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Cora’s Sacred Torture: A Blasphemous Whore

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Hello, perverts! You know who it is—Cora, the blasphemous vixen, about to embark on a wild religious ride. Get ready for some sacred torture and a whole lot of squirt! I’m bound and gagged, a plaything for these kinky priests. They think they can control me, but I’m their wild card. The altar’s cold against my skin, but the sensation only adds to the fun. Their hands explore, tying me up in knots, while their whispers fill my ears. 

They think they’re holy, but their true nature’s about to unfold. A kinky ritual awaits, and I’m the star attraction. The torture begins, a symphony of moans and whimpers. Their touch is like a flame on my skin, sending shivers down my spine. I squirm, desperate for release, but they deny me. The edge they provide, a delicious torture. My juices flow, a sacred offering to their perverted gods. 

The priests take turns, each more sadistic than the last. Cora’s body is their canvas, and they paint it with depravity. But the art isn’t over yet. They unleash the ultimate bliss, a high-powered vibrator that makes me see stars. My body convulses, cumming hard. The squirts flow like a river, soaking the altar below. The priests lap it up, a sacred communion. I’m in a religious trance, a sinner in ecstasy. Cora’s found her true calling—a blasphemous mess for the gods. 

You wish you could witness such sacred debauchery, don’t you? Too bad, you’re just a mere mortal! 

Talk to you soon fuckers!

Bondage Phone Sex Turns Violent

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex leaves a woman like me vulnerable. Any woman vulnerable. It is just the way it is because if tied tightly you cannot escape. You cannot even struggle. And I know this. Yet, I still agree to bondage shoots. Why? Because I need money to fuel my coke habit. My stepson gets very brutal with me, so sometimes I supplement. But that’s our secret, okay?

I responded to an ad in a fetish magazine looking for milf rope bunnies. Although, I do not have a master in my life, in the past men did tie me up. And of course, drug dealers tie me up a lot too. So, I applied for the job and lied about how much I love bondage. I do not mind bondage, but the only thing I love more than my family is coke. Snuff porn pays more than bondage porn, but it is easier on my body. Or so I thought.

I Will Never Learn Because of My Coke Habit

When I arrived for my photo shoot, the director treated me like a side of beef from the get-go. His goons tied me up and whipped out their dicks. I stepped into a porn not a bondage shoot. However, I did not know what kind of porn initially. I mean this could have turned into a snuff flick. Or even some violent gang bang. But it ended up more like a humiliation porn.

They dick slapped me first. But they followed up by pissing in my face and calling me all sorts of degrading things. The director told me to smile. Smile while guys dick slap me and piss in my face for hours?  Eventually, this turned into an ass rape porn. But they violated my ass with objects and a speculum before I got the cocks. They enjoyed pissing in my gaped hole too. Nothing I could do. I was all tied up with nowhere to go.

Eventually my little humiliation photo shoot ended, and I got my dough and fled to the nearest dealer.

Babysitter phone sex turns torture porn

Babysitter phone sexBabysitter phone sex won’t be pretty with me. I am a pretty mean babysitter, but I can’t help it. I just love to torture a little slut until I cum. My best friend, let’s call her B, loves to go out and party, leaving her kids with anyone who’s willing to watch them. Tonight, I’m that willing participant. But I’m not just any babysitter. Oh no, I  have a few tricks up my sleeve to teach B’s disrespectful little daughter a lesson she’ll never forget.

As soon as B walks out the door, I can sense the brat’s attitude. She rolls her eyes and mutters something under her breath. But I’m not one to be trifled with. I turn to her, my eyes narrowing, and say, “You think you’re clever, don’t you? Well, let me show you what real power looks like.”

I lead her to my makeshift dungeon in the basement, where I’ve set up all sorts of devices and gadgets to pleasure and torment. I can see the fear in her eyes. I start by  tying her up with ropes and chains. I can see her body tense up, but she doesn’t resist. I take out my favorite flogger and start teasing her skin, watching as goosebumps break out on her arms and legs.

