Strangulation phone sex is hot as fuck. I love erotic asphyxiation. I used to use pantyhose and stockings, even silk scarves to get off as I masturbated. I am a pain slut. Daddy made me that way. He was the one who first strangled me while fucking my brains out. It is no secret that daddy was a mean son of a bitch. He did not have a daughter. He had a whore. And he used me like one. Decades later, I am still striving for a fix of erotic asphyxiation. I put an ad out on Tinder for some erotic asphyxiation fun. I was bombarded with PMs. Lots of men love the idea of fucking a woman and choking her out. I bet you have even thought about it too or maybe tried it on yourself.
Jeremy came over last night. He was the winner of my Tinder search. I wanted his young cock. He wanted to choke a bitch while making an ass rape porn video. He brought plenty of supplies. He had a variety of things to choke me with, but in the end, he used his hands while he ravaged my pink asshole. I would get close to passing out, then I would cum because erotic asphyxiation is fucking hot. I wanted to choke him too, but he would not let me. He said I was the snuff star. This was about choking me out. I thought he might kill me. I mean accidents happen all the time. People die from exploring erotic asphyxiation every year. I did not want to be a statistic. I just wanted to cum and get fucked hard. I passed out a few times but woke back up from him slamming his cock in my ass. Finally, he left. I survived but I have a black and blue ring around my throat. Good thing it is turtleneck weather.
Ass rape porn in the morning, was not my idea. In fact, I thought my days of getting anally abused by men was over. I have paid my dues. I have moved up the food chain and proved myself a loyal accomplice. He released me from my contract a year ago. I brought him enough young pussy to fuck and kill to buy my freedom back. I have not seen him in months. When he showed up at my door, I assumed he wanted me to get him a sweet piece of meat. He was there for me. He wanted to fuck a blonde bimbo, and he told me no one has an ass like mine. I was scared. He was in a mood, and I remember his moods vividly. He put his hands around my throat and forced me inside my house. He pinned me to the wall like some bug and finger banged my pussy so hard. I am not talking one finger. He shoved all five fingers inside my cunt. He was fisting me. I was begging for mercy. He pulled his fist out of my cunt and released the grip he had on my throat. I thought maybe he was releasing me, but as I fell to the floor with a thud, he spit on me. He told me I was his whore for life and that meant that he could take me whenever he wanted. I thought I was free of his abuse, but that was not the case. He kicked me and spit on me and told me no bitch is ever free from him. I feared I might be his snuff porn victim, but he said he wanted me alive still because I do procure him tender flesh. He informed me, he just had to remind me I am nothing more than a whore. He shoved his cock in my ass and sodomized me for what felt like an eternity. I guess once a blonde bimbo whore, always a blonde bimbo whore.
It will be a snuff sex year. It is my resolution to be a partner in crime more often than in past years. I have moved myself up the food chain. I am more the accomplice than the victim lately. Some guys still like to abuse a bimbo, but I am in my 30s now, so my holes are not as tight as some little slut. I am a willing victim too and that is a turn off for a lot of men. Here I am though, putting myself out there to help you with your dark fantasies. I helped a guy earlier this week kidnap his niece from school. He has been lusting after her for years. She is a young schoolgirl and a cock tease. She sits on his lap and grinds her little juice box into his thighs. That is a cock tease to me. He could not pick her up at school because there would be a paper trail. So, I had to snatch her on her way home from school. I told her that I was going to be her aunt soon. She bought the lie and came with me. I met her uncle on the outskirts of town in this no tell motel. It is a drug flop house essentially. No one there would be a reliable witness. I tied her to the bed with my pantyhose and one of her uncle’s belts. It was so hot looking at her little scared body like that. I guess now I know why daddy did what he did to me. My friend wanted to explore his rape phone sex fantasies for his niece. He did too with my help. He had no intention of killing her until I pointed out she could ID him and me. That is where I come in as a good accomplice. I killed her and dumped her body in another county. Yes, 2022 is off to a good year.
