I love torture sex as a pain slut. In real life, I don’t want my pretty face maimed or my hot body carved up. I also don’t really want to die. I just want to wish to be killed because I cannot take the pain any more. When it is fantasy, we can get as violent or deadly as you want. Thinking about that kind of excruciating pain makes my whore holes wet. Guys ask me all the time, what do I have at home to hurt myself with. They think this is nothing but fantasy for me. I have a few devices e that every pain slut like me should possess. It is my chest of horrors as I call it. I have impact toys like a paddle, belt, cat o nine tails and a riding crop. I have bondage tools like handcuffs, rope, zip ties, duct tape, dog collar, chains and electrical wire. I have several types of gags: funnel, ring and ball. I have a large array of insertable toys: vibes and dildos of varying sizes, butt plugs, anal hooks, pony tail and speculums. I have nipple clamps. I also have a diverse collection of piercing instruments: needles, hat pins, safety pins, veggie skewers, nails, tacks and an ice pick. Did I mention I have other things like ice, cigars to burn my girl parts and weights for my tits and my clits? I am a true pain whore. I just need a strong, sadistic man like you, to tell me just how to hurt myself for his pleasure. I am waiting on the couch like a good submissive whore for you to take control.
Tag: Taboo phone sex
Torture Sex Doll for Abuse
Taboo phone sex with victim Aubree
Some people wonder what it feels like to have the euphoric feeling of floating out of your body. Well I feel that every time a man decides to choke me and fantasy rape my asshole and cunt when I am unwilling. I have gotten so use to losing consciousness and being taken to the brink of the loss of consciousness that I do not even know what it feels like to be caressed and gently fucked any more. Quite honestly I crave being choked, punched, slapped and humiliated because it makes me feel alive. If I am in pain I know that I am alive and not dead… yet anyway. I am sure some day some man will be raping me while he is holding my throat so tight that while my skin bruises and my eyes turn red from the blood vessels popping, that I will simply fade away into nothing and my corpse will be all that is left as he continues to fuck my shell and then throw away what is left of me.
Murder Phone Sex Fantasies: Use Me
When Murder Phone Sex Fantasies are the only thing that will make your cock throb, grow hard, and explode jism like a fountain then you are in the right place for mayhem. I’m a worthless fucking cunt that deserves to fucking die. Kill me, beat the crap out of me and make me cum, or forbid me to cum and piss on the open fucking knife wounds you just inflicted on me. Or invite a bunch of cracked out niggers over to jack me the fuck up and then use me like a filthy mens bathroom. Piss on me, in my mouth or on my pretty face and big luscious tits. Let these thugs force fuck my anus, cunt and mouth and jerk off their big filthy pieces of fuck meat while they shoot me up with filthy needles making me overdose while being fantasy raped.
I’m a useless bubble headed blonde that deserves every bit of punishment administered to me.
Fantasy phone sex
Fantasy phone sex lets you explore are your naughty thoughts. I have plenty of naughty thoughts too. I like to talk about these naughty fantaises, I have recently begun to act on these desires. I have a master who has sort of fucked me up a bit. I am not a the same chick I was before. I actually am pretty thankful to have awoken these desires. Ever since I have had a master I have been programmed to enjoy hard and rough sex. I was at a party last night and I was able to take 12 cocks and fuck 8 girls. I have never been into orgies, I have a new favorite past time. I t was so hot to be fucked by all types of guys with all different types of cocks. I loved being fucked and loved getting to climax so much . I was so soaked it was defintley and expeirence I will never forget. I love to try new things.
Ass Rape Porn: Pay Up Bitch
Ass rape porn is never what I want, but it is always what I get. Troy said I owed him money. I didn’t even remember this guy. Supposedly, we fucked months ago. I used him for drugs. I use every man for drugs. That is my reputation. Not like he didn’t get anything out of it, right? I felt no allegiance to him. He got pussy; I got coke. It is called a trade. Women don’t fuck for free. I don’t even fuck my husband without expecting something in return. He didn’t like my answer. He smacked my face so hard, my lip bled. I tried to run away, but he grabbed me by the hair and tossed me on the floor. His dick was out. He intended on collecting his money one way or another. He kicked me until I begged for mercy and promised to be a good slut for him. He even kicked me in the head. He pissed on me while laughing. He informed me that his fee went up because I was being a twat. I was contorted like a beach ball. My yoga pants tore at the seam from the position. He split them even further, then just ripped them off me. All he needed was room for his cock and access to my asshole. He pounded me like he was a hammer and I was a nail. He got in so deep. In that position, he could pin my arms back too so that if I fought or moved away he could snap my arms. Over an hour in that position was more torture sex than anal sex. I was bleeding, in pain with a prolapsed anus by the time he was done. He spat in my face and said sarcastically, “Next time pay up bitch.” Another lesson learned the hard way.
