Torture Sex is More Enjoyable with a Female Friend

torture sexTorture sex can be so much fun with the right partner. And over the weekend I met this girl at a bar. She looked like a trailer trash slut, but I still found her hot. Some guy at the bar appeared to be obsessed with her. He wouldn’t leave her alone. So, I stepped in and acted like her girlfriend and told him to get lost.

 But then he just started harassing us both. I was a little pissed off at the bar staff because they wouldn’t do anything to get rid of the guy. I asked some questions and discovered the guy harassing her owns the property. So, the bar’s landlord essentially.

Well, that does not mean he can get away with harassing women. So, I hatched a plan with my new friend. I told her he likely rents his space out to bars so for easy access to drunk women. He’s a predator. My father was a predator. So, I know something about identifying who don’t deserve their balls.

I don’t know what drew me to her, but I found her fucking hot. I wanted to see if her mind matched mine. So, I told her we should invite him back to my place for some castration phone sex torture. Because a man like him will keep preying on women. And one day he’ll prey on women not strong enough to fight him. But I don’t fight fairly. I drugged him.

Some Men Refuse to Take No for an Answer

I’m never travel without roofies. Since the drug takes about an hour to work, I put it in the last shot and suggested we go back to my place. This poor guy thought he would be banging two women. When the drug kicked in and our predator became incapacitated, we stripped him naked and tied him spread eagle to my dining room table.

 But my new friend had brought a big knife. Apparently, she goes to bars acting drunk and waits for the predators to come out of the woodwork. She already planned something before she even knew I had something planned too. Perhaps I prefer to let the pain linger. Torture him longer. But he harassed her more than he harassed me, so I let her run the show.

She sliced his balls off. Although he still appeared passed out when she did that, he quickly woke up. He let out a bloodcurdling scream, almost a high pitch, shrill woman’s voice. But I guess losing your testicles to a sharp blade might do that. I think she’s done this before.

Meeting Women with Equally Sick Minds Turns Me On

He bled everywhere. She started yelling at him telling him women don’t exist for his pleasure. And in that moment, I wanted to fuck her so bad. So, we fucked on the floor in his blood. He laid above us on my dining room table still screaming and crying like a little bitch boy.

This might be the first time I fucked in somebody else’s blood. But I found eating her pussy and tasting his blood at the same time hot. For a moment, I felt like a vampire. A sadistic phone sex vampire. Eventually, we cauterized his wound and dumped his body in an alley. It would look like he tried to sexually assault some woman, but she wasn’t having it. We neutered a predator and became friends.  A great Friday night.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Are The Only Fantasies I Like

Murder Phone Sex fantasies

Murder phone sex fantasies get me off. I told a friend how I wanted us to take my dumb little sister to a satanic temple and sacrifice her stupid virgin pussy to the dark lord. We could cut out her tongue and sew her mouth shut and pluck out her pretty blue eyes. Then shave off her blond hair and boil her alive and watch as her skin boiled of her body. It made me laugh so hard. I told him after that we could fuck her dead body and cut her up into tiny pieces and feed her body to my family and friends non of them would ever know. Afterwards we could go to a catholic church and fuck in front of the alter and call Satan and defile the holiness of the house with our blasphemy sex. We could even get the devil to corrupt the congregation and watch as they do wicked things to each other every time they go to church. We could replace all the nuns with evil satanic nuns that love being twisted and evil and bathe in the blood of the holy ones. Murder phone sex fantasies just get me off so much more than regular fantasies. I love blood, death, and sex.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Mature Women are Common

rape phone sex fantasiesMost men have rape phone sex fantasies for women. And I’m not talking just about young girls. Plenty of men have those fantasies for mommy or a sexy mature woman in general. And Lord knows I’ve let plenty of men simulate force fucking me to score some coke or to score some money to get coke. Some men like my stepson really do it. It’s not like I’m saying no though because I need a fix. But men like my stepson scare me because they get so violent with me that I’m left battered and sometimes even with broken bones.

This new guy in my life lives nearby. This guy, I would never want to know where I live, but there’s no way around it because he lives two doors down. Our first official encounter he popped by to introduce himself. But once I let him inside, he pushed me to the ground and fucked me.

He told me I asked for it by walking the dog past his place in little booty shorts. But I never wear booty shorts. He just tried to justify his actions. And I’ve tried to avoid him ever since. But last night he must’ve watched as my husband and son left for the football game. I’m getting over Covid so I couldn’t go to the game.

