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Killer Torture Sex Trophies

torture sexMost girls grow up idolizing singers and actresses, even athletes. Not me. I was always fascinated by serial killers. Did you know most serial killers keep souvenirs of their kills? Little trophies to help them relive the moment. Serial killers even give their trophies as gifts to loved ones or family members. Anatoly Onoprienko kept the underwear of 52 victims in the Ukraine. Ahmad Suradji killed 42 chicks in Eastern Europe and kept their saliva. Ted Bundy sometimes kept the heads of his pretty victims. Elizabeth Bathoy, a 16th century Countess linked to over 600 brutal torture sex deaths, kept some of her victims blood. And of course we all know that Jeffrey Dahmar kept the genitals of his dead dinner guests.

castration phone sexFrom body parts to jewelry to clothing, the world’s worst murderers, my heroes, have kept trophies. I’m a sadist. I don’t always kill for sexual pleasure. Sometimes it is for sport, sometimes money, sometimes opportunity, sometimes to teach a lesson, sometimes because an annoying fuck has exceeded his or her tolerance level with me. Whatever my motive at the time, my heroes have taught me to take tokens. I am not as random in my souvenir taking as I am with my killings. I love to take balls. I appreciate the twisted mind of Dahmer, so I keep them in a lobster pot on the stove, just like he did. I, however, don’t eat them. I make my female victims devour them in a sick game of “Would You Rather?” You see, if a worthless cunt has the choice between eating the testicles of a dead asshat or dying a painful death, she always selects option one. There is no integrity in that, so she dies regardless. I have spared the life of a couple bitches who stood their ground: no eating human rocky mountain oysters under any circumstance. In the face of death, folks show their true nature. Desperate people with no principles, no personal code of ethics, don’t deserve to live.

snuff pornJust last week I took the balls of a stupid fuck I saw kick a dog. I may be a sadistic bitch, but I pick a fair fight. I put on some steel toed Doc Martins and kicked him in his worthless balls till he was puking up blood. “How does it feel to be kicked loser,” I asked as I channeled my inner David Beckham on his groin. Crying ass pansy. I strapped him to this old electric chair I got at a prison auction, chopped his balls off first, then his pecker which I stuffed in his mouth as I slit his throat. I pissed on the bloody stump that use to contain his tally whacker and masturbated as I squeezed his balls in my hand watching him bleed out. The next morning, I had a contract kill scheduled for a cheating whore gold digging wife. As she was chomping on his severed balls, my little trophy, in a worthless attempt to save her life, I asked her how her douche bag boyfriend’s testicles tasted. The expression on her face was priceless. Almost as good as the expression when she realized I was going to kill her anyway. “Maybe you can keep your whore legs crossed in hell, bitch,” I giggled as I stabbed her cheating cunt with a 12 inch serrated blade until she no longer twitched. I don’t usually take trophies from female victims, but it was kind of poetic justice that I had her boyfriend’s dead balls, well one ball, she ate the other one. So, I took her worthless clit. In an old cigar box on my mantle I have the ball and clit of dead stupid lovers. Who says I am not a romantic?

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Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies: Death by Exsanguination

taboo phone sexI saw her staring at me all night. Beautiful dark goddess. The way she looked at me consumed me with naughty thoughts. My pussy got so wet from her gaze. She looked like she could own me. I wanted her to own me. Normally, I am only submissive to men, but there was something so mesmerizing, so intoxicating about her, that I knew I would do whatever she wanted. She bought me a drink. We went into a VIP room at the club.

No words were ever exchanged. I saw the BDSM equipment adorning the walls of the room. I gave myself up willingly to her. Arms extended, head bowed, I fell to my knees and kissed her feet, slowly working my lips all the way up her perfect body. He skin was alabaster white and cool to the touch. She collared me. Yanked me up by a chain. She escorted me to a chair where she strapped me in. Looked like a flogging chair. I wanted her to beat me. She sniffed my hair, my neck; she seemed to be drinking in my scent.

bloody phone sexShe spread my legs. I was excited beyond my imagination at the thought of her eating my pussy. Then suddenly, I felt a sting followed by a warm cascading sensation. I must of peed myself in excitement. I felt cold, however. The warm sensation of earlier was gone. She stood up from between my legs covered in blood, my blood. She bit my femoral artery. I was bleeding out, not slowly either. I could feel myself getting weaker, colder. Yet somehow I was aroused. Nipples erect, clit hard.

