It is no secret I am a pain slut. That is why I am into taboo phone sex. I have harmed my body in more ways than one getting fucked up. I am not really talking about all the coke I pour into my body though. It is what I do when I am high. I make awful decisions that put me in precarious situations. I met this dude at a Halloween party last weekend. He wanted to hook up later and do some coke with a group of his friends. I agreed to meet him later. The address he gave me turned out to be for this abandoned asylum with a spooky history on the outskirts of town. Rumor has it that the place was condemned decades ago for abusing its patients and the ghosts of the tortured still haunt the place. Sometimes, the place makes the news because some teen boy or girl gets hurt ghost hunting or throwing an underground rave. I walked in cautiously because I knew the place’s history. I saw no cars. Heard no music. I did not think a party was happening. I was duped. I could smell decay and piss. The halls were dark, and damp. I tried to flee to my car because I was not in the mood to star in a snuff porn. Some one grabbed me. I screamed. It was the guy from the party, but he looked sinister. He pulled me into a room. There was a bed, BDSM gear, and movie equipment hooked up to a generator. Fuck this shit I said as I tried to bolt. He grabbed me and slammed me so hard against the wall that I passed out. When I woke up, I was bound and gagged. He was fucking another girl, strangling her. She was fighting but losing her fight. He squeezed her throat so hard her eyes started to bulge and bleed. I was horrified. He did not want to party. He wanted to kill and torture me. I watched in shock as he dismembered the girl then fucked her dying body. I was next. I knew it. Then he made me an offer. Lure young girls to him and be spared. Do not judge me. Survival of the fittest.
Category: Bloody phone sex
A Taboo Phone Sex Halloween
Ass Rape Porn Underground Club
Underground ass rape porn clubs popped up everywhere in the wake of COVID. For a submissive whore like me, that was great news. I made it my quarantine mission to try as many as I could. There is always going to be a risk at these places, and I am not even talking about the virus. Some clubs are gateways to snuff and the sex trade. I have been hurt at a few underground clubs in the past, but like a moth to a flame, I keep going to them. I love taking risks with my life. Not even I value my life. The last club I visited looked like many others. It was in an old warehouse in a bad part of town. Brick and mortar, dark and damp. There were sawhorses and anal torture devices around. Men in executioner clothes. I met a guy who took a shine to me. He likes busty blond bimbos. We went to a private room where he tied me to the sawhorse, so my ass was exposed and at the right height to be sodomized. No lube. No warning. He barely talked to me, except to call me the occasional name. He started out predictable. He fisted me for foreplay and then sodomized me. When my ass was not as tight as he expected, he got mad. I heard him at the table of devices. He grabbed something metal. I soon found out it was a metal hook. It felt cold and it hurt like hell as he rammed it in my ass. But that was nothing to what happened next. He hoisted me up in the air still attached to the hobby horse. My body weight and that of the hobby horse suspended only by a metal meat hook. I felt my asshole tearing. It was ripping. Too much weight being suspended. Suddenly, it ripped apart my asshole and I fell to the cold concrete floor. The sawhorse broke and my body landed sprawled out in the wreckage. I was crying from the pain. He just laughed and told me to get out of his sight. I do not think I will return to that club anytime soon. He brutalized my ass.
Knife Play Phone Sex Movie Maker
I am a butcher babe made for knife play phone sex. I make dark underground films with my knife as the co-star. I am no Eli Roth or Rob Zombie, but my films are bloody and deadly. Halloween is over sadly, but that does not mean I need to stop hunting for undiscovered talent or making snuff films. I went through some old movies this week. I wanted some inspiration, maybe improve on past movies. I love duping wannabe actresses and actors into thinking they are making an independent horror film. When they scream and die on camera, the element of surprise makes it more authentic. That look of fear on their faces when they realize I make snuff movies not horror films is priceless. It has not even been a week since I made an underground film, but I was itching to make another one. So, I went looking for a starlet. I found a young teen slut cock teasing a man at the mall. They are easy because they are motivated by money and stupid as fuck. I asked her if she wanted to make some fast cash doing an independent horror film. I assured her it was just smoke and mirrors. I took her to my cabin in the woods where I have my underground studio. I gave her the money upfront knowing it was going to be retrieved soon enough. I took a page out of one of my favorite movies, Hostel 2. I strapped her to a bean above the floor letting her think this was some witchcraft movie. I rammed a sword in her belly and gutted her like a pig. Her entrails and blood spilled onto my cabin floor. The look of surprise on her face as I twisted that sharp blade into her gut made me wet. It was a quick snuff sex death, but one with a ton of gore. I am a gore whore after all.
