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Strangulation Phone Sex and Torture for Pervert Stepdaddies

strangulation phone sexDo you like strangulation phone sex?  I sure do. The first person I ever strangled was my stepfather.  He crawled into my bed one night and thought he could molest me. He had no idea what a sick bitch I already was. I did not kill him that first night though. I squeezed his throat hard and kneed him in the groin to get him off me, then screamed bloody murder until my mother came into the room. She believed me because she found him in my room with his pants down. Hard to explain that. She kicked the bastard to the curb. I left marks on his neck from trying to choke him out. I have not seen that poor bastard in over 20 years, but guess what? He walked into my Goth bar and sat next to me. He had no clue who I was either. I slipped a roofie in his beer when he was not looking. When it kicked in, I took him to my car and drove him to my cabin in the woods. I was finally going to get my revenge. I planned on strangling him because it was long overdue. But torture sex first. If you have a dick but do not know how to use it for good, I am going to take it away from you. When my dear old ex stepdaddy woke up, I twisted a scalpel down his urethra, making him scream in agonizing pain. I attached a shock device to his balls too sending painful electrodes through his body with every movement. I was not done yet.  I have lots of torture devices I inherited form my grandpa. He was a collector of the macabre. I have this Victorian torture device called a Jugum Penis. It looks like a bear trap.  It is old and rusty too, but once the trap snaps closed it’s like having your junk in a mouse trap with teeth. While he screamed and cried in pain, I straddled his chest and strangled him to death yelling at him, “Remember me now, pervert?” He should have died when I was a schoolgirl. But he is my snuff porn star now. And like I said, better late than never.

Domination Phone Sex Brutalizes My Fuck Holes Every time

domination phone sexSome days, I need domination phone sex more than others. At least that is what my stepson tells me. It is no secret we have an acrimonious relationship. For the most part, I do as I am told by him because he has been blackmailing me for a decade now. My husband thinks I have patched up my relationship with his son from his first marriage. We just do a better job of hiding our mutual hate for each other.My stepson summoned me in the middle of the night to his place. I had taken my pot gummy and I was out cold. I never heard the text. I woke up this morning to 32 missed texts from him and 5 missed calls. I knew I was in trouble, but what could I do? I never responded back because I assumed that ship had sailed. I should have known better. He was not going to let such an infraction go by. He showed up at my house once he knew his brothers were at school and his dad was at work. He brought a small army of men for an impromptu gangbang rape porn. He was going to punish me for ignoring him last night. He needed money and I slept through it. I got sassy and that got me slapped and punched in the gut so hard that I fell to my knees. I hate him so much. Such an angry guy. He blames me for his money issues so he makes me his cash cow. He filmed his buddies brutalizing my fuck holes. At one point, I had three cocks in my asshole at once, and a bunch of hands groping and choking me. My evil stepson had his cock out stroking and filming his friends brutalizing my fuck holes. These guys were high on meth. Meth makes men brutal, more brutal than anything. I am still trying to recover from the ass rape porn I made before I even made a pot of coffee. My asshole is so sore, I am sitting on a bag of frozen peas this morning. It is going to be a long day.

I inflate a Lolita and watch Snuff movies to squirt to

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I inflate a Lolita and watch Snuff movies to squirt to. I played hardcore snuff films in front of that stupid whore, and I plugged in a balloon inflator while she watched and cried in horror. I bent her over and tied her wrists as I inserted that balloon inflator into her asshole. Screams and shrieks loudly boomed from my old school TV, that tiny lolita sobbed while her asshole got violated by me. I took the handle, and I pushed it, hard. She gasped and screamed by the pain mixed with pleasure. I watched in amazement while I saw her stomach inflate with the helium from my balloon inflator. I kept going and going, her limbs were getting puffy. And what happened to make it even more amazing than my favorite Rape phone sex fantasies, was when her tiny body reached its limit and fucking popped through her thin layers of skin. Blood, guts, muscle, fat, and intestines went flying everywhere! It got all over my naked body, and my wet fuckhole was fucking throbbing from seeing a little lolita’s get puffy and inflate like a damn balloon right in front of me before popping and her organs flying everywhere around and on me. Her spinal cord was tangling off my TV as well as pieces of muscle and lots of blood! Let’s just say I couldn’t stop squirting everywhere before having to clean up that huge gorey mess. 😉