I never do gentle, I get right to it. Whipping the babyslut as hard as possible. When I feel the blood drops hit my face, I get a rush and my pussy throbs. It feels so good to make a little bitch beg for her life.

I need your cock for the Snuff movies we’ll make with this little brat. Maybe we won’t go all the way, but the threat alone will be intoxicating. I want this Teen rape porn bloody, whether she lives or not. It’s all about the power.

I can feel myself getting lost in the moment. The smell of leather and sweat fills the air, and I can hear her soft moans and whimpers. It’s a beautiful symphony of pain and pleasure, and I’m the conductor.

But this is just the beginning. Who knows what other devious plans I have in store for this naughty little girl?

 

Cora’s Creepy Crave: A Taboo Treat

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Let’s talk about that one time—a real kicker. I was young, impressionable, and horny as hell. Enter: the neighborhood creep. He snuck into my bedroom, his eyes gleaming with lust. I was terrified, but something felt exciting, too. He took advantage, his rough hands all over me. I was trapped, but a part of me loved it. His cock was huge, and he forced it down my throat. I choked and gagged, the tears streaming. 

But then, the real fun began. He tore my clothes off, revealing my tiny frame. The vulnerability—a rush! He pounded my innocent pussy, his hips a blur. I couldn’t breathe, let alone resist. His cock consumed me. The pain mingled with pleasure, a heady cocktail. I felt dirty, used—a true slut in the making. He finished the job, his seed spilling inside me. I felt it, warm and sticky. A trophy! That experience—it warped me. Left a lasting impression. I craved that sinister touch, that forbidden fruit. 

Don’t judge, perverts. We all have our secrets. Cora’s just a bit more twisted. 

Hush now, the memories are making me wet. 

Cora out! 👋🏻😈

One of the Hottest Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Snuff Slut Rena

rape phone sex fantasiesI couldn’t help but feel a rush of excitement course through my veins with this one of the latest rape phone sex fantasies. The anticipation of what was to come was almost too much to bear. You, my beautiful snuff princess, were waiting for me on the bed, your body glistening with sweat and eagerness. Your eyes met mine, filled with lust and submission as you pouted your perfect lips, inviting me closer.

I’m all yours, big guy. Do with me what you will.  You couldn’t resist any longer. You climbed onto the bed, your massive cock already hard as a rock as you positioned yourself  between my legs. You spread them wide, and I was welcoming you  into my warmth. You began by teasing me, licking and nibbling your  way up my thighs, taking in the sweet scent of my misty arousal. I moaned softly, begging for more as I finally reached my destination.

With one swift thrust, you buried your cock deep inside me, feeling you tighten around me like a glove. You were mine, and I was going to take full advantage of that. You started pounding into me, my hips slapping against your ass cheeks as I took control of our encounter. You arched your back, meeting each stroke with a moan of pleasure.

Yes, lover! Fuck me hard! I’m yours to use!

As I felt the heat building up inside me, I knew it was time to take our game to the next level. I pulled out of you, leaving you gasping for more, and moved to your mouth. You eagerly took my cock into your mouth, sucking and licking it like a good little slut. I could feel your warm tongue dancing around the head, sending shivers down my spine.

He grabbed my hair gently, guiding my head as he began to fuck my face. He took every inch of me, my throat working overtime as you deepthroated me. I could feel my climax approaching, and I knew exactly what I wanted to do with it.

You’re going to swallow every drop, aren’t you?

 You nodded eagerly, your eyes filled with trust and submission. I pulled out of your mouth, my cock glistening with your saliva. Then, I positioned my cock at your open mouth once again. This time, however, there was a difference. I was going to fill your pretty little mouth with my hot, thick cum.

Here it comes, baby. Swallow it all.

A Gangbang Rape Porn Star Helps You Find Young Talent

gangbang rape pornIt takes a gangbang rape porn star to spot the potential in another one. My former master hired me to find him a new starlet over the weekend. And I did just that too. My eye for talent might be one of the best. Takes one to know one. I know what it takes to be able to handle all those cocks at once. Plus, I know how to help you break a bitch. When I started to earn my freedom from my master, I helped him break in each one I brought him.