But apparently, he waited until my family left for the game like they do every Friday night just without me this time. While my boys played ball, our neighbor turned me into his private ass rape porn star.

My New Neighbor is Blackmailing Me So He Can Do Whatever He Wants to Me

And he didn’t even do me the solid of using any lube. He went in and raw dogged my ass. I tried to tell him he might get sick, but he didn’t care. Perhaps he thought it was worth the risk to give me a hardcore ass fucking in my own home while my family enjoyed Friday night lights.

But I did not scream. Although I wanted to, I really didn’t want other neighbors to know what he does to me. He knows about my cocaine habits. And essentially, he’s blackmailing me. If I tell anybody about what he does to me, he will tell my husband about my cocaine use. And I fear my husband might leave me.

My boys know I’m fond of little white lines. But they prefer to fuck me when I’m high. So, I know they will keep my dirty secrets. But my nosy neighbor started spying on me and realized he could keep me quiet while having fun with my fuck holes.

I pretended to be asleep when my family came home. With me being sick my husband doesn’t ask too many questions. Good thing I sleep in the guestroom until I’m over COVID because this guy fucked my ass so hard and so raw that I woke up to bloody phone sex sheets this morning.

I would’ve played it off that I got my period or something if my husband noticed. Or maybe a bloody nose. But I don’t think I could’ve explained how I got a bloody ass. Not sure what to do. Maybe I need to hire somebody to kill my new neighbor. Because he’s making my life hell.

Ass Rape Porn a Starring Role in The Ultimate End

Always a big fan of Ass rape porn. With an ass like mine how could I deny the use of my ass to anyone. And the day I was walked, with my hands bound behind my back with rope, was exciting. In fact I was being walked to a guillotine where my head would get chopped in the final episode of my ass use.

Obviously the mere pleasure of my showing my ass off is high. And the practice was intense. So much so in the intensity that my anus has had to opportunity to prolapse. Oh that delicious ass flowering rosebud. It was certainly an highlight.

Ass Rape Porn for My Final Pleasure

However my use has been finalized and it was time for the ultimate submission. It will be my head chopped off by the falling blade. But even more! My ass will be on display again. This time there will be a slow penetrating and removing and penetrating again deeper, anal fuck. The blade will fall and stop at the first caressing of my neck flesh.

Ass rape porn

At this moment the first crimson tendrils of flesh and blood will be exposed. Up close with the camera and then back to my ass getting deeply penetrated. Oh and the first view of my asshole will be with two young tender girls who will also give their asses up.

However Snuff Sex Was Not My End

In fact these two girls will be pale and naked for snuff sex. Their young teen asses so juicy and tight will be in the air as they kneel on all fours before my ass. Then the camera goes to their hands, together sliding into my anus. As they open my ass up the prolapse will be exposed.

Snuff sex

Finally the big penis of my executioner will come into the scene. And right into that prolapsed anus it will penetrate and pound. As that ass pounding ensues the camera pans out to the whole scene of my head in the guillotine and my ass being pounded.

Finally down falls the blade and my head drops with a bloody thump. And my ass will pulsate, quiver and dance on it’s final live butt fuck for snuff phone sex pleasures.

Just a Living Dead Girl Hotter

Snuff Phone Sex

Serial killer on the loose turning me into a monster! craving to get dug

Evil phone sex

When I hear there’s serial killer in town my little heart flutters and my already clammy soft special spot starts poppin off, like as if firecracker’s started blasting in my ass, so was my urge to meet this man, beg him to ravage me worse than my master has in the past.

Nothing scares this dark bitch  gothic hottie with pain living within my sweet yet evil soul. I crave it yet and long for it. I’ve always lived a life of abuse starting from the young days till now. I’ve already got a master sugar daddy, danger to the bone, but who knows if this bad man on the run could be the one?

Real ass rape fantasies are better than ass rape porn

Such a dangerous evil sick fuck, leaving each bitch goes six feet under as he ravages and preys upon another. I’m addicted, I crave to be his sexual slave. Watching  killer dick, king of the kill,  hold her down with the strength of his big beefy body as you force feed your girthy fist up into her tight ass your fist. Her screaming and crying just makes you go harder. Ripping her soul out from her cervix.

