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I’ll never be the same after this first date. Evan and I have been Texting for weeks. But I never thought our first date would turn into us making a home made ass rape porn. I guess I shouldn’t have sent all those nudes of my ass.
We ended the night at his place. He said he had the new Conjuring movie, and Ive been dying to see it. But once we got back to his house the movie was never played. Evan kept grabbing my ass all night. He gave me this drink. I drank it like a dumbass, and remember it making me so dizzy and warm. So hot, I took all my clothes off. Exposing my tits, pussy and ass.
All Evan had to do was tell me what to do and for some fucking reason I was compelled to do it. He made me do the most degrading things for the camera like slapping myself, spank my pussy and I even had to fuck a beer bottle. Shoving it in an out of my Pussy.
All of a sudden, Evan Slapped me and throwed me down on the hard cold floor. Snatching me back by my hair. I screamed and begged for him to stop, but he wouldn’t. He put my face right up to the camera lens.
I screamed, as he wound his hand tighter in my hair. Bending me over and shoving his dick hard in my ass. Dry. It hurt so bad. The walls of my asshole were being torn, ripped and shredded. As he pumped his cock into me, I felt the warm rush of wetness, and knew it was my blood lubing me. He was assaulting my asshole for people to see. My face shoved to the floor, Ass in the air. Evan put his foot on my head, smashing it into the ground. He pounded hard and fast until his release. Grunting and moaning as his cock pumped jizz into my bloody hole.
Killer phone sex was what Ethan craved.(Dont miss out on part 1 click Here) He Licked her tear and blood streaked cheek. I have to admit, I got wet. Ivy Lay on the table, sprawled and scared.
I began ripping her skirt off, and her panties. She whimpered as the duct tape muffled her cries. Her eyes pleaded with me, but I knew Ethan was going to make me hurt her.
Taking the knife from him, I sliced into her upper thigh. The blood rushed, and I ran my fingers through it. It was warm and made her skin slick. “More Faith, cut her more” Ethan demanded as he rubbed his cock through his pants. He was getting turned on, I could tell by the tone of his voice.
I climbed up on the table. Kneeling beside Ivy I began Pushing the sharp blade into the flesh above her left titty, and I carved a long laceration in the shape of a V from one side of her tits to the other. She cried, screamed and struggled against the duct tape.
My pussy gushed juicy pussy cream into my panties
Her fat pussy lips kept my gaze. I wanted to see them wet. Moving the blade to her thigh, I pressed deep and pulled it across her skin. Blood dripped and gushed within seconds. I ran my bare fingers through it, again. This time smearing it over onto her pussy, I rubbed it into her scared kitty like lotion.
Her cries softened.
She whimpered as I finger fucked her with her own blood. Looking up at Ethan, he was stroking his cock and telling Ivy that stupid fucking cunts win stupid prizes. “More” He encouraged me. I stuck the blade into her side and she let out a muffled scream.
“Make the hole bigger Faith, I wanna fuck it”
I twisted the blade inside her and blood poured our of her, she bled like a stuck fucking hog.
Ethan came to the side of the table, and stuck his cock in the bloody hole, fucking it. It gushed more and more with each thrust. He kissed me hard, our psychotic passion ignited. My fingers darted in and out of Ivy’s pussy. Her blood made the perfect lube. The least i could do for her was make her cum. My fingers pumped with Ethan’s rhythm.
“Cum baby, Cum in her bloody fucking hole” I urged
I craved making Ethan Happy
I became Friends with her, just for him to make me his accomplice, in some fucked Accomplice phone sex rape fantasy that he wanted to see through, but I wasn’t prepared for what happened.
I’ve been a victim my whole life. My New fuck buddy boyfriend has some fucked up taste. My whore holes were so sore being ripped from cunt to asshole, and the cut marks on my tits didn’t even have a chance to heal. I needed a break from the torture for just a bit and I was willing to do anything for him….
She was perfect, a young Teen runaway a long way from home, dressed like a total slut. When I met her she had only been here 2 days and had nowhere to stay. Red hair, Pale Skin, perky little titties and slender frame. Her name was Ivy. Fitting. I became her friend and manipulated her, gaining her trust. I offered for her to come stay at my house for a while tile she got on her feet.
