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Medical fetish phone sex, the ultimate way to serve cock

Medical fetish phone sex still gives me the chills. I guess it will always send chills down my spine. I really hate when I am the next in line for this sort of thing. The memories I have of being examined, prodded, and probed by strangers haunt me more than most things.Medical fetish phone sex

But I will never make a stink about it. I know I have to be a good girl no matter how scared I am. I can’t disappoint my Master and I feel like if he really knew how I felt about speculums, the torture would ramp up like crazy. I don’t get the fetish, they are just so weird. When a speculum enters me its so cold, it just a different kind of humiliation for me.

I think the most intense Ass rape porn I made with my Master was for those medical freaks. I was strapped in a a medical chair and I had a speculum in every hole. When I felt my ass getting stretched out I was sure they were going to rip me.

The tearing of my flesh it something that haunts me constantly. They ripped me up so that they could sew me back together. All while I had another speculum keeping my throat open. Through out the whole procedure they were fucking my throat. I almost choked to death on cum, I wish I did.

 

Castration Phone Sex is The Best Fantasy for a Pervert

Deep within Morticia’s lair, the atmosphere was charged with raw sexual energy. Darion was already half-mad with anticipation, his cock standing erect, leaking with desire for Castration Phone Sex.

Castration phone sex is What Darion Will Receive

I’m Morticia, the Mistress of the Dark. Tonight I am dressed in a corset of leather, fishnet stockings, and a thong that barely covers my cunt. With my leather stiletto heels clanking on the Dungeon floor I approach my victim. My approach is like a predator stalking prey.

Castration Phone Sex

My victim has been bound with his wrists and ankles secured with thick leather cuffs to the cold, unforgiving stone wall. His legs are spread wide, exposing his most vulnerable parts. My fingers trail down his chest, circling his nipples before clamping them with vicious little devices. These clamps bite into his flesh, sending jolts of pain straight to his already throbbing erection.

My whip, the leather cracking through the air before landing with a sharp sting on his skin. Each lash placed with precision, the welts rising red and angry, crisscrossing his torso and thighs. This sends his cock twitching with each hit. Pausing now, I grip his shaft, pumping it slowly, my thumb rubbing over the head, smearing his precum down the length.

Dropping to my knees, I hake his balls in her hand and squeeze then. Then I start biting down gently, making him buck against his restraints. I then introduce a sharp shimmering scalpel that I playfully run it over his sack. Slowly his skin begins to trickle with blood, and a new wave of pain mixing with the pleasure ensues.

As my victim struggles and I laugh, a viscous evil laugh. Then I slide a thick rubber band over his balls, to the base of them. Now they are plump and more vulnerable than ever. Now it’s time, Loser. You have been a filthy fucking pervert and I will give you what you need.

 Snuff Sex is the Final Destination for Darion

Once I had cut his sack open and cut out his testicles, I was ready to torture Darion further. My fingers slick with lube, I begin to tease his ass, circling his entrance before slowly pushing in a thick, ribbed dildo. Finally the pure confusion from the pain and new pleasure. Now I watch his face contort with a mix of pleasure and discomfort as I thrust the toy in and out.

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Evil phone sex is packed endless superior brutality

Evil phone sex Evil phone sex allows me to appreciate the finer things in life. I love how many of you are out there. The freaks, predators, carnivores of sweet innocent flesh. Ya’ll know how to party. And when we play our sick twisted games the cumming never ends.  I love the thrill of fear, the adrenaline rush of inflicting pain, and the guttural screams that follow.

I think we should kidnap a nun or two, really hot nuns, I don’t want some old saggy titted bitch. They need to be as fresh as the morning dew. All that hope in their eyes will be snuffed out by yours truly. I want an audience of you sick fucks to cheer me on while I make my strap on bloody from their tight Godly holes. 

We will make sure that God can never forgive them. I am going to fuck them until they like it, break them down so they will cry out in joy “Fuck God!” I will convert them into worshiping cock and Satan and we can use them up until they become broken little fuck toys.

They will become our Torture sex slaves till the very end. Oh the best part! Satan will be proud of his subjects when we make these nun bitches love Sodomy. Just imagine how good it will feel when I slice their necks while your dick is pounding away at their assholes. 

 

Torture sex is the painful fucking of a tight unwilling hole

Torture sexTorture sex is a very big part of my life and there is no shame it. I grew up hating this fucking world and I do my best to cause destruction wherever I can. The power that comes with being a snuff whore is incredibly intoxicating. The dance of dominance and submission vary from person to person but with me it’s all about dominance that causes the most suffering.

