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Snuff Sex Public Humiliation For My Master’s Entertainment

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He decides he’s done with my pussy and flips me over with a rough shove, pinning my back against the railing. He doesn’t give me a second to breathe before he’s shoving his thick cock into my mouth, gagging me instantly. I’m choking on him, my eyes watering as he pumps his length down my throat, using my face as his personal sleeve. I can feel the eyes of the public on me—the disgust, the lust, the judgment—and it only makes me wetter. He pulls out with a wet pop and quickly slides his cock into my tight ass, the sudden invasion making me scream into the open air. He fucks my asshole relentlessly, stretching me open in front of everyone, the friction burning and filling me completely. He doesn’t slow down, driving himself into my bowels with a savage intensity until he finally groans and dumps a hot, thick load of cum deep inside my ass, leaving me shaking, leaking, and completely ruined in the middle of the city

Castration Phone Sex Feels Like a Warm Blanket to Me

castration phone sexCastration phone sex serves as my warm blanket. It feels like comfort food. Maybe you could call it chicken soup for my soul. I find comfort in neutering pigs. Not actual pigs. I like animals more than people. So, I would never mutilate an animal. But a man is a different kind of animal that I have no problem neutering.

Perhaps I get the comfort from knowing that I’ve taken a predator or a loser off the streets making the world a better place for other women. Some women consider me a superhero of sorts. Although I do not necessarily like most women, I also cannot get behind the manosphere world.

When the manosphere gods, the Tate brothers, got arrested recently, I couldn’t help but laugh. Did you see what the fuck Andrew Tate wore. It felt like he was a model for that suburban woman catalog Chicos. The dark net went crazy because that’s where most incels can be found. Now some of those mansplaining idiots like Myron Gaines went off in support of the Tates, but most red pill Kool-Aid drinking asshats create their clatter on the dark net. Pussies.

Since I know how to navigate the dark web, I hunt for red pill idiots to castrate. Just makes me feel good. Plus, most of them proclaim to be celibate anyway. So, they do they need their junk. I take what they’re not using. Or at least what they claim they’re not using. Since I’m an excellent hacker, I traced the IP address of this one idiot with a huge bark on the darknet. He thinks women owe him something and if they won’t give it to him, he thinks that gives him the right to take it.

If Incels Think They Have a Right to My Body, Then I Have a Right to Their Balls

Well, I believe I have the right to take a man’s balls through extreme cock and ball torture sex who espouses that level of misogyny on the Internet. I catfished an incel. Made him think he was coming over to a fellow Bro’s house. But he found a Goth bitch wielding a huge knife instead. I looked him in the eyes and said, “Not what you expected, right?” I sprayed him in the face with my special pepper spray. It contains puffer fish toxin. It’s a neurotoxin that paralyzes instantly. Your victim feels pain. Your victim understands what’s happening. They just can’t fight.

I dragged him down my basement by the feet which battered him up a little bit coming down the stairs. But the real pain had not started yet. That happened once I put him in my castration chair. I separated his balls from his dick using a castration band. Then I got out a razor blade, and I shaved the skin off his testicles and his dick.

Your Body and Balls Belong to Me You Incel Losers

Little tiny scrapes that inflicted maximum pain. And I took my sweet fucking time doing it. But the best part was when I dumped an entire bottle of vodka over his exposed testicles and balls. The loser couldn’t scream. And he couldn’t move. But the tears in his eyes told me how much pain he felt. And that made me feel good.

Again, I just started. I took a meat cleaver and started chopping little slices of flesh off his dick like I was making charcuterie board using his dick as the sausage. I’m not completely cruel. I did leave a little bit of dick just so he could piss. But he’ll never aim down to piss again. He’ll piss straight out. Chopped his balls off too and fed them to my dog while he watched. While I tortured him with knife play phone sex, I read a long list of his grievances that explained why he deserved exactly what I did.

Honestly, a lot of the women he preys on I could give two shits about. But some of these losers trickle down into the Goth community and I protect my own. I take out an incel at least once or twice a week. But I’ll never get rid of them. New ones crop up daily. But at least I’m doing my part to make the world a better place.

