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Ass rape porn; how delightful…

ass rape pornI was given a new pet yesterday… not a furry pet but a human one. He was a wimpy little bitch with a whiny little voice and the smallest dick I have ever seen. Seriously, this thing was maybe an inch long, it looked more like a swollen clit than a cock. His former owner told me that all this little bitch did was whine and cry, that every time she would beat him he would just cry more and beg to be released. He was just a waste of space really, absolutely no one at all could deal with him but he knew too much about us to just let him go.That’s why he was given to me, I was going to be the one to punish him, torture him and eventually kill him. His death was NOT going to be an easy one either… he had annoyed me way too many times for that! We restrained him with his ass up in the air… we were making some ass rape porn so this whiny little fuck could live on in infamy online. I had the perfect strap on for this whore… it is 14 inches long, 4 inches thick and the whole thing is wrapped in razor wire so as soon as I slid it between his cheeks he started to bleed like crazy! He was trying to scream but he was gagged so all he could do was moan and cry and that bullshit certainly wasn’t going to make us stop, I kept right on reaming his asshole while his former owner wrapped a rubber band around his pitiful cock and balls. We were going to take his tiny little manhood away before we killed him, he was way too proud of that nasty little thing to be allowed to keep it in death. One smooth slice with the knife was all it took, his balls and cock were laying on the floor and he was bleeding out all over the floor…

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My First Sugar Daddy and his Rape Fantasies !!

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My First Sugar Daddy made me is victim to make his fantasy come true. This was when I learned if I wanted everything I dreamed of I would do as I was told and he would give me what I wanted. It works out great. My Sugar Daddy would torture me and force me anytime I wanted anything. So that was all the time. I wanted money to shopping he would tie me up and pour hot wax on my nipples and clit. Then he would take his 10-inch cock and a 12 in dildo and fuck my tight ass for hours on end. I got what I wanted and so did he. He would sneak into room throw my window and kidnap me and take me to an empty warehouse so he could do as he wanted with me and not one would hear anything. Once he got me in his van he would blind fold me and rip off my clothes and put on my collar and clams on my nipples. When we got to the warehouse he would lead me in with leash hooked to my collar I was blind folded so I never knew what was next. It was always something new he had every BSDM Toy you could dream off. He more he did to me the more thing I could get when he was done. He never took me back home when he was done with me he would just untie me and leave blind folded and leave what he thought I should on the table then he leave once he was gone I could take off the blind fold and get dressed if he left me clothes and then I would have to walk home. My Sugar Daddy new how to treat me. I bet you know how to treat me also why don’t we fine out .

Snuff Sex and Torture Sex is all I Deserve

snuff sex cassieSnuff sex is the only sex for a blonde bimbo. Look at me? Fake tits. Bleach blonde hair. Botox all over my face. I scream bimbo. I love a dominant man with an evil streak. I am not a vanilla girl friend.  I am a freak on a leash wearing a collar with your name on it. David told me I was a worthless whore in need of some discipline. I tried to tell him that he didn’t need to break me in because daddy took care of that years ago. He punched me in the face making my nose bleed. “If you were so broke in bitch, you wouldn’t talk back. And you would only speak when spoken too,” he screamed at me. He scared me. Maybe I needed to be scared. Blood trickling down my face, he forced me on my knees to test my cock sucking skills.”Those swollen lips are going to feel good on my dick, whore,” he said with a grin as he began to skull fuck me. I accidentally nipped the ridge of his cock with my tooth as he was banging my mouth with such force. He shoved me off his cock, wrapped his hands around my throat and managed to pick me up like that. I felt like a bug he could easily squash. I am a tall woman too, but he was super strong and super mean. He tossed me against a wall. I fell to the floor.

torture sex cassie spsI started to crawl away, but his foot kicked me back down. He beat my ass black and blue before pulling me by my hair to a rack. On a St. John’s board one is usually facing her Master, but he strapped me down so my back was towards him. Not knowing what was going to happened scared me more than seeing it coming. Torture sex came next. He whipped me like a slave on a plantation in Georgia in the 1800s. I could feel my skin tearing open, blood pouring down my back from my wounds.  I pissed my myself before I passed out from the pain. I woke up in the hospital. No clue how I got there or how long I had even been there. The nurse said I was found naked in an alley bleeding but my boyfriend identified me and had been to see me daily. There were flowers next to my bed with a note that read, “Speedy recovery love, we have more games to play.”

Castration Phone Sex is My Favorite Taboo Phone Sex Call

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is my favorite. Why? Because testicles are for winners. Let’s be honest here. If you read past the first sentence, you are not a winner. You are a loser with a tiny dick or a broke down dick or just a fucking moron who has no reason procreating. A real man would see the word castration and say to himself, “What the fuck,” and not read any further. Not you right? You are still reading this because you know you do not deserve your balls. You need a woman like me in your life who will not hesitate to remove your junk. I have a special place in my cold dark heart for losers who can admit their short comings and ask for help. It won’t make me not remove said loser’s balls, but I will do so more compassionately. You piss me off or fight me, your testicles get fed to the animals and you don’t get the benefit of a soldering iron. You can just bleed out.

