Tag: Torture phone sex

Knife Play Phone Sex Requires Skill

I cannot enjoy Killtober without knife play phone sex. No guns for me. Knives require skill. Plus, it is much harder to trace because nothing gets left in the victim. Guns leave bullets. And bullets are traceable. I enjoy the challenge too. Perhaps, I like the hunt. It feels more predatory.

I never go anywhere without at least 3 knives strapped to my body. I even sleep with one under my pillow. Never hurts to be cautious. I like to be armed and dangerous because yoknife play phone sexu never know who you might meet who deserves to die. Admittedly so, my threshold for stupidity appears less than the average person. I will disembowel a person for looking at me wrong. Bloody phone sex turns me on anyway.

But in my defense, there seems to be a lot more rude, creepy tools in this world than there ever were. Take William for example. He made a scene in my Goth bar that I love. Tried to bully people off their bar stools. And he insulted almost every girl in the bar, including me. I do not care how drunk you get, that’s no excuse to be rude. Plus, you cannot go into a Goth bar and think you own the place because you are some rich yuppy.

There is No Fun or Skill in Killing with a Gun, So I Use Knives

So, I let him buy me a drink and I slipped something into his drink. No one in that bar gave a damn about this asshole. Took him to my kill dungeon to torture the fuck out of him. A knife prolongs the agony, but a gunshot kills without much suffering. Where is the fun in that? I carved this fucker up until it looked like he had been skinned alive. I have a knife for everything, even peeling a human jackass.

William suffered. He suffered a lot. Not only did I skin him alive, but I also cut his flesh until I exsanguinated him. But not before I gave him free castration phone sex. I guess you could call it castration plus since I took his dick off too. Sliced it like a pepperoni roll. Even drugged, he felt everything. And because he bled out slowly, it took him a long time to die. A long painful journey to Hell is the only way to go.

Starring in Snuff Movies in Exchange for Coke and Oxy

snuff moviesWomen like me prefer to watch snuff movies then star in them.  However, women like me never have a say in the matter. And when I say women like me, I mean druggy, subby whores. When I need a fix, I subject myself to relentless torture. Just ask my son what a stupid cunt I am when it comes to coke.

I have a fellow soccer mom who appears hooked on Oxy pills. Hurt her back last year in a car accident. And ever since they prescribed her Oxy, she wants more. But all the doctors cut her off. I took her to see this dealer I know. In the past, I used to frequent him often. However, I had no intention of being this guy’s druggy gangbang rape porn star. But, when he saw me again, he told us that the only way for her to score free oxy would be to make a homemade movie together.

The Depraved Things Women Do for Drugs Might Shock You

And in a dumb cunt moment, I thought he meant he just wanted to see us play together. Two soccer moms getting it on together can be very hot for plenty of men. But he meant we should make a movie with him and his 12 pals. When I tried to leave saying, for once, this was not about me needing coke, he grabbed a fist full of my fiery red hair and tossed me to the floor. Another guy did the same to my friend. Before we could try to get up, a gang of horny, aggressive men pinned us down.

They ripped our clothes off and started fucking us. All holes got stuffed, sometimes double and triple stuffed. Burly, heavy, hairy men just grunted and thrust their dicks inside our fuck holes until none of them could cum anymore. However, they did not seem done with us yet. They pissed down our throats, choked us, slapped us and made us eat their dirty, hairy shit holes. Gag. But druggy taboo phone sex whores rarely remain in control of their lives.

My friend got the Oxy she needed. And I got some coke for my troubles. So, I guess the torture was not all for nothing.

Bloody dreams that will make you cream

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I was hanging upside down. Bound at the ankles, wrists tied behind my back. Hanging over a beautiful bathtub with golden claw feet. My mouth, taped closed. Shallow breaths. I knew what was coming.

I could see the shadow of him walking from the door way into the room. Holding a scythe in both hands as he came to the tub. The smile on his face twisting in a sadistic way.

He begins to slowly drag the scythe across my skin, not enough to cut it though. Just so I can feel how sharp the blade is. I cry out a little as panic sets in, and I start to try to free myself.

