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Torture Sex Halloween Fun

torture sexTorture sex is my hobby. I love inflicting pain. I want to hurt my victims. Not because I want revenge. Honestly, I am never invested enough in anyone enough to go through the hassle of revenge. I just do it for the fun. The truth is that your screams or the screams of a young girl or boy, gets my motor running. I went to a haunted house over the weekend. It was an outdoor event, in the middle of nowhere.  I have gone to this haunted attraction before and have enjoyed it for its remoteness and darkness. I got behind some teen sluts in line. I wanted to stab one of them to death. Not sure which one, but one if not all of them were going to die. I like to rid the world of vacuous teen sluts. They grow up to be gold diggers and cock teases. Waste of space. I was solo this weekend. When I am alone hunting for teen meat, I am not too selective. It becomes more about access and getting away easily. When I am hunting with someone like you, can stalk our prey and find the one that gets your cock the hardest. I am a great accomplice. I can lure any young thing away and explore your rape phone sex fantasies. Once we were in this haunted corn maze / barn, it was pitch black. Only the stars guided us. People were jumping out and giving their best lame scares. In the darkness, social distancing standards were not being followed. Even better. It is like these girls were walking right into my hands. They started screaming at some man dressed in a creepy outfit. I was all in black, hard to see me. I stabbed a few times in the back hitting flesh. As their dying screams blended in with haunted screams, I left the haunted attraction undetected. I read about the massacre the next morning and my pussy got wet.  

Pain Slut Torture Sex

torture sexI am a glutton for punishment. I am a soccer mom and a pain slut. I love torture sex. I love it so much I volunteered to be an experiment for this sick bitch I know. She pays women for sexual torture games and experiments. No medical basis in her experiences. She is just interested in the relationship between women’s ability to cum and pain levels. She has a theory that even the biggest pain slut like me will experience pain to high to cum. I told her I can handle any kind of pain and the more pain, the wetter the pussy. She paid me $500 to test my relationship with pain. She is the smart one. I am the sick one. She attached electrodes all over my body. At first the shocks were small. Did I mention there was always an industrial sized vibrator in my ass and on my cunt? She had the vibrators on warp speed. I was cumming hard even while she shocked me. I was still cumming as I felt my skin frying from the high frequency shock waves. This bitch met her match. I was convulsing. I was drooling. I was shaking. My eyes rolled into the back of my eyes. I was drenched in perspiration. But guess what. This taboo phone sex slut was still cumming. I am a real pain slut. Can you torture me past my comfort?

Kidnapping Phone Sex Fantasy

kidnapping phone sexIt is not just a kidnapping phone sex fantasy.  It happened. I was jogging in my gated community. I hate jogging but I was keeping up the pretense that I am a normal soccer mom. They all jog around here. I just want to look normal so no discovers all my dirty little secrets. In daylight, a mini van pulled up alongside of me and a man jumped out. I was shoved into the back of the van and drugged. I woke up chained and naked. I was in a dungeon. It was cold. I had no blankets; no food; no toilet. I did not even have a bucket to piss in. There was a bowl on the floor, but it was not full of water. It was full of cum. I was scared and I was unsure what was going on. Was I a sex slave? Was I kidnapped for snuff porn? Soon, I knew my purpose. A man came downstairs and told me he had been paid to kidnap and torture me. He would not tell me by who. I asked if it was a drug dealer I owed money to? Was it my stepson who hated me? Then it dawned on me. Any dealer I know would kill me himself. Same for my stepson. This had to be someone who was too squeamish. Some one like my husband. Maybe I had embarrassed him one too many times. Maybe I had not been as clever at hiding my addiction. Maybe he did not appreciate me fucking our boys. My tormentor would not tell me even though I was pleading to know as he cut my flesh and pissed in my wounds. For hours he tortured me. For days, I lived on nothing but cum. Then I was suddenly released. Naked and afraid and still clueless about who had me kidnapped and tortured.

Miss you daddy!

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I don’t know if being in this bedroom is much different than being locked away in the cold lonely dark basement. I’m still alone in here. He hasn’t come home in days. He hasn’t fucked my sweet mouth or tasted my yummy juicy pussy. I haven’t been able to please him in a while. Has he found someone else? Does he not love my pussy anymore? Is it not little enough or tight enough? Do I not suck his dick the way he licks it anymore? Have I been a bad girl, and this is my punishment? I only want to please my daddy and make him cum. I want to make him moan and whisper all those dirty things in my ear. I want to feel daddy’s hands all over my little body, making me moan his name. I miss feeling daddy’s raw swollen cock stretching my tight little bald pussy. I want daddy to keep fucking me repeatedly. Using my little body to make him cum. I want daddy to shoot his load inside of me time and time again to try and get me pregnant. I want to please you daddy. Please cum back to me and use my little body for every single desire you have. I promise to be a good girl. 

