I love being an evil teen phone sex slut. I got a bloody accomplice offer I couldn’t refuse. I will be in the middle of nowhere in the hills so no one will hear the little scream as we tie them to the rafters and fuck them senseless. My little body will be perfect for this P-man to knock up over and over again. I will be under strict rules to be high and drunk each pregnancy. After all these fuck dolls are only being created for My new Evil accomplice to destroy anyway he pleases. No one will ever know these little cunts and cocks exist. they will be homeschooled on cock and abuse. Little leather outfits for them and nice new big tits bought by our new daddy. Can you imagine a sweet brat on the end of your cock with a nice black eye and bloody little pussy? Tied up fuck tots that I can serve up to the townsfolk after they are useless to us. I’ll be knocked up one after another, and I might just steal the brats from the countryside to fuck and abuse as well!
Category: Bondage phone sex
Cocksucker Castration
Cocksucker! Now do I have your attention? This snuff whore has captured you and you are hanging in an abandoned factory warehouse. Oh, this little blood loving slut didn’t do it alone. These massive black football player type big strong black men have had there way with your ass. Your bleeding down the wall with meat hooks in your shoulders.
I loved the way you squealed for me piggy boy. You have been pissed on and fucked so hard that your intestines are hanging out. You’re my bloody faggot bitch. My Bitch man slave, be my sex toy entertainment for the night.
My shears are sharp and catching the light. Beg for me not to castrate you cock whore! I will let you down if you prove yourself. Ten big Black cocks are waiting for you to try to save your manhood! Suck them and let them fuck the pulp that is your ass! Can you save that dick? Or will I be slicing and dicing it as you bleed out for me, dealers choice!
Getting What I Deserve
You promised me exactly what I wanted a night to remember. I don’t know it yet but I know you. You have been talking with me online with a fake profile. A few years ago I fucked you and robbed your wallet and few other valuable items while you were passed out from the drug I slipped into your drink. It has taken you sometime but you are ready to get your revenge. I think I am on my way to have a nice date with a sucker of a guy that I will also drug fuck and rob from. Little do I know what you have waiting for me. I pull up to your house and I knock on the door. I do not recognize you when you greet me. I walk in and for the first hour, everything is going according to my plan. After dinner, I suggest we have some drinks and that is where I plan to drug you. But this time I will not have such luck. You disappear and come back with two glasses of red wine and a knife hidden behind you. We sit down on the couch and I try to distract you but you are not having it. You look into my eyes and kiss me so softly and gently. I am in a trance for a moment. Bam, something hits my head and I fall off the couch and double over in pain on the floor. You throw your body on top of me and punch me in my face calling me a trashy whore. “do you remember me you stupid cunt?” Before I could answer with a no you remind me of who you are and what I did to you a few years ago. You are one of many that I fucked drugged and robbed so I barely remember your face or that night. But I have a feeling I will remember you after tonight.
Bondage Phone Sex Upside Down
He told me he was a fan of bondage phone sex. He told me that for my time as his BDSM slave, he would give me a bag of coke. He had me at bag of coke. I am a coke whore. It always leads me down dangerous avenues, however. I should have known better. When I arrived, I was hit over the head. I didn’t see it coming. I woke up hanging upside down, bound in an extremely awkward position. The guy I agreed to meet, was waiting for me with his monster cock out. He skull fucked me while I was dangling in the air upside down. Blood was trickling down my face from the blow to the head. Turns out he enjoyed my blood dripping on his dick. He said blood is great lube. I knew I was in over my head. I thought I was having some BDSM fun not snuff sex. I figured some whips and chains, and restraints, but he was strangling me and fucking me so hard I puked on his dick. Because of the position I was in, I ended up swallowing most of my own puke, which made me puke again. He was laughing at what a disgusting whore I was. I tried to think about the coke, but he was fucking me so hard from an upside-down position that I kept passing out. The head wound compounded my dizzy feeling. Eventually, he grew bored with me. He had cum so much he couldn’t cum anymore. I was dizzy, sore and bleeding from my head, so I was happy to be set free, but that didn’t happen until the next morning. He kept me to mutilate my tits and my clit. This was a far cry from some BDSM fun. It was torture sex.
