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Bloody Phone Sex Clit Cutting Masturbation

It’s obvious I am a dumb little bimbo masochist that can’t gt enough with having the shit fucked and beat out of me. I live for bloody phone sex calls, especially ones when I get to get off as well. I love sitting here with my maxi pads and razor blades. I love the really thin ones that are for the men razors. They are easy to carry with me even. I get coked up and all worked up at the club and get so fucking horny I hide in a stall, cot out a line, I rub a little on my clit and position a menstrual pad in my little panties. I do my line and as I savor the drip in the back of my throat, kinda like savoring that cum load exploding in my mouth I rub my clit a little I lick the compact mirror and wipe it and set it on that pad in my panties. I get a good look at my clit and I just slide that blade in a quick little nick and watch it bleed. I taste my blood on the mirror licking it up. I pull my panties in place and wipe and streams of blood up from my leg. This is how I get off when I can’t be getting beat and fucked by a sadistic phone sex Master.

Bloody Phone Sex

Snuff Porn Black Whore

snuff pornI’m his nigger snuff porn slave. That is what he tells me every day he lets me live. He once said I make him more money alive than dead, but I know the day is coming that he won’t care anymore. Last night, Master was not happy with his black slave. He runs live streaming videos of me getting used daily. He likes to let white men gang bang me and cover me with cum while other white guys pay to watch. Most days its just rough sex.  Yesterday, I complained about my prolapsed asshole and he punished me in front of his thousands of viewers. Lots of white men love seeing a nigger slave get what she deserves. Master whipped me so hard my flesh cracked and bled. Men were paying online to tell him what to do to me. Master wanted to hurt me. His viewers wanted to see me violently fucked. One paid $1,000 for Master to fuck my prolapsed asshole back inside my ass. Master started to fuck my ass like some dirty ass rape porn star, when a guy paid even more for him to use a beer bottle to push my prolapsed ass back inside. The more I screamed, the rougher Master sodomized my black whore ass. And, the more white men paid to watch the show.

Watching Snuff Porn

snuff pornHe made me watch snuff porn all night long. Violent, graphic mutilations of women turn him on. It only scares me to death because I know he wants to do bad things to me. Snuff flicks fuel his sadistic desires. He gets off on my fear. We were watching a woman get cut with a knife. He tied me up just like the victim in the movie. He started to mirror what was happening to her to me. His hands went around my throat and choked me. He started to cut my throat, just not as deadly as the girl in the porn we were watching. I could feel blood trickling down from my neck. I could taste my blood too. I was afraid he would just kill me. We have played snuff sex games before, but this was as real as it has ever felt before. I was scared and I was bleeding. I begged for mercy, but he just kept cutting me. He sliced his initials in my boobs. He kept cutting me as he fucked my ass. He said all I was good for was fucking and hurting. After a while, I started to believe him.

I killed that little bitch

taboo phone sexHis name was Francis, he was a weak little man that had no idea I was going to kill him. He was excited to be in one of my movies, he wanted to be a star… and he was going to be the star… the star of my latest snuff movie. He was so so happy when I led him out to the stage but when he saw no one else but me there with ropes in my hands he was a little confused. He protested when I tied him up but what the fuck was he going to do about it? He was a weak little bitch it’s not like he could fight me. Once he was restrained I beat him slowly and mercilessly until he was a bloody mess begging for death. Little bitch boy cried the whole time too guess that’s what little faggots do huh? Should have known he would be a little bitch with a name like Francis.

Torture phone sex

Torture phone sexI was serving tables after work, wearing the slutty uniform and dealing with the regular getting hit on type of thing. Then this one guy dumped his drink on me, urging me to take off my now wet clothes. I’d had enough and slapped him across his face and sealing my fate for the evening. It was just us 5 and I knew I had fucked up the minute I slapped him, because he was returning the blow and ripping my shirt off all at the same time. I tried to fight them, I really did! But there were so many of them and they were really so strong! There was nothing I could do, as they all ripped at me, grabbing and groping and even feeling my insides with their fingers already. I knew it was going to be a long night of being treated and fucked like a worthless whore. I should really learn to keep my big mouth shut, and filled with cock instead of trying to get sassy. I am a stupid whore, aren’t I?

Collecting Daddy’s Money

Knife Play Phone SexDaddy doesn’t like it when people are slow to pay him for his services. So, he will often give them a few warnings before resorting to strong arming them. They are expecting this and try their best to avoid him, so he sends me in as a type of distraction. He had learned that the club was having a patching party and needed some girls for entertainment. He volunteered me and sent me in with clear instructions to make sure I came back with the money or the guys dick. He didn’t care which one. I love motorcycle men. They are hot and so so bad. I packed my bag and off I went. I put on some fishnets, vinyl, chains and lots and lots of jewelry. And of course, I had already had a body wax, so my pussy and tight little shit hole were nice and smooth. I joined the other girls, dancing around on the bikes, poles and giving lap dances. I then saw their president and danced my way over to him, convincing him to take it to a private room. He was enamored and caught off guard but quickly agreed. I closed and locked the door behind us, sat him in a chair and gave him a lap dance. I bent down to give him a look at my sweet holes and grabbed the handcuffs that I had previously put under the chair. I slapped them on his arms and attached them to the chair. I then swiftly attached a ball gag to his mouth and got down to business. I let him know that I had come to collect what was owed to daddy and I would either leave with the money or his body parts. He squirmed trying to get out but once I pulled out the knife from under the chair he calmed. I asked if he had the money and he stared at me, no response. So, I took the knife and put it against his cheek, slightly going into the skin causing blood to trickle down. He winced but still stared blankly. I removed his vest and started to unbuckle his pants. And can you believe it the fuckers dick was rock hard. I took my knife and ripped apart his boxers and there was the biggest, thickest cock I had ever seen. Hmmmm I think cutting it off can wait. I am going to have a little fun with it first………………. to be continued

