He said he needed me for a snuff sex show. The he is my stepson, and it was not a request. He never asks really. It may seem like a request, but I cannot say no. He will kill me, or at least make me wish I was dead. This time he came over to my place. I was not happy, but he needed money and I have been his cash cow for years. He brought his film equipment, including ring light and torture toys. He streams on the dark net and has a lot of fans. It is like the chaterbate of snuff. Guys can watch for free, but if they want to see something specific done to me, they must pay with Bitcoin. Some guy watching wanted to explore his rape fantasies by living vicariously through my stepson and I. I put up a fight. I knew that is what his viewers wanted. They do not like willing victims. On the dark net, no woman is a willing victim. He fucked my pussy and ass so hard that my cunt was gaped, and my asshole prolapsed. That was just the beginning. He used his taser on my prolapsed ass making me piss myself and convulse. He then put a zip tie on my prolapsed asshole and made me shake it in front of the camera. I could hear the Bitcoins filling his bank account. Men wanted some torture sex with my prolapsed asshole. By the time he was done filling every request, my asshole looked like raw hamburger meat. I was close to passing out too. My stepson made a couple grand using me my asshole for every weird request his viewers made. Bengay on my prolapse was just one of the things men paid my stepson to do to me. Now, I am sitting on a bag of ice and my stepson is smoking some rock.
People think snuff movies are urban legend. I know better, however. I have seen it made. I have been forced to help make it too. I was forced to be an accomplice for this guy who hates Asian girls. I think he is bitter over Covid or something. He was blackmailing me. He threatened to tell my husband about my coke problem. My husband thinks I quit when he cut me off financially. I just got more resourceful and started trading my fuck holes for coke. This guy found out and forced me to be his accomplice. He had this girl he wanted to fuck and torture, but he could not lure her himself. I pretended to be selling knock off designer purses out of the back of my van. When his target came to check out the merchandise, he pushed her in the back of the van with me and locked the door. She was fighting me, so I had to give her a tranquilizer. Asian snuff porn makes bank nowadays according to my blackmailer. We took her to this abandon warehouse to film her death. I thought my part was over, but he forced me to help kill her too. First, he fucked her. Fucked all three of her Gook holes. She was tight he said, maybe even a virgin because there was blood. He ordered me to get the baseball bat and whack her over the head while his cock was inside her cunt. I did not want to, but he said I would be a dead bitch too, so I hit her on the back of her skull. I guess I hit her hard enough to scramble her brain. She started twitching and convulsing on his cock. He loved it. He said the only thing tighter than an Asian cunt is a dead Asian cunt. He fucked her dead body and made me bury her body in the woods. Do not tell me snuff films are urban legend.
Taboo phone sex means no limits. I am an extreme bitch. I get high, and I fuck any guy who has coke. I often fuck the wrong guys because my need for coke is way stronger than my common sense. I have picked some really bad men to party with. Pure sadists that make Ted Bundy look like a choir boy. Last week, I partied with Max. He was my age and a party boy. Comes from money, but he comes downtown to score with the other druggies just like I do. I try to avoid my own backyard because people know me. I do not want busted as the coke fiend I am. Max is a guy I know, but I had never partied with him. He asked if I wanted to go to this no tell motel with him. It is seedy as fuck. It is where junkies shoot up and hookers do crack. He said we were just going to watch porn and do lines. The room was disgusting. Like bed bugs disgusting. I just thought about the coke. Things got violent quickly. He took off his tie and choked me. I was fighting hard to breathe. He just said I was a nasty whore who deserved to die. He admitted to killing other junkies. I told him I was no junkie. I just liked my coke. He shoved a needle in my arm and said, “You are a junkie now.” I felt a wave over me. I was starting to hallucinate. The next thing I knew, a bunch of guys were in that dirty room fucking the hell out of me. I think they were. I was not really sure what was going on. But I woke up in the gross hotel room covered in cum and track marks. My body was sore and bruised. I had burn marks on me too. I felt sick as a dog too. Yes, clearly, I was in some gangbang rape porn and drugged too. Once again, I cannot trust anyone I get high with. Could I trust you?
