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Teen Sentenced to Death By a Thousand Hangings

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I can’t breathe!

I am hanging from the noose that you made for me. You watch me squirm and claw at the noose on my neck, you knowing that it is hopeless for me to try. As you watch me slowly lose consciousness and all the air in my lungs, you cut me down. I take a huge breath and hope that it is the end of my torture. It is not the end, of course. You have always had such fun with strangulation. Squeezing your hands around my neck was fun, but not satisfying enough to get you off. You like a bit of psychological torture with your victims as well. You like to watch me gain a bit of hope that I will live, before you set me up for another hanging. You’ll do this until I lose all hope, and hang from the noose voluntarily. From there, you can jerk off as you watch me writhe and wiggle on the rope before finally dying.

Kidnapping Phone Sex Dark Fantasies Seem Real with Me

kidnapping phone sexKidnapping phone sex is a secret fetish of mine. Most men who snatch up women, want girls, or maybe coeds. You know, fresh meat. But Max wanted a milf. I thought he was going to kill me or even worse, sell me on the black market for the sex trade when he snatched me walking home from the corner market. I had just gone to the store late at night for a pack of cigarettes. I sneak out at night when my husband and boys are asleep. This time, Max was waiting. He needed a milf whore for his dark fantasies. He had spotted me a few weeks ago and has been stalking me ever since. I just was not paying attention to my surroundings. He had a taboo phone sex fantasy he needed to act out, and I was his perfect prey. I fought and screamed, but no one heard me, or no one cared. He shoved me in the trunk of his car. I was so scared that I pissed myself. I was sober. I knew this was not some sort of dream or warped fantasy. I just got nabbed. I was pounding on the trunk from the inside. I felt like I was suffocating. Perhaps, I was. We got someplace where the car did not move for a long time. Eventually, he pulled me out of the trunk and dragged me by my hair across a gravel road. We were in some shack. Like a dirty, rustic old fishing cabin. It smelled like death. Maybe, I was going to die. Maybe, I was not the first woman here. He left me tied and gagged for what seemed like forever. Then suddenly, there were a bunch of other men in this cabin. They had their dicks out, and I heard one man say something about a milf gangbang rape porn. I was in trouble. I was sober. I was going to feel all of it. They sodomized me for hours. Fisted my fuck holes when they could no longer get it up. Some one filmed it. Another live stream, but this time not for my stepson. I was choked too, so I kept drifting in and out of consciousness. I woke up the next day naked in the woods near the highway. I was left to fend for myself and find my way back home.

Strangulation Phone Sex is Never What I Want to Do

strangulation phone sexStrangulation phone sex is oddly popular. I am not into erotic asphyxiation. I do not wish to be strangled by anyone, but as a whore, I never get the choice of what I want sadly. I found myself in Chuck’s dungeon. That room is a nightmare for any woman. It is full of nasty instruments and equipment to torture a woman. He is the king of rough sex. I just wanted to share some blow with him. I did not want to die. I did not want my ass prolapsed. I did not want choked either. But guess what? He did all that and more. He was in a sick mood. I am okay with sick moods, but this was full on torture sex, and I was not high enough. At least my stepson gets me high before he ruins me. Chuck wanted me to feel the pain because he is sadistic. I am not a pain slut like many girls. I don’t want to feel a thing. I want to be so coked up that I am wondering what the fuck you did to me the night before.

Chuck tied me up to a bench in a contorted pose sure to give me joint pain and risk a fracture. I hate him with a passion, but I was desperate for coke. He is a last resort sort of man. While tied up on that bench he fucked my ass and choked me. I passed out a few times. I remember because I was fucking sober. I never realize how much rough anal hurts. I am usually so fucked up that I cannot feel the pain. This ass rape porn star remembers everything that happened to her in Chuck’s dungeon. Fuck my life, why did I have to go to him? I have huge purple marks on my throat from his hands. I have rope burns on my extremities. And do not even get me started on my asshole.