My reputation for junk removal is well known in certain parts. Often times I get men sending me letters with pictures pleading for me to whack off their nuggets. Many offer to pay me for my time and service. Just last week, I gave  Bob the chance to lose his balls for a small fee. He had been begging me for months. No money was ever offered up until he got in trouble with the law for exposing his little click stick to some young girls, who by the way laughed at him and snapped pictures they later posted on Instagram and Snapchat before calling the police.  When I arrived at his place, I found him with a castration band already around his balls. They were turning blue and he was having difficulty talking. I put a ball gag in his mouth so his neighbors would not hear the screams. I laid a towel down underneath him as not to stain his carpet. And, I handcuffed him to a chair so he could not fight me.

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I have lots of ways to take off nuts, but Bob was getting the compassionate service since he paid me $2,000. A grand a nut.  I pulled his balls down and sliced at the skin being tugged away from his body by the band with my big blade. Blood splattered;  Bob passed out and his nuts fell to the ground. I cauterized the wound, used some smelling salts to revive him, then left him his testicles as a memento . How you interact with me determines if your get the compassionate service or if you bleed out on your living room rug.

Sadistic Easter

bondage phone sexYou had to be sick to use a holy holiday to fuel your sadistic pleasures. Yet, that is exactly what you’ve done. For days you kept me locked in a cage suffering, giving only water and bread for nourishment. Occasionally, you would open my cage to feed your own pleasure. Once stuffing your cock down my throat, gagging me on each stroke, raping my throat hard and cumming deep in my belly. Another you pleasured me by eating my pussy, but only long enough to get me wanting and then leaving me without allowing my orgasm. Finally you take me out of my cage, only to punish me with the whip, lashes across my back and buttocks, laughing evilly as the skin breaks and my warm blood begins to spill. Yet, even with all that, you are still not through torturing me. Now I find myself hung on a cross – arms and legs spread eagle as I await your next punishment. How else will you use my poor beaten and battered body?Will I finally get release or will there only be more pain? And this is my Easter…

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Make me your victim just like this !

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I was at the local park jogging as I every afternoon. Yesterday was different I ended up going later in the day it was almost dark when I got there but that’s ok I grow up in the town and in this park. So I felt very safe there. When I parked my car there were a few cars in the parking lot so I know I was not alone. I got out and put on the headset and locked up my car,and headed over to the jogging trail. Once I got there I looked around me and did not anyone so I turned on my music and took off. The running trail was made of gravel and dirt about 10 miles long went around the full park in and out of the woods up and down hills. While jogging along the trail I kept hearing someone behind me but when I looked back no one was there. So my mind was playing tricks on me I guess. So that’s what I tried to tell myself my mind is just playing tricks on me. The more I jogged into the wood the darker it got. I heard someone running behind me so I turned to look. That’s when it happened I was hit upside my head and knocked down on the gravel road. I could not see anything all I knew was I had his weight on me holding me down to the ground.

 I tried to yell but he covered my mouth with his big hand. He said if you want to walk away from this alive then you will do as your told. He took his hand off my mouth and grabbed my wrist and pulled me over into the woods. Once in the wood he bound my hands together and pulled out a knife cutting off my top with one slice then ripping off my bra and using it as a gag so I could not scream for help. I had tears running down my face he seemed to enjoy my crying. He used his knife to cut off my pants when he saw I was not wearing underwear he called me a slut and punched me in the face over and over the more I cried the more he laughed and get turned on. He said that right bitch you’re going to make my Rape fantasy come true. He pulled his dick out and pushed it hard into my pussy while putting both hands around my throat choking me I could not breathe I had a gag in my mouth his dick in my pussy and his and checking me out. The harder he fucked me the tighter his hands got around my throat. Before I knew it I started blocking in and out I could fill him in me and hear him but I could not more than the lights went out everything thing went black I just knew I was going to die right there in the park where I grow up. Not sure how long is went one I was blacked out. I wake up some time later and was not sure what all happened but in a way being his victim was a big turn on for me too. I really enjoyed being his victim in many ways he made my fantasy come turn also someone taking total control over me and doing any and everything that turns them on. Now I want to be your victim and make your Rape phone sex fantasies come true.  

