Tag: Mutilation phone sex

Extreme Bondage Phone Sex and Torture

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex gets extreme with a submissive druggy whore like me. I got a bit tied up last night. I am not exactly sure how it happened either.  I was in a bar drinking with strangers. I know I was hitting guys up to party. I am a cougar whore. I love to party and fuck. I like coke too much and it gets me in some predicaments like last night. The last thing I clearly remember was doing lines of coke in the bathroom with this college dude.  I had been playing pool, drinking, flirting and partying with some frat boys. When I woke up, I was tied up and suspended with some dude I had no memory of meeting. He was not one of the frat boys. I don’t think he was even at the bar. He had a pulsating vibrator attached to my clit that was giving me orgasm after orgasm. I know that doesn’t sound bad, but rapid cums in close succession like that over stimulates your pussy and hurts. I asked him who he was and how I got there. Apparently, the frat boys I was partying with sold me for $500 to this guy. WTF? They can’t sell a person. I demanded to be let go. He was not having any of my sass. He took a blow torch to my cunt and asshole. Torture sex is why he bought me. The pain made me pass out. He liked me awake, however. I could feel my flesh melting. I could smell my flesh burning. I puked. The way I was suspended, I only managed to puke all over myself. The torture went on for hours like some strange Pavlov’s dog experiment. It was like he was trying to get me to associate cumming with pain. I am a pain slut but burning the flesh from my skin was more than I could bear. Eventually, I passed out and couldn’t be revived. He dumped my body in an alley. I woke up when a bum was pissing on me.

Ass Rape Porn Gets Me Coke and Pain

ass rape pornI am an ass rape porn star. Not mainstream porn, however. My stuff is all on the dark net. It is for men who like seeing anal torture. For men who get off on prolapsed and bleeding assholes. Does that sound like you? I have a huge monkey on my back called cocaine. My need for blow leads to poor decision making. My husband cut off my allowance years ago. Most dealers won’t float me any more blow. I must make underground movies for sick directors to make money, so I can get high. Not all the directors are men.  The last anal torture sex film I made was directed by a bull dyke. She hates women like me because we remind her of her whore mother. Apparently, mommy dearest pimped her daughter out for coke. If I had a baby girl, I would have done the same thing. This woman likes to pay old mommy whores like me for pain and torture films. At first, it didn’t seem that bad. At least not compared to what I have done in the past. I can handle a fuck machine ramming warp speed in and out of my ass. I didn’t want to act like it didn’t hurt, so I moaned and moved around like a wounded bird. When she stopped the machine to lube it up, I was no longer acting. She doused the dildo part in icy hot. My ass was on fire. If that was all she did, I would have been fine, but she added crushed glass to the icy hot. My anus was shredding and burning. The more my skin tore, the more it burned. She laughed the entire time. I cried. By the time she was done, my asshole looked like raw meat. I cried so hard. I still can’t piss, fuck or shit without grimacing in pain. At least I got a fix.

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Snuff Porn Dismemberment

snuff pornI was meant for snuff porn. That is what he said. I was powerless. He had me bound and gagged. I was on my knees shaking. I knew my death was near. When I was grabbed, I immediately thought sex slave trade. He made it clear that I was too old and used up to get money for sex. He explained that he had a client who desired a woman like me for something far more nefarious.  When his client made his presence known, he was wearing an executioner’s outfit. Full leather mask obscured his face.  He was holding some ancient axe. Snuff sex was eminent. He wanted me to beg. It was some sick game to him. I have been in many bad situations. Perhaps this was just a sick fantasy designed to scare me. I offered up my body. I thought I could at least make his rape fantasies come true.  He didn’t want my body.  Well, he didn’t want it for sex. He wanted to dismember me, watch me cry and watch me die. He chopped off my arms first. Blood squirted everywhere. I felt faint. The pain was extreme no matter how hard I tried to use mind control to subdue it. Next came my legs. I was a bloody stump, barely breathing when he skull fucked my dying body. The last thing I remembered was swallowing his cum before I took my last breath.

