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A Mother’s Damage

Taboo phone sex

Where does it all being? With your Mother of course.  Sigmund Freud was right about a lot of things.  A Mother’s love can be a wonderful thing, but sometimes a Mother’s love can fuck you in the head so badly you turn into one of the most deviant fucks of all time.  Aren’t Mother’s great?!?! I don’t have any cuntlings of my own.  I don’t want any either, can you imagine a little me running around? Fuck no.  I mean, I guess I could teach them how to be like me, which might be fun, but all that other bullshit that goes along with it? That’s a huge Nope.

I have a friend who we all call “Sausage”.  Is it because he has a big dick? Nope. It is the opposite in fact.  He is messed up and seriously crazy. Dude has been in mental institutions for crimes before.  He can be pretty fun to hang out with once in a while.  I met Sausage at a party, he was in the corner all alone, drinking straight from a vodka bottle.  I sat down next to him, and when he turned to look at me I could tell he was way off.  He was motherfucking creepy.  I even told him that to which he replied, “You have no idea.” Then he handed me the bottle.  I got to know him and he would tell me the many fucked up things his Mother would do to him from when he was young.  He hated her.

Once in a while he would ask me if I would show him my tits.  I would, didn’t bother me in the least.  He would sometimes suck on them, but he never did anything else.  He didn’t try to dry hump me, or rub on his tiny dick, he would just suck on them and close his eyes.  Then after a few minutes we would go back to drinking and talking.

Then the day came when he went into great detail about his Mother’s death.  Turns out Sausage killed his Mother.  It wasn’t just a quick shot to the head type of deal either.  The man took his time.  She used to bite his cock and balls when he was tiny, so the first thing he did to her was to pull out her teeth.  Had her tied up and pulled out her fucking teeth, one at a time.  Do you realize how long that would take to do that, and the strength that would involve? Then he moved to her tongue, used some sort of garden snips or something like that.  He said he shoved her own tongue up her ass. He mutilated that bitch. This went on and on, until finally he couldn’t keep her alive anymore so he tossed her at the dump.  

He told me that when he was sent to the mental hospital for killing her he was happy.  For the first time in his life he was truly happy.  The only thing he didn’t touch on her body were her tits.  He said because they were too perfect to harm.  That is why he wants to see my tits some times, because mine remind him of his Mother’s.  I don’t care of course, as long as he doesn’t end up shoving my own tongue up my own ass, everything is good.

What Some Candy Little Bitch?

Taboo phone sex

So many juicy little cunts out there, so little time to fuck with them.  What is it with them and candy? How utterly stupid can you be to put yourself in danger over some fucking candy? It happens, a lot more than what you may think.  It makes for easy pickings.  The trick to it working is that you can’t look like a fucking weirdo, or creeper when offering.  Plus, you never approach, you let them come to you. I’ll give you a for instance …

I was waiting for my bus when I pulled out some hard candy.  I wasn’t thinking anything of it.  I noticed a little one with their Mother watching me.  I smiled, they smiled back.  I saw the Mom look at me and I said, “I think they want a piece of my candy.”  The Mom and I made some small talk then she let me give the little snot a piece.  Then the Mom’s phone rang, you know how people get when they are on their phones, they pay no attention. I started talking to the sticky faced shit seated next to me.  The whole time the Mom never looked back at us.  I waited for about ten minutes then I did what any self respecting twisted deviant minded woman would do.  I asked “Miss Sticky Face” if she wanted more candy.

You should of seen the look on her face.  It was pure joy, and I couldn’t wait to smash it off that tiny head of hers.  I put my hand out, she took it.  As we made our way around the corner the Mom was still on the phone, laughing.  I wondered if she would be laughing that hard when the newspapers reported finding the mangled body of her little bitch.

