Tag: Mutilation phone sex

Domination Phone Sex with a Proud Ball Buster Might Leave You in Tears

domination phone sexI enjoy domination phone sex calls as a sexy switch. The older I get the more fun cock and ball torture sex becomes for me. I have this one regular at the strip club who enjoys CBT. You could say he is an extreme pain slut. Usually, in the club, I am limited to how much I can hurt him even with him agreeing to it. It’s bad for business the owner thinks for club patrons to hear a man screaming from the VIP room.

So, he took me off the books. Hired me to be his dominatrix. We had our first session Tuesday night. I signed off early from my phone sex job, so I could inflict some serious cock and ball torture sex. He had all the equipment for me too. Even a sounding device which I had never used before.

In the club, I could kick him in the crotch. And I could step on his balls. However, no sounding devices allowed, no sharp objects and no actual ball busting either. Lame, I know. What does it matter if a man is willing to pay for the pain. This worked out well though. I could demand more money and do more damage to his junk.

Now That I Have a Taste for Extreme CBT, I Want to Inflict More Pain

With my highest stripper heels, I danced on his balls. Even trampled his cock too. This time, I actually busted one of his nuts. Ouch. But his dick stayed erect. I told you this client enjoyed extreme pain. I used the sounding device on his pee hole, but I used Ben-Gay as the lube. That brought tears to his eyes. But once again he stayed erect. For hours, I slammed his balls in books. I trampled all over his cock and balls in high heels. And I forced large objects down his pee hole. But he paid me handsomely for the CBT.

Torturing his cock and balls made my pussy wet. So, now I think my CBT training wheels are off and I am ready for castration phone sex.

I am Always in the Mood to Make a Snuff Porn

snuff pornI found myself in a snuff porn mood last night. However, I did not want to watch it. I wanted to make it. But I had no client to hunt with. And I did not have anyone on my hit list. So, I went out to find some annoying twat or tool. Both appeared out in droves last night too. I went to this college bar because I knew some sorority girl or frat boy would say or do something to get on my hit list.

And just as I expected, all sorts of collegiate twats showed off their poor behavior. Sure, I might be the ultimate mean girl considering I kill bitches and tools. However, in my everyday interactions with folks, I never just spew hate at someone for no reason. But coeds think their shit don’t stink. So, I showed one mean girl what happens to bitches.

I enjoy the torture sex of young sluts. And I picked the girl I did because I do not even think her friends liked her. Total bitch. Bossy and mean for no reason. I spiked her drink and waited for her to stumble out of the bar to scoop her up. Honestly, I did not expect her to come out alone, but she did. Her friends did not care if she got home safely. She made her bed now she would die in it.

All I Need to Do is Step Out of My House to Find Some Twat Who Deserves to Be Tortured

She did not wake up until I had her tied to my medieval rack I inherited from my grandfather. But she could scream all she wanted. I sound proofed this room. She screamed a lot too. I made sure to inflict the maximum amount of pain. Although I knew I wanted to sexually mutilate her body, I did not know where to begin exactly. So, I stabbed her cunt repeatedly until she gushed blood. Then I turned my attention to her perky little tits. Sliced the nipples off. Then I cut the areolas off and eventually gave her a raw double mastectomy.

After hours of sexual mutilation phone sex fun, I plunged my knife in her belly button and eviscerated her. Scooped her bloody carcass up and tossed her in the woods. She is coyote and bear shit now. It has become so easy lately to find stupid bitches to slaughter. I just need to step outside my door.

Torture Sex is the Best Revenge for a Lying Bitch

torture sexTorture sex revenge is so sweet. And revenge makes a great snuff fantasy call too. My handsome prince, James, finally got revenge on the girl that faked a pregnancy to force him into marriage. Marley pretended to be the cunt Barb for us. And she played her part like she knew Barb personally.

Our revenge fantasy began with me presenting Barb to my love all tied up and gagged. I searched for months for the bitch who did my love wrong. And I finally found her. James appeared so happy to see my special present I tied up in a bow for him. This bitch tried to lie and say she miscarried. But we all knew the cunt never could get pregnant in the first place.