After a few days, we were best friends. I shared my clothes with her. Her body was beautiful, we had even kissed because she was curious. Mt eyes roamed all over her, I Liked Ivy, a lot. I told her My Boyfriends Birthday was coming up, and he really wanted to be with 2 girls. I told her I couldn’t wait to devour her sweet, sexy body and I wanted her first time with another girl to be special. Eager to taste her perfect pussy it had the prettiest red strip of pussy hair. She acted honored to even be tasked with this. I knew she would be perfect for our hot, rough threesome. That’s all Ethan made it out to be.
Ethan has dark tastes. Very dark. He wanted his entrance to be a surprise. So I left the side door unlocked. We were watching a movie when he appeared out of nowhere in the kitchen which ran parallel with the living room.
“Faith?” He said, laying his keys on the counter “Who is this?”
We both jumped and screamed, frightened.
“So you’re just bringing home strays for me to keep, feed and entertain?” His eyes Narrowed and zeroed in on Ivy.
Ivy interjected ” I, I,I…I can leave, I didn’t mean to cause problems Faith” she began standing up and walking toward the bedroom.
“Oh you aren’t going anywhere Ivy” He toyed with the Knife, spinning the point on his index Finger, twirling it and hungrily licking his lips.
“Now Faith!” Ethan commanded.
I grabbed the duct tape and tore off a piece with my teeth. Ivy started to panic. Her breath rushed. I said “Shhhhhh, shh It’s okay Ivy, remember what I told you, it’s all a part of it. Just go with it.” I smiled a sweet smile Pressing the tape firmly over her mouth. I kissed the duct tape. Then I led her to the table room. I began taping each of Ivys limbs to the legs of the table. She whimpered and Squirmed, but didn’t fight me.
Once taped, Ethan teased her with the knife, running the sharp blade down her cheek, nicking her skin. Her blood dripped. Moving the cold clade down, he toyed with her neck. Finally, slicing the fabric of her shirt open exposing her tits, with pointy nipples. She squealed, and her eyes began to fill with tears. Her body radiated sheer terror. I could see it. He loved it when the fright kicked in, it was something he could almost smell and it drove him fucking mad with psychotic killer desire. He leaned over licking the tears from her cheeks.
What Ethan made me do next, was diabolical.
( Don’t miss out on part 1 click -> Here)
Sex with dead bodies was not something I’d ever thought I’d be doing. But since these 2 fucking sicko’s kidnapped me I’ve been doing a lot of shit I never thought I would. Getting fucked, beaten, and battered all for views on the fucking dark web. The smell of the room nauseated me. Blood, flesh and now sex, all mixed up and permeating the entire room. I stood towering over Harry. Looking down all I could see were 3 mangled divides of meat. Clumped with brain matter, hair and blood. All of this was right where his head would have been. Beyond that, Harry was in perfect condition. His body was nice, sexy even. His cock stood at attention.
“Let’s go Cunt, and this time use your mouth first”
Falling to my knees, I stared looking at the mass of ripped and torn flesh. Thinking and wondering what Harry used to look like. I took his cadaver cock in my hands. It was cold, but so hard. Leaning over and slowly kissing the tip. My hair cascaded around his lap and cock.
“Look at the camera you stupid whore, viewers wanna see too” Randy yammered.
I tucked my blonde hair behind my ears and looked over at the camera. I sucked his frigid member into my mouth. It was like eating a popsicle that would never melt. Long, hard, deep strokes and sucks with my warm mouth. Unable to even fathom the idea that I was really blowing a dead guy, my thoughts raced. I wasn’t even crying anymore. Warming up that ice cold prick was the only thing I was worried about at that moment.
It was time to fuck him. How was I going to ride him, and not look at him?
I’ll just close my eyes
I positioned myself spreading my legs wide, and squatted over hamburger Harrys cock. I quickly mounted him. My mouth and warm spit has brought the temp of his dickcicle up. With my eyes closed, I Grabbed his dick and angled it lowering myself on to it. His cock wasn’t huge, but it had a little bend in it. That bend made the mushroom tip hit my G spot, perfectly.
Stroking with my cunt, my movements became faster. With each stride my g pot was getting hammered. Moaning softly, I was so close.
I didn’t even notice the deranged duo were standing right beside me. ” You are enjoying yourself, aren’t you whore?” Jarred, I stopped. “Don’t fucking stop now, keep going”
I closed my eyes tight and rode the departed faster and harder. I knew I was going to cum. My moans grew louder, almost animalistic.
