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Ass Rape Porn: Brutal rape porn fantasy

Ass rape porn is no shock for me, in fact I have done a few in my time, usually with a twisted lover who wanted to film our escapades. So the dream I awoke from with my panties all smeared with orgasms had me in shock. I had a brutal rape porn fantasy that just won’t let me rest. I mean it was so fucking hot I wanted it to be for real.

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I was asleep with my upstairs balcony door open letting the breeze in. That wasn’t all that was let in. I had become gagged, bound and was being raped over and over again by numerous faceless assailants. I think at least one was female even and was raping me with a spiral knife blade. It felt like cold steel ripping up the inside of my anus and she kept shoving it in deeper and deeper all the while my cunt was being penetrated with two cocks at once stretching my cunt wide open. By the time I awoke I think I came a dozen times!

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Medieval Torture Sex: Weapons of Destruction

torture sexTorture sex is my favorite. I know it is hard to believe, but I am a glutton for punishment. A total pain slut. I’m attracted to cruel dominant men. I’m not talking spankings or even floggings or cannings. I want to experience serious pain; come inches to dying; need medical assistance. I can’t have an orgasm without pain. I have my own collection of weapons that Masters sometimes have to be encouraged to use on me because they are deadly.

I recently procured a medieval spiked mace and sword. Nice addition to my collection. It is very menacing, very deadly if used correctly. The problem is that I can’t use it on myself. I knew just the man who would. I called Master Louis. He came right over. The thought of hurting me had his dick rock hard. He is a twisted mother fucker who loves destroying the looks of hot bitches. When I showed him my new toy, I mean weapon, he practically salivated .

snuff pornWe went to my basement. He laid down plastic and strung me up. With glee in his eyes, he began to spin the mace balls. One shot to the stomach and it was an instant blood fest. The spikes ripped my flesh. He hit me several more times with it. I could feel the blood pouring out of me. I was turned on by the pain. The plastic beneath me was covered in my blood. Looked like a snuff porn had been filmed. Aroused by the blood. I wanted him to hit me in the face with it, but he was too much of a wuss. I taunted him, called him a coward and finally, one of the spiked balls hit me in the jaw. That was the last thing I remember before waking up in the ER.

I’m healing up nicely. But it is only a matter of time before someone else tortures me. Maybe it will be you?

Torture phone Sex Extremist

torture phone sex      Torture phone sex calls take me to another level! We both love the extreme and violent. I am often beaten several times a week for your sexual gratification and I love it! Its summer vacation and I finally managed to save up enough money for the ultimate pleasure. I am going to buy another women for us to play with in our snuff session. It would be a dream come true. Now it is in reach of my grasp and soon to be happening. I was in the middle of masturbating when you brought her in. I loved being tortured and I couldn’t wait to see what kind of pain would be inflicted on this one. I was hoping to for her to get killed swift and slowly!
     I saw the guillotine so I hoped for a beheading. I watched as the she was stripped naked and strapped to a cross. Your cock was rock hard. Positioning yourself above her head you forced your cock in her throat. I could see her gagging on it and your powerful hands making her bob up and down on it. Grabbing her tits in your hand you squeezed them! I heard her scream and cry from the pain. Pointing your cock right at her mouth you shot another heavy load of cum into her mouth. Slapping her across the face you headed towards me. I knew what was going to happen! You were going to use me as your toilet! I felt the piss trickle down my face on my tits! I swallowed most of the piss but tried to spit some of it out!
     Turning me around you forced my head into the toilet bowl while you rammed your cock deep in my pussy. I was asphyxiating in the toilet bowl. My arms hung limp and my body began to shake! It was one of the best sadistic phone sex fantasies I ever had and I can’t wait for more!

Castration Phone Sex with Junk Removal Expert Venus

castration phone sexCastration phone sex can take on several forms. It can be fantasy or it can be real. On phone however, you have to have the balls to do it, lol! I am more than happy to encourage you, instruct you, taunt you about why you don’t deserve your worthless balls, but ultimately you have to be the one to sever your sperm bank from your body to ensure that your stupid, pathetic ass cannot reproduce. This world has enough stupid fucks running around, it certainly doesn’t need any more. I offer junk hauling services for a premium price. You have old junk or damaged junk or worthless junk or small junk, even just dirty junk, I will haul it away for a per inch rate. Sometime, regardless of your desires, I will take your junk for free because I can spot junk that has no value whatsoever and never will, a mile away.