Bloody Phone Sex Fun

bloody phone sexSunday was bloody phone sex Sunday! I am a sick bitch. I like the sight of blood. A lot of blood often means a lot of pain. For you, not me. My knives are my best friend. I have over 1,000 in my collection. I have vintage knives too. My grandfather ran a private prison. It was eventually shut down by the feds because of his cruel and unusual punishment techniques. I take after him. He enjoyed inflicting pain on others. The difference between us is that I am not torturing incarcerated criminals. I like to make women, men and brats alike bleed. Not just the bad ones either. Granddad only tortured inmates. When his prison was shut down, I inherited everything the feds didn’t take. I have some knives and torture devices from the 40s and 50s and even earlier because he was a collector too. Grandpa had and old cabin in the woods complete with a torture chamber in the basement. I inherited that too. It is three counties away, a 2-hour drive. I make that drive weekly because it is my kill shack. I was there last night because I performed a ritualistic kill in honor of my granddad’s birthday. He would have been 90 yesterday. I picked up this female grifter. I had seen her in action, and she thought she could con me, but the joke was one her. I knew what she was before she spoke. Grandpa liked to make his torture fit the crime, so I tied her up and chopped off her fingers first. I took each finger with a different knife. She likes to pick pockets and boost gift cards, so I took her fingers and her hands slowly and meticulously. Lots of blood. Lots of screaming and crying too. Grandpa would have been proud because I tortured her for hours before I turned her into a snuff victim. She would have been caught eventually and put in prison. I saved the taxpayers money and had some fun. It was Sunday Funday after all.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with a Druggy Whore

rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies are easier to explore with a dirty coke whore like me. I get my fix and I don’t care what the fuck you do to me. I made the mistake of saying that to Rick this guy who gave me coke the other night. Of course, he gave it too me with strings attached. He wanted his son and some of his friends to have fun with me. If I said no, the coke would have been taken away from me. I know how things work, so I went with it. I figured high school boys couldn’t be as rough on my fuck holes as men their daddies age. I was wrong. I forgot how hard a young teen boy’s dick can be. It never goes soft or if it does, not for long. They fucked the shit out me. They tied me up first. Then they passed me around like candy. Boys fucked my ass and my cunt. They pissed on me too. Some of them put as many as four cocks in my ass at once laughing at my gapping asshole like I was a strung-out ass rape porn star. They enjoyed me for hours until they had no more cum left in me. Daddy dearest put my abused ass in an Uber and sent me home with my coke. A druggy whore must do what a druggy whore must do.

Offing the Pet Daddy Let me Keep

Snuff Phone SexSo, when I am bored and daddy gives me permission to play, I log onto the dark web to a website where guys pay me to show them my beautiful, hot sexy body and any other naughty, evil stuff they have in mind. Sometimes they have a person with them, and we torture them together. It is so fucking hot. I haven’t been on in a while, so my requests were blowing up. I was reading through the list and this one request caught my attention. He had a passed-out cunt with him and wanted to off her. Bingo, that was my first. I sent him a hefty invoice and waited for my PayPal to ring with payment. I got all set up and dialed his digits. He wasn’t a bad looking guy and the girl was passed out, but I couldn’t see her face. No worries didn’t care. He pulled out his dick and asked me to get him hard and make him cum. Dude, I could do this in my sleep. I stood up, undressed and shoved my nice, bald, fat pussy as close to the webcam as possible. I them spread my pussy lips so he could get a close of my clit and labia. I stepped back and dude was rock hard. I sat down, spread my legs wide and started fingering myself with one hand and pinching my nipples with the other. I rubbed my clit until it was nice and hard and then positioned myself closer and squirted my cum all over the lens. Dude blew the biggest load. He then asked if he paid more could I help him off his friend. Damn right I can do that. He deposited more money and we got to business. I still couldn’t see the bitches face, but I could see her naked body. I told him to spread her legs wide and start fingering that pussy. He did and the passed-out girl started to moan. I told him to bring her close to climax and then stop and smack her pussy hard. He did this a few times and I tell you I was turned on again. I told him to get a nice sharp knife and bring her to climax and then slit the sluts throat. He did exactly what he was told. My god the power of my pussy over a man is incredible. After he slit her throat her head fell forward and there beside him, bleeding out, was my little pet daddy had given me. I wanted to be sad, but it only made me hotter and just a touch of my fingers brought me to orgasm again.

You May Not Survive My Castration Phone Sex

castration phone sexWhen a guy calls me and asks me what gets my pussy wet, I tell him castration phone sex. I have no use for most dicks. It must be less than 1% of the men in this world whoI find tolerable. Honestly, with dildos around I rarely need men. I don’t need their cum because I hate little ones. I have no desires to give birth. I have no motherly instincts. That makes it easier for me to snuff out little victims and castrate useless men. Let’s face it. Most of you are useless to me. So, if you don’t want to help me kill some stupid cunt, then offer up your stupid balls. I am sure the world doesn’t need any more men like you running around, so let’s make sure you never procreate. We can castrate you the easy way or the fun way. Personally, I like the fun way. Fun for me at least. I like it when you resist. There are sadly plenty of losers who offer up their balls freely to be removed, but I like a challenge. I want to pursue my victim. I want to catch you, tie you up and take your balls by force. I want it to hurt. I can use broken glass or a rusty knife to make it more dangerous and painful. I can not cauterize the wound too which means castration might turn into snuff sex. Think you can handle me taking your balls? You may not survive my brand of castration.