She kissed me with my blood on her lips. The only thing I ever said to her was, “Bite me.” He mouth opened wide and I saw the fangs. Pretty white razor sharp fangs bit into my external carotid artery. Blood gushed out my neck. Two small bite marks would drain me faster of all my blood than 100 stab wounds. I guess I need to be careful who I pick up in a bar.

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Pussy Torture

Taboo Phone SexMy car broke down and I needed a little extra money for repairs so I was looking for a way to make a quick buck.

So I found this guy who wanted to tape me talking about sex for a hundred dollars.

When I got there, the room was empty except for this giant bird cage and a table covered with different tools and candles.

I heard the door lock behind me and a voice called out from the darkness and ordered me to remove my clothes.

I did as I was told and then he tossed some chains and cuffs at my feet and ordered me to put them on and get in the cage.

I was starting to think this was a bad idea! Then someone came up from behind me and slammed me to the ground and chained me up before he threw me in the cage!

He told me that this was going to hurt but at anytime, all I had to do was say the safe word and he would stop. Then he stuffed a ball cock in my mouth!

He lit a few candles but I still could not see his face. As he dripped hot wax on my cunt, I realized the candles were not for mood lighting!

It stung like hell and he was enjoying my pain!

The more I whimpered, the harder he got!

Then He snuffed it out by shoving the burning end deep in my wet fuck hole!

I knew he was getting off on my screams because he stopped the pussy torture long enough to fuck my mouth with his massive hard cock!

He came all over my face and I thought he was done but he was just getting started!

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He spent the entire afternoon whipping my bruised pussy, prodding it with a taser, burning it with a hot fire poker!

In between each round of torture he would rape my mouth and cum all over my face.

I must have passed out from the pain because I woke up I was sitting in a puddle of thick chunky dick snot and there was a man standing in front of me with a hose!

He started spraying me down like I was some muddy car! The water was so powerful, I thought it would peel the skin off my body!

I would have asked him to let me go but I still had the gag in my mouth. But he wasn’t done with me.

No, today he was going to torture my ass!

I don’t think I am going to get out of here alive!

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Torture sexThat fucking little bitch down the road has GONE to damn far. She has always copied me.. followed me. Wants to be wild like me. But she is just a preppy little bitch that has no clue how dark I am. I have my favorite tattoo artiest and lover. Jean. I have been seeing Jean for damn year 3 years off and on. And when that fucking bitch caught on to it she started the same old shit! Angelina thinks she can just take over my life. Copy my hair. My tattoos. Even my furniture and my clothes! Everyone says I should be fucking flattered. That it is the truest form of flattery. And I could ignore most of it. She is but a nuisance. But then she went after Jean. Started telling all kinds of fucked up lies about me… Now Jean doesnt want to play with me. That Fucking bitch went to fucking far. So I did what any good bitch would do. I broke into her house and shoved my panties down her throat. I tied that bitch up and went to town. I let her know what I am REALLY like. I started peeling her skin off of her. I used my small scalpel. I peeled her like a fucking grape. Slowly. I fucking loved the fear in her eyes. She pissed on herself when I told her I was going to kill her. After I peeled her skin off… I poured salt all over her! I let her burn for a while. Then I set her on fire. Burn in hell bitch!

Medieval Torture Sex: Weapons of Destruction

torture sexTorture sex is my favorite. I know it is hard to believe, but I am a glutton for punishment. A total pain slut. I’m attracted to cruel dominant men. I’m not talking spankings or even floggings or cannings. I want to experience serious pain; come inches to dying; need medical assistance. I can’t have an orgasm without pain. I have my own collection of weapons that Masters sometimes have to be encouraged to use on me because they are deadly.

