Tag: Torture sex

Sex with dead bodies after experimenting defiance of gravity

Sex with dead bodiesI strangled several schoolgirls after they fell for my party invitation to murder!

An introduction to Torture sex was how it all began. A party at my place led to a blood bath… My boyfriend used his cock to plug their airways while I slammed foreign objects in and out of their worthless cunts. My eyes lit up as I watched their lives forfeit from the excruciating pain they had endured… They were bound and forced to have sex for hours, while my boyfriend was fucking one; a massive dildo attached to a fuck machine covered in thorns prepped the cunt of the others. It was a Kill competition between me and my lover, how many slits we could massacre within an hour. The lifeless teenage bodies that filled the room looked so unrealistic it reminded me of one of those Snuff movies.

As they lay there like vegetables I continued to objectify their shapeless bodies.

I hung them from the ceiling and watched as they defied gravity. This was sweet lovers’ revenge for the Teen whore who thought she could sleep with my boyfriend. Only in her dreams would she have been able to look into his eyes with her eyeballs in her sockets! He fucked and choked that disgusting whore until her body fell limp. Her worthless friends fell victim because of her addiction to sleeping with taken men. They were placed inside of latex body bags alive and left to suffocate to death.

My boyfriend and I have been having threesome Sex with dead bodies.

Evil Phone Sex Whore Needs a New Torture Sex Victim

Beware of evil phone sex whores like me who are on the prowl. After being treated like a screaming cock sleeve, I want to take all my anger out on a new little victim. I want someone as sweet and innocent as I used to be and slowly torture her and break her. I might even let my callers use and abuse my new sex slave. Not only will she be forced to deal with all my darkest sickest desires but all of the sick shit you perverted fucks want to put her through. 

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Evil Phone Sex Whore has a New Victim for Homemade Snuff Movies 

And not only that. I want to film all of her torture and abuse and make my own snuff movies with my new little slut as a star. What would your sadistic cock want to see first? You want to see the teen slut scream and beg for me to stop hurting her. I can slap her, kick her, hurt her until she’s screaming. Then I can take a sharp knife and put it to her throat. Tease her with it before I start cutting her clothes off. I’ll make sure to drag the knife so close that she can feel it against her skin. 

Look at that pretty little whore balled up on the floor like that. Awe I think she’s scared. You can see the tears and snot running down her face. There are bruises already starting to show up but that’s not enough. My bloody phone sex callers will be happy to watch me slowly slice into her skin. What should I write, “Filthy Whore” or “Fuck Meat”? I want to see that dark red blood running down her body and hear her scream out in pain. Even if she escapes she will always have this gory reminder of us. 

 

Bloody Phone Sex Fans Inspire Knife Play Torture Sex

I can think of so many more ways I can mutilate this whore’s body. Cut away at her piece by piece and watch the fear and despair grow in her eyes as she slowly loses hope. Invite fucked up friends of mine to cum over and jerk their cocks into her fresh cut. I want to force her to watch them shoot cum all over her bloody gashes. This is so much worse than torture sex. But I know how to get her to love those cursed creampies. I’ll teach her that those days are the safest for her. 

I’ll beat her black and blue any day we don’t have guts. She’ll feel like she’s in heaven when that camera is rolling. The only time she will feel anything close to joy is when I force her to cum on camera. Press a vibrator to her clit while she’s being defiled and humiliated. And I’ll still make her smile at the camera like a very good slut. She should have been aware of the evil phone sex whore next door!

Torture Phone Sex Fantasies with Rena

Ever have a fantasy about Torture Phone Sex? Well here is mine. Torture Phone SexWe are walking down a dark alley late at night when we spot a young couple strolling hand in hand. They look innocent enough, but that only makes them more appealing targets for our evil plans. As they approach, you step out from the shadows and force them into an abandoned warehouse nearby with the threat of a knife to their throats. Once inside, the man begs for mercy while his girlfriend whimpers in fear – it amuses me how easily people break under pressure like this.

