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Castration Phone Sex: Let Me Make Christmas Ornaments out of Your Balls

castration phone sexAll I want for Christmas is castration phone sex. It is not even fucking Thanksgiving and Christmas music is blasting everywhere. I am not ready for good cheer and happy holidays. I was in a wicked mood last night. Everywhere I went, holiday music was playing, and decorations were up. This one asshole in a store was trying to get me to pose with Santa. Do I look like the kind of woman who sits on Santa’s lap? I am a naughty girl. I don’t get presents. He was relentless. Turns out he was hitting on me. I saw an opportunity. I mean this loser was dressed like an elf on a shelf. There was no way he could have a big dick. His voice, his outfit, everything about him was a crime against humanity. I took his number. I passed on Santa but told him I would come over to his place later. I was expecting his home to look like Santa’s workshop, but it was not decorated. It looked like a typical bachelor pad. He was expecting me. He had loser moves. Nothing original. It became clear he thought he was doing me a favor by fucking me. Like I should be grateful to bag an Elf on the Shelf?  I was trying to contain my anger. I needed a moment to gain my composure. I pulled out my knife, held it against his throat and ordered him to strip. He thought I was punking him. He got naked and as I suspected, he had a tiny dick fit for an Elf. I took his balls off right then. He started to go into shock. I wanted him a wake. This was torture sex. I got a lighter out of my purse and torched his bleeding balls. As he was crying and shaking, I kicked him where his nuts once were. I squashed him like a bug. I humiliated the life out of him. I made him question humanity. I just wanted him unable to be cheery and incapable of reproducing his stupidity in a spawn. I was feeling cheerful for the first time. I guess taking a loser’s balls was just the holiday spirt I needed, but I could always use more. What do you say? Let me make holiday ornaments out of your nuts.

Torture Sex

Torture sex

Daddy likes to push me to my limits and torture me physically and mentally. Sometimes that means he and all of his friends and my Step Mother gang bang my cunt and asshole until I’m bleeding and torn down there, other times it means tying me up and using me as his own personal toilet. It’s not just pain that he likes to torture me with, it’s degrading, humiliating, and disgusting acts.

Last week his latest hell he conjured up for me was making me and two other teen girls be a human toilet for him and my Step Mother. He had us undress and kneel on the dirty basement floor and take turns sucking his cock. Me and the cute blonde gave him a double blowjob while the brunette kneeled behind him and licked his asshole. He began to piss on our faces while we sucked his cock and we had to drink up every bit of it. The drops of piss that we missed, we were forced to lick off of the floor. My step mother forced fucked the brunette in her ass until she was screaming and bleeding. Each of us were then tied up and pissed and shit on by the two of them. Tied to a rack and covered in their piss and shit, they left us down in the basement for a full day. We were all bound and gagged and could not move or scream. Forcing me and other young girls like me to partake in disgusting and degrading sexual torture is their ultimate fantasy. I never know what kind of disgusting or painful thing they will make me do, but I willingly accept it and sometimes even enjoy it. I’m such a nasty girl. What horrible thing will they make me do next?

Snuff Porn Fantasies

snuff pornI have snuff porn fantasies; however, they are fantasies. I don’t really want to die. My step-son, who hates me, found my dirty diary. It is where I make my naughty confessions. Last night he made a naughty fantasy a reality for me.  For the record, it was against my will. I didn’t want anything to do with him, but he has never let that stop him. He pulled me out of a dead sleep from my bed. He dragged me by my red hair kicking a screaming to the basement. My body was sore from bouncing down the steps. I was bloodied, bruised and likely had some broken ribs. He tied me up, hung me from a beam and used me like a punching bag. I was crying and pleading for mercy, but with dead eyes, he ignored me. He punched my boobs back and forth like he was Mike Tyson. I was waiting for him to bite my ear off. He punched my face too, breaking my nose. I was starting to gag from the blood running down the back of my throat. That is when he skull fucked me. He joked about my blood being lube. When he pulled his cock out it was dripping with pre cum and my blood. He rammed his bloody dick up my ass. So much anger and hate in every thrust. I just counted the minutes until it was over, but minutes turned into hours and by that time, I was wishing I was dead.

Killer Phone Sex and The Perfect Victim

Killer Phone Sex

You’ve been stalking me for awhile and have told a few of your thug buddies about this prime piece of ass you want to have killer phone sex with and want them to help out in destroying my perfect body and pussy. You plan out the home invasion for a Monday night and your buddies and you prepare your torture bag of goodies to ensure nothing is left unfulfilled as you want to destroy every inch of my perfect body. I am alone and in bed asleep when you break in and all six of you gather around me in black masks and gloves with shiny blades as you take in the view. I sleep nude and make it so easy as you all grope and grab at me tossing me around, slapping and cutting at me as you take turns shoving your cocks in my holes and even double up in my cunt while my ass gets gaped by a huge thick black cock. I’m barely able to breathe or scream but when you that i start cumming you don’t hold back and snuff out my very pleasure of violent sex. I am no more and you leave me out in an alley like last nights trash for the vermin to do away with the evidence.