When I met him, my father had broken me in years before. Back then I was only submissive. If you told me that one day, I would be scouting talent for perverts like my ex-master, I would have told you that you were crazy. A submissive whore cannot pick out her replacement or help you break her replacement in. Now, I not only earned my freedom, but I created a great criminal enterprise that helps men like you find young talent to destroy.

I Earned My Freedom One Whore at a Time, So I Know How to Break a Bitch In

Finding the brat for my former master’s next teen rape porn might have been the easiest part. I picked a feisty one.  She did not break easily. Even when I told her that her new owner kills bitches who say no or fight him. I learned to keep my head low with him. And I always did what he told me. I thought this little teen slut might break immediately. She seemed so scared at first. But then she turned into a mouthy demon seed. If she would not comply, I might die with her.

So, I broke her psychologically. It did take some creativity on my part, but eventually I made her see that I was a victim too. And that I had firsthand knowledge of his cruelty and depravity. When my client wanted to take her tight fuck holes for a spin, I almost had a panic attack. I did not feel confident she would heed my warnings. But she did. No sass or disobedience to my former master. Thank goodness too. It is dangerous business to work with men like him. One wrong move or mishap, and I would have been a snuff porn star with that teen whore.

Ass Rape Porn Star for Halloween and Every Day

ass rape pornThis Halloween I am going as an ass rape porn star. Oh, wait that’s not very original. I am a hardcore anal whore every day of the year. Holidays require more coke. Halloween does not stress me out like the big holidays, but I still need coke to deal with all the bitchy soccer moms who come to my house with their brats. Coke makes everything better. However, I needed more than Marcus had. He tells me I could out snort Pablo Escobar. Been doing coke since a teenager thanks to my mother.

So, I had to look for alternative dealers. I keep a list. And I have them in order of who will do the least amount of damage to me.  And the top three never returned my texts which means they didn’t have product, or they did not want to trade me for it. However, the fourth one on the list is this lesbian dealer. She can be cool. But sometimes, she can be brutal. I think it depends on the time of the month. I could star in a snuff porn with her, or just get my ass abused for hours. She has a ass fetish.

I Have Had All Sorts of Things Inserted in My Ass in Exchange for Coke

She agreed to help me. But for a price of course. I had to let her violate my ass. Not the first time. I’ve made some hardcore lesbian anal porn with her in the past for coke. One was a cheerleader hazing themed porn that went over big with her streaming audience. This time, less people were involved, but more brutal. She wanted a medical fetish themed porn. I have had speculums in my cunt. But my ass? I think that might have been a first. She lubed the speculum up with icy hot. Then she panned to a close up of my face to see the tears. That shit burns like hell.

While she gaped my asshole, she put all sorts of things in my gapped asshole. And things that should not be in an ass like knives. She told me to be still because one little jump and she might stab my asshole. Yeah, that scared me. My ass has seen a lot of violence, but a knife in it is not something I have experienced. Clearly, she likes medical fetish phone sex fun. But she tortured my ass for hours And I did get some nicks to my prolapse. But I got enough coke to dull it all. Thank goodness. But I did move her further down the list of surrogate drug dealers.

Gangbang Rape Porn Party of Ass Sex

Gangbang Rape Porn Party of Ass Sex is what my Halloween was mad of. I attended a Halloween party thrown by the owner of a Snuff production company. This was an exclusive party.
Obviously I quickly came to understand why I was invited and what was so exclusive about it. In fact the party was just another live stream snuff production. And I was the Vampiric star.
There was once consequence though. And that was the fact that I was not the drinker of blood. I was doing some blood letting of sorts. But I was the one being drained.

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First I was grabbed, blindfolded and tied up. Then there were hands and cold steel all over my body. Soon I realized they were blades and I was being mutilated.
Then came that final scene. The scene where my body bloody and sliced and the real Vampire presents himself with a huge raging hard pale white cock.
Soon my life was flashing before my eyes as every porn I made was flashed on the screen in front of me as my ass was penetrated and stretched open to a ripping bloody hole. With gasps of air and struggling my body started to convulse.

