Tag: Torture sex

Torture Phone Sex and Tender Age Flesh

torture phone sexTorture phone sex calls are my favorite. The screams of victims fuel me. Torture includes castration, which I am known for. But it also includes all sorts of sexual mutilation on boys and girls. I like to prolong the pain. There is no fun in a quick kill or even a mercy killing. Pain arouses me. Not my pain. Your pain or the pain of some agreed upon victim. And when it comes to victims, I do not discriminate. I like killing and maiming all ages, races and genders. Young ones bleed better and brighter. The smell of their blood is sweeter too. I hooked up with a guy last week to torture this teen cock tease. She has been using him for money. He has been a sugar daddy with none of the benefits. Girls cannot expect to be spoiled indefinitely without putting out. The little cock tease threatened to call the police when he tried to get head from her. That is when he looked me up on the dark net. I help men with their problems. I can make little bitches compliant. I can make them suffer. I can even make them snuff porn stars. He did not want her dead, but he wanted her to feel his pain. I am sure his blue balls were nothing compared to what I did to her, but she will never give a man blue balls again. I carved her up. I sliced her labia lips off. I pierced her clit and nipples for shits and giggles. I carved whore in her tender age flesh. She screamed and bled like a stuck pig. The man who she took advantage of was there too, but he wore a mask. This one we let live. His choice, not mine. But he did finally fuck her. He fucked her ass and pussy. I uglied the bitch up. No man will ever want the cock teasing whore again. She has the rest of her life to think about what she has done.

Castration Phone Sex Fantasy Vs Reality

castration phone sex I get Ims and emails daily about castration phone sex. So many losers in the world who know they have worthless balls but are too wimpy to do it themselves. Apparently, they are too stupid to know how this works either. On the phone it must be role play because I am not there to really take your balls, even though many times I wish I were. In my personal life, I castrate guys often. They pay me thousands of dollars, not $2.00 a minute, LOL. On the phone, we either simulate what it would be like to have your balls removed by a bad ass bitch, or you have a sharp knife handy and be prepared to call 911 after our call. Phone castration is fantasy phone sex. Logic would make you think that most men would know that, but some losers think I can come right on over with my knife collection and cut off their balls. This is phone sex, not an escort service. The men whose balls I take in real time have either paid me handsomely or just pissed me off that much like Gerry last week. Small dick loser who thought he could talk down to me. He made a couple wrong assumptions. First, he assumed I wanted to fuck him. Hell, no. I have standards and he did not meet any of them. Two, he thought he could insult me. Maybe that works on insecure women, but I am not insecure. I thought I left the loser in the bar, but he followed me home. Well, he followed me to my kill shack in the woods because I realized he was following me. He never left the cabin. I cut off his balls and his dick and left him outside bleeding, so the wild animals would tear him apart limb by limb. Gerry paid with his life for being a tool. If you are lucky, you just pay for a call and some extreme CBT torture sex.

Ass Rape Porn for Coke

as rape pornMy weekend kicked off early with my drug dealer, an ass rape porn and several of his friends anxious to make me earn my party supplies. Marcus is black with a huge cock. I measured him once at 11-inches. His friends were bigger than him. I knew I was in trouble because I was asking for three times my normal weekend supply, but my sons were having a party. I needed to be able to keep up with about 20 young horny schoolboys. To get that amount of coke, my ass had to take a lot of cock. My sons were excited to watch. They love watching me get used like a dirty porno queen. Marcus and his black buddies were ready to make a gangbang rape porn with a white suburban housewife. My sons grabbed popcorn like they were watching a movie. Marcus put a dog collar around my neck and put a leash on my collar. He paraded me around to show me off to his buddies. They slapped their big black dicks across my face and ass. They fish hooked my mouth and they groped my body. I felt big black hands on my tits and ass. Sometimes, they smacked my ass with their hands, other times with their cocks. The even choked me some too. When they started fucking my ass my sons started jacking off their cocks watching with excitement. They love seeing mommy get ass fucked. It did not take but a few dicks to gape my asshole. Marcus wanted to check out the damage and so did my boys. I pushed the cum out of my asshole. I heard the boys giggle and say mommy is such an anal whore. Marcus went back to sodomizing my ass because they were only getting started. I got my weekend party supplies, but I got one hell of an ass fucking too.

