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Suffocation phone sex: how many times can I choke you?

Suffocation phone sex            Suffocation phone sex: how many times can I choke you? Now that I asked the first question shall we see just how many times I am able to choke you. How many times will I suffocate you? All in all, I do like the idea of sitting my ass down on your face, suffocating you with my ass cheeks. At the same time thumbs pressing into your windpipe.

            Another way to go would be to suffocate you will my big titties. Smashing your face between them at the same time I ride your cock and squeeze my cunt around your cock. Smothering you.

            Oh, you can’t breathe. Just a little longer. Going to let you breathe for a short amount of time. Then do it again. From time to time, letting you struggle a little longer. Snuff sex is what is going to be your undoing.

            Finally, I will find your worst fear and fuck you with it until you have been snuffed out. Dead, dead, dead, dead. No coming back but I will be sure to cum numerous times all over your dead body.

Sex With Dead Bodies is The Best For My Pervert

Sex with dead bodies is a special kind of fun. I’m Morticia, the gothic goddess who revels in the sweet agony of others. Tonight, I have a special guest, Dave, who shares my penchant for pain and pleasure. For now he sits in the corner. Look at his eyes gleaming with anticipation as I prepare my latest plaything.

First we have a whore trembling before me. And her body is already marked with the sweet kiss of my whip. 

Obviously she is a pathetic creature. But she’ll serve her purpose well. First thing from her lips are her pleas, voice quivering. As I smile, my red lips curl into a wicked grin. “Oh, you’ll beg alright,” I purr, running my fingers through her matted hair. “But not yet.”

Then I turn to Dave, his eyes never leaving the scene before him. “You like what you see, don’t you?” I ask, my voice a low, sultry whisper. He nods, and gasps.  I straddle his lap, my leather-clad thighs pressing against his. “Good,” I murmur, my lips brushing against his ear. “Because tonight, you’re going to watch me make her scream.”

Sex with dead bodies is the absolute best thing for one of my special clients.

Now the whore is on her knees. And her eyes  are wide and fearful. I grab her by the hair, pulling her head back. “Open your mouth,” I command, my voice hard. She obeys, her lips parting to reveal her pink tongue. I smirk, pressing my crotch against her face. “Now, suck.”

She does as she’s told, her tongue swirling around my clit as I grind against her. I can feel Dave’s eyes on me, watching as I use this whore for my pleasure. “That’s it,” I moan, my fingers tangling in her hair as I thrust against her mouth. “Suck harder.”

Sex with dead bodies

I can feel my orgasm building, my body trembling with anticipation. But I’m not done with her yet. I pull away, leaving her gasping for breath. “On your hands and knees,” I ordered, my voice sharp. She obeys, her body shaking with fear and anticipation. I turn to Dave, a wicked smile on my face. Snuff sex is going to be my greatest pleasure.

Snuff Sex is All About that Building Anticipation

I position myself behind her, my hand gripping her hip as I thrust into her. She cries out, her body bucking against mine. I can feel Dave’s gaze on me, watching as I fuck this whore. 

As I feel my orgasm building again, my body trembling with need. As She cries out, her body shuddering and I bring her to the brink. “Come for me,” I command, my voice hard. Like a good whore, she obeys, her body convulsing as she comes.

Next turning to Dave, it’s your turn,” I purr, my fingers tracing the outline of his cock through his pants. He groans, his body arching towards me. I smirk, unzipping his pants and pulling out his dick. It’s hard and throbbing, ready for me.

Now straddling him, my pussy pressing against his dick. “Fuck me,” a whisper, my lips brushing against his. Of course he obeys, thrusting into me with a groan.

Next I can feel his dick filling me, his body pressing against mine. Finally I feel his orgasm building, his body tensing as he thrusts into me. “Come for me,” I command, my voice firm. Of course, he obeys, his body shuddering as he comes.

And in this moment I turn and shoot the whore and blow her brains out. 

Then as I get up from him I demand that he starts fucking the dead little whore with no face. “Fuck her harder” as her body starts to get cold. His dick throbs inside of her and he leans in and licks some of the blood from her neck.

