I inflate a Lolita and watch Snuff movies to squirt to. I played hardcore snuff films in front of that stupid whore, and I plugged in a balloon inflator while she watched and cried in horror. I bent her over and tied her wrists as I inserted that balloon inflator into her asshole. Screams and shrieks loudly boomed from my old school TV, that tiny lolita sobbed while her asshole got violated by me. I took the handle, and I pushed it, hard. She gasped and screamed by the pain mixed with pleasure. I watched in amazement while I saw her stomach inflate with the helium from my balloon inflator. I kept going and going, her limbs were getting puffy. And what happened to make it even more amazing than my favorite Rape phone sex fantasies, was when her tiny body reached its limit and fucking popped through her thin layers of skin. Blood, guts, muscle, fat, and intestines went flying everywhere! It got all over my naked body, and my wet fuckhole was fucking throbbing from seeing a little lolita’s get puffy and inflate like a damn balloon right in front of me before popping and her organs flying everywhere around and on me. Her spinal cord was tangling off my TV as well as pieces of muscle and lots of blood! Let’s just say I couldn’t stop squirting everywhere before having to clean up that huge gorey mess. 😉
Tag: Torture phone sex
Necrophilia phone sex: Do you dare?
Not everyone craves the warm embrace of a loved one or stranger’s body embraced to them, some crave Necrophilia phone sex. Not every man has the capacity to control in their life to where they really want those they have sex with coming or going as they please. As Dahmer said “The only motive that there ever was was to completely control a person; a person I found physically attractive. And keep them with me as long as possible, even if it meant just keeping part of them.” After all, for some the heartbreak of losing an attractive individual is far substantial to comprehend.
I can only imagine the type of love behind killing and dismembering a loved one for your own necrophilia phone sex fun. I would love to be taken apart. Strangled till I am no longer alive and blood stops pumping through my heart making my whore pussy wet. I assure you this is the ultimate form of love. You will no longer have to worry about sharing me or about me leaving. You can fuck my dead body as many times as you want. Perhaps even remove my head to give me a good skull fuck. Likewise, dismember my arm so that you can turn my hand into your own personal pocket pussy. I can be your perfect dead little fuck toy. Never servicing anyone else but you again.
Torture phone sex: Begging to for your abuse
Torture phone sex: Maybe it was the years of abuse I grew up with as a younging. Maybe I am just rotten like a banana that has been sitting on your counter for too many weeks. Whatever the reason since I can remember I have had an insatiable hunger to be abused. The feeling of intense pain is orgasmic. The feeling of blades cutting my skin pleases me in ways I have never been able to satisfy any other way. Sometimes I am able to find abuse by me putting myself into tricky situations. Sometimes I beg for it.
Walking home is always risky for hot young girls like me. Of course, this is a risk that I am willing to take on myself. Sticking my thumb out I am always sure to catch a ride, whether it is a horny old man or someone with mischievous intentions I never cared. Today was a guy who was not much older than I was. His mind, he explained to me, raced with intrusive thoughts from time to time on the amount of pain the human body could experience without passing out.
Embarrassed, he expressed that it must be a scary concept to be stuck with a sicko like him. However, little did he know, I was perfectly comfortable with his meddlesome imagination. In fact, I craved it. I began to beg him to abuse me, to test out his theory. I assured him that the human body was stronger than he could even imagine. I told him about how I loved pain and how it made me feel. I offered to take him to my place, to my dungenesk basement where he could have his way with me as so many had.
After much convincing he did take me home, completely forgetting where he had been driving to before he stopped to pick up a cute little hitchhiker. He learned the limits of the human body, asking if this was something he could explore further on a different day. Of course, I was game. Bloody and bruised I came so many times it was a sensation I was never willing to give up. The perfect masochistic princess, dying to be punished by men just like him.
