Ass Rape Porn

Ass Rape Porn

Ass rape porn turns me on. I love watching cute perfect asses get prolapsed. Tonight, you are coming with me to the local strip club to pick out the newest and youngest dancers. We need two of these little bitches for our plan. Sweet barely legal hot bodied pole dancers. Big Daddy you spot the perfect two and we start paying big money for their attention. Lap dances and drinks. We get them buzzed on the money we are throwing and leave just before closing time. We wait patiently with chloroform and duct tape. It isn’t hard to Kidnap two drunk young bitches and throw them in the trunk. We get them back to our play palace of the night and 20 men have paid big money to use these perfect-bodied cunts. The smell of cum and the sound of the screams gets me wet. I turn to you and ask if I may serve one of these girls up for you.  You nod, your man meat hard against your pants. I drag the blonde blue eyes DD bitch to you and slice her ass hole ring out and use it as A cock ring for you. You begin to fuck the bloody mess that was once her perfect ass. I wipe the blood all over me and lay back and watch the show while fucking myself with the biggest blackest dildo I have. I am cumming to recipes of these girls that I plan to make after they are used up and dead.

Sex with dead bodies

Sex with dead bodiesWhat a wild night it’s been, having sex with dead bodies has never felt better. Monetta and I just got home from escorting together for this filthy rich man. He’s so hott and can buy anything he wants, yet he chose the two most disgusting snuff sluts that he could find to have some nasty fun with. We’ve heard about his dark and violent ways so we were incredibly thrilled to be able to be submissive to that millionaire cock. When we arrived to his massive mansion, he had bricks of blow stacked up & ready to be snorted down. He had been partying all day long and so had Monetta and I… it was a disaster in the making already! Nothing was off limits for our kinky millionaire, he had no fear when it came to putting his hands on us and beating us like we deserved to be beaten. Nasty snuff whores have cunts that are only good for getting destroyed. We were all doing lines off each other, getting nice and fucked up even more so. He buckled a conjoined spiked dog collar tightly around both of our necks and dragged us down to his dungeon, throwing us down the flight of stairs and laughing as we tumbled to the bottom. It was pitch black, ice cold and reeked of rotting flesh. When he switched on the light, we were surrounded by fresh corpses hanging on hooks. Monetta and I were screaming in terror and as he whipped the shit out of us, causing our skin to gash open and bleed all over. He asked which rotten body we wanted to fuck, we chose the pretty blonde with her eyes gauged out. Her corpse plummeted to the freezing cement ground and as we got a closer look we could see that she had thick rope wrapped around her neck, it was obvious that she suffered immense agony as she was hanged to death. His steel-toed boots hurt so bad as he brutally drop-kicked us from head to toe. I shoved my tongue inside of the dead cunt, there were maggots flooding out and down my throat. Monetta spread her asshole open and fucked a strap-on that we latched on to the rotten bitch. He forced us to do some of the most evil shit, i’ll never be able to get this night out of my memory. Murder phone sex fantasies are exactly what victims like us deserve to go through, no matter how violent, sadistic and traumatizing.Murder phone sex Fantasies

Roleplay phone sex

roleplay phone sex

I was with this really hot guy the other day. We were fucking all day and all night. He suggested that it may be fun to roleplay and have some really kinky sex. I was all in agreement. Well, so I thought. I acted as if I did not want him to have sex with me and he would force himself on me. I sat there denying him and next thing I knew he took at a sharp knife. He slid it against my neck and cut a shallow gash into my skin. I freaked out and was really begging for him to let me go.

He held me down and laughed in my face the more I begged and pleaded. Fuck I was even sobbing and shaking. He pulled my thighs apart and stabbed right into my pussy mound. It gushed blood and ran in between my pussy lips. He finally shoved his cock into my pussy and I begged him to please let me go. He thrusted his cock harder inside of me, ripping me open with his fat cock. I just wanted to break freak from his grip. It was just suppose to be fake.

With each thrust he took his knife out and made jabs all over my body. I was hoping I do not bleed out by the time he finishes. He takes his cock out and slides it into the cut inside my pussy mound. He starts ripping the skin in that area fucking my skin away from my pussy. I could feel his cock about to pump the stretched open skin with cum juice.

After he left, it was almost impossible to pick myself up off the ground. My blood was acting like glue. I guess I will just lay here.

