Tag: Torture sex

Killer phone sex with the best makes a big mess

Killer phone sexWho am I? The Killer phone sex Queen, Daddy. I know you need my help; your daughter is a handful, isn’t she? Now she’s at that prime age, and she is driving you crazy. It’s a good thing you have me to help you. Bring her over; I’ll get her dressed right. I’ll put her in a lacy white negligee with some bright red lipstick. I’ll guide her to the altar. I’ll be sure to tie her to the sacrificial bed tightly.
Poor little thing will be screaming in fear, and I bet as soon as she sees you, she will give in. Since I was the one who prepped her for our little ritual, Daddy got to fill her in on what was going to happen to her. Tell her the Torture sex she is going to endure. I’ll get your cock rock hard and force it into her little wet hole.
I know the screams alone will make me cum, but since she is our slave now, let’s make it bloody. Your cock is way too big for her little asshole, so I want you to slam it in there, one hard big thrust inside. And then I want you to jackhammer that shit till she bleeds.

Castration Phone Sex Because Manhood is Overrated

castration phone sexGuys ask me every day what my specialty is, and I tell them castration phone sex. Your body, my pleasure. I do not believe you are entitled to your balls or your cock. Hell, some of you I do not even think deserve to live. But I enjoy torture, so I will hurt you for hours before I put you out of my misery.

I met James last night. Now I have not met him before. A girl I know asked me to release James from his manhood. And I never have a problem doing that. Manhood is overrated. This guy dumped her. I mean not a nice break up. He publicly humiliated her and ruined her name. Or tried to. And he cheated on her with her former best friend. It was some serious Dawson Creek shit. Not my scene at all. I am a no drama snuff porn bitch. But I took this job because Miranda paid me and I like her. She is a fellow Goth girl.

Manhood is Overrated

And I take care of my own. Some one needs too. Men need to learn that they are here because of us. We bring them into this world, and we can take them out of this world. And I took James out. But not before I tortured his junk with my knives. I drugged his drink as he flirted with me at the bar. By the time he got in my car, he passed out. I’m stronger than I look. So, I dragged him to my dungeon. He woke up when my cold knife hit his cock.

Cock and ball torture sex I excel at and love to inflict. I carved his cock up until it looked like a raw piece of meat. I peeled his balls like potatoes. Eventually, I did take his balls for my collection. He died from blood loss. And I fed him to my animals. The world needs less dick heads in the world. And I am taking care of loser men one dick at a time.

Torture sex goes deep and makes me ache

I live for Torture sex, for the exquisite agony that consumes my every waking moment. As a hot snuff slave whore, it is my duty, nay, my privilege, to endure the most violent, sadistic torments imaginable at the hands of my ruthless Master. I crave the feeling of his heavy leather belt slicing across my tender flesh, leaving bloody welts in its wake. Torture sexBut even a good slave like myself is not immune to punishment. No matter how diligently I serve my Master, no matter how many depraved acts I submit to, he always finds reason to discipline me further. It’s as if my suffering is the very air he breathes. And oh, how I ache for it!
When Master Daddy gets mad, he needs to take it out on me. He says it reminds me of my place. I think this time around, he really damaged me. I doubt he can make me a breeding whore after how he furiously impaled me. He took this long, thick rod and fucked me endlessly. There I was, hanging from the ceiling; I could hear my blood dripping on the floor.
He would use all his strength to penetrate me. The worst is when he twists it inside. He tore me up badly because it wasn’t just that rod he used. He loves a bloody cunt, and my bloody Snuff sex slave cunny got a Daddy pounding. My Master’s cruelty knows no bounds, and neither does my devotion to him. I long for the day when he will snuff out my miserable existence in the most agonizing way possible just to savor the final, exquisite moment of my suffering. For a slave like me, there is no sweeter release than that.

Taboo Phone Sex Might Just Cost You Your Balls

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is the only kind for me. No vanilla shit is offered here. Men are stupid. They see a Goth girl and think they can just fuck her. Like we are desperate for their fucking average cock. And men who think no means yes. I guess they did not get the memo that no means no.

So, when Gary hit on me at a bar last night, I knew he would get a free ball removal from me. Now, if he had understood no meant no, he would still have his testicles. But this asshole kept pressing his luck. And finally, I let him think he wore me out. Sometimes, men act so pathetic and desperate. I guess they are a slave to their dicks.

Balls are a Privilege Not a Right

Well, Gary will no longer be a slave to his balls because he no longer has them. So that means his dick will never get hard again. Without the balls, the dick hangs like a limp noodle forever. I went back to Gary’s place with him. I’m always strapped with knives, so no one ever gets away with anything with me. I convinced the loser to 69 with me. The first time I ever had a loser’s balls that close to my face, but I did not want him to see the castration phone sex coming. And he did not see it coming either.

