Tag: Mutilation phone sex

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasy

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex fantasies are why I am here. You are not the only one with sick fantasies. I did not always have such perverted and fucked up fantasies, but decades of abuse and being some one’s bitch has changed my outlook on life. A few years ago, I happened upon a 90s movie called Boxing Helena. It has been masturbation fodder for me ever since. Do you know the movie? It is a strange movie about obsession. A man covets a woman so much, he dismembers her and keeps her in a box under his bed. She can never leave him with no limbs. Since seeing that movie, I have had torture sex fantasies about a man dismembering me. I want to be coveted so much that a man would go to such extremes to make sure I would never leave him. I think deep down inside I know no man would ever want me that much. No man would ever go to such measures for me, a blonde bimbo. They might, however, do it to hurt me. Think of me as your sex doll. You can fuck me when ever you want, any one of my three holes. You can take my arms and my legs, so I will never flee. I am yours forever, for better or worse. Kept right under your bed for whenever you need to use me.

kidnapping phone sex with Stephanie

 

kidnapping phone sex

I had a call that ended up in a much more evil way that my usual kidnapping phone sex call. I recognized the area code as being very close to where I live. After revealing to him that I was only about an hour away, we realized that we could have so much more fun than we thought. We had a golden opportunity to live out any twisted fantasy we wanted. We made arrangements to meet at a local park and have some fun. Just like we agreed, I had brought along a little throw away brat that I scored from some junkie slut for a few hundred bucks. We took turns licking her and playing with her before he wanted to have his real fun with her. I held my hand over her tiny face to muffle the screams as he jammed his hard cock into the soft spot on her little skull. He forced his cock in out, scrambling her tiny brains and shooting cum into her little head until she was limp. I licked the brains matter and jizz off of his dick while he drove us around town, looking for more brats to snatch up and play with. I think I’ve found the perfect playmate.

 

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies

killer phone sexI hope you have killer phone sex fantasies. I was born to die. I watched the Hostel movies last night. I was working and snowed in anyway. With the virus still looming, none of my fetish clubs were open. So, I had a horror festival at home. The Hostel movies make my cunt wet. I masturbated all night thinking of being kidnapped and given to men who would sell me to the highest bidder for depraved torture. I know most girls my age would never want to be ravaged and destroyed physically but I am not like most women. I have deep dark fantasies about torture sex. In this one scene in the movie, a young Asian girl is getting mutilated. Her face disfigured, taking away her beauty. Folks were having limbs sawed off by chainsaws. A guy was gutted like a pig. And all of it made my pussy wet. When you kill me, promise me it will be violent and painful. I want to suffer the entire time. I want to be alive while my insides are in a pile on the floor between my legs. I know you want to do that to me too. I will scream, cry and beg for mercy, but I know you will show me none.

Indigo and Jezabels’ Brutal Mutilation phone sex

Mutilation phone sex

Let Jezabels’ And Indigos  Brutal Mutilation phone sex take you down into the dark perverted recess of your mind now! 

Come with me… for you see we snatched this  treasure and now we must dispose of her. 

The fabric is left over her eyes when her bindings are untied. She makes mewling sounds, but still seems comatose. I honestly did not think she was still  alive the whole time we were there. There was no sound from the trunk.

Indigo  bent over her bringing  her arms above her head! It was then this succulent morsel woke, grasping on to life with all she had. She clawed at Indigos flesh and bit her until blood ran. Only to see Indigo stare back down at her and tell her how wet her pussy was now for our victim!  Blood covered her face as My sexy accomplice gouged her face with her horned one silver ring in a backhanded slap across the face! I Swing my stiletto boot around and I kicked this darling in the back. “Where’s my money bitch!” Before the little whore could speak I pressed down on her windpipe. My boot seeking to kill her. Indigo stops me and reminds me we still have an offer for a new snuff porn and she fits the bill! We would get our money put of this bitch one way or another, and get to fucking end her life for the disrespect she has given us! I let her up only to see she has pissed her panties and made a mess. I laugh and Indigo says don’t do it Jezabel! I pull my panties to the side and flood her face with hot golden piss! The gurgles are enough to have Indigo squatting down with the scalpel and slicing her young perky tits to ribbon as my piss enters our young sluts new wounds. I kiss Indigo full and hard  on the mouth and ask her if the cameras are rolling. She assured me that “they always are. Let’s get our money baby, call all the cock you can find!”snuff porn