The pain in my victims eyes is enough for me to cum but when there is a cock deep inside me as I am raping a tight little hole, I am on a different plane of existence. The highest level you can imagine. And I know that is why you came to me. You crave the same kind of power and violence as I do. I can help you make some hot Ass rape porn with a little teen bitch.

I like to groom little pregnant whores, desperate and unnecessary. You literally can do anything to them when you flash stacks of cash in their face. I will hold her down, while you plow her holes endlessly. I want to see blood on your cock, you understand? Let’s get wild baby!

 

When daddy murders he turns me on so much

Bloody phone sexBloody phone sex is an escape into madness That feels so fucking good! Warm sticky blood all over me has me cumming hard. I know it’s not mine, but the bitch laying on top of me. The bitch I helped my daddy fuck and cut! I found her at the homeless camp trying to stay warm! 

 He doesn’t always like so much mess, but everyone needs that bloody fuck once in a while. He thought of leaving her alive, but she is losing too much to stay alive! Oh well, daddy gets what he wants when he wants! And so what if he kills the little throwaway sluts sometimes?  

Bloody phone sex

I stay silent as daddy takes his kill. I bite my lip and try not to cum too fast. His little slut whore waits for him to finish so I can clean her up. When daddy kills, It makes me so hot! I clean her up and lick the blood off her body. I’m turned on by the sheer violence of his murder, making for the best Snuff sex!!! He smiles and strokes my head, telling me I’m a good girl.

I smile and nod, knowing that I’m his perfect little whore. We kiss so he can taste her blood out of my mouth too! We savor the taste of her blood and Daddy and I fuck on her dead body! Daddy cums from our sadistic and violent pleasure kill. We fall asleep in the puddle of her sticky sweet blood! 

Sex with dead bodies I created… six months ago.

Sex with Dead Bodies

As much as I like being the victim, I like making them too.

See, this graveyard from our last adventure? Has a lot of skeletons in it. Ones I created. And ones I use to fuck myself with. Because bones never really go limp.

Best time to harvest a bony dong is around 6 months dead. Perfectly cleaned off of any of the gooey stuff, but also hard enough still to with handle the abuse I’m about to give it. A femur is usually the best one.

The head of the bone usually makes a really good for clit stimulation. With how round the knob of it is, can just rub your shit like it’s gonna give you life. Gets me nice and wet so I don’t have to worry about going dry.

As I will always end up shoving a fuck toy up my crotch so I can give myself a boner.

See what I did there 😉

Head of the femur is probably equates to being fisted. It’s a big joint, but feels fucking amazing when you use it to give yourself a calcium shaft therapy session. And you can go for hours if you have enough lube with you.

Sex with dead bodies is always a pleasure for me to enjoy. Even when my dear lover ceased to exist many moons ago.

Bloody Phone Sex Christmas Time is Here

bloody phone sexRed is my favorite color, as in bloody phone sex red. And Christmas brings out violence in me. Always has because people act more like rude self-entitled assholes at this time of year. And this is the time of year that they should be much nicer. However, when I encounter a rude, self-entitled asshole, I take care of him or her. I show them some Christmas spirit.

I like to hunt for prey at Walmart. Personally, I would never shop there because of the people in the store. Might be a mass attack on a large crowd of assholes and bitches. But I decided that I can find such deserving victims there, especially close to Christmas. And I can restrain myself even if I want to kill every loser in the store.

And Last night I had too many candidates to choose from. But I found one. A young Karen type white bitch. I watched her snatch the last of some video game right out of a little boy’s hand. Then she had the audacity to yell at the mother who pointed out what she did was wrong. So young to be so self-entitled already. But she made the perfect victim on the 5th day of snuff sex Christmas.

More Folks Deserve to Die at Christmas Time

I followed her home. Of course, she lived in a trailer park. Now, I had to be careful. As much as I wanted her to scream, folks would hear her. So, I drugged her before I carved up her body. Normally, I would plan a kill better, but this bitch had to die. There are consequences to bad behavior. And she deserved everything I did to her. You could have fucked her before I mutilated her body. Hell, after I did it too.