Killer Phone Sex: You are the Victim, Never Me

killer phone sexI have killer phone sex fantasies, do you? A guy called me last night and wanted to kill me. We do not always get what we want in life, losers. I am not the victim type. Try to make me a victim, you will pay with your life. Dean hired me to kill his ex-wife. It was a simple contract killing. He wanted no torture or anything. He wanted it to look like a robbery gone bad. I kill per a client’s request if it makes sense to do it that way. When I arrived to discuss business with him, he tried to flip the tables. He thought he was going to kill me. And he thought he could force his pathetic dick in my pussy. Oh boy was he out of his league. I am always prepared for the unexpected. Smart killers always are prepared. I had a big knife strapped to my leg and I cut him where it would hurt. He was bigger and stronger than me, but not as smart. I was able to disable him and get him restrained with my handcuffs. I cut his clothes off and showed him some torture sex before ending his life. No way I would let anyone who thought they could dupe me or kill me, live. I carved a big V in his chest to make my mark on the loser. Then I mutilated his man bits. And bits they were. Why is it always the tiny dick losers who think they can force themselves on women? Not this woman. I sliced his balls off his body with a serrated blade. It left a nasty mark. A scar was the least of his worries. He was bleeding out and I was not in the mood to practice any life saving measures on a tool who just tried to fuck me. I never killed his ex-wife. Not sure if she really existed. I did, however, kill him. It was a contract killing gone wrong. Gone wrong for him.

Roleplay phone sex sub slut Stephanie

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I’m all dressed up in my sexy nurse ourfit and ready to be your naughty, roleplay phone sex whore. We can get as dark and evil as you want, as long as Nurse Stephanie gets to use her sharp, new scalpel and carve up some patients with you. I can even bring along someone for us to play with. I’ll run an ad online and lure in some unsuspecting slut that thinks she’s going to be a porn star. The best thing about a twisted cunt like me is how convincing I can be. Just watch as I get this stupid slut to look directly into the camera and beg to be your next victim. You get to bend your naughty nurse over and pound my evil whore pussy as I slice this bitch’s ear off and force her to chew it up. I’ll take a hammer to her face and bust her teeth out to the rhythm of you beating this wet kitty. Together, we can abuse and torture the fuck out of this worthless, disposable cum rag. When you’re finished with her I’ll force fuck her asshole with shards of broken glass. When she opens her mouth to scream out in pain, you can ram your cock down her throat and drown her with your hot piss.

 

Castration Phone Sex Fantasy

castration phone sexThink you want castration phone sex? You would be surprised how many men do. They lack the balls to take their balls. Pun intended, LOL. That is where I come in. I am not afraid to chop off a man’s balls. Let’s be honest for a moment. If a man wants his balls removed, is he a man? I do not think so. I think I need to step in and chop those worthless nuggets off for a loser who cannot muster the guts to do it himself. Many find me from my ads on the dark web. Some I find all on my own, like Terry. He is a neighbor. Turns out he is a peeping Tom too. I was up late on calls, and I heard something in the yard. So did my dog. There was Terry with his face pressed against the bedroom window. I was in my dungeon which is in the front of the house. I ran outside with Billie my Rottweiler who is very protective of me. She stopped him from hopping the fence. I told him he could come inside, or I would call the cops. He chose to come inside. Did I mention he is a schoolteacher? Total pervert and I had no idea until last night. Once he was inside, I told him I was old school. I still believe in an eye for an eye punishment. I used my taser on him to make him more manageable. I put him in my castration chair to take his worthless testicles. This chair has killed criminals in the past. Now, it is castrating perverts. The way to stop a peeping Tom is to take away his dirty urges. The way to do that is to remove his balls. I separated his cock from his balls. One slice and they were dog food. Billie loves eating worthless balls. I used a hot skillet to cauterize his wound. And I sent the loser back home with his balls. I am a cock and balls torture sex queen. I have no problem treating your man bits like Mike Tyson’s opponent. 

