Tag: Torture sex

When Torture sex turns bloody the end is so sweet

Torture sex There are so many delicious levels of Torture sex. The thrill of the chase, the taste of power, and the sight of blood excite my pussy. I know how to pick the sweetest ones. I mean after all virgin blood is the best. They have to be sweet and naive. They don’t know what’s going to happen to them until it is too late. I love the look in their eyes when they realize their fate. 

 Once I’ve got her right where I want the little slut, I’ll start with a little knife play. Slowly, I’ll trace the cold steel along her soft pale skin, watching the goosebumps rise and the fear flickers in her eyes. You’ll be between her legs sucking and licking her little virginal holes.

Then I’ll make you bury your cock deep inside that tight little hole. The Snuff sex is far more satisfying to me when you are begging for mercy too. I like to tease pathetic little worms like you. It’s so cute that you think you have a chance with me.

I lure you in, don’t I? I show you all the signs that I am going to take your cock and give you a ride of a lifetime. But in reality, you are just as trapped in my torture web as the sacrifice You are going to fuck her. Defile her little bald pussy and I am going to stab her until you are covered in her blood. Then maybe I’ll let you touch me. 

 

Sadistic Phone Sex Bitch Gets off on Neutering Losers

sadistic phone sexSadistic phone sex is all I know. I am not a warm fuzzy type of girl. And I am not girlfriend material either. Most men I meet, fill me with disdain. They say something misogynistic, or they somehow falsely believe that they can fuck me just because they are a man. No man is entitled to fuck me. And those who think they can, often lose their balls, sometimes their life too.

At my local Goth bar two nights ago, a guy came in who looked clearly out of place. He looked like a yuppie. And Goth girls like me are accustomed to non-Goth men coming into the bar thinking they can pick up a Goth babe. None of us want some strait-laced suit and tie kind of guy. So, when Adam bought me a drink, I knew what he was thinking. But I am impervious to men like him.

However, I did not plan castration phone sex that night. But he pushed his luck with the comment, “My Body, His Choice.” He played it off like he was joking. But I knew better. So, I took him home and severed his balls. He thought he might get lucky with me. The poor loser assumed I wanted to fuck him. As if that bad joke would make me drop my panties. Maybe it works with a coed bimbo, but not a sadistic bitch. He picked the wrong girl if he wanted to get laid.

Losers with Small Dicks Pay the Price If They Think They Can Fuck Me

Once he was naked, I could see he was all potatoes and no meat. Adam belonged in women’s panties, not boxers.  Talk about a small dick. Wow. If he had 2 inches hard, I would be surprised. I tied him up to the bed, got out my knife, and severed his balls. And I did not even use a castration band. He did not deserve his pain to be lessened. I wanted him to feel everything. He deserved extreme cock and ball torture sex. And he got it. But he cried like a bitch. And he bled like a stuck pig.

Eventually, I cauterized the wound. Although I wanted to kill him, I like neutering men like him, so they have a constant reminder of what their bad actions cost them. He won’t bother any women ever again.

Streaming Mommy’s Ass Rape Porn is Profitable

ass rape pornAnytime my son summons me, I know it is to stream an ass rape porn for his viewers. But I also know he will give me a lot of coke for my troubles. And the good pink coke too. When I arrived, I saw the big bowl of coke on the table. I would need every bit I could get too. In a way, I guess I am a content creator. My son jokes that I need a Dark Only Fans page. I do love the attention. But I love cocaine more.

With my red lips, bimbo outfit and high heels, I got closer to the bowl. You could still see some faded bruises from our last encounter. They never completely fade. Before I could put my face in the bowl, my son stripped me naked so he could slide his cock between my fat cunt lips. However, soon he shoved his arm up my cunt, turning me into his fuck puppet. I endured a few punches before he pulled me by my cunt lips to the bowl of coke.  I put my face in that bowl of coke and took a big snort to dull the pain.

Any sex with my son is torture sex. My son laughed at my Geisha face when I came up for air. White powder covered my face. You could still see my red lips, and raccoon eyes under the coke. The chimes poured in. My boy punched my face, sending my teeth flying across the room. He ordered me to push out my prolapse, and I did. More chimes. My prolapse serves as my boy’s cock sleeve. He zip tied it at 6 inches so I could not suck it back in.