Ice cold Meat, blood, brains and gore smashed all over my naked body
I blasted off on his dearly departed dick.
You are made to do so much fucked up shit when you are just a toy for the dark web. Like being forced to have sex with dead bodies. Being forced to do anything keeps my tight pink cunt dripping. Even when I’m scared and crying, my pussy still craves to get fucked.
Cameras are rolling. A sadistic team of twisted fucks keep me locked up in a room. Naked with my tits and ass all bruised and scratched from their fucked up play time earlier. The heavy metal door swings open, and 2 huge black trash bags are drug in.I could see the form of bodies. When they dumped them out on the concrete floor, they made sickening thuds. 2 bodies, both men just lie lifeless on the floor in front of me. One had been shot in the head, the other bludgeoned to death. The smell of dead, rotting flesh filled the room. I screamed and cried. I had seen a dead body, but not like this.
They brought in 2 syringes full of some shit. I just knew they were gonna shoot me up with it. They like fucking with me, and keeping me high. But to my surprise, they walked over to the corpses and injected their dicks with the serum. “This’ll keep em hard”. They stabbed those huge shiny needles straight into their shafts, and those murdered boff bats sprang slowly back to life.
I knew right then, what was happening.
The one psycho fuck who’s name I had overheard as Randy, went over and adjusted the camera. “See this, this little setup here is gonna bring in the cash, and you’re the fuckin cash cow little girl” I stared at the bodies, and got sick to my stomach. “What the fuck do I have to do?”
*Slap*
Across my face
“You watch your fuckin tone, Bitch. You don’t wanna end up like Those 2 do you? Besides, you look like you know your way around a couple of extra stiff dicks. Sure been gettin mine off the past few days.”
I cringed. Everything in me wanted to run, scream, cry…. something. But it wouldn’t do any good. I was naked, beaten, and had no idea where the fuck I was. These redneck fucks didn’t mind killing either, and I didn’t want to die. I’d do anything to save my my own life.
Redneck Randy Grabbed me by the back of the neck.
He said, through his stinking, rotten teeth. “We will be watching.”
I decided I would fuck hole in the head first. His skin was cold, moist and had a blue hue to it. The feeling of my hot pussy sliding down on his Icy cold dead dick, made me want to puke. But he was big. Bigger than any living cock I had ever fucked. I slid up and down, working my ass in a circle.
As his cock warmed up, it began to feel good. I was humping the shit out of that dead fucker, they wanted a show I was going to give it too them. I popped my little pussy on that corpse cock. Pinching my nipples I rode him hard until I came. I fell on top of him, and that chill went all over me again. Why did it feel so good?
I was almost embarrassed at how good it felt. To fuck a stiff, rigor mortis dense dick. I knew I had to fuck the second guy, and this was going to be a little tougher to stomach.
His head was smashed, into 3 pieces. It looked weird, but I had seen something just like it. His brains were in clumps tangled in his hair. I could smell the strong scent of blood, and putrid flesh. What did he do to deserve this?
” Fuck him you stupid bitch! 1900 people are paying to watch you fuck the shit out of these 2 stiffs, Quit stalling and Give ole hamburger harry some pussy “.
Hamburger meat, thats what his fucking head looked like. Hamburger Meat.
Down here in the South, everybody is your friend. I thought that until I was kidnapped, and shoved in a back seat by a soulless bitch and her man. Kidnapping Phone Sex really does go fucking hard, but not as hard as my experience. My panties were ripped off and shoved into my mouth to gag me. My tits and cunt exposed. Then tied up with rope. She had the most maniacal laugh, and his eyes just perved all over me.
I screamed and cried, tears smearing my makeup. He ran his greasy hands all over my flesh as she watched. Gripping my tits and shoving his thick fingers inside me, then shoving them in my mouth. Then they pulled me by my hair from their truck.
They took me to this fucking trashy trailer park. I was dragged by my hair inside. Pieces ripped out. Trying to fight, but that evil cunt beat the shit out me. I was already exhausted when the gun came out. She screamed for me to shut the fuck up, pushing the barrel into my face and slapping the shit out of me. I stopped screaming, but not for long.
In fear of my life, I spent the night sucking his cock, and eating that wretched skanks pussy while they got high. They fucked me for hours. Using my pussy and asshole like their fucking personal Jungle gym. He fucked my pussy while she used whatever she could on my asshole, including the gun barrel. She told me it was loaded.
