Category: Suffocation phone sex

The Blair Bitch Project Because I Will Always Be My Son’s Ass Rape Porn Star

ass rape pornAss rape porn with my son will never be a favorite because I swear, he gets more brutal every time he summons me for one of his live streams. However, he is my blood, and I am his. So, I know he will never kill me. But he might make me wish I was dead sometimes. And he always gets me coked up. Always. I can count on some premium coke from him.

But this live stream seemed more ominous than previous ones. He referred to it as the Blair Bitch Project. He made a coke bong and brought a bench to force fuck mommy on. But is it really force fucking with me? I mean I am his mommy, and I can never say no to him. I give him permission to explore all his rape phone sex fantasies whenever he wants.

He immediately restrained me to the bench and got the coke bong going. He funneled coke into my nostrils and all I needed to do was snort every so often. And I snorted more than usual. He pushed my legs up so high that my feet ended up behind my ears. He bent me like a pretzel. And that popped my legs out of socket. A bar on the bench combined with some rope locked me in a painful position for hours. But he did keep the coke flowing.

The Blair Bitch Project Live Stream Made My Son Lots of Money

When he brought out the brass knuckles, I knew I was in trouble. First, I got the knuckles to my face because I forgot to take my false teeth out again. Second, I got the knuckles to my shit pipe I prolapsed for him. After so much rough anal sex, my shit pipe falls out with one push. My head was hanging over the fuck bench, which made it easy to skull fuck me all bound like that.

Chimes started pouring in too. The viewers at home liked how the Blair Bitch Project seemed to be progressing. However, the chimes tripled when he zip tied my prolapsed shit pipe. And increased tenfold when he battered up with a lead pipe to smack my prolapse like he was playing some macabre game of baseball. Did I mention that this occurred on International Women’s Day.

But luckily for me the coke bong flowed nicely. This allowed me not to feel much of anything but the pressure pain. It seemed to me like he channeled his inner A Rod as he played whack a mole with my prolapsed asshole, my cunt and my ribs. Batter up. And the more he cracked the led pipe over my body the more bitcoins streamed in. Once my battered butthole looked like raw hamburger meat, he turned my prolapse into his cock sleeve.

Another Violent Mommy Makeover in the Books

While he fucked my warm ass flesh light, he put a plastic bad over my head, restricting my breathing. And my face quickly started turning red and purple. I thought I might die from suffocation torture sex. I may have passed out a few times, but he’d revive me, let me breathe, then suffocate me some more. And all at the same time he fisted my shithole that hung from inside out. My cunt too.

Everything was swollen. Even my eyes. Another violent mommy makeover in the books. But not before I got more of the lead pipe to my tits and urethra too. Now, I am a Busted Blair Bitch.

Suffocation Phone Sex Because It’s Hot to Watch Her Light Dim

suffocation phone sexSuffocation phone sex only gets hotter with an accomplice.  Although I am a fan of auto asphyxiation, watching a woman or a guy take their last breath with a plastic bag over their head makes my pussy purr. This new man in my life enjoys breath play. But he wanted to play with an unwilling playmate. And we all know when it comes to kinky games, I am more than willing.

So, we went hunting together.  And we found this cute teenage hooker downtown by the river. I know where to troll for hookers. We offered her more money than she will ever see in a month. But we did not fret about the money because the poor thing would never live to spend it. She appeared higher than a kite, which would make snuff sex easier. Poor thing. Although she looked cute, you could tell life has been hard on her.

Would You Like To Watch a Slut Take Her Last Breath?

But not my concern. I wanted to keep my man happy. And if he wanted to kill a bitch so he would watch her take her last breath, I knew I needed to stand by my man. We took her to his place because he has a house in the country, and I live in a condo with thin walls and nosey neighbors. I gave her a drink with a sedative mixed inside it to relax her. She seemed nervous.

I had her suck my lover’s cock. Since she would suffocate soon, I thought she should blow him and fuck him first. I watched and masturbated, soaking my panties. As she got woozy from the drugs, I grabbed the plastic bag. I knew he wanted to fuck her with the plastic bag over her head. So, I got the honor of suffocating her. He wanted to watch the life drain from her body. And feel her cunt twitch on his cock as she died. She struggled. Put up one hell of a fight for a junkie whore, but when she took her last breath, my man finally got to engage in necrophilia phone sex.

Mutilation phone sex means you can do anything you please!

Torture sex

Mutilation phone sex means you can do anything you please! I want to be your willing victim, to be used and abused in any way you please. Stuff me, flay me, fuck me – I am here to endure all of your twisted desires. Master loves it when he fucks my bloody mouth. He likes to slap me around, let his friends beat on me too. Once they had enough of that, I am tied up like the piggy I am and they torture my tits. I have some real sweet tits and the boys love nothing more than to make my nipples bleed.

