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Sadistic Phone Sex Bianca

I’m a growing teenage girl. I get hungry. And  . . . occasionally I’m in the mood for some protein. But I like my meat served up with a side of terrified shrieks. Oh, did I mention I eat it rare? Yeah. There’s nothing better than taking a big old bite while your meal is still fresh . . . and alive. The other day, I really fucked up the Chink whore who pissed her little panties about my internet bandwidth. Turns out, she had the nerve to report me for “taking up too much of the space” on our block. WHAT THE FUCK, YOU STUPID CHINK. You wanna fuck with Bianca, huh? You wanna piece of her?? Well, lucky for Little Miss Geisha, I had a space for her. Right inside my intestinal track, where she could be drowned in putrid acid and gushed out like the trashy, useless shit she is. But I’m the type of gal that’s picky about her loin cuts. I wont just take any old slab of fat. So when I dragged her by the hair off her back porch, and flung her down into the fire pit, I decided to inspect the slantey-eyed twit with the bottom of my foot. And I smacked and beat that bitch with the blunt force of my heel until rich, appetizing blood was gushing out of her eyeballs and the squinty-eyed banana was bawling like a baby. More fun with feet? Yeah, you like that chink . . . . well I’m not much a chef. Never have been. But It’s amazing how cooperative a stupid slut can be after a little adjustment. I shoved her own toes down her throat until the melody of blood gurgling played as I heard her choking on it. Even better since her toenails are a little longer, and they sliced into the flesh of her esophogaus as she choked on her own severed meatcuts. To prepare her for cooking, I pinned the rice-eating Oriental down, making sure to dig the sharp meathooks into her Achilles heels, severing the tendons so the doomed fucker couldn’t run away. The retarded little twats try that sometimes. They think it’ll work. But it just makes me angrier. Good thing I’ve got a good aim. When she tried to limp away on her knees, the muscle sinewy tugging against the meathooks as she mewed like a kitten, all it took was one huge WHACK! of my baseball bat to the side of her head, and that little whore went down. I took my axe then, the one with the rusted blade coated in gasoline, and I hacked off the skank’s tits. Yummy. Such a beautiful bubbling of fat when the heat reaches the right temperature. Nothing I love more than a good appetizer. But I had to cook it right. I dropped a lit match right over the gook’s tits and they burst into flames, fire licking in a burst of pain along the gasoline leaking into her bloodstream. Not sure if if that part was gonna be edible, but uh . . .  I had to work quick, ‘cus see . . . I like to roast my catch alive. Bianca’s got high standards for her food, and fucking her prey up first? Locks in the flavor of abject suffering.

Chopped

 

torture phonesex angieThis bitch was sweet as honey. She had a certain glow that made her irresistible. She looked so healthy and happy it made my mind run wild with thoughts of what her smiling face would look like in twisted pain and agony. The images I conjured up in my mind drove me insane to the point of obsession.

I had to have her.

I would have her.

I followed her waiting for the perfect moment to present itself. Finally I was able to grab her. I placed my hanker-chief soaked in chloroform over nose and mouth feeling her body become limp in my grasp.

The rush of conquest always sends electrical shocks through my body and I always cum hard.

I carried her into the house and took her to my room of torture and pain. I secured her to my stone alter and sat back rubbing my cunt in anticipation, waiting for her to wake up.

She opened her eyes and looked at me with a glassy confused stare as she tried to focus. I could see her trying to focus and figure out where she was. And then it came, that moment of realization and the hoarse scream that is filled with terror . The one that fills my whole body with a satisfied orgasm making my legs weak with satisfaction.

I couldn’t help but let out a low and menacing laugh as I walked slowly towards her with a handful of knives. I wanted to slowly dissect her, dismembering her while cauterizing each wound to stop the bleeding, cause the most pain, and keep her alive through out the whole process.

I worked long into the night, watching her pass out from the pain, waiting for her to become conscience again so that I could cause her more pain. Masturbating while she lay there, her muscles twitching involuntarily while she is in the darkness, the only place that she doesn’t feel pain.

Saving her perfectly formed breasts for last she finally opened her eyes again. As I sliced into her right tit at the base cutting it with surgical precision, the blood begins to mingle with milk that is in her ducts. Oh how fucking sweet, she is a new mommy! No wonder she had that glow!

What a shame I could have gotten two for one if I had known. torture phonesex tit

Castration Phone sex with a Sadistic Mortician

Taboo phone sex Pandora 2You came to me deep in the darkness of night on your knees. Looking at you, I felt no sympathy by the way you were groveling before me. You contacted me before about this obsession you have and how I am the only one that can satisfy your taboo desire. This time it was different and after much consideration, I have made my own decision. However, I don’t give a fuck about the reasoning upon why you want me to preform this procedure, nor do I care to hear it. So with that being said, you may get undressed and lay down on my operating table.

Now I am going to restrain you down so that you can’t move at all during the operation. But I am not using rope to keep you still. No, that won’t do at all. I feel that the best way to keep you still, is by using barbwire. At least it will give you more of a motivation to stay idle during the procedure. Look at it this way, if you move or jerk around, you will be the one cutting yourself with the barbwire. Also I think using a sharp metallic restraints will not  take away from the entire experience. So yes … I promise you that you will be in blood shattering pain. Now let’s go ahead and start the surgery.