I recently procured a medieval spiked mace and sword. Nice addition to my collection. It is very menacing, very deadly if used correctly. The problem is that I can’t use it on myself. I knew just the man who would. I called Master Louis. He came right over. The thought of hurting me had his dick rock hard. He is a twisted mother fucker who loves destroying the looks of hot bitches. When I showed him my new toy, I mean weapon, he practically salivated .

snuff pornWe went to my basement. He laid down plastic and strung me up. With glee in his eyes, he began to spin the mace balls. One shot to the stomach and it was an instant blood fest. The spikes ripped my flesh. He hit me several more times with it. I could feel the blood pouring out of me. I was turned on by the pain. The plastic beneath me was covered in my blood. Looked like a snuff porn had been filmed. Aroused by the blood. I wanted him to hit me in the face with it, but he was too much of a wuss. I taunted him, called him a coward and finally, one of the spiked balls hit me in the jaw. That was the last thing I remember before waking up in the ER.

I’m healing up nicely. But it is only a matter of time before someone else tortures me. Maybe it will be you?

Snuff Porn Barbie Doll Fantasy

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I would have to say that I have always been a really big brat. From the day that I was born I wanted nothing but to hurt those who needed hurting. One time my mommy thought I needed a spanking because I knocked her bottle of jack onto the floor. I decided she did not need those beautiful blonde locks of her and cut them off while she was sleeping. She did not really mess much with me after that. She did however try to turn me into the nasty ass pretty princess like she always wanted.
No fucking way I was having that. The bitch kept buying me all kinds of Barbies thinking that would do the trick. I would show her! I set up all of those little dumb ass dolls so that she would find them. Made my very own Barbie snuff porn scenes! Mommy did not like that. She asked her fuck face of a husband to give me a good lashing. I laughed as he took the belt to the back of my thighs. I have no idea what he was trying to accomplish but it was only making things worse, for him anyways.

taboo phone sex That night I had everything planned out accordingly. I was going to teach those two. I was going to show them just how much Barbie meant to me. I waited till everyone was sound asleep. I could not hardly contain my excitement. I pulled a ski mask on and let my friends Max and Henry in. Those two were a lot older than I was at the time. I was there leader in most instances, but we were the perfect accomplice team. We headed into their rooms. Max gabbed mommy and held her arms behind her back and big Henry got on top of dad and held him down at the wrists.
I grabbed one of the coveted Barbies and began to taunt my mom with it. She started crying, asking us to stop. We had ski masks on so she could not see our faces. She knew it was me though. I popped the head off of the doll and shoved it into her mouth, placing duct tape over her dirty slut lips. I was such a fucking little bad ass. I continued to sodomize and torture my parents with the Barbies, Both of them, till my dolls were coated in the blood of their dirty little ass juices. We knocked them out and when they woke up we were all gone and I was asleep in my bed. My mother could do nothing but cry at the sight of me for the next month. It would be years before they stood up to me again. I would be more than ready to take them on myself!

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Babysitter Phone Sex with Venus: Teaching Bad Parents a Lesson with Tentacle Rape Porn

babysitter phone sex evilDo you enjoy sadistic babysitter phone sex stories? I got one for you! I like to place ads on Craig’s List for babysitting. You would think by now, I would no longer be shocked at how many people trust me with their little ones. Look at me? Anyone with half a brain would not leave me in charge of their brats. So every time someone hires me to watch their offspring, I think to myself, I need to teach these dumb asses a lesson.  Make them think twice about hiring some Wednesday Adams looking, brooding stranger to care for their wee ones. Got to have a license to hunt, drive, own a gun… do just about anything, but they will let any ass hat be a parent.