A real serial killer in action! You demand I step on her head while I rub my swollen dripping with pleasure bell all over her nose and eyes, sticky juices down her throat, gagging her, taking away her ability to scream. Sick man, big cows cock with balls of steel. I’d sledge hammer my victims if I carried a  grilling machine too. All left shredded, torn, scorched, and bleeding from the inside out.

She’s barely hanging on, mmm, just the way you like it. Her pretty face isn’t so pretty anymore is it? I love laughing, giggling, even sitting my hot ass down on her gagged mouth and making her smell and feel just how god damn turned on I am before we’re done with her.

Snuff Movies are Hotter to Make Than Watch

snuff moviesOctober is the perfect time to make snuff movies and chill. Notice I didn’t say watch them but make them. Sure, I can watch a lot of hardcore snuff flicks, but I find it more fun to make snuff flicks. To capture that raw fear of your victim on film feels exhilarating. Until you’ve made your first kill, you never realize the way it makes you feel all powerful. I love that feeling. Although a lot of people might say I have no conscience, I argue just the opposite. I only kill people who deserve to die. Not my fault that is a lot of people.

I don’t want to get political because I’m not sure that politics has much to do with people being jackasses. But I do believe people feel emboldened to act like fools. And when they cross my path, they die. The buck stops here.

On a few occasions, somebody hired me to kill somebody for no reason. And the victim I ended up saving and killing the person who hired me instead. That doesn’t happen often. Usually, people hire me to kill a problem for them. And that problem might be a pervert or maybe a gold digger or extortionist or blackmailer or just a crazy bitch.

Charlie hired me for killer phone sex. He wanted to kill this little bitch from the neighborhood. And he made her sound like an evil bitch. But since I always stalk my prey and gather my own Intel before completing an assignment, I quickly learned that he only wanted her dead because she rejected him.

Although I am a Stone Cold Killer, I Have My Own Form of Moral Compass

And he’s about 40 years older than this girl. I can’t just kill a girl because she told you no. Grow a fucking pair of balls you pussy. I don’t condone incel behavior. As a woman I know we don’t owe you jack fucking shit. If we don’t want to go out with you or we don’t want to fuck you, find somebody who will. And don’t act like women exist for you.

Although I did kidnap the girl, she lived. And Charlie died. In my usual fashion, I let the girl help me kill the very man who wanted her dead. It’s an important lesson for everyone to learn, but sometimes you just need to kill a man like Charlie.

She did not hesitate after I showed her encrypted messages between him and me talking about wanting her dead. And her only crime seemed to be telling him she did not want to go out on a date. The girl told me she had just turned 18. So, I suspect he asked her out before that birthday, making it even more perverted, because this guy just turned 63. Never been married either. No surprise there.

I Love Turning a Victim into My Ingenue

Well, he will not make his 64th birthday.  I taught the girl who rejected him how to make a man suffer. And I gave her several knives so she could experiment with torture. And I witnessed the change in her face when she plunged a knife deep into his gut. Hearing his insides slush around like that, plus hearing his screams no doubt got her pussy wet.

The death of a predator or somebody who means you harm feels intoxicating. You get hooked. And you want more. After that first knife plunge, she upped the torture sex quota. She sliced his dick off. I’m not talking about castration. She removed the entire dick. Leaving him with a little bloody stump to pee from. And of course, his balls, which I assume seem even more worthless now.

I told you I have a conscience. Although I do love to kill and I kill every chance I get, I’m not just going to kill some bitch for no good reason. And I don’t consider being butt hurt over rejection a proper reason to kill a young girl. I’m sort of a vigilante. But I’m part mercenary too. I do kill for money all the time. But normally, I’m killing because of some form of self-preservation for my client.

This dude just seemed butt hurt because a girl way too young for him said no to him. And I can’t allow that level of misogynistic behavior to continue. So, we flipped the script, and the victim became my sadistic accomplice. I even helped her dispose of the body. I think I might have a new ingenue.

Killer phone sex gets messy but it’s better that way

Killer phone sex Killer phone sex isn’t anything I am ashamed of. In fact, I love how brutal it can get. You know, it was really natural in the role I find myself in. I guess some people would call it a cult, but I just say I have plenty of devoted little sluts who worship me.
They would give their life willingly without any hesitation. There would be nothing to live for without their Queen. It’s fun to collect them. I got to shitty neighborhoods or out in the sticks, and when a doe-eyed dumb bitch gets a load of me, I already have them wrapped around my finger.
If you want a taste of tight little cunt, then you will have to lick mine. And if you make me cum a lot, I will let you have every single one of them. They aren’t total virgins since I use them as my sex slaves, but all of their cherries need to be popped.
But there is one that needs to be put down. The dumb little slut has forgotten her place and has disrespected her Queen. Therefore, off with her fucking head! I want to fuck her to death while the rest of my Snuff sex slaves watch and learn what can happen if they fall out of line. Get your cock bloody and I’ll make sure they suck it clean!

