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Torture sex with a pain whore

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Tear my asshole apart, shove that big ass cock and make me bleed on your dick. I love fucking when I’m on my period. The look of blood while fucking makes my pussy so wet.

I want blood coming out of me and going in me. Slice me up and pound me hard till I can no longer feel anything from all the rush and the adrenaline pumping thru me.

Whenever I pass out, I cum extra hard. It began accidentally when I got beaten so badly by my ex-boyfriend. He began to use me and fucking me up like the slut I am.

I wanted to be his excellent girl, but he began whaling on me one day and made me pass out on the verge of climax

when I woke up. I was still orgasming. Now I look forward to anal pounding and sex so good that it makes me pass out mid-orgasm.

Anal Rape Fantasy On Goth Teen

I was a gothic teen when I was young and the hottie slut all men drooled over. When I was babysitting one night, I decided to drink from the parent’s liquor cabinet while the brats were asleep and no noise around. I started playing with my cunt when there was a knock at the door. I checked no one was there so I went back to masturbating. That is when someone jumped on top of me, covered my mouth and tied my hands. He pulled a knife out and cut my shirt off and pants. He pushed me on my tummy and forced my legs open, I felt his cock being forced into my ass. The pain of him ripping my asshole open with his fat cock shot up my body but I concentrated on the knife he had. He was fucking me rough and hard, my hands got loose. That is when I was able to rip the knife from his hand and shove into his arm.

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He fell off of me and I jumped up and stomped on his dick and balls. I made him tie himself to the table, that is when I cut his dick off, gave him a new pussy and shoved it into his mouth. He used me to make his anal rape fantasy come true, so he was going to remember it forever just like I did. Now I’m a sadistic bitch who makes men like him have brand new pussies to fuck.

I’m A Cock Cruncher!

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When I feel like I need a little excitement in my life I like to go to my local glory hole for some cock crunching! Yes, that’s right I don’t go there like most other girls to suck cock, I go there exclusively to crunch a cock between my teeth. I love the way a big bouncy cock feels between my teeth as I bite down hard making my victim screech in pain. Sometimes I even grab on to their balls and twist them until they pop! When my mouth fills with blood and sometimes even cum at the same time, my sadistic little twat throbs in excitement! I only go to glory holes to crunch cocks and smash balls making any unsuspecting hard cock my victim purely for my own enjoyment!

Babysitter Rape Fantasy Whore!

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This weekend while babysitting some older teen boys I got myself force fucked! I don’t usually babysit older teens but this time I was asked to keep an eye on them over the weekend while their parents went away. I had no idea what I signed up for with these boys! I thought since they were closer to my age they would listen to me and be respectful but that wasn’t the case at all. As soon as I arrived they were drinking their parents liquor and watching porn on the family tv. When I tried to tell them not to they ignored me, they invited their friends over and when I told them to turn down the music they forced me into their parents bed, stripping off my clothes and holding me down while they stroked their cocks hard. I knew what they had in mind and I won’t lie, my pussy was soaking wet from the idea of getting all these boys off inside me. The fucked me for hours, taunting me and making me squirt for them, it was the best babysitting job ever!

Forced to be His Ass Rape Porn Star

ass rape pornHe said I had an ass for ass rape porn. I told him my days of being a submissive bitch for all men were over. I told him that he needed to find another ass to abuse because he was not worthy of mine. He was not wanting to hear that. He thought he was all that and a bag of chips, but he was a loser in my opinion. That is why I walked away from him, or I tried at least. He followed me out of the club and ran me off the road. It was dark, so at first, I struggled to see who had pushed me off the road. I was in a ditch, when he came up the driver side and pulled me out of my car with force. He drugged me after he dragged me kicking and screaming out of my car. I woke up in his dungeon. I had no clue where I was, but I knew this was not good for me. He started insulting me. Telling me I was nothing but a blonde bimbo who forgot her place. He put a belt around my next and squeezed it fast, choking me. I could barely breathe. I had no clue who this guy was or why he picked me. Maybe he likes a challenge. Maybe I represented all the bitches who have snubbed him before. I was in for some snuff sex though because he had me tied down to a bench with my ass in the air. He was stronger than he looked. Perhaps, he was on meth or something. His adrenaline was pumped, and my ass paid the price. I fought the best that I could, but he had me tied up well. Plus, the constant strangulation with his belt made me weak because I was passing out every couple of minutes. He held me captive all night. Honestly, I was not sure that I would make it home ever again. But he grew tired of me and released me back into the wild like an animal he tortured. One of these days, this taboo phone sex whore will not be so lucky. I swear I have more lives than a cat.

Quite a hostile situation

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I enjoy the amenities in my community. I love to sunbathe even though it is not great for me. It doesn’t matter cause my brain is so fried. You may wonder why I would admit to such a thing but see, and I realize it’s true. Authority is all for a man. The pain inflicted on women is how it should be, and I learned that notion early on, so when I went to the pool and encountered a macho guy who was ready to control me, I didn’t look at possibly being in danger. I approached and saw another Tennant belligerently inebriated. He could tell I was watching his antics as I had smeared a fresh layer of sun tanning oil. I shyly looked away, and that angered him. The tenant came over and grabbed me by the neck, picked me up, and began to use me in broad daylight. He slapped me and bent me over, and began to teach me a lesson for snooping and being nosey. I couldn’t believe my screams fell on death’s ears. I knew someone had heard my cries, but no one came to rescue me. I was instead in the perfect scenario for a torture sex crime.

