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I haven’t been doing well in school. My grades are bad, and I’ve been getting a lot of detention. My daddy spanks me every time he gets a phone call from the school but apparently, I needed to, “be taught a real lesson.” When my principle called about catching me fucking a boy after school in the stairwell, Daddy became furious. He dragged me down to the basement by my hair. My scalp and body was on fire from being dragged on the stares and cold concrete.

He then ordered me to strip naked. He set up a camera, told me he was going to bring some people who can teach me a lesson and left me in the cold dark basement. I stood for hours shivering. When the door opened, my daddy and a few strange men walked in. They had tools and chains with them. “Clearly you’re not good enough for school. The only thing you’re good for now is to be our little fuck toy,” one mad said.

Big wet tears dripped down my face. They had me stand front and center for the camera. Daddy said they ran a live stream so that everyone would know how much of a skank I was. Daddy took out a long leather whip and began lashing me as hard as he could. I screeched in pain. My skin went from red to split open with every lash. Snot dripped down my face as I begged for him to stop. But him and his friends just laughed.

Daddy and all of his friends cut and whipped at my skin until I was various shades of black, purple and red. Then he ordered the men to live out their twisted rape fantasies me until my cunnie and rosebud bled. They did this for days. Every day I was forced to fuck strangers until I couldn’t move. My dad always kept the camera rolling for his viewers. More and more they want to see more horrific things. What do you think they’ll do next?


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Snuff Porn Thanksgiving Meal

snuff pornI was in an evil snuff porn mood yesterday. It was Thanksgiving and I was hungry. A special kind of hunger. Holidays deserve special meals. I went hunting for the perfect white meat when I saw him. He was portly and unattractive. But I wasn’t going to fuck him. I was just going to eat him. When it comes to a good meal, you want extra meat on those bones. I prefer man meat for a few reasons. One, they rarely dye their hair or use super sweet smelling shit on their bodies. They have some muscle on them, which is leaner meat and therefore healthier.  So, when I saw him, I licked my lips. I had found my perfect meal for Thanksgiving. He seemed happy a woman was even talking to him. I think he understood he was going to serve me better dead than alive. He went willingly with me to my house. He also never fought me when I shaved his body. I think he knew his calling was to be my supper. I let him soak in a hot tub of butter and seasonings. His flesh was tender enough to eat then, but I am not a rare meat kind of girl. I put him in the oven.  He was so pathetic he never even fought being cooked alive. He smelled good as he cooked too. I used just the right seasonings. I think he had cannibalism phone sex fantasies and just gave in to me because he knew he was of better use to me dead than alive. I had a great meal. He turned out perfectly cooked and seasoned. I guess I would have liked a little bit of a struggle just for the thrill. The best things in life don’t come easy. Perhaps, you will put up more of a fight than my Thanksgiving meal did?


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Torture Sex Thanksgiving

torture sexTorture sex Thanksgiving? I thought I was in a bad dream, but when I arrived to help cook the bird, I got stuffed. Stuffed by huge cocks and fists, not to mention a variety of objects not meant for the pussy or ass. There was no one else at the house. My step son tricked me into arriving hours early, so he could abuse me. He wanted to stuff my ass until it hurt. He bound me like a turkey. My arms were pinned behind my back and I was sitting on my legs in an extremely uncomfortable position. My ass was exposed for abuse. I was making a Thanksgiving ass rape porn. He is such a sadistic fuck. He fucked my ass with a huge turkey bone. He even tried to to make a wish with my legs by spreading them as far as he could to fist my pussy. He had a ball gag in my mouth, so the neighbors wouldn’t hear my screams. I thought he might cook me and serve me to my family for Thanksgiving, but after I was bloody and gaping, he released me and ordered my ass in the kitchen to start the meal. When the rest of the family arrived, I knew better than to say shit or the next time the abuse would be worse. My step son loves to take his anger out on me. I am here for you too. Hate your family? Abuse a dirty milf and you will feel better. That is what my step-son says.