My Son Enjoys Anally Torturing Me and Live Stream It

Some skull fucking ensued, followed by a belt to my prolapse. Sometimes I think my son hates me. He would punch my face, then whip my prolapse with his belt. But the chimes of a happy audience continued to pour in. My boy reminded me of our deal. I am his cash cow and fuck puppet, and in exchange, I get good cocaine. So, I sucked it up. Did some more coke and gummed his cock while he whipped my prolapse repeatedly.

More punches to the face while he stuffed my mouth with his cock. And I could feel my face turning his favorite colors of black and blue as he continued to skull fuck me. I’m his punching bag. He pissed down my throat and I swallowed it like a good whore. My son thinks I look prettier with black eyes and purple cheeks.  And the prettier I look, the more his audience tips.

He dragged me by my prolapsed asshole back to the bowl of coke to numb the pain. If my boy did not love me, he would let me suffer instead of letting me get high. Oh, I forgot to mention that this entire time he tied up my boobs like torpedoes. So, by then they appeared to be a pretty purple too. Before I could snort more coke, he fucked my throat some more while squeezing it to turn it purple too. He believes in beating mommy beautiful.

Beating Mommy Beautiful Brings in the Tips

When he let me bury my face in the bowl of coke, he fucked my prolapsed ass. It’s his cock sleeve. But I buried my face in that bowl of pink coke and just inhaled until he yanked me by my protruding asshole back in front of the camera. He put a plastic bag with some coke over my head while he punched my entire body. As I struggled to snort the coke in the bag, I felt myself begin to suffocate.

The bag stuck to my face with every inhale. My boy went back to fucking his cock sleeve while I gasped for air. And of course, more chimes rolled in. Eventually, he ripped the bag off my face so I could breathe. As he fed me more coke, he slammed my skinny old body on the floor and tossed me across the room. He made mommy fly.

I bounced off the wall like a rubber ball and fell to the floor where he kicked me. But the torture phone sex had only just begun. He gave me a golden enema. That means he shoved his cock down my pee hole and took a piss. More chimes poured in. His audience loves it when he abuses my 4th hole. I am a 4-hole wonder. I showed off for the camera. They sent more tips looking at my battered and broken body.

My Son’s Audience Tips More the Rougher He Gets with Me

My boy started fucking me again. And I felt like a rag doll bouncing up and down his cock. He pulled his dick out of my pee hole to bend me in half like a pretzel. So, he did that so his audience could see my abused and battered old body. With my legs over my head like that, they could pop out of their sockets easily. But that’s what he wanted. By this time, my cunt lips came down to my knees. And in this pretzel position, he fucked my urethra some more. I could hear the chimes of tips pouring in as my boy destroyed my 4th hole.

Eventually, he covered me in his boy batter. And my busted up face got to snort some coke while he showed off the damage he did to my body. He pumped my throat some more while punching me again. I’m my son’s cash cow and fuck puppet. But I never mind because he gives me the best coke. And it dulls my pain until our next live stream.

Strangulation Phone Sex Fantasies Can Be Deadly

Strangulation phone sex can be hot. However, you need to be with someone who knows how to do it right, so you do not die. I have had years of breath play with men. Not my favorite thing to let you do to me, but sometimes I have no choice. I owe this girl money for coke. And she got sick of my excuses for why I had not paid her yet.

So, she gave me a way to work off the money I owe her instead. She wanted a seasoned whore for a strangulation porn. However, it would be a young coed strangling me. I guess this girl paid her to make her strangle fantasy seem real. Trust fund girl. But the woman I owe money too did not want to be the girl’s co-star. And I did not want to be either. She looked far too young to know how to strangle safely.

I feared her strangle fantasy would turn into a snuff porn. And my 9-lives will run out soon. So, to sweeten the deal she offered to not only settle my debt but give me a very large bag of coke. So, I agreed to do the movie. The young girl looked good too. Cute coed. Girl-next door vibe. But when the camera rolled, I found nothing cute about her anymore. At one point I thought she might crush my windpipe.

Breath Play and Strangle Fantasies are Hot with the Right Partner

She did not look as strong as she was. That took me by surprise. I passed out a few times. She would revive me with a cattle proud to my cunt. That wakes you up quickly. I tried to just focus on the coke. That’s the only reason I did this. If she had not offered up a half a brick of coke, I would have stolen the money from my husband to pay her off. And in hindsight, that would have been the smart move.

But I don’t make smart moves. I make snuff movies instead. I really thought this would be how I died. Some spoiled rich bitch would strangle me to death. But the woman I owed money to stopped her before she choked the life out of me. Good thing it is winter. I had to hide the big purple ring around my throat with a scarf or my husband would wonder what the fuck I did.