Ass Rape Porn Star Streams Live Her Anal Prolapse

ass rape pornI don’t always love being my son’s streaming ass rape porn star, but I love him. Plus, he has the best coke. He has been taking care of me for years. Sure, I must endure some abuse, but he always makes sure that I am high enough to not feel the pain until the next day. I love my boy. He had some primo coke last night and he wanted to share it with his favorite mommy whore. I did a few lines quickly to get my body in the right condition for his live stream. He had over 800 individual men watching and tipping for the show. I stood in front of the camera without a care in the world because I was high. High enough for the anal torture sex to begin. I shit out my asshole for him. I squat and grunt like I am taking a dump, and because my asshole has been used so much when I do that it pops out. I could hear the dings of payments as men watched my asshole prolapse. My son put a zip tie on it so I could not suck it back in. When he started fucking my prolapsed hole, the chimes were dinging nonstop with tips. But anal torture was not all that was happening to me. Things got physical. Very physical. My son loves the colors purple and blue, so he punched me a few dozen times. Nothing hard enough to break my sniffer or ribs, just hard enough to plump up my lips and turn me pretty colors. I felt nothing. I was high as a kite and enjoying the attention and quality mother son time. According to my son, I am 4-hole wonder. He wanted to fuck my pee hole, so he did. It is the tightest hole I have. Can you believe that? Sounding devices, fingers and eventually his cock went into my tiniest hole. Today, I can hardly move, and I cannot pee without crying, but I have enough coke to dull all the pain. My boy always gives me a brutal, but hot taboo phone sex call.

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Fantasy Phone Sex With Sadistic Sadist Aria!

Fantasy Phone Sex Aria

I’ll tell you what kind of porn I like, ass rape porn. That shit is intense, and I love every fucking minute of it. Watching as the guy or girl squeals in pain as they drive that enormous fucking cock into their asses is just tops. Seeing the pain written all over the victims face is so satisfying. Watching as blood pours out of their tiny little holes as they get stretched open is all the more fun and it turns me on like a fucking light switch.

If you didn’t know before, you definitely know now, I’m Aria and I am a Goddess of Sadistic torture. What does that entail, you ask? Just the suffering of those who call or those who want someone to suffer. If it bleeds, then I’m in. I am like one of those people on a ghost hunter show who is attracted to anything ghost related, except I’m less stupid and real. I’m probably the reason someone called them because I’m playing a satanic prank on a neighbor and they think their house is haunted, but its just me fucking with them.

I love fucking with people and their tiny little pathetic hearts. So, try your best not to fall for this goddess because it will only lead to one thing, your demise and utter heartbreak. I can’t tell you how much I fucking love fantasy phone sex, it is just tops talking about all of the peoples lives I’ve fucked up and all the shit I love doing.

Addicted to him

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I need a torture sex would be painful but when I got with him he told me he wanted me to be his pain whore.  My boyfriend at the time wanted to tie me up and use me with all his friends. Of course I had my reservations but I didn’t want to tell him that all I really wanted was to make him happy.  At any cost I wanted him to be content even if it meant that he was going to abuse me and make me bleed. The pain really gets to like he is King. Although I want him to or not hurting me I won’t stop if it makes him happy and gets that boner ready to pop out for me. You know I am addicted to him.

Strangulation Phone Sex: Choke Me To Death!

Strangulation Phone Sex I’ve always had a strangulation phone sex kink! I love being face fucked until I almost pass out because I have no gag reflex. Don’t get me wrong, I’m a dominant princess but I could bring a man to his knees with just my throat alone. It all starts with deep long slurp up and down the shaft, then once I’ve got that pipe down my gullet I swallow over and over. My helpless face fucking lover can’t even stop his hips from snapping forward sending the head of his cock almost to my stomach. I love eye fucking my suck victim while I’ve got their dicks down my throat! I’ve heard guys say it feels like a washing machine the way I swallow their fuck sticks whole and don’t let go until my mouth is leaking cum all over. I’ve wondered often before, right at the precipice of swallowing a hot load what would happen if they didn’t let me go… what it would feel like to be snuff porn fucked by a cock in my throat. I’d choke and gag and sputter all that cum but if he just kept pounding my face I’d be a goner… the thought alone makes me want to squirt!