I made his rape phone sex fantasies come true New Year’s Eve. I was all glammed up and working at the strip club on New Year’s Eve. I met this guy who wanted to keep partying with me. I did not know him. He was not a regular at the club, but on holidays we get lots of new guys. Out of town travelers, lonely hearts guys and the like. He was handsome and seemed rich. He paid a lot of money for the VIP room with me. I figured he was stressed out by the holidays and wanted to party with a sexy blonde stripper. I took him home with me because he told me he was staying at his parents’ home for the holidays. I was dumb to let a stranger in my house. The moment I opened the door, he shoved me inside with such force that I fell on my foyer floor. He took his coat off and got on top of me to pin me down. I was scared. I did not know him, and his personality did a 180 on me. He started calling me names. He ripped my clothes off, smacking my face and my tits. He bit my left tit so hard that he drew blood. I was foggy from hitting my head on the floor. I tried to fight him, but he was too strong. I could not over power him. He shoved fingers in my cunt and ass. He laughed that I was not that tight. When he shoved his dick into my cunt, he choked me. My pussy was not tight enough for him, so he made me an ass rape porn star. He fucked my ass with his cock and his fist. That gaped my asshole. By the time he was done, I was black and blue, and bleeding from my asshole. Not the New Year I envisioned.
Snuff porn is more popular doing the winter months. Not sure why, but I have been busy helping men find the perfect victims to fuck and snuff. The word has spread that I am a great accomplice. It is true. I went from victim to accomplice, but not quickly. I was a lowly slave for two decades. I bought my freedom from my owner by bringing him sweet tender age girls to destroy. I told myself it was what I needed to do to stay alive. Survival of the fittest, right? Over time, I grew to like it. The world needs fewer teen sluts. I have good skills at luring young girls away from their flock and straight to their death. I know what my clients like. I also know how to lure a girl into danger. Young schoolgirls do not look at me and have stranger danger. They see a tall pretty woman and believe my bullshit about being a model or talent scout. I lured a shy girl away from the mall last night and straight to her death. I played to her insecurities. The skills I have in making young girls feel safe and special, is what makes me the perfect accomplice phone sex partner. This blonde girl was a bit chubby and awkward. I bonded with her and convinced her I could take her from a caterpillar to a butterfly with a make-over. I took her to my client’s remote fishing cabin. This time of year, we could drop her in a fishing hole and she would decay before spring. My client fucked the shit out of her. He loved it too. He popped her cherry because there was blood all over his dick. He fucked her like a rag doll. Once he nutted inside of her, he slit her throat. It was a quick kill but a slow death. That little whore took hours to bleed out. He fucked her until she was dead, then he fucked her some more. I did good. He said I was the best accomplice ever.
He wanted to make a snuff porn for Christmas. I had to do some fancy talking to convince him that a much younger model would be more profitable and fun for him. He agreed to spare my life if I brought him something very young to play with for his home movie. This time of year, brats are everywhere because they are on winter break. I went to the mall and lured a young teen away from her pack. I convinced her to come with me. It never amazes me how trusting some of these hot teen sluts can be. While in the car, I stabbed her in the leg with a hypodermic needle filled with something to make her sleep. A passed out snuff sex star is much easier to handle. She was me 20 years ago. A young teen girl full of hope and potential. Tight holes, naturally bald pussy and a pink puckered asshole. Unlike me, however, she was not going to see Christmas. My guy was very pleased with my present to him. He told me I was a genius for suggesting a much younger model. She was sexy as fuck and jail bait as fuck too. She started to wake up, but by that time, she was tied up and not going anywhere. I shoved my soiled panties in her mouth to shut her the fuck up when she started screaming. Damn, she was a screamer too. My guy fucked her. Her mouth and pussy were damaged by the time he was done fucking her holes. I filmed the teen rape porn for him. He put his hands on her throat and violently choked her out while he fucked her. She was fucked to death, and I caught her last breath on film. It was his Christmas present from me. Now, what can I bring you for Christmas.
He wanted to have sex with dead bodies. The problem was I was still living. I have necrophilia fantasies, but I did not want to die, not really die. He gave me an option. If I wanted to live, I had to bring him something young to play with; something he could kill and fuck once dead. I used to feel guilty about leading the lambs to slaughter, but it is survival of the fittest. My will to live knows no boundaries. I went to the mall and looked for a cute young blonde girl for him. He likes them in their young teens. I found one alone with no pack of mean girls in tow. I used a line on her to lure her to my car where I whacked her on the back of the head. I shoved her in my trunk and drove to where he was waiting. This was like a Christmas offering to him. When his urges are dark and strong like they were last night, I need to deliver a product pronto or I am the one he is violating for his next snuff porn. He was very happy with the girl I selected for him. She was scared. She pissed herself in my trunk. I pulled her out of the trunk and delivered her to her death. He wanted to play with her first. He has a cruel side. He slapped her around, humiliated her by making her eat his dirty ass and drink his hot piss. Then he force fucked all three of her holes. Slid his big cock in her tiny ass and cunnie. She bled like a stuck pig. She was a virgin. He strangled her while he fucked her. He claimed he could feel the moment she died on his dick. He is a necrophiliac and I am his accomplice. I bring him live bodies to fuck and kill. The more I help him, the more I enjoy necrophilia phone sex too.
