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Snuff Sex Home Nightmare

snuff sexIt was like a snuff sex nightmare.  I was dead asleep. My dog started barking, so I got up to see what was wrong. I thought he had to pee. I stepped out the back door with him and some one grabbed me. He pushed me back inside my house while my dog was outside barking. The masked figure tied me up like one of my bondage shoots. He never spoke. He showed me his huge knife and I shut up quickly when I realized I could die. In my head, I told myself this was just a dream. My assailant cut my body. He carved whore in my chest. I was waiting for him to force fuck my cunt or ass, but he seemed to be getting off on sexually mutilating my body. The pain was agonizing. My flesh was carved up like I was in a Saw movie. I could feel my hot blood running down my body. My attacker lit a cigarette and started smoking watching my body bleed like he was in some post cum bliss. Before the cigarette went out, he burned my bleeding nipples and my clit. When he inserted a few fingers up my cunt, I realized my assailant was a woman. Those were not man hands fisting my cunt. That explained why I was not fucked. Who was it? A wife or a jealous bitch? Someone I knew or a random stranger?  She broke into my house tied me up mutilated my body for hours, then left quietly, never saying a word. I was left tied up on my living room floor, bleeding on the carpet and wondering what chick I pissed off so much she would extract this kind of revenge. I guess that is the life of a taboo phone sex whore.

Kidnapped for Snuff Movies

snuff moviesI was kidnapped for snuff movies and the sex trade. I was giving directions to a girl in a car when men jumped me from behind. She was the decoy I guess. I walked into their trap. I woke up naked crammed into a dingy room with lots of other scared women. I could smell puke and piss. Many women were strung out on something. I wasn’t fighting. I cowered in a corner trying to asses the situation. A Mexican man pulled me out of the corner and took me to a different room. My Spanish is very rusty. I did understand that I had been bought. I think I was kidnapped only because I fit the type of girl this one client wanted. I was a statuesque blonde with big tits. I was then dragged into another room where a man was waiting for me. The smile on his face said it all. He was happy to have bought me for his personal use. I was hopeful he just had rape phone sex fantasies. He had way more than that in mind. He wanted to dismember me. He had an array of torture devices ranging from hacksaws to chainsaws. No warning. No pain meds or smack. He cut off my limbs turning me into a bloody stump. He fucked me once I was a human stump. I wanted to die. I had no limbs. I was bleeding profusely but he didn’t care. He bought me to torture and force fuck me. His dream came true but my nightmare was just beginning.

Kidnapping Phone Sex Fantasy

kidnapping phone sexKidnapping phone sex calls are a crap shoot. I never know what is going to happen to me. That is what makes it hot as hell. I found myself alone on a dark road with a flat tire. There was a huge castle that I could see about a mile away. I decided to walk there. I had no cell reception. I couldn’t call for a tow. I thought maybe the house had a phone I could use. A butler old as fuck and creepy answered the door. I was hesitant to go inside because it felt off. Before I could turn around, however, the creepy butler had my arm. He was dragging me down a corridor. I saw women laying on the floor. They looked half dead. Pale and weak. I swallowed hard as the butler dragged me into a room. It was dark and damp. It smelled like death. There was a man standing in front of a desk. A mirror behind him, but he had no reflection. I was in trouble. I was certainly doomed. I was going to be be vampire food like the girls I saw half dead. They had been drained of blood and I was next. I knew he was the reason for the disappearance of all the young girls in the area. I walked right into his trap. I knew I should run, but he had a hypnotic spell on me. I was weak and powerless as he walked towards me. He told me he was going to kill me, but that didn’t make me scared. I wanted to be with him for eternity. That was not what he wanted, however. He granted me one last orgasm before he killed me. He bit into my neck. Blood spurted everywhere and I got weak and cold. I pleaded to be turned and he did. I am now a sexy vampire, trapped as a beautiful blonde goddess forever.

Ass Rape Porn Star

ass rape pornWhen you are known as an ass rape porn star, men are always pushing your boundaries. I was doing a fetish shoot this week that got way more extreme than I signed up for. The director wanted to film my ass getting fisted and fucked by a few men. Fine. I have done that in my sex life, so why not for the camera for some money, right? One of the guys started calling me a whore and joking about my loose asshole. That is when the director had a brilliant idea as he called it. It was not brilliant. It was painful. It was anal torture sex. He brought out this fuck machine, but instead of using a dildo on it, he affixed a baseball bat with a wide base. Holy fuck my ass got assaulted. He rammed it in full speed. It was sodomizing me so fast and hard, I knew things would get ugly. And they did. I shit and bled everywhere. They were laughing at the dirty whore who couldn’t control herself. The smell was awful. I wanted to die from the pain. My ass was prolapsed and bleeding. They just laughed at me. When they took the baseball bat out of my swollen asshole, the pushed me to the ground to lick up my mess. I felt like I wanted to die all over again.

My One and Only Snuff Porn

snuff pornHe told me I could be the next great snuff porn star. He wanted to audition me personally. He asked me if I had been an actress before. My only acting experience is on the phone. As a phone sex slut, I have been many things to many different men. I was stupid to believe he was a director and I was the next Marilyn Monroe. I honestly thought this guy wanted me for fetish movies. I have a long resume of fetish modeling. I thought he wanted to make some fetish porn with me as the star. He just wanted me for his private 8MM film. It would be my one and only film. I agreed to a casting couch audition thinking he was legit. The moment I was naked, his hands were around my throat. A camera dangled above my head catching the struggle. He was killing me himself for a homemade snuff sex film. I wondered how many other pretty ingenues fell for his line. Was I the first? Was I special in that I was the only one? I fought as long as I could, even scratching his flesh until he bled. But in the end, he was right. I was born to make a snuff film. One glorious snuff movie.