I Make Violent Phone Sex Fantasies Come True

violent phone sexViolent phone sex fantasies I consider in my wheelhouse. As a sexy switch, I cater to all sorts of wicked fantasies. I can be your accomplice, which I prefer, your victim, or even a bad ass bitch who castrates or tortures you. I’m a Jill of all trades. Lately, I’ve been on an accomplice kick. And I plan to ride this as long as I can. It feels good not to be in the hot seat for once.

Billy and I go way back. He filmed me in my earlier films and bondage photo shoots. He called me up out of the blue and asked for a favor. Since he always treated me nicely, I felt obliged to help him. He has a client with a fatal attraction problem. Apparently, the guy can’t keep his dick in his pants, and he fucked a crazy bitch.

Now she’s claiming she’s pregnant and trying to extort him for money. If he doesn’t pay her, she will tell his wife and expose his extra marital activities. This guy makes Elon Musk look like he’s living paycheck to paycheck. Not sure how the guy makes his money. I did not want to know. The less I know about a client the better.

Some Bitches Fuck with the Wrong Man

So, I met with the client to get the details about the gold-digging hooker. I mean, she calls herself a sugar baby, but she’s a hooker. And apparently, she likes to blackmail men. I got all the information I needed about the girl and decided I would make a snuff porn with her.

Billy agreed to help me since he knew the man. Again, I don’t know all the information, and I like it that way. But I think Billy helped this client make problems disappear in the past. And I liked the idea of making a snuff movie with him when I was not the star.

She seemed easy to kidnap. But I don’t think she’s pregnant. I found her in a bar drinking a margarita with what appeared to be some other hookers. Excuse me, sugar babies. So, I posed as a fellow sugar baby, and I crashed their little get together. And nobody seemed to mind since I bought several rounds of drinks. Although they all seemed intoxicated, I just had my eye on one bitch. I gave her a ride home. Or at least that’s what she thought. But instead, I took her to Billy’s dungeon where he waited for the star of his next picture to arrive.

I Make Problems Go Away For Men Like You

She couldn’t fight because of how drunk she seemed. And I may have slipped her a little roofie too. We strapped her down to a sawhorse, and we tortured the bitch. Pure torture sex. We carved her up and we sexually mutilated her too. I’m talking we sliced off her nipples, stabbed her cunt and I carved gold digger into her chest. This bitch screamed bloody murder and kept asking why me why me. So, I told her. She blackmailed the wrong man. And I made sure she knew that her actions brought her to us.

I played with her for several hours while Billy filmed it. We can profit off her death. He can sell the homemade snuff flick. Plus, the client paid me very well to get rid of his problem. And I’m sharing that money with Billy since he served as my accomplice. And he deserved a finder’s fee anyway. He recommended me for the job.

I enjoyed torturing this bitch, carving her up and causing so much bodily harm and pain too. She gives gold diggers like me a bad name. I’ve worked hard for my money. And I’ve done a lot of things that I don’t like for money too.

But in this world, you need to hustle. I’ve never relied on anybody else to pay my bills. So, these young bitches need to know that they’re not too good to work. Sure, I take money from men, but I work for it like I did killing this bitch. If you have a problem you need to get rid of I think I can likely help you too.

Teen Rape Porn Starring Yours Truly, Homecoming Whore & My School Girl Crush

Teen Rape Porn

I always wanted to star in movies. I never knew the type of movies I would don the leading role in would be Teen Rape Porn flicks. This pussy got murdered by my school girl Crush. I guess everyone really does want a shot at the fucking homecoming queen.  Almost positive, I have fulfilled quite a few rape fantasies. I think I just must have the look that says open my holes with your fat cock, and abuse them. Hard.

This time of year always brings out the bonfire parties. My brothers are both In College, and they come home on weekends every so often. Our parents went on some resort vacation, to have alone time and asked If I would stop by and feed their dog while they were gone.

I was letting out little girl, when My Brothers Jeep Comes Flying in the drive. I just shook my head because they are total fucking idiots. Typical jocks. That’s when The keg rolls out the back, and enough Liquor to fuck our whole small town up.

