I was kidnapped from the park the other day. For two days I had been beaten and abused. Finally, I was thrown into an empty room and my captors stripped my tiny teen body naked. I could not even count the number of men that came throw the door. My kidnapper said that Daddy owed him lots of money and that I am now going to have to earn all that money back with my teen cunt. All the men clamored around me with hands pulling and twisting my naked body until they could force fuck all of my holes. They bit me, slapped me and force fucked me over and over again for the camera. When they were finished, my kidnapper collected all of the money and then turned me around with my holes facing him. He took out a huge butcher knife and he fucked my holes with the knife. He sliced through me and split my holes until they bled out, mixed with cum, all over the couch.
Boiled alive
This stupid whore pissed me off so I decided that I would make some soup. Girl soup. I stripped her naked and shaved off all her hair and washed her very well. Then I started the pot boiling and added some spices and herbs and veggies and slowly dropped in my girl. I had her hanging by a big hook and lowered her into the boiling pot feet first so I could really make her suffering last. She was lowered inch by inch into the pot until finally she was fully immersed and completely dead. I cooked her for hours until the meat was literally falling off the bone and let me tell you, she was fucking delicious! There was far too much for me to eat all by myself so I decided on a wickedly funny way to share some. I went down to the local homeless shelter and fed them all some of my delicious girl meat stew and you know what? They all loved it!
Lured To Your Death
I never say no to blood and torture. When I see a man drinking alone in the bar, I want to make him my next Victim. It takes me one second to distract a man and two seconds for him to gulp down his GHB drink unknowingly. He feels so good that he doesn’t even care that “my place” Is out in the boondocks way off the grid. I lead him down some stairs and knock him on the back of the head. All he could see was the dried blood and torture devices before he blacked out. My victim awakes with my naked body on top of him I have sliced him a few places and my perfect perky tits are covered in blood. His Blood. I tell him that I will destroy him piece by piece. I slice his balls off and feed them to him. His erection stays long enough for me to ride him until I cum. Then it is me slicing off inch by inch of that cock until there is nothing but a bloody stump. The last thing he sees is me plunging my hunting blade into his chest. I make quick work of dismembering him and fire up my body sized oven. I will be eating his flesh. I love being a young cannibal killer!
Cum blasted
Torture sex got boring, so I had to use my assets to make money for my master. I went over to the filthiest glory hole and let everyone fuck my holes for a low fair price. Five dollars for my twat a dollar for each blowjob. You can bet I got fucked and tossed around like the cum rag I am. I wasn’t treated like a lady. I was treated like the slut and dumb cunt I genuinely am. I didn’t deserve polite gentlemen. I got heathens ready to pound me and pay up a small price to fuck me around and beat me till I was black and blue and glazed and confused. They all paraded around me and shot their loads. The party didn’t stop there. I had to suck off a few four-legged friends too for their entertainment. I left with a little over five hundred for my master.
Killer Phone Sex
Killer phone sex is what they wanted. I was out for a morning jog. It was super fucking cold. It felt like a winter day, not a spring one. There was frost on cars and even a little snow on the ground. It is almost June. I couldn’t believe this freak weather. I started to head back home because it was too cold. I ran by a car with a man putting something in his trunk. I think some one was behind me because the next thing I knew, I was pushed into the trunk. They were working together. Why, I was not sure. I felt like I was in that car forever. The trip was bumpy too, like a dirt road in the mountains. When the trunk opened, they yanked me out by my hair. I told them my husband was rich, but they retorted they didn’t want money. I was just the unlucky whore that fell in their laps. I was out in the cold wilderness. The middle of nowhere, I guess. I was going to be their snuff porn star. They wanted to kill a bitch just for the hell of it. First, they force fucked me. One in my ass and one in my pussy. As they tag teamed me, they choked me. Their hands were around my throat in a violent death grip. It was clear they were amateurs. Their methods of torture were sloppy and all over the map. They were just winging it. They wanted to kill and assault a woman and I jogged myself right into their trunk. I pleaded and begged, but no mercy was shown on me. They punched me, stabbed me, fucked my holes with broken branches and once they had their fun, they left me to die slowly and alone in the cold woods.