taboo phone sexI’ve been a junk removal expert since I was a little girl. I remember the day clearly. It was Halloween. I was dressed as a little nun. I knocked on a neighbor’s door. He invited me in because he had to go get more candy from the basement. He had me come down stairs to help him carry the bags. That was the first, and last time, anyone ever had the upper hand on me. He had his dirty old pecker out; he forced me down on it and I bit his junk like I was biting into a chocolate bar. Little girl teeth are razor sharp. Did you know that? Old Mr. Bauman certainly did not. I was like a rabid dog between his legs. I gritted down, and shook my head back and forth, never letting loose of my vice grip on his sorry old dick. His blood coated my face as I tore his dick off at the base with my little girl teeth. I was in front of him, on all fours like a dog returning a toy. I dropped it at his feet and left.

mutilation phone sexHe fell to the ground, moaning, shaking, bleeding all over his basement floor. I washed my face, used his toothbrush to get rid of my bad dick breath, and went back to trick or treating. He never reported me. Of course he wouldn’t. Molesting a little girl would have put him in lock up, and we all know what happens to p men in prison. Old Mr. Bauman would never take advantage of anyone ever again. As I grew up, I encountered more Mr. Baumans. The world is filled with men who do not deserve their dicks or their balls. Sometimes losers are very self aware and hire me for my junk removal services. Other times, I am rather philanthropic, and haul it for free.

Mutilation Phone Sex Pain

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Sometimes callers baffle me with mutilation phone sex. The land of torture can be quite perplexing when done correctly. This caller had me going so far that when I squirted..

Well let me replay the sequence of events for your pleasure! …

I place my tits on the small wooden block, I hear the nail gun and the hissing noise that comes after. I scream as a nail plummets into my flesh like a dagger. He tells me to spread my legs and tie them to the table. He mounts the drill sideways and drives it into my foot.  I scream but that did  not stop him! He produces some wire and ties them through the holes in the table.

I realize quickly that he is going to take a table saw and try to cut me in half! He quickly mounts the blade and starts the engine. He pushes the saw forward and moves closer to my pussy.  The rotating blade is only inches away from my pussy. Seeing my wet pussy gives him a hard on. Undoing his pants he enters me. I try to fight but there is no use I cannot move. His cum lands on my stomach. He pulls his pants back up and restarts the engine to the saw.

He pushes the saw into my pussy cutting it to pieces. I feel my pubic bone crack at the site of the saw but he keeps pushing. The place in front of the blade where my pussy was is now gushing with blood. I don’t know if I am screaming in pain or if I want to cum! I can’t really tell! My head jerks violently from the right to the left! Rupturing my belly my guts fly up hitting him in the face! He continues to push the saw up until it reaches my heart. The last he hears from me is a gurgling sound as my heart is ripped to pieces and I drown in my own blood.

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I hear him groan and cum and the dial tone ends the call.  What will be your dark desire? I am here to fulfill your murder phone sex fantasies and dreams! I love the twisted and kinky ! Can’t you tell?

Torture Phone Sex for a True Killer Fantasy

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    Torture phone sex for a true killer fantasy  begins with me!    I am a sick twisted bitch! I just got off the phone with someone who wanted to release me after they had finished torturing me. I am looking for the guy who won’t let me go! I want him to hunt me  like prey just like these gang members did! I want him to rip that brat from my rotten flesh and choke the shit out of me with the little nappy head’s chord of life! I seek to have him  cut a living organism out of me! Maybe eating the flesh will serve him good as well!

  Once  he hears my voice the rules for release go out the window! I want him to be a cold calculated killer that will  beat the shit out of me and just be what he is; a  cold killer that lusts for my blood! I guess there is a true art to being a cold calculated killer!  A killer that will crush my bones and eat my flesh! I think I get a kick out of being hurt or watching someone hurting me and it looks just like you are the person to do it!

    I am not one for the squeamish the amount of torture I want to endure must equal his dark nature. If you don’t enjoy the idea of torture, blaspheme and fantasy rape then I know I am not the girl for you! But, if your soul thirst for blood and you can get as twisted with your desire as I can, then let’s talk!

Make sure the knife is not dull, and the duct tape you plan to use on me is strong! I don’t want to be able to get away! Make sure the ax is sharpened  and when you deliver that blow to my neck, it severs my head completely off. You can take my head and position it on your cock and shoot your load in there. The colder my body the more you will cum! If it’s sick and dark let’s do it together because, whore’s like me don’t deserve  to live!

The Sweet Sound Of Terror

torture phone sex angieThe sweet sound of terror fills the air. The shrills of the screams send shivers of delight up and down my spine. I sit here in my antique winged back chair sipping Brandy, listening to the sounds of the fire crackle. The flames are dancing in the hearth in unison to the shrill sounds of pain. It is almost as if they are as happy as I am by the sound. My fingers find their way to my nipples and slowly encircle the hardening buds under the thin cloth of my gown. It has almost been thirty minutes now the flesh should be eaten almost to the bone. Smiling I get up to make my way to him. The cage i have devised is genius and I can move it from body part to body part, leaving it there for 30 min increments. Rats have the most beautiful, sharp teeth and will gnaw the flesh all the way to the bone if I leave them in one place long enough. Sometimes I sit and watch, sometimes I like to remove myself from sight and listen while my imagination fills with images. This is one such night. I simply want to enjoy the knowledge that he is in pain and is filled with fear not knowing when or if I will return to end this or to prolong it. Using rats as my little minions is perfection for me.

