Gothic phone sex fantasies are common. Many men think of medieval torture for themselves or others. Or they have vampire fantasies. Or just any dark and foreboding fantasy. I am the Goth chick who can make them seem real. That is because this Goth chick is a sick bitch. I inherited my grandfather’s torture collection. He spent 100s of thousands of dollars over the years buying antiquated torture devices. He knew his sadistic granddaughter was his mini me and could put that all to good use. I did and I still do. I have a torture chamber in my basement. The centerpiece is an old execution chair that I modified for castration. Around it, on the walls, are all sorts of medieval torture sex devices that I can use on you or anyone. There is a rack and a breaking wheel too. I used the breaking wheel last night for this loser who thought he could fuck me even after I said no a dozen times. He broke my tolerance threshold quickly and paid with his life. The wheel is embedded with little needles and cogs to rest some limbs on. His limbs did not rest, however, because I used an ancient mallet to crush his limbs while he laid on a bed of tiny nails. I spun the wheel around many times, prolonging his agony. Medieval torture was designed to achieve the highest level of pain for the longest amount of time. Torture is only torture if it goes on for hours. Otherwise, it is mercy. Do I look merciful? Hell, no. I wanted that perverted bastard to feel my wrath. No one does torture phone sex like a sadistic woman with a Medieval torture chamber in her basement either. That little loser is fertilizer now. No one will miss him, I am sure.
Tag: Torture sex
Gothic Phone Sex Fantasies are What a Goth Chick Does Best
You Want Domination Phone Sex With Me?
I hate to tell you but domination phone sex with me isn’t going to go the way you think it will if you’re going to act like some sort of feral fuck pig. If you think that you’re going to come into my house and dominate me within an inch of my life, you have another thing coming. Sure, I might seem like your average, unassuming cum slut who can’t get enough cock in her life and will take it however you give it, but you have to know by now that I’m much more than that. Otherwise you’re in for a real fucking treat.
I do love to be controlled in the bedroom, I’m not saying that. You have to do it right though, or else you won’t turn me on, you’ll just piss me off. Let me explain. The kind of sex I need is dirty and hardcore, the real hardcore hole stretching, sticky, stinky stuff. This kind of sex comes with safe words because it absolutely has too. Ignore those safe words just so you can hear me scream a little louder or fight you off harder than I should have to and you’re fucking done. I don’t mean done having your way with me, disrespect my subspace and you’re fucking dead, guy.
Sure, it feels great inside to do your worst to someone. I get it, that’s basically my bread and butter. But you have to remember that, even though you’re the one telling me how to take and please your prick, I’m in charge. I’m always in charge. You hear my safe words then you better slow your roll and ease up a bit. If not, you’ll be down on the floor in a bloody phone sex heap, unable to move as I stand over you and let all of the cum you shot on and in me drain down onto your soon to be lifeless body. That’ll be the last thing you see before you bleed out, bud. You won’t even know what hit you, but you’ll know who did it for sure.
Torture phone sex: Just a little taste of furry friend!
I remember this time when I was younger before I even knew what torture phone sex was, and I was out skipping rope at the end of my driveway. Who knew just a few months later I’d be a cock sucking slut, constantly thinking about being a little whore. My street had a fair amount of traffic but most people I knew from them were neighbors and such. However, I saw a guy walk by with his furry friend, I knew I had never seen that cute little Yorkie before. I would remember a young pup that cute. I even knelt down to give the little fella a pat between his cute perky ears before the stranger continued on their walk. It was only about 10 minutes later when he pulled his van back in front of my driveway.
Frantically he approached me asking if I had seen his cute little pup come by. I felt so heartbroken for him as I explained that I did not. Worried he asked if I could come with him and show him around the streets because he wasn’t from the area and did not want to get lost. Of course, I jumped into the back of his van immediately to help. I did not want that puppy to get hurt or lost. However, it wasn’t long before I realized that I had made a great mistake in trusting his character. Plus his dog was perfectly safe in the back. He took me hours away from my home to his place hidden in the woods. Bringing me into his home he had his way with my tiny body breaking me apart on his stiff hard member. I was not big enough for something so large to fit inside of me.
