I love tormenting my sissy fuck faggots like you. I am a very sadistic cunt who has no remorse for the things I do. There is a reason I wear stiletto heels, one instance is when I crush balls while making stupid pin pricks stroke what they call a dick but I call a joke. I love the feeling of the balls squeezing and them whimpering and I slap that stupid face. I love making a guy stroke harder while I cut your balls out of that sack and drip the blood as lube and don’t you dare cry, you are a man not a bitch. I make deep cuts on that manhood of yours and make you keep stroking even though it’s bloody playdough at this point. Keep stroking like you are going to cum and I just slice it off cutting into your soft fleshy hand. I tell you to open up and I feed your vienna sausage to you. You fall over and I stand there getting myself off laughing the whole time.
Feeding You That Manhood
Gangbang Nightmare Ch.5
I think my old man is dead. It’s been months and he hasn’t come back for me. He left me with the 5th Ward Crips because he owed them money. A plastic sex doll is treated better than the way I’ve been treated by this gang of thugs. I’ve been sexually assaulted on a daily basis. The room where they keep me has a door that acts more like a revolving door because every 15-20 minutes another gang member comes in and fucks me. I don’t fight anymore because they’ll beat me. I do want it takes to make them cum fast and leave. I’ve been here long enough to know which ones cum faster from head and the ones who need to be deep inside my pussy. I overheard Tec-9 saying my pussy was good enough to sell and make a serious profit and my stomach dropped because I knew I wasn’t ever going home.
Fantasy rape whores
Well, when you have to sluts ready to do just about anything for that A you have some fun bound to happen. My instructor wanted to fail my chemist partner and I. We had to do damage control. We needed to be on board with our grades to graduate on time. We went to him after class ended and he had only one thing in mind to grant us our wish to pass. We would have to be his fantasy rape victims. We would have to commit to intense torture sex for the whole summer. We hated the thought but had to do it. Our first session started right there. We were both his fisting sluts, and we both were being chocked out till we had a stream of tears. The sick fuck was enjoying it. I couldn’t believe we subjected ourselves to this for a measly pass, but we had to do it. We were going to be his whores the whole season.
Torture Sex Fantasy: Death by Orgasm
He had a torture sex fantasy. I was the perfect star. He bought me at a black market auction for bimbos. He bought me for a steal too because I had outlived my usefulness to any man. My new master immediately put chains on me. Leg irons and handcuffs too. He thought I was moving too slow. “Let’s go Bitch,” he yelled as he slapped me across the tits. I picked up the pace. I inquired where he was taking me. He informed me he was some sort of scientist. A mad scientist who was using me as his Guinea pig for a new assassination technique. He planned to inject me with some microscopic robots that would invade my heart and when I orgasmed would kill me by stopping my heart. His plan was death by orgasm. He stripped me naked, put a leather collar around my neck that kept my head from moving. I was lead downstairs into the dark death chamber basement. I was scared and aroused. A spreader bar kept me from closing my legs as he examined my wet pussy and mocked me for being aroused at my ultimate demise. He injected his mad experiment into my right thigh. I felt weird suddenly. My body was taut, restrained and spread eagle. He used a variety of instruments, including his fingers to masturbate me. As hard as I tried to think of other things, unpleasant things, I found myself aroused. My wet pussy betrayed me. He was determined to make a snuff porn with his purchased whore. I fought the pleasure, but it was impossible. I am a pain slut. Deep down, I knew I deserved to die. I had just hoped, I would not go out like this. I came. I came heard. I felt my body stiffening and soon after chest pain. In the end what gave me the most pleasure in life, killed me. What is your snuff fantasy?
She Was a Whore
Sadistic phone sex is one thing I am devoted to and sometimes it’s so very easy to have a fresh kill of a story to share. The other night I was getting pretty annoyed by some bitch at the hardware store that tried acting like she knew everything about fucking plumbing and all I needed was the location of a part. This dyke whore seemed to enjoy feeling she could assist me, the fucking bullshit dripping from her damned whore lips had me wanting to bash her head in right there. Fucking judge me now cunt.
I waited outside for when she got off her shift. I was planning on grabbing her up in my van and taking her for a real good time. I ended up following her and saw that she was evidently sneaking around with another woman as to the way these two were acting. I was feeling even more in the sadistic mood now, as I hate whores, and she was certainly being a whore. Meeting some bitch at a cheap motel for a fling. I waited for her to leave and followed her some more. Finally she shows up home and has a fucking husband! Oh it is so sweet now. I grab her at her car as she starts getting out and forcefully push her to let us in her house. I push her down and ask her husband if he knew how much of a whore his wife is. He fucking agreed and wanted to help me.
We rape fantasy her ass and whore cunt and her husband was loving the forceful way I pushed him into and we really showed that bitch no mercy as I beat her fucking face in and bashed her skull. We really did show this whore a lesson… sadly won’t have a chance to learn from it!
