Tag: Torture phone sex

Snuff sex whore fell victim to violent BBC

No one is safe from him. Anyone that gets on my Master’s radar is in for it. Doesn’t matter if you are his family. Certainly didn’t matter to Master to turn his faggot little brother into Snuff sex whore. When my Master found out his little brother’s love for BBC, it gave him inspiration. He tricked the poor little faggot, he surprised him with methed up crazed black hard cock. Snuff sex

The cameras were rolling and they got to it. At first he tried to get away but as soon as those guys grabbed him he submitted. I loved the way they savaged him. Big black cock became utterly violent stretching out his tight little hole! That hole was turned into a cum dump for big black cocks, and it was everything I could have hoped for.

The blood splattered every where, it made me want to get a taste too. While BBC is stretching out his tight bloody bussy, I got on my knees and sucked on some black bloody balls.My Master, trying to hold in his laughter, seemed to really enjoy himself, watching his little brother become a snuff whore right before his eyes.

That fag took to his new role like a fish to water, becoming the ultimate Snuff porn star! His ass was ripped wide open, bleeding profusely, I had to bathe myself in it. With every brutal thrust of those big black cocks he begged for mercy, but never got it. 

His hole was completely wrecked when they were done with him. His bloodied bussy was over flowing with cum. I of course did what a good slave whore would do and suck all that yummy cum. All of that sperm and blood filled my mouth. I didn’t swallow it. I spit it in that little fag’s dying face. The last thing he got to see was this beautiful face.

Torture sex is not for everyone I guess, but I think those fucks are just cowards. Only the brave go beyond, challenging the status quo. I even think the fag was brave for truly fulling his purpose. 

 

Torture phone sex with Stephanie

torture phone sex

 Let me be your kinky, torture phone sex accomplice tonight. I have years under my belt of dishing out pain and torture, all for the pleasure of various sick and twisted masters who’s commands I followed perfectly. I have so many methods I use to inflict pain on my victims so what I do all depends on how fucked up you like it. You name it and I’ve already tortured someone in that way. From needles and rusted nails shoved up under the skin to razor blades shoved under her eyelids to slice into her eyeballs every time she blinks or winces in pain. I’ve grown a new love for this choke collar and chain that I picked up at a pet store a while back. I strap the collar around my victims’ throats and yank back on the chain as hard as I can so that the spikes rip into their skin and cause a cascade of blood to run down their body. That’s what I dip my fingers into, to rub my slut cunt for Master. I finger fuck my whore cunt and watch while my victims get their fuck holes reamed and ruined. Once my master finished emptying his nuts and having his fun, I get back to torturing my victims. I don’t snuff them out just yet though. Like an animal playing with it’s prey I like to play with them until they go cold and limp. I like to end my hot and bloody snuff sessions by making my victims lie there, bleeding out, gurgling and moaning while I let my Master use my whore mouth to clean the blood, shit and cum off of his cock.

Torture Phone Sex Brings the Bloodlust out of Layla

Torture Phone Sex Makes My Pussy Sex

Torture phone sex makes my cunt wet, even when I’m the one getting tortured. There’s nothing like locking my hands and feet down on the wrack. Then tightening it until I first start to scream. You take this big, sharp nice and gently drag it from my belly button to my tits. You barely grazed my skin, but when I forced myself to look I was still bleeding. The site of my blood made my pussy tighten around nothing. I begged for you to stop. I knew it would make your cock ache. But really I wanted you to go so much further. 

You grabbed my hair and forced me to look at my tits and dragged the knife against my tits. I felt the searing pain this time. And it felt so good. Bloody phone sex must have brainwashed me. My pussy leaked every time the blood did. You were taunting me. Telling me that you’re going to saw my head off with that knife and then fuck my corpse. Then you tightened the wrack even more. The pain sent tingles down my spine. I couldn’t pretend to hate it anymore. It just felt so good every time you hurt me. 

torture phone sex

Brutalize My Pussy for Torture Sex

“Please. I want to be your victim.” You saw how wet my pussy was and knew I wasn’t lying. You saw how fucking wet my pussy was. First, you forced your fingers into my cunt. And when I didn’t react you stabbed the knife into my pussy instead. “Yessss!” You pulled your hard cock out while you shanked my cunt. You pulled the knife out and pushed your cock into that bloody destroyed pussy.