Inception

2 Girl phone sex

Power cocaine and cash that’s one way to rule. I was stripping downtown at a top Westwood club and was having quite the busy day. One of the VIP regulars finally approached me. I was beyond thrilled up until this point I was trying to keep up with the blonde bombshell babe Macey. She was pretty snarky and knew she was the star of the show. Surprisingly she never got her hands on Andrew. Guess I caught his attention first. The other sluts weren’t too fond of me snatching him. He was handsome as can be and I couldn’t even quite understand what he was doing at a strip joint. He was dressed to the nines. I can spot a nice tom ford suit from a mile away. He smelled like money and mystery. 

torture sexThings got quite heated in the VIP room. I was ordered to do some lines right on his cock. I loved the instant high I got! It was instant gratification. I could tell he was high as a kite too. We started to talk a bit after a couple of cum shots to my face and mouth. There were a couple of similar interest we saw we had in common. One was obvious we both enjoyed good angel dust, the other was torture sex! We played a game that soon got too real. Andrew told me he chose me because he could tell  I would make the perfect accomplice and he loved that I had a deep hatred for Macey. Andrew could see my dislike for Macey would get us in some fun trouble. I let him in on a dark fucked up fantasies I have had, and He got an instant erection. I wanted so badly to kidnap Macey and strangle the slut while she’s getting fucked by a group of masked men. As she’s taking her last gasp for air, I want to see the desperation in her eyes. Think we both agreed the bitch had to die!  

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It wasn’t going to be fast we both like to take our time. Lure the victim trap the victim and make the victim weak as can be and then you can say we are in for a not so smooth ride. 😉

 

My Worst Fantasy Phone Sex Nightmare

fantasy phone sexWhen it’s fantasy phone sex, anything goes. That is what I love about this job. I like to get fucked up on coke, which always takes me to extreme places. I have dark fantasies. Very dark fantasies. What about you?  I tend to run my mouth when I am fucked up too. I told my stepson about a deep dark fantasy last week. I know better than to tell him anything. He hates me. He gets me high because he knows I run my mouth and I don’t fight him when he abuses me. The truth is that I like the abuse. I told him this sick fantasy I have about spiders. There is nothing that scares me more than spiders. We were talking about fears. I told the wrong person that I thought I might have a heart attack if spiders were crawling all over my body while fucking. I am a submissive MILF; the thought of a man exposing me to my worst fear turns me on but scares me too. Last night my sick fantasy became a reality. I didn’t have a heart attack, but I pissed myself and hyperventilated. My stepson dragged me out of bed and tossed me in the cellar. He was taunting me in the dark. His voice seethes with hate. He hooked me up to a fuck machine. What came next, I never could have imagined. He dumped a container of hairy, big spiders on me. I was restrained to the bed frame while getting fucked and these creepy spiders were all over my body. I was shaking. I have never been so scared. This was not fantasy, it was torture sex. I was shaking badly from fear. I couldn’t enjoy the fuck machine. My stepson laughed at me as he jacked off on my face.  I knew I should have never told him my worst fear.

Accomplice Needed For Ageplay Rape Phone Sex Fantasies?

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Because you don’t have the balls to do it on your own, you call me.  You’ve been having rape phone sex fantasies about little ones for a very long time now.  You have come close a few times, but you always chicken out you fucking weak pathetic soul.  You wanna be a “P” daddy so badly.  You just can’t bring yourself to do it on your own.  That’s fine.  That’s what I’m here for.  I won’t let you say no.  I’ll push you further than you ever thought you could be pushed.  You’re gonna snatch that girl.  That little one.  I’ll make sure nobody sees you.  But you’re gonna have to do the work.  Now, when we get her back here, I run the show.  Got it?  I’ll make that little slut gag on your dick til she pukes.  Then I’ll make her turn around.  Grab those small little hips and thrust your cock in her tight little never been touched before asshole.  It’s what you really wanna do anyways.  Don’t hesitate.  Call me and I’ll guide your sniveling ass all the way to the end.  Oh and speaking of ends, you know I am gonna snuff her little life out right?

