Tag: Mutilation phone sex

Ass Rape Porn is What This Red-Headed MILF Does Best

ass rape pornAss rape porn is what I am known for. My ass has seen more action than a slew of gay porn stars combined. My ass is the preferred hole of many men because despite all the action it has seen, it is still my tightest hole. I applied for a job as a fetish model recently. I am a little older than the ad wanted, but I was desperate for money. I pleaded my case and shaved a few years off. I do not think I am that old, but I am hardly fresh and new anymore either. I have some high mileage fuck holes. The director passed on me because of my age, but he gave me the name of a seedier director who was looking for a mommy for a film he is making. I did not care if it was a gangbang rape porn, I needed coke money. I gave the director a call and arranged an audition. This guy was a poor man’s version of Ron Jeremy. Hard to believe you could look seedier than Ron Jeremy, but this guy did. He hired me on the spot. He knew that I was the prefect mom for an anal gangbang. I quickly regretted being as desperate as I was for money. This guy had 100 young men ready to run a train on my ass. I was bound and gagged to a sawhorse. My legs spread wide, however, so my ass was open for business. There were no rules, no safe words, no lube either. These young guys were like savage beasts getting their first taste for anal torture sex. One cock after another fucked my asshole, some even two or three at a time. My ass was drilled for hours by horny men with a hatred for mommy. They slapped me and chocked me as they fucked me. I had a bloody prolapsed ass afterwards, but that is nothing a little coke cannot fix.

Castration phone sex

Castration phone sexOn this Castration phone sex call he asked me a question I had never been asked before. I was hoping you could teach me how to use this Elastrator Band.
I never use one before
I’ve never used one either
Well I’m Sliding the Tight band around my balls now
It’s On!!!
Wow!!!
This Band is Super Tight How do I take it off?
I can’t Cut it off!
What should I do????
Chelsea My Balls are turning purple! OMG!Castration phone sex
Help Me! My Balls are turning Black n Blue what do I do??
This is what you wanted.
Stop being a sissy and put some Ice on it. when this is over you will be able to play with your own clit. Take some high-dose pain pills and ice them and in a few hours, you’ll have a Pussy.

Snuff sex has nothing on the truly Sadistic things is crave

Snuff sex Snuff sex has nothing on the true degradation that I crave. I can’t help it, the only thing that can turn me on are things that only the mind of a truly evil bitch can come up with. I need blood! The red, warm, sticky life force gives me a high that I chase. The bloodier and more mutilated the encounter gets, the better! My twisted sick mind goes insane at the sight, smell and the palpable fear. Each time blood squirts or a cry for mercy vibrates through the room, my pussy pulsates threating to cum right then and there.

The smell of iron and the sight of my liquid kryptonite are not the only thing this sadistic whore craves. I need the echoes of the screams as a worthless toy is being tortured. The pain that I am witnessing them endure at your hands doesn’t seem to be enough to me. I think real slow deliberate pain is overdue, so you know like any good sadistic slut, I’m going to help. I grab a pair of garden sheers and start cutting off fingers and toes. I want this torture to be prolonged, but also need my fix of blood and screams.

“No one can hear you! Scream as loud as you want! You actually will make this more enjoyable than I thought!” I hiss as I place my tight wet pussy over this slut’s face. She is our fuck toy now baby so don’t mind me while I use her face. You are force fucking the hole that used to be her pussy and ass and I love the way your bloody dick look going in and out. She is moaning from pain as she slowly bleeds out and the vibrations are screaming my name. I can’t help it I’m covered in her blood and the sight is too much to bear. I squirt down her throat as I smother her with this round juicy ass. She is chocking and drowning in my sweet nectar, and I should let her up for air. But fuck it I’m going to water board this bitch with my cum and maybe if she makes it, we can go from there! I know you like fucking their dead bodies anyways!

Torture Sex on My Time

Torture sex

I have so many twisted freaks that come to me when they’re in need of some torment filled torture sex that I almost don’t have enough time to find all of the fuck pigs needed to satisfy their dastardly desires.  I’m not just here to provide the droves of delinquents who can’t get off without doing some damage to the flesh of a fine little female the fuckmeat they crave, I’m a pretty busy psychopath.  I got things to do.

Yesterday, for instance, I was stalking a family that seemed to be an utter waste of space to see if they’d be worth eliminating completely.  It’s been a while since I’ve pruned the branches of anyone’s family tree, I was really looking forward to seeing where that went.  I was in the frozen aisle of the grocery store tailing them as just another face in the crowd, as I do, when one of my clients saw me and approached and started talking really loud.  He was flapping his gums about things that should never be uttered in public places, making everyone in the place turn to look at us and see who was having such a conversation, my intended targets included.  So much for planning and staging that familicide.  

I stormed out of the store with him following close behind me, going on and on about how he needed to make a bitch hurt and the types of wounds he wanted to inflict on an incapacitated cunt.  Some things you just don’t talk about in public, loose fucking lips sink big fucking ships.  That was way too much for me, I knew I had to do something about him or he would bring my whole operation down around me.  I relented and told him to get in my van, I’d hook him up.