Then, ever so slowly, he starts making small cuts into my skin. I can feel the pierce of the blade as it slices acorss my flesh, baring with it the red of blood as it starts to spill. Coating the blade with every cut made. I try crying out louder, struggling to get free, as he just keeps going.

I start feeling light headed. There are now dozens of cuts across my body. My tits, stomach, legs. The blood lose is starting to get to me. The well of fear as I continue to struggle and cry, which fuels his need to see more of my insides.

I then feel the blade start scraping up against my pussy. The tip of it starting to make it’s way into my hole. I can feel the blade start to cut into the wall of the canal, and cry out even more. Tears now streaming down my face. There’s no stopping what’s gonna happen next.

The blade starts to cut more, blood now gushing out of my destroyed twat. Cutting into the pubic bone, and continuing to pierce more flash as the blade makes it way into my stomach region. I convulse, pain and blood loss setting in now.

The blade continues to go though, ripping out my womb, intestines, liver. Everything now spilled into the tub below. A collection he liked keeping after he was done. Because, with what consciousness I had left, I saw him step into the tub and start bathing in it.

And then, just like getting to the end of chapter of a book and flipping the page to start the next one, I woke up. Realizing I was playing with my clit and squirted a few times in my sleep while I was dreaming about all of that. Again.

These dreams always get me horny.

 

Trick or Treat it is your balls I want to eat!!!

Cannibalism phone sex

Destroying you with Cannibalism phone sex is my evil slut pleasure. Let me count the many ways to take your balls and disfigure your cock. You will not need them after our little rendezvous.  One bite isn’t enough, as I will eat you alive. Prepare for me to be your worst nightmare. Are you ready for a feral teen Cannibal that will feast on your flesh and organs? But what I really am after is a delicious set of gonads prefilled with cream.

That means I will need to beat and scar your cock to get that semen boiled up!  Your screams will be music to my pretty little ears. Next, I suck the wounds I inflicted. As your hot sticky blood will be my drink.  Testicle soup will be my dinner. Will you get to cum before you are my prey? Questions abound about your last orgasm, I am playing Goddess with your very Life as cock and ball blood drains to the floor! 

Cannibalism phone sex Trick or Treat it is your balls I want to eat!!!

Eating your balls is a deviancy of a delicacy during Castration phone sex! 

Yumm!! Yumm!! Eat ’em up and chew your balls up, and you will never get that last Nut! 

Oh, you didn’t know I was Evil Incarnate when you first saw me? Lil Miss Harper just wants to tie you up and beat your balls. Tenderizing your dick meat, so I can have a tasty treat!  I’m salivating just thinking about it! My mouth waters as I get ready to devour your balls. Get ready, because I’m coming for you!

Bloody Phone Sex Just Got Bloodier and More Torturous

bloody phone sexIt would not be Killtober without bloody phone sex. Recently, a caller inspired me to utilize more medieval torture. My grandfather did not just leave me his massive knife collection, but his medieval torture collection too. Some of the pieces are authentic and appraised at a high price. And insured too. But a couple pieces are replicas made to look authentic. All of which now reside in my underground bunker. Or best known as my new kill shack. Have not abandoned my old one yet, but this new one is more convenient.

So, after my phone call, I spoke with a friend who seems to be able to find anything you want or need from young girls to drugs to a medieval rack. But I have always wanted a medieval rack. And he found me one. For a pretty penny, of course. It got delivered yesterday. And it even has fresh blood stains on it. My guess, some one else used it recently for torture sex. Just like I planned to do also.

But who would be my first victim? My need to try this expensive, centuries old torture device, made me less selective. So, the first person to annoy me would win one free torturous death. And that just happened to be some vacuous self-entitled coed cunt who cut in line at my Goth coffee house thinking all the other Goth folks would not check her bad behavior, and when someone did, she went off on an unholy rant. My lucky turned into her last day on earth.

Nothing Better Than a Bloody, Torturous Medieval Death

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I followed her in my car, cut her off the road, dragged her out of her expensive car that no doubt mommy and daddy bought for her. Luckily, she went down a back road, less traveled. Tossed her in my trunk and drugged her. And she woke up tied to my new rack. Feisty whore. Mouthy too. I put a ball gag in her mouth because I hate those whiny, high pitched bimbo sounds. Once I cranked the rack up, she started screaming. Muffled screams, but at least she was no longer talking.