“What’s going on, what are you 2 doing home?” I puzzled.

” We are having a house party While mom and dad are gone, and you aren’t gonna say a word. You Know why?”  Paul said cocky as ever.

” Why Wouldn’t I say anything to mom and dad?” I sassed back.

Dylan chimed in ” Because baby sis, Ronnie Sandusky is gonna be there, and you’ve had a crush on him since you were flat as a board.”

Ughhh, both my brothers give me the fucking ick. 

Ronnie Sandusky, however was a fucking dream. Tall as fuck, dark eyes. Just so sexy. This pussy has masturbated thinking about him since I was young. I would get so wet, just hearing him speak. I remember leaving class to go diddle my pussy once because he stood so close to me I could smell his cologne.

Flash forward to that Friday night. The party was on and poppin’. My dickhead brothers were drunk before it even really got started. I was drinking a beer when I saw Ronnie. Next thing you know Dyl is talking to him and pointing at me.

I was so fucking embarrassed.

Dyl screams ” Tell him you’ve like him since before you had tits” in front of everyone.

I sank down in my lawn chair, and finished my beer by the fire. Thinking to myself : He would never fucking talk to me now, If I ever had a chance my fucking brother Ruined it.

“Faith?”

Turning my head ” Yes?” I stammered.

“Hey Girl, been a while….” Ronnie said, his words poured over me like honey.

We drank and talked all night into the wee hours of the morning. His hands gripped my thighs, and I couldn’t believe this was happening. He was so Nice and sweeter than I remember. We decided we would go back to his house since my parents place was trashed and I was not about to help my brothers with their bullshit.

Back at Ronnies I was buzzed and he got me another drink. I was nervous so I just chugged it. We started kissing and making out on his couch, His hands rushed all over me I start. Squeezing my tits hard, and grabbing my pussy through my pants. Then, I Started feeling really dizzy. Ronnie yanked at My shirt and snatched my jeans down. Inside I was begging for him to stop. Inside I was fighting him.

In all reality, I wasn’t able to really speak. I was just so tired. The last thing I remember was the camera’s little red record light coming on.

~to be continued~

 

I Love a Hot Taboo Phone Sex Fantasy

taboo phone sexI enjoy an erotic taboo phone sex fantasy. And let me tell you some of you men seem incredibly creative in how you want to torture, fuck and even kill me. But I love a creative man. John had a wonderful roleplay in mind for us. He wanted me to be in a prison where he worked as a guard. I rejected his advances, pissing him off to the point where he needed to teach me a lesson.

So, he took me to the part of the prison that cameras would not catch. He took me to an area where every male employee of the prison waited for me. And I knew this did not bode well for me. I knew they planned on doing terrible things to me in that back room. Although I continue to fight him, that proved to be the wrong move. I figured being in a women’s prison made me tough right. Maybe tough for the other women, but not tough enough for 40 guards who hated the fact that I denied them access to my pussy.

And suddenly, I found myself in my worst nightmare. Stripped naked and tied down to a sawhorse. All these guards unzipped their pants to fuck me. And just like that, I made a prison gangbang rape porn. And I can play it either way. Some of my callers want me to fight them all the way through. But some want me to give in halfway through and realize I deserve and enjoy being forced fucked. But John wanted me fighting the entire time, giving them a reason to hurt me further.

Give Me Any Nasty or Violent Roleplay and I Will Play My Role Well

And I liked this role play. Usually, the role plays most men want involve force fucking mommy or snuffing me out. But in this roleplay, allowed me to act like a feisty bitch. However, being a feisty bitch resulted in those men brutalizing my pussy and my ass. Tied down I couldn’t go anywhere. But I could still fight with my mouth. I screamed and yelled at them.

 However, fighting seemed useless. In that position, no way could I get the upper hand. But I’m a good player. And I continued to fight even when the last prison guard fisted my ass because he already came watching his fellow coworkers brutalize the redheaded feisty bitch from cell block H.

For hours they fucked me. Brutalized me until my fuck holes bled and showed signs of gaping larger than the Grand Canyon itself. When they returned me to my cell, I dripped blood and cum. I smelled like a porn star. That much cum in a hole gives off a strong, pungent scent. But I took my beating because I love roleplay phone sex fantasies. And this one made my pussy super wet because we all know what a nasty little freak I am. And I love a good gang bang.