Luckily, I had one last fresh fuck pig, with skin so soft and smooth you could butter your bread with it, locked up in my dungeon of a basement that I was willing to let him use.  He’s always into whipping so I knew the exact tool to give him to make him blow his load pretty quickly.  I wasn’t wrong, he only lashed her about 50 times before his nut sauce was shooting all over that beaten beauty, soaking into her deep wounds and dripping down her body.  As he stood there reveling in his work while trying to catch his breath, I snuck up behind him, slipped a garrotte wire over his head and squeezed my hardest to make certain that he never would.  What can I say?  Don’t piss me off, Pal.

Yeah, I’ll provide all the pussy you want to punish, but I’m going to do it on my time.  There are people to stalk and kill, folks need to be framed for murder and I want to be the one to do it.  Kind of hard when I have to find a bunch of dumb bimbos, lock them up then watch guy after guy go at them and torture-fuck the spirit out of them while they hang helplessly on an almost daily basis.  If I don’t answer when you call or text you back, I’m not trying to deal with you at the moment.  Period.  Approach me in public and start talking all kinds of bullshit, I’ll turn your addiction into a snuff sex scene real quick.  You don’t want to be on my bad side, I promise you.  

  

Snuff Movies Can be Inspired by Hollywood Horror Films

snuff moviesI am a snuff movies and chill kind of girl. I do not watch sappy ass chick flicks or romance movies. I need violence and gore. I was told this new horror film Terrifier 2 was so disturbing that people were puking and leaving the theater. I knew it was not a snuff flick. I also knew it would not be as violent as anything I have done before too. It was a Hollywood movie. Special effects might be gory, but no way this film would be too violent for me, however. I have yet to see a film too violent for me. I don’t think anything could be too violent for me. I have made some pretty gory snuff porn in my life too. I went to see this film knowing the movie would not be as good as the hype. Terrifier 2 was good, but it was not too gory for me. Art the Clown may be my spirit animal though. He just hates all people, and he is brutal as fuck. He gave me some inspiration for my next kills. I mean this killer clown castrated a dude. He poured acid on women’s faces. He dismembered folks. He even gutted his victims and pulled out their beating harts and ate them. His is a sick mother fucker. Right up my alley, but Art the Clown is fiction. Venus the Bitch, is all real folks. I decided to get some acid. I mean it would be fun to disfigure some stuck up cunt who thinks her looks alone will get her by in life. I was all set to use the acid on this dumb cunt I saw, when a fucking jack ass thwarted me. I decided I would fuck him up, but I wanted to put the acid on his cock not his face. I made him think I was going to blow him in the parking lot. As if I would ever blow some tool in a parking lot, but it got his pants down.  I tossed the acid on his worthless junk, and it was better than castration phone sex! I mean the flesh burned off his cock and balls. It was like his junk was melting. He passed out and went into shock. I poured more on him for shits and giggles and watched his body turn into a pile of mush. I have a taste for a new level of sick torture now.

Ass Rape Porn Nights Just Get More Brutal Every time

ass rape pornIt was an ass rape porn night for me. You would think my ass could handle just about anything these days, but it gets harder and harder to take the anal abuse my stepson inflicts the older I get. I am his cash cow. He is my supplier too. He knows how to get me to do whatever he wants. He had it all planned out last night too. I arrived 30 minutes after he summoned me. I had a sense of dread going to his place, because he just gets more and more brutal with each live stream. When I arrived, there were a couple chicks there with him. I thought for a moment I got to be the accomplice, but that was not his plan. When it comes to anal torture sex, women are far more brutal. I did not want to be there with them. But I have no choice. My stepson has so much blackmail material on me. I cannot fight him. A couple times a week, we do these brutal live streams. He gets money. I get coke and a mutilated ass.  The women started off nice. Well, nicer than most, but the higher they got the more brutal they became. I had all sorts of things shoved up my ass. It started with dildos. All sorts of big dildos. That was followed by fists. Then came the baseball bat and the rolling pin. Things not designed for the ass were going up my ass. That is nothing new. But they put a cattle prod in my ass and started cranking up the voltage until I could smell my own burning flesh. I cried from the pain. I was pissing myself too. The viewers loved it though. Sadly, for me and my ass, it was the biggest tipping moment from my snuff porn. Guys love to see a soccer mom get annually abused. Do you?

