Snuff porn of women is so popular. I just don’t get it. I told my drug dealer I thought men who wanted to snuff out and hurt women were misogynistic assholes with tiny dicks. He punched me in the face. I lost consciousness, because the next thing I knew, I was in a dog collar with a leash being sold to the highest bidder. He decided I needed taught some manners. He thought I should be re-schooled in the proper way a woman talks to a man. “You need to learn your place, whore,” he informed me as he sold me for $2,000 to some stranger. I thought I was being punked until some dude put a leash on my collar and dragged me to his car. He put me in the trunk like luggage. Drove for what seemed like forever over bumpy terrain. He yanked me from the trunk, dragged me across a dirt road to a little shack in the middle of nowhere. I still half ass thought I was being punked. Then the guy that bought me passed me on to a gang of men for more money. I was tossed in the basement, put in a cage and when the lights came on I saw about two dozen more women caged like scared animals just like me. What do you think my fate will be?
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Snuff Porn: Stupid Whore for Sale
Murder phone sex fantasies
Murder phone sex fantasies are my favorite calls to do. I love the details you give of snuffing me. The bloodier the better. The nastier the better. I love it all. I will do whatever you tell me to no matter what pain it may cause me. I’m an excellent cock sucker and would love for you to skull fuck me so I can show you how willing I am. I bet you would love to bend me over and just rape my ass. I want to scream in pain while you force me to cut myself. The blood just makes your cock harder. I am here to please you. I love all your medieval toys that you use to torture me. I love spilling my blood just for you. I’m such a fucking snuff whore. Just for you. I crave snuff. I need it. It’s all I can think about and it’s the only thing that can make me cum really hard. But my pleasure is not important, it’s yours.
Ass Rape Porn or Rape Porn Videos: This Stupid Cunt Makes Both
Ass rape porn is what I thought I signed up for. I’m a frequent flyer to underground non vanilla porn shoots. I make a good side living giving my ass up on camera for anyone and anything. I’m an anal sex whore. This porn shoot appeared to be like any other anal sex video I have worked on before. But after I blew my co-star, it became obvious that rape porn videos were being made instead. I didn’t sign up to be gangbanged by about 100 frat boys. I blew one dude, then I was forcibly tied down and sodomized by 99 more. WTF? I tried to protest but was told stupid whores get what they deserve. The men didn’t care that I was crying. That I didn’t want this at all. They saw my ass as a port in the storm and me as a stupid cunt. The more I protested, the harder they sodomized me. They weren’t content with just fucking my ass either. My cunt and mouth got used too. I was coated in cum. My ass prolapsed. My pussy was bleeding, which is hard to accomplish with as much as I get fucked. Afterwards I was given a measly $100, when the agreed amount was $200 for one co star. “Be lucky we pay you anything, whore,” I was told as I was tossed out of the studio on my already battered ass. I never seem to learn.
Blood Trails in the Winter Forest
I followed the trail of blood out into the snow. The bitch thought she could get away by chewing through her ropes. She didn’t realize that there was shattered glass on the floor and her cries had echoed through the basement. I laughed to myself as I let her run. Nothing but miles of woods out there. If frostbite and coyotes didn’t get her, I would.
She was one of those bitches that you just fucking hate. Perfect, rich, spoiled, driving a new Beamer that Daddy bought for her at graduation. Daddy couldn’t save her now. See, this pretty little slut fucked with the wrong girl. I was at a party with my BF, Brian. He was a classic bad boy with a eye for pretty blondes. He thought a bathroom blowjob wouldn’t hurt me. It didn’t. He died in a wreck that night. Bad brakes..hehe. But she knew that she did. I’d been in love with him. The way she looked at me and licked her lips when she came out of that bathroom haunted me. I decided to bide my time and make her life hell. I got her fired for drugs in her car. I killed her cat and left it on her porch. I hacked her email and sent ugly letters to her friends and family. I’m a cunning whore and revenge is a game. Finally, I stalked her to a club one night, drugged her drink, and then “rescued” her, telling the bartender that I would get her home safely.