Rape phone sex fantasies is what my friend’s dad used me for

Some daddies have Rape phone sex fantasies about their young daughters. I found out when I spent the night at my friend’s house. Even though I went there to get away from my sadistic unc, I didn’t get away from being tortured. After dinner we got warm hot coco. But something was off, my friend passed out. She didn’t even move at all when I shook her. Only a few minutes passed before her daddy walked in. I told him I didn’t know what happened, but he just laughed. Then he pulled his knife out and his cock. “Bitch you’re mine tonight” he said laughing as he jerked off. Although I was scared, I knew what was coming. I was going to be fucked hard.

Rape phone sex fantasies

Even if I didn’t want it, her daddy holding the knife was going to force me. “No one would hear you, if you decided to scream” he smirked and said. I know this abuse way too well. Therefore, I got on my knees and let him choke me with his cock. His big hard pcock was so deep down my throat, that I couldn’t breathe. Tears streamed down my face, but I kept sucking his dick. “If you know what’s best for you, you’ll sit on this dick. My friend’s dad said as sat next to my sleeping friend. Even though I have been used and given hard pounding many times, this time my friend was right there.

I wanted her to wake up, but I didn’t want her to wake up. Her daddy grabbed me by the neck and slammed his big hard cock in my young bald cunt. As I cried out from the pain, he slapped me and choked me. “Stop crying and tell daddy you want Torture sex from him” you grunt as you ram your cock inside me. From all the times I got fucked, I learned if I gave what was asked my torture would end faster. 

Therefore, I whimpered, “please torture me daddy, please use my pussy”. You have been wanting to hear that. So, after more hard pounding, your cock exploded inside me. As every drop of your cum pumped in me, you said “I have been wanting to force fuck my daughter for so long”. Then I watched you rub your hands all over her. For the rest of the night, you played with her little holes while torturing me. 

Domination Phone Sex with a Proud Ball Buster Might Leave You in Tears

domination phone sexI enjoy domination phone sex calls as a sexy switch. The older I get the more fun cock and ball torture sex becomes for me. I have this one regular at the strip club who enjoys CBT. You could say he is an extreme pain slut. Usually, in the club, I am limited to how much I can hurt him even with him agreeing to it. It’s bad for business the owner thinks for club patrons to hear a man screaming from the VIP room.

So, he took me off the books. Hired me to be his dominatrix. We had our first session Tuesday night. I signed off early from my phone sex job, so I could inflict some serious cock and ball torture sex. He had all the equipment for me too. Even a sounding device which I had never used before.

In the club, I could kick him in the crotch. And I could step on his balls. However, no sounding devices allowed, no sharp objects and no actual ball busting either. Lame, I know. What does it matter if a man is willing to pay for the pain. This worked out well though. I could demand more money and do more damage to his junk.

Now That I Have a Taste for Extreme CBT, I Want to Inflict More Pain

With my highest stripper heels, I danced on his balls. Even trampled his cock too. This time, I actually busted one of his nuts. Ouch. But his dick stayed erect. I told you this client enjoyed extreme pain. I used the sounding device on his pee hole, but I used Ben-Gay as the lube. That brought tears to his eyes. But once again he stayed erect. For hours, I slammed his balls in books. I trampled all over his cock and balls in high heels. And I forced large objects down his pee hole. But he paid me handsomely for the CBT.

Torturing his cock and balls made my pussy wet. So, now I think my CBT training wheels are off and I am ready for castration phone sex.

Only Violent Phone Sex Fantasies Found Here

violent phone sexViolent phone sex fantasies, I welcome every day. Men who call me for vanilla sex, never seem pleased when I want to castrate them. But not my fault a guy does not realize what a snuff site offers. If you are dumb enough to call a sadistic bitch on a snuff site for vanilla sex, you deserve whatever comes your way.

I will say it until I am blue in the face. A man can only be my accomplice or my victim. The truth is, I do not need a partner. I am capable of mayhem all on my own. Standing only 5’2, I sure know how to handle myself. I think most men underestimate a short Goth girl.  But no one should ever underestimate me.

Over the weekend, I worked with John to explore his teen rape porn addiction with a young girl. I took him to a different county where we could not be linked easily to the crime. Surrogate victims work best for men. Because if you kill someone close to you, the police view you as a suspect. We found the perfect teen girl at the mall for him. But after I went through all the trouble of kidnapping her and bringing her to my cabin in the woods, he got cold feet.

