It started off as bondage phone sex. I met him on Tinder and we just had phone sex for weeks. He said he was married. I have phone sex for a living, so having phone sex with him was not a problem. Last night his wife decided to go on an overnight with her sister, so he invited me over. I knew it was risky. His wife could come home anytime unexpectedly. Or, he could be the modern day Ted Bundy. I like risk, however. It is what makes me a great kinky fetish slut. He had a room for bondage. His bed was even designed for a slave complete with sleeping quarters in a cage underneath. This man was a serious lifestyle master. My cunt got wet thinking of how risky this was for me. Until now, we had never met. Anything he told me, was likely a lie because I saw no family pictures anywhere when I entered his place. Plus, if his wife was a lifestyle sub, why did he need her to be gone to bring me over. Despite the glaring red flags, I walked into the trap willingly. Once I was tied to his kinky bed, it was obvious snuff porn was on his mind with me as the star. He whipped my back so hard, I bled. He carved whore across my boobs with a pocket knife. He burned my body with a fat stogie. He pissed into my burn wounds and the cuts on my flesh. He sodomized my ass for hours. First with his cock, then with his fist. My ass prolapsed. I knew I should scream for help or beg for mercy but I couldn’t. I didn’t want to. Honestly, I was enjoying the pain and torture. What the fuck is wrong with me? Nothing. I am just a submissive taboo phone sex slut who loves to be abused.
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Bondage Phone Sex Gone Deadly
Little slut deserved to die
My boyfriend and I pick up worthless sluts, and we begin to use them. We were drinking it up in a bar a couple of cities away when we spotted a hot blonde who was being extra flirty with my guy. If this bitch wanted my man, she was going to get him. I gave him a look, and things escalated very quickly.
I exited the stage, left and made my way to the sleazy motel we reserved for this night of excitement. I waited, and soon enough they came right in. He was rubbing her slutty body while I grew a bit jealous but I knew we were in this together.
The blonde whore had all her clothes off in two seconds. Jake ended up tying her up and made it look like they were going to have some kinky fun. This slut had no idea she was going to have some snuff sex with the both of us. He blindfolded her, and I came out. I slapped her and beat her and left in a bed of blood. I pulled out m razor blade dildo and went in on the slut. My boyfriend didn’t even want to touch her. Good boy, he knows the rules. After I made that rape fantasy actuality I was wet as can be.
I then gutted the hell out of her and left her there dismembered. The next day we mutilated her and threw her into the river on the opposite end of the city. The whole experience leaves me dripping wet. I rub my pussy thinking about how I fucked her to death. Little slut deserved to die.
Castration Phone Sex Therapy
Castration phone sex keeps me busy. I am amazed at how many men want their junk removed-on and off the phone. Daily, I chop off some loser’s nuts on the phone. I used to have a profile on the dark net. I would take testicles and specialize in CBT encounters for pay. I took it down last year because I was getting too many crazy men who took pleasure in giving me the runaround or would puss out when I pulled out my knife. I still have some old CBT clients. Tim has been coming to me weekly for years for CBT play. I go rough on his cock and balls too. I use whips and paddles, along with my leather boots. I have busted a nut before kicking the shit out of his worthless balls. He texted me for a session this week. He wanted something different. This time, he wanted me to castrate him. Took him 5 years to realize he doesn’t deserve sexual pleasure. His wife cuckolds him too. He is just a sad sack born with a tiny dick. I have been waiting for the day that he would ask this question. He came over Wednesday night. He was sober when he arrived, but he didn’t stay that way for long. For castration to work best, the subject should be altered. I don’t have medical supplies and painkillers. I do have Jack Daniels. He did 5 shots quickly, then I strapped him down in my execution chair I converted for castration therapy. Taking a man’s balls is therapeutic for everyone. I blindfolded him because he is a big old pussy. I stretched his cock out on the castration bar, pulled his tiny balls thru the hole and snip snip. Just like that, they were gone. I cauterized the wound, so he wouldn’t bleed out. He wanted to keep his balls like a young boy wants to keep his tonsils. I put them in a jar of formaldehyde as a parting gift. He limped home with his balls a gift to his wife. I don’t ask questions. I chop balls, take the money and send them home. Who is next?