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Intense Snuff sex gets better when they become stiff

Snuff sexSnuff sex burns a fire in my belly. I can feel the power of the screams coursing through my veins. My bloodlust takes over, and that poor little victim has no chance. The fear in their eyes as they realize what’s happening, the screams that tear from their throats as they beg for mercy. But there is no mercy here, only the cold, hard reality of my bloodlust. The poor little victim has no chance, no hope for survival. 

It’s much better with a partner. I like an evil Daddy willing to take it to a pure evil level. I’ll guide your cock into the freshly made fuck hole and I want you to pump her till her heart stops pumping. I want the Snuff porn we make to turn necro. When she’s stiff I’ll lick that clit. When they’re warm still, the pussy can stay wet. Fuck the corpse until she’s nothing but ground fuck meat and I’ll suck your cock clean.

Allow the darkness to call to you; it will whisper sweet, devious nothings in your ear. And you shouldn’t resist It. It promises power, control, and domination over others. It promises the ultimate thrill, the ultimate high. 

 

Torture Sex Excites Me So I Prolong Your Pain and Suffering

Torture sex excites me. A caller recently asked me how I turned so dark. And I would say it is part nature and part nurture. Plus, genetics.  My grandpa was a sadist. And he groomed me once he saw my potential when I was still a schoolgirl. Although I never tortured animals, I checked all the other boxes for future serial killer. I like animals more than people. In fact, animals serve as my accomplices. No better way to dispose of a body than wildlife. They eat the evidence of a crime. Essentially, they hide the bodies for me.

I acted impulsively with my first kill. Killed this bully in a fit of rage. She made my life living hell for years. And I long fantasized about killing her. But I never did until that one day I snapped. My killer phone sex instincts kicked in.  I ran home holding a bloody knife and covered in blood. Luckily for me, my grandpa assisted me. He moved the body. Fed this dead bitch into a woodchipper. And to this day she remains a missing person.

No one ever found a body. And they never found any evidence of foul play. The police assumed either she was kidnapped for sex trafficking persons, or perhaps some P man kidnapped her and took her out of state. She could have just run away too. Nope. She became fertilizer for grandpa’s garden. Of course, I became a suspect. Everyone knew she bullied me for years. But grandpa provided me with an alibi. Although my grandpa shared my killer instincts, as the warden of the local prison, the police held him in high esteem. He was one of them.

My Grandpa Mentored Me as a Schoolgirl. He Honed My Killer Instincts

But he was not one of them because he ran cruel experiments on inmates. And he killed people for fun. However, he did have a code like Dexter. Not quite as stringent as Dexter’s code, but he never killed innocents. He killed criminals, assholes, predators and anyone who harmed him or his family. And that included a bunch of mean girls. I killed one mean girl and more popped up. So, grandpa helped me hone my killer instincts.

Under his wing, I learned how to make snuff porn and get away with it. And I learned how to torture victims. Grandpa did not believe in quick kills. He got off on the pain and suffering of his victims. And now that gets me off too. Sure, sometimes I must kill quickly to avoid detection, but the best kills take hours, even days because so I can savor the torture. Perhaps, I can teach you how to get away with murder too. Time for me to pay it forward.

Ass rape porn made daddy blow his brains out, too bad!

Ass rape porn

Ass rape porn continued to infiltrate the small town! He knew that was his girl, and he pretended he had no idea what his friends were talking about as a new video airdropped every week into their homes. He hadn’t seen her since spring break; no missing persons, just a vague feeling of a runaway who hated her life surrounded his family. She was bright but shy, and Daddy knew under her boyish clothes she had a body that rivaled the best porn stars! 

But as he watched every video and knew the twon had seen hsi baby girl getting her ass raped over nd over, daddy wanted more. An investigation was launched, and no one could find out who was sending these porn videos, and the town was in an uproar over it. 

