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Evil on Friday

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Friday the 13th is coming. All the CRAZIES cum on Friday the 13th! The day of evil is coming. All that shit makes me laugh. The “Crazies” that are out and about are the one’s I enjoy taking. I snatch them up, listen to them moan in pain from having their heads cracked with a heavy lead pipe. They claimed they loved evil, they wanted to see it for themselves. So why the fuck are these bitches crying? Begging me to let at least his girlfriend go! Oh I’ll let you go as soon as I am done with you and her. Done hearing you scream for mercy, scream in pain, scream for help. No one but me and my friends are going to hear you. Have I showed you my friends and how badly they want your sexy blonde Goth girlfriend?

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They don’t come out and hunt for stupid wanna be whores like her on Friday the 13th. No no sweetie. Sick in the head people like me and them search for bitches like her every mother fucking day! They knew how horny I was so they brought me both of you.  I love how cute your little girlfriend looks tied down and forced to be fucked. You are going to watch as I slowly rip off her nipples, cut off body parts you love and feed them to the demon beast. Then you are going to watch all of my friends fuck your whore girlfriend as she slowly slips away never to wake up from this Friday night! Next is your turn. I’ll keep your tiny dick to remember you by! 

Ass Rape Porn: The Phallus of Doom

Everything was blurry as I awoke from a strange sleep or stupor. Standing over me was Master, the one that is a producer and this is supposed to be an ass rape porn shoot we’re doing. But, this scene seemed off from any I have done before. A tide of lust started to course through my body making every cell feel alive. This was a feeling I have never experienced and it started deep inside my cunt.

Looking on as I became more conscious I noticed Master and another woman were standing over me and the woman had this strap-on with the most exquisite black onyx cock with a defined head and deep curve to it. This phallus was magical I could tell and I knew I had just been fucked by it as the way I feel is like I had a dozen orgasms in 10 minutes.

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They continued to fuck me with this phallus and Master’s cock also penetrated me from behind while I took the amazing onyx in my cunt. Little did I know this phallus was named the phallus of doom as it brings the pleasured one to their end by orgasm.

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accomplice phone sexI banged her head on the floor so hard that I felt her skull crack. It’s just so easy to kill. You were laughing your ass off stroking your cock. I knew that you were excited. Necrophilia was your favorite thing. You liked me to get them right on the edge of death in a violent fashion. Once her eyes rolled back and her breaths were swallow, it was your turn. You loved the feeling of “fucking her to death.” You rammed your cock in every hole, listening for that faint last moan and your favorite “death rattle.” As she began to cool, you got even more turned on, warming her carcass with spurts of cum. You were just as evil as me. We had just found this little victim as she came home from school. Such a petite blonde beauty cluttering up this world. She just begged to be taken. One little opportunity is all it takes, people, and you too could be the fuck meat on my slab.

snuff phone sexIf you can’t take evil, wicked, bloody, and dead, better leave my blogs now. I am far from normal and so are you. Let’s violate, plunder, beat, and kill. Who’s on your mind tonight?

 

Alien Impregnation

fantasy phone sexI was walking home from the club after a fight with my dealer. I was a wreck and needed some shit bad. I had the shakes and I felt queasy. Then my damn heel broke and I fell on my face and hit my head. When I looked up, there was a bright light. A large vehicle was in front of me and a dark shadow came out. Wracked with pain, I asked if he had any drugs. He laughed and took my arm. I was led aboard this fucked up place filled with men. Not ordinary men. Bald, scrawny men. They all moved to touch my giant tits and probe my pussy. The leader screeched at them in a foreign language, making them know that I was his. In his quarters, he turned to me and showed me a giant penis. It was fucking huge. “Drugs.” I begged. He seemed to understand and injected me with something that burned like fire. I felt like I was on the edge of a massive orgasm. He pushed me to the pallet, climbing on top of me, forcing his monster cock into me. I felt my pussy tear but there was no pain. Then he bit me on the tit, his fangs sinking into my flesh. I felt my skin melt and I became a fuck machine. I rode my alien lover in every position as he squealed and dumped loads of cosmic ooze into my slit. Afterward, he injected me again and blackness took me.

I woke up on a grassy knoll. I wondered how long I’d been out and if it had been a hallucination. In my hand was a bag of sci-fi looking injectors like my captor had used. As I struggled to my feet, I felt something move inside of me, like the kicking of the unborn. Had I been used as a breeder for the alien race or was it just the drugs taking their toll.

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To be continued….

 

Fucking Daddy Out Of Trouble

snuff phone sexI get asked all the time why I allow myself to be treated like a worthless fuck whore simply because my Daddy is addicted to gambling. He gets himself into a large debt he can’t pay and those gamblers can get really angry and mean. He always offers my services to pay his bill in full. He tells them I will be a perfect subby pain whore for them. I will graciously accept torture sex as what is due to me for being such a dumb little nasty cunt. Daddy especially loves loaning me out for suffocation phone sex. He loves getting all those videos of my head lolling around as everything blacks out from your tight hands at my throat. The more sadistic your fantasies are, the more I enjoy them. The reason I always fuck Daddy out of trouble is simple. I am about as addicted to painful fucking as Daddy is to gambling. I could never find this many kinky men on my own, but they seem abundant in Daddy’s circle. Besides being addicted, be treated like a worthless dumbass slut always gets me turned on. So – how much does Daddy owe you?