Home Invasion Phone Sex Story

home invasion phone sexDo you like home invasion phone sex stories? I have one to get your cock hard. I was working at the strip club the other night. I was making great money too. I learned how to pick up tips with my cunt. There was a total creeper stalking me all night at the club. He didn’t want a lap dance. In fact, when I asked, he told me he doesn’t pay whores. I figured he was just a pissed off man who couldn’t get a woman as hot as me. That was what I thought until I woke up in the middle of the night with him staring at me from the edge of my bed. I screamed as loud as I could, but my screams were soon muffled by his hands. He hogtied me, but not before he ripped off my clothes. He reiterated that he doesn’t pay whores and added, “I don’t need to pay a whore like you because I can just take what I want.” He then forced his cock in my ass. He wasn’t using lube because he insisted a dirty stripper whore would be wet from pain anyway. He almost choked me too. It was rough sex, but not consensual. I was counting down the seconds until it was over. I tried to get my head somewhere else as his fat sweating body was humping me. I wasn’t sure if he would kill me or not. He let me live, but he warned me about telling a sole because he knew where I worked and where I lived. He added that he was a rich attorney, and no one would believe a stripper whore was assaulted. He was right. I just prayed he would not pay me a visit again. Do you have rape phone sex fantasies too?

Nipple Torture

Torture sex

Daddy loaned me to one of his friends to use as a fuck doll again. His friend is a sadistic and cruel man, just like my daddy. I was taken to his house and laid on my back on a device that uses rope to spread your legs wide so that your pussy and asshole are spread and ready to be fucked. My hands were tied behind my head but my mouth left unbound. He wanted to be able to force fuck my mouth and hear me scream. Painful hooks were pierced through my nipples that were attacked to wires so that he could stretch them as much as he wanted. Once he had me all trussed up and ready for fucking, he forced himself into my mouth and fucked my throat. His huge cock stretched my throat and gagged me as he thrusted in and out. Tears streamed down my eyes, but he warned me if I bit him, he would rip my nipples clean off. It took all my power not to vomit as he fucked my face. Then he made his way to my ass. He tore through my tight asshole and fucked me until I was bloody and raw down there. He loved hearing me scream in pain and wanted me to tell him just how much it hurt. Then I was forced to beg for him to fuck my pussy with his dirty bloody cock. He forced his way into my tight pussy and pounded me hard. He tightened the ropes attached to my nipple hooks and stretched them even further. I nearly passed out from the pain and my throat was hoarse and raw from screaming. He wasn’t quite done with me yet. He fucked my pussy while my nipples burned in white hot agony. I begged him to cum so that maybe he would let me go. I begged and pleaded for his cum and he finally gave me what I wanted. He filled my sore and bleeding pussy with his cream.

My body is bleeding and broken, but I’m still alive.

Snuff Sex: Fuck Me Properly or Die

snuff sexSnuff sex is the only sex for me. I am like a Praying Mantis when it comes to fucking. The first time my lover tries to talk in baby talk to me, call me sugary names or attempts to cuddle, I kill him. If I could bite a man’s head off, I would. Now, don’t go thinking I am some crazy psycho. I am not. I warn these guys that I just want their dick. There is to be no romance. And, I give them one warning. These dead ex-lovers have been warned. They have no one to blame but themselves when I stab them and fuck their dead bodies. Sex with dead bodies is underrated. If you kill a man right when he is hard that cock stays hard for a while. The body is still warm too. And the best part is that a corpse can’t cuddle or talk. All I am doing is making myself the perfect fuck slave. One with a warm hard cock that won’t call me baby and try to spoon me.  If a guy is super hung and handsome, but just can’t follow instructions, I see nothing wrong with stabbing him in the gut and using his blood as lube to fuck his dead dick. Don’t consider this just a blog, consider it a warning. You want to fuck a demented bitch like me? Follow the fucking rules or get killed.

The Decimation Of An American Princess

Rape phone sex fantasies

This is a story based on a real life event.  I am sure you will be able to figure it out.  This one is for you my Dearest PinkyJ. *blows you a kiss*

For years her Mother had been making her look like a perfect piece of fuck meat.  That’s how Pageant Moms are.  They always want their Daughters to look perfect, unmarred, and like the motherfucking girls that end up dead.  Now these Mothers only see the fame, crowns, money and glory.  They don’t understand what type of danger they are putting these precious little things in.  Why? Because they are greedy cunts, that’s why.

