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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.

Medical fetish phone sex, the ultimate way to serve cock

Medical fetish phone sex still gives me the chills. I guess it will always send chills down my spine. I really hate when I am the next in line for this sort of thing. The memories I have of being examined, prodded, and probed by strangers haunt me more than most things.Medical fetish phone sex

But I will never make a stink about it. I know I have to be a good girl no matter how scared I am. I can’t disappoint my Master and I feel like if he really knew how I felt about speculums, the torture would ramp up like crazy. I don’t get the fetish, they are just so weird. When a speculum enters me its so cold, it just a different kind of humiliation for me.

I think the most intense Ass rape porn I made with my Master was for those medical freaks. I was strapped in a a medical chair and I had a speculum in every hole. When I felt my ass getting stretched out I was sure they were going to rip me.

The tearing of my flesh it something that haunts me constantly. They ripped me up so that they could sew me back together. All while I had another speculum keeping my throat open. Through out the whole procedure they were fucking my throat. I almost choked to death on cum, I wish I did.

 

Killer phone sex means her corpse is filled with cum

Killer phone sex is what I am here for, bloody, messy and bone chilling. If I don’t do it right my Master will punish me and if I am a really bad girl I might end up on the chopping block. So I never disobey him. It’s a dark, twisted world I inhabit, but it is what it is.

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My Master believes he is an artist, he thinks he is better than any of them. The way he suffocates a whore, I guess I can see it. The way he sets it all up, the kind of camera he uses, everything is top notch. He most definitely is a perfectionist. This last girl he filmed, was a real pain. She wouldn’t take his orders and kept messing up the shots.

He ordered me to shove a dildo down her throat and tape up her mouth. She fought every step of the way. The bitch even got me in trouble for taking too long. As punishment he made me snuff her out. He knows how much I hate doing that, it really fucks with me. I made sure that plastic bag was super tight so her last breath was quick. He usually fucks them first but I guess he was generous. He knows I have developed a taste for Sex with dead bodies. I love their vacant eyes and still limbs. 

My Master watched with delight, his own arousal growing as he witnessed the scene before him. He urged me on, his commands got my pussy even wetter, I could feel the heat building within me, the familiar ache of release just beyond my grasp.

As I reached my climax, I let out a primal scream, my body shaking with pleasure. My Master followed suit, his own release a testament to the power of our twisted union. As we lay there, spent and exhausted, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. My life as a snuff whore may be dark, but it’s never dull. It’s a life filled with sex and death, but it’s one that I wouldn’t trade for anything. After all, there’s no greater thrill than giving your Master exactly what he demands, even if it means filling a corpse with cum.

Teen rape porn leaves me a raw and bleeding pathetic whore

Teen rape pornI’ve been in tons Teen rape porn but this one might have broke me. I have been whipped, beaten, forced to do all sorts of sick acts. But hanging from a tree for hours and hours, might have completely broke me. I’ve got to face the facts and come to terms with the fact that I am gonna die a snuff whore.

There is no way out for a whore like me. I guess I don’t deserve any peace for the things Master made me do. I mean, I’ve been really enjoying some of the fun tortures he comes up with. But he was so cruel to me this time around. He treated me like I was just meat and now his faithful whore that has been serving him for as long as I have.

I just let all the abuse and suffering wash over me. I can’t sit down at the moment. My ass is so bruised up there is no way to get comfortable. The way he pounded his fist inside me, makes me think that he might have fucked up my insides. I have always been his loyal Torture sex whore and that won’t stop. I just want him to know I will always be useful to him and that he doesn’t need to terminate me like the other meat.

Cannibalism phone sex makes you crave my sweet flesh

Cannibalism phone sex makes you crave my sweet flesh!  As I lay here, bound and gagged, my mind races with thoughts of depravity and desire. The cameras start rolling, and I feel a shiver run down my spine. My heart races as I hear the dirty talk and blasphemy from my co-stars. Their words ignite a fire within me, and I can feel my pussy becoming wetter with each vulgar utterance.

Cannibalism phone sex I am here to please, to be used and abused in the most explicit ways possible. My body is on display, but it’s my mind that truly craves the attention. I want to be devoured, to be consumed by their desires.

The  Blasphemy sex is rough, and I scream out  as they take me in every way possible. I am theirs to use, to play with, to break. I want to be consumed, to be devoured by their lust. I want to be their ultimate fantasy, their ultimate release. My body is on display, but it’s my mind that truly craves the attention. The depravity, the vulgarity, it all feeds my desires.

