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Snuff Porn Inspiration

snuff pornSnuff porn? Do you like watching or making it?  My Master enjoys both. We have been watching this series of Japanese snuff films all week. It is foreplay for him. He was fucked up on meth last night when we watched this bondage film. I thought it was a bondage movie, but in the end, the man in the executioner’s mask, slit the bimbo’s neck while he was cumming in her ass. There was so much blood. She went lifeless quickly. It looked so real. Hard to believe it was fake. When it was over, Master pulled me by my hair over to a recreation of the same bondage device the girl in the snuff movie was hooked up too. He was really fucked up. Pissed too. He found out that I fucked another guy without permission for some weed. No man can touch me unless he grants permission. He tied me up like the girl in the video. He even put a ball gag in my mouth just like she had. He pulled out his dick and started force fucking my ass. He never uses lube either. It was hardcore anal torture. He pulled my hair so hard, a got a fist full of my blonde locks. I screamed as I saw the knife. He was angry enough for snuff sex. He put the blade to my throat as he fucked my ass. He bit my ear then dug the knife in just enough to nick my neck. I could feel blood running down my neck into my boobs. I closed my eyes tight, fearing the worse. Instead of slitting my throat, he carved his initials in my “whore ass” and cut off chunks of my pretty hair. “Now other men will know who owns you, whore,” he seethed as he came in my ass. I am running out of lives.

Week III of Seven Deadly Sins, Envy

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Moving on this week from greed, I thought about envy. What does it mean really? Not just wanting something someone else has but also being happy that they are being deprived of it.

A woman I unfortunately know is always bitching about her man’s tiny cock and how she wants my guy to fuck her. She talks about how she bets he has a nice big cock. Fucking bitch pisses me off, talking about wanting my man. So I told him about it, he reacted coolly with a “does she now.” I didn’t know what he had in mind until a week later. I came home to find a black man in my living room stroking his cock, and my man not in the house. I said hello and who are you. He said, “The dude paid me to sit here hard until he comes back with some white bitch that needs to get fucked in the ass.” I nodded my head and asked if he wanted anything. He said no and sat there playing with his big fucking cock.

The door burst open and my guy is carrying a woman over his shoulder. He sees me when he comes in, turns about to show me her face and says “is this bitch who you are talking about babe?” I laughed and said yes. She didn’t seem awake; he said he knocked her out when she wouldn’t shut up. He flopped her onto the couch and started taking her clothes off while I filmed. She started coming around some so my guy shoved his cock down her throat to really wake her up. She started to choke and came around, while my guy had his cock down her throat he told the BBC guy to get his cock ready to slam it in her ass. My guy pulled his cock out of her mouth as she opened her eyes and my guy said, “fuck her man.” And the BBC rammed his cock into her ass. He had a huge cock, it was lubed but her ass hadn’t been primed or anything. She screamed out when he buried himself balls deep into her asshole. My video captured the moment it went in her ass. She started to struggle probably after the initial shock wore off. My guy knocked her on the back of the head again and she was out. The BBC said, “Holy shit man her asshole just went totally relaxed.” And then he started to really pound her ass.

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 ass rape porn

It was late one night when leaving work and as I was walking to my car and I heard someone running towards me. I looked around me and so no one in sight. I continued to hurry and open my car door to get inside and then all of the sudden a bunch of men surrounded me. There was at least five guys that surrounded me and threw me down to the ground.

They started taking my clothes off and all held me down to penetrate my holes. I felt my pussy hole split open each time they pushed one of their cock heads into me. They bashed my fist in with their hands. They even flipped me on my back and fucked me from behind letting the asphalt getting into my knees and cut them open.

They punched my back as if I was a grown man. They laugh constantly at me and they made me swallow every drop of their cum. When they finally got done with me they walked away only to leave my body bloody and sore on the asphalt floor.

Daddy and His Friend

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Now that I’m 18, Daddy won’t let me out of the house. He wants to keep me for himself and all his best friends. Last night Daddy came home with one of his friends. I could smell the scotch on all over them! I knew what was coming. Daddy grabbed me by my hair and dragged me to his bedroom. He pushed me face down on his bed. I peeked over my shoulder and saw his friend taking off his belt. He smacked my ass over and over and over again. When he finally stopped, he spread by cheeks, spit on my tight little hole, and stuck his big cock right in my ass. I knew better than to scream. It just hurt so bad, so I struggled. My Daddy didn’t like that. He grabbed my hair and forced my face into the bed so I couldn’t move until his friend was done with me. I couldn’t breathe. I knew I just had to take it until Daddy took his turn and filled me with his cum too.

Taboo Phone Sex Stories

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex stories are something I have in abundance. As a druggy whore, I’ve sold myself to the devil for a fix a hundred times over. Last week, I was held captive for several days as a sex slave. Chained, collared and kept naked in the basement to a group of Meth makers. They are the worse. Mean sons of bitches. Horny 24/7 too. I was traded for drugs. One of my coke dealers wanted some meth to sell too and I had no money to pay for coke, so I was given to these redneck Meth heads for trade. The house was some old farm in a rural part of the state. I shit you not, they were missing a bunch of teeth and had the worst hygiene. They used me as their toilet as well as their punching bag. Their cocks were disgusting. Covered in scabs, dirty and smelly. Pretty sure one had crabs. For days, I only drank cum and piss. They skull fucked me, ass fucked me, burned me with cigarettes and slapped me around. They were animals. Filthy, vile animals but they kept reminding me that even they were better than a strung out whore like me.