Killer Phone Sex Accomplice
Killer hone sex is my specialty. I am the kind of accomplice that helps you do what you really want to an ex girlfriend, boss or little cock teaser. I’m the devil on your shoulder egging you on to explore your dark desires. I like helping men do what they are too chicken shit to do on their own. I met Shaun on the dark net. We fucked a few times. He is not a goth guy. He is more a Wall Street type, but cute and hung. He has a secret life no one would ever suspect. He is a pain whore. I pierced his nut sack. While talking, he admitted to wanting to do some bad things to this neighbor girl. She is a teen tease. You know the type, I am sure. She wears slut clothes for attention, then gets offended at the attention. She thinks she is better than everyone because she she is hot with a great body and comes from money. We devised a plan to kidnap her, have some fun then sell her into white slavery. I know this Russian dude who pays good money for hot teen sluts. They are in high demand in his line of work. We drugged the little slut and brought her to this old house in the middle of nowhere that I inherited years ago. I do very bad things there. My little Wall Street pain slut fucked the shit out of her. Fucked the attitude right out of the cock tease. Rough anal sex until the slut cried and begged for mercy. I gave her a shot of heroin to make her less whiny. He worked her fuck holes over well. She was a virgin. The blood all over his dick was proof of that. I sucked the cherry juice off his dick. Tasted sweet. We had to wait a day before I handed her over to Yuri. We roughed her up good. She is just another teen whore who has gone missing. Occurs every day. Is there a little cock tease you want to get rid off? I bet I can help.
Playing Both Sides And Loving It Part 2
Hearing his words. Knowing this was my chance to do to this little cunt bitch exactly what I wanted done to me. I walked right over to the dope up bitch and backhanded her hard across her fucking face. Then immediately I stripped the little whore down. She was drooling and trying to mumble the words please no stop. I just laughed at her and told her to shut the fuck up. The man that was with us (sorry never found out his name.) put in a Snuff porn video for entertaining background noise. I started to twist at this cunt’s nipples and cunt lips. Taking my cigarette and burning her. Laughing as her screams were muffled by the drugs in her system. I grabbed a knife from the kitchen and started to cut at her flesh. Just enough so she can feel the pain and I can see the blood. She tried to fight me off but in her doped up state of mind she could barely move. Just become a blubbery pile of shit on the floor. I grabbed some salt and poured the salt into her open cut wounds. Her body lashed at the pain I was inflicting. This made my cunt sloppy fucking wet. I saw a bat near by and whacked her a few times hard in the stomach and on the thighs. Before shoving the bat deep in her cunt. Sliding the bat in further and further with each stroke. Torture sex brings out the best orgasims in me. The man was relishing in all this torture I was inflicting on this bitch. His fuck rod was fucking hard as a rock. He walked over to us and pushed the bat out of her and shoved his cock in her. He told me to start bashing her head in with the bat. I squirted right there in my panties with his words. “Ohh Yes I shouted out!” As I began to smash her head in. feeling every blow that hit her head vibrate through the bat. Oh My God what a fucking turn on this all was. She was lifeless and he was still pounding away at her dead body. Then he turned his attention to me. And I knew exactly what I was in for. The time of my fucking life!!!
Teen rape porn
I was reminiscing back to my days in school and how I decided to go to that one party that forever changed my status as the prude girl. I got a little too tipsy and found myself in one of the rooms trying to find a bathroom. I stumbled across a pack of dudes instead. They all were excited that I unknowingly joined their vip personal party.
They took turns pinning me down and forcing their way inside my holes. They where embedding their fingers and hands into my body and leaving bruises. They took out their cameras and filmed my holes completely exposed. They were stuffing me deep and hard. I could not get away and their cocks were ripping my holes apart.
I took cock after cock in each of my holes. My innocence was gone no matter how much I cried and begged.
Snuff porn fantasies Indigo
Do you know what it is like to feel blood dripping down your rock hard cock because we just slit the throat of a hoe that no one will miss? We fucked her in every single hole possible, tortured her for hours and made her scream and cum unwillingly. The rape fantasies we carried out until her dying breath. And we did it all because we wanted to get off. After we finished her off we fucked on top of her lifeless body because it makes me wet and come so much harder knowing I took her life away only to make me happier because I am a sick and twisted slut that enjoys watching others in pain, all while I play with myself. I enjoy my sadistic side and embrace it because I am numb to the feelings of others. The only thing I am worried about is my own interest and what is going to make me wet and get me off.
Murder Phone Sex Fantasies
If you have murder phone sex fantasies, you are not alone. Most men harbor them; usually for a woman. My stepson has them for me. Since he was a wee boy, he has hated me because I was his father’s whore. But daddy married the whore and left the Madonna, my step son’s mother. Now, he is all grown up and his hatred is fueled by drugs and years of plotting revenge. He got in my face the other day and let off some steam. I called him a pussy who couldn’t get over the past. I didn’t realize he was high on meth. He flew into a rage, claiming he had fantasized about killing me for two decades. I told him he couldn’t kill me because pussies don’t act, they just whine and bitch. He snapped. He smacked me across the room. I tried to run, but he lunged at me, grabbed my leg and pulled me back towards him. He ripped off my clothes and set them on fire, while he tied me up. “Who is a pussy now, bitch,” he seethed. He pulled his cock out. I knew what was next. First, he pissed all over my face while laughing at me; then he fucked me. My cunt and my ass got fucked like a man with pent up rage would fuck: savagely. I was bleeding and crying. I couldn’t make him listen to me. I didn’t think he had this in him. Years of nothing but passive aggressive comments and now, I felt like he might very well kill me. He kicked me in the gut repeatedly like he was channeling A Clockwork Orange. I thought he was done, when he fell backwards on to the couch. Then he picked up the light, tightened the cord and wrapped it around my neck. Everything went dark.