She woke up beaten in my basement, stomp marks all over her pretty face. I had cracked a rib and slashed her tits. The pain was intense despite her hangover and she moaned loudly….until she saw me. A shriek stopped in her throat and she knew she was dead. I laughed as she whimpered, leaving her to wonder how and when. Poor pretty fool figured she could escape. She was so very wrong.
She’d been wandering in the woods for over 3 hours when I found her. She had bled profusely. Her bare feet were frozen solid as were the tears on her face. There was a gaping wound on her thigh where a timber wolf had attacked her. You could see meat and bones and I knew the pack would soon be back. “Please, help me.” she mouthed. I laughed an evil laugh that echoed through the frozen forest. I turned my back on her and walked away. As I exited the darkening woods, I heard her desperate scream. It was the cold and lonely wail of a walking dead woman. The winter-starved wolves will feast tonight.
Mommy Ass Rape Porn Cures Cabin Fever
Ass rape porn during a winter storm was on my agenda today. Or I should say it was on my son’s agenda. He had a few friends over because of the snow day not realizing it was going to snow as much as it did. I was fine being snowed in because I had my own private stash of white snow to pass the time. My son and his friends got cabin fever as soon as the power went out and they could not play their video games anymore. They burst into my room half naked, hard cocks in their hands and I knew what was in store for me. I was going to get gangbanged, double penetrated and force fucked. At least until the power came back on. My son saw my bowl of nose candy; pretty much pilfered it, then pilfered my ass. I don’t mind a good ass fucking, but when my son and his friends get high, they get merciless. Just anally assaulting me with their dicks was not enough. I got fists up my fuck holes, beer bottles and the biggest glass dildo known to man. Where the fuck it came from, I had no idea; but it hurt like a bitch. I needed more candy, but they snorted it all. My son wanted me to feel every inch of that cold glass in my ass. I prayed for the snow to stop and the power to return so I could just go back to partying with myself, but this was the big black cock of snowstorms: 16 inches in one setting. The power was out for hours. My ass took a beating from three horny boys When the power came back on however, they didn’t lose interest in my ass. They just gained interest in my pussy.
Snuff Porn Star: Dying to Get into Snuff Movies
Snuff porn is a popular genre, but it is mostly fake. Or at least that is what I convince myself when a guy buys me to make a little underground film. I am always told I look so hot guys would pay good money to kill and torture me. I think it’s a compliment. My audition was standard. I showed off my body, screamed a little and sucked the producer off. Standard casting procedure for adult films. Lots of hot young girls dying to get on screen. I don’t care about being famous or infamous. I just want to be hurt. I just want to die. During my audition, I begged the producers to star me in something really gory and painful. I have a personal death wish. Pain, death dismemberment arouse me. When filming began, I was looking forward to something pretty horrific and extreme. My producer was Japanese and Asia makes the most gruesome snuff movies ever. I was tied to a bed with electrodes attached to my breasts, ass and pussy. This appeared pretty lame to me. I have been shocked before; that is not the kind of pain I deserve; not the kind of pain I want. A cattle prod or stun gun are like bee stings to me. But then, a switch was flipped and I was howling in pain, convulsing everywhere. I peed the bed, threw up and shook uncontrollably. I was sweating bullets, cramping all over when the switch was flipped again and again and again. My skin was burning. My flesh was charring. I was being cooked from the inside out and it made me cum so hard. I begged them to keep flipping the switch until I was dead but they refused to actually kill me. Would you finish them off for me? I deserve to die.