Sexual Mutilation is Foreplay in a Revenge Fantasy

While tied up, I brought out the toolbox of torture devices. We took her to my dungeon to turn her into a snuff porn star. But before we killed her, we tortured her and mutilated her body. And I began with her nipples. You would be amazed at the pain you can inflict with pliers. James tied up her boobs into torpedoes. Although our victim cried for help, my dungeon is soundproof. James pissed on her face while I plucked her nipples off so I could see her crimson red blood spurt out her tits like a volcanic eruption.

The bitch tried to tell us we would burn in hell for this. Although that might be true, faking a pregnancy would land her in the same place too. Extortion gets you a free pass to hell, I told the bitch. As she continued to lie to us, I used a nutcracker to break each of her toes. Her blood curdling screams made my cunt wet. However, James wanted to break her wedding ring finger. He did the honorable thing when he thought she he knocked her up, but when her house of cards crumbled, not only did she keep the ring to pawn it, but she also drained my man’s bank account.

Nothing Like the Smell of Burning Flesh to Make My Cunt wet

This bitch Barb needed to suffer. He cut off the top of her breasts and blood spurted all over us. After an hour or so, we broke all her toes and fingers. Mutilated her tits. But we saved the best for last. James did the honors. He used a blowtorch on her clit. Oh, how I love the smell of burning flesh. The bitch really screamed now. I used the cat of 9 tails to whip her bloody tits while my love mutilated her clit and cunt.

However, we were not done with Barb yet. We hung the cunt. Kicked a chair from underneath her mutilated body that hung from the rafters. I used a cattle prod on her ass to watch her kick and jerk as she took her last breath. We danced around her dead body singing and kissing. Eventually we fucked under her body to celebrate the snuff sex death of the bitch who did him wrong. Ding dong, the bitch was dead. Never mess with someone I care about. You will die. But not before some brutal torture first.

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Agonizing Torture sex can get as bloody as possible

Torture sex Torture sex is a way of life for me now. I tell myself to breathe and embrace the pain. The more I remind myself that I am a slave whore the quicker I revel in the ecstasy of agonizing torture. That’s the nature of my existence, unquenchable passion and sinuous agony. I crave it, much like you do. The moment when my body quivers on the brink of pain, thirsting for more; oh, how we both need it. 

I’ve watched it a thousand times by now, Dumb little cum slut turned victim to bloody violence. But that’s what any slut deserves, we have these gashes between our legs that make our Master’s crazy and I think we deserve to be punished. 

You like to slice off their pussy lips, sometimes you eat them and then there are the times where you force your victims to swallow their own flesh, The Mutilation phone sex I crave is us sharing my flesh. Where you take my freshly sliced off pussy lips into your mouth, you chew it up and spit it in my mouth. I will swallow it like your baby bird, eagerly and obediently.

You are an artist. And whores like me are your canvas. A blooming and brutal kaleidoscope of pain and lust, and with each act of depravity, we create masterpieces worthy of the most voyeuristic Gods. Let the violence become a balm for your empty souls, and let my devotion to agonizing torture and eroticism bring you solace. 

 

Only Violent Phone Sex Fantasies Fulfilled Here

violent phone sexIt’s only violent phone sex fantasies that I indulge. You are my victim. Or I am your accomplice. Nothing else. I am not looking to be your girlfriend. And I do not want to know about your day or cuddle. None of the coupling bullshit for me. I am here for the violence. The mayhem and the blood also.

And my mercenary ads make that clear too. No refunds because you don’t read the contract. But as a killer for hire, I take precautions. Sure, my contracts a court would never validate. But I don’t need a court. Just your signature and your ID on file to keep you in line. If I go down because of some love lorn tool or some chicken shit loser, I will take them with me.