We tie both of them up tightly using ropes and chains; their struggles are futile against your strength and expertise in restraint techniques. Then comes the fun part – torturing each one separately before finally killing them off slowly over several days or even weeks if time permits. Playing with each other, getting off while we watch them suffer, because our minds are  twisted and evil as they come.

You start by cutting off his clothes piece by piece, reveling in the mix of humiliation and terror on his face as he’s exposed to us. We laugh at his pathetic self. Then comes the knife play – slicing into him here and there just enough to draw blood but not kill immediately; it heightens their senses while also making them more vulnerable for what comes next. Nothing makes your cock harder.

Next up is our scream queen who thinks she can escape this nightmare unscathed because “she’s a good person.” Oh how wrong she is! Her turn begins with some light bondage involving ropes around her wrists above her head so that when pulled taut they stretch out those delicate shoulders blades beautifully (smirks). As if that weren’t enough torment already, I proceed to carve words onto various parts of her body using sharp objects like razor blades or box cutters – pain mixed with fear etched permanently onto perfect skin will be quite a sight once everything goes downhill from here. Watching her naked bloody body squirm makes us hot as we stick things in holes and force these victims to be at our mercy.

We play with each other in between torturing them, I’m wet as a lake and you stay hard the more we torrture these poor pathetic fools.

Torture Sex Live Stream with My Favorite Son

torture sexIt is always torture sex with my son. Sometimes, I think he is addicted to beating me as I am addicted to his coke. But he loves me. Why else would he keep me so high? We live in a transactional world. If my boy gives me a huge bowl of coke, I know I need to help him with a live stream. The holidays are approaching, and everyone needs money. Except for me. I just need coke.

My boy let me get high first before he turned on the camera. I do not mind being his punching bag. He loves to see me purple and blue. His favorite colors. I heard the chimes before he even through his first punch. I think my boy knows what the fans want. They love seeing a snuff porn star beaten black, and blue.

As my face came up from the bowl of cocaine, my boy punched me. Not in the face though. He would never damage my sniffer. But the rest of my body is fair game. The more he punched me the more chimes I heard. He even bounced my head against the wall. Although I did not feel much because of the coke, I heard the ringing in my ears. Perhaps it disoriented me a bit. But my dizziness could have been all the coke I snorted too.

I Enjoy Being My Son’s Punching Bag

The real torture involved my 4th hole. Until he fucked my urethra, I thought I only had three holes to fuck. Nope. My ass used to be his favorite hole. He has fucked my ass so many times, and so hard in the past, I can push out my prolapse on command. And although I did show off my prolapse for my son and his home viewers, my pee hole took the brunt of his anger. My 4th hole is my tightest hole.

Mommy is nothing more than a punching bag. But like I said, I never mind. My boy loves me. He gets me coke. If he needs to use me as his ass rape porn star, destroy my urethra and beat me, so be it. Being his punching bag does not mean he does not love me. Although I am still sore as fuck, my son gave me enough coke to survive a beating from Mike Tyson.

Spit Down My Whore Throat Before You Force Fuck Me!

Teen rape pornThe best little teen rape porn bitches are blonde and love to be fucking filthy. I love opening up my pretty wet mouth and letting disgusting men spit in it. It really makes me feel like a filthy filthy bitch when I feel their warm spit slide down my tight little throat. Having another man hold my mouth spread open while another one uses me as a piss,spit and cum rag is my favorite. Being debased into a piece of meat is my favorite thing in the world. I bet your cock is hard isn’t it?

These 2 fucking pervs love young whores because they can make them do whatever they want. This is why I am their favorite slut to use. I beg them to use, violate and degrade me all the time. No other teen whore makes them feel as good as I do; my holes are their favorite. After they both use my mouth for fun they always make me eat their ass hole before the choose what hole they want to fuck next. I usually beg to get my pussy used because I know they will pick my ass hole instead.

I really love to get my little shit hole used by that big black cock while I choke and gag on the other. There is just something so hot about a big black dick ravaging my teen ass pipe while choking on another cock. It makes me feel like such a dirty fucking bitch. Which by the way, I love being treated like filth. Would you like to use me as a sex object too? I can be your urinal, sperm hole and a place for your spit. I am a well rounded teen fuck bag. You should call me so you can degrade me while I help drain your nuts!