Cannibalism Phone Sex: Some Men are Better Dead

cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex is for men with certain tastes. Not all men with such fantasies are Hannibal Lector, however. I have quite a few men who fantasize about being devoured by a hot bitch with peculiar tastes. I have a different palette than most people. I like a good pig roast but without the pig. I don’t eat swine. I do eat man flesh, however. Cooked just right, it is a very satisfying meal. Low calorie too. William paid me to kill him. We had a contract so that nothing would come back on me. The law says that someone cannot pay for their murder. So, he technically took his own life with pills. I just drank wine and watched. And waited while the oven preheated. No one would find his body unless they inspected my shit. I love eating men that have just died. They taste better fresh. I broiled William in a big pot over an open flame. I buttered him, so his skin would cook evenly and a pretty golden brown. I added veggies from my garden and turned him into man stew. It tastes great and it is healthy. Not to mention it last for a long time. William did more good to me dead than alive. He fed me for a month. He was very self aware. He knew he could do more for me dead than alive. Are you that self aware? I am hungry again.

Punished for blasphemy

Blasphemy phone sexHaving blasphemy phone sex makes me giggle because i’m such a bad girl, I burn up into flames every time I step foot in any sort of holy and sacred space. While at church with Master on this fine Sunday, he summoned the priest into the back room where he was holding me at so that he could repent me of my sins for scolding the Lord’s name in vain. Master hates when I am outspoken against his religious beliefs and demands that I receive the highest form of punishment in repayment for my outlandish words and thoughts. The nasty shit I say about religion and the way I use Jesus’s name in all the wrong ways only makes them become more furious. They tied me up and bound my wrists and ankles together so that I was at full submission to them. Master and the priest spread my cunt up as they were each gripping on to a crucifix with an evil look in their eyes. They plunged the sharp blade of the crucifix into my fuck holes, making me explode with blood and scream for mercy. Their sadistic laughing while torturing me was so fucking terrifying. Master made me open my mouth wide so that he could piss in it. I slipped into an unconscious daze from the loss of blood and they left me there in a puddle on the floor so that I could bask in my bad behavior and realize how painful the consequences are for my actions. Blasphemy sex is so fucking violent when you’re a rotten snuff slut like me.Blasphemy sex

New Toe Tags Means Fresh Dead Meat

necrophilia phone sexI fucking love it when I walk into work and see new toe tags.  I immediately strip naked and explore all my new dead playmates.  Letting my fingers slowly drape across their cold dead bodies.  I begin rubbing my already sopping wet cunt with my free hand.  So many cocks to play with.  Willing faces with open mouths to grind my pussy on.  Grabbing them by their hair as I cum all over their faces.  Riding lifeless cocks and having playtime with some cunts that never say no.  Yeah, I’m a necrophilia phone sex whore.  I fucking love both of my jobs.  I get to have as much sex with these corpses as I want, and then I get to talk to you and tell you all about my day at work.  What could be better than that?  Welcome to my dark world.

Ass Rape Porn Ad

ass rape pornAss rape porn star wanted was all the ad said. I can take a good hardcore ass fucking, especially for money. The rent was due, and I was irresponsible with my money like always. I spent it on clothes and weed. My landlord is on too me. I can no longer fuck or suck my way out of an eviction. I answered the ad. The pay was more than I needed. I figured I would get sodomized for hours, earn the rent money and have extra for some premium weed. I thought it was an easy solution to my money situation. I was hired for anal torture sex. The money wasn’t worth it. First, I was fucked with a cattle prod. Electric shocks were sent up my ass at such a high velocity that I was convulsing. Bloody shit was coming out my ass. The person torturing my ass was a woman. She said I was her bought bitch for a few hours and I couldn’t do anything about it because I was a stupid bimbo in need of money. She was right. After the cattle prod came a baseball bat. A thick long Louisville slugger up my ass while she giggled. She was recording my ass torture. She said she had a loyal fan base that paid good money to jack off to bimbos getting anally tortured. This was going to be the hardest I ever worked for a thousand dollars. I am a pain slut, but this was more pain than I was built for, even high. I begged for drugs, but she informed me that her audience liked the look and sound of real pain. There would be no subduing the pain. The worst pain, she saved for last. I got a glass tube up my ass. This thing pierced through my ass like a sword. I swear it felt like it was gagging me from the inside. I left the site on all fours. Felt more life snuff porn than ass porn. She killed my asshole, but I won’t be homeless this month.