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Asphyxiation; Strangulation Phone Sex

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All I could think about was how fucking hot this new bartender at the club is. I’ve had more than my usual share of drinks just to flirt with Anthony. My Master has been a little distant and busy with his professional career, so I decided to come out with my girl friends and enjoy some drinks and clubbing. I got caught up at the bar and Anthony offered me a ride home. I jumped on that but maybe a little to easily.

While I was conversing with my friends I noticed him talking rather engrossed with a small group of guys with glances towards me and smiles with an exchange of information and were they paying him for something? The club was closed and just a handful of us still around. Well my girls went on their way and wished me luck!

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Anthony and I went out to his car and he asked if i would mind stopping off at a party for a few. Well, I was completely blitzed and game for anything. We pulled into a parking lot with a large warehouse unit of lofts. The very guys that were at the club greeted us at the entrance. I appeared to be the only female there and about 10 guys were there total. Next thing I know I am being led into a dark room and I felt my wrists being bound and guided to a massage type table with an opening for the the face in a head rest and was helped onto my stomach.

Next thing I know I’m stripped and I feel guys taking turns penetrating my ass and my pussy. I feel numb and restrained, it appears I have been drugged and am being used as a fuck doll. One guy came around front while another was pounding me from behind and took my silk scarf and used it to choke me. I was gasping as my mouth was being fucked. I started passing out and that’s all I remember.

Barely making it I awoke to an empty warehouse and bruising all over my body. My neck and throat really hurt when I realized I had survived an attempted strangulation. The guy had left me for dead, or so they figured. I could barely breath or talk my larynx had been fractured during the strangulation attempts.

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Strangulation Phone Sex with Cassandra: My First Victim

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I have a few masters, but one who is far from a benevolent master. In fact he is quite sadistic. He takes great pride in hurting me so badly that I come close to death. Today’s session was no different, except for the fact that we were not alone. He had another slave with him. A thin, young looking girl. She looked a bit strung out on drugs. Master said today I become an accomplice or die. I questioned what he meant and he smacked my face so hard I bit my lip. He then started to choke the life out of me. But, he stopped. Ordered me to strangle his victim. He said she was a worthless drug addicted disease ridden whore and the world would not miss her. I didn’t want to hurt her. She looked at my with glazed eyes like she was clueless about what was going on. Master probably gave her some good junk.

I started to protest, to resist. I am the victim, the slave. I don’t hurt and kill others, especially not some random girl. But Master got out a big coarse rope and said he would hang me from ceiling fan if I did not strangle the cunt. I thought he was kidding, that this was a joke. I ran upstairs to the bathroom to hide. But this made him angry. He ran after me, dragging the girl by the hair behind him. He kicked open the door and punched me hard in the face. Blood started gushing out my nose. He threw the girl in the tub, grabbed me by the throat and said “Strangle the cunt or I strangle you both.” He was serious.

strangulation phone sex accomplice snuffMy hands were trembling. I kept saying “I’m sorry,” over and over and over again as I put my hands on her throat. I closed my eyes and squeezed her throat as hard as I could with both hands. I could hear Master jacking off. He is so sick. She was thrashing about and scratching my hands. But, I was stronger, bigger and she could not really resist me. Didn’t take long. I felt her body go limp and I opened my eyes. Horrified at what I had done. I fell backwards; in shock at what I saw. Her throat  was purple, her eyes bulging, blood dripping at the corner of her mouth. She looked like a bruised rag doll; limp and purple. I started to cry, then master shoved his cock in my mouth to shut me up. He shot a load in seconds. Turns out it is an aphrodisiac for him to force me to be his accomplice.

Master says he is gonna make me kill again. He says I will grow to love it. I won’t know by what method or when, or who but he likes forcing me to do his dirty work.  My life is never going to be the same.

Caught in the Act

They say that the eyes are the window into the soul, but what if the eyes are completely black? I didn’t mean to make my daddy so angry, I really didn’t. It all happened so fast, first he was yelling and then I was yelling and the next thing i know his hands were wrapped around my throat and they were squeezing…hard. All I could see were my daddy’s eyes.  They were as black as midnight. He had caught me touching myself with a belt wrapped around my neck. As scarred as my daddy was making me, all I could think about was the way his fingers were working inside my dripping pussy. The combination of his rough fingers and his tight grip on my throat made me feel like I would explode at any moment! I was so scared, my daddy was squeezing my neck so hard I couldn’t breathe and then all at once stars exploded in my eyes and it was over. My daddy looked angry still, but he looked more disgusted than anything…he left my room without saying a thing.

