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Anal Torture Sex Punishment

torture sexTorture sex is what you get when call a woman an ugly bitch. This cunt came into the strip club and insulted me when I was on stage. The cunt had no room to talk. I called her a fugly bitch and suggested she go troll somewhere else. Big Al kicked her out of the club. She was watching for me as I left and jumped me as I went to my car. She hit me over the head with something that knocked me out. I woke up at her place. Her and a few of her friends decided to fuck me up. They were kicking me in the stomach. That was what woke me up. A bunch of ugly bitches had me tied up, stripped nude and bound on the floor. The position I was in highlighted my ass. It was exposed for a reason. I soon new the reason was to be an ass rape porn star. The bitch that heckled me at the club had the stick to a mop in her hand. It wasn’t thick, but it was fucking long. She dipped the rounded end in some Biofreeze then rammed it up my ass. Oh, my fucking gosh that hurt. My ass was on fire. It felt like I got stung by bees in my ass. That was nothing, however, compared to that stick up my ass. It was tearing through me so deeply I thought it might come out my mouth. It felt like I was shishkebabed. I think my ass is ruined. I take a lot of cock in my ass, but I have never had anything that deep penetrate my butthole. I am still sore and bleeding. I better watch out who I call ugly. I bet you could fuck my prolapsed ass back inside me.


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I Auditioned for a Snuff Porn

snuff pornI auditioned for a snuff porn. I had to prove why I was worthy to die. I looked into his camera and pleaded with him to take my life. I know I am a worthless whore. Just a blonde bimbo with a death wish. He didn’t think I was worthy of death, not yet at least. He said in death I would feel no pain. He wanted me to have many more years of pain. Intense, awful pain. He made me his sex slave instead of his snuff queen. With a collar around my neck and a ball gag in my mouth, he ushered in a bunch of men. He ordered them to fuck me like I was a piece of meat and they were starving wild animals. I was scared because there were so many of them. I wanted to die not be a gangbang rape porn star. Those horny men didn’t care what I wanted. They made me want death even more after they assaulted me. Three cocks in a hole at a time does serious damage to pretty fuck holes. My ass was bleeding. My cunt was stretched to the point one of my cunt lips tore. They grabbed at my tits with such strength that one of my saline bags popped. They ravaged me for so long it felt like I was being fucked to death. He wouldn’t allow me to die, however. He said it was more fun to make me wish I was dead.

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Snuff Sex Betrayal

snuff sexSnuff sex is what I deserve. It is all I get. No man looks at me and wants to make me his wife or his girlfriend. I scream blonde bimbo to men. I represent the type of woman who has scorned them, rejected them, cheated on them… But unlike other women, I am submissive. I wouldn’t cheat on a man. I would give him everything I have and more. When I met Danny a few weeks ago, I had no idea I would end up bound, gagged and battered on his basement floor. Danny had me all wrong. He thought I was a high class girl, maybe even a spoiled rich bitch. He assumed the reason I didn’t go out with him was because I thought he was beneath me. The reason I rejected his date offer was because I am owned by someone. Some one who would dismember me and keep me locked in a cage under the bed for even kissing another man. When I was hit over the head last night going to my car, I assumed it was my owner and I had made some small infraction he took personally.  When I woke back up, I discovered it was a jilted man seeking revenge. He had me tied to a support beam. I was black and blue from the beating he gave me. I saw the blow torch and pissed myself. I pleaded and begged for my life. I tried explaining  that I was more like a snuff porn start than a gfe type. All he could see was a woman who rejected him. He branded his name into my flesh with his name. He burned my flesh off and when it scabs over, his name will be forever etched on my body. He didn’t kill me, but he sealed my fate. When master sees another man’s name on my body, he will certainly kill me for my betrayal.


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Extreme Domination Phone Sex: Bust My Saline Bags

domination phone sexDomination phone sex is always extreme with me. I am an extreme BDSM babe. I only go to the seedy and hardcore clubs. Sometimes, that means I meet some unsavory types like Rico. He is a notorious sex trafficker in my town. I never worry about being sold into slavery because I am too old and used up for the slave trade. Guys paying for trafficked girls want something too young and very tight. Rico likes me because I am a pain slut and I rarely say no to anything. I went back to his place because he has a slave palace, complete with a cage under the bed. He was in a more violent mood than usual. He tied me to the bar above his bed and used my tits as a punching bag. I think he busted one of my saline bags. Wouldn’t be the first. I thought I was going to vomit from the pain. I am a great pain slut, but this was too much. He mangled my boobs, then decided to hit my face. Most of time, guys don’t touch my face. Not Rico. He says women give better head when they have black eyes and swollen lips. By the time he pulled his cock out, I looked like Rocky after losing a fight. He told me to use his cum as salve as he nutted on my face. Torture sex is always very violent with Rico. Is it with you too?