Sex with Dead Bodies is the Best Way to Fuck
I love sex with dead bodies. I find that killing a man right before I am going to fuck him, saves me a lot of hassle. I am not the typical woman. I do not do romance or sappy relationship shit. I just want to fuck a nice cock. But nine times out of ten, a man ruins a beautiful fuck with his mouth. I am not the spooning type. I am not the pillow talk kind of woman either. I hate men, but I do like their cocks. I hooked up with this one guy who had a massive dick. He was not even black. Italian, I think. He said he just wanted to fuck. He agreed to my terms, but once he was in my place, he would not shut the fuck up. But I still wanted to ride his big cock. I decided he needed to die before I could fuck him, or he would ruin the lay for me by yacking nonstop. Necrophilia phone sex was called for. I sucked on his huge cock to get him erect. That’s the key to fucking a male corpse. It is harder to fuck a dead man than a dead woman. You just shove your dick in a dead girl’s cunt or ass. But a guy? You cannot get a cock hard once he dies, so you must make sure the cock is erect when you kill him. I had his cock rock hard, when I suddenly stood up and slashed his throat. His blood spurted all over my body. Blood makes the best lube if you ask me. But then I am a sick bitch. I had to hop on that dead, but warm cock to take advantage of that erection while I could. I am a sadistic phone sex bitch. I much prefer to fuck men once they are dead.
Torture Sex Includes Cock and Ball Torture with This Sexy Switch
I have decades experience being the torture sex victim. Now, I get to do the torturing. Never thought I would enjoy the role of the sadistic, but being a switch is so much fun. I hooked up with this guy I met at a fetish club the other night. He presented himself as a man with a huge cock, but when we got a private room, I soon discovered that was a lie. I have no clue in what universe he thought 3 inches hard was a big cock. I decided to torture his genitals. This man thought he was going to dominate me with his cock. But he had no cock to dominate me with. He had a clit. I was not letting a man with a clit stick dominate me. I was not stronger than him, but I had on some high heels. The kind of heels that I had on could rupture a testicle. I kicked him in the balls. This was a BDSM club and CBT is part of the BDSM world. I brought him too his knees quickly. Once he was down, I had him in my control. A few more swift kicks and he was wishing he was in a snuff porn because that would be death. Women like me know how to inflict pain. I was a victim too long to loser men. I did not know better then because it was how I was raised. Years of being in the BDSM world has taught me a thing or two. Now, I am only submissive to real men. That means if you have a cock I can feel, I might be your slave. But if you have a pinky finger between your legs and try to dominate me, I will crush your balls, fuck your ass with my stiletto heal and toss in some castration phone sex for fun. That shrimp dick loser will think twice before trying to dominate a woman with something so small again.
My Brother’s Dark Side…
It seems like a lifetime ago when my brother and I were close, now he treats me like a sex object, just like daddy. Before daddy started using me as his whore my brother was my best friend, we did everything together. We would tell each other everything and we both feared daddy’s mean ways, that is until I hit puberty. Things changes when he saw daddy fucking me in my bed one night, it’s like something clicked for him triggering his dark urges. He started coming to my room at night, at first, I thought he wanted to be nice to me like we had been but then he forced me to suck his cock. I cried the whole time he abused me, that only made him like it more… as he fucked my face making me puke all over his hard dick, I realized then that my brother had a dark side just like daddy and I wasn’t safe from either of them.
Snuff phone sex slut Stephanie
I can’t get that last snuff phone sex call out of my head! My cunt is soaked and won’t stop gushing every time I think about it! It was so fucking hot the way that guy wanted me to torture his slutty, little sister with him. He kept catching her sneaking out to meet up with older guys and wanted to teach her a lesson. We talked about how I could hide outside her window and wait for her to sneak out late at night. I could grab her from behind and drag her into the van that’s waiting down the street. I would make her hold firecrackers in her mouth and hold them between her teeth until they explode. Once I blow all of her teeth out and her tongue is a burnt, bloody nub, that pretty, little mouth would be ready for her brother’s hard dick! I still can’t stop finger fucking my cunt and fantasizing about helping him torture and force fuck his sister! Hit me up so we can either have more fun talking about torturing that little slut together or you can give me something ever hotter to fantasize about!
Sadistic phone sex: Choke me out and cut my tits
Sometimes I scare boys away with how hardcore my fantasies can be. I try not to surround myself with so many pussies usually. Sometimes a guy seems to start as a pussy, however, and then finds out like I once did that they absolutely love the gruesome hardcore snuff play that I have to offer. Therefore, I venture into the land of vanilla bean lame-os every once in a while just hoping I might get that virginal masochistic dream boy and I can pop his torment cherry.