Do the holidays bring out your murder phone sex fantasies? They do most men. I met this man at the mall last week. He seemed flustered shopping. I thought I was being nice by offering to help him shop for the special lady in his life. Sometimes, men need help picking out the perfect gift for their significant other. He was handsome. He seemed like a typical white-collar man in love. He was dressed nice, but he was not wearing an Armani suit or anything. We walked around the mall, and I helped him get the perfect gift for his love. He was going to get her a juicer. I saved his marriage. He asked me for a drink to say thanks. I thought he was harmless. He was a wolf in sheep’s clothing. I was in his car with him when he tased me. I pissed his car seat and passed out. I woke up on the cold ground in the middle of the woods. I had no clue where I was. I thought maybe I was alone, but as soon as I sat up, he came running at me. He was waiting until I was awake to explore his rape phone sex fantasies. I was dumbfounded. He told me I was just dumb. He has no special lady. He explained that there is always some dumb bimbo offering to help him out. It is how he lures his victims. Brilliant like Ted Bundy. He did not look like a serial killer. He tore my holes up with his cock and his fists. Then he strangled me. I passed out, but I was not dead like he hoped. I tried to shallow my breathing and play dead. I am a good pain slut, so when he carved his knife in my flesh, I did not move. I played dead well enough that he left me. I will be the one who got away. My 9 lines though are coming to an end.
Torture sex films grow in popularity over the holidays. Hard to believe, isn’t it? I think it is all the stress facing guys. They need to take their holiday frustrations out on someone. I am used to being the target of men’s ire, but this holiday season I have been more the accomplice. I love bringing men something special for Christmas. Last night, I was a t a holiday party of sorts. I brought three young girls to this guy. He paid me. Do not judge me. I needed the money and there are young girls born daily, right? This guy I know wanted to give his clients something extra special for the holidays. He wanted to gift them a teen rape porn experience. I wanted to help him. I help him, he treats me well. I kidnapped the girls from the park. The babysitter was not paying close enough attention. She though she was safe in a fancy rich neighborhood park. I blended in as a mommy, snatched the girls up and delivered them to their death. I filmed the entire thing for my friend. It helps them relive the fun when they can watch what they did over and over again. I can convert the film into an 8MM film so no trace of it on phones or the cloud. These men each had a young girl to fuck and snuff. Each guy brutalized the holes of these sweet young things. They killed them differently, however. One guy stabbed his little whore to death. Another guy dismembered his victim. That was a bloody mess, but I cleaned it up. That is what the accomplice slaves do. They do all the messy work and take all the risks. The last guy beat his victim to death. He used a bat and bashed her brains out of her skull. Another mess for this accomplice phone sex partner. Better to be the crime scene cleaner than the victim though. What can I bring you for Christmas?
He wanted to make some snuff porn for the holidays. Sort of a naughty Santa thing. I thought I was going to be his star, but he wanted something much younger than me. I was able to find something he wanted. She was unattended at the mall. I suspect she just got lost as she was too young to be alone anywhere. I grabbed her and brought her to my client’s warehouse where he makes his deadly films. I felt guilty. She was a cute girl. It is the holidays, and it would be her last Christmas. Instead of being excited to see Santa, she was going to be terrified of him. But it is not my place to be a savior. I am an accomplice and in the snuff sex business it is the survival of the fittest. If I did not do my part, he would have killed me. He was dressed as Santa. He said he had investors and fat cats who pay good money for holiday porn. I strapped her down. He stripped her and fucked her while dressed like Santa. He tore her tiny holes up. Her little pussy was bleeding. Her little butthole was prolapsed. She was bleeding and crying. He was being a savage Santa to her tiny holes. I was turned on honestly, but guilt ridden too. She could have been me years ago. If my father had the contacts, he would have sold me for a snuff film too. He would have no remorse profiting off my body either. This guy was double dipping. He was streaming the snuff flick and participating in the death and destruction of a young little girl. He was loving it. He had no remorse whatsoever. I was paid for my assistance as the talent scout, so I felt less guilty holding that bag of cash. More girls will die before Christmas because he is on a 12 days of teen rape porn before Christmas marathon. I need to find him another angel for tonight.