Torture Sex is My Religion

torture SexTorture sex is my religion. I am a total dark pain slut. I do shit I know could get me killed. I answered a fetish modeling ad on the dark net last week. Any ad on the dark net could end up with me dead. Guys troll for dumb bimbos like me. I am not really that dumb, however. They just think no woman would really want that much pain and torture, but then they never met a woman like me. I have been a cutter all my life. I was daddy’s fuck slave and punching bag before I was even a school girl yet. I have grown up with pain. I crave it now and my threshold has only increased. That is why I am on the dark net hooking up with men for torture fun. Regular Joes can’t fathom the kind of pain I can endure. The kind of pain I want. Thursday night, I showed up at the warehouse I was told to be at. It was dilapidated and filled with cobwebs and creepy crawlies. I followed the light. There I met three men who just introduced themselves as Master 1, 2 and 3. Their faces were obscured by leather masks. I saw the torture chamber and it made my cunt wet. Knifes, blow torches, rope, clamps and piercing needles. They tied me up spread eagle to an old wooden board. They bound my tits so tightly that they immediately turned blue and purple. My pussy was juicy from the pain. They cut my flesh, gave me electric shocks and burned my hair. They wanted me to beg for mercy, not plead for more. I knew they had never seen a whore like me before. When they all started fucking me at once, my ass rape porn star side shined. I begged for all three dicks in my ass at once. They gave up. They were pussies. They could have killed me if they wanted too, but they either wussed out or didn’t want me to enjoy the pain. You won’t wuss, out will you?

Sealing The Deal

Evil phone sexMy boss had an important deal on the table with a local contractor. This was a huge deal with lots of money attached to the deal. It was really important for my boss to nail this. He was on my ass all week and punishing me when I was not moving fast enough to get things ready and set up for the meeting. Usually, when he has big deals my services are needed to ensure the deal. I am a pain slut sex addict 3 hole whore. I walk in there and let them know I will do anything at all it takes to make sure they do business with my boss. I let them know how rough I love it and how much I crave their cock.

Autumn Air Brings Killer Phone Sex

Killer phone sexI step outside tonight and took a deep breath. I noted the slight chill in the air and looked over to the tree beside my apartment. I noticed a few leaves had already made their descent onto the ground. I felt a chill up my spine but a aching between my legs. Fall is arriving and I know exactly what that means. I’m not sure why but I notice during this time of the year men tend to be more animalistic and give into their really dark desires. I find more willing men to inflict those fantasies and craving onto me. I guess in a way it’s my favorite time of the year, in fact since I stepped outside I haven’t really been able to stop touching myself, thinking about all of the nasty things I got up to last year. Not to mention the really hot intense Killer phone sex that the Fall wind blows my way. I don’t think it’s a coincidence I do believe there is some dark power that drives men during this time of the year. So fight it, but other embrace it allowing their dark instincts to surface. I bet you are feeling them creeping up on you now, that’s why you are here. It’s ok don’t be ashamed to think about afflicting horrors onto me. I invite evil in, take me and do as you wish.  Even now I type up my invitation slowly as my free hand toys with my eager pussy, twisting and tugging just to feel a little pain. I need you to understand that I have always looked for those who appreciated my affection for the dark and my craving for death. This is the best time of the year for me to really connect with those like minded. I can’t wait to die by your hand soon.

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Being Evil Is Wrong But Feels So Right

Snuff Phone SexTrust me I understand how arousing it is to have the power of one’s life in your hands. Knowing that they are your play thing only for as long as you want. That sense of rush you feel when you know it’s about time to just put a end to it and really give into your temptation. I recognize the look on your face when you are thinking of all the different ways you could end my life. It must be annoying that you can only pick one. Death is awfully permanent no getting around that…except with me you can. I can be your plaything as you kill me off in multiple ways again and again. A dream come true for me, and mounds of pleasure for you.

My Sadistic Nightmare

 

Sadistic phone sex

I’ve been having these nightmares about you taking me in the middle of the night out of my bedroom. I’ve been having these dreams that turn into Nightmare about you tying me up and poking me with sharp objects. And every time that you poked me you draw blood, those dreams are intoxicating they are sometimes liberating. Whenever I wake up, and I touch my body sometimes I feel like you’re still coming for me you know that I know you’re mind, you know that I’ve seen your evils genuinely in my dream. I feel like you’re out there waiting to get me waiting to punish me and make me your necrophilia next victim. I know that you look at my ass and you see what you want to slash I see that you look at my nipples and think about biting them off. You’re out there why are you torturing me why are you tormenting my dreams taking over the way that I remember. I’m lost just somewhere in the woods I smell you, and you just smell horrible. You smell like ass and, bacon fat you are slimy, and you feel like fucked up goo. You’re disgusting that’s why you could never get a woman of your own, so you have to stalk and hunt me down like an animal. I woke up last night drenched in sweat from running from you in my dreams. Every time I hear your voice I have a nightmare your mind is so incredibly sadistic. You are a demon, you are a twisted demonic vessel sieving on Earth. Every time I hear you breathing over my helpless body I quiver, and you like it. You want to listen to me cry you love to hear the sounds of my body moaning in pain, it conjures pleasure in you. You are my sadistic nightmare