Bruised, Bloody And Beat
I love it when a man thinks he is taking advantage of my slave nigger cunt. All the men in the house take advantage of my body on a daily. My day usually consists of being thrown from one man’s room to the next. My cunt is bruised, bloody and battered by the end of the day. If my throbbing cunt is to bruised for the men to enjoy me the way they want they will work on my black already beaten asshole the next day. They sometimes get together and see how many of their cocks they can fit into my asshole. I think they like to see how far and wide my asshole has been getting stressed out by their monster cocks. One man in the house loves blood. He will smother the head of his dick from the blood of my ass or cunt and tell me to get on my knees. He will then take the head of his dick and make markings on my face with my blood. It will usually say nigger sex slave or one of the man’s names. Reminding me each day they own me and there is nothing I can do about it. I will see the headmaster sometimes, he will watch these men torture me. He acts as he doesn’t want me but I think that is his game. In fact, I know he wants me, every time my asshole starts dripping with blood I see his cock stand up in his pants. Oh I know he is a lover of blood and wants to torture the fuck out of me. It is only a matter of time. One thing about this nigger sex slave is I have learned to be patient.
I Love Knife Play Phone Sex Calls
I love knife play phone sex. My knives are my best friends. I have a variety too. Big, little, sharp, dull, some for stabbing, some for dismembering. I hate most people, but I love all my knives because they inflict pain and kill those I dislike. I met Charlie at the bar. We were talking about brats. He showed me his niece. She looked like a little cock tease. She had on these booty shorts and was twerking her ass. It was on Instagram and her settings were public. That little slut was inviting trouble to find her. We were talking about how girls these days love being cock teasing whores. I could see he had a boner. He couldn’t kill his own niece, but I made him an offer he couldn’t refuse. We went to the mall and kidnapped a girl about her age. I was too far from my kill shack, so we got a no tell motel. I strapped her down to the bed naked. Charlie fucked her. He fucked all three holes. Left her bleeding and crying. I started cutting her tender flesh. I even stabbed her little cunt. I wanted her to die. She would grow up to be a self-entitled mean girl. I wanted her to hurt. Pure torture sex with my knife. She cried as she bled out on the dingy mattress. Charlie couldn’t believe I killed her. I had too. She saw her faces. She was full of his DNA. I had him fuck her dead body for shits and giggles. I used one of my dismemberment knives to cut up her tiny little body. We took her dead dismembered and dumped her in the woods. Coyotes and foxes would eat her remains. That little cock teasing mall brat will never be found.
Stiletto snuff
I have always enjoyed 2 girl phone sex calls and have brought out all my favorite accomplice memories out in them. I especially like reliving moments I have had with other girls. I remember my favorite accomplice fun was with one of my best friends and her boyfriend. We were playing dare games. We wanted to see who had the most insidious mind. I had to have won, of course. I am the queen of nasty. I have been labeled as the terminator in my circle of friends. I have no problem ridding whores from our site. I decided I had to stiletto fuck one the girls on the campus. We can call her Jessica. We got rid of Jessica by killing her nice and slow after having her used at a highly populated glory hole. After she was used as a piece of meat, we left her bloody and cold. We got some stilettos and fucked her holes and left her in pain and breathless.
Snuff Sex Party
It was a snuff sex party. I thought it was a sex toy party. I was duped by the wife of a guy I know. She invited me to the party. I guess he thought I wouldn’t go if he was the one throwing it. Damn right, I wouldn’t have gone. Her husband is a sadistic tool. I avoid him when I can. He owns a fetish club I frequent. I guess if I was smarter, I would have smelled the setup. When she told me the other ladies were in the basement, I had a small thought something was up, but I thought maybe it was a recreation room. I stepped down into an unfinished basement and I knew. I swallowed hard and tried to run up the stairs, but the door was slammed and locked. Her husband and a bunch of his friends were waiting for me. He told me his club has rules they must follow to stay open. At his home anything goes. I can be their ass rape porn star or snuff doll. They wanted to torture me. They drew blood and bodily fluids. They left marks on my body, likely permanent marks too. They claimed I was a cock tease at the club letting men only go so far before I reminded them of the rules. In the owner’s basement, there were no rules. They smacked me around, punched me, burned me, fucked me and pissed on me. They did a lot more than that too. I thought I might die. I thought I was in a real snuff film. Before it came to an end, I wished I had been in a real one. I wish I could say I will never be so dumb again, but we all know I am a stupid taboo phone sex whore.
Castrated, For Her Pleasure
You really don’t need that now do you? You’re a pathetic waste and frankly the only pleasure you could give me is to let me castrate you and cut off that useless peg of a dick. I would take great pleasure in pursuing castration phone sex with you, but you see I would have to take it further. I personally like taking souvenirs, like most serial types do. I like to play with my victims and nothing is better than to start with a castration while you cock is hard. I slit that ball sack right open and let those nuts fall… I then move to filet that cock, kinda like you butterfly a steak filet before I completely dismember it from your slit nut sack. My good boy really loves when I give him the bloody meat to feast on. So, are you up to be my next victim?
