I showed up as scheduled with evil on my mind. Sometimes a small sacrifice is necessary for the greater good. If I have to snuff a wee one out or use a little torture sex to highlight bad parenting, so be it. Some folks are just to hedonistic to be parents. Therefore, the brat is better off without them. Not minutes after the rentals left, I had little Suzy tied to the bed spread eagle, naked. She thought we were just playing some game at first. We were. Just a sick one.

tentacle rape porn bad babysitterHave you ever watched tentacle rape porn? Something about it as always intrigued me. All the images I have seen are usally young school girls being ripped apart by creatures with 8 or more legs. I visited my local seafood market, and purchased a shit load of live creepy, slimy squids and baby octopuses. It was easy. Just had to keep them on ice with a little bit of shallow water. Heavy as fuck, but they were the perfect accomplices to teach bad parents a lesson they would never forget.

torture sexI put a ball gag in little Suzy’s mouth and dumped those scary sea creatures on my tiny victim. She peed the bed. I could see the fear in her eyes as they started to crawl all over her tiny naked body. Tentacles molesting her flesh. It was quite a sight. Those cephalopods were horny little creatures, slipping their tentacles in and out of her young virgin fuck holes. They forced fucked her better than any grown ass man could. It was like looking at a freak show; some carnie act. Now I know why tentacle rape fantasies are so popular. Sadly for Suzy, this was no fantasy. I decided to snap a few pictures, even some video in case I could profit off her torture. I left her there. Tied her safely to the bed so she could not hurt herself or get into trouble. Not THAT bad of a babysitter. Of course I left her with my freaky accomplices.

rape phone sex fantasiesPretty sure when the rentals come home and find their precious baby girl being violated in all her once virgin fuck holes by slimy sea creatures, they will think twice about hiring a babysitter off of Craig’s List. Didn’t the Craig’s List Killer teach anyone about the dangers of online advertising?

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Accomplice phone sex with daddy

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I got to hangout with daddy today and we went around looking for some trouble. We saw two girls and decided to invite them for a little fun. Little did those fucking skanks know that we were going to be the ones having a lot of fun. We invited them down to our place, we said we were going to have a little “party”. They came over wearing slutty little clothes that hung off of their pure little flesh skin. Daddy was getting a rock hard cock thinking about the nasty things we were going to do to them.

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I gave them a drink and spiked it with a sedative to only knock them out for a little. They knocked out and me and daddy dragged their bodies into our special room. I stripped their clothes off of them and tied them up beside one another on our table. They are extended and stretched out. They have no where to hide. Their tits are all over the place and and they are completely vulnerable and pathetic. They finally wake up and realize what is going on, they cry and their faces turn red as they try and beg for us to let them go with tape over their mouths. Daddy sits back and tells me to be gentle at first with them.

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I take a torch and lightly put it over their pink nipples. I watched them turn a char color and smell burnt skin in the air. They shriek with pain! It reminds me of myself. I then get a box cutter and open up the side of those fatty juicy tits. Blood pours down their tummies and there is sweat on their faces. I take the box cutter and run it down one of the girls stomachs, I watch her quiver anticipating the pain to come. I go further with my box cutter down to her pussy lips. I rub her pussy with the sharpness back and forth, from her clit to her ass hole. She seems to like this a little more. Still pain in her face, but she is struggling with the sensations I am making her feel. I then take my finger and shove it up into that pussy of hers. It is bloody and wet. The smell of silver lingers on my fingers as I walk over to daddy to let him have a lick. The other needs some attention, oh these poor girls. This is going to be a crazy good night.

Castration Phone Sex Inspiration from Snuff Porn Comics

castration phone sex knife playCastration phone sex really excites me. You would be surprised how many men know they don’t deserve their balls. I consider myself a castration queen. I have no qualms about taking your balls on the phone or in real life. I’ve been saving the world one ball at a time for awhile now. Certain people should never be allowed to procreate. Some do not deserve the pleasure of cumming. Hell, some don’t even deserve the right to continue breathing. On occasion, some pathetic excuse for a man will hire me to castrate him and I deem him more suitable for snuff porn. Usually, any loser who wants his junk removed by someone else is so weak and wretched that they are worthy of death anyway.