He had to die
Can you imagine giving a little boy a girl’s name like Francis? If you do a thing like that you must hate him right? I know that once I met him I knew that he was a weak worthless man and he needed to be killed. I told him that I wanted him to be the star of my show, he thought that it was just some regular porn stuff but he was so wrong. He had no idea that I was going to kill him live in front of an audience until we walked out on the stage and they all started chanting “Kill Francis! Kill Francis!” Poor little bitch started crying and he didn’t even put up a fight! It’s like he knew that his destiny was to be killed by a Dominate Goddess like myself. I didn’t really even have to tie him up, I just beat him to death on the stage and he died like a little bitch just like he lived.
I Saw Him Walk Into His Daughter’s Room
I found the perfect job. He hired me for a nanny to his young ones. An easy gig and night as he had instructed me to give them Benadryl at bedtime. Unbeknownst to me, but much to my delight I found him entering his young daughters’ room one night. I stood by the door and watched through the crack watching as he climbed in bed with her. As she slept, he lifted her gown exposing her flat chest and pretty pink panties. Then he took out his cock, already rock hard, and started rubbing it against her tiny nipples and then up and down her panty covered cunt. Next, he pulled her panties down and rubbed the head up and down her slit. I was so turned on and my pussy was so wet that I put my hand down my shorts and started masturbating. After accidentally hitting the handle he stopped looking at the door. He whispered asking who was there. With my hand down my pants still I walked in and smiled. He patted the bed for me to join him. I sat on the other side of her. As he continued rubbing his cock up and down her slit, I started licking her nipples and rubbing my tits across her soft body. Soon we were both undressed and my face was between her legs licking her young soft pussy. He continued stroking as he watched. My pussy was soaking as I felt his fingers inside me. As I ate his daughter cunt, he fingered my hole. I orgasmed all over his hand and he held his fingers to his mouth and licked my pussy juices off. I then helped him rub his cock around her sweet hole. We even got the head inside of her, where he lost control and came hard and thick. I just smiled as I licked his cum from her pussy. Then we fucked in her bed as she lay sleeping.
Sadistically Skinning My Slut Of A Sister
Every flick of my wrist drove the blade, dripping sweetly with bloody crimson revenge, across her skin. She screamed, begging and begging for me to stop hurting her, to stop cutting up her pretty porcelain skin. The grin that cascaded across my face was malicious, knowing my sadistic cunt was dripping from hell my sister was enduring by my hand, and that I was loving every single second of it.
“Baby girl, you should have shut the fuck up a long time ago. Now I’m going to make you.” I had already dropped the knife. Instead, a 12g. Needle, complete with my own special version of thread, sparkled in my hand. I was going to sew that bitch’s mouth shut. The thread? It was strips of her own fucking skin. I was tempted to sew up that cunt of her too, the one that taunted me about my infertility.
If I had a brat, I’d slaughter it anyway. Or, raise it to be a sadistic killer queen, just like me. The needle tore a hole in her lips. She screamed as I forced her jaw closed, fighting against her bloodied restraints. They cut into her skin with every pull, every inch of struggle. I didn’t care, fuck that bodaciously bloodied cunt. The new idea that slipped into my head split my face in the most terrifying smile, and the last, she would ever see.
I did sew up her cunt, and then invited my little boy toy over. He wasn’t little; six foot nine, an easy three hundred pounds, and build like a mastiff. He pulled out his throbbing fire crotch cock, and ripped her cunt stitching apart, slamming his massive dick inside of her now useless fuckhole. She was “screaming”, muffled through her lips. I was tired of her, so I started to pour water up her nose using a specialized funnel. With her lips sewn shut, I had decided I was going to drown my slutty bitch of a sister.
