Sitting in my car, staring at her from afar. She looked like the perfect victim. She was laughing giggle without a care in the world. I knew she 
was going to be the perfect one for my torture phone sex. I walked up and asked who would help me with a particular project. Of course, that gleeful little bitch volunteered, and I took her by the hand, and we were off.
Once we were in the car, we drove for a bit to my cozy little cabin off the lake. It was in a secluded part no one would ever look for her here. She was a lovely victim in every sense of the word. She asked so many questions, eyes full of life. I am going to enjoy degrading and torturing phone sex with her soft little body. I helped her get out of the car with those pesky internal locks to help keep prying victims in. When she emerged, I grabbed her hands, pulled them hard behind her back, and shoved a sock right into her mouth. The muffled screams were so heavenly I knew she was just right.
This bitch started to fight, so I kicked her in the gut and choked her little throat. It didn’t take long for her to see I was in charge. I dragged her into the house and pushed her down. All that whimpering made my cunt so wet. I took my time playing with her body. Inflicted some of the most hardcore torture phone sex I could think of. That body took a beating more than I expected she could handle. I took my candle and branded her pathetic thighs. My iron was ready, searing her little beaten body in all the right places.
Torture phone sex
I kept my victim alive for days. The abuse was so much sexual and brutal. Sometimes, I’d wake her and let my friends violate those little holes. She lasted about five days. A lot longer than others that I had tortured. I lit the fire and burned her body to a crisp then left her bones out for the wolves. Now it’s time again to find my next little slut is ready to join me?
