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Snuff Sex Sunday: I Worship at the House of Pain

snuff sexSnuff sex is better than church. The only place I worship on Sundays is the House of Pain. My master is my God. He was in a foul mood this morning. He loves inflicting pain on his subby blonde bimbo, but today was more pain than normal. He had at least 100 clothes pins. He pinched them all over my skin. Every time I grimaced, he smiled. He clustered them around my pussy. I looked like a freak show. He put them on my big fake tits too. I was chained to a metal rod above me with a heavy weight belt around my waist designed to keep me on my knees while he skull fucked me. He would pull on the clothespins while thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth for some torture sex fun. He was making me say blasphemous things and hail him as my God. He pissed down my throat and anointed me in his cum. After he was done cumming, he invited some of his disciples over to use his prized pet. They fucked my mouth and my ass. My pussy was off limits because he is trying to breed me. I have gotten too old for him. He wants me to have a baby girl, so he can abuse the fuck out her tiny tight holes. He is my God, I do whatever he tells me. I will even abort any boy brats I have, because he only wants me to have girls. I hope I get pregnant soon, because if I don’t, I know he will kill me.


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Bondage Phone Sex Gone Deadly

bondage phone sexIt started off as bondage phone sex. I met him on Tinder and we just had phone sex for weeks. He said he was married. I have phone sex for a living, so having phone sex with him was not a problem. Last night his wife decided to go on an overnight with her sister, so he invited me over. I knew it was risky. His wife could come home anytime unexpectedly. Or, he could be the modern day Ted Bundy. I like risk, however. It is what makes me a great kinky fetish slut. He had a room for bondage. His bed was even designed for a slave complete with sleeping quarters in a cage underneath. This man was a serious lifestyle master. My cunt got wet thinking of how risky this was for me. Until now, we had never met. Anything he told me, was likely a lie because I saw no family pictures anywhere when I entered his place. Plus, if his wife was a lifestyle sub, why did he need her to be gone to bring me over. Despite the glaring red flags, I walked into the trap willingly. Once I was tied to his kinky bed, it was obvious snuff porn was on his mind with me as the star. He whipped my back so hard, I bled. He carved whore across my boobs with a pocket knife. He burned my body with a fat stogie. He pissed into my burn wounds and the cuts on my flesh. He sodomized my ass for hours. First with his cock, then with his fist.  My ass prolapsed. I knew I should scream for help or beg for mercy but I couldn’t. I didn’t want to. Honestly, I was enjoying the pain and torture.  What the fuck is wrong with me? Nothing. I am just a submissive taboo phone sex slut who loves to be abused.

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Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Cum True

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Rape phone sex fantasies get me wet. I think they get many women wet, just most women are not kinky sluts like me, so they won’t admit that they have dark fantasies like this. I am seeing this guy. He is dominant of course. He asked me about my deep dark fantasies. I told him I had rape fantasies. He told me you couldn’t take the willing. I never thought about it like that. We got to drinking Friday night and having some hot S&M games. He had me wear a face mask, so I couldn’t see anything. Suddenly, the alarm to his house went off. We heard glass shattered first. His dog was barking and with the alarm, we knew there was an intruder. I couldn’t see what was going on as the mask was locked to my face. I heard my man arguing with a guy, pleading for our lives, then a gunshot and a thud. I was screaming for my boyfriend, but another man answered instead. I was punched in the face right before I felt my legs being pulled apart. I couldn’t see what was going on, but I could feel I was being force fucked. I could taste blood, my blood as it trickled from my nose to my mouth. I screamed, but I was punched again. After what seemed like hours of being assaulted, my mask was ripped off. There was my boyfriend and a friend laughing at me. “Still have rape fantasies,” he inquired? They laughed at scaring me half to death, assaulting my pussy and punching my face so hard that I bled. I had been punked. Cruel joke but it made my pussy wetter than ever. What is wrong with me? I begged him to punk me again soon. I am such a sick bitch.


