Chelsea is nothing but a druggie slut. She wants to be good but she can’t quit getting high and ends up getting fucked every time. Her pussy is a gaping fuck pot from being banged. Her asshole stays sore and she wakes up tasting cum on her lips. She proudly wears a cross given to her by her grandmother.
When evil Blaze sees her cross, she gets angry and tries to rip it off. Blaze believes that Chelsea is a fake and she aims to see her exposed for the whore she is. She gives Chelsea an overdose of drugs and takes her to an orgy. There, she and her BF (you) try to make Chelsea denounce her religion by berating her god.
Even when Blaze beats and tortures Chelsea, she refuses to be a devil worshipper. Blaze’s BF rapes her repeatedly in every possible way while Blaze does what she loves best….torturing the ignorant and innocent. Chelsea is beaten, shocked, and cut by Blaze in an attempt to make her admit what she is.
Will Chelsea give in? Will Blaze kill her? Join us in a battle of blasphemy and evil between two whores. We’ll let you decide who wins.
Category: Bloody phone sex
Chelsea and Blaze in “Good vs Evil”
You Make Me All Nipply
Her breasts were just to perky and pink for me to not have some fun with them. Her perfect body stretched out in an X formation, arms raised high above her head and bound by the wrists, her legs spread with a bar. Tears streaming down her face, she had long since stopped crying out and was sobbing, resigned to what ever fate I may have in store for her. Using every means at my disposal I have invaded every inch of her body making it mine. She has whelp marks on her fair skin with drops of blood creeping out of her skin. Her tight holes ave been filled with things that she never thought would ever be there and I have sucked her beautiful tits so far in my mouth they are a sore as a lactating mother’s. Now it is time for her to taste those nipples. Her tits, lovely as they are, are not big enough for me to put in her mouth Running my silver blade across her skin and bringing goose bumps to her flesh I tell her it will only hurt a little. I slice that pretty nipple right off and slide it between her lips, letting her taste all the goodness of her flesh.
Taboo Phone Sex with a Crossbow
I needed some extra cash, so I went against my nature and took a temp job in an office. I am not the kind of girl who plays well with others. I run with scissors aimed at people. I don’t fit the look, and I certainly don’t play the part of a secretary. Very hard for me to fake like I enjoy people. But, it was a week gig for some pretty good money, so I thought I could suck it up. Wrong. People’s voices got on my nerves. The constant stupid ass banter about Facebook and Twitter and whose marriage was in trouble and who was eating where. Who the fuck cares? People take a shit and they post in on their social media pages so people will know when they took a dump and how much it weighed. People need a life. The water cooler losers needed snuffed or tortured, especially the men.
The male office asshats were sexually harassing the Goth temp. That shit needed more than a seminar in respecting women to nip in the bud so to speak. I’m a take matters into my own hands kind of bitch anyway. I Macgyvered a little crossbow with pens, pencils, rubber bands and clips. Mixed a little drug compound that would make my targets loopy, practiced my aim from under a desk, then shot up some testicles like a hunter. I’m an evil genius. The pen would not stay lodged in their worthless nut sack. It would be like a small prick sensation (appropriate). They’d adjust the balls, go to the parking garage or the men’s bathroom where I would follow them with my big ass knife. Men with small pricks who harass women don’t deserve their balls. There are lots of reasons to castrate men, but the truth for me is that it is fucking fun as hell. Really gets me wet.
Suddenly this temp job was looking up. Any time I can castrate a man, I’m in heaven. I love removing junk. I’d lurk at my desk like Wednesday Addams, shooting the balls of the male employees with my make shift crossbow, then stalk them to where they went next for some junk removal. When I remove the balls of a worthless piece of shit, it commands respect; it commands fear. They look me right in the eyes as I slice off their testicles, take a soldering pen to the spot to stop the bleeding and laugh. They cry, whimper, apologize, beg, but never rat me out. Too embarrassing to admit that the creepy ass temp chick took their balls because they fondled her inappropriately. I will take your junk too if you look at me funny. But they are on best behavior in the office afterwards because they know I will take their dick next. I have a collection of balls in a mason jar in my desk to remind me that no one messes with Venus, unless Venus wants to be messed.
Strangulation snuff porn sites with Natasha
Time to do your homework, snuff porn addicts. We’re going to explore your favorite strangulation snuff porn sites and share some of the sickiest, goriest shit around. You know I’m a snuff freak. My pussy gets wet for the bloodiest porn I can find. I love to discuss ways to die. Strangulation is one of my personal favorites.