Arnold demanded a refund after we killed and mutilated his ex-girlfriend because I would not fuck him in her blood. I do not mix business with pleasure. And I stated that in the contract he signed along with the no refund policy. So, Arnold had to die too. It takes a special kind of stupid to demand a refund from the person who you just watched torture and kill your ex-girlfriend. To do that, you have a snuff sex death wish.

I am The Queen of Torture

And I grant death wishes. I took longer to kill him though than his ex. He deserved some intense suffering. Plus, he deserved cock and ball torture for thinking he could fuck me. I had zero trouble overpowering him because I made him believe that I wanted to ride his big dick. Handcuffed him and tied him to his bed. I put his balls in a vice grip. But I slowly cranked it until I busted each nut. Cigarette burns to his dick. And I bit chunks of his cock off too. Little cuts to his pee hole and flesh. Not deep enough to make him bleed out. But enough to hurt.

 I am the queen of torture sex which means I can prolong your agony like I did his. But I eventually gave him a fatal cut to an artery and let him bleed out. Do not feel sorry for him. Not my fault he was a dumb fuck.

Sadistic Phone Sex Chamber of Horrors For the Best CBT

Morticia is the Sadistic Phone sex goddess of your dreams. In fact I am a girl that loves the darker things in life. The best time is torturing men and making them plead for their life. Often times pathetic perverts end up in my dungeon and get tortured cruelly.

From a very young age I daydreamed about torturing humans. One may say I have a bit of a serial killer mentality. But whose to say I am not in fact a serial killer? After all I am a Murderess.

Just the Gothic Evil Seductress Playing in the Night

So when Jay happened upon my path one night, I knew I had the perfect victim. His drooling and pathetic ways made me laugh. All I wanted to do is slice him the fuck up. Obviously I cooed at him a little and got him to follow me home like a lost puppy dog.

However the very moment he crossed my threshold as the very moment he signed his life away. As I tend to do I let him cross into the room first. This triggered my booby trap and he was hanging like a bat in seconds.

As my new plaything hung by his ankles and hoisted up I was face to face with my prey. Like a predator I inspected my new treat. First I took my knife out and I started to run it along his arms. I could see this one was already a bit of a cutter.

Once I realized I had a real piece of shit in my lair I took no shame in what I did next. The large trapping mechanism used for vermin was triggered to that cock. And his ball sack got a slice.

As his screams echoed through the sound proof room I laughed and got myself off as I watched him bleed out from that scrotum slice. Soon my victim would be listless and his tainted blood would be drained. This made me very happy and gave me a little something to practice my love of human taxidermy on.

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Home Invasion turned into Torture Phone Sex

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The smell of fear you had turned into something else. A little sadistic. Wanting more than just to see the light go out in my eyes.

You wanted to feel how soft my pussy was. How wet it could get for you. Smell those pheromones of sex permeate the air.

But also that coppery scent of the red stuff. Both those fragrances combined make you feel like you’re going to blow a load bigger than what Old Faithful could muster. Practically leaking from your dick by the thought of what you want to do.

I, of course, have no way of defending against it. I’m bound. Which is perfect for you, as you have my cunt in the right position. Just ripe to be defiled and abused.

You do start fondling me with my own shoe. Gotta get that foot fetish thing going too. However, you went a little overboard with the pumping of the pump and punctured my vaginal wall.

But… that’s what you wanted anyways, right?

Makes it easier for when you want to put that bulging cock into the bloody and wet hole you just created. And also to leave you own DNA in…

Cause it’s not like their gonna find my body.

Knife Play Phone Sex Because I Can Inflict Maximum Pain with a Kinfe

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex remains my favorite. I inherited a massive knife collection from my grandpa when he died. Some of these knifes historians would consider priceless because they date back hundreds of years. My grandpa bought most of them on the black market, so they are not traceable. No one knows I have these knives. But I never leave a dead body anywhere for folks to discover. I let nature take care of the remains. But when I castrate or mutilate men, the knife pattern will not be traceable if a victim goes to the police.