With your testicles in my hands, I am feeling how firm they are from this excitement but I would like a better look at them. I grabbed my sharp scalpel and pressed in the tip point downward on the top part of your scrotum and at the base of your penis. Now look at that. You couldn’t stay still and cut yourself against the barbwire. This is definitely going to be a very long castration procedure, isn’t it?! (wickedly evil laugh)  

Helping Hand

Accomplice Phone Sex

What a fucking mess!  It wasn’t supposed to be this way.  It was supposed to be a simple grab, then violation, then dump, something to teach his now ex-girlfriend and his brother a lesson.  Nothing going too far, but now, I am covered in blood from my head to my toes.  He is as well.  I’m not sure were it went wrong, but damn, did it ever go south fast.  Actually, I know exactly when it went wrong, it was the video.  I knew he tended to go over board with his play things, but these weren’t play things. These were his Brother and recent girlfriend.

His girlfriend decided it would be a fan-fucking-tastic idea to give his Brother a blow job.  His Brother in turn decided it would be an even better fan-fucking-tastic idea to video it on his phone.  Only his Brother picked up the wrong phone, and when my over excited friend went to send me a pic he had taken a few days ago, he saw the video.  That’s when things went crazy.

He is sitting in the corner completely calm, smoking a cig.  I am standing here looking around at what we have to do to clean up this fucked up scene.  There is big chunks of skin scattered about, bits of bone and meat that went through the chipper stuck to the walls, and I have no clue what the fuck dude did with the heads. 

Freak Nasty Slut

Taboo phone sex Alice 1Now I got to tell you that like any rebellious emo teen, I hate going to school where I am surround by spoiled, stupid bitches. I am talking about the ones that walk around school like a princess and the one that I know all you perverts just want to snatch up so you take them some where to fuck the shit out of their wet, tight holes. Well I got to tell you what happened with me this week that involves one of those skanks. Well this slut is completely spoiled by Daddy’s money and gets away with anything. Well I was doing a line of the good, white shit in the girl’s bathroom before class when that slut came into the bathroom to powder her face. She saw what I was doing and called my a whore as she left the bathroom. I didn’t care and continued sniffing away when all of a sudden the vice principal walked in the girl’s bathroom. Great! I got fuckin’ busted! He gave me suspension from school and then threatened me that he was going to fail me for the year. Later on I found out that self righteous bitch narked me out to the V.P. as she was going to he class.

With that knowledge, I put it to my motivating power to deal with her ass. So after school, I stocked her all the way to her house since I know she walks home from school everyday. I saw that her house key was hidden under a flower pot near her front door. After returning the key back in it’s spot, I watched her through the window and saw she went to take a shower and that is when I made my move. After she got out of the shower and went into her room, that is when she found me. Terrified and speechless she froze at the sight of me with a gun. With my gun pointing at her, I told her to pull her bathroom razor out of her robe pocket and start cutting her face. She begged me to not cut herself and I just cocked my gun. With sobbing tears down her cheeks, she began cutting into face. Now this is the best way to get a bitch back is by having her fuck up her own damn self! Ha, ha, ha, ha!!!

The Walking Dead

torture phonesex angieRipping the flesh from the bones of the living as the blood runs down their faces and chunks of flesh are devoured before my eyes. My cunt pulsates in time to the chewing motion of their decaying and decrepit mouths. What I wouldn’t give for a world full of disease infested walking corpses to be wondering the planet. The thought of the carnage and mass hysteria makes my cunt crave the thrill of my twisted and demented orgasms. I know I would keep a few of these undead as pets in my basement and relish the pleasure of fucking my cunt while watching them feast on victims that I brought to them. I would torture my victims just out of reach of my pets watching them become more and more agitated with every scream as they pull at their chains in an effort to reach what will be theirs soon. Looking into their dead eyes that have no life behind them as they smell the blood I am spilling, knowing that soon I will reach the ultimate orgasm as I watch them rip the remaining flesh from my victims as they feast before my eyes. There is no doubt that i would sever the limbs of one of these undead and rip the bottom jaw off to prevent him from infecting me while I ride his decaying cock. Filling my cunt with his undead flesh. What would be hell on earth to the rest of the world would be heaven on earth for me. Watching The Walking Dead each week is like watching porn for me. I cum over and over again each week and dream of the possibilities of such a world cumming to pass.torture phonesex dead

Feed The Need

torture phonesex angieI love the thrill of watching someone get really fucked up or fucking them up myself. The more blood and mutilation, the more pain and degradation, the more humiliation and torture the better. I love severed limbs and disfigured flesh. My blood starts pumping with the first cry of fear. At that single moment that my subject realizes he or she will be mine I become uncontrollably aroused. My body feels like it is on fire and with every cry and every drop of blood my cunt gets wetter and the longing to get fucked like an animal becomes over whelming. My place is so secluded that no one can hear the screams. No one can save your ass if you are stupid or gullible enough to fall for this girl next door act. I can be such a sweet little bitch to get what I want. When I get you where I want you, I blast my stereo and feel the vibration from the music from my toes up to my nipples as it strokes me from the inside out in the most seductive way, stroking every part of my body. The sensory perception just adds to the excitement of the game. The thrill of the mutilation to cum, and when it accompanies the sickening sound of the gurgling as my subject chokes on their blood I fall to the floor weakened by the strength of my orgasms. It is my favorite way to end the game to hear someone choking, gasping for their last breath as I hear the gurgle of blood deep in their throat asphyxiating them until there is no more breath. Yeah I am a little touched, I know, but you still want to play don’t you baby?