It’s a fucking power trip. Feeling the pulse of a living creature under my fingers, knowing that they are helpless, and slowly squeezing that life out of them. The pulse gets quicker as adrenaline rushes in and they begin to fight. But they are always weak and helpless. That pulse begins to falter and becomes choppy. A blue tinge creeps unto the lips. Eyes begin to roll. Extremities twitch. Live ebbs away. And comes the final beat and this is when my sicko pussy gushes. I’d love to get fucked as I choke the life out of someone.
Objects are good, too, but not as personal as my hands. I love a large cock inserted into a girls throat until she does the death twitch. And a Walmart bag is super cool as they almost inhale the bag while gasping and “dying” for a breath. Oooh, I’ve got a finger in my panties thinking about that.
And of course, there’s the classics. Rape fantasy sex followed by a wire or rope around the throat, throttling her as you use that dead pussy for one final load.
Pull up a chair and your favorite websites and let’s explore your evil side together.
Taboo Phone Sex Whore for Ass Rape Porn
Taboo phone sex whores who make snuff porn movies are in high demand. I answered an ad on the Back Pages for a killer film production. The pay was great and as usual, I needed money to party. I’ve done all sorts of staged violent films. I end up pretty black and blue, even bloody, but I heal. This film was supposedly an ass rape porn. I’m considered the queen of anal sex movies. I can take anything up my ass from baseball bats to broken bottles. I do anything for party money and the folks in my city know that very well.
When I showed up for the shoot, the director immediately tied me up. No script was provided, which honestly scared me a bit. Everyone in the industry, even underground directors, use a script of some , sort. He told me I had no lines; my job was just to look scared and scream a lot. That would be easy. I was nervous. Once, he started using my body as a punching bag and strangling me, well the screams were real. There were several men circling me. Punch after punch I grew weaker, but that was nothing compared to the brutal torture my ass took.
Baseball bats, fists, guns, wine bottles, hammers, jagged rocks…all got shoved up my ass as I was being skull fucked. I was regretting this gig. I could feel blood running down my ass. When they were done, they made me bend over so they could fuck my prolapsed ass back inside. It didn’t work. My ass was hanging from the inside out. They all sucked on it like a pacifier too. I realized soon, there was no camera anywhere. When I asked about what kind of film this was and when I would be paid, they kicked me and spit on me, the director even pissed in my face. “Stupid whore. No movie. No money. This was just us having fun with a worthless fucking pig,” the supposed director said to me as he tossed me out on to the street. I never seem to learn. I guess desperation makes me stupid.
So, I axed the bitch!!!
It was sweet revenge for me. She stole my BF in high school and I swore I would get her back. She had just moved back to town with her gorgeous husband, hot teen daughter, and sweet little boy. She drove a fancy convertible and I fucking hated her.
I talked to my snuff accomplice, Mr. D, and he agreed that she needed to pay. Plus, she was a tasty little bit and he wanted to fuck the shit out of her while she died, along with her pretty brats. When he tasted blood, he could fuck for hours. I just wanted to taste blood and karma. Plus, everyone would blame her cheating dog spouse for the murders.
We broke in that night into the teen daughter’s room. Her virgin pussy tasted so good. Mr. D gouged bloody chunks out of her tiny pussy while I carved her a new windpipe. She gurgled as she choked on her dying breath. I came twice watching her get fucked. Next was the little guy. Mr. D doesn’t discriminate when it comes to tight butthole. The little fucker was a squealer, as he got that huge cock shoved from his asshole up into his throat. Dr. D gave him a big load right into his bloody shitter. I stabbed him several times but the little bastard got loose, bleeding in the hallway, all the way to Mommy’s room.
I saved the best for last. Swinging my ax, I followed the blood trail to the bitch’s room. She was holding her dead son, covered in blood. I saw the fear and it fueled my rage. I stood over her and reached down, pinching a firm nipple. “Remember me?” I purred. My ax came down right on her head and I smashed her skull to bits. Mr. D watches me, smiling, as I leave her brains in a puddle. He flips her body over and shoves his cock into her dead pussy. I masturbate furiously as he fucks her headless corpse. And just as he’s ready to cum, he pulls it out and spews it all over my bloody face. I lick my lips. Mmmmm, sweet pussy and sweeter revenge.