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I’M INto CHoking your life And RaidinG your pEace of mind

Wanna know what gets me wet? Seeing the fingerprint imprints my hands make as I’m squeezing the breath out of your slimy throat. I like watching the abrasive red splotches darken to deep purple bruises as a result of my handiwork. It takes serious skill to stop the convulsing long enough to get a good knee kick into the underside of a fucking guy’s chin. An elbow across the forehead will split apart the skin . . . and as the blood is pouring out of the slash in his head, I’m doing an uppercut with my fist connecting all the pieces. It brings a smile to my face every time I see it. Maybe someday I’ll be a good little girl and pray before dinner, but for now, if you’re gonna fuck with me, be prepared to fear it…

STay awAy and don’t come Back

She said she wanted to be my friend. Everywhere I went, the stupid, worthless cunt followed like a poor little puppy dog lost in the world like a maze. When I ditched school for a few days to get high and fuck some dick, floundering in debauchery and soaking up the sin like the Absinthe running through my veins, she sent me some crybaby texts about missing me. How’d the stupid slut get my phone number? I show my true colors–quiet, sinister, seductively deadly–by acting like an lethal monster to everyone I come across. I don’t fucking want them to know me. I don’t want them to fucking like me. I don’t want them to fucking TEXT me. The peckerhead was getting involved where she was not wanted. Almost ruined one of my illicit deals by running her stupid goddamn trap where it did not belong. The wrong place at the wrong time? I don’t believe it. She’d been following me. I found the asswipe whore after school, pushed her against the wall and told her straight-up to FUCK OFF or she’d be in for it. Did she want her little pussy sliced apart and baked into a nutsack pie? I poked her with my sharp nails and scratched them slowly across her skin, prickling the senses and leading her attention astray. “I will fuck you up,” I whispered down to her. “Don’t mess with me.” But the next day, she still hadn’t learned her lesson. I saw her leaving the principal’s office with a guilty look on her face. FEAR. She was scared shitless when she saw me watching her. That’s when I knew what I had to do. I waited to get her alone, and jumped her. I wrapped a nylon cord around her throat and choked the bitch until her skin was completely indented with my malicious intent. I pulled it taut and watched her struggling cease. At first she batted at my hands and groaned, kicking, trying to escape. Screams filtered from the corner of her mouth. She managed to hit me in the side of the head. I smacked her against the wall and tightened the cord further. It wasn’t until I’d heard that distinctive SNAP! that I stopped tugging and tied the knot on the noose. Precious. I tied it up to the hook on the ceiling and walked away, brushing my hands on my sullied jeans as I left. She’s gonna look fucking great there, hanging like the shitscared baby ass motherfucker she is. In the meantime while I wait for them to discover her depressing suicide . . . I deserve a cocksucking serial number for all the sluts I’ve killed.

The Killer Clown

 

torture phonesex killerclown1The Clown, a character created to bring laughter and happiness to young and old. However being the dark twisted and sadistic bitch that I am, my heroes are different then most people’s and I love a clown of a darker evil nature. In fact not only do I love him, but I admire him and strive to emulate him He is my all time favorite, The Killer Clown, Mr Gacy himself. The greatest serial killer of all time because of his M.O.! Tomorrow, May 10, is the anniversary of the day he was executed in 1994. I have the perfect day planned to show him some love, wicked and twisted style. I will dress as a clown just like him and go find me a little brat to torture and kill the same way he did, suffocation or asphyxiation with a tourniquet. I will likely stab the little fucker to in honor of his first victim, This is going to be so much fun! I hope he is watching from the great beyond. torture phonesex killer clown2

Choke-Her Chain

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I have always wanted a pet dog but never wanted to have to clean up behind one or take care of it. So when I decided that it was one of my slaves turn to leave the fold, I decided to have some fun with it. I bought a doggie tail butt plug, a choker collar and a leash. After stripping her naked and making her get on all fours I stuffed the butt plug up her ass, put the choker collar on her and attached the leash. I made her do all the things a dog does, from barking to doing the normal dog tricks, sit, stay, roll over , shake. I took her for a walk and made her shit and piss outside on the lawn in front of the house. To add to her humiliation I made her smell her own shit. When she started gagging and puking it really pissed me off and I began yanking on the leash, choking her with the collar. Each time she gagged and spit up it made me madder and I pulled harder. Her face began to turn red, her lips were becoming blue. I knew I was strangling her with the collar and it began to turn me the fuck on. I kept going pulling the collar harder, holding the pressure longer, over and over again. I could feel my climax building as I watched her being strangled at my hand. The closer I got to climaxing the more intense the yanks became and the longer I cut off her ability to breath. Finally she fell limp and I yanked and held the pressure as my cunt exploded in an intense orgasm. Death by strangulation is something I have done many times but never like this and I loved the new thrill!torture phonesex choker

Strangulation phone sex with Indigo

Strangulation phone sex

Strangulation phone sex may seem a little rough to those of you without passion in this world, but I for one feel it is a necessary part of my life. I have this burning desire to consume you, and I know you feel the same way about me. When we have that tasty little morsel all taken care of and you’ve had your fun, all I can focus on is getting you naked and on your back. I love the feeling of riding that cock of yours while my hands are wrapped tightly around your neck. I think we have perfected the art of breath play, so we should start selling tickets to our hot and steamy adventures. I’m sure there are others who can appreciate watching me strangle you while I fuck your brains out.