His dick and his balls dangled in front of my face. Even though I did not want him anywhere near my cunt, I needed him to learn a lesson. So, I sucked it up. Although, I planned on using my knife to cut his balls off, I had a change of heart. I still planned on castrating him. But instead of my knife, I decided to bite his balls off. It’s messy. And painful. But fun. At least fun for me.

Men Who Do Not Take No for an Answer Lose Their Balls

My teeth tore through that thin skin at the base of his cock. He tried to get off me, but like a Pitbull, I did not let go. He could not shake me. Once my teeth managed to rip his ball sack off, I pushed him off me. He covered my face in blood. Not the first time. And it will not be the last time that someone’s blood coated my body. He laid on the other side of the bed like a rag doll. Limp and looking dead. But I did not kill him. He just went into the shock from the loss of blood and pain.

I cauterized the wound with a lighter. Then I left. Although I could have enjoyed the torture sex longer, I wanted to wash his blood off me. And the smell of his worthless sack. Luckily, I never got pulled over. A cop would know by the look of me that I committed a crime. Hopefully Gary learned a lesson, even if he learned it the hard way.

The best Ass rape porn is made with virgin ass

Ass rape porn Ass rape porn with the victims I pick will make us filthy and rich. Hehehe, I like to be evil, to inflict pain and terror, that’s why I am such a fantastic mistress. When I’m on camera, I go above and beyond for our audience. We can even shock the hardest perverts.
I’ll grab a slut who’s cunt is tighter than a drum and a sweet virginal asshole. I want us to take turns ruining that little bitch. My strap-on will go first to grease up her hershey highway and once shes nice and gaped, you’ll get your turn violently violated the little bitch.
Get your Torture sex dungeon ready, I want all the tools out for playtime. Whips, chains and whatever else you have to make the whore suffer. Remember, she is disposable. All she is good for is suffering,  made to be brutalized and destroyed for your sick pleasure. We’ll make that little cunt a snuff star!

 

 

Snuff Porn a Bloody Fun Fucking is The Best

Snuff porn is a right of passage to be a filthy accomplice to my new owner as a bimbo prostitute. This time around I am getting little girls lured into the crack way. Just helping them out with getting addicted. I help my owner/ Pimp/ dealer get the sweet piece of ass he craves.

Last night we finished off a filthy little slut. Obviously the slut wanted to be a start. We only cast one hit wonders. And her debut was her final chance at stardom. Just a virgin and that ass so sweet for the tapping.

Really, it was too fucking bad such a fine piece of ass proved to be too good to let live. Of course I did not wish to lose my spotlight as owners favorite. Finally I got to make my appearance. But this time I would not be the victim.

After some grueling hard core ass fucking and pussy destruction sex of that precious young black girl, so was finished. In the final moments of Owners load that little sex kitten lost her head.

Well, I kind of whacked her head right off that little brown girl body of hers. And Then I grabbed her by the hair and held it up and french kissed that bleeding dead mouth. She tasted soo sweet.

Snuff porn

Sex with dead bodies gets unc off

My uncle just loves having Sex with dead bodies. I don’t know if it is because they’re limp or the process to sniff them. But he always busts when they finally are limp and cold. I’m always his accomplice do I started watching. After I tie him up, my uncle rips his clothes off. “Wake up bitch, time for some fun” my unc say as he slaps the young slut he napped. She was stunned with tears coming down her face. “Tonight, you will learn what and anal bitch is” my unc said sadisticly laughing.

Sex with dead bodies

“Come lube this cock up niece” he instructs me to do while spanking young ass. I know I have to do everything my uncle says or I get punished. Therefore, I made sure to suck his cock deep in my throat. Using spit and saliva to make sure it was really wet. “That’s perfect, now spread her ass open” he says with a smirk on his face. As I held her ass cheeks open my uncle rammed his cock deep inside her. Her screams were muffled but I knew my uncle was fucking her hard. Because I could smell the blood dripping from her bald cunty and her body was shaking all over.

“That’s it, milk me bitch” my uncle said as he wrapped his hands around her neck and started to strangle her. Ad her body shook and fight for air my uncle had a big smile as he kept ramming her little young body. Soon she stopped moving and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. “Fuck that’s it bitch, get tighter and grip this cock” my unc said as continued to ram her. Her body started to get pale, and my uncle let out a big grunt. I know that sounds, he was filling her up. But he didn’t get rid of her body for two days he fucked her like a fuck doll. Until she started to rot. “Time for a new fuck toy” he said as he prepared to get rid of her. 

Torture Sex Excites Me So I Prolong Your Pain and Suffering

Torture sex excites me. A caller recently asked me how I turned so dark. And I would say it is part nature and part nurture. Plus, genetics.  My grandpa was a sadist. And he groomed me once he saw my potential when I was still a schoolgirl. Although I never tortured animals, I checked all the other boxes for future serial killer. I like animals more than people. In fact, animals serve as my accomplices. No better way to dispose of a body than wildlife. They eat the evidence of a crime. Essentially, they hide the bodies for me.