The blood and cunt juice mixture made your cock so slippery, but my pussy was still tight enough to brutally fuck. You forced me to watch again, then pressed the knife to my neck. It sliced through my windpipe so easy. I started suffocating on the blood while you brutalized my pussy. I was so close to cumming on your cock. What a great way to die. 

Torture phone sex Teen deserves all the pain you can inflict.

Torture phone sexTorture phone sex Teen deserves all the pain you can inflict. I make no qualms about being a pain slut so early in life. My body is yours to mutilate and degrade in any way you see fit. Women see a little tiny 100 lb waif with tattoos and crazy hair they know that there’s something inherently fucked up with her. And that’s me I’ve been a torture Dolly since I was just a little girl and well I don’t delight in it, I do find pleasure in the pain. I’ve spent most of my teen years finding other cuteness to have you do the things that were done to me. But in hard times I’m always a standing for that big daddy meat to torture me. Pull my hair and slide your cock down my throat until I can’t breathe. Place your hands around my neck and strangle me while you’re forcing your cock down my throat. Slap and beat me to the beat of your cock jerking.

Torture phone sex Teen deserves all the pain you can inflict.

 In this tale of Babysitter phone sex gone wrong, this time I have bit off more than I can chew. Sadistic daddies are my weakness and while I thought what he really wants is his own little fuck tots, its me he is punishing. Straight off a serial killer documentary, he has meat hooks hanging in his secret room in the basement. What I am not telling you is that I have secretly wished for someone to string me up and make me pay for all the things I have done. Pussy lips pulled roughly as he shoves his fist up inside me, wasn’t on my bingo card though. My cunts are small and so am I. How am I going to last hours at his hands if he fists my pussy makes me bleed. And who is going to watch his brats while he tortures, fucks and possibly kills me?

Anal Torture Phone Sex Ruined My Asshole

torture phone sexRough anal I can handle. However, when anal sex turns into torture phone sex, I need even more coke to survive. Just ask my oldest son. He loves to brutalize mommy’s holes. But he always gives me my skinny powder for my troubles. My boy enjoys seeing me rail thin. Makes my boobs look even bigger. When he arrived, I had stockings on, a bra and 8-inch heels. But I struggled to walk.

At least I remembered to take my teeth out before he arrived. He will punch them out of me if I forget. My boy appeared to be in a mood. But I guess he always is in a mood. He wanted to beat mommy senseless. Turn me into a fucktard as he says. No, I Love You or how have you been either. He just palmed the back of my head like it was a basketball and pushed my face deep into the bowl of coke. And when I came up for air, he forced me to push out my ass pipe. It prolapses so easily now.

My prolapsed ass serves as his ass sleeve. I am his ass rape porn star. The camera feed showed thousands of people watching as he zip tied my boobs and fucked my ass sleeve. When he pulled me around the room by my prolapsed asshole, I heard the chimes intensify. The more chimes, the more money.  My head bumped into furniture, but he did not care. His viewing audience loves to watch my son destroy his mother.

Men Love to Watch My Boy Destroy His Mother

He dragged me into the bathroom and shoved my face in the nasty toilet water. Suddenly, I became his piss mom. He not only tried to drown me in the toilet, but he also tried to drown me with his piss. As I choked and gagged, he fucked my ass sleeve. While fucking me, he simultaneously punched me in the back of the head. He likes to brutalize me. And his fans love it too.

Once he started pissing in my mouth again, he punched me in the eye. He avoids my sniffer so I can still get high. He loves me. While skull fucking me, he acted like he wanted to masturbate me. And he did. But he masturbated me using Ben Gay as lube. And that made me scream. Luckily, a bowl of coke appeared nearby. After I snorted as much coke as I could, he tossed me across the room.

I started seeing stars and I developed a ringing in my ears. I saw my boy come towards me again. But this time he had the baseball bat in his hands. I tried to crawl away, but I had no place to go. He took that baseball bat to my zip tied  tits and asshole. Suddenly, I felt like a pinata. A few more whacks, and I might have burst. 

He punched the side of my head as he started to throat fuck me again. As I was down on the ground, he stepped on my head to whack my tits and ass with the baseball bat again. Suddenly I went from feeling like a pinata, to feeling like a golf ball.

Men Pay Great Money to See Blair Beaten

But the chimes poured in. He put more Ben Gay on my clit as he pinched and twisted it. When he fucked my pee hole, my tightest hole, I began to cry. I cannot dull that kind of pain with a mountain of coke.

