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Torture sex my Master forces me to do makes me cum

Torture sex is my life now. The first time he forced me to participate in brutal violent fucking, I was terrified. I had never experienced anything like it before, and I couldn’t believe that I was actually getting turned on by it. But my Master is a master manipulator, and he had trained me well. He had taught me to find pleasure in pain, to crave the degradation and humiliation that came with being his slave whore.Torture sex

And so, I found myself cumming harder than I ever had before as I watched the life drain from the young girl’s eyes. I couldn’t say no, even if I wanted to. My Master had me under his spell, and I was powerless to resist.

He loves to push me to my limits, to see just how far he can take me. And he always seems to save the most twisted requests for Snuff sex. Like the time he made me torture a mother and daughter, forcing me to choose which one would die first.

I can still see their faces, filled with fear and desperation as they begged for their lives. But my Master’s will is absolute, and I had no choice but to do as he commanded. I slit their throats, one by one, and watched as they took their final breaths.

Even now, as I wait for my next assignment, I can’t help but wonder what horrors await me. But I know that no matter what my Master has in store for me, I will cum harder than ever before. Because that’s what he’s trained me to do.

Blasphemy sex soaks me and makes me cum for the dark lord

Blasphemy sex Blasphemy sex has made my body a temple of sin. It is a playground for the most depraved desires. I crave the pain, the pleasure, and the power that comes from indulging in the forbidden. My pussy, wet and willing, begs for the touch of a dominant hand, a hand that will inflict pain and bring me to the brink of ecstasy.

I am a blasphemer, a sinner, and I wear those labels with pride. My body is a vessel for the Dark Lord, and I offer it up to him willingly. I want my little pussy to suffer, to feel the sting of a whip, the heat of a candle, the sharpness of a blade. I want to scream his name as I cum, to let the world know that I am his and he is mine.

My sex is hot, a fiery inferno that burns with the intensity of a thousand suns. It is a Snuff sex film, a twisted tale of pleasure and pain, a story that is written in the blood and cum of those who dare to watch. I am the star, the director, and the producer of this twisted tale, and I revel in the power that it gives me.

I summon the devil, call him forth with every scream, every moan, every drop of blood that is shed. I offer myself to him, to be used and abused in any way that he sees fit. I am his whore, his slave, and I will do anything to please him.

 

Gangbang rape porn by a bunch rednecks almost got me

Gangbang rape pornGangbang rape porn is my Master’s favorite to make. Doesn’t matter how good I am, he really enjoys making it so I suffer the whole time. This last time I was savaged so bad I thought that was it. These were some dirty fucked up rednecks, high on meth.

They all looked totally demonic every moment they were fucking me. My Master is a real sick fuck. He had these redneck guys come into my room and surprise me. They all smelled so bad and I had to suck all their cocks, The way they tasted made me want to puke and it was so humiliating. 

It started off where they were taking turns raping me in every hole. But then it became a blur of blood and cum. They went in on me like animals, biting and hitting me while violently fucking my poor holes. I knew better than to fight back but they still didn’t give me any mercy.

 Master told me he had to end the Ass rape porn early, even he thought they were overboard. He also said that wouldn’t be the last time I would  violated like that. I get it, I think I deserve it. Being a snuff slave is all I know.

 

My Master spoils me with revenge Snuff sex with me in charge

When I am a good Snuff sex slave, I get spoiled. My Master allows me this pleasure when I’m a good little slut, and boy do I relish it. Sometimes he has rid himself of dudes because they become a liability. A lot of the time, these guys have hurt me badly. And when I get my chance, I am sure to give them all I got!Snuff sex You see, my Master, being the wicked, magnificent devil he is, lets me play out my sickly twisted revenge fantasies on these poor schmucks. He makes me queen of the mountain, sitting on my throne of pain and pleasure. I get to sit back, devise the most wicked, unimaginable punishments for these guys, and watch as they suffer for as long as I desire.

I have snuffed out these fuckers in all kinds of ways. Their suffering turns me on so much. It feels like I am hurting my first Daddy too. He’s the one who started it all and he ruined me when I was very small. Every time I get to snuff a guy out I imagine his face during their last breath.