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Snuff Porn with a Tender Age Cutie

snuff pornSnuff porn stars tell me its all fake all the time. But, I watched as my master make a real one. He made it with a girl I brought him. She was a tender age school girl. I brought her home from the mall for him to play with, but she thought I was a friend of her mom’s. Stupid cunt should have known better. You never get into a car with a stranger, not even a woman. Master fucked her up good. I mean his cock alone split that tiny whore in two. Her virgin pussy was all bloody. Her ass prolapsed. There was no way I could return her to her parents. She was damaged goods. Very damaged goods. Her tiny girl’s parts were mangled and bloody. She could not even walk. She kept passing out. I had an idea that made me Master’s favorite slut. Snuff movies bring in the bucks. I told him he should kill her on film. Dissect her like a frog in biology class, but first force fuck her tiny holes on camera. That kind of sick shit, men love to see. They pay top dollar when the victim is a tiny young thing. Master thought my idea was genius. He enjoyed her tiny fuck holes some more before he gutted her like a deer he snagged on a hunting trip. I opened a can of worms. He told me if I didn’t keep supplying him with a tender morsel, he would snuff out me too. I went into fight or flight mode. I am a survivor. If my life depends on leading a little lamb to slaughter, then I will bring him a heard of lambs. Parents better keep their daughters close to home. Now there are two with murderous thoughts for young school age girls on the prowl. Do you like tender age girls? Maybe, I can help you snag one as your playmate too. I promise you, I’m a good accomplice.


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Suff Porn: I was Terminated for Being a Whore at Work

snuff pornSnuff porn is what he said we were making. He said it was fake. He paid me upfront. I needed the money. I didn’t research him or check him out. I only thought about the money. Everything was fine at first. The scenario was that I was a bad employee being fired. I was getting punished for fucking the UPS man and other employees at work. I was also caught masturbating at my desk. This film was supposed to be a slave training and punishment video. I was only supposed to be spanked and force fucked. Then when he said he was terminating me. I knew he was serious. He was looking at the camera saying terminate in such a manner that I knew this was no film. I was positive terminate didn’t mean fire. This was real. This was snuff sex. I was bent over the desk naked with his cock up my ass with his hands tightly wrapped around my throat. As he fucked me he screamed, “Your terminated.” He said it repeatedly. His grip kept getting tighter. I was going to die for real. He wanted me terminated as in dead. The world won’t miss a dumb bimbo, will they?


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Accomplice Phone Sex: Let Me Be Your Sadistic WingMan

accomplice phone sexEven though I am a submissive, I can still do accomplice phone sex. When Master tells me to help with the slave training of a young whore, I do it. If I ignore him, my punishment is always severe.  He uses me to trap the girls too. Girls are never afraid of other girls. That is why a submissive whore like me makes a great wingman for a sadistic man like you. He told me what he wanted: super young, blonde and no tits or pussy hair yet. I knew where to find such a girl. The mall. Those young cock teases live at the mall. They window shop with their friends and get dirty old men to buy them Starbucks drinks and food at the food court. I asked a girl to help me look for my lost daughter who was about her age. When we were outside the mall, I pushed her in the van. Master would be very happy with me. I don’t like abusing young girls, but it is better them than me. If I beat a little bitch good, break her into submission, master leaves me alone. I’m in survival mode. Do you have rape phone sex fantasies? Master loves force fucking virgin holes. He wants to see blood. He wants to ruin little bald pussies and pink puckered asses. He makes me fist their holes first, so they can better accommodate his 9 inch shaft. They scream, plead, beg and cry, but that just makes Master harder. Once he has ruined their holes, I must dispose of the bodies. I have become quite skillful at disposing of dead girls where no one will find them or at least, be able to recognize them. I promise I will bring you the most tender piece of flesh you can imagine.

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Extreme Bondage Phone Sex Slave

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex to the extreme is one of the many things I do. I am a submissive slut, but I am not the 50 Shades of Gray kind of BDSM girl. That is so tame in comparison to my life. I have a master who is a far cry from Mr. Gray. He is more like Freddy Krueger or Jason Vohrees if they were real and owned bitches. He had me chained in his basement dungeon for days. I was deprived heat and water, even food. I had no potty breaks which meant I was shitting and pissing where I was chained up. I was on the rag too, but I was not even given basic sanitary protection. I knelt in my own piss, shit and blood for several days until he decided he wanted to play with his dirty pet. I was relived when I heard the footsteps coming down the stairs, but it was short lived. He had a friend with him. One with four legs and a big slimy red rocket. I was made to suck it before he would even grant me one wish. After I downed man’s best friend’s nasty spunk, I begged to clean myself up. He just laughed at me and had his friend piss on me. No wish was granted. He came downstairs to have some nasty fun with his play thing. He had a dildo made of glass to penetrate my fuck holes, but before he fucked his slave, he smashed the dildo, so he was fucking me with broken glass. He is a sub’s worst nightmare. He likes to shred flesh, scar a whore. He told me I was too pretty with too perfect holes to be his slave, so he ruined me. He tore my cunt from the inside out, my ass too then he tied me back up. He said he had a surprise for me later. I think I would rather die.