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My Cannibalism Phone Sex Desires

cannibalism phone sexDo you have cannibalism phone sex fantasies? I do. I think I would make a tasty meal. I am thick and juicy. Nice round rump, thick thighs. My fantasy is that you kidnap me. Maybe I am hitchhiking or perhaps you spot me at a bar or at the mall and think I look delicious. I have no clue about your plans to consume my flesh. When you start talking about how thick and juicy I am, it goes over my head. I think you just like a woman with meat on her bones. You know more cush for the push.  You spike my drink, which makes me very sleepy. The next thing I know, I am naked, and you are rubbing my body with olive oil. I think it is some type of makeshift lube for your cock, but you ae putting it all over my body. And it its mixed with some seasonings that smell strong and good. I see the big pot of boiling water and I wonder what is for dinner. Honestly, I am still clueless that I am dinner until you carry me over to the pot. I see the chopped up veggies in the pot. It is not until you submerge me in the hot seasoned water, that I understand I was kidnapped to feed you. It makes my pussy wet to know you will consume my flesh. I hope you find me delectable down to the bone. Eating my flesh would make a hot snuff porn.


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Snuff Sex Sentence

snuff sexI was sentenced to snuff sex as my punishment. I faced a trial and a jury and was sentenced to a painful death, a public painful death. My crime? I was a judge who took bribes and sentenced women to prison and death for things they did not do. According to my executioner B, my death was a long time coming. In a public forum, I was on a platform in my judicial robe. That soon came off me. I was stripped of any shred of decency and power I thought I possessed. I was smug at first, but my executioner smacked the smugness off my face. Once I was stripped naked in front of a large audience cheering my death, I felt the shame my victims must have felt. My executioner made it clear that I was going to die in pain. My death would speedy, but it hinged on one thing, my orgasm. I was injected with microscopic robots that would trigger a massive heart attack the moment I came. When I heard that, I fought some more, but soon I was tied down and spread eagle. The microscopic killers had already invaded my bloodstream. My executioner just had to ensure my orgasm. In front of thousands of people, I was naked, spread eagle and getting fucked by a large fuck machine. Despite my fear and humiliation, it was a biological clock ticking to my death. Under my judicial robe, was a kinky pain slut who no matter how hard she tried, she could not hold back an orgasm, not even under such grave circumstances. I let out a huge moan as I came my final time. My body stiffened up and my heart felt like it was being squeezed so hard it could pop. That was it, I was dead. Just like that, executioner B gave me my comeuppance. What is your dark fantasy phone sex death sentence for me?


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Ass Rape Porn Little Sluts

ass rape pornI love being an ass rape porn star. The more my ass gets fucked and ruined, the more gigs I get. Everyone wants to hire the girl that will take anything or anyone up her ass. I answered a casting call for an anal sex whore. The ad clearly wanted a seasoned whore because it said ass virgins need not apply. I have been taking cock up my ass since I was daddy’s ass slave. When I showed up to the casting call, I was expecting to fuck the director or at least the casting guy. I was hired on the spot. The director had seen my work. He was even hoping I would audition. This was not going to be a mainstream movie. This was a private movie being made for one viewer. I didn’t care if I got paid. I should have let that be a red flag, but I let the Benjamin’s distract me. The next day I showed up at some remote mansion. I met an older Greek man name Nick. He showed me the room where the filming would be. I was shocked to see 6 very young girls tied up and gagged. They appeared to be sex trafficked girls. They were looking at me for help, but I knew if I tried to let them go, I would be killed. This shit was real. The premise of this home movie was that I was the head mistress at an anal training school for young girls. I told myself to focus on the money. When I started force fucking those young asses with dildos and beer bottles, I got super wet. I have my own rape phone sex fantasies. I tore those little buttholes up. They were bleeding and prolapsed. The young girls were crying and screaming, which made me wetter and our patron harder. After a few hours of force fucking those asses, they were primed for his dick. It felt good to be on the other side of the pain for once. Nick is having me come back to help him train some more little trafficked whores. I can’t wait.