 

Glowing Eyes In The Night

torture phonesex karmaWalking on the side walk I can hear his low guttural growl. I feel him calling me. It is a primitive sound that stirs the fire building low in my abdomen. I can feel it spread with each growl, creeping slowly down to my pussy where it is released in a flood of juices to drip down my thighs. I have to get in to see him. I have to be near him. I return the next day early, dressed in a school girl out fit and I wait patiently until the bus pulls up. Blending in is easy and I am able to slip in as if I am part of the group. It doesn’t take me long to break away and I know right where to find him. In my purse In a zip lock bag I have a raw chicken leg that i used to fuck myself before cumming here so it is covered in my hot juices. I throw the leg into his pen and watch as he circles it, looking at me right in the eye before devouring it and giving me that low, sensual growl of his.
I stay right by his cage all day looking for the right place to hide at closing time. I want to be with him all night. The lights are out, the zoo is empty except for the animals and the moon is full and high in the dark night sky. I sit against a tree with my school girl skirt up around my waist staring into his glowing eyes as my pussy responds to his eyes and my hand finds the warmth of my cunt.torture phonesex panther
His dark body makes him almost invisible in the night, but for his glowing yellow eyes and his low growl, one would never know he was there. With our eyes locked I masturbate to the sound and feel of him late into the night.
My heart is pounding as I stand on weak knees walking to his cage. I know I shouldn’t do it, but I have to be with him. I have to give myself to him.
As I enter his cage he lunges towards me, I turn and fall to my hands and knees offering my cunt to this huge black cat. He mounts me and sinks his fangs into the back of my neck as he begins to fuck me like a savage.
I don’t know if I will make it out alive, but for now the feeling of the blood dripping down my neck, the heat of his breath, the feel of his fur and the fierce urgency of his thrusts take me over the edge and into another realm.

The Torturing Artist

snuff phone sexI like to linger over my handy work.  The way a small, frail body reacts to my touch excites me.  With each and every slap, punch, slice, the skin reacts.  I love welts.  Those are my favorites.  They remind me of the brush strokes that you can see on Oil Paintings.  That is, after all what my work is, Art.  The innocent perfection beneath the scars of pain.  Pretty fucking brilliant if you ask me.  I’m not the only one who stares in fascination at a piece of flesh that swells up, who watches as bruises appear with all their beautiful coloration.  The younger the pet, the more shocking and eye catching this type of art work is.  Perhaps I should open up My own Art Studio.  Put My work on display.  Watch as VIP guests catch their first glimpse of My Masterpieces.  Of course I would have to make this an interactive Art Exhibit.  I am sure a lot of hard cocks would like to come out and experience the heaven inside the outer coating of visual Hell that I created.

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Your Pain Is My Pleasure

torture phonesex karmaIt is so easy to get a mans dick hard and once that happens it’s all over but the crying. Or so the saying goes. Little do they know that once I get them in my grasp it isn’t over until there is a lot of crying, and begging and screaming!
He was a typical man, all into what ever I wanted. Claiming to love kinky, dark and fucked up shit. but not really knowing shit about what he was saying.
We were at the store picking up a few things before we were going to head out to my place in the woods, and we saw this awesome curling iron. The first thing he said was that it looked like a sex toy. He bought it thinking he was going to use it on me. Little did he know I would be in charge.
As soon as he was in chains I got out the candles. Today was going to be a burning day.
He was so turned on when I lite the first candle exclaiming how he loved the feel of hot wax on his body.
All i could do was smile. It wasn’t long before he was screaming as I burnt his flesh in little blistering circles all over his body.
When he saw me start up the generator and plug in his very own choice of toys, the curling iron, he began to plead like a fucking baby.
How fucking pitiful for him and what a turn on for me. I let that fucking thing get nice and hot (the package claims it gets to 400 degrees) before shoving it straight up his pitiful ass.
His screams stirring the fire between my legs, I had to cum. The icing on the cake was when I took out my knife and sliced his ball sac straight up the middle, pulling the round nuggets out of their sac, but leaving them attached to the tubes and placing them in my mouth.
I knelt in front of him with his still attached balls in my mouth, fucking my cunt, looking up at him while he cried and begged. Just as my pussy began to twitch and spew it’s juices I bit his balls and the rush of fluid in my mouth from the inside of them took me over the edge and gave me the release I needed!torture phonesex iron