Tag: Torture phone sex

Ass rape porn is what I used my ex for

I was tired of being used, that is why I decided to make some Ass rape porn with my ex. He was sadistic and would sell me to his friends.

Ass rape porn

I decided to put an ad for him to sell his ass. I got many responses and set it up. It was easy to drug him up by putting something in his drink. Once he was a bit loose, I had him undress and lay on the bed face down. It was easy to tie his hand and feet to the bed posts and put a ball gag in his mouth. On my post i had written that he had a rape fantasy and if he fought back to not let it off. The first guy came in and when he saw him naked with his ass out, he was hard as a rock. He spat on his cock and rammed it up his asshole while I filmed. The more my ex tried to fight back the more he loved it and went along with the rape fantasy i had posted about. Guys got into him fighting back and started choking him as they pounded the fuck out of his ass. I just filled and collected the money. When he passed out it didn’t matter, some of the trick said they like a limp corps to fuck and use. Some of the guys just wanted to cum all over his face. The last guy paid me so much I tripled the amount I got from all the other guys. He just wanted to be in his ass, with his hands around his neck until he cummed inside his snuffed body. I was happy to film it all and finally get rid of him. 

Indigo loves medical play!

 

Medical fetish phone sex

Sometimes I get the urge to get really kinky and that’s when I choose to explore medical fetish phone sex.

Imagine Nurse Indi all dressed up in her latex nurse uniform, strapping you into the special gyno table that I have had made with all the latest bells and whistles.

You are nervous as you hear me enter the room and your heart begins to race as you hear me slide the instrument table closer. I pull out a beautiful vintage speculum and begin to lube it up.

You know what is coming and you know deep inside your horny little heart that I have every intention of sliding that instrument of torture deep inside your man pussy.

You hear the sound of my latex gloves snapping as I pull them out of the box and you hear me whisper yesss let the fun begin.

Rape phone sex fantasies always get interesting when someone figures out your secret.

Rape phone sex fantasies I could hear the tires crunching in the gravel behind me, I knew it was going to be an interesting night for  Rape phone sex fantasies. I totally had an idea of who was about to creep up on me, but there really wasn’t anything I could do about it. I kinda didn’t really think the notes I had been getting were real. They warned me that he was going to take me when I least expected it. 

The high anxiety and adrenaline feeling of being crept up on made my pussy wetter than it had ever been before. Getting grabbed from being, actually made me whimper and moan instead of scream. His hand clasped across my mouth was incredibly erotic. As he informed me that he was doing torture me and fulfilling my rape fantasies. Then he’d think about snuffing me or leaving me alive. My heart skipped a beat and I practically came at his words. 

Torture phone sex with Stephanie the evil slut

torture phone sex

I hope you’re ready for some vile and evil, torture phone sex tonight. Daddy built a brand new torture device to use on the little bitches I bring home for him. We finally got a chance to use it tonight and I’m going to tell you about it! I was so excited to strap our first victim into it and rub my whore cunt as she was ripped apart right in front of me. The torture device looks like something out of a horror movie. It’s a sinister looking chair with huge spikes that pierce into the back and legs of the person unlucky enough to be strapped into it. The ankle restraints are attached to a crank so that I was able to crank my victim’s legs open so wide that her little hips were popping and snapping backward. That put her perfect, bald cunt and tiny asshole wide open and on display in front of me so, I had fun fisting her, ripping her wide open and laughing at her pathetic screams. The more I pulled the different cranks, the tighter her arms and legs were stretched. I could hear her ligaments ripping with every crank. Daddy had already held her down and force fucked her until her cunt and asshole were bloody, ripped open and useless to him anymore, so he watched while I finished her off, promising to fuck me if I did a good enough job torturing her.