Castration Phone Sex: I Will Revoke Your Balls

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Castration phone sex is a wicked good time for me. Perhaps, not you so much. Guys seem particularly attached to their balls. Even, small worthless balls are hard to part with. What men don’t understand is that testicles are a privilege. Not every guy deserves them. Sure, you are born with nuts, but if you have proven time and time again, that you don’t know how to use them properly, they should be revoked. Just like if you get too many DUIs, your license is permanently revoked. I revoke balls. Too many men have balls that don’t know how to use them properly. I met Daniel at a Goth bar last week. He was sexually harassing the women there. He called a friend of mine a freak and lots of other far worse names. This fucking loser walked into a Goth bar and started insulting the patrons. That shit didn’t go over well. I don’t put up with trash talking. You don’t like Goths, get the fuck out of our bar. He was drunk and looking for trouble. I am trouble with a capital T. He just had no clue how much trouble he was in. The folks in that bar had my back. I spiked his drink to lessen his strength and two guys lifted him on top of the bar for me. I shoved someone’s panties in his mouth, stripped him naked from the waist down and showed him what happens to disrespectable pricks. The owner of the bar gave me a few things to select from, so I picked the rusty old chainsaw in the back. All my fellow Goths and sadistics were cheering me on. I sawed off his nuts with a rusty chainsaw. He was bleeding all over the bar. Girls got out their lighters and burned the wound shut. He would live, but he was not going to procreate, and he would likely never get laid again because I left a nasty scar. At least he learned a lesson. Don’t come on to my turf and insult me and my friends. I have lots of torture phone sex stories for you as a sick bitch.

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Evil Babysitter Phone Sex

babysitter phone sexEvil babysitter phone sex is one of my many sick specialities. I love being an accomplice helping men get access to those little ones they covet and hate. I have a special friend who wanted a young boy and a young girl. A man can’t advertise as a babysitter without raising a few red flags. A goth chick, however, can clean up and look like the perfect woman in need of some extra work while she is finishing up graduate school. I selected the perfect family for my friend. Once I was in the house and the parents were gone, I snuck him in through the back door. The little ones were already asleep, but not for long. I woke up the princess first with my friend’s huge ass cock down her throat. Little ones sleep so soundly, but they don’t sleep through a skull fuck. She started crying when she realized she was not dreaming. Her brother came into the room hearing his sister screaming. When he walked in he saw my friend violating his sister’s tiny little slut hole. Blood was all over his dick. I had used my knife to cut the little whore up. I tortured her little nipples, even her clit. I held a knife to his throat and made him watch my friend explore his tender age rape phone sex fantasies. My friend was splitting the little whore in two with his cock. Her ass was destroyed too. I made baby brother eat my cunt. I contemplated on slicing his little pecker off first but decided I would save that for the grand finale. I made him fuck his sister’s ruined bloody cunt while my friend fucked his ass. I watched and masturbated as it was a hot sadistic show. In the end, we sexually mutilated both little ones, then killed them. I love when I can share a hot snuff sex experience.

 

Dumb Victims For Evil Phone Sex

My boyfriends band was playing this sold out gig the other night and I am always going to be there to support him, and of course take care of any little groupie wannabe hoe. Trust me, there are plenty of these barely legal little sluts that are always trying to get his attention, and we both have a few good laughs on these useless cunts expense.

He’s in a kinda Goth Horror Rock type band and tends to attract young rich suburban girls that play rebellion with mommy and daddy’s money. My evil phone sex fantasies are always going to be fueled by these dumb cunts. I love luring them back to party with us after the show, sometimes if I’m feeling really evil I will lure a few back.

These cunts could never guess where some of the blood used on stage and those blood stained clothes comes from, dumb little victims like themselves of course. We smoke some potent shit that will always knock these weak sluts out in just a couple of puffs, they are either vomiting or passing out but often times both. I take the passed out cunt and rip her clothes off with my Buck knife. I then precede to run that knife along her pristine smooth flesh of her torso to her pelvic bone making a nice slit.