I must have passed out at some point, because I woke up in the edge of the fucking woods, at least I’m alive… I hope they don’t come back, I’m so scared
I never knew Trevor was into Snuff porn, until now. ( this is part 2, for part 1 click here) he took his hands off of my throat, and leaned over smacking my swollen pussy. ” Im going to show you what they do in those movies”. He slapped it over and over until it burned and my pussy juice spattered on my thighs more with each blow. Trevor also pinched my nipples with his fingernails, hard, digging his nails into my nips until they bled. I screamed, but my snatch remained wet.
Trevor told me to stay still on the bed while he plundered through my room and the rest of my house, he came back with an arm load of stuff. He bound my wrists with a cord, cinched my dogs leash around my neck, duct tapped my mouth shut, clamped my bleeding nipples with alligator clamps and zip tied my ankles to my bed post. I couldn’t breathe and that excited him.
I stared at the ceiling, crying. Trevor mocked me, his hard cock throbbing and I cried harder ” Shut the fuck up, you dumb cunt! Ill fucking kill you” Then he showed me the knife ” See this whore, I’m going to use your holes and then Im going to slit your throat unless you do what I say” My scream muffled, and I nodded.
Trevor had already used my mouth, and he was going to carry out his rape fantasy on my other holes. He took away all my air for what felt like forever. His cock slammed in and out of my pussy so fast as he choke fucked me. He fucked my pussy just enough to get his dick a little wet before shoving it deep and almost dry into my ass. I squealed as he pounded my asshole. He ripped my ass apart. The blood letting made it easier for his dick to assault my ass hole. I cried and screamed while he used my hole, until he flooded it with cum. My blood and his cum mixed, and he fell on top of me in a heap and went to sleep.
Violent Phone Sex takes my breath away, literally. This one time Trevor got me home from our date and the sweetness was gone. He had a gleam in his eye. It scared me. Grabbing me by the arm Trevor forced me into my room and slammed me on the bed. I begged him to stop, screaming. Ripping all my clothes off, as his cock forced its way in my mouth. I choked and gagged but as my mouth was being wrecked, my saliva pooled all over his dick, and on my bed. Trevor forced his hand against my throat to feel his cock going in and out through my neck.
He just didn’t give a fuck. It was rough and Evil. Slamming his dick and balls against my face over and over. Fucking my throat with all his might I thought he’d break my fucking neck.
Pulling my hair, he yanked me to the end of the bed. Fucking my throat violently and strangling me to feel his cock inside my neck. My eyes teared. Mascara streaming. Helpless, I couldn’t breathe, but he didn’t stop. He pinched my nose so I couldn’t get any air. I felt myself losing consciousness, but his throbbing cock went deeper. Trevor fucked my mouth roughly until he blew his thick load down my throat. Trevor wasn’t done though. Look out for part 2.
Roleplay phone sex is a specialty of mine, and I feel as though it definitely should be, as I have quite the flair for the dramatic. It’s so much fun to pretend to be someone else every now and then. I think it also helps you to see the world differently, too, when you’re viewing it through someone else’s eyes.
I can do the standard the roleplays–Daddy/daughter, Teacher/student, Coach/cheerleader, Parent/babysitter, etc. But I can also do some of the naughtier ones, too, like victim of a home invasion or victim of a nasty rape fantasy. These things are always good for a good time!
And, of course, it should almost go without saying that anything goes. I don’t believe in having limits because that limits my creativity! So whatever you’d like to talk about in the context of roleplaying is perfectly fine with me. Just think about before you talk to me, and be sure to share all the details beforehand, and we’ll have ourselves a fantastic time together!
Strangulation phone sex is one fantasy that I really love, for more than one reason! For example, I love the idea of someone strangling me. I have adored breath play since I first started participating in BDSM-type scenes, and strangling is my favorite method of doing breath play.
Secondly, I also like the idea of strangling another person. As I have mentioned a couple of times before, my personal snuff item is a garrote. I love the idea of sitting behind a girl who is lying on her back with her head in my lap. I grab her neck with the garrote and just pull it behind her head, strangling her off in the process. This can go on for as long or as short as I want. I can do it all in one fell swoop, or I can stop, give her a chance to breathe, then go back to strangling her again! It’s awesome, really.
How do you feel about strangulation fantasies? Is that what floats your boat, or do you prefer something a little different?