Then one day an Teen rape porn was airdropped onto his cell at a Starbucks. I watched as he slid his AirPods in and hid his phone with his laptop. No one else was getting that video, and it would self-destruct in 5 minutes. It wa shis baby girl nude begging daddy to come get her as she was forced to take cock after cock. Her face was bruised and beaten, and she was pleading for him to save her! Then her throat was slashed, and she bled out as he stood up and his coffee and laptop went crashing to the ground; the video was gone! I watched him run to the parking lot, not to scream in terror and call the cops. But to jerk his cock off and his eyes rolled back in his head before he blew his brains out! 

He just knew he was fixing to be caught! Only I wanted to fuck him and make more sex crimes with him. Too bad, I misjudged that one! 

Evil phone sex with Stephanie the snuff loving slut

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What is the most evil phone sex roleplay scene that you can dream up for this snuff loving slut? Think quick and let me know because I need someone to take my frustrations out on. I just went on a date with a poor fucking excuse of a man. He pulled the same shit so many guys do and promised me a good time, knowing he was a beta bitch with a small cock. Why do these little dick men test my patience? Right now, I’m teasing my clit and fantasizing about driving to his house, tying him up and torturing him until he’s as limp and lifeless as his worthless, little dick. I usually abuse and mutilate little ones and young sluts but right now I want to abuse a man. I want to get on top of him and tease him until his dick is rock hard and standing straight up. I’ll kiss my way down his chest making him relax enough to close his eyes and lean his head back. Then, I’m going to pull out my knife and slice that thing right off! Most people expect screams but I’ve tortured enough souls to know that the first reaction is always silence from the shock. I’ll get him screaming when I stick his detached dick on the end of my knife like a sleeve and start fucking him with it. I’ll take it off after a few strokes and pop it into his mouth, forcing him to chew on the bloody, shit covered mess while I go back to fucking him with just my blade this time. Once his asshole is all sliced open and his intestines are falling out in chunks, I’m going to sit on his face and stab him repeatedly, letting him scream into my cunt until he goes limp. Torturing some little dick loser might not be your thing but you have a big dick like a real man so you don’t have to worry about it. You can just show up afterwards to fuck your favorite, blood thirsty cum dumpster slut.

ass Torture sex in the woods for young dumb boy

Since I have used and watched so much Torture sex, something inside we wanted to give it too. I went camping with my beastie and her family. One night her parents were wasted with one of the other parents at the campground. They left their young son alone and we took him to play in the woods. I had packed a few things, and I was so ready to use them. First thing I did was drug him up with one of my mom’s pills. When he was loopy, we pulled out the rope and ripped his clothes off.

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Once he was naked, we tied him up to a tree. He was already crying but we didn’t care it was so fun to be able to take control over him. I had some rubber bands, and we put them tight around his dick.  The best part is we got him hard and forced him to like some of his torture. Which made it fun and made us giggle. “Burn his little nuts” I say to my friend, and we light a cigarette. We start using it on his sack and he starts to squirm hard all over. The tree starts to rip his skin, but we just laugh. Then I break a branch off the tree and rub some of his blood on it.

“Lift his balls and watch this” I instruct my friend to do. I thought about all the Rape phone sex fantasies I was used for, and I rammed the branch up his ass. He couldn’t take the pain of me ramming his ass open with a tree branch he passed out buy we didn’t stop. My friend took her turn, and she even rammed it down his throat. His eyes started to roll to the back of his head, and I knew we had snuffed him. Once we were done, we just threw him in the river and started a small fire to burn any blood or anything. The next day we just laughed with each other as his parents looked for him. 

Sensual Sex Lessons: Control and Pleasure

Strangulation phone sexStep into my dimly lit chamber, you horny fuck, and let’s begin your education in the art of pleasure. I’m gonna teach you how to worship a woman, how to make her cum like never before.

Your nervousness is fucking hot, and it means you’re ready to learn, babe. I’ll show you how to anticipate her every need, every desire. It’s not just about technique; it’s about your whole damn mindset. Check out these toys, you little slut. They’re not just for fun; they’re your tools to bring her to ecstasy. This vibrator? It’s an extension of your pathetic self, ready to pleasure her like you never could.

