He told me I had a body for snuff porn. I was not sure if I should be scared or flattered. He ordered me naked so he could inspect my body further. I did not know this man. I was sent to him by my master. My master owed him a debt, and I was suddenly realizing I might pay for his debt with my life. While I was on all fours awaiting something, he took his belt off and gave me 50 lashes. He told me I was no better than a nigger slave and that my looks and my body would never compensate for being a stupid bimbo. I started crying. Believe it or not, I am not as thick skinned as I appear. I can handle pain better than humiliation. I guess because my father was so cruel to me as a young girl. I am not the first pain slut and submissive whore with daddy issues. I will not be the last either. As he shamed me for being stupid and plastic, his dick grew bigger. He was able to multi-task because he skull fucked me while whipping my back and ass with his leather belt. He caused my skin to break and blister from the snap of the leather. The metal belt buckle left huge welts over my body. I was trembling in fear and shame, when he decided my ass would feel better than my mouth. He put his belt around my neck and tightened it, so I struggled to breath. While I was gasping for air and no doubt turning blue, he used me like an ass rape porn star. My asshole now hurt as much as every other inch of me. He brutalized my flesh and my ass for hours. I have a huge mark across my throat from his belt as well as gashes all over body. I need a new master. I am going to die soon if he keeps pimping me out to settle his debts.
My last date sent me to the ER. I am not a free woman yet, but I get on Fet Life and meet guys. I like bad boys. It is my curse. While I was at the hospital, I met another guy with a dark side. So dark, he took me to the morgue for sex with dead bodies. I did not go willingly. I thought he was a nurse coming in to set my cast on my arm. He told me we had to go to the basement for that. He wheeled me into the morgue. I knew we were there too. I could smell it. I felt sick and demanded to know what was going on. He slapped me across the face so hard I bit my lip. This was not a chance encounter. He was there as a warning from the guy who sent me to the ER. He pulled out the fresh corpse of a young blonde and fucked her while I watched. He made sure I knew that if I talked to the cops like this girl did, he would be fucking my dead body too. I am a kinky girl. I like pain, but I do not really want to die. I promised I would not say a word. I never do. Men beat me all the time and I say I fell if I end up in the ER. I did not want to be in the morgue any longer. I pleaded to go back to my room. He fucked a few more dead girls to make sure I understood my fate if I spoke to the police. Then he made me an accomplice by forcing me to lick his cum out of a dead girl’s cunt. Her skin was like ice to the touch. The smell of formaldehyde made me want to puke. I held it back and licked away the all his DNA that the dead girl’s cunt had in it. I got a cast on my arm, kept my mouth shut and lived to fuck another day.
Snuff phone sex gets me horny. I love watching bitches and bimbos like me getting snuffed out. I am on both sides of the snuff film industry. I have been the snuff star and I have helped acquire the talent. I am in my 30s now, so I am no longer a starlet. I have a deal with my master that once I bring him 100 young girls to snuff out on film, I can have my freedom back. I am almost halfway there. I am motivated to be a free whore. I am no longer riddled with guilt over luring young sluts to their death. It is survival of the fittest in the snuff porn world. I found two young Latina whores for him this week. Twin sisters. They were with a coyote who I was able to distract with my whore body. I drugged him and he passed out while fucking me. I then took his two little kidnapped bitches and brought them to my master. He loves race play. I have brought him little whores of all colors. He enjoys those puntas. They had been sold by their parents anyway, I likely just brought them to a sooner less torturous death. Master had a party, and they were the guest stars. A bunch of old white men violated their tiny holes. I am not a complete monster. I gave the gangbang twins some heroin to dull the pain. I filmed the show. They were passed around like candy, used in all their holes, choked, and slapped around. It was like a horror movie. Their little holes were obliterated to the point of gushing blood. If they had not been so fucking high compliments of my needle skills, they would have begged to be killed. Master and his pals came close to exterminating the brats, but I had to do the honors. He said if I want to make it out of the snuff movies, I cannot be afraid to get rid of the talent.