Fantasy phone sex had an old bitch tied up and used

Fantasy phone sex, I never expected that knock. I opened the door and this old cunt on my porch in a thin robe that barely covered her heavy tits. Silver hair loose, eyes dark with hunger. I need you to tie me up and fuck me! Hard. Like you mean it. She went on to say that I looked like and evil little bitch that could handle the task. So I willingly followed her old ass back to her place. Inside her bedroom she handed me thick rope. I stripped her naked full tits with dark nipples already stiff, wide hips, a trimmed thatch of a silver cunt already glistening. I bound her wrists tight behind her back, giving her no mercy I don’t think she really knew what she was getting into…then spread her legs and lashed each ankle to the bedposts until she was open and helpless. I tied her so tight she was actually begging for me to loosen them, of course I made it tighter then! I strapped on my cock and shoved it between her lips first. I made that old bitch gag when I pushed deeper, she could barely fucking breathe! Then I climbed between her tied thighs and slammed into her soaked cunt in one thrust! I fucked her deep and rough that her old used cunt started to bleed watching her tits bounce with every pump as I was slapping the fuck out of them. She moaned and began to beg for me to stop. So I stretched her even more! Her cunt started spasming around my cock, juices soaking the sheets. That’s when I pulled out and started fisting the old whore.  I kept slamming into her until I buried my forearm into her stretched wrecked fuck hole. When I pulled out, she was a slippery bloody mess dripping down over her asshole. Think I will leave her tied up until she needs to be used again. Hey, she asked for it!

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Goth Teen Phone Sex fantasies with horny sluts like me!

Goth Teen Phone Sex

Goth Teen Phone Sex fantasies with horny sluts like me!

I know you love my ripped fishnet stockings and full leather getup.

An all-black outfit to match my favorite kind of cock.

Big thick Black cocks is all my pussy ever wants.

Bend me over and hold my hands behind my back as you pound this cunt hard.

You know I love being your bad little girl you take advantage of.

Then flip me around and face fuck me mercilessly.

Smear my black lipstick across my face with the tip of your dick.

Shove your cock so far down my throat I have black makeup tears streaming down my face.

Use me and abuse me, I’m your naughty little cum dumpster!

Jizz all over me and force me to lick you clean!

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Toni the torture phone sex slut

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Let’s talk about my latest hookup and how we destroyed some dumb slut together. He was a sadistic fuck that I met on a kink site. We met up at a bar where we scouted out our victim together. A young, party girl with a hot body and no friends around to make sure she got home safely. We can skip over the details of me spiking her drink and getting her back to his makeshift torture dungeon.

My whole body buzzed in excitement while watching him slam this stupid bitch around.

He beat the shit out of her and then laughed as she weakly tried to crawl away. She clawed at the concrete floor trying to escape him. Her nails were all chewed up and her finger tips were bleeding as he pulled her towards him. His rock hard dick was in his hands, throbbing and ready to rip into her.

I moaned, rubbed my clit and watched while he ripped her clothes off of her. The stupid bitch screamed and cried while he was drilling his dick into her pussy. He slammed his cock all the way in, in deep brutal thrusts, tearing her cunt open a little more with each stroke. Blood ran down his shaft and dripped from his balls as he continued to force fuck her ruined hole.

He grabbed a handful of her hair, pulled her head back and smiled at me. Then, he slid the blade of his knife across her throat, slicing it wide open. Blood spurted out and sprayed across my face. I watched the life slowly drain from her eyes as she bled out while getting force fucked.

My cunt gushed all over my fingers while he groaned and blew a fat load in that dumb bitch.

He tossed her to the side and told me that it was my turn to take his dick. The gurgling sound she was making, paired with the way his cock was bottoming out in my cunt, had my pussy more wet than it’s ever been. This little blog is the short and sweet version. As always, I save the juicy details for my calls. Talk to you soon!

Torture Phone Sex Season Begins When the Mean Girls Go Back to School

torture phone sexTorture phone sex is my specialty. And I’m good at it. I take sick pleasure in mutilating someone’s genitalia. Although I do admit that I mostly prefer to mutilate men’s junk, I use the torture to punish predators, tiny dick losers and assholes. If you can’t use your junk properly someone like me will revoke your privileges. However, sometimes I meet an insufferable cunt and decide it would be fun to mutilate her tits as well as her cunt.

