It has been a torture phone sex weekend. My husband took the boys camping. I do not camp unless it is a cabin the woods with a spa bathroom. I love the great outdoors. I just do not want to sleep with creepy crawlies. My stepson paid me a visit last night. It is never good for me when he shows up when my husband is not around. He is Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. He loves to torture me. He loves to profit off my body. He is a sick fuck. He tweaks on the weekends and holidays. He is a total meth head. When he needs money, he pays me a visit. He loves to live stream our torture sex sessions. The sounds of Bitcoins makes him up his game. Men pay to see him do nasty and painful shit to my MILF body. Men who must hate their mothers because they pay to see me punched, burned, fucked and cut. My stepson was fucking my ass when someone paid him a large sum of Bitcoins to fist my ass. Not just fist it, but double fist it. I was scared. He has big hands. I am a tiny woman. Sure, I can take cock in my ass, but two big hands? He was nice enough to use lube, but not sure it mattered much. It was painful as fuck. He even left his rings on to shred my asshole. The viewers were eating it up though. I could hear the barrage of dings as men tipped him for ruining my asshole. I was bleeding and shitting. By the time he was done, his hands were coated in my blood and shit. I was crying from the pain. He just shoved his fingers in my mouth and made me clean up the mess I made of him. I was just grateful it was over. Over at least for the day. He will be back, and it will be worse than this time. It always is.
Torture Phone Sex Show
Pass her around
I want to slice a bimbo up this weekend. I want her to be coked out of her mind and want to give her the cock she craves. Seeing a slutty young whore be tortured is what I thrive on and look for in a slut.
I want you to know you are a pathetic worthless cum dump, and you deserve all the beatings you get and more. Torture sex is so fun! I want you to be in such excruciating pain that you don’t know what to
do next. All you will ever be suitable for is to be fucked and tossed like garbage. All the boys on campus will invade your holes and pass you around and smack you up because that’s what you deserve.
Snuff Sex with a Bad Ass Domme
He traded me to a female Mistress. Master never told me why, but this bad ass bitch showed up at my door and told me I was her snuff sex whore for 24 hours. I was not sure about this arrangement. I mean, I am accustomed to male masters. When I questioned her, she punched me in the gut so hard, I doubled over. She tied me up tightly and began torturing me. She was in this leather BDSM outfit. She was hot and my cunt was wet. She was streaming our time together. She put on a monstrous strap-on to violate my ass. She informed that things could go two ways for me. I could let her fuck me and use me for hardcore bondage and anal torture or I could suffer a more painful fate. Mutilation or maybe even death. I am a pain slut, and a good submissive whore, but women scare me as masters. This bitch was into some sick torture sex and I am not taking about nipple torture and whippings. She has pictures of girls whose cunts she had stapled and sewed shut. I smelled the blood and death in the air. She had killed recently in the very room I was in. I did not want to die that day, so I told her to fuck me however she wanted. I chose to endure some pain getting some ass torture if it meant my pussy would not be mutilated and I got to keep on breathing. She used everything she could find from her fist to a baseball bat to fuck my asshole. If you are looking for a whore to torture and kill or explore your rape fantasies with, I will do whatever you want to stay alive, just like I did with that bad ass bitch mistress. I am a tough victim too. She shredded my asshole, and I am still walking!
The Cum Of A Thousand Cocks
I remember the party full of men, pawing at me and whispering sexual innuendos in my ear, telling me all the nasty horrific ways they were going to fuck me inside out!
I knew that I had been drugged when I felt my body getting weak and my mind slipping into an alternate state of consciousness.
And now I am here…..in this blackened room…with the thick cum of a thousand cocks dripping from my used cunt!
My wrists and ankles are strapped down as I lay on this cold steel table, both spread wide apart, exposing my juicy cunt and round tits!
The room is blacker than night and I can not see but I can feel someone standing next to me, getting ready to be the next to splatter my bruised torn skin with his cock spit!
My head is in a vice and I am completely paralyzed but I can feel the hard cock that is working it’s way deep inside my torn cunt!
My flesh is tearing from bite marks that have cut into my soft tender skin, ripping through my tits, my belly, and my thighs!!
I know that I am just being used as a hole for them to dump their loads but there is something so sadistically erotic about being helplessly fucked to death by so many unknown cocks!
A Murder On Mount Everest

I like to celebrate slick little things in twisted fucking ways. The girl I had been dragging up the mountain with me was no exception. She was young, and terrified. But, the little slut had learned early on that if she wanted to live, she needed to climb. I had her food, her water, her shelter. Little did she know, she was just carrying my supplies up for the way back down.