If You Pay Me to Hunt and Kill for You, Do Not Get Cold Feet

He paid me $300,000 to fuck and kill a young girl. What did he think would happen? I always deliver what a man pays for. And since he did not want to force fuck or kill her, I coached her on how to torture him. Someone needed to die. And if you pay for a service, allow me to take some big risks, then back out, you deserve to die. So, I let this teen girl exact her revenge.

She did not heed my suggestion to inflict torture sex slowly. When she plunged my knife into his belly, he bled out quickly. Although a quick death never satisfies me, I did become $300,000 richer. Plus, another loser bit the bullet. And I have a new young protégé. She appears to be a natural born killer like me.

Bloody phone sex makes my sinful pussy flood

Bloody phone sex now, please! I don’t want to wait anymore. I am a working girl and I like to be busy.Bloody phone sexPlus, when I am coming blood all the screams in my head stop. I know you understand the relief of when it’s quiet and your whole body is vibrating. Every single nerve is twitching in it’s own orgasm because of that sickly sweet liquid. The metallic taste always soaks me.

Don’t be shy, you know I’m the whore who will do all the heavy lifting. I also have a good eye for virgins. I love the doe eyed ones who are desperate for approval and attention. They work so hard for it, even up to the bitter end of our Snuff sex fun.

Pull it out and fuck the little cunt until it’s gushing blood, that why I can cum non stop when I lick that little bloody clit. I will cover myself in our victims blood as you butt fuck her to death. Together we’ll cum like Gods.

I am better off being put to work and I know you got the time and the money, so lets dig into the deepest darkest pits of your mind and have some real fun. I really love being a snuff whore, and you will see just how much I love it.

 

Kidnapping Phone Sex Fantasies Arouse Me Too

kidnapping phone sexKidnapping phone sex fantasies turn many men on. The idea of nabbing a young girl on her way to school or breaking and entering to grab a sleeping housewife, makes men horny. Think about it. If you could kidnap your dream girl without any repercussions, you likely would. Stash her in your basement making her your private fuck doll until her fuck holes get too used up to pleasure you anymore. You dump her and get a new one.

Friday night, I went to get some coke. And I had to go to a seedy part of town to see a drug lord I try to avoid. He does not do much to me. At least not like some other folks do. However, I always see trafficked girls there. And girls I have seen on missing flyers and in the news. But I keep my mouth shut. If I don’t, I will not survive. I want coke. But I do not have a snuff sex wish so what I see is none of my business.

However, this time, I did not see as many girls. And that worried me. If this dealer and his posse felt horny, they would use me. That’s just what happened too. Before I could get any coke, someone slapped a chain and a collar around my neck. While he did that, the rest of the men swarmed me. Dicks came out. And before long, I had a few cocks in every hole, with the rest of them dick slapping my face or coming on my back.

One of These Days, I Will Be Imprisoned for Life

I just wanted coke. Nothing else. But I got myself into a world of hurt. I might be an anal whore, but three big cocks in my ass at once turned my back door into the Grand Canyon. When they pulled out, one of the guys told me to shove my fist up my ass and pull out the cum so I could eat it. I had no choice. One of them would kill me if I refused an order. Now, I really felt like an ass rape porn star fisting my own ass after three cocks gaped it opened.

Luckily, they did not imprison me. However, they did abuse my fuck holes until none of them could cum anymore. And when they finished with me, I took my coke and ran. Well, more like crawled out of there. One of these days, I will never leave the place I go to score coke.

Ass Rape Extreme: A Private Painful Encounter

Ass rape porn

This old dude, a wrinkled pervert, promised coke for my services, a twisted trade, you depraved freaks. I thought, “How bad could it be?” Well, fuck me, he was a viagra-popping monster, you filthy freaks. His cock, a fucking steel rod, was gonna tear my ass apart, you dirty bastards.But it wasn’t just him, a bitch joined, bringing her ass-destroying toys, you twisted fucks. She had butt plugs, speculums, and a fucking sadistic smile, ready to ruin me. My ass, a tight hole, was stretched beyond belief. They double-fisted my ass, no lube, a brutal invasion, making me their bitch. The speculum, a fucking torture device, burned with hot sauce, a sadistic game, you twisted fucks. My ass, a playground for their sick desires, was ravaged, you filthy bastards.

By the end, I was a snuff porn survivor, my ass destroyed, but the coke made it worth it, you perverted fucks. So, you wanna see my torn-up ass? I’ll show you the brutal aftermath, you sick, anal-loving freaks!