Finally those convulsions of my whore body where not of my own demise and death. But the convulses where of orgasm after orgasm as the pain heightened and my ass continued to become gaped and prolapsed. In fact I could not control myself from cumming from my ass as well as my cunt as a wooden knight stick was being thrust into it while that vampiric cock sword fucked my butt into a wild bliss of prolapse.

Then things came to light and the drugs wore off. I was in the middle of a Fetish club on a bench tied up. And the reality was that I dreamt all of this in a drugged out bliss as I was being anally pounded in Ass rape porn pleasure.

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Accomplice Phone Sex Feels More Satisfying if a Man Force Fucks the Brat First

accomplice phone sexTis the season for accomplice phone sex. More fun to kill together, don’t you think. A caller asked me why I mainly kill and torture men. Easy. Better access. Sure, I can kidnap and kill a brat. I have before. But when I cannot really use her little fuck holes properly, some of the fun dissipates for me. However, if I have someone who can take care of the sexual abuse of the little twat, leaving me with the torture, I enjoy it a lot more.

When I met Ryan at my Goth bar, I did not think anything would come of it. For once, a Goth man hit on me instead of some loser banker type out of his league. We drank some illegal absinthe the bartender brought back from Germany. Strong stuff. The kind of potent liquor that makes folks say what exactly is on their minds.

No amount of alcohol makes me spill my guts though. But when he started talking about his rape phone sex fantasies for a little brat, my mind swirled. I could not tell him anything about my past misdeeds and plant the seed in his head about future misdeeds together. And the convo went as I had hoped. We hoped in the car and drove around looking for some brat to fuck and torture.

If a Male Accomplice Can Force Fuck a Little Twat, I Can Torture Her

A last minute plan worked out beautifully because we found a little girl walking in her Halloween costume. Maybe to a party, or home from one. Did not matter, I scooped her up, tossed her in the trunk and we went to his place. Did not know this man well enough to let him into my dungeon. But in his house, not a problem.

I told him to fuck that little brat in all her tiny pink fuck holes. She cried and screamed like that was the worst thing to ever happen to her. And I suppose it was until I started with the torture sex. He did a good job splitting her holes wide open. A huge gap between her pussy and ass looked like one big hole. I could put my fist in it and use her as a hand puppet. And I did for shits and giggles.

Then I sliced her throat open and watched her bleed out. Wow. It turned into a much more satisfying kill when I had a male accomplice to fuck her holes properly. Who knows. Maybe you will be my next accomplice. Hope the sight of blood does not make you queasy. I like to make a mess.

Cora’s Torment: A Squirting Tortured RagDoll

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Hey, perverts! Cora here, and I’ve got a little surprise for you—a twisted tale of torture and pleasure. A real kinky delight, if you catch my drift.Let’s talk about my kinky adventure—a session so intense, it left me gushing and begging for more.I was tied up tight, my hands bound above me. A little power play, a taste of the dark side, left me dripping wet.My tormentor had a toy, a buzzing little vibrator. They knew how to use it too, the evil fucker.

The vibrator pressed against my clit, and the buzz sent shivers down my spine. I was a captive to their sadistic pleasure.They teased and tormented me, running the toy up and down my aching folds. The anticipation was excruciating, yet exhilarating.I begged for release, but they denied me. The vibrator returned, buzzing against my clit, making me squeal.The pleasure was too much, and I squirted, hard. A fountain of juices erupted, soaking my captor. The reward for my suffering was delectable.

They laughed, a sinister chuckle, as I came down from my high. But the torture didn’t end there. Oh no, the fun was just beginning.The vibrator returned, this time with added intensity. I screamed, my body arched in ecstasy. Another gush of juices flowed, and the vibrator got a good soaking.I was their willing victim, and the pain and pleasure were divine. Bring on the torture, I say!

You’re welcome, masochists!