As the scene comes to a close, I am left breathless and satisfied. My body is covered in sweat and bruises, but it’s my mind that truly feels alive. I have been used, abused, and devoured, and I can’t wait to do it all over again.

So, as you read this, I dare you to indulge in your own fantasies. Don’t be afraid to explore the taboo, the vulgar, the explicit. It’s in those moments that we truly feel alive. And who knows, you may just find yourself craving something a little more…submissive.

As for me, I’ll be here, ready and willing to be devoured once again.

 

Sex with dead bodies makes every day Halloween

Sex with dead bodiesSex with dead bodies makes every day Halloween! I remember my first time and yes it was on Halloween. I hadn’t been with my Master for that long, I honestly thought I was there to be killed but I guess he took a shine to me. He said I am his special girl if I do everything he says exactly the way he tells me to do it.

I did, I followed his orders and I was his good girl, I was terrified though. He brought me into this cold metal room, there were multiple corpses laying on slabs. He ordered me to climb on top of this guy, he must have been freshly dead because he was still warm.

He also had a massive erection, it was such a shock to slide his dead cock into my pussy but it was amazing. I rode him as hard as I could just as Master instructed. I pounded him until his bodily fluids leaked out his eyes, nose and mouth. Master told me faster and harder, so I did. 

I was so hard and fast, everything was a blur. It all slowed down when I heard a pop. That dead man’s cock broke right off and was lodged inside my pussy. I wanted to scream in terror but I know better. This was what Master wanted. 

He wanted me to break that cock with my pussy but now it was stuck in there. Master ordered me to lay on the floor with my legs nice and wide. He put his cock inside of me with that dead flesh up inside of me. He made me say that I loved getting double dicked by him and his brother. Wasn’t just Snuff sex that night, incest sex too. Master fucked me all night long with his dead brother’s cock inside me.

 

Blasphemy sex hails our Dark Lord in the ultimate way

Blasphemy sexBlasphemy sex is my ultimate indulgence, my ultimate act of rebellion. There’s something incredibly empowering about hailing our Dark Lord in the most vulgar and explicit way possible, about embracing the forbidden and reveling in it. It’s a feeling of freedom, of liberation, of breaking free from the chains of societal norms and expectations.

It feels so good to say Fuck. God. Come on, say it with me while your stroke your cock, Fuck God! Oh it’s is a privilege for my pussy to squirt to Satan. I would do anything and everything to please the one true Master. I know he likes it messy, the bloodier the better. By the end of our fun I am coated head to toe in gore and cum.

Sweet sweet gore for all the demons of hell. The demon of lust came to one of our Snuff sex rituals and blasted my holes into oblivion. Asmodeus, the King of Demons, filled my pussy and asshole with all of his cocks. Yes, the King has multiple cocks and they are all hard and thick. I sacrificed a little baby girl pussy and I was rewarded with a fuck of a lifetime.

I can still feel the demon’s sperm swimming inside me. It would be an honor to be a breeding whore for the King of Demons, I know Lucifer will be proud at what a good mommy whore I will be. It’s all for him, fuck god, god’s dead, more like god’s never been there, has he? That fat monster cock is my savior. Hail Satan!

 

Torture sex is just a few steps away from sweet release

Torture sexTorture sex can be just a few steps away from death for any of us whores, even me. As I sit here, covered in sweat and cum, I can’t help but wonder what my last moments on earth will be like. Maybe it’s the weight of it all, living like this. It’s not something I chose, but I have accepted it. Now, I can’t help but feel a sense of dread. A sense of impending doom. 

Don’t get me wrong, I love the thrill of it all.  Not knowing the next sick he will force me to do, the adrenaline rush that comes with blood lust, knowing that at any moment, it could all be over. I feel like my demise will be extremely brutal. Especially if I disappointment my Master.

Luckily, I haven’t yet and I don’t plan to. I will do whatever he wants no matter how degrading or vile it is. He loves to express his artistic vision in his Snuff porn and I am his muse. I’ve gave up that backdoor to all kinds of creatures, I even took the Dark lord himself.

So, for now, I’ll keep going. Keep putting on a show, keep exploring the darkest depths. Because at the end of the day, I know the happier I make my human Master, the more rewards my Dark Lord Satan will grant melt!