I am a snuff sex whore who deserves all the pain and suffering you can give. So don’t hold back, let your sadistic side take over and make me scream with pleasure. And don’t you dare stop just because I beg and scream for you to. Oh no, that only turns me on even more. I want you to push me to my limits and beyond. I want to feel every inch of your cock as it tears me apart. I want to feel every slap and punch as it bruises my skin. I want to feel every cut and burn as it marks me for life. I am your little fuck doll, and I will do anything to please you.

I know I deserve extreme tit torture and even getting fucked to death. That’s how depraved and perverted I am. So don’t hesitate, pick up that phone and give me a call for some hot and Violent phone sex. Let’s explore the depths of our deviant minds together. I am made to be a torture slave, a fuck doll, a very dirty whore, let me be that for you!

Blasphemy Phone Sex with a Black Magic Woman

blasphemy phone sexBlasphemy phone sex, I enjoy. I am not religious. Honestly, I do not believe in God. How can I believe in something I cannot see or experience. But I dabble in the dark arts. More witchcraft than Satanism. Little spells and hexes here and there. I have a friend who works in a black magic store down in New Orleans. She has taught me a lot about how to navigate that realm most of us do not believe in, but just in case, we still avoid.

She visited me this week and cast a spell on this loser who would not stop harassing me at my favorite Goth bar. Not that I date a lot of men, but I don’t do boring vanilla men. Guys need to be Goth or Steampunk to get my attention. Vanilla white boys, hard pass for me.

My friend, Sienna, got some of his hair, and tied it around this little voodoo doll and controlled him. If I had not witnessed it with my own eyes, I might not have believed it. She told me I could do snuff porn remotely, but I like to experience the killing and torture firsthand. But being a puppet master to some loser does sound appealing.

I Guess You Can Call Me a Black Magic Woman

Although I do not believe in God, I think I believe in Satan because black magic falls under his purview. And she manipulated this little prick with a single strand of his hair and some magic dust. If that is not black magic at work, I do not know what is. She made him show off his little dick to everyone in the bar. We all laughed. She even made him dance and chug a lot of beer.

My mind worked overtime thinking of all the things I could do to this loser. I dug my key into the little doll’s crotch and watched him fall to the ground writhing in pain. So, I tossed the doll on the floor and dug my heel into the crotch and that boring vanilla boy became more interesting as he screamed in pain. I told Seinna I need to learn how to create a doll like this because there are plenty of losers I want to destroy and women too.

I wanted to test the power of this voodoo doll, so I put it in my panties and sat on it. Sort of like a suffocation phone sex call where I smother a man to death with my pussy and ass. But this was live. Sienna and I watched as he struggled to breathe. The bartender called 911 but when EMTs arrived it appeared too late. It will be a mystery how he died. I am sure of that. Because no one believes in black magic, right? But I do. And now I know how to use it too.

Home invasion phone sex has been popular lately!

 

Home invasion phone sexHome invasion phone sex has been popular lately! I’ve been getting so many calls from guys who just want to break into a random house and have their way with the unsuspecting occupants. And you know what? My Master loves it too.

You see, I used to be a regular girl, living a normal life. But then, my Master came along and everything changed. He showed me the true pleasures of being a snuff slave whore, and now I can never go back to my old life. And you know what? I don’t want to.

He used to force me to do terrible things, but now I crave them. We love targeting young, pretty ones, just like me. We’ll use them in the most sick and twisted ways you can imagine. By the time we’re done with them, their holes are oozing with blood and cum. And you know what the sickest part is? I cum so hard from their pain and suffering. 

After my Master is done with them, he makes me finish the job. I  stick the knife in deeper until the life drains out of their eyes. The last thing they see is my Master’s hard cock exploding cum into their faces. I used to blush with horror at the things I had to do. But now, I blush for a different reason – because of the intense orgasms I have. It’s like the more depraved and twisted the act is, the more pleasure I feel.

So, if you’re into Torture sex, then give me a call. I’ll make sure it’s the most intense and gruesome experience of your life. Trust me, you won’t regret it. But be warned, it’s not for the faint of heart.

RagDoll Cora loves Blasphemy sex

Blasphemy sex

Nothing makes My Master happier than Cumming for Lucifer to Blasphemy sex! Hi there. Your curious about me huh? Well allow me to introduce myself I am RagDoll Cora and I am one wild sadistic BITCH! My entire life revolves around Pleasing and worshiping  my Master and Lucifer. Boy let me tell you this I am better than most at doing both.

At a young age i came to know what it meant to submit to the Dark Lord. I learned from much of my reading that there is no greater honor than submitting to your deepest darkest urges and desires. I embrace every dark part of me and it embraces me.

My favorite thing to do to please my master is through our sacred Sadistic phone sex. Just the thought of it makes my pussy gush with excitement. The thought me being desecrated over an alter for our holy and pure Lucifer is enough to make me cream all over myself.

All Hail Lucifer! Just saying his name sends vibrations through my body and makes my pussy throb! Lets Ignite an inferno of lust within ourselves. Don’t be afraid to embrace the sin join us and follow your true master Lucifer.