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Extreme Fetish Bondage Phone Sex

bondage phone sexIt was raining last night. I was on an old dark road. I got lost coming home from a party at a friend’s house.  My car skidded off the road. I hit my head. I got confused and foggy. A stranger helped me, but I passed out. I woke up in a strange house. I had on different clothes. I went to ask where I was and what happened, but my lips would not open. They were sealed shut. I thought they were glued, but he showed me in a mirror. I screamed but no sound came out. He stitched my lips shut. He said he was turning me into a doll, a life-sized sex doll. As my memory came back, I realized I didn’t have an accident. He ran me off the road. He tied my arms above my head. This was extreme bondage phone sex. I was restrained and mute. I knew he couldn’t skull fuck me, but he made use of my other holes. One hole was his favorite. It wasn’t my ass or my pussy. It was my pee hole. It hurt like a bitch. Never have I had anything so large crammed down my pee hole. My urethra was not made for a ten-inch cock. No one’s urethra is made for that. I was crying, ugly crying from the pain. I was bleeding like a stuck pig. I couldn’t plead with words, so I tried to plead with my eyes and my body. He was in no hurry to let me go. He poured his Jack Daniels down my pee hole because he didn’t want any germs from a disease ridden skank whore. That is what he said as he force fucked my pee hole, the tiniest hole on my body. I was hoping he would kill me, but he knocked me out and dropped me off at the local hospital. I woke up in a hospital this morning pretty banged up. I was drugged, but I know what happened to me wasn’t a dream. I was peeing blood as proof.


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KIller Phone Sex Holiday Of Hell Bent Fun

So I have had a bit of a beef with Thanksgiving, fuck it I hate it! So I love the idea of doing a mad home invasion bit and making some young couple celebrating alone.. the two of them into a messy fuckfest of a Holiday Snuff Horror Porn. I will make this dumb annoying foreign cunt that has some bitch American boyfriend she is with… oh she carried on how he was going to make sure she got to experience the American Holiday and all that shit… but with the two of them only.

Well, I love surprises and will surprise them and make her watch as I fuck her useless boyfriend and take the electric knife to his cock… show her how to really carve a piece of meat. I want her screaming and will shove his skinned balls in her throat and explain how stuffing the meat when it’s fresh is best. She will be gagging and putting up a struggle as she will be bound to a chair the whole time and I will duct take his balls into her annoying mouth. Next I will shove my fist up her snatch and yank out her fucking ovaries and then continue to fist all the cranberry sauce into her bloody hole. I want nothing more than to present both on platters hogtied with a fake tit of hers in each of their mouths to my biker friends to gangbang before dinner gets cold.

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Thanksgiving Snuff Feast

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I was helping my mom and dad unload the groceries for our Thanksgiving dinner the night before Thanksgiving. I was getting the last bag when I was suddenly dragged away from my driveway and forcibly pushed into a van. There must have been a bag over my head because I couldn’t see a thing. I tried screaming but was knocked over the head the second I could make any sound.

I woke up in a vat of.. butter? And garlic and rosemary. My skin was freshly shaven. I began to panic. My captors came into the room and threatened to sew my mouth shut if I didn’t stay fucking quiet. I begged to know what was happening! I was scared and wanted to go home. I was dragged out of the vat and strewn naked on a table. “Well, lil girl, you are the main course!” the man cackled, sharpening his blades. Realization hit me and I began to sob.

This whole time they were marinating me in a sauce to become their thanksgiving feast. “I can’t wait to taste those yummy looking small tits.” Another voice said. My legs were spread open and my captor licked my pussy, “Yum, this will be the best part.” The butcher took his big knife and made a long slit down my body, “Maybe we’ll do BBQ ribs too!” I bled out all over the table and lost consciousness… My parents would never know that I was made into a snuff Thanksgiving feast.