 

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Might Make You My Victim

murder phone sex fantasiesHolidays bring out the extreme murder phone sex fantasies. I am always game to kill on and off the phone. Peter wanted to kill his ex-girlfriend. He wanted it to be painful and brutal. He needed my help for that. I am always game for torture and death. I met his ex at a party, and I made nice with her. I had to lure her away so her ex could execute his plan and her. I kind of liked her and I hate everyone. But money is money, and her ex paid me double my asking price. I drove her to my place for some after party drinks. I was amazed she trusted me. I looked different. I dressed in trendy clothes. I did my hair and my makeup more mainstream. I am a Goth girl, but this time, I looked like the typical girl out on the town looking for fun. She had no clue she was about to be a snuff porn star. I felt bad for her. Again, I never have feelings. She told me all about her psycho ex-boyfriend. When I heard the story, I changed the plan. I took a risk and told her about his plot to murder her.

In that moment, we bonded like I have never bonded with anyone. Peter had to die. We turned the tables on him. It was not easy, but my plan worked. He thought she was passed out, but she tackled him, which allowed me to restrain him. His death was epic, and painful, and a bit sparkly, LOL. I put a firecracker in his ass and blew his asshole out. It was messy, but painful. It did not kill him. We had to insert bigger and badder fireworks. We even used sparklers in is holes. His flesh was burning off his body. He could not believe that I took his money to kill his girl, and now he was the snuff sex victim. This guy was a psycho wife beater type. He wanted her dead because she broke free from his years of abuse. I am not pro woman or anything. I hate most women, but this girl, she was cool. She was a survivor. I let her put the final firecracker in a hole that I carved out in his belly. This was the one that killed him. Blew his guts out literally. I gave her half the money he gave me to kill her. I mean she did help me kill him. She earned every penny.

Snuff Porn, Coke and Torture is My Kind of Fourth of July

Snuff porn and fireworks anyone? I love the Fourth of July. I am in party mode. Okay, more of a party mode than usual. I blew through my first bag of coke quickly. You would have thought I was Al Pacino in Scarface. I called my son. I knew he would bring his mommy some coke. I also knew that mommy’s ass might pay the price. But who gives a fuck about the price if you are too numb to feel it, right? My son was in the mood to party with his mommy whore even though it was daylight. We had partied together the night before, so this was like a continuation. He wanted to stream our season. I never care. I know the viewers loves his ass rape porn mommy. I was starting to show the black and blue marks from the night before. My asshole was still prolapsed with a zip tie on it. I got in front of the camera after I buried my face in the big bowl of coke. I started twerking my ass so that my rosebud danced. No doubt it was painful, but with all the good coke my son gave me, I was feeling no pain. Not even when he took a cattle prod to it giving it an electrical shock. I felt some pressure discomfort, but no real pain. That was about to change. I thought maybe he would shove fireworks up my ass, but that did not happen. Thank God for small favors. He put a plastic bag over my head and got out the wooden paddle. He played whack a mole with my prolapse. He even whacked my ribs a few times to the sound of astonishing tips from the viewing audience.  Once I was suffocating to the point of near collapse, then my son would whack my prolapse and let me come up for air. It was torture sex on me, but I know that is what makes my son all his money. I do not mind being his cash cow if I can be his coke whore too.

Evil phone sex whore Stephanie

evil phone sex

I’m looking for a man that can match my twisted desires and enjoy the most fucked up and evil phone sex with me. I have quite a few deranged fantasies that I want to explore with you but there is one that I can’t get out of my sick, little head tonight. I’m craving the blood of a tiny, innocent bitch and I know exactly where to find one. The little bitch next door looks delicious and I want to help you eat her up! Her window is only a few feet away and with the right help, I could have her splayed open and filled with your cum, in no time! I just need you there to force fuck her little holes while I’m ripping out handfuls of her hair and slicing huge chunks of her skin off. I want to hear her gurgling on her blood when you shove your cock in her mouth and start choking her. Let me pluck her tiny eyes out and chew on them while you’re destroying her tiny cunt and asshole. I can’t wait to run my tongue from the base, all the way to the head and lick all of her blood off of your big, thick shaft! Call me and help make me cum before I sneak over and start pulling this little bitch through her bedroom window.