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex fantasies run through my head all the time. I want to be owned as a slave. Kept like a pet in a cage. A collar around my neck that says, “Whore.” You lock me up when you sleep or leave because I cannot be trusted left to my own devices. You let me out when you are home and fuck me how you please. Share me with your friends too. Share me with strangers if you prefer. Hurt me. Abuse me. Punch me. Slap me. Force fuck me. Choke me. Strangle me. Burn me. Cut me. Brand me. Tie me up. Gang bang me. Piss on me. Pierce me. Stab me. Suffocate me. Kill me. I am a twisted girl with twisted desires. It makes my cunt wet to be your dirty slave. Nothing makes me happier than catering to your darkest desires.

Kidnapping Phone Sex Slave

kidnapping phone sexI was out jogging when a car almost ran me off the road. I fell into a ditch. Before I could pick myself up, a guy got out of the car and put a bag over my head. I was squirming to get out. I ended up getting conked in the head by someone. I woke up in a little cell. It was like a go go dancer cage, but not as glamorous. I could barely move around. I was trying to get my bearings when a guy came down and rattled the cage. He reached his hands through the cage and pulled me back on his cock. He fucked my ass through a cage He was strong. His grip on me was tight. After he came in my ass, more men came into the room and fucked me the same way, through the cage. I was a captive. After a couple hours of being sodomized, my captor told me he was selling me to the highest bidder. He just wanted my holes used first because the man who bought me wanted a dirty used-up skank to fuck.  I was kidnapped and sold to this guy who said I was too pretty to fuck. He took care of that. He carved my face all up. Wrote whore in my flesh and fucked every hole I have. He didn’t even care that I was bleeding. He liked fucking a carved up old skank more.

Ass Rape Porn Star for a Day

 

ass rape pornAss rape porn was on his mind again. It always is. He calls me his anal whore slave. I hate when he fucks my ass because he is long and thick, and it always hurts.  It hurt more today than usual because he used Ben Gay as lube. Like who the fuck does that? He had just fucked my ass raw. He tore the flesh in my ass. With those holes in my flesh, the Ben Gay stung like a mother fucking swarm of bees was loose in my asshole. I thought he was done with me after he came in my ass. He wasn’t the only one fucking my ass. He had a bunch of friends over. Mean men. Men with big cocks. I was fighting. I know better, but I was in pain. Pain beyond the comfort level of even the best pain slut! He had to tie me down to his work out bench and gag my mouth because I was screaming. One man after another fucked my ass. Not with only cock either. Fists, baseball bats, beer bottles and one guy used a rolling pin. My ass was battered, and I think permanently damaged. I must buy him a new work out bench he says because I ruined it with blood, shit and cum. In my defense, I was not expecting to make a gangbang rape porn.

Kidnapping Phone Sex Story

kidnapping phone sexI have a kidnapping phone sex story for you. I was hitching on the side of the road after my car died. It was broad daylight. Honestly, I thought I could walk to the nearest gas station, but I was getting over heated. It was over 100 degrees outside. I took a ride from an older man. He looked harmless. Looks can be deceiving. I was not in his car for more than 10 minutes when he jabbed a needle in my thigh. I guess I passed out because I woke up chained and shacked in a dungeon. It was an underground prison. I started screaming. He came down and told me I was his prisoner now. He told me this story of losing his last whore to snuff sex. I was scared because I had no clue where I was or what this man could do. He entered my cell to skull fuck me while I was chained to his cell door. I was gagging and struggling to breathe. I was trapped, however, with nowhere to go. When he undid my chains, I thought maybe I could escape, but he made it clear if I even blinked, he would slit my throat. I let him fuck me for days. I never fought because I was positive that he killed his last captive because she fought. I just wanted to live, so I put up with the ass fucking, skull fucking and cunt fisting. Eventually, he would let me go and he did. He drugged me again and I guess drove me to a corn field and dumped my naked body. A farmer and his ranch hand found me while shucking corn. I had no clue how I got there or how long I had been there. I guess the lesson here is never take rides from strangers.

Domination Phone Sex: Sex and Submission

domination phone sexDomination phone sex is what a slut like me needs. I try to tell guys I am a switch, but that is just me resisting my true nature as a submissive whore. That is what Ted said. He wanted to break me. I thought he meant spiritually, like when you are getting slave trained to a new master. He wanted me broken mind, body and spirit. I spent 4 days locked in his basement. I was chained up naked. I was deprived light and basic necessities like food and water. I was even denied my dignity because I had to piss and shit on the floor. Everyday, he came in and hosed me off like a dirty animal. It was difficult to keep it together in the dark, starving and cold. He would shock me with a cattle prod. He would piss in my face. He would make me say, “I’m a worthless cunt,” repeatedly. I wanted released badly, but he didn’t think I was broken enough yet. I didn’t know how I could be more broken unless I was like snuff porn dead. He started cutting on my tits and punching them so hard the saline bags popped. At this point, I wanted to be dead. He suddenly released me. I was bloody and battered and mutilated, but I was saying yes Sir and no Sir like a good girl. I guess it just takes the right man to make me understand I am no switch. I am only a submissive whore.