Whipped and Suffocated Until My Last Moments

Suffocation phone sexYou slammed my head against the wall until I passed out with your hand on my throat. You like dealing with your victims this way. Now, no one can ever hear them scream. You carry me to the bed and grab your tools: bondage cuffs to keep me in control, whips for torture and a big plastic bag. Once I wake up, I see you standing over me. I try to escape, but the bondage cuffs keep me from my goal. When you see that I am not going anywhere, you take your big plastic bag and put it over my head. I can’t breathe! I buck and writhe to get out, but I am unsuccessful. As I struggle, I see you with your big smile. You remove the bag, letting me breathe for a bit. I can see now that your cock is hard. You take it out and start jerking it as you watch me struggle for air. The job is not yet finished, however. You tie the bag to my head and watch me squirm again, using your whips to cause me more pain while you watch the last breath leave my body.

Sadistic phone sex standards get ramped up every day.

Sadistic phone sexIt’s so nice, to hear the screams of my innocent little fuck dolls begging me for mercy while I have my fun Sadistic phone sex with them. I can’t even begin to tell you how wet that makes my pussy. This time, I need a helper because I have an especially fucked up and devious plan set to make today the best day of my slutty, sadistic life. I have a bunch of little angels strapped down in my basement, and a bunch of  different ways I want to torture them to death. I want to bludgeon one slowly, like a twisted target practice. Do you think we can fit a baseball bat up that young cunt? I want to suffocate one with a plastic bag; full of crickets of course. We’ll make sure they’re starving so they start feasting on the little torture doll right away, won’t you help me my Accomplice phone sex darling? I want to put one up with a metal cage strapped to their chest. The side against their body will be open, and we’ll fill it with rats. When we heat the outside of the metal box, the rats will chew their way through our dolly victim while it’s still alive and screaming. Poor mousies just don’t want to cook alive, you know? I have a few others planned, but as you can see I need an extra set of sadistic hands. Are you up for the job? If you’re not, I’ll have to tie you down and come up with something equally devious to twist you up and slowly rip you apart. I think I have a blender out back, I could probably come up with something involving that. How are your balls, nice and ripe?

So anyway, you’re probably up for helping me, grab this rope? It’s gonna come in handy really soon for this Bloody phone sex.

Taboo Phone Sex Roleplays Get Violent with a Coke Whore Mommy

taboo phone sexIt is always violent taboo phone sex when my son calls me to play. He knows what a coke whore his mommy is. He brought a big brick of pure cocaine with him when he visited me last night. I live on a diet of coke and cum. I am a skinny old coke whore. It is not pretty. I have let myself go. All I think about is coke. It is all I want. When my son calls, I beg for coke. He always gives it to me too, but it comes at a price. He is technically savvy. He has all these fans on the dark net who love to watch him get brutal with his mommy. I mean brutal. His fans pay to watch our violent phone sex stream. I was not wearing my son’s favorite colors last night which are black and blue. He started going Mike Tyson on me and making my face turn pretty colors. Do not feel sorry for me though. I am an old whore. He gave me so much coke, I barely felt his fists hitting my face. Destroying my ass is what his fans at home really love to see. He shoved his fist in my ass to pull out my asshole. He prolapses me every time. He put a zip tie on my ass and punched my prolapse a few dozen times too while his fans at home jerked off and tipped. I know my boy loves me, but I am his cash cow too. Without our live shows, he makes no money. He needs money to get me coke, so I must do these streams to carry my weight. The real show is when he fucks my pee hole. He calls me a 4-hole wonder. I always thought I only had three holes, until my son showed me the error of my thinking. He fucked my pee hole until it prolapsed too. My son is into torture sex. He is my boy though and I know he loves his mama. He does this all so I can keep getting coke.