My ass is perfect for ass rape porn. That is what my stepson believes. And he knows. He has been violating my ass since he was a young teen boy. I married his father when he was still in high school. He hated me from day one. I like to think he loves me in his own way, and just needs me to help him make money. I love his father, but as soon as his son turned 18, he cut him off financially. He spoils our boys, so I understand why my stepson is angry all the time. It is like I replaced his mother, and his dad favors our boys over him. So, when he needs my help, my guilt makes me help him. Last night, he needed quick money. When he needs money, his taboo phone sex step mommy becomes his quick cash cow. He brought his streaming equipment and bag of violent sex toys to shred my ass. Men love to see a soccer mom anally tortured. Baseball bats, rolling pins, fists, large garden vegetables, and wine bottles. The bigger the object, the more Bitcoins guys pay. My stepson loves the sound of the cha chings from Bitcoins. I do too. Even though it always means pain for me, I like knowing I am doing good by my stepson. It is not like I get nothing out of the anal torture. He always gives me a big bag of blow for my pain. I do anything to help family, but you toss in coke, and nothing is off limits. My stepson made the money he needed to get out of the debt he owed. My ass looks nasty. It is prolapsed, and mangled, even bloody. I just rubbed a little coke on it after I soaked in the tub for a while. Coke makes everything better.
Evil phone sex Halloween was on fire yesterday. My stepson showed up to help me disperse the candy. He was not being altruistic, however. He was checking out all the young talent coming to the door. He had a specific kind of girl he was looking for. He has a client he procures little sluts for who wanted a specific kind of little girl. I was his wingman. I would rather be his accomplice than his victim because he can be so cruel. Violent too. He is a sociopath and narcissist. Sometimes I think his real daddy is Ted Bundy. About an hour into trick or treating, the little angel of his client’s wet dreams came knocking on my door. I saw his reaction. I knew she was the one. Now, I had to figure out how to lure her away from the big sister she was with. I had my oldest son help. He had no clue what he was helping me with, but as soon as he started flirting with big sister, I lured the little one away undetected. I stashed her in the basement after I used some chloroform on her. When the sister realized she was gone, I said I saw her go down the street with her friends. She will just be another little one lost on Halloween night. I had to help my stepson prep the girl for his client. She was out cold. We snuck her out the basement door and into my SUV. I helped my stepson deliver her to his client. There I was thrust into helping with the snuff porn. I had to film the two of them fucking her tight tiny holes. She was like a rag doll thrashing about. Her tiny holes were bleeding. She started to wake up and she was crying. I watched and filmed as they choked her to death. After she was lifeless, they fucked her dead body. I was forced into being their snuff accomplice.
Snuff phone sex turns me on. I know it should not arouse me, but I party, and my mind goes dark. Very dark. Lately, I have been toying with accomplice role plays. I am definitely more submissive than dominant, but it’s fun to have the focus not on me. I was partying with a bunch of old men last night. We were fucked up and talking about our dark fantasies. I admitted that I wished I had a daughter. For many reasons, a daughter would be nice to have. The number one reason, however, is that a daughter I could pimp out. That would mean lots of drugs for me. I bet you would give a sexy mommy coke for the chance to fuck her tender age daughter, right? As we explored our various rape phone sex fantasies, the men got hard. The higher we got, the more twisted our fantasies became. The next thing I knew I was hunting for a young victim with a group of fucked up men. They used me as their wingman to lure a little angel away. We snatch a girl up in a Walmart parking lot. I told myself she is just a little future welfare queen. She talked like a trailer park girl. She was a little dirty. She looked like she had already had a rough life. I was putting her out of misery, saving her a future of poverty and abuse. We took her to this alley behind an abandoned building and fucked her. Fucked her up too. She was screaming and crying, but we drilled her holes. I was high as fuck, and wanted to penetrate the little darling too, so I fisted her. My knuckles were covered in her sweet virgin juices. They snuffed her out. I filmed the snuff porn so they could profit off their fun with the little whore.
I love accomplice phone sex calls. As a mommy, I think it is hot to help you molest, even snuff one of my brats. Sadly, I only have sons. If I had a daughter, though, she would be all yours for some coke. I did a role play the other night that made me wish I had daughters. This guy had the coke I needed and wanted. Since I had no cash and I was not shiny and young anymore, the only thing I had to trade him was my daughters. Even though the real me found it hot, he wanted me to play it less enthusiastically. He wanted what a real mother would give him. Sometimes, I forget what a nasty whore I am. I pleaded with him not to fuck my virgin daughters. I tried to make him understand that his big cock would hurt their little virgin holes and maybe even ruin them for life. I was crying and begging, but ultimately my need for coke was stronger than my maternal instincts. I watched as he explored his rape phone sex fantasies for tender age virgin girls. I sat in a corner sniffing lines of white powder as my daughters cried for my help. My baby girls felt betrayed by me. Their tiny holes were gaped open and bleeding. They looked like he had killed their puppy. They did not know what to think of their mommy either. I failed to protect them. I needed my coke more than I needed to be their mother. Honestly, it was a hot role play. What are your dark fantasies? I can be your mommy accomplice or your not so willing victim too.
