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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.

Killer phone sex

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!

 

Brutal Sex with dead bodies is my Master’s favorite

Sex with dead bodies Sex with dead bodies is art form. I like to get creative with my partners. I mean, when you’re working with dead bodies, you’ve got to think outside the box.  I’ve got a whole treasure trove of positions and techniques that would make even the most seasoned porn star blush.

 I take my job very seriously. I pride myself on my attention to detail, making my Master proud. He loves when I get the sluts we use real messy. The more blood the better. So I go all out, once I get to stabbing I make sure I am soaked with blood and gore.

Not only does it make my Master happy but when I feel the splatter of blood it gets me so fucking wet. By the time I am done slashing at some bitch’s tits, I am ready to explode and squirt everywhere.

My favorite is right after they die. They are still warm but they are still, totally silent, the screams get to me after a while so when it’s finally quiet I start to relax. I ride the stiff until blood pours out of their eyes, nose and mouth. The lost cold look in their eyes make me feel so hot, I totally lose control. I guess that must be why after making the Snuff porn, the sluts end up looking like hamburger meat.

 

Snuff movies make disposable whores love their end

Snuff movies are a passion of my Master. Every day, my he creates new pieces of art for the richest sickos to get off to. The money is good, but that’s not why my Master does it. No, he does it because he gets off on making cute little sluts suffer. Since I am his slave, he makes me do all the dirty work.Snuff movies

I used to hate it when he would make me slice off their clits but now I have been around long enough to enjoy it. The look of terror in their eyes gets me wet but when Master tells me I’m a good girl I am soaked and ready to make them suffer. The rush I get at the sight of blood is a gift my Master generously gave me. 

The Torture sex is intense, to say the least. By the end of it I am soaked head to toe in blood and guts. Master gets really hard and fucks the ever living shit out of me. He likes to bend me over whatever slut he has for the day and pumps into my ass. Right before he ejaculates, I slice the sluts throat and he fucks her pussy till she bleeds out. They all seem relieved when they meet their end. 

 

The more Torture sex, the more power you gain

Torture sexTorture sex with the purest virgin is the ultimate sacrifice to our dark lord Satan. My Master always says to get the attention of the almighty Satan you have to go all out. Not only does he fuck and torture me for hours on end but he also picks out a sweet little thing to join us. She is lucky to be released to Satan, I’ve been dreaming of the day when I can feel his burning cock deep in me forever.

Household pets and small animals are not enough to satisfy the great beast. The best way is to create intense suffering and indulge in every lustful desire. I am expected to perform all sorts of degrading acts with Master’s followers and the offerings they bring. I am fucked by all kinds of cocks and tortured as if we are in the dark ages.

I am the opening act, after my performance, the virgin sacrifice is dragged in, kicking and screaming. My Master likes to snuff them out in all sorts of ways but his favorite recently is beheading. He told me they are aware for a while before they go to hell. He likes to shove his cock in their mouths and really give them a skull fucking right before lights out. I hope I succumb to my death with the most extreme Blasphemy sex!