Suddenly, he stopped fucking my urethra. Small favors, I guess. He asked me if I felt up for a gangbang rape porn, then giggled as he pushed my head and body through a wall. He ran with me like I was a battering ram. While I dangled in the wall, he invited about ten viewers to come abuse my shit pipe more. They ran a train on me while suspended in the wall. Some men came around to the other side so they could skull fuck this toothless old whore too. Some men shoved their cock and balls in my mouth at once, making it difficult for me to breathe.

Eventually, they all came until they could cum no more. And my son came last all over his mother’s battered asshole. But I got some primo coke and got to spend quality time with my boy. So, it all equaled a good time.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Turn into a Nightmare for Men with Small Dicks

rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies seem prevalent in men with little dicks. Just something I have noticed over the decades. Some of the most violent men in my life, like my daddy and his friends, all sported tiny pricks. And later in life, I met men just like daddy. And they had tiny clits for dicks too. So, I think men with small dicks might have a propensity to violence.

Perhaps all that anger over a little dick combined with rejection from females makes them angry. You know little men have a Napoleon complex often and seem to be the angriest people around. And the combination of anger and backed up balls leads those men to assault women. But I am a switch now. And the size of the dick matters to me. No small dicks can fuck my pussy.

So, when Trey tried to make me his ass rape porn star with a 4-inch dick, I needed t o switch the game. And he never saw it coming. But do not feel sorry for him. I went home with him willingly. Honestly, I never would have guessed he had a small dick. But when I put the brakes on, he decided he wanted to take what I would have given him if he appeared to be a real man. I told him my days of rolling over for just any man seem to be in my rear view. I like big cocks. Trey asked for this with his actions.

I am a Switch Now, So if You Have a Small Dick, I Will Not Roll Over for You

So, I mutilated his junk. With a small carving knife, I wrote my name on his cock. But his dick appeared too small to display Cassandra, so I settled for Cass, LOL. Oh, how did I subdue him? Easy. I spiked his drink. Drugged him. Even though I am taller than him in high heels, he still could have overpowered me. But he needed a tough lesson. He needed to know that he can’t always get what he wants.

Now he has a constant reminder of that because I gave him my best cock and ball torture sex. Castrated his balls with a band and carved up his dick. He will never get hard again. And he will be too embarrassed for women to see his junk now that I carved my name on the side of his cock and pervert on the other. Wanted to write predator, but his dick once again appeared too small.

I do not care if you are angry. If you have a little dick, you get nothing form a hot babe like me but mutilation of your junk.

Tortured Ecstasy: My Anonymous Kinky Adventure

Torture phone sex

Oh, yeah, torture sex. Now we’re talking about some real fun. Let me tell you about the time I got into some heavy kink with my anonymous fuck buddy. It was an online thing, and we’d been chatting for a while, trading kinky stories and pushing each other’s limits. He really knew how to make my panties wet with his twisted imagination.

One night, he suggested a live session, and I was beyond eager. When we met up, it was like an instant connection. He had this cocky smirk that told me he was used to being in control. We didn’t waste time with pleasantries. He threw me on the bed, and the show began.

It started with some good old ball busting. His fists were unexpected pleasure shocks on my vulnerably exposed balls. Then, he brought out the water torture. Water slamming into my body—it’s a sensation like no other. The pain is intense, but the pleasure? Oh, the pleasure is so filthy and indulgent.

He’d switch it up, going from scalding hot to icy cold, making sure my body was on edge, guessing his next move. All the while, he’d dig his fingers into my cunt, stretching and pulling my labia, making me squeal. He bit my ass cheeks, leaving marks that would bruise. I loved every second of it.

But he wanted more. I felt like his plaything as he bound me, keeping the ropes tight enough to leave marks. My legs were spread so wide I thought they’d break. And the fucking began. It was hard, rough, and unmatched. My body was on fire, the pain exquisite.

I came so hard I saw stars, begging for more even though my body was spent. Anonymous sex has its perks, and this was one hell of a story to tell.