Sometimes when I get in these moods to do very bad things to young women, I go to some trendy bar or college hangout. I find the most insufferable cunts of them all in college bars. Over the weekend, I had my pick of insufferable cunts. This college bar seemed packed with returning coeds and college boys. The university near me starts back in less than a week I believe. So, it felt like a good time to go hunting.

When College is In Session, I Enjoy Hunting Coeds

When it comes to hurting teen girls or co-eds, sometimes I torture them and then profit off them by selling them to a sex trafficker. However, I wanted to really brutalize this one mean coed before making her a snuff porn star. It didn’t matter that she was nasty to me for no reason. I can handle myself.

However, I watched her make some other girls literally cry. And for no reason. She fat shamed one girl. She called another girl ugly and then she purposely spilled a drink on another girl for standing literally too close to her in a crowded space.

So, when she turned around, I spiked her drink. And I waited for it to kick in. As the oldest person in the bar, I just acted like her handler and walked her right out of that bar and into the trunk of my car. This one I drove to my cabin in the woods. And when she woke up, she found herself spread-eagle, naked, and tied to a cold metal table.

I didn’t start slow with the torture sex either. I used a sander on her nipples and her clit. One of those industrial size machines that carpenters use to smooth out wood. And it took the flesh off her tits, clit and pussy. It even tore off her labia lips.

Torturing a Bitch’s Junk, Turns Me On

This felt like fun to me. For almost 24 hours, I tortured this mean coed. By the time I finished, I had sanded off most of the flesh on her body. That machine obliterated her girl parts. As well as pummeled her flesh from her body. I grabbed a bottle of bleach and poured it into her open flesh.

It’s always the meanest girls who cannot handle the pain. They can dish it out, but they can’t take it. I wanted to kill her. And I did but a little sooner than I intended. She couldn’t handle the pain of the bleach eating away at flesh and that bitch had a heart attack on my table.

If I knew she would be that weak, I would have just slit her wrist or her throat, let her bleed out and feed her to the animals. But because I poured bleach on her flesh, I could not feed her to the animals. If you cannot tell, I like animals better than people.

So, I did not want to poison bears and coyotes with bleach. But I did make a mental note to myself not to try that again. Undoubtedly it caused her a lot of pain. So much pain that the bitch stroked out on me. It just went too quickly for my taste. Not only do I want a death to be agonizing but I wanted to be prolonged too.

Not Even Bondage Phone Sex Feels Safe for Me Anymore

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex sessions leave me tied up and vulnerable. Although I realize it seems like a big gamble to agree to a bondage photo shoot or movie with any of these unsavory people I work with, I just think about the coke or the money to buy coke. And common sense goes out the door. Believe it or not I do possess some common sense when sober.

But I’m rarely sober. And any person fucked up makes poor judgment calls. I’ve worked with Jeremy before. Although he treats his models roughly, he pays them well too. He’s a legitimate porn producer. However, what he makes is strictly for the dark web and private collectors. So, it can still be a gamble.

We agreed to $1000 for two hours of work. That’s like what high end escorts make. And I didn’t even need to fuck anybody. So, he tied up tightly. Lots of rope. He tied me to a St. Johns board so I could not escape. And I could feel the rope cutting into my flesh. At first, he just took photos of me in pain and trying to escape my restraints. Then he called in an accomplice, and this turned into a torture sex session.

Even BDSM Shoots Live Me Battered and Barely Alive

His accomplice showed up in one of those all-leather black executioner outfits with the mask and everything. And he brought a variety of whips with him. He started whipping me, and I could feel my flesh stinging and welts appearing almost instantly. Because of his strength, he managed to whip me so hard in a few areas he drew blood. So, I did my best to imagine myself on a beach, doing lines of cocaine and drinking piña coladas.

What lasted two hours felt like an eternity. Not a single ounce of my flesh looked like its normal color. In fact, my entire body looked like I suffered third degree sunburn. Blisters started to form quickly. My skin looked bright red like a lobster’s body. And I could barely walk.

That director kicked it up a notch this time. And he gave me no warning. But he did pay me. And I immediately went to collect my coke. This taboo phone sex whore lives to snort coke another day. But I know I’m running out of my nine lives quickly.