Killer Phone Sex Unnatural Orgasms

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    Killer Phone Sex calls make the best orgasms. There is just something about dying and fucking that really turns me on. Include a gang and things get even more interesting….

    I felt like I was at an audition to be their snuff toy. The gang would love to torture me. Using a hot iron grid iron the words Nigger whore were branded on my chest. Placing a ball gag in my mouth was to help me endure the pain. At first it started as a light sting then it increased into a lightening pain that started at my backside. I felt the wetness of my pussy and my body shook from an uncontrolled orgasm due to the pain. My ass cheek was decorated with what I was called now. I bit harder on the ball gag in my mouth.

     “I want to fuck you then gut off your tits while I cum in you.” He whispered in my ear. Unzipping his pants, he immediately pushed his cock in my mouth until it became rock hard. Pushing me over on to him I straddled him while he pinned my arms to my sides. Ramming his cock in my asshole the pain was truly unbearable. “You will beg me to gut you he said. He was squeezing my tits so hard and moving down to my belly. Picking up the gutting knife he continued fucking me in the ass. I don’t know if it was the branding that had me delirious or what but I wanted him to gut me! Getting gut up the ass seemed to be a huge turn on. I felt his hand grab my tit and the blades cold steel under my tit. I felt the cold steel cut into my tit severing it from my body. I felt the hot semen rush into my asshole while my body began to quiver. They were killing this hood rat bitch!

As I heard the dial tone I thought of that fantasy for a long time. I can’t get it out of my head nor can I wait to live it all over again.

Torture Phone Sex Summer Rituals

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      Torture phone sex in summer can be so hot! I love the calls that leave me on edge all the way to the end! This particular caller sure had me on edge!….

    No one understands rituals anymore. It’s an age old tradition that dates backs for thousands of years. Its summer vacation and no one could prepare me for this chilling call. We were in the Amazonian Rain forest you and I. You said this was a great place to fuck and no one would hear my screams. I didn’t know what you meant but I would soon learn. I felt the spear head explode in my stomach  and my eyes flew open as I fell over. Circling me you bound my hands with rope. Smacking me over the head with a club I was dragged to a tent. I woke up with a head ache. The first thing I noticed was that I was in a steel cage. It seemed as if you were chanting to the sky and then you grabbed a stone chisel and hammer. You placed the tip to my teeth striking a blow and two of my teeth ripped out.

     You guided your fingers to my eye sockets and removed them followed by the strands of the ocular nerves. I screamed at the top of my lungs but there was no one to hear me. Taking the stone knife you proceeded to cut around my jaw. The skin was peeled and blood started to squirt out. Placing your hand at my jawbone you yanked the mandible right off. The jaw came off and my tongue flailed wildly against my neck and throat hole. Picking up boiling water you poured it over my legs and arms catching the melting chunks that fell off of my arms and legs. Taking one final pot of boiling water you poured it over my face. Still half coherent I tried moving my limbs to move as you forced your cock in my mouth. The last thing I remember is the last part of boiling water poured on my face and flowing down peeling the skin off my face. Loads of cum poured over my bones and to this day I guess my skeleton is still there. After this call I smiled and played with myself until I came all over. Yes, I love torture and death! Will you play your fantasy with me hell raiser?

No More Noise

I know how much you love to hear me scream for my life. But today was different, I woke up tied in your living room. The curtains were open and I could actually see outside. It was broad daylight, and although I would have no way of knowing what day or time it was, I couldn’t believe you had left me in such a perfect spot to try to get rescued by anyone who could possibly be outside.

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At first my mind told me it must be some sort of trick. I didn’t even know where you were, but I could swear I could feel you watching me. Then I saw it – a video camera with the record light blinking, focused right at me. You were watching and waiting to see what I would do. My heart was racing so fast and my head still tingling from whatever you used to put me to sleep. I tried to stretch my neck and pull on the chains to look out the window. There was a street and trees and a sidewalk. There just had to be people around!

I opened my mouth and tried to scream, and the sound that came out didn’t even sound like my voice. It was hoarse and scratchy and pain seared through my throat as the air escaped. I started coughing and blood spewed out all over my chest and legs. You had done something to my throat and it hurt like hell. I tried screaming again, and this time a sick gurgling pathetic whistling sound came out, along with more blood. I could taste it filling my mouth. The pain was incredible, as I realized you had cut my throat from the inside, rendering me unable to scream ever again. I sat staring out at the sunshine as a jogger went by, completely unaware that I was trapped inside with you forever.