One such girl belonged to the Mother mentioned in the first line.  Pretty little thing.  Blue eyes, blond hair, stripper name, and one of the most perfect mouths you would ever lay your eyes upon.  You and I would sit in those audiences, watching, waiting for our moment.  We spent months following them to Pageant after stupid Pageant.  One by one they were lead up on the stage in those little outfits, it was a P-Cock’s dream land!

The night before Christmas we sat outside their huge house.  You were so excited.  Your eyes were so bright, your smile was beaming and your cock was ready to have some fun.  After the Bitch Mom and stupid Father went to bed drunk we moved in.  I waited in the basement and you brought down the sleeping beauty.  What everyone didn’t know is that sometimes Mommy would give this little Princess something special to make her sleep. 

You laid her down on the basement floor and we stood there for a few moments just taking in the way this little Angel looked.  Without all that whore makeup on she looked so much younger, sweeter, almost ethereal.  You look at me and I nod my head, you get undressed, and I undress her.  Her small body was so smooth, untouched, unmarred in anyway, there was a glow about her.  I looked up at you and your cock was rock hard.

I stood up and gave you a kiss for luck.  You hovered over her as I stood by the bottom of the steps in case we needed to haul ass out of there quickly.  I saw you brush a few wisps of hair from her neck before you ran your finger tenderly down her body.  It was sweet in a twisted way.  You reached over her head and grabbed the extension cord that was laying there, wrapping each end around your hand.  You looked at me, I took one more look up the stairs then came over to you.

I got down on the floor to put her head in my lap.  We made eye contact, then, I smacked her hard.  She immediately woke up, I put my hand over her mouth to stifle her scream.  She was very disoriented, she tried to get up but you quickly pulled the cord over her head to the back of her neck as I clamped my hand down hard on that esquiste mouth of hers.  You started to pull on the cord, she couldn’t scream anymore.  I scrambled to you, taking your cock in my hand while lifting her legs.  I spit a few times on that little slit as I started to feed your cock inside of her.

She was a fighter, such a fighter but she didn’t win did she? No, she did not.  There was a lot of blood between those little legs which lubricated your cock so that you had a little bit of an easier time before you shoved it deeply into her ass.  You tightened the cord, her tongue started to protrude, her eyes bugging out a little bit, she was trying so hard to breath as you tore her open as you fucked her.  Finally it was done.

I kissed you deeply one more time, then we left, making sure we left nothing behind.  I used some bleach that was in the room on that pussy, face, and ass.  No DNA.  When we got back to the car I told you Merry Christmas and we drove off.

Kidnapping Phone Sex Accomplice

kidnapping phone sexWhen it comes to kidnapping phone sex, I excel at being an accomplice. This guy had me tied up in his basement. I wasn’t sure what he was going to do with me. I made him a deal. I promised him that I could get him something younger and tighter if he spared me. His curiosity was piqued. I had to do some fancy talking but I knew he would want something in better shape than me. We went to the mall. I always had a gun on me. I knew I had to pull this off or I would die. I am a soccer mom. Young girls don’t have the same stranger danger with me as they would with my kidnapper. I saw a young teen girl. I convinced her to help me carry some bags to the car for money. My kidnapper was my shadow. He jumped her when we got to the parking lot. I felt bad. I knew she was going to be his teen rape porn star, but this was survival of the fittest. When we got back to his dungeon, he tied us both up. What the fuck. I just bought myself some time I guess, but I didn’t change the ending. He took turns abusing us both. I watched as he force fucked the little whore I lured. After he came in her, he released her. I thought I might have the same fate, but he turned the tables on me. He gave her a knife and told her that I was the one who got her force fucked. She called me names then kicked me hard in the pussy. I didn’t think she had it in her to kill me. At least I hoped she didn’t. She rammed the knife in my stomach as I was tied up dangling in front of her like a carrot. Clearly, I was wrong.

Mistress Ivy Shoves Her Foot Up Your Ass

Taboo phone sex

You had disappointed Mistress Ivy today and you must be punished. I made you knee down before me. You started to apologize and beg for forgiveness. You were aware of the fact that your life was at stake. I told you to kiss and lick my black patent leather boots. I had you take one of my boots off so you could suck on my toes. Then I took that foot and shoved my big toe in your tight puckered ass. I took my time slowly working all of my toes into your ass. Then I pulled them out and made you lick my shit covered toes clean. You thought I was done abusing your ass but I had only begun. I crammed those slobbery wet toes back up your ass only I didn’t stop with just the toes. I keep pushing and shoving until I had my whole foot up your ass. I was ankle deep in your ass and I was stomping on your prostate glands as you were screaming. I squeezed your prostate glands with my toes causing you to blew your load. I made you lick all your salty creamy cum off of the dirty floor. Then I made you clean my bloody shit covered foot with your warm wet mouth. I told you to make sure that you stick your tongue between each and every toe. That you better make sure my foot is sparkling clean or you won’t ever be able to cum again. Because I would cut your balls off and watch your miserable little ass bleed to death!