Murder phone sex Fantasies are a gift

Murder phone sex FantasiesI frequently have Murder phone sex Fantasies. Maybe it’s because my life is so hard being the slave of these horrible men, but the sweet release of a bloody, grim, horrifying demise seems alluring instead of scary. I dream of it often, laying there while my abused cunt is sore and bleeding from the recent reaming or torture session, hoping that somehow the bleeding doesn’t stop and I simply cease to exist. I want to die, I want to be killed, I want tomorrow to never come and I always get my hopes up whenever I feel a new pain or something breaks inside while they fuck my black ass rough and hard and raw. It’s fun for them, subjecting me to Mutilation phone sex, turning their domestic late-night ‘snack’ of a whore into something worse just because I didn’t have the power to fight back or the will to run away. The windows are open, the door is right there, but I can’t move. I never can, and anytime I think of it one of them comes around the corner with some new guy and they pull me back down to hell one nasty fuck, one horrifying cut, one bloody scream at a time. I know they eventually plan to let me die, when I’ve become too used, too worthless, too abused and lifeless. I just hope it’s soon, that maybe they underestimate what I have left and end it too soon. I want to still be here to choke on my blood, I still want to remember my bastard crack whore husband when I breathe my last breath and collapse onto the floor in a puddle of was and potential. I need to go out quickly, to be used for Snuff porn, and somehow I get my hopes up every single time someone calls, hoping that it’s going to be the guy that pays enough for them to do just that…

Torture sex and Halloween go hand and hand

Torture sexHalloween has the perfect ambiance for Torture sex. It is a sadistic slut’s hunting ground, and I cannot wait to catch my pry! All these tiny whores are using it as a reason to dress like the little whores they are, exposing all the skin that I want to slowly peel off their bones. Little do they know their temptations are nothing compared to my innate need to tie a whore down and torture her slowly all night long.

You see the screams will echo around us, but no one will be there to save her. I will tie her down and start by lighting a knife with my blow torch. I want to force that red-hot blade it up her cunt and hear it sizzle as it burns her from the inside. The smell of her pussy cooking is intoxicating. I pull that sharp blade out and hear it slice through her walls, blood squirting out everywhere.

Knife play phone sexThis is just the beginning I am going to take my time slicing and stabbing this dirty whore while telling her that her life is now mine. With each stab, punch, and or hit I see her get weaker. I’m covered in her blood and the feeling of her life force covering my body makes this all the more enjoyable. Her pretty blond hair now red and soaked with blood. I know I look crazed, but I know I will fit in. After all Halloween is the day of the dead. After I watch as she takes her last breath, I realize the night is still young. I think I’m going out to find me a young hard dick to torture. I won’t get cleaned up; I can savor my kill. No one will notice that this blood covering me is real!

Torture Sex and Castration Fun with a Pathetic Tinkerbell

torture sexI am known as a torture sex bitch. So, when this little caged sissy called me, I was shocked at first. I am not a sissy trainer. I am a hardcore sadistic bitch into inflicting real pain. I specialize in cock and ball torture; I even go as far as to castrate losers. It does not take much to get me to mutilate your sex organs. I thrive on it. I knew this little sissy bitch had a death wish to call me and send me these shameful pictures. I mean who in their right mind would send me these pics and think I would not use them for nefarious purposes?  I am not some GFE babe or a sissy trainer. I am a hardcore castration phone sex bitch. I take men’s’ balls for looking at me funny. Look at this pathetic loser? She did this to herself, so you can imagine what I would do to her.  I castrated this sissy bitch, but only after and hour of tortuous foreplay that was pure pleasure for me.

castration phone sexThis little Goth sissy is what I would call self-ware. She did not call me for sissy training. She is a pain slut.  Likely born in the wrong body because she had a clit not dick. I called her Tinkerbell because her little cock cage made a ringing sound, and Tinkerbell is a good sissy faggot name. At least she was smart enough to know she was not calling a traditional sissy trainer. I am a sadistic taboo phone sex bitch. I tortured that little Tinkerbell. She even helped in her own torture. She has an electric wand that shocks the body. It is akin to a cattle prod. Of course, I had her kick it up many notches beyond her comfort zone because that is what I do. I push pain tolerances. I make worthless tinkerbells beg for mercy. I find the pain threshold and push right past it. I do not get many pathetic pansy sissies calling me, but when I do, I castrate the losers and torture their shrinky dinks.

Castration Phone Sex with Sadistic Bitch Venus

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is among the most fun a sick bitch like me can have. I remove junk for all sorts of reasons. My parents and grandfather did not raise me to roll over for any man who looks at me twice. Just the opposite. They raised me to be an independent woman who does not need the attention or support of any man. I have no time for the kind of men my family warned me about. As I age, I realize the group of self-entitled men who think women are just props for them has grown, not dwindled. I am evening the score. Avenging women who are not as strong and independent as me. I get wind of where predators hang out and I dupe them. I do not look like the type who attracts the shallow men looking to explore their rape phone sex fantasies, but I am a chameleon with my looks. I dress up, don a blonde wig and act dumb and unsuspecting and the predators flock to me. At this hotel bar, the predator was the bartender. He has been spiking the drinks of women staying at the hotel alone and getting their room numbers when they bill a nightcap to their room. He has a master key of some sort and comes into their room once the roofie kicks in. You cannot outsmart this sadistic bitch. I was waiting for the pervert with my big knife. When he crawled into my hotel bed, I sprayed him with mace and handcuffed him to the bed. As I suspected, a little dick no one would miss but him. Why is it that I can count on the sexual predators of the world to have shrimp dicks? I thought about the torture sex pleasure I would get if I took his stump of a cock too, but I opted for just his worthless nuggets. This way he will never get an erection again. That means his days of forcing his pathetic nub on women are gone.  Another predator bites the dust.