Accomplice Phone Sex Partner Helps You Fuck and Kill Lolita Sluts

accomplice phone sexI love being the accomplice phone sex partner, especially if you want to fuck and or kill a little slut! I saw a little girl yesterday who would be perfect for us to play with. Let me tell you about her. She is blonde with big blue Bambi eyes. Not very tall, but she has a killer body for her age. Barely B tits. Hips developing. Lean legs with a sizeable thigh gap. She has some sass in her walk. This girl is a teen cream queen. No doubt she thrives on making men cream their jeans. Total cock tease. I saw her in action at the mall. She would go from guy to guy working her Lolita charms to get men to do things for her and buy things for her. She honestly thinks her shit does not stink. She is too young for that kind of attitude yet. She has not paid her dues. But she is not too young to be your ass rape porn star. I followed her up and down the mall discreetly. She never paid me any attention because she was all about the men. They were all she cared about. This is your future ex-wife who marries you just to take you to the cleaners. I think she needs put out of your misery now. I have a plan too. Girls like that are motivated by money and attention. I can tell her I am a modeling scout, and can make her famous, but I need some test shots first. It is so easy for me to lure young girls away from a safe environment and lead them straight to danger. It is what makes me the best accomplice ever. You will be waiting for me to arrive with the cock tease so you can explore your rape phone sex fantasies for Lolita sluts. I will kill her after you have had your fun with her. What do you think? Sound like perfect date to you? I am already hot and bothered just thinking about it.

Necrophilia phone sex: Do you dare?

Necrophilia phone sexNot everyone craves the warm embrace of a loved one or stranger’s body embraced to them, some crave Necrophilia phone sex. Not every man has the capacity to control in their life to where they really want those they have sex with coming or going as they please. As Dahmer said “The only motive that there ever was was to completely control a person; a person I found physically attractive. And keep them with me as long as possible, even if it meant just keeping part of them.” After all, for some the heartbreak of losing an attractive individual is far substantial to comprehend. 

I can only imagine the type of love behind killing and dismembering a loved one for your own necrophilia phone sex fun. I would love to be taken apart. Strangled till I am no longer alive and blood stops pumping through my heart making my whore pussy wet. I assure you this is the ultimate form of love. You will no longer have to worry about sharing me or about me leaving. You can fuck my dead body as many times as you want. Perhaps even remove my head to give me a good skull fuck. Likewise, dismember my arm so that you can turn my hand into your own personal pocket pussy. I can be your perfect dead little fuck toy. Never servicing anyone else but you again. 

 

 

 

Snuff Phone Sex is Therapeutic for Us Both

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex is on the rise. I look at this as therapeutic for us both. We can fantasize about killing anyone. I am a stone cold killer who never has remorse, but if I had my druthers, I would be murdering stupid cunts all day long. I would be removing the manhood of men too all damn day. I stay undetected because I kill less than I want. This kind of snuff line helps me too with my murderous impulses. If you went to a regular therapist for your wicked fantasies, that therapist might commit you to some insane asylum or report you to the police as a harm to yourself or others. Not me. I think your snuff sex fantasies are normal and healthy. I will help you explore them. I will help you act on your murderous rage too because I share that rage. Not a day goes by that I do not want to kill someone, many someones. I like to think we can help each other out. Maybe even trade murders to stay undetected. I swapped kills with this chick just last week. She came to me with a man problem. I had one too. The problem was we were both too close to our intended victims to not come under suspicion for their disappearances. Now, when I kill, I leave no trace. No body, no proof of a crime. But I do not like being under the radar at all, so I do not kill where I piss and shit. This chick has an abusive ex-boyfriend who pays no mind to his restraining order. I have a stalker who will not take no for an answer. I made her a deal. She kills my problem while I have an air tight alibi, and I do the same for her. I kill for any reason. The truth is, I like killer phone sex. Who can I kill for you?

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies Should Be Explored

killer phone sexDo you have killer phone sex fantasies? I know I do. I grew up too late for the golden age of the hitch hiker. I think it would have been hot to hike across the US trading my fuck holes for grass. My luck, however, I would have gotten into a car with Ted Bundy and ended up murdered, be-headed and buried in a state forest somewhere in Washington state. I think, however, my fascination with the serial killers of the 70s and 80s, made me have these killer fantasies. The thought of being violently attacked while hitchhiking has always made my cunt wet. I know. I am a sick bitch. My fantasies run dark. Sometimes, lovers will engage a dark fantasy with me, but most times I am too dark even for violent snuff porn dudes. I do not know if it is all the coke I do, or just my nature to be violent and crave violence. It does not matter why I am so dark and twisted. It only matters that we get off to my twisted fantasies. I had a caller last night who indulged me in a hitchhiking / murder fantasy. He picked me up hitchhiking along a country road. I thought he looked nice and wrongly assumed that he was safe. We got high in the car, then he snapped. Hit me so hard I passed out. I woke up bound and gagged in a cabin in the woods. The guy I thought was a nice man, had a bunch of men in the cabin and they all had rape phone sex fantasies for the stupid hitchhiking whore. I had a killer headache from the blow to the head. I was dizzy and out of it, but they did not care. I was not going to live. They were fucking me before they killed me. I was pretty much passed out when they started dismembering me. They fed my remains to the coyotes. It was a dark fantasy, but one that drenched my pussy.

