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Suffocation Phone Sex

I woke up in a strange, dirt basement. My arms and legs were tied together, so I couldn’t move very much. Rolling over, I tried to get a better look at my surroundings, but was startled to see a man sitting quietly right next me. He flipped me back so I was face was in the dirt and inserted a cold anal hook into my ass. Attaching ropes to the other ties, he pulled and I was lifted off the ground, suspended in the air. The pressure from the anal hook supporting my weight was difficult to handle, but I watched in fear to see what he had planned next. Grabbing a whip, he walked behind me and start lashing my ass over and over again. My skin felt like it was on fire! My nerves screamed in pain, and there was nothing I could do to protect myself. The ropes swayed from the force of the lashes. Crying, I begged him to stop and let me go, that I would never tell. But he did not care. When he was done, a secured a plastic bag over my head. My frantic breathing from the whipping only used up my oxygen faster as he left me suspended to suffocate to death.

Snuff phone sex

Snuff phone sexI need a real good hard snuffing. Do any of you perverts want to do that to me? I have been a very bad girl and I deserve to be punished in the harshest way you can imagine. I want you to beat every inch of me, and stomp on my stomach. I want you to make so much blood come out of my mouth I can barley fucking breath. I want you to pull my hair so hard I can feel each individual hair being pulled out of my scalp, just thinking about that makes my fucking pussy wet. While your hurting me please fuck the shit out of me, I want you to pound me so fucking hard people outside can hear me scream.

Taboo Phone Sex Stories

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex stories are something I have in abundance. As a druggy whore, I’ve sold myself to the devil for a fix a hundred times over. Last week, I was held captive for several days as a sex slave. Chained, collared and kept naked in the basement to a group of Meth makers. They are the worse. Mean sons of bitches. Horny 24/7 too. I was traded for drugs. One of my coke dealers wanted some meth to sell too and I had no money to pay for coke, so I was given to these redneck Meth heads for trade. The house was some old farm in a rural part of the state. I shit you not, they were missing a bunch of teeth and had the worst hygiene. They used me as their toilet as well as their punching bag. Their cocks were disgusting. Covered in scabs, dirty and smelly. Pretty sure one had crabs. For days, I only drank cum and piss. They skull fucked me, ass fucked me, burned me with cigarettes and slapped me around. They were animals. Filthy, vile animals but they kept reminding me that even they were better than a strung out whore like me.

Week Two: Seven Deadly Sins: Greed

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You may be wondering how a person can be greedy with sex. In my last blog I told you about a woman who had fucked my new guy, came a bunch of times and right before my guy was going to cum she got dressed and left. Normally a guy might rant and rave and be pissed but then forget it after a while. Not my guy, he doesn’t forget.
He made a plan to kidnap the bitch and show her that greed can actually kill you. There is an old shed on some property my guy knows about. It’s not his, but he knows no one will come snooping because it is a drug manufacturers/dealers land and when he is growing, it’s well protected. My guy is buddies with the dealer so here we are. Grabbing the bitch was pretty easy, she didn’t know me. She opened the door when I knocked, I quickly shoved a needle in her thigh and injected the ketamine into her, she was unconscious almost immediately. She dropped inside her house, so I simply went in opened the garage door and we loaded her into the van. There is an old shed on the property where pot used to be grown, we put the bitch on a dolly and rolled her to it. He had made this make shift table just wide and long enough for her body. He cut all her clothes off and flung her limp body onto the table. He started strapping down from head to toe, and shoved a ball gag in her mouth. He turned and looked at me with a sly devilish smile and said “Watch this babe.” He got this contraption from the van and set it up between her legs. It had a dildo and vibe attached to it. I thought to myself…well that isn’t going to be torture really. I was wrong.
He gave her the reversing agent for the ketamine and started slapping her to come to. Once she was aware of her surroundings she tried to move and scream, but couldn’t. My guy laughed then brought his face up to hers so she could see him and he asked “Do you remember me you greedy little bitch.” She nodded her head as tears came down her cheeks. He laughed and put just a drop of lube on the big dildo, positioned the machine and guided the dildo into her pussy and the vibrator over her clit. He turned the machine on and it slowly started to move. Ahh a fucking machine. He turned the speed up to medium/high and she started to moan. He laughed again “She won’t be moaning for long.” I looked at him with confusion as we walked back to the van. “Are we leaving her there?” I asked and he nodded. Two days later he called me up and said “Let’s go visit the greedy bitch.” I agreed mostly out of curiosity. We got to the shed, and now I could see what he was doing. The fucking machine had been going for these 2 whole days. Her pussy was wrecked; there was blood all over her legs and on the floor. The fucking machine had ruptured blood vessels or something inside her vag, her insides were wrapped around the dildo as if it had gotten so dry it just ripped right out of her. She was dead. Fucked to death.

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Mutilation Phone Sex Gets HOT!