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Two Snuff Pain Whores

Evil phone sexOne bitch to beat on and snuff out is great but two bitches are even better. Sarah and I go out often looking for a threesome with a sadist that is looking for snuff pain whores like us. We both get off on fucking pain Sarah and I. If it ain’t hurting then it is fucking boring! We always get lucky finding at least one sadist who wants to play hard and nasty with us. We lay it on the table when we start chatting with one of these sexy men. Pee on us, beat us up, make us bleed, and make it long and full of torture. Sarah and I have no time for games with lame ass “respect my body” men.


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Castration Phone Sex: Let Me Make Christmas Ornaments out of Your Balls

castration phone sexAll I want for Christmas is castration phone sex. It is not even fucking Thanksgiving and Christmas music is blasting everywhere. I am not ready for good cheer and happy holidays. I was in a wicked mood last night. Everywhere I went, holiday music was playing, and decorations were up. This one asshole in a store was trying to get me to pose with Santa. Do I look like the kind of woman who sits on Santa’s lap? I am a naughty girl. I don’t get presents. He was relentless. Turns out he was hitting on me. I saw an opportunity. I mean this loser was dressed like an elf on a shelf. There was no way he could have a big dick. His voice, his outfit, everything about him was a crime against humanity. I took his number. I passed on Santa but told him I would come over to his place later. I was expecting his home to look like Santa’s workshop, but it was not decorated. It looked like a typical bachelor pad. He was expecting me. He had loser moves. Nothing original. It became clear he thought he was doing me a favor by fucking me. Like I should be grateful to bag an Elf on the Shelf?  I was trying to contain my anger. I needed a moment to gain my composure. I pulled out my knife, held it against his throat and ordered him to strip. He thought I was punking him. He got naked and as I suspected, he had a tiny dick fit for an Elf. I took his balls off right then. He started to go into shock. I wanted him a wake. This was torture sex. I got a lighter out of my purse and torched his bleeding balls. As he was crying and shaking, I kicked him where his nuts once were. I squashed him like a bug. I humiliated the life out of him. I made him question humanity. I just wanted him unable to be cheery and incapable of reproducing his stupidity in a spawn. I was feeling cheerful for the first time. I guess taking a loser’s balls was just the holiday spirt I needed, but I could always use more. What do you say? Let me make holiday ornaments out of your nuts.


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Castration Of My Tits.

Knife play phone sex A soaking wet dream I had last night! My tits where getting castrated. The knife dug into the side of my fake boob popping it letting all the silicone rush out of my body. Then he took the knife and carved around my nipple into he cut my nipple off. I was screaming the pain was making me squirt hard. He shoved my nipple in my mouth making me chew and swallow on it. He then took the knife and with one swift motion and he sliced off my left tit. My body jerked and the blood was tickling me as it dripped down my flesh. This time he took a raw bite of my tit that he cut off and ate it before shoving some in my again. He slowly cut pieces off my body and we both ate them. Before I woke up from this dream I had squirted hard at least 8 times. I really want to have this dream again.


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Doctor NO!!!!

My fear of doctors proved to be valid when he used and abused my tiny teen cunny. I always dread going for my yearly gyno appointment! Doctors terrify me, I mean they are literally trained to know how to torture your body. They know the places to cut that will make you bleed out slowly, and they know where to cut to make it quick. My normal gyno was out sick, and his fill in was a big stocky man with arms the size of my head. When the nurse brought me back to the room, he had he strap my wrists and spread ankles to the bed. I thought it was odd, but he insisted it was a safety precaution. It started out normal, he used the clamps to open up my tight pussy, and started poking around with a cotton swab. After a few minutes, I seen him switch from the cotton swab to something else, but I couldn’t see what he switched to. I felt the cold metal and sting of a cut forming on the outside of my pussy lips, before he started stabbing inside of my little pussy with what must have been a scalpel. I screamed and screamed, but I heard the nurse tell someone not to worry. I started to feel light headed from the blood lost, and when I was right about to pass out is when I felt his huge cock being pushed into my bloody pussy. When I woke up I was in a wheelchair being rolled out to the car, and that is when I decide that I am absolutely never going to a doctor ever again.
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