Ass Rape Porn

ass rape pornAss rape porn is something I am no stranger to. Now, my submissive slave days are mostly behind me as I get used to my new role as an accomplice, but I still crave a little pain from dominant men. I decided to go to this themed BDSM club. I guess every Friday night is sort of a cosplay night at the club. This Friday night was an 80s themed party. I was born in the late 80s. I do not remember a thing about the 80s. I dressed as an Aerobics instructor like Jamie Lee Curtis in Perfect. I do have the stacked body she did in that movie just with bigger tits. I wore that outfit to show off my sexy body. My body is what some call stacked and slim. In a BDSM club, a woman wants to flaunt her assets. I was feeling naughty and like I needed a strong man to put me in my place. I met Darren. He was older, handsome and tall as fuck. Well over 6 foot. That likely meant he had a huge cock too. I was not at all sorry when he picked me for a private room. He looked like a snuff porn director who used to fuck the shit out of me when I was a barely legal girl. I just hoped this guy had a cock as nice as he did. And, he had an even nicer cock, but that nice cock was not nice to my fuck holes. He forced his big dick in my ass as I was bent over a big rubber ball. He slammed it in repeatedly until my ass felt like it was bleeding. He choked me while sodomizing my back door brutally. I did not walk out of the club like I walked in. I was limping and hobbling when I left. Felt good to be used like that again. Not every man can get away with his rape phone sex fantasies with me. Only real men with huge cocks get to treat me like a fuck doll. Is that you?

Torture phone sex: Begging to for your abuse

Torture phone sexTorture phone sex: Maybe it was the years of abuse I grew up with as a younging. Maybe I am just rotten like a banana that has been sitting on your counter for too many weeks. Whatever the reason since I can remember I have had an insatiable hunger to be abused. The feeling of intense pain is orgasmic. The feeling of blades cutting my skin pleases me in ways I have never been able to satisfy any other way. Sometimes I am able to find abuse by me putting myself into tricky situations. Sometimes I beg for it. 

Walking home is always risky for hot young girls like me. Of course, this is a risk that I am willing to take on myself. Sticking my thumb out I am always sure to catch a ride, whether it is a horny old man or someone with mischievous intentions I never cared. Today was a guy who was not much older than I was. His mind, he explained to me, raced with intrusive thoughts from time to time on the amount of pain the human body could experience without passing out. 

Embarrassed, he expressed that it must be a scary concept to be stuck with a sicko like him. However, little did he know, I was perfectlysnuff porn comfortable with his meddlesome imagination. In fact, I craved it. I began to beg him to abuse me, to test out his theory. I assured him that the human body was stronger than he could even imagine. I told him about how I loved pain and how it made me feel. I offered to take him to my place, to my dungenesk basement where he could have his way with me as so many had. 

After much convincing he did take me home, completely forgetting where he had been driving to before he stopped to pick up a cute little hitchhiker. He learned the limits of the human body, asking if this was something he could explore further on a different day. Of course, I was game. Bloody and bruised I came so many times it was a sensation I was never willing to give up. The perfect masochistic princess, dying to be punished by men just like him. 

Gangbang Rape Porn Home Theater

Gangbang rape porn

My most prized pieces of pornography are my old 32mm reels of homemade gangbang rape porn.  I’ll never sell them to anyone for any amount of money, they’re priceless to me.  If you want to see them, you’ll have to come by my place and watch them with me, otherwise you can fuck off.  These things are gash slashing gold, there’s nothing like them out on the internet today, except for maybe the black market on the dark web.  My classic, torture and blood filled fuck flicks are one of a kind and I’ll never get rid of them no matter what.

If you just want to see some butt slut get slapped around by a bunch of assholes or jack off to a fine little fuck pig getting pummeled by a pack of fat guys with huge cocks then I’ll just direct you to any number of the free hardcore porn sites.  You can see a pussy vessel do just about anything you want without paying a penny on the web, you don’t need, and probably can’t handle, my harrowing fuck flicks.  These kidnapped bitches aren’t acting and neither are the men that are fucking the life out of them.

Unscripted screaming, impromptu multiple penetrations, flayed flesh on the fly and gallons and gallons of blood.  If that’s what you want to beat your meat to then we’ll set up a time for you to swing by and check out my shit.  I’ve been wanting to get my projector out anyway, we can make a night of it.  Just a warning; some of these sluts aren’t alive at the end of the flick.  Hell some of them bleed out halfway through it and you get to see a bunch of guys have sex with dead bodies for a while then fill those fuckable corpses full of cum.  Don’t ask me if you can “just buy one” when we’re done, I’m not selling you a goddamned thing except a ghoulishly good time.  Sound agreeable to you?  Just remember to bring cash, I don’t operate a free porn theater, friend-o.  And I hope you aren’t expecting any popcorn, this isn’t that kind of show.