Honestly, I like to prolong the snuff sex torture for as long as possible so I can achieve maximum pain for my victim and maximum pleasure for me. But her voice and screeching forced me to put her out of my misery. So, she died quickly. At least quickly by my standards. But painfully. My nice new toy ripped her in two. Eviscerated her, leaving her guts on the floor and her  blood on my wall. But nothing a hose and some paint cannot fix.

Torture phone sex with Stephanie the snuff slut

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Master says that I’m his favorite torture phone sex slut. That’s because I have these fantasies of torturing little ones for him. I can’t help but to get all hot and horny when he makes me tell him about fishing a little bitch’s tongue out of her mouth with my tongue and then biting it off to feed to him. I get just as turned on when I start talking about spitting a big mouthful of her blood all over his huge, stiff dick and stroking him with it. I can’t get over how fucking hot he makes me. I ram my fingers deep in my whore cunt and make him hail Satan with me while I’m dreaming of us sacrificing all those little ones together. Getting fucked next to a cold, lifeless pile of tiny victims is my ultimate fantasy and Master wants to help me make it a reality. I want his big, stiff dick driving into me while we’re just inches away from a stack of my victims’ limp bodies, all torn apart and soaked in blood. In my perfect, fantasy scene I’ll have a cage full of little brats waiting their turn to be tortured and snuffed by me. It’s one of my favorite things to talk about on my calls. I’ll let Master pick the one he wants and make all of the others watch. I want them all terrified, knowing that they’re about to suffer the same torture and abuse before being slowly snuffed out. I’m already rubbing my whore cunt and waiting on you to call me so we can explore your evil thoughts. 

 

Ass rape porn is what I wanted to film

Let’s make some Ass rape porn together. All I want to see is a tight young asshole getting stretched open. You are just as sadistic as my uncle. He would nap any little fuck slut he could. Sometimes I would walk into the house and my uncle had a young slut naked and tied up. “You came home at the perfect moment” he said as he was pulling his cock out. My uncle loved knowing his cock was bigger than most. Especially since he only fucked young sluts. Bitches wanted to see his big dick.

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But they soon learned the only way to see his dick was by giving up their young brats. It didn’t matter how young they were. As a matter of fact, the younger the better it was for my uncle’s cock. He wanted to see the pain in their eyes as he ripped their tight little assholes open. Their mommy would be horrified and turned on at the same time. Just like me now. Watching my uncle ram his cock into young holes, started to make me wet. Even filled it for Mt uncle a few times. Now when I do I rub my clitty.

As your cock rips a young slut’s ass open, I zoom in and finger fuck myself. After watching her pass out from the abuse, my cunty squirts all over my fingers. My uncle loved knowing, he made me enjoy his Rape phone sex fantasies. As I filmed you fuck the dumb young slut who got in your car, I finger fucked my cunt. “I love when they fight back” you moan as you continue to fuck me. “She is going to milk me quick; I want to keep her a bit longer” you grunt as you rip her ass open. That’s because normally you fuck them and use them, while I film. Then we get rid of their little bodies. But this time we decided to keep her, we can make more movies. 

Torture Sex with a Sexy Switch Means You Might Lose Your Balls

torture sexA sexy switch enjoys torture sex too. Once upon a time, men tortured me sexually. But now, I get to be behind the wheel. And I love it. When I met Alex, he told me he wanted extreme cock and ball torture. I met him at the strip club, but I tortured him at my place. Over the past few years, I have acquired some bondage equipment, large dildos, sounding devices and a slew of whips and chains.

Not all men enjoy this kind of cock and ball torture, but you might be surprised at how many do enjoy it. Since my strip club frowns upon screaming in the VIP room, I felt seemed safer to mutilate his dick and balls at home. Alex did not have a clue how extreme I could go.  Castration phone sex callers inspire me daily and fuel my revenge fantasies. Alex appeared to be just like one of my callers. A simp who knows his cock cannot pleasure any woman. Or an extreme pervert who wants to check himself before he wrecks himself.