Killer Phone sex Fire Lover Harper

Killer Phone sex

Killer phone sex for all the men in my life who like to play with fire.  Deadly, body-melting fire! I love everything about the hot flames and the white-hot heat that fire gives us. And I just can’t get over how fire consumes everything and it’s path. Fire doesn’t discriminate fire just takes what it wants for fuel melting, burning, and leaving only ashes and bones in its wake. Fire is a living being, breathing, eating, and reproducing all in a matter of seconds. Cultures worship the flame, and rightfully so! The most majestic and delay of all the elements Fire is a perfect addition to snuff play for a killer like me.   One of my favorite hobbies is to go walking through a forest that has caught on fire and seeing all the destruction that it has left.

Bodies of creatures taken by the flames show me how important the fire is for cleansing cleaning out all the rubbish. I’m sure that you understand the amount of destruction fire can bring. If you ever put in a house fire or had your car engine catch on fire and then you know that you are close to death. It takes just a second for fire to take its hold The true killer if there ever was one.

And when you set fire to a body things that happen are just so wonderful. Your flesh starts to melt and cook and crisp up. And all those nerve endings underneath the skin and even into the first layer of your muscle light up bigger than the flames could ever could. Searing intense never-ending pain. I once poured hot boiling water on me and I swear that I was going to die.  Fire is the best accomplice because there are so many ways fire can kill! I remember how It left a nice little blister bubbles and took a while to heal. I was in pain the whole process nothing really helps not pain pills, not creams. Just think about those wards with all those little fire victims The skin grass that has immense pain. Fun fact most people who are set on fire or involved in a fire that is burning out of control, they welcome death by smoke inhalation first.

That’s why the made-up hell of the Christian God always talks about burning because they know it is the most extreme pain and that’s a horrible way to die, imagine never dying of being burned continuously. There would be no mind no rational thought only blazing hurt. So when people talk about the most painful way to die during my accomplice phone sex I always tell them fire. Whether I have to pour gasoline on your body or throw you into a crematorium dying by fire is always the most brutal.  Burn for me, baby!

Snuff Phone Sex is What I Do

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex is my specialty. I am on a snuff site for a reason. I come with a warning label, “Does not play well with others.” I don’t want to be your mommy. I don’t want to be your girlfriend. I don’t want to change your diaper you pathetic fuck. And I don’t want to be your sissy trainer. I cannot believe the IMs I get daily from losers who do not read. They think because I do phone sex, that I am a do it all kind of phone sex gal. Nope. I only cater to a man’s darker desires. If you want to be killed or castrated, you are in the right place. If you have rape phone sex fantasies for anyone but me, you are in the right place. If you need a partner in crime to help you kidnap, torture, fuck, murder anyone but me, you found your gal. You are starting to get the picture, right?

I had a guy call me last night to change his poopy diaper. I had to ask him twice what he said because I was in such disbelief that a fucking grown ass man would be in a fucking Pamper shitting himself and expect me to be kind and nurturing. Look at me you fucktard. I am a Goth girl holding a knife in almost every picture I have. I am not holding wet wipes or a clean diaper. I think sissies, and adult diaper boys are the dregs of society. I castrate and kill pathetic losers like them. Been doing that long before I ever started doing taboo phone sex. I have no respect or tolerance for callers who cannot figure out that I am not Mary Sunshine. The call did not go as he planned, but one less loser diaper boy stalking us phone sex babes. You have been warned. I am a dark dark bitch.

Fantasy phone sex: You can have literally anything you’d like. And more…

Fantasy phone sex

I love knowing men want to hurt me. Knowing their fantasy phone sex dreams are to torture and snuff me. Making me cry and whimper until there’s just nothing left. My whole life hanging by a thread and you  have the scissors. That’s what turns me on.

I sit here quite often and fantasize about how it will all end, who will finally do it, and make all my dreams come true. Maybe it will be you, could you imagine the life draining from my body as you snuff me with your kife, gun, or even something a little more sinister.

Anything will do, honestly. I just want to be taken slow and cruelly as you watch, slowly stroking your cock. Cumming on me once I’ve met my maker, by your hands. Don’t worry about getting in trouble, I’m sure noone will find out. I’ve purposly isolated myself, so when the time comes, it’s even more erotic, because no one will be looking for me. Just you, me and that lethal object in your hands.

Fuck it makes me so horny, and I realize how fucked up it is, and it makes me want it that much more.