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Bondage Phone Sex Torture

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex is fun with the right master. I, however, do not have the right one. My eldest son from my first marriage hates that I am fucking his half brothers. He thinks my whore pussy only belongs to him. He wants access to it 24/7. He texted me last week to come to his office and blow his cock like a good mommy, but I ignored him because I was enjoying fucking my youngest  sons. My punishment was severe. He came over later that night and sodomized me with a whiskey bottle in from of his half siblings. Then he tied me to a wooden cross for some torture. He punched my stomach, slapped my face and bound my tits. “Whose whore are you mommy,” he seethed as his fist penetrated my cunt. He wanted me to say his and only his, but I couldn’t. I love his brothers. They are the only men in my life who don’t hurt me. I am a goddess to them. The longer I refused to say what he wanted to hear, the angrier, more violent he became. My first born is a misogynistic prick just like his daddy. I was still refusing to give him what he wanted, so he pissed in a cup and forced my mouth open. He threatened to make me swallow a pitcher of his urine if I didn’t give him what he wanted. I have drank piss before. Tons of it. He should know that is not a breaking point for me. Neither is sodomizing me or smacking me around. Been there, done that. When I was not complying, he threatened his brothers. Now he had me at a breaking point. Sodomizing his brothers, even snuffing them out would make me do anything. He knew it too. He whipped his cock out, smacked their little faces with his hard dick then I said it. “I’m your whore only your whore.” I didn’t mean it. I know the next time I blow him off for boy dick he may just kill me.

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Daddy Watches Fantasy Shemale Rape Porn And Hires A Tranny

Domination phone sexDaddy had gotten turned on watching fantasy shemale rape porn and decided to hire a tranny escort to fuck me.  As soon as she saw me an evil glint came into her eyes and she told me how much fun she was going to have with me. A video recorder was set up so that Daddy could see every move that was made. She started by shoving her big tranny cock down my throat. She gagged me hard and blocked my airway. I was at the point of suffocation but she didn’t care. She grabbed me by the hair holding me in place, her cock deep in my throat as she held me by my hair pulling and pushing me up and down on her cock. She tossed me around like I was a ragdoll, beating and punching my worthless whorish body. She told me Daddy said she could use me in whatever way she wanted but to make it brutal. After choking me on her cock, she pushed me down on all fours and rammed her cock straight up my dry asshole with no lube or prep at all. Her tranny cock ripped my ass and made me bleed. She laughed at my whimpers. The whole time she was brutally fucking my bleeding ass, she was spanking me on my bare bottom, exclaiming over how much prettier my whore ass looked in the different shades of red and purple. She pinched my nipples so hard, I thought they would be twisted off. They as well ended up purple and bruised. She used my body much of the night, using whips and rope to beat me and restrain me. She used different size toys to fuck all my holes, laughing the whole time at my tears. At some point, I blacked out, because when I awoke, my beaten and battered body was on the couch in my own living room. My Daddy was watching the video she had made and was stroking his cock. He then pushed me to the floor, pulled me up on all fours and began fucking my poor bloodied asshole just as hard and deep and the shemale had. I was so thankful when he unloaded his large amount of cum in my body, coating the rips and tears in my ass, making them feel so much better.

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Castration Phone Sex: I’m Your Junk Removal Accomplice

castration phone sexCastration phone sex requires balls. I don’t mean the pathetic little nut sack dangling beneath your equally pathetic dick. I mean it takes courage, something that so many losers with worthless equipment actually possess. I get a shit ton of callers begging me to rid them of their useless and very disappointing testicles. My motto has always been, “testicles are for winners.” If you are calling me for a taboo phone sex call where I take your worthless junk, please be willing to hurt yourself at the very least. I mean the first step is recognizing that your worthless. The second step is seeking help, which my callers do when they call me for junk removal services. However, only so much of a hurt I can put on you, if you are not willing to do some self damage.  So, here are the tools you need. Booze. You will need something strong like bourbon or whiskey to dull the pain. Alcohol was anesthesia for centuries.  Duct tape. You can strap your pathetic wiener  to your belly exposing your balls for better torture or castration. You can use rope too. You need to separate your balls from your dick. Get a hammer, or some sort of blunt object. One hard smack and you can bust a nut. Literally flatten it. A sharp object is required for those who are serious about castration and it is just not fantasy for them. A kitchen knife, a razor blade, and exacto knife…. you get the picture. Something sharp enough to cut the flesh from your body. The final thing you need is a smoldering pen. Something to cauterize the wound because there will be blood. You can even use a heated frying pan. Just something really hot to seal the wound. It would really be nice for me if you were serious about castration, as serious as I am. I can tell the difference between real pain and acting. So man up. Get some proverbially balls to lose your real balls. Castration is not for the weak, but if you are serious about home castration, I am your junk removal accomplice.

Torture Sex Revenge

torture sexI got wicked drunk last night. Fuck, I was high too. Some guy at a bar gave me some good blow. We were doing lines on the bar and drinking 80 proof bourbon. I’m a tall woman. I can usually hold my liquor, not last night. I woke up with a different man. And not in the way you assume. I was on some rack. Naked, tied up, with little metal clips all over my body. It was pure torture sex. My skin felt like it was on fire. The metal was piercing my flesh. There was a funnel gag in my mouth and I was drinking something rank. Well being forced to chug it actually. “How do you like my piss, Cassie,” he inquired with a snarky grin on his face. He didn’t look familiar at all.  He saw the look on my face. “Don’t remember me whore,” he seethed? I was scared. Clearly, I had pissed this guy off at some point in my life, but no clue when or where. He tried to jog my memory, but when I was not getting a clue, it just pissed him off further. He started burning my flesh with a cigar. The worst was when he put it out on my clit. I screamed in pain. He sat me up to torture my cunt. Fucked me with a burning stogie while yanking on the clips attached to my pussy. He was face to face with me; staring me dead on in the eyes.  As he was burning my thighs and clit with the cigar, it hit me. I did know him. Not by name, but in the elevator of my building. He was making sure I knew him now. He carved his name in my stomach. Billy. According to him, a whore like me has no right snubbing anyone. I will never forget him now.

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