Treated Like Trash

Home invasion phone sex

 

I’m a dirty fucking white slut, and I love to fuck black cocks black cocks can’t get enough of me either. I don’t care about black bitches those whores are not Queens to me. You fucking big butt big tit disgusting low-life trash bitches make me so upset. All those black bitches love to call me a horny little jealous trailer trash harlot, but I don’t care I’m still going to fuck your husbands and boyfriends and baby daddies. Black guys treat me like shit they fuck me and throw me around and beat me and I love it. I can’t help myself I’m just that kind of nasty fucking vicious whore. I let black men pee on me I beg them to spit in my face and wash my face off in the toilet. I love gang-rape fantasies with a bunch of big black cocks. All of you pretentious sluts that think you’re too good to get fucked by big black dicks, I want you to know that you’re missing out altogether. Black guys from the ghetto love to treat white girls like we’re trashy whores and I can’t get enough. I am a cheap whore, straight from the trailer trash territory, and my dad hates black guys. I love black guys so much that I bring them around my father and he gets so mad. I wear really really short skirts with no panties on in front of my dad, and I let my black boyfriend stick their dicks out in front of him. My dad says I’m so disrespectful I guess that’s why he ties me up and fucks me with his white fucking cock. Yes, I live a demented life because I’m a fucking blue-eyed devil and if you don’t like it you can suck my ass.

I Needed More

Bloody phone sex I went with this guy to his house last night to have some nasty brutal fucking. I told him I loved it rough and how I get so fucking wet when pain is inflicted on my sadistic body. He was a big strong black dude and I thought for sure he would be a horny sadistic mother fucker on my white slutty body and brutalize the fuck out of me. He was rough slapped me around a few times, gave me a few kicks, punched me and dragged me around by my hair but that was all he did. he didn’t even tear my flesh. I enjoyed the beating but all in all, it was pretty lame and rated G. I needed more I was no were satisfied. He was asleep next to me and I snuck out to his kitchen to find a nice sharp serrated knife. I snuck back in the room and stood by the edge of the bed. I took the knife and started cutting my fleshy tits as soon as I could feel the blood start to drip my cunt responded. My moans escaped my mouth loudly to only wake him up. He was shocked to see what I was doing to myself but that did not stop me from jumping on him. I gave him the knife and told him to start cutting away on my skanky body as I fucked the shit out of him.

Violent Phone Sex

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Today when I got home from school no one was home, and I was so relieved maybe I could make it through the day without being violated. Since I was so relaxed I decided to go swimming, but it turned out that I wasn’t alone. Once I was in the pool I started feeling like I was being watched. I went under the water to get my hair wet, and that’s when he attacked. My foster brother jumped into the water, and held my head under. He held me under for what seemed like forever. My lungs felt full of water, I felt my life slipping away from me. That’s when he yanked me out of the water. He used the fact that I was choking up water as an advantage to bend me over the side of the pool. He growled that he never fucked in a pool before. I struggled, but it was no use, he was way stronger than me. He rammed his cock into my ass so hard that I could feel my anus ripping and bleeding. I screamed and screamed for help. Just when it felt useless someone was entering the yard. It was the hot neighbor from across the street. YES! Finally someone was coming to save me, or so I thought. He joined us in the pool, and turned to my foster brother. He said “what aren’t you gonna share”. My foster brother replied, “you can have her when I’m finished.” The neighbor told him he had a better idea. The neighbor got out of the pool and pulled my face up to look at him. He said, “I can’t wait to feel that pretty little mouth of yours.” Forcing my mouth open, he shoved his rock hard dick into my mouth. A piece of me died in that pool, but honestly I kind of liked it. I wish that neighbor boy would save me more often.