Sex with Dead Bodies: Fucking Dead Whores No One will Miss

sex with dead bodiesSex with dead bodies is something I have only  heard about before. Honestly, I thought it was  something that only happened with morticians and medical examiners. You know, people around dead bodies all the time. Last weekend, I was getting abused at an underground S & M club. I’m a pain whore, but I owed some money to a dealer who decided I could work off my debt with his friends. I had no clue what sick fucks they were. I was suspended from a rafter. Ball gag in my mouth. Hands and feet bound tightly, extremely tightly. I had a cattle prod up my ass which shocked me anytime I flinched. I heard awful noises. Blood curling screams mixed with what sounded like chainsaws or electric saws. The lights came on and I saw the carnage, which made me flinch a lot. I’m  shocked repeatedly as I scanned the room seeing dead girls, dead dismembered girls being fucked. Men were paying for the privilege to fuck fresh dead meat. Most of the girls were limbless, just bloody stumps. At that point, I was scared shitless. I had never seen such a gruesome scene in my entire life. Was snuff sex in my future? I felt a hand around my throat, a cold hand. A voice whispered in my ear, “Don’t worry Blair, someone would miss you. We only kill runaways and street junkies. Whores no one wants anymore.” I felt guilty for feeling relived, but I puked on myself watching men cum in dead pussies. Would you pay to fuck a freshly killed girl? I was forced to watch the carnage for hours with the cattle prod in my ass. Crying, blinking, trembling, all made me flinch which shocked me. Pain pulsated through every vein in my body.  I pissed myself repeatedly. When I was finally let go, I vowed to never do business with that dealer again, but then again, I am a junkie whore with few options left for free drugs.

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Do you find yourself drawing snuff porn comics? I daydream about hurting a worthless fucking bitch every single day. I draw out my little schemes with him going to torture this fucking whore. Like Thailand dirty little bitch up and fisting her tight asshole. Shoving my arm all the way into her ass. It turns me on drawing these comics. Thinking about the snot running from their nose, the tears running down her face as she screams for mercy. Drawing those out and planning my stuff makes me so fucking horny. Do you get turned on by thinking about what you’re going to do to somebody. Thinking about how it would feel to watch The Life slip from their eyes? Call me if you do, I think we could have some fun together. I want to know what you would do to a bitch. How you would find her and bring her to me. Lets have some snuff fun together.

 

Water Day Observation Sex

taboo phone sexI had never heard of World Water Day, but apparently it was today. Daddy informed me we were observing this strange holiday. The observation is about Water at Work and highlights different areas of employment that worked with water. I had no idea how we would observe this, but I knew better than to question Daddy. He led me into the large downstairs bathroom.  I seen several different fucking devices set up. The bathtub was completely full of water, and a hose, with a pressure nozzle on the end, was stretched from the shower .

A man was in the middle of the bathroom waiting for me. He advised me he was my Water Master and ordered me to lay atop the glass covered bathtub. He advised Daddy he was going to teach him some of the finer points of water torture. He approached my pussy with a fucking machine that had a large phallus on one end. He inserted it into my dripping cunt and turned the speed on high. It was fucking me so hard! I was getting close to coming when suddenly I felt a huge gush in my pussy. The water hose was attached to the fake cock and it was shooting hard and deep inside my pussy. It was a feeling unlike any other.

bondage phone sexMy Water Master spent hours playing with m y body with water in varying ways. He sprayed me with the jets, fucked me with the water cock, submerged me into the ice cold bath, holding me under, and laughing as I struggled to find some air. The last thing I remember his laughing face was above me, I was under water, and suddenly I felt a shock ripple through my body. Apparently my sadistic master liked mixing electricity with water. I must have faded out after the electrical current surged through my body, because the next thing I knew, I was waking up in my bed several hours later and my body was sore everywhere. What a strange holiday and observation.

Daddy Brings Home A New Toy

torture phone sexIt had been Daddy’s night out with the boys. I had grown accustomed to him bringing home other men to use me. I was not, however accustomed to him bringing home women for his pleasure. Yes, he had brought home one for me to train, but never one for him to use. For years, I had been the only woman in my Daddy’s life. I was the only one he used. I wasn’t sure how to react when he brought home Chelsea. After all, Chelsea is gorgeous. She has these big pouty lips and an even bigger bust. I knew my Daddy was going to love her and I was a bit worried that he would replace me. I was determined to show him she would not be a better little whore than I was.

Daddy tied her up. He bound those big titties with rope and I watched entranced, as they began to turn blue. She started crying. Crying? This soon? No, it wasn’t time to cry yet. Just wait til you see what else he has in store for you! He used his whip to turn her ass into a red, striped mess. He tied her to the St Andrew’s cross and she cried harder. He told me he wanted me to fuck her and gave me the largest dildo in his arsenal. I would enjoy hurting this cunt who had gained my Daddy’s attention. As Daddy fucked her mouth good and deep, often making her gag and choke, I fucked her worthless pussy so hard. She begged me to stop, but I showed no mercy. She came all over my hand, several times. Once he finished using her, he bent me over and used my cunt and my ass. He finally unloaded a huge amount of hot, sticky cum deep in my stretched out asshole.

I need not have worried. Daddy may have had fun playing with Chelsea, but my cunt and ass will always be his favorite.

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