I screamed out for what felt like hours for him to stop but my cries were not addressed. Between breaks, he would let his fluffy mutt into the room where he was using me. That little fur brat would hump my swollen place like I was meant to be his victim too. My kidnapper got great joy out of this, forcing himself inside of my ass as his fur friend used my face for his own needs. It was days before I was dropped in the parking lot of a McDonald’s hours away from home. This was one of the first times I was kidnapped. From an early age, I was a victim. I wish I could say it was impactful to teach me not to trust strangers. However, I masturbated thinking of my own torture for years.
Knife Play Phone Sex Prolongs the Pain and the Agony
Knife play phone sex is the most fun a sadistic Goth bitch can have with you. I love to kill and torture. My knives can do so many things. I can castrate you. I can kill you. I can carve my initials into you. I can gut you like a pig. I had this pervert in my basement for a week. It is a lot longer than I normally keep a victim, but I really needed him to suffer. He is just some rich douche bag who thinks his money can buy any woman, and get him out of trouble too. The buck stopped with me. No more privilege for this fucker. He tried to spike the drink of the wrong girl. Clearly, he has not seen flicks like Promising Young Woman and the ilk. Some women are not weak. Some women cannot have their silence bought after you either explore your rape phone sex fantasies with them, or at least try. No one gets the upper hand on me. I am skilled at spotting the predators and setting them up.
The first thing I did with this worthless fucking douche bag was remove his testicles. He did not deserve to have them. I normally just castrate and release these sorts of predators because I want them left with the constant reminder that they will never fuck again. This asshole though, I wanted to kill. But I wanted him to feel helpless and victimized first. I wanted him to feel the pain I was afflicting for a long time. It has been a torture sex week for this loser. Not only did I castrate him, but I also carved him up. I cut words into his flesh like Predator, and Rich Douchebag. I cut his dick in little slivers like a tube of salami. This rich, entitled predator tried to fuck the wrong woman and he paid for it with his life. I am never the victim guys. You are.
Ass rape porn was my every day duties from my new sadistic owner
When i got away from my sadistic uncle i didn’t know i would fall in another trap and would be making Ass rape porn for a year after. I ran into a gentle looking man who was going to help me get free. The first night he let me shower and clean up, even fed me a very nice meal. I was young and dumb so I didn’t see when he had drugged my food. When I woke up I was in a basement naked and tied up to a chain attached to the wall. There was a camera on the tripod and he walked up with a mask on. I tried to say anything but he slapped me and choked me until I stopped fighting. I was too weak from what he drugged me with and he was too big to fight off. He turned me over and told me to look at the camera, that he wanted to capture the moment he ripped my ass open. He spread my ass cheeks and rammed his hard cock deep inside me. He didn’t stop even when I screamed out. It made him fuck me harder and harder. I could smell the blood and feel it dripping down my legs. He started choking me ass he fucked my asshole open and i passed out a few times. Every time he woke me up by slapping me. The last time he slapped me he busted my lip open and i could taste the blood as he gave me all the Torture sex my body could take before he filled my asshole up with all his semen. I had to taste blood again because I had to clean his cock off with my mouth. This went on for a year until i escaped.
Eviction notice
Violent phone sex is something im pretty good at. After all, my boyfriend abuses me. Recently the eviction letter was up my boyfriend was angry. He saw red and kept blaming me for not being able to make me. All the rough sex was a punishment. All that I am suitable for is being a slut that’s going to have to provide so that her boyfriend doesn’t leave. Anything that my boyfriend tom wants, I will do. When he brought his friends over to fuck me, I had to take each cock raw. They all wanted a turn to choke me out, slap me around, and spit on my face. All the name-calling got so severe that I began to cry my eyes out while they got rougher. I kept passing out each time they pounded me because they were going too hard with no mercy.
Now that we are having issues making the rent, tom has told me to find a better job. I had to sign up as an escort to make money. When I began working, I kept getting robbed and beaten. Finally, I scraped up enough money for the rent and stopped the eviction. As happy as I thought tom would give me a break, instead, he began to tell me what a loser I am for letting random men fuck me without his consent. Torture sex, for me, was going to be something I’d have to endure forever. A snuff enslaved person I’d be till my last breath.