Cannibalism Phone Sex: Succulent Flesh Pie

He had a distinct desire and the normal way I get used and destroyed just wasn’t up to snuff for him as he had a different kind of hunger for cannibalism phone sex. The idea of sweet succulent pink clits and circles of nipple flesh severed from small virginal bodies was the only way he was going to quench his hunger. I accompanied him on a kidnapping phone sex spree where we took various young prey back to an abandoned asylum and used the equipment and clinical tables for our genital mutilations and nipple severing needs. An old rusty scalpel to start the incision I was forced to watch and collect the pieces of vagina as my owner sliced away. As the collection grew and the virginal prey bled out I was to sautee the vaginal meat in some oil with some white wine and oregano. Once we had about 24 vaginas and 48 nipples I prepared the crust for our meat pies. I was going to be forced to eat one of them also as he watched me devour my pussy meat pie he played ass rape porn and analy fucked me and as he was ready to cum took a big bite of virgin flesh and exploded as the succulent meat juices poured down his gullet.

 

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Torture Sex Death

torture sexTorture sex was on his mind. Not just BDSM kind of torture, either. You see, I was on death row. I was guilty of being a black widow. He yanked me from cell and dragged me to platform outside. Other female inmates were there too. He looked like an old fashioned executioner. I scanned my surroundings out of fear and curiosity. Was this a dream? Or was this how I was paying for my sins? As a pain slut, I was aroused. But when he told me my orgasm would kill me, I thought surely, I am dreaming. He jabbed a syringe full of some sort of milky substance into my thigh. My body got flushed. He stripped me, affixed some nipple clamps to my worthless tits and yanked the chain repeatedly. I let out a scream. I was trying not to take pleasure in the pain, but then he started smacking my tits. Over and over and over again, he whacked my breasts hard. My breasts respond to pain. My pussy was moist. He took an object resembling a broom handle and fucked my whore pussy with it. He was rough too. He knew I liked pain. He made me suck it clean when he was done. He dragged my worthless body to a handmade saw, strapped me down and turned that handle into a fuck machine.  I was in trouble. That poison was pulsing in my veins as the fuck machine went warp speed in my pussy. I was not dying by lethal injection or a firing squad. I was dying by my own orgasm. I was unable to stop the flood gates. The harder I got fucked, the harder I came. I let out one last shrill scream as I came, then my world went blank. As a taboo phone sex slut, I love seeing how creative you can get when killing me. Death by orgasm is one of the most creative and fun ways to die. My pussy is still wet.

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The last thing I remember was being at the club and drinking some fact drink a handsome man bought me. I am now on the floor with shackles on my wrist and I am completely naked and sore. I feel like a bus hit me a thousand times. My thighs are bruised and there is dry blood settling between my thighs and on my tummy. I take the time to look around and see a pretty girl. Much smaller and skinnier then I am. Her little body is mounted to an x alter. She has her hands mounted to the sides about her head and her legs are mounted to the bottom. She whispers to me and tells me that she is his toilet. She is covered in shit and soaked in piss. I look on the other side of me and there is another pretty girl. All her teeth are removed, she has a leash around her neck and she tells me that she is his cock sucking dummy. I hear the door open and here his footsteps walking to where we are. He greats me with a smile, a hard cock, and a knife. He gouges the words “my cunt” into my bald cunt. He lets me know that forever how long I live. I will be his, for eternity. His big cock slaps right onto my bloody mound and then he shoves himself right into my already sore gaped open pussy. 

Castration Phone Sex is My Fav

castration phone sexWhen guys ask me what my favorite kind of call is, I never hesitate when I say castration phone sex. It might surprise you how many calls a week I get for this. I’m prepared too. My grandpa ran a prison. When it was shut down and merged with a new modern prison, I inherited some memorabilia. My favorite is the old death row chair. If this chair could talk! It would tell a tale about lots of men needing their nuts removed so they wouldn’t get their lives erased. If you made P men eunuchs, perhaps their urges for little ones would be harder to act on. If you lobbed off the balls of murderers perhaps they wouldn’t feel the need to kill so often. Testosterone makes men crazy. If you castrated men who attack women because they know they can’t get fucked without force, perhaps they wouldn’t be about to get it up to do the deed. If men with naughty desires came to me first, I could solve the problem of overcrowded prisons. Of course, there are just tiny dick losers and pain sluts who can benefit from junk removal too. This former death row chair is now a castration chair. Straps used to stop a prisoner from convulsing, keep you from seizing from the pain. The little cup underneath designed to collect the piss and shit a prisoner leaves when exiting this world, collect your testicles now. The plank for bracing limbs when a prisoner’s body goes into shock from electrocution, separates your cock from your balls for me. This chair has the souls of dead criminals in it. Now it has the blood and tears of losers who don’t deserve their balls.  I have the sharp knife, castration bands, booze, mouth bit and soldering pen. You just bring your worthless balls. I’m ready for taboo phone sex. Are you?

Peeping Tom

Rape phone sex fantasiesI’m home all alone, walking around my house in panties and nothing else. I have the blinds open, and you’re peering through my window. You’re salivating at the sight of my big tits. I don’t know that you’re watching me, and I don’t know that I left the back door open. When I lay back on the sofa and spread my legs you can’t handle seeing my wet pussy. You burst through the back door and I scream. You pull me by my hair forcing me to my knees and shove your hard dick into my mouth. I gag when you hold the back of my head and brutally fuck my face. When you make me put my face to the floor and my ass in the air I scream for someone to help me. But no one comes and you push your throbbing hard cock into tight asshole. You pump my ass with powerful thrust and I scream in agony. You grip my hair and pull my head back so hard I think my neck is going to snap. You tear my tight ass hole and I faint to escape the pain, then suddenly I feel you warm cum filling my asshole. And just like that, you leave and I breath a sigh of relief.

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