My cunt was soaked under my snow gear. To commemorate the first cresting of Mount Everest back in 1953 on May 29th, I was scaling icy slopes with a sweet lamb for sacrifice coming along for the ride. If you know me, you know I’m a snuff slut who’s as real as they cum, I mean come. So, to celebrate E. Hillary from New Zealand and T. Norgay of Nepal cresting the highest point humanly possible to manually obtain, I plan to skin this girl alive, in the freezing cold.
I’m going to bleed this little bitch out with a vibrator on her clit, and leave her just the way she is for the next adventurer to find. I’m going to torture this little bitch sadistically slow. Butcher her, piece by piece, and create an erotic scene that no one will ever be able to recover. They’ll never be able to get a crime unit up here. And this filthy whore, who’d dared to make eyes at my boyfriend, would mark this spot for me and my twisted true crime fantasies forever. She would bleed for me.
Home Invasion on My Sweet Pussy
I always sleep naked with my slutty body only covered in a thin sheet. I never even heard the windows slide open when several big men with giant cocks came in. They took some of my parents stuff before they made their way into my room and yanking off the sheet. They covered my mouth as I tried to scream out but they just grabbed my lacy blue thong off the floor and shoved it down my throat before taking their anaconda dicks and filing all my dirty holes up. They stretched me all the way out putting 2 or 3 multiple cocks into my ass and pussy making me scream into the panties they shoved down my mouth. Being gangbanged was something I never thought I’d do without asking and I didn’t think I’d love it so much from a bunch of strange men who wanted to steal my stuff! But I began to squirt and cum on their big cocks and ballsacks, so they’d force me to lick them all clean!
Snuff Porn Pig for Sale
I have a snuff porn pig for sale. It never ceases to amaze me how many worthless fuck pigs turn over their entire lives to me. They tell me to do what I want with them because they are a worthless pig. They know nothing about me yet tell me I can kill or maim them if I want. My latest snuff pig is a woman. Usually, the stupid fucks with a death wish are men, but occasionally I get a woman who knows she is worthless. I decided to auction her off to the highest bidder for whatever demented thing a man could want. If she does not value her life, why should we? I have her in a 24-hour bidding war on the dark net. The highest bidder wins a pretty young snuff sex slave. Now, I do not care what happens to her after that. Keep her alive as a sex slave. Torture her to death. Sell her at a profit. Once I have my money, I could care less what happens to her. I stripped her naked and took pictures of her. I even took pictures of her in a cage. She is pretty skinny. I think she is likely a heroin addict or a meth head. Some one could fatten her up and detox her. I would think then she might make a tasty meal. Last time I checked I already had over $100,000 in bids for her with the bids just going higher. Lots of perverts out there can think of plenty of evil things to do to a barely legal whore no one will miss. What would you want to do to her? This stupid cunt will net me a nice sum, I am positive of that. And that will be more of a contribution than she has ever given anyone during her worthless existence.
master’s little helper
I’ve been helping my master catch and abuse his victims since my daddy sold me to him at a very young age! All I know is what my master wants is what he gets and he does not wait. If he wants your ass he takes it without a second thought. I have learned that it is easier if you don’t fight back these other fucking bitches don’t understand that and that’s why we whip them and sell their pussy or even cut them open and feed them to the dogs for not obeying my master! Today this little cunt thought it would be smart to mouth off to him He took this rod you use for blowing glass and heated it up until it was red and shoved it up her tight ass as she screamed until she passed out from the pain the smell of burnt skin filled the room and made my cunt so fucking wet. master fucked her cunt while she was out still and after he came deep inside of her tight kitty I licked his cock clean.
Snuff Porn Death Scene
He told me he wanted to put me in snuff porn. I needed the money, and I did not grasp yet what he was taking about because I was jonesing for my next fix. I thought I was at a temp modeling agency, but this agency was much more sinister. The guy I interviewed with was a sex trader who sells women on the black market. He did not have a job for me. He had a buyer for me. I just had no clue, until it was too late. I was in this dark room waiting to meet who I thought was my co-star. He was my captor and executioner. This was like Hostel. Women were duped into auditioning for their deaths. The guy came in wearing a black mask. He told me I was a piece of trash and a worthless junkie whore. He thought I was some street junkie who had no family who would look for her. I am a suburban housewife with a secret life. A secret life that was going to get me killed. He had all sorts of knives and devices that could cause fatal harm to me. He was into torture sex. He flunked out of medical school, but since he comes from money, he can buy his fun and fund his sick education. He started slicing my skin, peeling it off my body so he could see my veins and the blood pulse through them. The pain was immeasurable. I had never felt anything like this before. Surely, I was about to die. Die a horrible and painful death. I was tied up in his chair, skinless. Every nerve in my body exposed for his macabre experiments. I was going into shock when he doused me in gasoline and lit me on fire. I felt like I was in hell. I wished I were because that would have meant I was dead already. What are your snuff phone sex fantasies?
