He had to go
I hate a rude ass mansplaining man, seriously, who the fuck did he think he was? How dare he try to tell me how to kill a whore like he was some kind of expert! He had never actually killed anyone ever! Just because he was a man, he suddenly knew more than me? Pssshht fuck that, I decided he needed a little lesson on how it is really done! I took him back to my place, he was sure that he had me enthralled by all his knowledge, he thought he would be getting some of this pussy… but he was very wrong. I drugged his drink and when he woke up, he was naked and securely tied down. He started crying right away, begging for me to release him, he knew what was coming and he didn’t like it one little bit. Too bad for him tho, I cut him into little pieces nice and slow, I made the torture last for hours before I finally killed him. In the end he realized that I knew more about killing than he ever would!
Strangulation phone sex
I was at my friends house and I was black out drunk. I was laying in my friends bed as we chatted and joked around. Next thing I know she disappears to go find the bathroom. I closed my eyes for maybe a second and then heard the door open and lock. I could not pick my head up to see if it was her.
I felt a tough hand go over my neck and start to squeeze. I was gasping for air, as my jeans were forced down my legs. I had no strength to keep my legs closed. He was able to slide right inside my wet pussy. He started fucking me harder and harder as his grip squeezed harder around my neck. I felt like my eyes could pop out of my skull.
I felt his cock digging deeper and harder into me. I hope if I pass out due to lack of air, that I am not too sore.
Uncles slave pet
My uncle has been such a pervert. Lately, he has tried to mess with all my cousins, none of us want his cock. He doesn’t like girls who are strong at all. If you put him in his place he won’t mess with you, I am timid and shy sometimes, and when I have a guy with so much power just right over me, I always give in. I’m not good at standing my ground that’s why I’m the ultimate victim. I have always been this way and to be quite honest I like being taken advantage of, I’m just submissive by nature and enjoy getting fucked hard. When my uncle Bruce wanted torture sex after a couple of my cousins ended up pegging him he moved on real quick. Uncle Bruce doesn’t enjoy accomplices or dominants sluts. Uncle Bruce doesn’t share power at all. My aunt Lil is a great CEO, and she married him, and she wears the pants in that relationship,
I think he likes to rebel against all his insecurities by taken advantage of young sluts. Its the only way he has power. I was hanging out over there; everyone ended up leaving, so it was just him and I. He got very aggressive with me and started to tell me how he was going to make my pussy feel right, after, he makes it feel wrong. He wanted to show me something in the master room. I followed him to the bedroom. Uncle Bruce then pushed me to the bed and spread my legs apart. Uncle Bruce then began to eat me out so fucking good till I came all over Uncle Bruce tied me up in a split second, a started to fuck me for hours on end. He liked that he had all the power. After uncle Bruce got all the pleasure desired, Uncle Bruce wasn’t done with me just yet; one more thing was left to do. I had to play with my pussy right in front of him while he filmed the whole thing.
Uncle Bruce made me memorize a script, just in case I tried smartening up and telling on him.
Bruce wanted to make it seem like I was seducing him, Silly uncle Bruce he doesn’t have to worry about a thing.
I would never say to a soul, I loved being his fuck slut slave, and his secret is safe.