Domination phone sex is what I need. Well, that is what he told me. He found me a little too sassy. I did not mean to sound snarky, but he was bragging about having a big dick and then said it was 5-inches. That is not a big cock. Maybe it is not small, but it is average at best and definitely not big. Nowhere near big. I snickered a little. I knew I was in the wrong, but it was impulse. I thought I covered the giggle with a cough, but he knew I was questioning his cock worthiness. He kicked me hard in the stomach. He kicked me so hard, I fell to the grown and puked. He was not happy with the mess I made and pushed my face into my vomit. It made me puke again. He stepped on my back, pushing my face into my own puke again. I was trying to apologize when he brought out the baseball. I thought he was going to whack my brains out. He looked at me which an evil grin and said, “So if my dick is not big enough for your whore holes, maybe this bat is.” He spit on the fat part of the bat and shoved it in my ass. I screamed bloody murder. I fancy myself an amateur ass rape porn star, but this bat was huge and thick. His saliva was not enough lube for something that big. Even a pain slut could not get wet after licking her puke up and being threatened with a baseball bat. He sodomized me until I passed out. He was kicking me awake. The baseball bat he ruined my ass with was dripping my blood and shit. It was dangling in front of me in a threatening manner. I knew what to do. I immediately started to lick it clean of my shit and blood. I did not want to be a dead whore. Next time, I will not laugh at any small or average dick. I know my place. I think.
He had rape phone sex fantasies. I was getting coke from him. He said he loved to tear up white milf pussy. I thought he was just flirting, so I said you cannot take the willing. He did not like that because he likes to take what is not his. Those were his words. He wanted to fuck a married white woman against her will. Well, I was willing. I mean I do anything for coke. I thought he would like that he did not have to force me. He slapped me across the face yelling at me that he does not want me to like it. He cannot get off when a woman likes it. Those were his words again. Now, I was starting to get scared. He was a big man. And I do not just mean his cock. He was built like an NFL linebacker. He could drop kick me into the next county. I decided my only way to survive what he wanted to do to me was to act like I did not like it or want it. I changed my tune and said I needed to leave to get home and check on my sons. The fact that I was a mother made him hornier. He pushed me against the wall and pinned me like a bug. His big hand was against my throat holding me up while his other hand fisted my cunt. He was laughing at me for thinking I wanted his cock. I did. I mean I am a pain slut and a dirty submissive whore. I was fucked up on cock and I wanted to be his ass rape porn star no matter how much it would hurt. Be careful what you wish for. He fucked my ass up. He may have ruined all my holes with his 14-inch monster cock. I got my coke, and I played his game. I just need a week to recover.
I enjoy babysitter phone sex. No one thinks twice about hiring a soccer mom to watch their brats. I am a good mommy to my sons, but I am not vested in some other couple’s brats. I am maternal, but I need my coke. I recently discover that giving men access to little ones gets me more money than anything. And to think I was whoring my old used up body to any man who would give me a bag a coke when I could have been whoring out some one else. I still fuck men for coke, but I can rent out a little charge for several thousand dollars and make enough money to buy coke for a month. I may not be book smart, but I am street smart. Now, I do not get abused but I still reap the profit. My stepson takes some of my profit but that is because I need his help. He set me up on the dark net so I could auction off little beauties. He can turn Bitcoins into cash for me if that is how a man pays. Plus, he can make me fake ids so if anyone catches on to the fact that I am a bad babysitter, it will not be me they come looking for. Last night, I had this little angel all knocked out and ready for this man to come in and play daddy. I have learned the right drug combination to make angels sleep through the fucking. Guys prefer they are not awake so they can never ID them. They just want to force fuck those tiny holes. I even get rid of the DNA and do my best to ice the swollen cunt before anyone is the wiser. The guy last night paid $5,000 for two hours. He fucked her cunt and made her an ass rape porn star too. It was the most money I have ever made off a little charge. I am beginning to enjoy this new way of scoring coke money.