Taboo Phone Sex Needs a Creative Man Like You and a Whore Like Me

taboo phone sexI enjoy taboo phone sex. As a dirty mommy, I do taboo things daily. So, when guys ask me if I am no taboos, I laugh. My life is taboo. I learned to love incest and coke from my mother. She would do lines of coke and fuck my brother when he was a teenager. When I got married and had boys of my own, I followed in my mother’s footsteps.

However, the difference between my mother and me is that I cannot control my coke usage. My mother only snorted coke a few times a week. I am more like a several times a day. I am rarely not high. Perhaps, that’s the reason I find myself in so much trouble. I like working on a snuff phone sex line though. My life experiences often mirror my caller’s fantasies. I would not thrive on a vanilla line.

I Love a Creative Yet Brutal Snuff Fantasy

Even though I enjoy mommy rape fantasies, I like the more hardcore shit. Dismember me, beat me, even snuff me out on the phone. If you get off, I get off. My caller last night presented me with a Saw like torture fantasy. He thought I would say hell no. But I said hell yes. Creative men with sick fantasies might be my kryptonite. Seriously, I love a torture fantasy.

My caller kidnapped me while walking home from a drug deal. Of course, he took me to his place and did awful things to me. I mean he did the basic things to me also. He fucked me and beat me up. But then the fantasy got wild. He took my limbs off with a hacksaw. Slow torture sex gives me a wet pussy every time. And I can be a screamer. Big cock or big knife, I scream either way.

What a wonderful and brutal death this caller gave me. But now you must up your game. Think you can be as creative as he was for our snuff call?

Snuff phone sex slut Terry, destroys a sissy faggots asshole

Snuff phone sex Horror snuff extreme porn is the definition of me, Terry the snuff phone sex evil slut. I am a no-limit, no-taboo operator. Speaking of operators, I would like to surgically operate on your cock. I want to clamp your cock to a Prong collar just so I can hear your horror screams. It gets my young bald pussy sloppy wet! Believe it or not you stupid bitch I don’t stop the torture until my pussy is dripping pussy juice through my sadistic leather outfit, Muha good luck achieving that.

Liquid does not seep through leather so just picture the duration of the slow snuff torture you will endure under my supervision. Muhaha! The very next thing on my list for you would be to stretch your cock so much that I would be able to guide it right into your bloody butthole. Torture sex is what a disgusting hornball like you deserves! The reason why your butthole would be gushing blood in the first place is that at that point I would have shoved a sharp glass dildo so deep up your ass just for thinking I would willingly be into giving you a prostate milking.

Anyhow once we are finished doing that my next order of business would be to have you tied upside down and hung to be spun around in circles by my huge warehouse ceiling fan, while one of my snuff slaves is whip-lashing you with my medieval spiked metal whip of my choice.   You’re starting to get the memo, aren’t you? If you’re into medical fetish, Murder fantasies, or Mutilation phone sex then you are in the right place. Give me a call so I can make sure you experience a series of snuff sessions with your best evil torturer.

There will be no stop word!

Bloody Phone Sex Gets Messy with a Gore Whore

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex fun is what I offer. You can call me a gore whore because I like it messy. Very messy. And I do not care who my victim is either. I am an equal opportunity killer. Young girls, young boys or older women and men, all bleed alike. Well, almost alike. Young blood is brighter red. And it tastes sweeter. Although I am no vampire, the taste of blood does not upset me.

I can kill quickly. But why kill quickly when you can prolong the agony? That’s the best part of any kill for me. I get off on your pain and suffering. Or our victim’s pain and suffering. Although I am a loner by nature, I enjoy killing with the right partner too. However, not all the guys who hire me have the stomach for what I do. Perhaps, they can explore their rape phone sex fantasies easier than they can murder their victim.

I Like My Victims Eviscerated Because I am a Gore Whore

I make a great accomplice because I will not let your victim live to identify you. Marc thought he could kill this young girl he fucked. He met this young girl at the mall who claimed to be 18 and down to fuck him. I did not buy his story that he did not know she was not 18. She did not look anywhere close to 18 when I kidnapped her for him. But I did not care because he paid me to get rid of his problem.