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Torture Sex: Death by Roman Crucifixion

torture sexTorture sex was how I died. He was my executioner. I had been sentenced to die by a judge, but this was no ordinary prison. This was an experimental prison exploring new forms of torture and death for women like me. My executioner had been exploring death by Roman crucifixion. Do you know how painful that is? It is a gruesome and painful way to die. Before he nailed me to the cross, however, he whipped me over a hundred times. Both sides of my body were battered and bleeding from the lashes of his whip before he nailed me to the cross with outstretched arms and legs. I didn’t look peaceful nailed to the cross like Jesus. Did you know they don’t nail you by the hands and feet? He drove 6 inch nails into my wrists and my ankles. My entire body weight was being supported by my nailed limbs, which but a strain on my rib cage thus making it torture to just breathe. I couldn’t take in a full breath. I didn’t die of exposure or pain; I died of asphyxiation. I could feel my battered and bloodied body turning blue from lack of oxygen. I could feel myself getting weak. I thought I would be on that cross for days, but it was more like hours. My executioner stood watching me die, aroused. It was like he was looking at a work of art, not a dying woman. I deserved my death, but even as a pain slut, my executioner enjoyed my capital punishment more than me.


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Sex with Dead Bodies is What He Wanted for Christmas

sex with dead bodiesSex with dead bodies is what he said he wanted for Christmas. I looked at him and laughed. I didn’t think he was serious. When I started laughing and dismissed what he was saying as a joke, he throttled me. His hands, big and strong, were wrapped around my neck tightly. I was fighting him off, but he was so strong. I could feel myself getting weak because I was losing oxygen. I managed to get away. I ran to the bathroom and locked myself in. But, it was like a scene from The Shining. He took an axe to the door and said, “Here’s Tommy.” I was trapped. I pleaded for my life. I begged for forgiveness for doubting he wanted to fuck my dead corpse. He claimed I was on Santa’s naughty list and didn’t deserve to live. I had no where to go. I was in the tub with my hands covering my face when he started hacking at my arms. My blood sprayed the walls. I slumped over the tub. My arms bleeding out into the tub. I felt his cock enter my ass as I my body slowly drained out in the tub.  The last thing I remember was a knife to my throat as he told me my old used up ass wasn’t tight enough to get him off. He slit my throat, saying maybe I would be a better fuck dead. What do you think?


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Taboo Phone Sex Whore Needs a Dominant Daddy

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Taboo phone sex is my specialty. I do the things most women won’t even consider. That is because I am a submissive whore. My only goal in life is to serve men, no matter how dark their fantasies may be. I was raised to put men’s needs first. My father was never loving with me. I was daddy’s slave. He pimped me out and used me for his own sexual needs. I never minded because I knew I was lucky he put a roof over my head and clothes on my bimbo body. Although, I have not seen daddy in years, I am naturally attracted to older men with a dark side. Sometimes, I regret that I have daddy issues. It leads me down a dark path more often than not. When I met Brian on the dark net, he seemed like the perfect bad daddy for me. He was into punishing girls. He sounded like an old school BDSM man, but when I met him, he was something far more sinister. He pushed me into the basement of his nice house. I was stripped naked and tied to a rack where he whipped me until I bled. I felt like a nigger slave who had fled the plantation and got caught. He was much crueler than he led me to believe. I was thinking spanking, bondage and maybe some flogging, but he tore the flesh from my bones and urinated into my bleeding wounds. It was both humiliating and painful. His cock was rock hard. “I like punishing you baby girl,” he said as he whipped me with one hand, and jacked off with the other.  I was fighting back the tears. My real daddy punished me harder if I cried. Turned out this daddy wanted me to cry because when I couldn’t fight back my tears anymore, he stopped whipping me. I guess I need to work on being a better whore so I can know what my daddies want from their little whore.


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