Ass Rape Porn Star Blair Fights Another Bitch in a Battle of the Anal Whores
Being an ass rape porn star never gets boring. I showed up to make a dirty anal gang bang movie for some fast cash. I spent the money for the mortgage on coke. I had to recuperate that money, or my husband would kill me. He finally started trusting me with money again. He thinks I have been clean and sober for years now. I have just become better at hiding my coke habit. For the most part, I have figured out how to trade my cunt and ass for coke so I do not need cash. Since I doubted that the bank would trade my fuck holes for our $2,000 mortgage, I answered a few ads for snuff porn. I was not the only woman who showed up. Turns out we were costars. There was no male star with us. I felt better about it, but that was fleeting once I found out the terms. Only one of us would be paid. We were fighting each other anally. We had to brutalize each other’s buttholes until the other one simply could not take it anymore. It was like WWE but in the adult world of anal whores. I am a seasoned anal whore. This girl was 20 tops. I had a couple decades of being an anal whore on her. I needed that money. I know a few wrestling moves, so I used them to pin her beneath me so I could fist her ass. I had to get more brutal than that because she started squirting with my fist up her asshole. She liked it. Fuck, I had my work cut out for me. I put my knee on her throat and double fisted her. Now, she was yelping. I told her I was sorry, but I needed that money. I gave her the worst anal torture sex she has ever had. I prolapsed her ass and I made it bleed. She did give up finally. And I paid the mortgage on time. But I was almost busted. If I had not won, I would have been homeless and on my way to divorce court by the end of the week.
Accomplice Phone Sex With The Best Of The Best!
My Accomplice phone sex will leave you drained! When working with the best of the best, that’s what you get. The best. And that’s where I come in, I am the best of the best. I’m the one you call when you need a job done and you don’t know who else to call. Whether its snuff, forced sex, kidnapping, you name it, I am your girl.
So, let me tell you about one of my favorite accomplice phone sex call types. Kidnapping and obduction are some of my favorite types of calls. I don’t care about age one bit. They can be a young one, an adult, or an elderly person. Whoever, and I mean whoever, is in your fantasy I am down to play. Some of my favorite calls deal with young ones and they are so fucking wild.
I can picture it now; we are in a van at the park, and we spot our prey for the evening. We lure them over and whisper promised lies into their ears so that they come with us to our place. Then when we are home, we lock them in the basement, which is soundproof. Then the real fun begins!
With my phone sex, you are in charge, and I am simply the accomplice in your dirty desires. I will follow your lead or take charge if you want. So, just let me know what your dirty heart desires love, and we can fuck the shit out of our prey and torture it like the pathetic creature it is.
I Shouldn’t Have Walked Alone…
Walking home from the corner store with daddy’s booze alone after dark was probably a bad idea in hindsight. I ended up getting surrounded in the park, a group of guys pushed me around and made me their victim. I couldn’t fight them once they pushed me to the ground, I was scared but I knew they wanted to fuck. I didn’t resist as much as I should have, not nearly at all, my cunt soaked once they started pulling out their cocks. It was only a matter of seconds before my knees were bloody and my stockings were ripped open. They forced my asshole open with their cocks and pounded me one by one, only stopping once they shot their hot jizz in me. I stumbled home with my ass leaking loads, daddy knew I had been used and beat me until I passed out…
Choking on Your Cock and Suffocating on Your Cum
Cum and water drip out of my nose and mouth as I feel your hand around my throat.
You see me on the street and pretend to be asking me for directions. Little did I know that you were waiting for a sucker so you could drag them into your van and take them to your place. Your dungeon has an assortment of tools that you like to use to torture your victims: a hand rake to scrape my skin, a curling iron to burn me and, more importantly, your cock. You love to face fuck me and shove your cock so deep down my throat that I can’t breath. Then, you cum in my throat and I try to spit it up. You shove my face into a bucket of water so that I won’t be able to release the cum wad and now cum and water is dripping out of my nose and throat. I can breathe but I am barely alive. Once you put your hand on my throat, it is all over for me, the dumb, helpless victim.


