Last weekend that is precisely what happened. I went to a family event and hung out with a mix of my cousins and their lame-ass friends. However, that is when I met him. He seemed quiet and shy. That is a telltale sign because the shy ones really go the hardest. I fed him drink after drink till he was wasted enough that I knew no inhibition would stand in his way. I directed him to a spare room and we began making out. I brought his hand to my throat and begged him to choke me.
Shocked he removed his hand and stepped back. I began to probe him. Telling him he was a pussy and a real man would slap, choke and cut me just like I craved. I laughed and snickered as I watched his face contort the more I made fun of him. He warned me that I better shut the fuck up or I was going to get it. Of course, that is actually what I wanted. Finally, he snapped. He pulled a pocket knife from his pocket and opened it with one hand.
My clit began to throb. My body was beginning to react to his sudden display of enraged masculine strength. However, I knew I needed to troll him a little more. I let out a little snicker making fun of the lack of length in his knife and that is all it took. He sliced across my tits blood dripping across my white shirt. With his free hand, he grabbed my throat hard and shoved his lips against mine. We fucked with my blood covering the two of us, him even stuffing his cock in my ass even though I said no. He had work to do still, but he would be a good masochist to fuck in the future.
Torture phone sex: Taking me for a test drive…
I’ve always been so afraid when my Master tells me I’m going to be training with a new torture phone sex Dominant. Some of them can be super intense and mean while others say they are mean and are just like cuddly teddy bears. It’s weird, but I’ve had both types. I even have a few residual scars and marks from one of them. He was the most extreme, his thing was knives and branding. I love being marked like a dirty little whore for the whole world to see, but the searing hot iron that gets placed to your flesh is pretty hard to deal with. It’s definitely used as a torture tool. I will now forever have “Slut” branded across my right ass cheek for quite some time.
Bloody phone sex with little one cock
Bloody phone sex with little one cock. Everyone knows about how much I love to play with little ones and cute loli’s! Today, a mother dropped off her son at my place for some fun mind breaking with babysitter Alice. She wants him to learn how to fuck her hot mommy pussy and love it. She said that last time she tried, he kept crying and trying to get away! Which is no good at all! A boy like him needs to know how to please his mommy and love it. So, I took him down to my soundproof basement and got started. I tied that boy down to a chair and I set up the video recorder so his mommy could see the hot Snuff porn of her son having his mind broken. I started off by being all soft and cute with him, making sure that he wasn’t took scared at first. His mama specifically wanted it soft and not too bloody. So, I tried to get his tiny cock all nice and hard for me, but it just wouldn’t! So, I did what I had to, and took out my pocketknife. “If you don’t get hard, I’ll have to slice you up, baby.” His eyes widened at my words, and he wiggled in attempts to get away. Mm, I got on my knees and placed my mouth on that dick, he began whining and sobbing as he tried to get away, he got louder and started begging me to stop… but, i couldn’t help but notice how his hips thrusted into my mouth! His mommy has been training him a little well. I giggled and licked that little tip of his, he gasped and yelled, “No!” Then he pee’d into my mouth! It was so cute! Buuut, this cute little one’s mommy asked me to mark him for her. So, I did exactly just that. After all, mind breaking needs a little pain. My wet pussy just couldn’t get enough with how cute he was! I used my knife and I ever so slowly cut into his smooth and thin skin, he screamed out in pain while I carved his mother’s initials deep into his thigh, I did this so he could permanently have his mama’s initials engraved into his skin forever. I know that she won’t let him ever tattoo it or get away! Hehe! The blood dripped down onto the floor, the smell of fresh, metallic, little one blood fell to the pavement floor of my basement, and I licked the cuts to get a good taste of him. He tasted so good! It just reminds me of how I cannibalized that adorable little lolita! After a little more torture, his mommy was so happy with the results! All he could think about is his mommy’s pussy, he became a mommy fucking machine after that! She even sent me the results of him fucked her missionary and doggy style! He could not stop moaning for his mama and breeding her multiple times in that one session she had sent me. Make sure to stay tuned for me, after all, I have another cute lolita to eat! Literally. 😉