Watching these wretched creatures scream in agony at my hands makes me feel like I am avenging all that he put me through. The irony is just delicious and oh-so vindictive. I love being on top with my victim’s dick forced inside of me. I ride them until they are about to bust and then gouge their eyes out. Once I hear those eyes pop, I can’t control myself and soak my victim’s balls.

And of course, I do it all for Satan! I am a loyal follower and every soul I snuff out is all for him to consume. Praise be to Satan, indeed. After all, we’re just here to serve our Dark Prince, and what better way to do so than taking those who’ve wronged us as Blasphemy sex sacrifices?

 

Ass rape porn by black cock traumatizes my rosebud

Ass rape pornThe Ass rape porn my Master makes me do rips my insides apart. He never tells me before hand. He surprises me when he has a gang of black thugs enter the room with massive hard on’s. Even in the moment I can’t contain my fear. I hate it when he makes me take black cock. They are so massive and those guys are so hard on me. But I exist to serve my Master’s desires. 

 My Master knows how much I dread it, and that’s precisely why he does it. He knows I don’t want black dick in me, it’s not that I am racist either. It’s just that he gets the meanest guys he can find, literally thugs who just got out of prison and when they see me they turn into wild animals. They make sure I suffer every moment. 

The pain is unbearable. Those black cocks are so fucking big that they hurt so bad. My Master watches as I scream and cry, begging for him to stop. But he never does. Instead, he eggs the black guy on, urging him to violate me with Violent hardcore sex.

I take it like a good little whore, letting that black cock invade my body and violate me in the most intimate way possible. And as I do, I can feel my Master’s satisfaction, his desire for me growing stronger with every cry of pain.

 

Sex with dead bodies is something Master & I can’t stop

Sex with dead bodiesSex with dead bodies, the taste of death on his lips is pure ecstasy. My Master gave me this addiction, forced me at first and now I crave it constantly.  

With each new torture session, I could taste the fear in the air. The victims, locked in their final moments, begging for mercy, I became increasingly aroused. I was familiar with the routine, and it excited me more than anything.

As I felt myself getting hotter, I relished the sight of Master slicing through her skin with a rusted scalpel, the smell of her thick blood permeating the room. The woman would whimper as he dipped the blade in her now empty eye socket, me cutting in as well, making her writhe in a mix of searing pain and increasing sexual pleasure.

She was mine to devour, and I knew it. I reveled in her screams, the sound echoing through the room, fueling my own dark desires. I felt compelled to come closer, to explore this strange allure that her body held in its new, lifeless state.

When the poor soul finally let out her final gasp, the room became eerily still. Master turned to me, a wicked grin on his face. “Well, my dear, that’s the last one. Any requests for the next batch?” He asked playfully, raising an eyebrow in amusement as he tugged at the chains binding me.

“Alive, of course,” I whispered, my eyes wide and innocent behind the facade of my eagerness. Master knew exactly what I wanted, and he was more than happy to oblige.

Master allowed me to have a taste of our sweet victim. I got on top of her, I could feel the warmth draining from her cunt. I grinded, harder and harder. I climaxed but I kept going. It’s not enough just one. If I am a good Snuff sex slave he will allow me to cum hundreds of times. And when I am riding a dead body, I definitely do.

 

Agonizing Torture sex can get as bloody as possible

Torture sex Torture sex is a way of life for me now. I tell myself to breathe and embrace the pain. The more I remind myself that I am a slave whore the quicker I revel in the ecstasy of agonizing torture. That’s the nature of my existence, unquenchable passion and sinuous agony. I crave it, much like you do. The moment when my body quivers on the brink of pain, thirsting for more; oh, how we both need it. 

I’ve watched it a thousand times by now, Dumb little cum slut turned victim to bloody violence. But that’s what any slut deserves, we have these gashes between our legs that make our Master’s crazy and I think we deserve to be punished. 

You like to slice off their pussy lips, sometimes you eat them and then there are the times where you force your victims to swallow their own flesh, The Mutilation phone sex I crave is us sharing my flesh. Where you take my freshly sliced off pussy lips into your mouth, you chew it up and spit it in my mouth. I will swallow it like your baby bird, eagerly and obediently.