You Can Love Me To Death
My new Daddy hurts me a lot. He can’t help it. He has to hurt me, he has to make me cry. It’s the only way he can give me his warm thick cummy. I only want him to feel good and give him exactly what he wants. Last night when he was beating on me I blacked out, and thought I wouldn’t wake up. Daddy was scared that I wouldn’t let him be rough with me any more, that I would try to run away. But I’m not going to run away, I’m not afraid of Daddy’s love. Not matter how much it hurts, I will stay until Daddy decides to throw my body away. Maybe I’m just to pathetic.
Another Snuff Porn Sunday
Snuff porn Sunday is my favorite day of the week. Have you ever seen the Purge movies? In those movies, folks get a pass one day a year for 12 hours to murder. It’s legal to kill. I need a day like that once a week. I have lot of pent up anger. No amount of therapy will help my tortured soul. Killing is therapy. If I kill a couple fuckatrds on Sunday, the rest of the week is not too bad to handle. Seriously, I get out a week’s anger and aggression in one day. I pick Sunday because I am not the religious kind. If anything, I worship at the house of Satan. Most Sundays, I am killing off annoying little demon seeds, so they don’t grow up to be annoying fucktards. This Sunday was different. I killed several full grown women. Twats. Grown ass women who thought they could bully me at the mall. They were older than me and complete bitches. I figured they were nagging men at home and cheating behind their backs. The kind of women who have turned you down for years. Spoiled, pampered trophy cunts that marry for security, not love. I followed them home to one of the girls’ little suburban white picket fenced dream home. It was idyllic I am sure, but I destroyed the peacefulness of that little suburban neighborhood. The paper will read something like 4 Socialites Massacred. It will bring thoughts of Charles Manson back. After I put the bitches in their place and got an apology from them, I sliced them up. Death and dismemberment in suburbia will be the name of the Lifetime movie. I went Texas Chainsaw on the women, leaving nothing but skin and bones and lots of blood. Well deserved deaths for annoying cunts no one will miss.
Whores must die
My friend invited Macey and me over to snuff out the new girls in the neighborhood. A little promiscuous bunch moved next door. We could see all types of guys come in and out. My friend invited Macey and I and wanted us to lure the three sluts over. We wanted to give them a home welcoming to the neighborhood. In actuality, we were just going to fuck the whores up and do some wicked snuff stuff with the twats. The three girls were dressed up like complete prostitutes ready for dick. Macey and I got all three fucked up and ready to be used. It was so hot to see them beg for mercy. None of them were going to leave without being subjected to snuff sex. Having three whores tied up is hard work, but it was so fucking hot to see the blood sweat and tears stream. We were going to make sure they each got our masters cock till they all died. Watching them choke out and taking their last breath. 
Snuff Sex by Suffocation
Snuff sex by suffocation was his plan. I was his bondage whore and his coke buddy. I was completely bound tight. I was wrapped up like a Christmas present. I couldn’t move. When he sat on my face, I thought it was just to lick his ass, but he shoved his dick so far down my throat I started to choke. I was unable to breathe because his asshole was over my nose and his cock was making sure I couldn’t breathe out my mouth. I started flailing about. My arms were restrained behind my back, so all I could do was shrug and rock a bit. He was not a little man. I thought he was joking when he said he was going to smother me to death. He is a drug buddy. We get high and we fuck. He never has been violent towards me. He is one of the few mean who has not abused me. I still thought it was some sort of joke until I passed out. I thought that was the end, but his urine stream in my face woke me up. He was laughing at me. According to him, we were just getting started. He invited other guys to join our kinky snuff porn. Every guy sat on my face, choking me with his cock until I passed out. They woke me up by pissing in my face. I have rope burns on my wrists and ankles. Veins are visible on my face and in my eyes. I look like I survived something, but I can’t tell anyone that I look like shit because guys smothered me with their nut sacks all night and pissed on me to revive me. That doesn’t sound like something a soccer mom would let happen to her. But then, I am no ordinary soccer mom.
Deflowering a virgin
The task was quite simple I had to bring a virgin to my master so he could have endless snuff sex with the new slave pet. I found the perfect victim. Naomi was sweet as pie and a goody two shoes. I knew I had to ruin her life and bring her to the dungeon with my master. I invited her over for a project we got assigned to and it spiraled from there. My master was pleased and wanted me to help torture her holes. I felt terrible, but I knew If I didn’t assist I would be dead meat. I helped drug her and take her to the cell. I knew she would never see the light after this. My master had his way with her popped her cherry and fucked her for hours on end. He loved deflowering her virgin young pussy. It was hellish to see but I had to keep my mouth shut or I would be ruined too. When Naomi awoke, she was utterly incoherent. I was surprised the dosage was so loud it knocked out all recollection. My master let her go and was sly she didn’t even remember being tied up and also fucked though she awoke midway with blood-curdling screams. He liked that she was blind to the fact that she was being used. I know this isn’t the last time I will be bringing Naomi over. Master liked her way too much.