I acted impulsively with my first kill. Killed this bully in a fit of rage. She made my life living hell for years. And I long fantasized about killing her. But I never did until that one day I snapped. My killer phone sex instincts kicked in.  I ran home holding a bloody knife and covered in blood. Luckily for me, my grandpa assisted me. He moved the body. Fed this dead bitch into a woodchipper. And to this day she remains a missing person.

No one ever found a body. And they never found any evidence of foul play. The police assumed either she was kidnapped for sex trafficking persons, or perhaps some P man kidnapped her and took her out of state. She could have just run away too. Nope. She became fertilizer for grandpa’s garden. Of course, I became a suspect. Everyone knew she bullied me for years. But grandpa provided me with an alibi. Although my grandpa shared my killer instincts, as the warden of the local prison, the police held him in high esteem. He was one of them.

My Grandpa Mentored Me as a Schoolgirl. He Honed My Killer Instincts

But he was not one of them because he ran cruel experiments on inmates. And he killed people for fun. However, he did have a code like Dexter. Not quite as stringent as Dexter’s code, but he never killed innocents. He killed criminals, assholes, predators and anyone who harmed him or his family. And that included a bunch of mean girls. I killed one mean girl and more popped up. So, grandpa helped me hone my killer instincts.

Under his wing, I learned how to make snuff porn and get away with it. And I learned how to torture victims. Grandpa did not believe in quick kills. He got off on the pain and suffering of his victims. And now that gets me off too. Sure, sometimes I must kill quickly to avoid detection, but the best kills take hours, even days because so I can savor the torture. Perhaps, I can teach you how to get away with murder too. Time for me to pay it forward.

Medical Fetish Phone Sex Leaves Your Cock Mutilated

medical fetish phone sexMedical fetish phone sex, I can really sink my teeth into. Now, that is because I am a sadistic bitch who enjoys extreme CBT. Honestly, my favorite thing is mutilating worthless cocks, and loser small ones too. Not every cock I experiment on is small. Many are, but this guy last night sported a big dick. However, his predatory behavior landed him in the hot seat with me.

Just another guy who thinks he is entitled to fuck any woman he wants. These incel men are the worst. They think the world owes them pussy. So, they take what they want. No incel I have ever met did not need cock and ball torture sex. When he woke up, he found himself heavily restrained, and groggy from the roofie he tried to put in another girl’s drink. He did not see me switch their beers. Some men can outsmart a girl. But never me. I have eyes in the back of my head. Plus, I can spot the predators a mile away.

Leave it to a Sadistic Bitch to Mutilate Your Junk

This wannabe force fucker had a big cock. But he simply sported a mutilated dick about half its size by the time I finished with him. The first thing I did was use a large sounding device dipped in Icy Hot and shoved it down his pee hole. His tears looked real. I am sure the pain was real too. That had to hurt. But I wanted it to hurt. And I had just begun.

The second thing I did involved razor blades. I made tiny cuts on his cock and his balls. Then I dumped rubbing alcohol on his carved-up dick to make it really sting. More tears. This man I planned to leave alive so he would not prey on women again. But even a mutilated cock can bounce back. So, that is why castration phone sex followed. I neutered the asshole. I enjoy castration most when my victim lives. That way every time he take a piss he gets a reminder that he will never fuck or jack off again.

 

My punishment for being a bad slave was gangbang Torture sex

Torture sexTorture sex is going to punish my pussy so bad. My life was supposed to be all about obeying my Master’s every command, no matter how degrading or humiliating. But I failed him. I got knocked up, and not in the way he intended. He wanted me to be his breeding whore, but my cunt didn’t obey. I lost it. Now, here I am, facing the consequences of my disobedience. My Master has decided that we need to start all over again.
He will train me properly this time, and I’m afraid he might just get rid of me if I don’t comply. The thought of suffering horrible pain with snuff porn scares me shitless. As his hot snuff whore slave, I’ve endured countless humiliations and perversions at the hands of my Master and his friends. But nothing could have prepared me for the punishment he had in store for me this time around. It was a gangbang session, and it was designed to break me down and make me submit completely. I was tied up, helpless, as one after another, they took turns fucking me, filling me up with their cum.
It hurt so much, but I couldn’t scream or protest. That would only make things worse. All I could do was take it and hope I would somehow survive this ordeal. And then, as if the physical pain wasn’t enough, they started discussing my fate. They debated whether I was worth keeping as a breeding whore or if I was just Snuff sex meat, good for nothing but suffering and death. The thought of being discarded like trash, used up, and then thrown away, terrified me. But even in my darkest moments, I couldn’t help but cum.