It was Me or Her
I stumbled and fell, but was ripped back up by my nipples. “Get the fuck up slut.” A guy from my Dad’s crew ordered me. He twisted my nipples hard then attached nipple clamps to each one. My nipples were rock hard and throbbing. “Mmm you like that don’t you, you fucking pain slut” he spit in my face as he attached a chain to my nipple clamps, dragging me along. I stumbled some more but he continued to tug me along by my nipples. We reached a place in the middle of the woods; a mattress was there on the ground, as was more guys than I could count. I recognized almost all of them, all were either my Dad’s workers or friends. They were going to torture me again. Fuck me raw until my holes were wide open, dripping with cum… blood and cum dried onto my face. He threw me onto the mattress face first, taking a fist to my ass already causing me to scream. As I opened my mouth another cock was there already fucking my face. I coughed and gag and moaned as my ass and mouth were violated. I am such a fucking slut. I deserve this, I love this. I feel my cunt sopping wet, and I am ashamed. Being their whore, their cum dumpster, their pain loving slut makes me so turned on. Suddenly my face is being brought up and I see another girl has arrived to the party. But I know she won’t make it out, I am the only one who lives to remember what happens at night with Daddy’s friends. They push her to the ground and begin to fulfill all their rape fantasies, and drag me over to fulfill their snuff phone sex fantasies too. She is laying there, sobbing, bloody and covered in piss and cum. They hand me an ax and tell me it’s me or her, and of course I obey them… I am a good submissive slut – I bid her goodbye with one good hack to the neck.
Let’s go old school
Bored and tired of snuffing all the same dumb idiots the same boring way? Yeah, me too. Let’s take things back to 1892 and go on a Lizzie Borden rampage. My choice of weapon this time; an ax – ready to chop and hack away at whatever pathetic slut that gets in my fucking way. I wanted to have the perfect killing, just like Lizzie Borden so I started my research. I read all about the things she had done, my pussy started to get wet. I scrolled down on Wikipedia, and that’s when I came across an anonymously written skipping-rope rhyme sung to the tune of the then-popular song Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay. I started to rub my cunt as I read it,
“Lizzie Borden took an ax
And gave her mother forty whacks.
When she saw what she had done,
She gave her father forty-one.”
My cunt was practically dripping, I felt the need so bad, I wanted it, I needed it so fucking bad. I closed my laptop and grabbed my ax, and my hatchet for good measure. I watched from across the street of the local park, looking for the piece of shit who’s head I was going to bash in. My cunt was throbbing hard, I decided to pick the young slutty looking Mom. No one cares about this fucking whore anyway. I followed her she went to her car, parked away from everyone else. One hit to the back of the head and that bitch was out. I shoved her into the trunk and took her out of town…to one of my favorite places. She was awake when I stopped…kicking and screaming. I opened the trunk ready as she tried to jump and run I slammed my ax down onto her head…no mercy, no explanation. She fell back, the blood flowing and I started hacking…
I die, They cheer…
So I was lost in this big foreign city while I was hitchhiking across europe. I couldn’t read any of the signs cause it was all in another language. My friends had all split, leaving me on my own in the dark. I was heading down a street when this guy came up to me. He asked me if I was lost and I nodded. Just my luck that he knew english. He told me he was taking me some place I could rest and then he’d help take me back to my friends in the morning. It wasn’t safe in the dark, there were creatures out. Crazy old world crap. LOL Like there are monsters and such.
The place he took me was some kind of theater and we went in the back where I got to meet many of his friends. Lovely folks in costumes as they were putting on a show this evening. They said I could watch. So setting my stuff down, I moved to the side stage behind the curtains to watch. It was a little silly as they were all pretending they were playing vampires or something like that. Then I felt someone grab my wrist and they pulled me out onto the stage.
The lights were blinding for a moment as my clothes were ripped from my body. They were saying something about a sacrifice and a feeding. A group of them surrounded my body. I cried out for help from the crowd, but they laughed as they thought I was part of the show. Then I felt teeth. Looking to my wrist, there was the guy that had pulled me off the street, he had sunk his teeth into my wrist and was drinking it. Then someone else bit into my skin and I cried out. More teeth, more pain as they drank from me till I started getting cold and shaking. These vampire freaks were draining me dry… to the sound of people laughing and clapping..
Snuff porn movies with Chelsea
I’m cornered. I feel his foul breath, reeking of ass and beer. He pinches my tit, hard. I whimper and he smiles. But this is no movie. This is one of those real life snuff porn movies and I’m a victim.
He runs the blade up under my clothes, cutting me from waist to neck. I feel the blood begin to flow. He rubs his fingers through the wound and brings them to my mouth. I refuse to open and he punches me, knocking out my teeth. I suck them, feeling the blood trickling down my throat. His cock is rigid now and pushing into my gaping stomach wound. I scream in pain as his meat blade cuts into my liver, severing my kidneys with a hard thrust. I’m bleeding internally now, my lungs filling up with fluid. I gurgle deep in my throat as I began to convulse. I drop to my knees.
My dying gasps make him more excited. He needs his release. He stabs me right between my huge tits, carving a pussy into my chest cavity. He stuffs his cock deep into the bleeding hole, feeling my heart beating against his cock. Ramming himself into me, he empties his balls into my dying heart, the last beat squeezing the cum from his cock.
As my dead body hits the floor, he decides to save it for later tonight, when the moon is full….