss rape porn was what he wanted to watch. We watched a few hours of hardcore ass fucking when he decided watching was no longer enough. He pulled me off the couch and slammed my head on the floor. I was in a dirty crack house. I needed a fix and the only guy who would get me high for free had crack not coke. I was so desperate to get high, I hung out in a dingy crack house with a sadist. I had been warned about him, but I didn’t listen. All I cared about was getting high. My face was buried in a carpet that smelled like dog shit. He ripped my panties off and rammed his cock up my ass dry. I was high as fuck, but I felt the pain. It felt like his cock was going in my ass and out my mouth. That was when I realized he wasn’t fucking me with his cock. He rammed a baseball bat up my ass. A Louisville Slugger was sodomizing my asshole as he puffed on the crack pipe. When he was done, I collapsed on the dirty floor. He dangled the bat in my face and made me lick the shit and blood off it. Not enough crack could dull the pain of my prolapsed ass.

Anal Torture Sex During Fireworks

torture sexAnal torture sex is never fun, not even for an anal sex whore. While my sons were watching fireworks with their dad, I was with my drug dealer working off an old debt. Marcus and his friends gang banged my ass until it prolapsed. My ass has prolapsed before. Honestly, I didn’t think twice about it. I can handle the pain. They didn’t stop there. They got out sex machines and double fucked me while their cocks got hard again. They joked about putting me back together again, just to tear me up all over again. I was crying. The dildos on the sex machines were lubed up in Ben Gay. So, my prolapsed asshole was burning like it was on fire while they fucked me. They laughed. Pissed in my asshole to add salt to the wound. Marcus is not normally so brutal with me, but I did owe a sizeable amount of money to him. His friends had huge cocks and huge hands. They fucked me with fists too. It went on for hours. They would prolapse my asshole then fuck it back inside me again. Marcus told me I could earn some more coke by doing this again tomorrow. I am such a druggy whore, I agreed.