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Snuff Sex Turns Me On

snuff sexHe asked me if I was into snuff sex. We were at a BDSM club. I was high and in a bad ass mood. The club I go to is strictly a BDSM club. No blood or bodily fluids can be exchanged, or they lose their license. Phone numbers and social media information, however, can be exchanged. When a guy asks you about snuff sex, it is code in the BDSM underworld for violent sex. It doesn’t mean you have a death wish. Its aggressive, hardcore fucking that sometimes makes you wish you were dead. When I got home that night, I looked up Mr. Tall Dark and Brooding on Facebook and Twitter. He was clearly a bad boy player, which meant the sex would be off the charts. I showed up at his place two days later for some hot sex. Apparently, our ideas about hooking up were different. When I arrived, it wasn’t a cool loft like I expected. Red flag. I should have run. It was a dilapidated old warehouse that was partially burned out. What wasn’t destroyed, looked like a drug house. Honestly, I thought he punked me. I figured he was not interested in me and he gave me bogus information. Typical guy behavior. I started to leave, when some one hit me over the head. I woke up and I was bound, gagged and surrounded by men. This was snuff porn, not hot rough sex. These men looked like wild beasts starving for my flesh. I heard his voice over a speaker. He was serving as a macabre director. He told the guys to tear me from limb to limb. At his command, like well trained dogs, they attacked. They were pulling my limbs, fucking my ass and even eating my flesh. The pain was agonizing. It was like a zombie attack.  All I could think about, was what was wrong with me? I was being dismembered, force fucked and eaten alive. Instead of being terrified, I was wet and super aroused. I am such a sick bitch.


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Torture Sex is My Religion

torture SexTorture sex is my religion. I am a total dark pain slut. I do shit I know could get me killed. I answered a fetish modeling ad on the dark net last week. Any ad on the dark net could end up with me dead. Guys troll for dumb bimbos like me. I am not really that dumb, however. They just think no woman would really want that much pain and torture, but then they never met a woman like me. I have been a cutter all my life. I was daddy’s fuck slave and punching bag before I was even a school girl yet. I have grown up with pain. I crave it now and my threshold has only increased. That is why I am on the dark net hooking up with men for torture fun. Regular Joes can’t fathom the kind of pain I can endure. The kind of pain I want. Thursday night, I showed up at the warehouse I was told to be at. It was dilapidated and filled with cobwebs and creepy crawlies. I followed the light. There I met three men who just introduced themselves as Master 1, 2 and 3. Their faces were obscured by leather masks. I saw the torture chamber and it made my cunt wet. Knifes, blow torches, rope, clamps and piercing needles. They tied me up spread eagle to an old wooden board. They bound my tits so tightly that they immediately turned blue and purple. My pussy was juicy from the pain. They cut my flesh, gave me electric shocks and burned my hair. They wanted me to beg for mercy, not plead for more. I knew they had never seen a whore like me before. When they all started fucking me at once, my ass rape porn star side shined. I begged for all three dicks in my ass at once. They gave up. They were pussies. They could have killed me if they wanted too, but they either wussed out or didn’t want me to enjoy the pain. You won’t wuss, out will you?


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Watching Snuff Movies

snuff moviesAfter hours of watching snuff movies with Paul, he was so fucked up he wanted to reenact a scene. I thought he was kidding, but he throttled me onto the floor and bound my arms and my feet. He dragged me to his basement like I was a side of beef. Each stair he dragged my bound body down, I was sure would leave a mark. He was extremely angry and hyped up on some sort of meth. He strung me up to a rafter like I was a side of beef. He laughed at me as tears streamed down my face. He put clothes pins on my nipples. He put a wide butt plug up my ass, so I wouldn’t shit myself as he inflicted pain. He whipped my body until it was bloody. He just had this evil smirk on his face. It was torture sex. Nothing but pain. He slapped my face a few times until blood trickled from a busted lip. He wanted my bloody mouth giving him head. He skull fucked my mouth as I bled on his dick. He was so mean and violent with my body. He had never been like this before. I didn’t know what to do. There was nothing I could do but take it. After he came in my bloodied mouth, he used my face as his punching bag. My screams annoyed him because he stuffed a ball gag in my mouth while he took a match to my nipples and clit. He enjoyed melting the flesh off my most sensitive areas. The smell of my burning flesh made me puke. I started to gag on my own vomit because of the ball gag, but he just watched me choke on my own puke until I passed out. My pain is his pleasure. Is it yours too?


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