Did you know that a forensic specialist can tell you the type of knife used to stab someone. Then they can see who has purchased one of those knives in recent months. So, when I do a free castration phone sex visit, I use an untraceable knife. Plus, I enjoy using ancient knives to remove a man’s junk. It offers a more barbaric or medieval feel to the torture.

Knives just have more versatility than a gun. You cannot torture someone with a gun. You aim, you shoot, they die or bleed out. It’s quick. The pain does not last long. Although I often cauterize the wound after I remove the balls, the pain lasts. It’s a physical and psychological pain. If a man did not want to be castrated, he lives with the pain of never being erect again. Psychological pain can last forever.

A Knife I Feel is More Versatile Than a Gun

I gave a free castration over the weekend. He deserved it. This hipster douche bag tried to spike drinks at the Goth bar. Did you know a girl can wear a certain nail polish that if she dips her finger in a drink, it turns a different color when the drink contains roofies? Few men do. But I tested a few drinks and lured the culprit back to his place. He wanted to fuck a Goth girl.

But I did not want to fuck him. However, I did want to inflict maximum cock and ball torture sex pain. So, I used a rustic knife to chop his balls off. And I did let him bleed a little before I cauterized his wound. Normally, I take the balls as a souvenir. In my dungeon torture chamber, I have over 100 balls in a jar fermenting as a reminder. Sort of my trophies. But I left this bastard’s balls in his mouth to shut him up.

He appeared to still be breathing when I left. But he passed out from the shock. Dumbass. You do not come into a Goth bar and spike drinks to force fuck women. Not in my bar. Not on my watch.

Snuff Porn Teen Slaughter Fantasy is The Best

Little girls make up a great part of the Snuff porn on the dark web. However sometimes that precious young teen is an even bigger trigger for these perverts to get viciously sadistic. After my days of being nearly killed on camera often I have come to be a good Huntress for my perverts.

Snuff Porn is What Makes the Dark Web Dark

Obviously the vicious blood spattering of a sweet tender brat is exciting. This is especially so after that sweet body becomes violated to it’s fullest. In fact one film I was the Babysitter that had a couple of sweet little things in my care.

On the night that I would be babysitting overnight things became violent. My task was to prep the basement with plenty of plastic tarps and a couple of chairs with cuffs and duct tape. The supplies I purchased from the list provided with a thousand dollars cash as the first part of my payment.

Once the room was set up, the girls were brought down and tied to the chair. With great anticipation the three men showed up in all black with their faces covered in Halloween clown masks. There was a lot of screaming and crying as their cocks got wet in those tight little holes.

Finally after a lot of bleeding from their asses and cunts these two girls were decapitated. With their headless bodies still being fucked I held their pretty heads as to make them watch up close, to their bodies being violated further.

In the end my body was covered in the blood of these brats and my ass was fucked into it’s own little rosebud as these guys really needed to pound a real hole as their finale. The best was the closing of two decapitated little sluts holding their heads.

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Succumbing to Lucifer’s Lustful Whispers

Blasphemy sex

Hell yeah, blasphemy gets me wet! I’m a filthy bitch, ready to defile your sacred prayers. Fuck your gods and their heavenly promises, I’m here to worship the devil’s cock. Cream and squirt, my pleasure is his command.

Mutilation fantasies? I’ll make ’em real, you pathetic creature. Your body will be my canvas, every cut a masterpiece. Scream and beg, it only fuels my twisted desires. Bow down, worship my devilish pussy, and I might spare your worthless soul.

Taboo is my playground. Let’s explore your darkest urges, breaking every rule. I’ll be your sinful priestess, guiding you through forbidden pleasures. Your cock will throb, yearning for my devil-possessed body. Cream and pray to the devil, ’cause he’s gonna own your ass!

Forget your prayers, embrace the shadows. I’ll tempt you, seduce you, and make you mine. Lucifer’s not just offering pleasure, he’s offering freedom. So, are you ready to sign your soul away? Hell’s gates are open, and the ride is hotter than you can imagine!