I Love Extreme Ball Busting and Cock Mutilation

I do not care why you want cock and ball torture if you pay me. The money helps, but sometimes I would do it for free because it helps me deal with my repressed anger over daddy and his friends, and men like my former master. I strapped Alex to a surgical table that I purchased last year at an auction. He seemed impressed that I had all sorts of devices designed to hurt and destroy his worthless junk.

I put one of those castration bands farmers use for sheep and cattle around his balls. Slowly his balls turned blue, purple and eventually black. Once they go black, those balls remain dead for life. They may not fall off, but they will never aid in an erection again. This process mimics a chemical castration. While his balls went through the necrification process, I lubed a sounding device up with Icy Hot and put it down his piss hole. Good thing I had him restrained properly because he almost came off the table from the pain.

He started to have second thoughts about such extreme cock and ball torture phone sex, but I knew I would not turn back. He paid me way too well for me to walk away. I did the job he wanted. Turned the juice off in his balls. Created pain. And mutilated his cock. And I loved every minute of it. Who is next?

Evil phone sex slut Stephanie

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I’m here for the twisted, evil phone sex freaks that need a limitless whore to help them fulfill their sick fantasies. I just got back from a date that pissed me off and I’m ready to take my frustrations out on whoever I encounter first. Nothing like a loser with a micro dick to ruin what could have been a good time. I didn’t say anything when he pulled out that little 3 inch mini weenie for me to suck. I acted like everything was fine and put my lips around it like I was going to suck him off. Instead of giving him hot, sloppy-toppy, I sunk my teeth down into the base of his shaft, as hard as I could until they tore through the skin and met together. I locked my jaw and pulled back suddenly, ripping his tiny thingy off in my mouth. He was screaming like a little bitch and flailing around. There was a thick spray of blood across my face and tits, dripping from my chin and nipples. I chewed the tiny thing up like a piece of bubble gum and then spit it right in his face while laughing at him and telling him how truly useless he is now. I knew that I couldn’t just leave him there, all dickless and more pathetic than I found him. The world has enough losers already. I waited until he was in shock and bleeding out before I made a deep slice across his throat and slit it wide open. I left him there to get all stiff and cold while I dipped out and went about my life. I’m just some random slut he met on a dating app and he’s just some loser they’ll find tomorrow, mutilated in a dirty hotel room without the slightest clue who did it.    I got my revenge on the little dick bitch but I’m still shaking with rage, horny as fuck and ready to inflict more pain on others. Give me a call and tell me your ideas for how we can snuff someone out together. I know you have a wife, girlfriend or even some offspring for me to mutilate. As long as you have a decent size in your pants, you’ll have the pleasure of plowing my pussy while I’m strangling whoever we chose to snuff together.

 

Strangulation Phone Sex: Pushing Kinky Boundaries

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Strangulation phone sex is so fucking hot to talk about because it’s erotic torture. I remember the first time is happened to me. I was on the bed getting the shit fucked out of me when he collapsed in a fit of orgasm, his forearm on my neck. It cut of my air supply briefly and when he realized, he apologized profusely. In that moment, I had a mixture of panic and arousal. That was the tame version obviously because you need more than that, something more extreme. A belt or a sheet will work for sure. Ah… you like the belt to put around my neck. Make it tight enough, so I can barely talk. Your dick is rock hard seeing me like this. Grab the end of it as you ram your cock inside my slutty slit. you slide in so easily cause I’m loving the tightness around my neck. My throat may be sore the next day but I don’t give a shit. You’re choking the life out of me and plowing my pussy all the way up to my cervix. Take out all your aggression on me. I wanna be gasping and pleading for air when you’re getting ready to bust a nut in me. Ride me rough, like an animal in heat! I can’t get enough. It feels so good to be taken like this since I can’t move. My whore hole is taking a good drilling with your dick , as you pull on the belt. I can’t breathe, but you’re so close it makes me squirt all over your fuck pipe. Feeling my sex coating your cock, you pull out and shove it in my shitter, exploding immediately as I gasp for air. Maybe, next time I’ll pass out.