I am an ass rape porn star even when I do not want to be one. Most days, I do not mind giving up my ass. I love anal sex. But last night it was me and 10 men. I was trying to act like I was not in the mood for sex. I always am in the mood to fuck. I am just not always in the mood to be anally destroyed. They were friends of my boyfriend. They were over watching college basketball. I was hostess with the mostess. One of the guys spanked me across the ass and that is when it began. My boyfriend started bragging about my ass. He told his buddies that I have a big ass and it is still tight even though I am an anal whore. That conversation turned into a challenge to prove it and my boyfriend never backs down when challenged. The next thing I knew, I was bent over the couch and his friends made a gangbang rape porn movie with my asshole. Each guy took a turn pounding my ass and pumping it full of cum. They were drunk and high, so a few of them tried shoving two cocks in my ass at once. That fucking got my attention. I was crying, but the guys were enjoying sodomizing me. I was fuck meat. Just mindless entertainment and a place for the men to dump their seed. It felt amazing to be making my boyfriend’s friends feel good, but I will not lie. It hurt so much. My ass was prolapsing and gaping open. I knew I would not shit right again. I was not sure I would ever be tight again. When they could not cum anymore, they used their beer bottles instead. My ass was ruined over a challenge.
I love babysitter phone sex calls. I make a hot accomplice. I aged out for my master ions ago. He lets me fuck who I want but he still owns me. I am buying my freedom though one brat at a time. We have a deal. Once I bring him 100 young girls, I am a free woman. I still have 70 to go. He likes to keep them awhile before he get rids of them. He never truly gets rid of them though. It is not like he says, “Run on home to your mommy and daddy now.” They either die or are sold to a sex trader when their holes are too used up for him. I used to feel awful about it but then I realized it was them or me. And I deserve my freedom. I have paid my dues. I was a good slut and a good soldier. Now, I am earning my freedom one little slut at a time. I brought him a little one last night that he fell in love with. Apparently not so in love with that he would shave a few sluts off my goal though. She was super tiny. Younger than anyone I have taken yet. I made a bold move snatching her. She had a mother nearby. I jammed up the restroom door and snatched her from a mall bathroom. Luckily, the bathroom was close to the food court exit. I made it to my car undetected. I heard the amber alert, but they were looking for a plain Jane redhead, not a buxom blonde. I am a master of disguises. I drugged her in the car and hand delivered her to master. He fucked her before she even woke up. He could not wait to bust her cherry. She is pretty used up already, and it has only been a day and a half. I do not suspect she will be around much longer, so I am already scouting out my next brat who will get me closer to freedom.
Do you have violent phone sex fantasies? I want to be your victim or accomplice. I was born to die but I like being an accomplice, especially if I get to help you force fuck a young little girl. Adam wanted to fuck me, but he gas lighted me. He used his sexy charms and big cock to make me fall in love with him. After weeks of fucking him like a dirty porn star and being treated like a princess, he told me he needed my help. He said if I loved him, I would do it for him. He wanted proof of my love. That proof was helping him fuck my neighbor’s very young daughter. I should have seen it coming. He asked about her several times when she was over once on one of our early dates. He was duping me. Using me. He never wanted me. He wanted access to a young girl I knew. I was hooked. I had to help him. I asked if she could spend the night one night. Her parents love me. I am a backup babysitter. I drugged her with a cocktail and my boyfriend came over. I felt bad at first. Bad because I was used, and I like Ashleigh. She is a cute girl. A nice girl. But my men come before friends and family always. I am loyal and obedient. So, I watched him molest my young neighbor girl. Do you have rape phone sex fantasies for young girls? They are just fuck meat ripe for the taking according to my master. My boyfriend fucked my neighbor girl hard, but I had to clean up the evidence. My loyalty is to my master always. Life masters and phone masters, I obey. So, if you want to rip apart some young cunt, I promise to be a good accomplice for you.