He thought he could help kill her but the simp puked at the thought of gutting her like a pig. This little cock tease likely lies to guys about her age, gets them hooked on teenage pussy then attempts to extort money from them because she is jailbait. But guess what? Today, there is one less cock teasing teen in the world. I eviscerated her. Gutted her in front of Marc. He passed out at the sight of her entrails. Pussy.

Not all men have the stomach I do. Nor do all men enjoy the torture sex as much as me. But that is why I am the perfect accomplice. I can stomach anything. The bloodier the better with me.

Ass Rape Porn with Four Legged Friend Used for Torture Sex

I was kidnapped and forced to make ass rape porn!

I looked up at the camera and begging for mercy. Tears were rolling down my face and my throat was raw. I’d gotten kidnapped, locked in this basement, and forced to make ass rape porn. My ass was being ripped apart by that massive fucking cock. I tried to crawl away from the cock ripping into my fucking ass but my legs were fucking shaking. I felt a nice slicing into my back again and screamed outloud. Then, I could feel the knife carving into my skin and leaving a dripping wet gash. 
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I begged for my life again screaming from a sore throat. And that bastard laughed. But he finally got off of me. He grabbed me by my hair and dragged me off the end of the bed. He tied my hands around the bed post so that my head was under the bed and I couldn’t get away. He was gone for a few minutes but when he came back I heard clicking on the floor. Like claws. Then I felt something on my ass again. A warm wet tongue on my pussy and bleeding ass. I had to try not to moan when they licked me. 

Torture Sex with Fido Makes Great Snuff Movies 

Then I felt something else rubbing against me. Fur. I felt the four legged friend climb up on top of me. I screamed out loud. His claws scratched into my already bleeding and shredded back. And then. Then, I felt a slippery rod pushing against my swollen and bloody ass hole. I screamed and tried my best to kick Fido off, but the son of a bitch forced his cock into me. He pumped me so fucking fast and I screamed even louder.

I thought I was going to pass out from the pain when his swollen red knot pushed into my ass too. Then, the splurge of fucking cum shooting inside of me. It was such a massive load. I couldn’t tell if it was his cum or my blood leaking down to my pussy and dripping on to the floor. My kidnapper had picked up the camera and filmed all of it. And he wasn’t even close to being done with me.

Violent Phone Sex with Me Means I’ll Be Your Punching Bag

violent phone sexAre you in the mood for violent phone sex? Many men are on and off the phone. The holidays bring out the worst in most of us. And some men just need a punching bag. Of course, I understand that some men need a punching bag year round like my stepson. I am here for the part-time and full-time abusers. It is the life of a druggy whore.

Soccer mom by day and punching bag by night. That’s the story of my life. Although I am a pain slut, sometimes guys take it too far. But I never have any say in it. I do it for free coke no matter what the cost to me. James got rough Friday night. I can barely move still. My husband thinks I fell down the basement stairs doing laundry. I needed to explain the bruises somehow that would not draw his suspicion.

Although I love my husband, he does not know me at all. He thinks I am a soccer mom. I am that, but I am a druggy whore more than anything. James knows I am a druggy whore. And he knows I will do anything for coke. So, he baited me to his place to party. I was not thinking snuff sex. All that was on my mind was cocaine. Mommy’s little helper, LOL.

You Can Do Anything To Me for Coke, Anything

You would think I would learn by now. I mean coke takes me down the darkest allies in the world. However, I know James. We party together often. He’s never laid a hand on me. Of course, we fuck. But he has never hit me. That all changed Friday night. I said something he misunderstood. Hell, I still do not know what I said. But it pissed him off and like a powder keg, he exploded.

With one wrong comment, I became his punching bag. And once he got a taste for beating up someone who would not fight back, he wanted more. I curled up like a ball on the floor, but he kept punching me and kicking me too. He told me it felt cathartic. So, he got out all his pent-up anger at the world on me. He compensated me with more coke. But this taboo phone sex whore feels like a truck ran over her two days later.  The things I do for drugs.