 

Torture sex with RagDoll Cora

Torture sex

I learned my lesson When I stumbled into a Torture sex with a nasty perv I met at the bar. I completely blame myself for being a dumb whore and being curious. I let him take me home and once that door closed behind us a devious look came over his face and a sinister laugh left his mouth. I wasn’t sure how to react but my pussy began to vibrate at the thought of what could happen next. He grabbed me up by my arms and slammed me into the wall forced his tongue down my throat. I felt my tight little pussy begin to drip as he forcefully removed my clothes. He grabbed me tightly by my hair and forced me down to my knees and told me to open my mouth. he slapped his cock on my face then pulled my head back as he shoved his cock into my throat. I gasped for breath and my eyes began to water as he fucked my face pounding the back of my throat until snot came out of my nose. He snatched his cock out of my mouth and pulled me back up turning me around holding my face to the wall and shoved his cock into my ass. He stroked and stroked until he exploded deep inside of me. Nothing like torture sex to keep a girl coming back for more.

Strangulation phone sex

Strangulation phone sex

I love it when you put your hands around this beautiful throat of mine and squeeze it tight. Are you up for some strangulation phone sex tonight? There are so many different, creative ways you can really strangle someone, and I have a few ideas of my own. I haven’t tried them all, but can we play tonight and try them? I know you won’t be disappointed.

                Let’s get our supplies together first. We can try an electrical cord off any appliance, a toaster, hairdryer, and the like. We can use a regular rope. Or we could use anything in the bedroom, such as a belt. All these things will leave different marks around my throat which makes me so hot!

                Come over to my bed and tie my hands to the bed and pick your tool of choice. If you pick the belt first, you can pull it harder and harder. I feel it get tighter around my throat and let out some moans of complete pleasure. The tighter the better, and I can’t wait to feel the next one.

Gangbang Rape Porn with Drugged Out Slut Layla

 

I Starred in a Gangbang Rape Porn Vid

I just watched my holes get slutted out in this dirty gangbang rape porn video. But, I didn’t even remember getting dicked down until I watched the whole video and saw the guy holding the camera. A few months ago, I linked up with this drug dealer I had bought from a few times. I was shot up on meth and doing shot after shot. I didn’t even remember that night. But the video showed me everything. A guy I was grinding against lifted up my skirt and tried to slide his hands in my panties. Then I slapped him, and then everything went left.

The much bigger man smacked me back and then grabbed me by my throat. He squeezed until I blacked out. It was nothing like the fun strangulation phone sex I’ve had. The last thing I thought before I passed out was that he was going to snap my neck. I was paralyzed with fear.

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They dragged my body outside. Him and 2 other guys all with cameras out. I watched one of them take out their cocks and slap it against my face. Then he pissed all over me. I was barely gaining consciousness. He pushed his cock inside of my mouth and slapped me to wake me up. The ice must have kicked in. I just started sucking like a filthy gutter whore. And they laughed and just got more excited.

Strangulation Phone Sex Didn’t Prepare Me to Black Out

I watched them rip my clothes off of my body. Squeezing and slapping my tits until the turned red. Then a thick unlubed cock was forced into my ass. My asshole started to bleed around the dick inside of me, but my throat was too sore to scream. They pointed their cameras at me and filmed the ass rape porn too. Then there was another cock pushing towards my pussy. I shook my head no. Tears were running down my eyes. Snot and spit was all over my face. I couldn’t breathe.

I could hear myself crying and begging. The sick fucks laughed. They slapped me and pinched my clit. The cock in my mouth pushed all the way down. And the cock ripped into my pussy. I tried to fight back. But they kept pushing their dicks inside of me. Force fucking my holes behind a fucking dumpster and filming everything. Then I was choking on a load of cum and the cock in my mouth finally pulled out. “Please…” I choked out. They zoomed in on my pitiful face for their sick gangbang rape porn.

Roleplay phone sex isn’t for the faint of heart.

            Roleplay phone sex isn’t for the faint of heart. After all you are playing with me. The Queen bee of mischief and mayhem. To begin with you need to pick the style of the role-playing game. Gruesome. Ghastly. Peaceful. Oh, scratch that one. We aren’t having a fucking peaceful playtime. No sir, not me. It must be remembered that pain is pleasure. The pain is gain. No going in the sleep with a pillow.

            First, we pick the play game and if you want it to be Ghastly you go with a hanging. Have the Velcro ready. After all the nastier it is the harder you will get. We want you squirting all over the corpse at midnight. At the same time, you may want to save it and cum inside of me. No left-over evidence.  Roleplay phone sex

            Now we know one thing for sure. It is going to be Killer phone sex. Someone is not going to live through the night. Strangulation is much harder than what most know. You need to be applying constant pressure. After all, allowing the body even the tiniest amount of breath will keep them alive longer than you think. Up to and including them passing out and you not finding a pulse.

            No victory sex on the corpse until we are sure they are dead and gone. Fuck me with your throbbing cock. The corpse just to the left of you. Now it is to the left because they your heart is closest to what you love the most. Hence the boner throbs more and you obviously shoot the load quickly.