Cannibalism Phone Sex Amsterdamned Love

I fucking Love Amsterdam and planned on visiting this past Summer. I hate this fucking pandemic! Anything goes in Amsterdam and some of my favorite serial killers did their sprees in Amsterdam. There is such an anything goes in the whole Netherlands region and Belgium was especially kinky. But my lover a few years back was in Amsterdam, a local and a very psychotic demeanor that I adored. The level of tourism with the red light district and the coffeeshops leaves a wide open abyss of mishaps done by locals. The front windows may be open but what happens in those basements will never be known. My friend lured in the young college girls and other young female single travelers. Lured them with room rental postings. So easy. She would be delighted by the room and the house. It’s so easy for these girls. I met him online and we are both Sadistics. I love that there is so much fuel for what make great snuff movies in Amsterdam and only hope I can return to my playground soon. It was a easy match for the two of us and we have partied with many victims and enjoyed grounding the meat for a local burger joint. It’s the best way to prove yourself to me, it’s killing a girl for me and violating her holes. I will masturbate and once you have ejaculated in her slimy bloody cunt, I will take your blood coated shaft in me.

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Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

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I am constantly barraged with murder phone sex fantasies. I am not a people person. I hate almost everyone. I am anti-social. I have impulse disorder. I am a narcissist. I was diagnosed with a slew of disorders before I finished high school. My parents were worried about me. I take after my maternal grandfather. He was related to Ed Gein. He is the serial killer Psycho is based on. The sadistic gene skipped a generation because my mom was Suzy Homemaker. When I was being bullied at school, my mom said turn the other cheek. My grandpa, however, had a different approach. I have been killing my enemies and any fucktard that gets in my way ever since. I am also a contract killer. I even kill losers with a death wish who are too much of a pussy to off themselves. Last week, a guy found my ad on the Dark Net. He paid me through Bit Coins. I thought we were all set when he backed out. Got too scared. He told me to keep the money. Of course, I would keep the money. It would never be an option to return the money. But when I am paid, I do what I am paid for. I do not care if you get cold feet. I am like Liam Neeson. I have a particular set of skills that I have acquired over my life and those skills make me a nightmare for people like this guy. I found him and I killed him. If you pay me to kill you, I do it quickly. I am in it for the money; your death is just bonus. But if you are even more spineless or annoying than I thought, I am throwing in torture sex for free. I destroyed his body. Cut his cock off and left it in his mouth. The press is having a field day over this unsolved murder. They think it was a mob hit. No. Just a pissed off Goth girl killing.

Ass Rape Porn

Ass rape pornI was a little low on cash and I saw this ad, “$$Girls wanted for Adult Movie$$”

I am no stranger to a good thick hard one and I heard they pay well. So I got all dressed up in my lacy black stockings and high heels and went for my porn star premier!

The smell of sex was everywhere! The floors were sticky and the sheets were stained!

They gave me a pill and a shot of whisky.They said the pill was a triple strength antibiotic that works immediately, just to make sure I am clean, and the shot was to help me relax!

We did a few teaser photos and the whole time, they were grabbing at me, slapping my ass, pawing at my tits, sticking their fingers in my mouth. I was starting to feel very weak and dizzy!

Then my body went limp, I was wide awake but completely paralyzed!

Within minutes, my nipples were hooked to clamps and my hips were belted down! Cameras were placed everywhere and a monitor was right in front of me so that I could watch from every angle!

I was not sure what they were planning! I could not fight…it’s like they wanted me to watch them rape me!

The shock machine was turned on and the intensity was increased until my body began involuntarily twitching!

Then I was suddenly surrounded by cocks!

I watched on the monitor as they filmed the ass rape porn! My cunt was being stretched by two thick rock hard dicks as a third tore my ass to shreds!

My body was being jerked hard with every thrust and the strap was cutting into my skin! My nipples were mutilated and swollen from the clamps!

I was starting to feel it! The pain of being destroyed by those three punishing cocks and the shocks being sent through my tattered tits! The meds were wearing off!

I started to struggle when suddenly that shit stained cock was forced down my throat, gagging me as he held my nose, forcing my mouth open, slamming my face with brown drool running down my cheek!

Then a mass eruption of cock cream hit me like water out of a fire hose, stinging my wounds and then drowning me in a shower of piss as they hosed me off!

When they finished, they unstrapped me, gave me ten bucks and said they would be in touch. Most girls would have been humiliated or insulted but what they don’t know is, I would have done it for free!