But first, you gotta learn control. This remote is your key to power. It’s all about knowing when to tease and when to make her scream. Are you ready to take charge? Close your eyes and imagine her, that hot bitch, lying there, wanting you. Feel her breath, hear her moans. Now, you dirty bastard, listen to her body. Every twitch, every sound, is a guide to her pleasure. Don’t think, just feel, you dumbfuck. Tease her, make her beg. Your touch should make her wet with anticipation. Now, turn that fucking vibrator on and show her what you’ve got.

Slowly, gently, you tease her thighs. She’s gonna cum so hard, and it’s all because of you, you lucky bastard. Keep learning, keep pleasing, and maybe you’ll become a real man.

Sadistic Phone Sex Might Cost You Your Balls

sadistic phone sexAs a lifelong sadistic, sadistic phone sex calls seem perfect for me. I love to torture, mutilate and snuff folks. Although I am also a paid mercenary, I torture and kill people for shits and giggles sometimes. Last night, this loser was in the wrong place at the wrong time. For whatever reason, I felt the need to mutilate some loser’s junk. Chop his balls off and feed them to my dog.

Normally, I look for a man to castrate. And I have a type. Big ego but sports a little or average dick. Rude to everyone. Feels self-entitled to pussy because he has a dick. But I had no knowledge about this guy. He needed a ride after his car broke down on the side of the road. So, this was an opportunity castration phone sex experience.

However, he did hit on me in the car, so that felt creepy enough for me to justify removing his junk. I took him back to my place, drugged his beer and dragged his lifeless body to my torture dungeon. And I had the castration chair ready to go.

I repurposed an old wooden execution chair. Added a plank that I attached to the middle of the chair. Carved a circle in it, made the plank adjustable for dick size. The way my little castration death chair works is that I strap my victim down. Straps around the head, wrists and ankles. A grip in the mouth so he does not bite his tongue off from the pain. I separate the cock and the balls. The balls go through the hole, and the cock gets strapped to the board. And I put a castration band around the balls. Then wait for them to turn blue.

Not All Men Deserve to Have Balls

I literally give a man blue balls before I castrate him. This hitchhiker I picked up appeared to be all potatoes and no meat. Although I did not know if he checked off all my boxes, I needed to castrate someone regardless. So, he got extreme cock and ball torture sex for being in the right place for me, and the wrong time for him.

With his tiny dick, the way I saw it, I did women a favor. He will never get erect again. He passed out from the pain and shock of losing his balls, but I revived him. Cauterized the wound with a cast iron skillet. Drugged him again and left him back where I found him. He will wake up without balls and wonder what the fuck happened to him. The drug I gave him erases short term memory. So, he will truly wonder where his balls went. They went to my dog as a special treat. And she loved them.

Torture Sex is Evil and Sadistic at It’s Best

Torture sex is a divine intervention of a sadistic evil goddess and a loser crack head. I will truly intervene with the course of their lives. Once I happen upon you in the dark alleys of the city, forget about ever seeing daylight.
First you need to understand something about me. I abhor fat filthy pig crackheads. Filthy bottom feeders of society, and most of all entitled pricks and bitches. Essentially I have no like for filth and annoying elitists.

Next get this, daddy was a filthy crackhead and his fucking nigger dealers always came around and molested and fucked me. I was young. Unfortunately my mother was too busy with her dislike of having given birth to me and keeping me that I was shoved off on daddy.

While mom continued her coven orgies and being too witchy to need to care for me.
Finally as I gotten into my teens daddy was put away. And I had my mother and her coven to become my care takers. By this time I needed noone and partook on my own dark rituals and path.

Torture Sex is the Perfect Ending to the Thug Life… It’s what They Got

Finally I got to the point where I took to revenge on the nigger thugs that fucked me against my consent. My luring them to my dungeon then one by one they stepped into their own noose.

That’s right I lynched the fuckers as I recited their damnation and sent them to a darker place than hell.
First I cut into all of their nut sacks, and their screams were divine.

Next I took a nice bolt cutter and severed their dicks from their bodies. Finally I rammed a huge nightstick in each of their asses via a strap-on and fucked them to their last bleeding death.

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