The movements you make, and the sounds that come from you are intoxicating to me. I love to watch your face turn all those beautiful shades of red, then blue. I know you are really having a good time when that purple hue shows up around your lips, oh my, it’s as though its directly attached to your cock. I don’t know how you do it, but you seem to get harder the more I strangle you! I can see in your eyes the moment you cum and release my grip that you just had an intense orgasm. I always want to ask you how it feels, but I always seem to lay on top of you and fall asleep. For those weak ass punks who think they can satisfy me, do you think you can handle strangulation phone sex? If so, then bring it on!

Paper or Plastic

torture phonesex karmaThe ad was short and to the point: “Man that loves living on the edge I have extreme, and sometimes dangerous, always kinky fetishes, looking for female with the same”
It definitely peeked my interest. I read it several times and the possibilities seemed endless. I was way more then interested. I knew I would call. I just hoped I wouldn’t be disappointed because my definition of the words “extreme and dangerous” were definitely far different from the average persons.
I called and we agreed to meet. He wanted to meet at a hotel for the first time. I knew this would not be satisfying for me. My idea of a wicked and twisted good time could not be had at a hotel without someone calling the law.
But I was determined to meet the requirements of his ad, based on my standards of course. One way or another he would put up or shut up. And you can bet I would be the one to be shutting him up. Very probably for good.
My cunt is creaming at the thought.
Any way our first meeting at the hotel was like playing patty cake. I don’t know if he was testing me or just warming up or if this bull shit was his idea of extreme. But all he wanted to do is burn play. Candle wax, small branding, putting cigarettes out on each other, the kind of shit that is like the appetizer, before the salad that comes before the steak and rich dessert in a four course meal. It was just enough to make my mouth water and my cunt long for more.
It took me two more visits before I got him to my place. He got one look at some of my “kinky” accessories and began to open up some more.He didn’t even notice the sign on the door to my room.torture phonesex contest1
I talked him into some strangulation play. Him choking me, not my idea of extreme but we were getting there. I could tell by his hard ass cock that he was game and it was game on. Surprisingly he didn’t wimp out and he choked me to the point of me passing out which gave me a fair orgasm before I went black.
When I came to he informed me that he still hadn’t gotten his rocks off only he wasn’t into strangulation as much as suffocation. He wanted me to put a plastic bag over his head .
FINALLY!
It was my time! I laid him down with the bag securely behind his head. I made sure I could easily pull it over his face before mounting his throbbing cock.
I rode him in a frenzy imagining what I knew was to cum, what I had waited for, my moment of extreme orgasm.
He urged me on and I knew he had never been fucked like this, my desire to take his life urged me on and increased his need for more.
Finally I could tell he was close and even though I was supposed to wait for his word, I pulled the bag over his head. In his excitement he went with it and soon he was close to being out of breath and his dick began to jerk. He expected to cum and for me to remove the bag or cut a hole over his mouth.
Smiling and riding him harder and faster I held the bag tight, his cum spewing inside me, my orgasm was building, knowing what was going to happen. When he realized I wasn’t releasing the bag he began to panic, building the intensity for me.
I could see his eyes wide and full of fear thru the bag as he struggled. Again heightening the intensity of what was happening for me. I was going to cum all over him as he jerked and spasmed taking his last breath between my legs and deep inside my cunt.
As he lost the fight I gushed cum, in thick, milky, shots, squirting so hard it flowed down his hips and matted the hair on my cunt.torture phonesex contest

Killer Phone Sex

There she was just like I like, all alone and easy prey! I stalk her for a while watching her every move and everywhere she goes. She is not even paying attention so she doesn’t even see me. Here is my opportunity, I walk up behind her and put my hand over her mouth while I put a box cutter to her throat. I tell her to calmly get into my car and everything will be ok. So she gets in the car with me and I drive her to my abandoned warehouse that I have turned into my torture chamber.

 Inside my torture chamber I have a cold steel gurney, up above it are chains that are designed to raise your prey up. I take my prey inside and handcuff her hands behind her back as well as her ankles. I make her walk up to the gurney and lay face down. I put a ball gag in her mouth. I attach the chains to her hand cuffed hands and ankles. I slowly start to pull the chains up making her hands and ankles go way above her body and just left her there for a while her limbs starting to disconnect. Her neck can’t help but start to lift up as well and she started choking on her ball gag. I don’t want her to die yet as I am the one who wants to look into her eyes as she is slowly losing her life. So I get on top of her and straddle her and wrapped a rope around her neck and started pulling and tightening it. OMG this is so exciting I can feel the life start to drain out of her. I pull the rope tighter and tighter until she just goes limp dying by my own hands and rope. Aaaahhhhh what a wonderful feeling. Her lifeless body hanging there just makes my pussy wet!