You are an artist. And whores like me are your canvas. A blooming and brutal kaleidoscope of pain and lust, and with each act of depravity, we create masterpieces worthy of the most voyeuristic Gods. Let the violence become a balm for your empty souls, and let my devotion to agonizing torture and eroticism bring you solace. 

 

Gangbang rape porn is not very pretty in a barn

Gangbang rape porn keeps me in the barn for far too long. It’s my prison and his paradise. The dank earth and moldy hay fill my senses as I lay here, a broken toy after another abuse-filled day with Master Daddy. My cunt is gaping, stretched beyond belief from the relentless pounding of beasts and men alike. Thick horse cum oozes down my thighs, a nasty glaze that reminds me of my place in this world.Gangbang rape porn

I used to dream of a life more than this. Of love, tenderness, a gentle touch. But Master Daddy has beaten those naive notions out of me, leaving only a craven, cock-starved slut behind. He gets off on my degradation, reveling in every depraved act he forces me into.

I think back to my first night here, whimpering as he shoved his massive African bull’s huge veiny cock into my tight virgin holes. The pain was blinding, but it opened my eyes. There was a twisted pleasure in the brutal deflowering, a sense of purpose. My body could take abuse like no other.

Master Daddy went wild that night. He hollowed out my pussy with his thick equine dick, plowing me until I squirted and screamed. Then he threw me to his furry friends – a pack of thirsty Rovers, a snorting pig, even a nervous goat. They fucked me in tandem, queening my face and prying open my holes until I was leaking sloppy l seed from all orifices. Such humiliation, such ecstasy! Daddy loves the kind of Torture sex that makes me swallow my vomit, filthy, dark and disgusting.

 

Snuff movies are better, hotter- soaked in blood

Snuff movies have been a thing I have to do for my Master. I really have no choice if I want to be a good slave. And don’t get me wrong I very much want to be the best slave. I guess my Master sees my dedication and for that he rewards me. My treat? A desperate little cuck that is willing to do whatever I say. The one Daddy gifted me was such a little worm. He thought his 5 inch dick would satisfy me, which made me laugh so fucking hard.Snuff movies

He got to watch what kind of cocks make me cum. Big fat hard cocks that fuck me so hard I cum blood. I have a thing for blood. The way it feels on my skin, the smell, everything about it made me feel so wild and horny. That little fucking cuck thought he could touch his pathetic cock without permission. I mean I get it, to watch a huge cock going in and out of my little pussy is hot as fuck, but he was my slave for the moment, he does what I say.

And since he didn’t worship me properly he was fresh meat for the powerful cocks who ripped me open. First I made him tongue their assholes and lick their blood soaked balls. The little piece of shit was crying that he didn’t like the taste of blood. His whining was really getting to me so I made one of the Bulls force fuck his face to shut him up and I guided another big black cock into his other hole. That little pussy bitch was squealing like a little baby piglet, it drove me wild and the Snuff sex commenced.

I stabbed, stabbed, stabbed little piggy in a sex crazed daze. My fangs were out and I sucked some off his blood from his pathetic little cock. By the time I was finished with him I was covered in his blood and gore. I roasted his little dick for later.

 

Sex with dead bodies makes me a powerful whore

Sex with dead bodies

Sex with dead bodies is a gift that my Master gives me when I have been a very good obedient whore. He used to force me to do all sorts of sick shit to corpses. I was terrified and disgusted, it took months before I was able to not puke. Then something happened to me, it was like a light turned on and I realized my Master does know what’s best. He made me fuck the dead over and over and then I finally had that moment of orgasm that couldn’t compare to anything else.

From that moment on I was his snuff slave whore and I craved sex with the dead like a crack addict. When I’m with a dead body, I am in complete control. I can take my time, explore every inch of their cold, lifeless form without the worry of judgment or reciprocation. It’s just me and the body, and the power that comes with that is intoxicating.

Since I have been such a good slave this year, my master let me hold on and do whatever I wanted with a few stiffs we used for Blasphemy sex. After they were sacrificed for Satan, they became my own personal sex toys. I scissored those dead little pussies until they turned to mush. I didn’t care that their smell was leaking all over the place. I just kept fucking. They are in kinda rough shape now but still very fuckable.