Sexy calls with Rory
I had a very sexy call tonight with a man named Rory. He told me we could be a couple. That he thinks I am the one he could fall in love with. He is just like me. Sick and so fucking twisted. He told me how he was born just like me. Born with out feelings, born evil. We took a evil journey together. We found a slut walking down the street. One of those lonely loser girls, the one who could be missing for a few days and no one would miss her for days. We took her back to my house. We tied her to a chair and put hooks in her nose. We took turns farting in her face. Making sure she got the full smell of each nasty fart in her face. We farted in her face and mouth until she puked all over herself. We took turns pissing on her and making her our toilet. She is going to be our pet until she was boring. Then we would get rid of her together. I think he might be right.
What is Your Medical Fetish Phone Sex Fantasy?
Medical fetish phone sex takes on all kinds of forms I discovered. Honestly, I thought it was just castration or other kinds of male sexual torture. I had never done such a call before, until a sick perverted doctor wanted to play doctor with this dirty mommy. I showed up for my yearly gynecological exam not suspecting what was in store for me. I was in the stirrups waiting to have my pussy checked out by the professional, when I heard voices. Another man was in the room. My doctor assured me it was just his PA, but as I turned to look, my ankles were restrained to the stirrups and a spiked specula was inserted in my pussy. It hurt like hell as he widened it. I could feel my pussy bleeding as the spikes dug into my vaginal wall. I let out a scream, as the PA strapped my head down and shoved his cock in my mouth to silence me. I peed in fear all over Dr. Demento between my legs. I was restrained on a medical table for hours while two supposed medical professionals did torturous experiments on my female parts. My labia lips were sliced. My clit was burned and over stimulated to the point of excruciating pain. My vaginal wall scraped with no pain medication like a backyard abortion. I was told I was a dirty whore who plays with her sons. Incest is a sin that deserved the ultimate punishment. Yes, I am a dirty mommy, but I don’t hurt my sons. They love playing with me. I pleaded for forgiveness, but was only given more pain. I was fucked and sodomized with a cattle prod until I could smell my burning flesh. I later learned that I was sterilized so that I would never give birth again. If two medical doctors could hurt me so badly, I wonder what you could do to me? Whatever your taboo phone sex fantasy is, I bet I am the perfect victim for your depraved desires.
Violent phone sex with Morticia
I saw sweet Kali when she came to my house. Such a big mistake. Her pale skin and light brown hair turned me on. Her big innocent doe eyes told me everything I needed to know about her. She came right into my web. She walked in not knowing that if she was able to walk out. I was going to hurt her. Make her scream as I staple her pussy lips together and then rip them out. I want to make her cum over and over again until she fucking passes out. I want to hear her scream as I stick my fist inside her tight cunt. She will try to run but she is tied up. This bitch’s pussy will never be right again after I am done with her.
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Cum True
Rape phone sex fantasies are fun to explore with my callers. Just don’t tell a guy you are fucking that you get off to being force fucked. I’m seeing this new guy and we shared our dark fantasies. I told him, I had a stranger rape fantasy. The very next day as I was walking home from the corner store after picking up some cigarettes and alcohol, a few guys jumped me in the alley. I thought to myself, what a coincidence? I wasn’t too scared in reality, but I played the part. I screamed and begged for mercy. Informed my attackers I would do anything they wanted if they just didn’t hurt me. They roughed me up quite a bit, even bound my legs and arms so I couldn’t run away. They violated all my holes at once, called me names, even pissed in my face. Never once did they call me anything but whore. As they were skull fucking me and strangling my throat, I began to wonder if this wasn’t coincidence after all. My guy would not get that rough with me. He certainly wouldn’t damage me. He likes fucking me, doesn’t want to ruin me. I started to really get scared, no more play acting. When one of my assailants broke off a dirty beer bottle and sodomized my ass til it tore, I knew this was not an arranged attack. But I was mistaken. It was arranged. After they came in me, beat me up and sodomized me with a broken bottle, I was informed this was a message from Mr. Payton not to cheat on him. Apparently one of my masters caught wind of the fact that I was dating a normal guy and enjoying sex. He didn’t like it much. Stupid submissive whores don’t have boyfriends. They have masters. Another lesson learned the hard way.