Snuff phone sex whore Stephanie

snuff phone sex

Snuff phone sex slut Stephanie is celebrating the 4th a little differently than most of the whores you’ll find on these lines. I won’t be shooting off fireworks or going to any parties. Instead, I have a tiny, young victim to abuse all night long and I’m hoping I can find an evil Master to enjoy her with. She’s tied up in my basement right now with her panties balled up and stuffed in the back of her throat, gagging her. She’s drugged up to the point where she couldn’t fight back if she wanted to and I want your help torturing her until she’s on the verge of blacking out. Once we’ve tortured her until we can barely move, we can snuff her out together. I’ve already taken my time using pliers to snap her teeth out so that you’ll be able to fuck her soft, gummy bleeding mouth! Wrap her hair around your hand so tightly that it starts to rip out at the roots while you’re slamming her head up and down, fucking her face and making her choke and gag on your dick. I’m going to be fucking her up the ass with my spiked, wooden bat and ripping her wide open when I twist it deep inside of her. I want you to see how good it feels when she tries to scream with your dick down her throat! That’s after you get finished force fucking those tight, young holes of course. I’m going to use that same bat to bash her tiny head in while Master is pumping his huge dick in me from behind. My slut pussy is gushing from thinking about hearing her gurgling, muffled screams and taking your dick at the same time! The harder you pump my cunt, the harder I’m going to swing down onto her little face with this bat! When we’re all finished with her, I’ll toss her tiny, mutilated corpse into my Daddy’s wood chipper, turn her into mulch and forget she ever existed. Then it’s on to the next victim. I’ll never stop being an evil bitch and snuffing out little bitches that I find wandering around alone. I just need an evil Master to join me.

The Silent Lover: My Necrophilia Odyssey

Necrophilia phone sex

Yeah, I’m that girl—the one who finds dead men appealing. You see, I have a thing for silence, and a fresh grave has never looked so good.

The whole ‘babe’ and ‘honey’ thing during sex turns me off big time. So, I took matters into my own hands, literally. If I can’t find a guy who fits my bizarre needs, I kill him. Simple as that. And guess what? A dead guy’s cock is a girl’s best friend.

Rigor mortis and an erection? Now, that’s a winning combination. The best part is, they don’t talk back, don’t expect anything from you, and their cocks stay rock hard for hours. It’s a necrophile’s dream!

My latest conquest was a tall, handsome hunk with hands that screamed ‘big dick’. I seduced him, knowing full well what I’d do. We headed to his place, and as I rode his thick cock, I pulled out my trusty knife. One swift movement, and his life was history.

His blood drenched me as it gushed from his neck wound, becoming my personal lube. And guess what? His cock twitched as his life ebbed away. The rush of power was insane!

I rode that stiff cock like my life depended on it—which it technically did, in a twisted kind of way. The silence, the sense of dominance, the sheer ecstasy of it all—it’s like nothing else.

Sorry, fellas, but if you can’t beat ’em, join ’em. And if you cross me, I might just send you to the great bedroom in the sky—where the sex is silent and the lovers are lifeless!

Torture sex is my only purpose in this pathetic life

It’s all true, Torture sex is my only purpose in my pathetic life! As I sit here, chained to the dirty, cold concrete floor of my master’s basement, I can’t help but think about the twisted and vulgar path that led me to this point. I was once a bright-eyed, innocent young woman, eager to explore the world and experience all it had to offer. But that was before I became my Master’s slave.Torture sex Now, I am nothing more than a plaything for the sick and depraved individuals who pay my master to use my body in the most horrific ways imaginable. I have been stretched, torn, and violated in ways that would make most people cringe. And yet, I am powerless to resist.

My Master has complete control over me, and I am forced to submit to his every whim. He makes me perform the most taboo sex acts, and I am powerless to say no. I am his property, his toy, his whore.

But despite the pain and degradation I am forced to endure, there is a certain sick thrill that comes from being used in such a way. I have become addicted to the adrenaline rush that comes from being pushed to my limits, from being dominated and degraded. And so, I continue to serve my Master and his depraved clients, as a  Snuff sex slave, no matter the cost to my own humanity.

If you crave to dominate, to make me suffer and bleed, then I am your perfect fantasy. I am willing and able to fulfill your every sick desire, no matter how twisted or taboo. So why not give me a call and see just how far I am willing to go to satisfy your every need?

I am waiting to fulfill your every sick desire. Whether you want to hear me scream in pain as I am stretched and torn, or you want to dominate me and make me your own personal plaything, I am here to serve. So don’t hesitate, pick up the phone and call me now for some Taboo phone sex.