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Torture Sex By Demon Cock

I was asleep and swear I was having the weirdest dream. I would call it a torture sex nightmare, really. It wasn’t a dream though. I woke up and it was all happening as though I was in sleep paralysis. I felt like my body was abducted by demons and they were ravishing every inch of it. My breasts were clawed and bloody. My cunt was burning as though it was clawed at and penetrated by a hot poker. Thing is, I couldn’t scream or fight it. I like hovered over my body as this was happening and was fully aware. The pain, seeing it and experiencing it. Kind of like an alien abduction episode of the X-files only it was with Alien Demons? They were like destroying me with claws and huge demon cocks. These cocks were straight out of hell. They were glaring bright like a burning staff. I was in so much pain and somehow I was forced to watch and experience every bit of the pain. I could not move on my own will nor could I scream or utter the slightest noise, well except for moans. I know I was not moaning, something was possessing me. I woke up and everything seemed normal. Except, I had a belly bulge. Was I implanted with demon seed impregnation?

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Medical Fetish Phone Sex Calls with a Wicked Butcher

medical fetish phone sexDo you enjoy medical fetish phone sex? I love it because I love sexual mutilation. I am known as a wicked butcher. I love to use my knife collection to destroy the sex organs of the very young. They way I see it, I am preventing breeding whores from breeding. I am draining the swamp of the future welfare moms with 10 brats and ten different baby daddies. I found this young teen whore running a scam on men outside of Starbucks. I know, I do not like the overpriced coffee kind of girl. I am not. I am the overpriced chai tea latte girl. In my defense, some of the best people watching is in a Starbucks. Cute young girls go into to get some sugary whipped drink that in ten years will give them diabetes. Most of the girls I see in one are flirty with older men who might pay it forward and give them a free drink. This girl I was watching had a different excuse for every man. She was not just collecting money for a drink or a sandwich. She was picking their wallets. I told her I was an off duty undercover officer, and she lifted a known felon’s wallet. I just needed her to buy my excuse to get in my car. I drove her to my kill shack. It took her a bit before the light bulb went off. When it did, it was too late. She was naked on my psycho gynecological table. Legs in stirrups. Strapped down. I put my knife up her cunt and sterilized her. I scraped her inside girl parts out. I ruined her for having brats she could not support. Okay, so I snuffed her too. I mean she saw my face. I just wanted the torture sex to come before her death. Girls gotta have some fun, right? She is coyote food now. One future breeding whore down, thousands more to go.

 

Ring in 2021 with Snuff Movies

snuff moviesRing in the new year with snuff movies. I am not kidding either. 2020 has been a train wreck. Let snuff films make you feel better knowing that some worthless cunt is getting slaughtered. I am a sick bitch. I do not just watch, however. I make my own snuff flicks too. I have made my one resolution for 2021 and that is to kill more. I want and I need to make more snuff films. 2020 was harder to get access to folks. My usual hunting grounds were closed down for months like malls and school playgrounds. I am hopeful that a vaccine will open shit back up and allow my mayhem to continue. I got the celebrations off to an early start but luring a teen whore away from Starbucks with the promise of making her a scream queen. Now, it was not a lie. It was just a different interpretation. She thought I was casting for a big screen horror movie, not a private snuff porn. I like girls thinking this is a real audition because it is so much fun when they give me their best audition. I let them tryout before I really torture and murder them so I can compare the staged fear against the real fear. The little skank I picked up last night was not giving me her best work during the audition. Once I pierced her perky nipples and sewed her whore cunt shut, she started giving me much more to worth with. Pain is a great motivator to give your best performance ever as a scream queen. Once my knives were out and piercing her tender age flesh, that little teen whore was giving me her best screams and her best fear. I tortured her for hours before I put her out of her misery. My guess is tonight, I will look for another young whore to mutilate and murder. The world needs more snuff sex videos. They are cathartic.