Rubbing her blood all over myself the fun is just beginning, she’ll get what she wants alright! My boyfriend will slide his dick into this pigskin sheath that is coated with glass shards and starts to fuck her tight little holes ripping that flesh up as she bleeds out. And before he cums he pulls out and removes that pigskin, and baptizes the cunts face with his gunk.

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Evil as Fuck Snuff Sex

You are a poor excuse for a gentleman and even less of a fucking human in how you chose to act when I agreed to a date. It’s no surprise I started to make elaborate plans in my head for a real snuff sex revenge on your pathetic ass. I really love the scheme I came up with and really plan on putting you in your god damned place, dumb fuck. I fucking haven’t a care in the world the next day while driving to a place that you are known to hang out at. I lure your pathetic ass over pretending to apologize for being a bitch towards your lewdly lame ways.

My apology resulted in snagging you in my suv, chloroforming you, and driving you off to an abandoned church. Pulling you from the sleep I coax you into the church telling you how I always wanted to fuck here. It’s too bad that I am giving the dick and your not going to enjoy one bit of it’s penetration. I’m set out to ruin your ass and using your blood to make an offering to my Dark Lord. Your penis was about to be useless anyway and that gaping ripped ass made a great candle holder for the ritual as I carved you to pieces and tossed them to the Wolves.

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Fed to the piranhas

Mutilation phone sexI was beaten to a pulp and when I came back to slight consciousness he was hanging me up on some thick hooks that were dangling from the ceiling, gorging them deep into my back meat. A huge aquarium type pool of water was below me as he raised me high above it. I was terrified as I saw thousands of piranhas snapping their jaws and hungry for human flesh. Blood-curdling screams and begging for my life was all that I could muster out of my filthy mouth. The evil look in his eyes assured me that I had no hope, in just a matter of seconds I was going to be fed to these murderous fish. He threw a rotting pig’s head into the murky water to demonstrate how violently I was about to be mutilated. The piranhas ripped the decapitated head to shreds, straight down to the bone. I was shrieking with horror and gushing out with blood as I dangled from the hooks. He slowly lowered me into the water, inch by inch so that I experienced a slow and very painfully morbid death. It was a disgusting mess as they fuckin chowed down on my flesh. The last vision I had was looking over at him sadistically laughing as he watched me expire before I was fully submerged into the bloody water.

Evil Phone Sex

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Evil Phone Sex is what’s on my mind tonight.  I just went through a bad breakup with a cheating ass no good loser.  He did have a big fat cock though.  I guess that’s why I stayed with him this long.  But, it’s not like  don’t get plenty of cock anyways here at work. And at least they don’t give me any shit either.  But right now I’m just pissed off and I feel like mutilating some of these dead bodies.  Nobody is off limits too.  I’m fucking everyone in here up tonight. I think I’ll switch some of their body parts out.  Give some of the less fortunate in the cock department an upgrade.  Creating my own Frankensteins lol!  Call me and tell me what you want me to do to them.

Torture Sex Gone Wrong

torture sexWhen I walked into work today, I was not expecting what I saw.  Apparently this bitch was having some crazy torture sex and the sick motherfucker she was fucking, got a little carried away.  No, not just a little carried away, a whole lot carried away.  This bitch was bloody as fuck.  Apparently they were all coked up, meth’d up, you name it, they were on it.  She had gashes everywhere.  He even cut off her nipples.  Which was kinda fucked up for me, cause I have my own little nipple collection at home.  Anyway, her neck was also broken. The police said that neighbors had called 911 when they heard all the noise and screaming.  By the time the cops got there, bitch was swinging from the chandelier twitching her last moments away.  Spewing blood everywhere.  He was still holding the knife when they broke down the door.  The told him to drop it, but he was so fucked up, he tried to approach them and they filled his ass with lead. He had about 25 bullet holes in him.  This was definitely a case of torture sex gone wrong.  At the end of the day, I get them.  Now, what shall I do to them?