Eli was one such loser. I was all prepared to take his balls. I watched some torture porn, castration videos, even looked at some hot snuff porn comics for inspiration on just how to remove his junk. I hate to be boring and just snip balls off in a nice neat fashion. The way I see it, if you want your balls removed with a surgeon’s precision, you call a doctor, not me. I’m like the back alley abortion doctor for castration! The more I researched Eli, however, the more I decided he needed a hell of lot more gone than his nut sack. He has sired 9 brats that he doesn’t pay for; been married 4 times; been collecting disability for drug addiction for years; and has several charges against him for animal abuse and domestic violence. Clearly this loser can’t pick a fair fight and his testicles are the least of his worries.snuff porn comicsWhen he arrived, I collected his money, strapped him to my castration chair and let him believe I was going to just give him the service for which he paid. He asked about all the plastic under the chair. I was matter of fact in my response, “I don’t want you making a mess on my carpet.” I tied up his balls tight to restrict the blood flow, strapped his cock to the board, then used my big jaws of life pliers to take his balls clear off with one motion. There was a lot of blood, which I didn’t mind, but it made him so queasy he passed out. When he woke up, he wondered why he was still strapped to my chair. “Because you are a drain on society. No one will miss you. And I want you dead,” I replied blissfully. He thought it was a joke, I read back to him his litany of offenses. “Mother Theresa would want you dead, you fucking loser,” I retorted.

taboo phone sex castration fantasiesI let him plead and whine for a bit on why I should spare his life because it was amusing. I channeled my inner Mrs. Voohres and chopped his head clear off with an axe. The blood was profuse. It was exciting to watch his body twitch, blood spurt from his neck stump until he finally went lifeless. I felt myself getting my angel wings for ridding the world of another dreg of society. Something I had seen if one of those snuff comics stuck with though. This image of an evil seductress like me, covered in blood, sitting naked on the head of the loser she just killed, like it was her trophy. I decided to imitate art. I sat on his head like a tyke does on one of those bouncy balls, rubbed my pussy on his dead head while holding his lifeless pecker and celebrated another dead loser. Perhaps I could mount his head to the wall like a deer?

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Taboo Phone Sex Games with Blair: Submissive Whore for Hire

taboo phone sex submissive slutTaboo phone sex subjects are my favorite for phone calls. Incest, rape fantasies, torture, BDSM, bathroom play, four legged friends, even snuff. You don’t call me if vanilla is what you crave. I’m a subby bitch whore in real life and on the phone. This weekend my son pimped me out to one of his friends. He does that often. “Why should one of my friends pay for common street hooker, when they can buy you. A suburban, classy, clean soccer mom,” he said to me as he pushed me into the arms of Edgar, a 45 year old co worker of his with a love for S and M games. I was blindfolded and thrown in the back of his van.

He threw me in a cage in his basement where I remained for 24 hrs in the dark with no food, water or human contact. I was forced to pee and defecate in the cage. Because I could not see, I was stepping in my own waste. I felt so violated. When Edgar returned for me he called me a “filthy pig.” I was forced to oink like a pig and roll around in my own shit. I wanted to wretch. This was not how I wanted to be treated. “You were bought and sold bitch. Stop your whining. I own you for at least another day,” he quipped as he pulled my head back gruffly and slapped a heavy chain around my neck.

torture sex submissive whoreI stood before him, naked, covered in my excrement, shackled and scared. He used a cattle prod to shock me, which made me piss down my leg further. He shoved the prod up my ass and I convulsed so hard I shit and puked all over the floor. These torture sex games went on for hours until I passed out in a pool of my body fluids. I woke up back in the cage with the words “dirty fuck pig” carved into my chest.

I thought that was the end of it; that I would soon be home to my son. It was just the beginning. I felt a fire hose turn on me, washing the skank off me. Naked, wet and scared, I was yanked from the cage, thrown in a room and sodomized for hours. Ass rape porn was part of the package. Edgar shared my tight asshole with about 50 of his closest friends. Instead of being covered in my own shit and piss, I was now doused in cum. By the time they were done with me, I prayed for death. I wondered if my son knew just how badly his business associate was going to treat his mommy? How would you treat your mother?

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