Torture Sex Fuck Doll Geneva

Torture Sex

It’s true, I was given to a sadistic sex predator as a Living Torture sex fuck doll. The gift tag attached stated I was disposable and to have fun. I was purchased and sent to this felon escapee that was hiding out. He was a sexual predator serial killer and loved Barbie types. He has murdered too many for him to even keep track. Picking up girls online dating sites was the start, then he needed something more and started whore hunting. He would stalk drunk college aged chicks from the clubs that were all dolled up for fucking. He claims he just gave them what they craved. The attention and the cock and to be tortured and put to death. These chicks were nothing but trash anyway. The very same was true about me. The fact that I got wet and moaned as he fantasy raped my holes made him even meaner. He didn’t want me to derive pleasure. I cried and begged even just to get more pain. He put cigarette burns on my nipples, my clit and even my ass. I still wanted more. He sliced off my nipples, sliced my clit and ejaculated on my bloodied sliced up parts and I still came. I am lucky he has allowed me to live. He just couldn’t get off with someone like me and put me to the streets.

 

Mommy Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

rape phone sex fantasiesEvery woman has rape phone sex fantasies, but I am not every woman. I have darker than normal fantasies. I have a phone son who loves to explore mommy’s dark desires. We party together. I think that may be the root of all my evil. I am a coke whore. Mommy needs her medicine. And that need makes her do all sorts of wicked things. This phone son of mine exploits my addiction for his own financial and personal gain. Last week, my son paid me a visit. He knew I was desperate for a fix. This pandemic has hurt my finances and my access to coke. My son always has coke for his mommy whore, but it comes at a cost. I had to star in one of his little snuff sex live streams. I love my son. I know he has my back. That is why he only hits me from the front. He gives me coke to lessen the pain. I need it too because his audience is sending money for punches and smacks. They want to see my head banged against a wall. They want to see large items inserted into my fuck holes. They want to see me punched in the face. Spiral fractures, broken noses, busted lips and bruised skin is what they are paying for. I am just here to help my son and get my coke. My son was in a holly jolly mood too. Punches, kicks, slaps, burns, chokes…whatever his viewers wanted they got for Bitcoins of course. My son is sadistic. He gets off on torture sex. He always saves the most sadistic stuff for his own pleasure like fucking my pee hole while putting a plastic bag over my head, so I suffocate on camera. He comes close to killing me every time, but luckily, he does not. I think he knows how fun it is too abuse mommy over and over again.

Castration Phone Sex Fun

castration phone sexCastration phone sex will always be a favorite of mine. When I do real time castrations, I use an old electric chair my grandpa gave me. Its from the 50s and 60s. Several men died in that chair. I have refurbished it to turn it into a castration chair. I added a plank between the legs with a hole to separate the balls from the dick. All the original leather straps hold the arms, head and legs down. I will not lie, castration hurts. I can do it the humane way like you do with sheep, or I can do it the inhumane way, which is more fun. Well, more fun for me at least. I like inflicting pain. I castrate two types of men. There are willing victims. Pathetic yes, but either it is a mercy job or a paid job. Guys like that get the humane castration. That includes a castration band to restrict the blow flow which slows bleeding and makes for less of a scar. For men in this category, I numb the area first; I use a soldering iron to seal the wound and I use a clean blade. The other kind of men I castrate are just tools and pricks. They are lucky they do not get snuff sex. I loathe them and I do not care if they bleed out. I give no anesthetic. I often use a rusty blade. And sometimes, I take the entire dick too. They will have a nasty scar. What determines the type of castration you receive is you. Nice men who just happened to be cursed with small dicks or men who want to pay me to take the family jewels, get treated with compassion. Assholes, tools, misogynists and dudes who try to force themselves on women, do not. So. Do you want me to castrate you gently or do I just need to rip your worthless nuggets off with my bare hands or a rusty blade?