Are you watching the Super Bowl? Did you know today is the number one day in sex trafficking and snuff sex. More girls are hired to service men during the Super Bowl than any other day. This year is no different. I had to help my master get these young girls ready to perform. I had a couple Asian girls, a Russian doll, a Scandinavian princess, some illegal barrio girls and a couple white girls. My master traffics girls. I only recently found out. He was making sure I was loyal enough before bringing me in to help. I did not realize he was grooming me to be his accomplice phone sex partner. I feel badly for these girls. Some were sold to men by their own parents, most were kidnapped. They arrived to master today in a storage container in the back of a U-Haul truck driven across country. They were given heroin to sleep through the ride. They were filthy and string out. If I did not bring them to life, I would be in the container with them on the way back to where they came from. I showered them, fed them and dressed them like living dolls. They will be servicing all the men master invited over to his Super Bowl party. I am no longer needed. Thankfully, I turned them from dirty strung-out whores into pretty princesses. They will soon be strung out whores again. I watched a few girls get gang banged and turned into ass rape porn stars. It is survival of the fittest. I need to turn other girls out if I want to live. I have been in their place, but I aged out for men. Now, I am the assistant. I am the groomer. I can deliver you any kind of girl you want.
I hate watching ass rape porn with men. They always get horny and start eying me up and down. I have this occasional fuck buddy I hook up. We fuck but mostly we get high together. He is not a dominant guy. It is an equal sort of thing. I hang with him because it is a nice break from all the rough sex with other men. That all changed the other night. I do not know what changed. He was a different man. Maybe it was the strand of weed he was toking. We put in this porno flick. It was a blonde girl getting ass fucked by several black men. Suddenly, he was on me. Not in a playful way. Not in a sweet way. He was just on top of me pinning me down to the ground. He ripped my clothes off and tried to force his dick inside my pussy. The problem was his dick was too small. I laughed. I do not know why I laughed. I know better. I fuck a lot of black guys. I am not like exclusive or anything. My laugh pissed him off in a way I have never seen him pissed off before. He smacked me across the face and rammed his fist up my cunt. He called me a nigger loving bimbo as he pumped his first in and out of my pussy, tearing my pussy open. I was crying in pain. I never saw this coming from my mild-mannered fuck party buddy. I was begging for forgiveness, but he did not care anymore. He grabbed the candle stick off the coffee table and jammed it in my ass. He sodomized me with a candle stick while fisting my cunt. If Clue were a torture sex game, I was playing it. It was a macabre game of violence and torture. I was supposed to be on a break from that, but such is the life of a taboo whore.
Taboo phone sex fantasies are why I am here. You are not the only one with sick fantasies. I did not always have such perverted and fucked up fantasies, but decades of abuse and being some one’s bitch has changed my outlook on life. A few years ago, I happened upon a 90s movie called Boxing Helena. It has been masturbation fodder for me ever since. Do you know the movie? It is a strange movie about obsession. A man covets a woman so much, he dismembers her and keeps her in a box under his bed. She can never leave him with no limbs. Since seeing that movie, I have had torture sex fantasies about a man dismembering me. I want to be coveted so much that a man would go to such extremes to make sure I would never leave him. I think deep down inside I know no man would ever want me that much. No man would ever go to such measures for me, a blonde bimbo. They might, however, do it to hurt me. Think of me as your sex doll. You can fuck me when ever you want, any one of my three holes. You can take my arms and my legs, so I will never flee. I am yours forever, for better or worse. Kept right under your bed for whenever you need to use me.
I hope you have killer phone sex fantasies. I was born to die. I watched the Hostel movies last night. I was working and snowed in anyway. With the virus still looming, none of my fetish clubs were open. So, I had a horror festival at home. The Hostel movies make my cunt wet. I masturbated all night thinking of being kidnapped and given to men who would sell me to the highest bidder for depraved torture. I know most girls my age would never want to be ravaged and destroyed physically but I am not like most women. I have deep dark fantasies about torture sex. In this one scene in the movie, a young Asian girl is getting mutilated. Her face disfigured, taking away her beauty. Folks were having limbs sawed off by chainsaws. A guy was gutted like a pig. And all of it made my pussy wet. When you kill me, promise me it will be violent and painful. I want to suffer the entire time. I want to be alive while my insides are in a pile on the floor between my legs. I know you want to do that to me too. I will scream, cry and beg for mercy, but I know you will show me none.