payback
I use to stay at my aunt’s house after school sometimes. My aunt Lilian had a lovely home with excellent amenities, and I liked being there. I thought her new husband was cool until I saw him being a pervert checking me out a couple of times. I grew with anger and was upset that he would make me feel uncomfortable in my haven. I don’t take shit from no one, and I was seeing he was becoming even more resilient towards me. He would watch porn while I was there with the sound blasting. I smarten up real quick one day when he forced himself on me. I got angry and blackmailed him and let him know who was in charge. I told him if he ever thought of putting his hands on me I would fuck him up to the max. So you can imagine how I went off on him when I saw he was taking pictures of me naked in the shower. I came up with a payback plan. I ended up bringing a strap on I had bought and decided since he loved ass rape porn so much he would be getting a taste of his own medicine. I lured him in and made him think he was getting me so turned on. When he least expected it I had power and control. He was frozen in fear, I started fucking his ass, and I loved how much he fought. I let him know I would expose him to my family and friends and let him know what a pervert he really is. I was enjoying seeing him suffer like a little bitch. After I fucked him He never messed with me again. He realized I wasn’t the one to play with. Ever since then I have learned how to stick up for myself. 
Castration Fascination
I’ve been totally turned on by the idea of severing a set of testicles off of a man’s body as long as I can remember. When I would go visit my grandparents on their farm, I would beg Grandpa to let me do the honors when it came time to use the emasculator on the new heard. I would often think about how grand it would be to slap a pair of those around a set of big thick hairy balls attached to a pathetic worm boy. I finally got my chance today to really live out my dark thrill. I was back visiting my grandma and grandpa when I noticed the new farm hand really getting into me handling the castration of a retired stud. I looked up and noticed his cock was so hard it was probably chaffing the head, the imprint fully visible through his wranglers. I made a motion to the feed room and he followed. I ordered him to drop his jeans and let me see his ball sack. He did so, sweat dripping down his temples- looking down at my young skinny body in just a small black sundress. I clicked the tool and the thick rubber band wound rightly around his testicles. He went to yelp like a bitch but I slapped him back into his senses. I reached into my bag and grabbed my favorite knife, slicing through the thin stretched skin and taking his set right off. I threw them into a jar on the counter to save for later when I got hungry, some fried human-sourced rocky mountain oysters will be so tasty later.
Bondage phone sex
I was sleeping in my bed next to some guy I had a one night stand with. I awoke to him on top of me and three of his friends around me. They all held me down and tied up my body. I could not break free. They put a ball gag in my mouth, my spit was running down my neck to my tits. My wrist were tied above my head and shortly after they got attached to my ankles. I was on the floor looking up at them and their sharp knifes.
I could tell they were going to make my flesh into shreds. They took turns shoving their cocks into my ass and pussy, forcing my holes apart. Their blades grazed against my soft flesh as they began to make multiple stabs into me. I was crying and choking on my spit as they played in my blood.
Snuff Movies on Sunday Snuffday
Snuff movies are hot to watch, fun to make. Its snuff Sunday. I always find a young plaything to slaughter on Sundays. Most folks watch football on Sundays. I could care less about football, especially Tom Brady. Once a cheater always a cheater, right? It might surprise you to know that I go to church. No, I am not religious. Fuck church. I go to spot out the talent, look for victims. There was this new guy in the pews today. He had tender age lover written all over him. I could use an accomplice, I thought to myself as I decided how to approach him. I mean it would be mutually beneficial. He could fuck a bald cunnie, ruin a tender ass and I could make a snuff film with her when he finished fucking her. He ate up the idea of killing a tender age beauty with me. He picked out the perfect victim for us; the one that made his cock the stiffest.
We took her to my cabin in the woods also known as my kill shack. I watched as he force fucked her holes raw. She was bloody and ruined, but it didn’t matter. She wasn’t leaving alive. I wanted to have some fun with her before we did her in too. Since I was the director of our snuff video, I directed him to fuck her other holes. At first, he didn’t think she had other holes than her cunnie, ass and mouth. He was happy to fuck her urethra. Boy did she scream like a banshee when her tiniest hole was fucked. She cried when he fucked her nose and ears too. While he was fucking her eyes, he popped out one of her eyeballs. It was hot and gross! She was blinded by cock. I got it all on film too. That was the beginning of her end. Once her eyeballs were hanging out, she went into shock and died. He kept fucking her though. Little girls are like baby rabbits, so very fragile.