I exsanguinated her with deep cuts all over her body. And I loved watching the crimson red blood flow out on her floor. It killed me to have her not suffer. But I could not risk getting caught. I mutilated her perky little tits, stabbed her cunt and carved cunt in her body. Eventually, I sliced an artery and watched her white rug turn a pretty red. Who has a white rug? Although it might not have been a very satisfying kill, at least the bitch died. Even if she deserved extreme torture sex, she won’t ruin anyone’s Christmas. One Grinch down, many more to go.

Cannibalism phone sex grants me access to yummy cock flesh

Cannibalism phone sex will take you where you need to be. Right in my mouth baby. I’ve been called many things – a deviant, a pervert, a siren of sin – but I prefer to think of myself as a connoisseur of carnal delights. My lair is a place where the forbidden becomes possible, where the line between pleasure and pain is blurred, and where the ultimate release can only be found in the darkest corners of the human imagination.Cannibalism phone sex

Let me paint a picture for you – you lay before me, your heart pounding in your chest as you gaze upon my sharp ass teeth, each one a reminder of the fate that awaits your cock. You’re sweating, trembling, but you can’t deny the thrill that courses through your veins as you submit to me, your dominatrix.

And then, with a wicked grin, I sink my teeth into your shaft. The pain is intense, but it’s quickly replaced by a wave of pleasure that courses through your entire being. Your mind reels as I tear through your skin, indulging your Snuff sex desires and leaving you gasping for more.

I can hear you now, begging for more, pleading for me to chomp on your cock flesh. And as I clean my teeth, savoring the taste of your release, I can’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. This is what I live for, blood pouring down my chin and fresh cock flesh in my teeth.

 

Sex with Dead Bodies that I created

 

Sex with Dead Bodies

Just got back from the graveyard. My ex was left there though. Gonna miss his dick…

Well, he had to be there. He’s dead. Buried him there with another dude, as the hole was already dug.

But that’s not what you wanna hear. You wanna know why. Why is he there? And what happened?

So we had a kink of going to graveyards and fucking. Kind of a role play that involved sex with dead bodies. Except this time, it was for real. As I wanted to penetrate him with my own blade this time.

Started out like any normal time. He was laying on top of a grave site, pretending to be “dead”. With the most massive of hard ons ever as well. Practically pitching a tent with his cock.

I “find” this as I’m walking through the graveyard to “visit my long lost love”. Only to find this perfect specimen that I really want to have inside of me. To which I do oblige. And proceed to fuck him while he lay there, motionless.

Up until I drove the knife into his chest. That’s about the time I got some fight out of him. Also the look of disbelief that I would actually fucking kill him.

Of course I would. Does he not know me?

After a few more stabs of my knife, he lay motionless again. But still hard as fuck. So I took the opportunity to really get my itch scratched. And rode him like a Shetland Pony into rigor.

I did fuck him a few more times before rolling his carcass into an open grave. Should be happy he was at least getting a burial in a graveyard anways…

Killer phone sex means her corpse is filled with cum

Killer phone sex is what I am here for, bloody, messy and bone chilling. If I don’t do it right my Master will punish me and if I am a really bad girl I might end up on the chopping block. So I never disobey him. It’s a dark, twisted world I inhabit, but it is what it is.

Killer phone sex

My Master believes he is an artist, he thinks he is better than any of them. The way he suffocates a whore, I guess I can see it. The way he sets it all up, the kind of camera he uses, everything is top notch. He most definitely is a perfectionist. This last girl he filmed, was a real pain. She wouldn’t take his orders and kept messing up the shots.

He ordered me to shove a dildo down her throat and tape up her mouth. She fought every step of the way. The bitch even got me in trouble for taking too long. As punishment he made me snuff her out. He knows how much I hate doing that, it really fucks with me. I made sure that plastic bag was super tight so her last breath was quick. He usually fucks them first but I guess he was generous. He knows I have developed a taste for Sex with dead bodies. I love their vacant eyes and still limbs. 

My Master watched with delight, his own arousal growing as he witnessed the scene before him. He urged me on, his commands got my pussy even wetter, I could feel the heat building within me, the familiar ache of release just beyond my grasp.

As I reached my climax, I let out a primal scream, my body shaking with pleasure. My Master followed suit, his own release a testament to the power of our twisted union. As we lay there, spent and exhausted, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. My life as a snuff whore may be dark, but it’s never dull. It’s a life filled with sex and death, but it’s one that I wouldn’t trade for anything. After all, there’s no greater thrill than giving your Master exactly what he demands, even if it means filling a corpse with cum.