Tag: Torture phone sex

Torture phone sex with Stephanie

torture phone sex

This is the best time of year for freaky, torture phone sex whores like me. I can walk around with blood splattered all over my face from slicing and stabbing some stupid bitch, and just tell everyone that I just came from a Halloween party. It turns me on so much to be covered in my victim’s blood and casually talking to someone, like it’s no big deal. That’s what I did last year when some dumb fuck saw me and had some questions. I had just finished dumping the remains of a tiny slut, off of a bridge and was walking back to my car. She was a sad sack of used up fuck meat once me and daddy were finished with her and it was my job to make her disappear. Before I got rid of her, I couldn’t help but to open the bag I had her stuffed into and rub my cunt, looking at her tiny, mutilated body. I made my evil cunt cum over and over staring at her shredded remains in that bag. I kept replaying the scene in my head from Daddy force fucking her while I sliced her open and ripped her insides out. Call me so we can talk more about my victims and being Daddy’s evil accomplice slut!

 

Torture Sex for My Ass with a Metal Meat Hook

torture sexAnal torture sex is my jam. I have long been an anal whore. It started when I was a teen girl. My mom wanted to watch my brother fuck me, but she was afraid I would get pregnant once I started my period, so she had him only fuck my ass once I started menstruating. I have been getting dick in my ass for a long time. Now, a cock alone will not do me any damage because I have been an anal whore a long time. So, when I must give up my ass for coke, guys know I need something bigger than a cock because I am an ass rape porn star. Trevor is this guy I hate to go to for coke, but sometimes I am desperate. Ever since Covid, getting coke has been challenging. The demand is high, but the supply is low. Many of my normal dealers just do not have what I need, so I must go to the less savory dealers and subject myself to things like brutal anal torture. I do have a nice ass, but every time I go to one of these unsavory guys, my ass gets ruined a little more. This weekend was no exception. Trevor had this big meat hook thing that looked scary as fuck. Turns out it was scary as fuck. He put the cold metal hook in my ass and hoisted me in the air. I felt my asshole ripping. I was certain that blood was dripping down on the metal meat hook. He swung me around in the air like I was Peter Pan. I was in pain, and dizzy, not to mention motion sick from the movement. I screamed in pain as he jacked off below me. When he let me down, he came on my face. I collapsed with a thud and cried curled up in a ball from the pain. He gave me my coke, but I had to lay their awhile before I could even move again. This taboo phone sex whore met her match with that metal meat hook.

Snuff Sex Mistress Morticia

It’s snuff sex that gets me excited and ruthless. I’m a domineering sadistic hot for destroying little whores. Last night was no different than most Saturday nights. I was hanging out waiting for the dumb sluts to play their little dress up and flirt with the night watchman at the Mall.

This guy is a total hunk for those dumb sluts to flirt with always. They come by the movie theatre and try to sneak in. I love the way he lets one or two slip in and he texts me that there is new stock to get rid of. I get wet thinking about them and thinking about how good he fucks me when I have that slut blood on me after I stab their guts out.

The two of us have a thing for blood play. A little murderous blood play. It’s my Saturday night ritual.

Snuff sex

Demonically Evil Phone Sex

Evil phone sex

Freaks call me up for evil phone sex because I really let my dark side out, and when I open the floodgates, the torrents of damnation and despair that flow out of me let them tap into their most wretched, vile selves, too.  They say misery loves company.  One fucked up, fright filled call with me and I’m sure you’ll agree.

I don’t just juice your junk while we dream about degrading some street whore before decapitating her and using all of the shit that drains out of her head as lube or talk you through taking some poor, helpless teen out to the middle of nowhere and torturing her before I make you fuck her until you split her in two.  Cool conversation, and all, but I go much, much deeper than that.

I’m in your loins before you even call, I get into your head within minutes of speaking with you and I infest your soul as I take you down avenues of abuse, onto various pathways of punishment and down dark alleyways of anguish and agony.  Once you feel my dark presence way down in your gut, you’ll never be the same.

There will be pain, there will be tears, there will be blood, there will be cum.  I’m going to exploit every bit of torment and sorrow your pathetic soul has ever experienced.  If you caused someone any grief or suffering, I’ll know.  If someone berated or beat you and made you feel empty inside, I’m gonna find out.  My dark side will drag whatever it is that makes you sick in the head out of you, and when it does, I’m going to make you blow your load all over it.  Sadistic phone sex doesn’t even begin to cut it.  Phone fucking with me is downright demonic.

 

Torture phone sex assistant

torture phone sex

I applied for this new position,, and thought I was a shoe-in to get the job. Unfortunately, I received an email stating I wasn’t chosen. The sad news broke me so much that I had a complete meltdown in the parking lot at trader joes. A man in a business suit approached me and asked if I was okay. At first,, I was going to say yes,, but without thinking,, I blurted no,, I am not okay. My school loans are flooding,, and my bills keep piling up. An actual recession is on the verge, and I need income flowing in.

The man said he needed and assistant and wanted to interview me. I was so too happy to hear this news but then when I went ahead to the interview he told me I would have to be his ass whore. Torture phone sex is one thing but actually getting my asshole prolapsed and used for a couple thousand dollars a week seemed like it was a catch 22.

When I got myself together to actually do it I became addicted to the money and the maltreatment.