She was perfect
I met this woman the other day and she had the most perfect little girl with her. I’m talking perfect like this little brat looked like a porcelain doll she was fair and blonde with pink cheeks and perfect little teeth. Big blue eyes and just the most adorable little body I had ever seen. I knew that I could make some serious cash selling her to the highest bidder so I did what any woman in my position would do, I followed the bitch home. I waited until they fell asleep and broke in. They lived there alone and there were no pets to get in the way so I just tied up the little whore and went to have some fun with the mom. I tortured her to death in her bed nice and slow. I used every fuck hole and made sure that she suffered for hours and then just took the little one with me, I wonder whore I should sell her to…
Evil Phone Sex Love Slaves
My biggest fan of my Evil Phone Sex ways is my boyfriend. He’s an absolute fucking morbid god and knows how excited I get by the thought of teen sex slaves. I greatly enjoy the idea of disposable fuck meats for my pleasure. He gets me what I need and we have fun with them and get to film a sinsational snuff bit with his Black Ambient Horror scores in the backdrop. A very Treha Sektori sort of sound. Dark gruelling chamber music to the lustful fantasy raping of a tight teen cunt and ass with a massive cock sheath covered in stainless spikes. He is so wonderful letting me have some young big black cocks that I get to cut off when i am done with them and make them into dildos that all the younger little slaves will get violated with. I love the idea of our little growing harem of money makers.
Lets Watch Snuff Movies and Cuddle
It is Halloween mother fuckers. Let’s spoon and watch snuff movies. Okay, so let’s not spoon. I do not spoon or cuddle. But I am all about snuff flicks. Watching them is hot, making them is hotter. So, if I were your partner in crime, who would you want to snuff? You can pick anyone. Young or old. Male or female. Someone you know or a total stranger. I usually go for young girls to kill first. I have slaughtered my share of fucktards too. Some men are just too stupid or annoying to keep on breathing. Girls are just fun to kill. They bleed more. They cry more. And they do stupid shit which can be entertaining too. Last week, this girl gave me a chase into the woods. She was in high heels trying to run in the dark. Those woods I know like the back of my hands. I could run in stilettos blindfolded. The bitch ran straight into a coyote’s den. Took the kill away from me and gave it to them. I still enjoyed it, however. Those hungry wolves saw dinner. They ripped her to shreds. I wanted the honor, but I will not deny nature’s beautiful creatures a tasty meal. She took a long time to die. Coyotes play with their food. They understand me and respect me too. I often bring them the remains of a snuff porn victim as a snack. They get rid of the evidence for me. Because I feed them, they will never attack me. I was bummed, but I did get to hear and watch a hot teen slut get ripped to shreds and devoured alive. I bet that is still more than you have ever enjoyed. Next one I will make sure I drug better so she does not become coyote kill.
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with a Druggy Whore
Women have rape phone sex fantasies too. I have realities not fantasies. But is it really a force fuck with a druggy whore like me? I mean, I choose to get high. I choose to associate with unsavory folks. I choose to trade my body for coke. Even I know I was asking for trouble last night. It was me and 7 dudes I did not know in a flop house. They were shooting up and I was doing crack. It was a damp and dark flop house. Spiders and rats and all sorts of creepy crawlers were around us. It was like some place out of a horror movie. I got high and some guy put his dick in my mouth. I think I muttered no, but was too high to fight him off and too high to care about anything but the high. After he came in my mouth, his buddies took turns on me. It was surreal. I was fucked up. Unable to consent because of my altered state. They did not care. I did not care either. I did not feel much but the high. When the high was gone, however, I felt the brutality of the gangbang rape porn. My ass was swollen and hanging inside out. I had marks around my neck. Bruises all over my body and hand prints on my ass too. I looked like I had been in a car accident. Swollen, bruised and a bit bloody. Just the hazard of being a druggy whore.