Mutilation phone sexHe wanted to put me on a spit and roast me!! What really had my juices flowing was that he wanted me to WANT to be put on a spit and roasted. So, he tortured me. He tied me up and pried each nail off of my fingers and toes. Then, he took a lash to my backside, cutting gashes and gouges into my lower back, ass, and thighs. He pulled whole chunks out of my hair by hand, and cut my tits all up. By the time he was finished torturing me, I was begging to die. I still wasn’t ready to beg to be burned by slow-roasting over a fire, though. That was when he brought out this enormous garden stake. It was about 3 inches thick and at least a foot and a half long, and it had a very pointy edge. The entire thing was wood, and it was definitely not the smoothest stick I’d ever seen. He bent me forward, and he spread my tender, painful ass cheeks. He started to push that spike up into my ass. I don’t know how far he got it, but with the splinters jabbing into my ass and the spike pressing in all the wrong places, it wasn’t long before I was begging for him to just put me on the spit and have done with it. By the time he shoved that spit up my ass, and through my guts til it came out of my mouth, I was just done. I was ready for the darkness to swallow me. Now, he’s carrying me, with his friend, over to the fire, and I can feel the heat the closer we get. I can’t help the tears that are falling, but I am ready to be done…

Burning Love

Torture Phone Sex

Knives and sharp, metal objects hurt quite a bit, but being burned can be so much worse. I was tied up and gagged with my panties stuffed in my mouth, completely naked. He picked up a lit candle and started pouring wax on my nipples and stomach. I cringed at the heat scorching such sensitive areas. Had he left it at that, I would have been fine, but then placed the candle under the table I was strapped to. There was a small hole under my back, which was right above where he placed the candle. The heat rose and started to singe my skin, but I could not move away. He left this there throughout the rest of the torture, which blistered and bubbled my skin. Taking a cigarette lighter from a car, he branded my upper thigh. I screamed through the cloth gag of my panties. Tears streaming down from my eyes, he then took the cigarette lighter and pressed it hard onto my clit. My body went into a cold sweat from the pain as I cried and struggled. Pulling out a blow torch, he began drawing lines down my stomach with the fire. Never had I felt a pain so intense! I passed out shortly after. The worst part about burns? Well I don’t know about you, but for me, they get so much worse before they get better. He left me with months of peeling, blistered skin.

Can I Please Get In

Sadistic phone sexMy drug addict boyfriend makes me walk the streets and sell my pussy. If I don’t come home with a purse full of money he beats my ass. Please pull over and let me in your car. I’ll let you do anything to me, beat me, piss or shit on me. I’ll never tell you no. You can have any hole you want. Fuck me like you hate me. Call me a nigger bitch, I deserve it. Don’t send me home with money for my boyfriend. He’s so mean when he can’t get high. I promise I’ll be so good to you, if you pay to spend a little time with me. The last time I went home broke my man made me get naked and beat me with a thick leather belt. He whip me with that belt for over 20 minutes until he was out of breath, he left welts all over my body. I can’t go through that again.

Snuff Sex Carnal Desires

When your carnal desires begin to stir and that bulge in your pants needs something twisted to get relief and snuff sex is the only thing that will really get you off. I’m a vicious accomplice for all sorts of wicked fun and games as the twisted fun I have is what drives my libido out the fucking window. I am a fucking machine and love to fuck at the end of a messy blood coated adventure.

My last adventure as a hired hand in committing a gruesome torture phone sex act with a dumb little fucking brat. I beat the crap out of her and punched her in the mouth to make it a bloody toothless mess for my partner in crime to fuck. I fisted that young sluts cunt with my spiked rings on and oh the pleasure of seeing that cunt bleed.

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Wet Flesh and A Leather Belt

Sadistic phone sexMy man was pissed last night, I didn’t make enough money hooking to satisfy his crack addiction. I walked around the city in pouring rain, men don’t really like to open their car doors and windows when it’s raining. I came home fearfully with $40. At first he didn’t say much when I handed him the cash, he told me to get out of my wet clothes and take a hot shower. Relief flooded my body and I relaxed as I went up the stairs. I was in the shower enjoying the hot water warming my cold body. But I should have known better…
Suddenly my man pulled the shower curtain back and hit may naked, wet body with his leather belt. I cowered down in the tub, covering my flesh with my arms and hands as he hit me over and over again. I knew then way he wanted me to take a shower, wet flesh and his leather belt cause more pain. He hit me over and over again until his arm got tired.
“Get up bitch and make me something to eat”, he coldly demanded.

Snuff sex is sick twisted fun!

snuff sexSnuff sex is sick, twisted fun and I can’t get enough of it! Yesterday though, I kind of outdid myself. My neighbor’s daughter was having a sleepover, all those teen girls were over there by themselves and there was no way I could pass an opportunity like that up! I called a few friends up and we broke in over there together, we were completely silent because they were all still awake. They were all in the girl’s bedroom so it was easy to take all their cell phones and restrain them so we could take turns fucking them all. They were all “good girls” they had no idea what to even do with a cock… hell, most of them had probably never even seen a dick before! That didn’t stop us from fucking all their tight holes and using them until they were all broken and bleeding. The were begging for their lives but I couldn’t leave any witnesses, I lived next door for christ’s sake! We shot them all and left… I even did the neighborly thing and called the police to report the gunshots…