Torture Sex Can Go too Far Even for a Seasoned Pain Slut Like Me

torture sexTorture sex is always profitable. Not always enjoyable for me, but if I can withstand the pain, I can make bank or at least have enough to score some blow. The cost of coke has skyrocketed. There are less dealers around too, so I must go to the ones I use to avoid like the plague. Beggars cannot be choosers. I go to whoever has coke and do whatever that person wants.  Marc wanted to abuse me first on film. He told me that he had some guys who pay to see women abused. I am not talking about slapping me around or rough sex. I mean electrocution, cutting my flesh, penetration with large objects and strangulation kind of torture. It was worse than snuff sex. I mean this guy was getting off on really hurting me. He was directing his assistant to do the bodily harm. He was my costar I guess and the asshole who had the coke was the director. I was struggling to keep up with everything that was being done to me. I could smell my burning flesh. I did not like it one bit. My nipples were smoldering from electrocution. My throat was restricting from the strangulation. I think he collapsed part of my trachea because I was making a weird whistling sound out of my mouth and my neck was black, blue and purple. I had cuts all over my body that were bleeding at a steady rate. I think my nose was broken. Pretty certain, I have some kidney bruising from the sucker punches too. I am a masochist. I love pain, but this was way over my threshold. I puked on camera. I pissed myself and I was crying. I begged to be released. Said fuck the coke. And for me to do that it was way too much torture phone sex pain. He did not listen to me. He just kept torturing me until I passed out. I woke up naked on the floor with a bag of coke beside me. I had to lay there all night before I had the strength to even do a line.

Torture Sex And Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Fulfilled With Young Slut

Torture sex is what the little slut next door got. Their parents leave her alone all the time. I told her to come by and like a dumb young slut, she did. I gave her a special punch that knocked her out. I had my friend coming over and i was going to use her to fulfill my Rape phone sex fantasies.

Torture sex

She looked like a cute little bald pussy slut who would do anything if you just gave her some attention. I undressed her and tied her hands up. I put a ball gag in her mouth in case she woke up. When my friend walked in and saw her little body tied up, his big black cock poked out of his pants. He didn’t want to wait any longer and shoved his cock into her tight bald pussy hole. I watched as my rape phone sex fantasies were coming true and i played with my cunt. He gave her the first taste of torture sex. I could see her little hole bleeding as he ripped it open with his big black cock. He doesn’t stop until he filled her cunt up. We were not done with her yet. I knew her mother wouldn’t get home until early morning, that is enough time for me to get some live Ass rape porn. 

Bondage Phone Sex Can Be Torture When You are a Druggy Whore

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex can get dark with a woman like me. I like danger. I am a pain slut. I act like I do not know what I am getting into sometimes, but I usually do. I knew when I went to Darren for coke, it was not going to be a simple trade. He is not really the fuck her gently kind of guy. He is a pure sadist. He likes to inflict pain, but he likes to inflict it on willing women. He has this idea in his head that it is much hotter when the woman is so desperate for something that she will willingly go along with whatever torture sex ideas he has in his head. When I showed up at his door, he got this devilish grin. According to him, I am the best pain whore around. He thinks I make him up his game. It is not that he cannot hurt me. I am just such a seasoned pain slut that I can hide the pain well. I need to stop doing that because it makes men like Darren try that much harder to break me. He broke me last night. He really had upped his game. He took me to his basement. He had the big bag of coke in eyesight to keep me focused. He tied me up, so I was slightly suspended in the air. He had ropes and pullies. Being bound tight is not an issue for me. The electric shock he added to the bondage was what put me over my own pain threshold. He was shocking my tits and my clit at the same time, each time increasing the voltage until I could smell my flesh burning. I pissed myself, even shit myself when he shocked my ass. It was close to snuff sex, but I survived. Survived to get my bag of coke. I will see him again, no doubt because I am a druggy pain whore.

Evil phone sex slut Stephanie

evil phone sex

I have the wildest fantasy about a sexy, muscular guy holding me against my will and torturing me for hours. In this evil phone sex fantasy, you would tease my tight pussy before force fucking my ass with your giant, spiked club. I can feel it ripping me open and destroying me but the way you tease my clit has me moaning between screams. I’m so terrified but at the same time extremely horny. All I can think about it how wet I am and much I want you to fuck me before you snuff me out! I can feel that club being slammed deep in my ass, all the way up into my ribs but my cunt keeps getting more and more wet. I hope the last thing I feel in this world is my wet pussy throbbing around your fat dick while you strangle me. I black out right as you ram your cock in me. As I fade away forever, I can feel you fucking the corpse you created and punishing me for things I’ve never done. Then just like that, my phone rings and I’m back to reality with soaked panties and a craving no average man can satisfy. I hope it’s you calling me…

 

Home invasion phone sex with Stephanie

home invasion phone sex

I’ve been having tons of wicked thoughts swirling around in my dirty mind tonight. I almost can’t resist these dark urges that I keep getting. I can’t tell you how badly I want to live out these sick fantasies of mine. I think my home invasion phone sex calls are the only thing keeping me from going next door, breaking in and stealing the adorable, little twins that just moved in. I could bring them back to my house and torture them for hours before anyone even noticed them missing! They’re so tiny and cute and I can’t stop thinking about how bad I want to hurt them and make them cry! Of course, I would need your help force fucking their tiny cunnies and ripping them wide open. While your stiff dick is ramming those itty, bitty fuck holes, I would be fucking their little faces with my strap-on. I’ll hold it deep in their throats and gag those little bitches until they turn purple. I know you would love the way those little cunnies feel squeezing around your dick as they fight to breathe. My twisted desires don’t stop there but I’m getting too excited. You’ll have to call me so that I can tell you all of the other sick and fucked up things that I want to do with these tiny bitches!