 

 

Sadistic Phone Sex

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I was in for some sadistic phone sex. I fucked up. I was trusted with some cocaine. No one should ever trust me with that. It was a lot, so I figured a few pinches would never be noticed. A few pinches turned into a few more pinches and so on. Before long, I was naked snorting coke dust off the floor because I went through it all in a couple days. In my defense, you do not tell a coke whore to watch your coke. I tried to make it up to him. I promised him money. I even offered up my fuck holes. He said nothing would teach me a lesson better than torture sex. He said pain is the only way bitches learn. He tied me spread eagle from a bean in the ceiling. He put a ball gag in my mouth because he did not want to hear my excuses or apologies anymore. He hooked me up to some sort of electric shock machine. He enjoyed watching my body convulse. I pissed myself a few times too. He took a cattle prod and shoved it up my ass. I was twitching, spitting, pissing and shitting all over the place. Shock wands are not meant for the ass. He did not care. This was punishment. He told me I had a death wish messing with his coke. I wanted to be dead. Even high as fuck, I felt every inch of what he did to me. It went on for hours until he let me go. He cut me down and I could not walk. I could barely move. I could smell my singed flesh from the current. I could also smell the shit and piss that expelled from my body. I was ready to run for the hills screaming, “Free at last,” but he was hardly done with my punishment. It is a miracle I survived the night.

Anal Torture Sex with Two Louisville Sluggers

torture sexWhen you are an anal torture sex whore, you are used to large things in your ass. The largest and weirdest thing anyone put up my ass was a baseball bat. Now, a baseball bat might not sound that weird to you, but it was not one bat, but two Louisville Sluggers up my ass at once. The thicker base end is what she put up my ass first, not the handle. Yes, I said she. It was payback. I had fucked her man, just because I could. I know it was like a country western song. Well, being a cocky bitch, I assumed she had no clue I fucked her boyfriend for a week while she was out of town. When I saw her at this club, I bought her a drink. She set me up. She was there for revenge. She drugged me and I woke up in some dark and damp basement, spread eagle, bound and gagged. I am a seasoned anal torture sex slave. I mean I have had 15-inch black cocks in my asshole as well as fists. I did not think she could do anything to me worse than what had already been done to me in the past. I was wrong. I should not have underestimated a woman scorned. Instead of taking a Louisville slugger to both taillights, she took two Louisville Sluggers to my asshole. No lube of course. She double deckered them and rammed them inside me like you would spear a pig about to be roasted over an open flame. She was calling me a whore and cunt the entire time too. Her goal was to ruin my asshole. She wanted to ruin my pussy too.  Since her boyfriend fucked my ass for a week because she does not give up the booty, however, her focus was on destroying my ass with two baseball bats so he would never fuck my ass again. I have had my share of anal torture sex in the past, but this was it. I was done. I was ruined. I never felt pain like that before. She scrambled my insides, prolapsed my ass and left me bleeding and shitting all over the floor. She got her revenge.

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Knife Play Phone Sex for My Weapon of Choice

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex because knives are my weapon of choice. There are so many more uses for a knife than any other weapon. Plus, knives take skill. Anyone with semi-decent aim can shoot a person and kill him or her instantly. Where is the fun in that though? I like the hunt. I enjoy the kill. To fully enjoy any kill, I need it to be prolonged. A bullet to the head and he or she is dead. A knife wound though, well that can take an eternity to bring your victim to his or her demise. Knives have many more uses too. That is why they are my first choice when it comes to weapons of destruction. Knife play phone sex is my favorite for a reason. So many more ways to kill, maim and torture. A gun, not so much variety. I guess you could hit some one in the head with the gun and you could shoot some non-fatal areas like feet and arms to drag out the pain. If you want your victim to endure pain for hours, even days, a knife should be your weapon of choice too. Let me tell you about my victims this week. I was an equal opportunity killer. I killed a young cunt and a 40 something year old predator. Let us start with the girl. She was a young cock tease. She looked like one of those beauty pageant girls. I called her Little Miss Sunshine. She did not look so good once I was done with her because I used my knives to destroy her body. I carved her flesh. I stabbed her cunt. I slit her wrists. I cut off her beautiful blonde locks she was so proud of. I bloodied her little body. Pure torture with a variety of knives. She screamed for hours. And once she died, I used a big ass knife to decapitate her and dismember her little limbs. Now, for the old pervert. I used my weapon of choice to castrate him. I took his balls first then I cut his entire body. Little slits in his flesh head to toe. Then, I coated his body in honey and left him outside for the animals to eat alive. Knife play phone sex is just so much more fun than any other weapon. I love my knives. Knives make torture and murder more fun and turn killing into an art form. What is your weapon of choice and who is your victim of choice?

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