Torture Phone Sex Show

torture phone sexIt has been a torture phone sex weekend. My husband took the boys camping. I do not camp unless it is a cabin the woods with a spa bathroom. I love the great outdoors. I just do not want to sleep with creepy crawlies. My stepson paid me a visit last night. It is never good for me when he shows up when my husband is not around. He is Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. He loves to torture me. He loves to profit off my body. He is a sick fuck. He tweaks on the weekends and holidays. He is a total meth head. When he needs money, he pays me a visit. He loves to live stream our torture sex sessions. The sounds of Bitcoins makes him up his game. Men pay to see him do nasty and painful shit to my MILF body. Men who must hate their mothers because they pay to see me punched, burned, fucked and cut. My stepson was fucking my ass when someone paid him a large sum of Bitcoins to fist my ass. Not just fist it, but double fist it. I was scared. He has big hands. I am a tiny woman. Sure, I can take cock in my ass, but two big hands? He was nice enough to use lube, but not sure it mattered much. It was painful as fuck. He even left his rings on to shred my asshole. The viewers were eating it up though. I could hear the barrage of dings as men tipped him for ruining my asshole. I was bleeding and shitting. By the time he was done, his hands were coated in my blood and shit. I was crying from the pain. He just shoved his fingers in my mouth and made me clean up the mess I made of him. I was just grateful it was over. Over at least for the day. He will be back, and it will be worse than this time. It always is.

Pass her around

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I want to slice a bimbo up this weekend. I want her to be coked out of her mind and want to give her the cock she craves. Seeing a slutty young whore be tortured is what I thrive on and look for in a slut.
I want you to know you are a pathetic worthless cum dump, and you deserve all the beatings you get and more. Torture sex is so fun! I want you to be in such excruciating pain that you don’t know what to
do next. All you will ever be suitable for is to be fucked and tossed like garbage. All the boys on campus will invade your holes and pass you around and smack you up because that’s what you deserve.

Snuff Sex with a Bad Ass Domme

snuff sexHe traded me to a female Mistress. Master never told me why, but this bad ass bitch showed up at my door and told me I was her snuff sex whore for 24 hours.  I was not sure about this arrangement. I mean, I am accustomed to male masters. When I questioned her, she punched me in the gut so hard, I doubled over. She tied me up tightly and began torturing me.  She was in this leather BDSM outfit. She was hot and my cunt was wet. She was streaming our time together. She put on a monstrous strap-on to violate my ass.  She informed that things could go two ways for me. I could let her fuck me and use me for hardcore bondage and anal torture or I could suffer a more painful fate. Mutilation or maybe even death. I am a pain slut, and a good submissive whore, but women scare me as masters. This bitch was into some sick torture sex and I am not taking about nipple torture and whippings. She has pictures of girls whose cunts she had stapled and sewed shut. I smelled the blood and death in the air. She had killed recently in the very room I was in. I did not want to die that day, so I told her to fuck me however she wanted. I chose to endure some pain getting some ass torture if it meant my pussy would not be mutilated and I got to keep on breathing.  She used everything she could find from her fist to a baseball bat to fuck my asshole. If you are looking for a whore to torture and kill or explore your rape fantasies with, I will do whatever you want to stay alive, just like I did with that bad ass bitch mistress. I am a tough victim too. She shredded my asshole, and I am still walking!

Snuff Porn Death Scene

snuff pornHe told me he wanted to put me in snuff porn. I needed the money, and I did not grasp yet what he was taking about because I was jonesing for my next fix. I thought I was at a temp modeling agency, but this agency was much more sinister. The guy I interviewed with was a sex trader who sells women on the black market. He did not have a job for me. He had a buyer for me. I just had no clue, until it was too late. I was in this dark room waiting to meet who I thought was my co-star. He was my captor and executioner. This was like Hostel. Women were duped into auditioning for their deaths. The guy came in wearing a black mask. He told me I was a piece of trash and a worthless junkie whore. He thought I was some street junkie who had no family who would look for her. I am a suburban housewife with a secret life. A secret life that was going to get me killed. He had all sorts of knives and devices that could cause fatal harm to me. He was into torture sex. He flunked out of medical school, but since he comes from money, he can buy his fun and fund his sick education. He started slicing my skin, peeling it off my body so he could see my veins and the blood pulse through them. The pain was immeasurable. I had never felt anything like this before. Surely, I was about to die. Die a horrible and painful death. I was tied up in his chair, skinless. Every nerve in my body exposed for his macabre experiments. I was going into shock when he doused me in gasoline and lit me on fire. I felt like I was in hell. I wished I were because that would have meant I was dead already. What are your snuff phone sex fantasies?