Leaving My Mark With Knife Play Phone Sex

knife play phone sexI ordered more knives today for my knife play phone sex calls. I go through them quite a bit as I have a carving fetish leaving my signature mark in men and women and little brats after I use them for my pleasure.  There is something that makes my cunt start watering seeing that sharp knife pierce the skin opening up that flesh.  Watching the flesh open up is kind of like a cunt opening up from a slit and seeing that pinkness in the pussy start popping up.

The flesh is the same. I love the flesh of humans and the warmth in the blood makes me feel all warm and fuzzy. When you pierce the skin more like a dagger, you will see the blood squirting out all over like a cunt squirts when a cock has been penetrating that fuck hole over and over. Brutally slamming it in and out at a pace that seems to be like a race for time.  Only this is just an owner of the cock taking out every single frustration felt in that time through his hard penis slamming into the deep dark hole that is the woman’s cunt.  Yes the blood squirts like the womanly juices produced from a nice ol’ fashion fucking.

My thing is I like carvnig my signature X on their bodies with a Heart and a D. I leave my mark when they encounter me. Sometimes I’m carving on a cunt, some of my favorite works of art are on a woman’s cunt. I like to drug them up so they are passed out and then I can really get those carvings deep.

I’ll carve on the cocks and balls of guys I fuck too.  Sometimes even an ass. When I run out of time, I skip the genitals all together and have been known to do it right on a face, I could really give a fuck! It just makes my cunt explode seeing the mutilation phone sex i create from my sick evl twisted mind!

Violent phone sex forces me to make very naughty decisions

Violent phone sex gets this evil bitch everything that I need. Especially when I am running the biggest and naughtiest underground whore house in the city. 

My place is a den where the most twisted perverts come to indulge!

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 Among them is my prized customer, a man with a fat cock and a fat stack of cash. He likes to get sick, as perverted as possible. I knew his taste for fresh young girls, so I showed him the freshest ones I got.

 

I just got these three street trash brats that were gonna end up selling their pussy anyway. So why not at my establishment? They were much younger than the other girls, but I knew it would be perfect for him.

 

 I lined up the tight little bodies and told them to get naked in front of their new Daddy. His cock got really hard at all those smooth hairless cunts, but the one he really wanted was the dark meat.

Her grabbed her by the throat and forced his cock inside her mouth. The way she was flaying around made me laugh. He abused her black cunt with his fingers first. She was so tiny he had to work her open to fit his cock in.

Her high-pitched squeals of agony were blood-curdling in a really good way. He didn’t spare a moment because it was all about that Torture sex. He really wanted the little black bitch to suffer, so I squeezed her neck as tight as possible so she would pass out and then fuck her wide awake. Her little pussy looked like bloody ground-up beef after he was done with her.

Stephanie gets snuffed out

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The strange man dragged me into the basement by my hair. I could feel my scalp tearing as I kicked and fought against his grip. He bashed my face into the floor, busting my lip and smashing out a few of my teeth. Blood dripped from my mouth while his rough hands tore my clothes off.He ripped my shirt first, exposing my tits.

I was already bruised and scrapped up from fighting against him.

Next was my skirt. After tearing it from my body, he took a knife and sliced my panties off. He forced my legs apart and shoved his dick into my pussy. I cried and screamed as he pounded into my cunt. He gripped a hand around my throat and squeezed so hard that my tongue stuck out from my mouth. I couldn’t breathe and could barely move.

I clawed at his hand around my throat but couldn’t get free from his grip. My face turned blue and then purple as he squeezed harder and tighter. Spit and blood hung from my mouth in slimy strings. My head slammed against the ground with everything thrust but he didn’t care.

He finally blew his load in me and then loosened his grip. I laid there slowly coming back into consciousness until he wrapped a belt around my neck and pulled it as tightly as he could. My entire body shook violently as he strangled the life out of me.

I could feel my eyes bulging from the sockets as the belt cut into my throat. My bladder released and urine puddled underneath me as my body went into convulsions. I eventually went limp and only then did he release the belt around my neck and let my body fall to the ground.

I landed on the ground with a dull thud as he vanished into the world like nothing ever happened.