Gothic Phone Sex Torture

gothic phone sexGothic phone sex is my jam. I am a dark bitch. I got my love for all things Gothic from my grandpa. He was a fan of old Gothic horror films and novels. But he went back further too. He liked medieval torture. He would always tell me that they just do not kill people the way they use too. He meant legally sanctioned death penalty killings. He would tell me that the modern death sentence was boring. He never believed death should be humane and painless. I must agree with him. I mean if you commit a heinous crime, shouldn’t your death be equally as heinous? I live for torture sex. Think about it. The rack, the stocks, hanging, drawn and quartering, pendulums, iron sarcophaguses, and the pear of anguish were brutal ways to die. They included pain and suffering, and often bloodletting. Those were deaths that would deter crime. My grandpa had to kill his inmates by the electric chair and later by lethal injection. He preferred the smell of charred skin and soiled pants, LOL. I got my love for human pain from him. I grew up watching him carry out death sentences as the warden of a prison. He always told me the punishment should fit the crime. That is my motto today. If a guy tries to force fuck me, I chop up his cock and balls. Castration phone sex fits the crime of thinking I want your little willy.  The eye for an eye philosophy was law of the land for centuries. If you made punishments painful and heinous, we might be able to deter crime. I know every man who’s nuts I have chopped off, has never committed a sex crime again. Okay, so technically without your balls you cannot fuck but having your nuts chopped off helps keep your dick in your pants, right? I am a crime and punishment kind of girl. I can help your find a fitting punishment for those cock teases you know, for example. Perhaps, exploring your violent rape fantasies would help.

Killer Phone Sex Of Brats

I kill brats and make mama’s cry, You play accomplice and rape fantasize on those tight holes and make bitches scream. We team up, make out and destroy little fuck meats to their worthless little deaths. Make me an offer I couldn’t refuse and I will make you a sacrificer that holds no morals. We have a love affair in blood and gore. Your cock will throb like never before.

We destroy cunts and little baby girl and baby boy assholes and fuck to our deranged blood infested frenzied love affair of blood and gore. It’s ruining little things that I greatly enjoy. And I have a sexual lust for a fellow sadistic that can enjoy the festivities or our Black sabbatical dance of death. Encased in the blood of our victims we fuck like we never fucked before.

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Medical Fetish Phone Sex

medical fetish phone sexI like medical fetish phone sex because I dissect cocks and balls like frogs from my high school biology days. I enjoy cock and ball torture. I am of the philosophy that if you abuse it, you lose it. I am not talking about beating your meat too much. Hell, I am not even talking about force fucking little whores. You try to make me your bitch, you lose your junk. But not quickly. Hell, no. I want it to hurt. I want you to feel the pain. I had another dick wad try to force himself on me. I guess guys like a challenge, or they are just that clueless. When I go to a bar, I am not sending the buy me a drink and take me home and fuck me vibes. I will never send those vibes to any guy. I never get drunk. I am never out of control. I do not need sex like most woman. I am built much differently than the typical chick. So, when some loser comes on to me with some unoriginal line when I am trying to enjoy my bourbon at the bar, he is rarely seen again. Chip is no more. I brought him home, but only to mutilate his junk with some castration phone sex. I tied him to my bed. I peeled the foreskin of his dick with a razor blade. It was torturous for him, but pure joy for me. Of course, I put a sounding device down his urethra too. I am into torture and pain. I bet you could tell that. I took the skin off his dick and balls before I removed the balls and shoved them in his mouth. It was a memorable night full of torture for me. I do not think I could have asked for a better date night. Now, Chip, if he were still alive might not agree, but his opinion never mattered. Just like yours never will either.

Don’t Screw It Up, Guy!

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I always find myself in these positions.  I hate feeling like this, it’s the most useless, submissive urge and desire I ever have inside of me, but I have it, nonetheless.  Sometimes I forget about my bloodlust for just a bit, just long enough to find a stranger who wants to experience my beautiful blossoming body and tight teen pussy.

No, I don’t find a guy who wants to chain me up and degrade me or slap me around until I’m bruised from head to toe.  That’s normal shit for me, getting beaten is part of what fuels me to fuck the world in the first place!  When I submit, it’s to myself, to my desire to take that extra step.  It’s not easy to control, believe you me.

I typically don’t give shits one or two about making a man my meat puppet for the rest of his pathetic existence, it’s my fucking modus operandi, all planned and laid out for me by a dark voice that echoes through my mind.  But there’s a tiny voice in there as well that just doesn’t stop whining and bitching.  It cries for passion and warmth, begs to feel the tender touch and gentle caress of a caring lover who wants nothing more than to give pleasure.  It wails and moans woefully until the dark voice relents and takes a backseat, if only to stop it from bellowing.

Here’s the thing…  Those men are not easy to find on a whim.  Passionate pricks are usually in a relationship that they don’t want to disrupt.  Makes sense.  So, oftentimes when I think I have a guy who can give the soft side of me what it wants, they end up getting rough and doing their domination thing in an effort to make me squeal and scream so they can cum inside of me.  Silly them.

Once the rough stuff starts, the dark voice comes back with a vengeance, slapping the simpering slut in me aside with a “told you so” while it flips her the bird.  After that, there’s no telling what’ll happen to my wannabe alpha fuck pig.  The one thing I do know is that there will be blood.  It’s hard for me to be vulnerable, being gentle is me at my most masochistic.  Don’t screw it up.  You either pound my pussy with passion and affection to quell the beast inside me, or you give in to the slap happy creature in you and suffer the wrath of Willow.