A Slave To Your Abuse
He is a filthy, evil master. Completely disgusting and I wouldn’t ask for it any other way. What my master likes is what he will get every time. If he doesn’t get what he wants the first time, there will be severe consequences. He orders me to suck his cock clean before we do any playing. If I gag or even flinch he will tie me up, put weights on my feet and throw me in the deep end of his pool. He will pull me out right before I am about to pass out, once he gets me out, he orders me to start over until I get it done right. My master loves it when I clean his ass after he takes a big shit. He doesn’t use toilet paper, he uses my tongue, every single time. When I am finished, he will make sure I cleaned it good. If not, he will get his 13 inch, hard as a rock dildo out of his closet and fuck my black little asshole until it tears and he can see blood oozing from the creases of my gaping hole. My master only wants me to live up to my full potential of being the best sex slave I can be. I love my master, and I love every punishment he gives me. My master told me we will be trying something new tonight. I know I am in for some severe punishments tonight. I have never been able to do anything master wants the right way on my first try.
Snuff Sex Revenge
Snuff sex fantasies are one thing, but he wanted me dead. I owed him money. I owed him coke too. A few months ago, I stole a bag of coke. It was a small bag. He didn’t need it. It wouldn’t have made him much money. When he found me, he made it clear that what he was doing to me was a matter or principal. He couldn’t have people thinking he was soft. His posse was with him as he tied me up. I was bound and gagged and scared, very scared. They took turns kicking me. It didn’t matter that I was a woman. I stole; I had to be punished. They fucked my ass raw until it prolapsed, then the leader of the pack, the one I stole from, put a zip tie on my prolapsed ass. I screamed out in pain, but that was nothing compared to being branded. He spelled out the letters Thief on my ass. Thief, forever branded on me, so no one would ever trust me. Him and his posse sodomized me. They beat me up. They tortured me for hours and they burned my flesh. All so one drug dealer could save face. My body will never be the same because I stole an itty bitty bit of coke.
Punishment
I have been a really really bad girl lately. “An insolent little slut,” like daddy says. I have not been listening and have been disobeying Daddy’s direct orders. Daddy hates when I talk back, a little whore should know my place he says. Because of my naughty behavior, daddy told me he had arranged a terrible torturous punishment for me. He chained me downstairs in our basement for a week without food until I learned my lesson. My tummy hurt and just when I thought daddy was going to let me go from punishment, 6 huge black men stormed down into the basement and tore my clothes off of my fragile skinny body. They paid daddy for a chance to wreck my little body and have their rough rape fantasies played out. They beat me and kicked me until my bones split and my skin turned purple. Then they forced their cocks in all my holes until I was raw, bleeding and dripping with cum.
snuff sex with a pair of shemales
Snuff sex makes your cock grow harder. I bring over the best sluts money can buy, and I help you annihilate them. I know you want badly to ruin whores and I am all for making your wicked desires reality. I downloaded that app and ordered sexy tranny escorts. You had a vile and sinister thought. I knew you weren’t going to stop taking it out on me until you fulfilled that fantasy. You wanted to bring the hot tranny escorts over, and you wanted me to chop up their cocks and use fuck them with straps. You wanted them bloody and bruised. Your wish is my command. Trinity and Vanity came over at the designated time and area. They were stunning and open to do it all. I drugged them for you and had them knocked out cold and let you have your way with both. They awoke to being dickless and in pain. Discarded like trash and filled with your nut loads.
Torturous Teen Snuff Porn
I was in agony. I have been tied up and gagged for days, weeks, months maybe. I don’t know. I was taken, taken from my bedroom. I miss my mommy and daddy. They beat me every day. They tie my arms back then burn, whip and cut open my tiny chest. They torture me by breaking my body, shocking and shoving needles and pins through my puffy pink nipples. They have sick teen rape fantasies that they live out on my petite body every single day. They say they have big plans for me. When they are tired and done with torturing me and force fucking me, they want to snuff me out and post it online for everyone, even mommy and daddy to see. Mommy and daddy will see me get my holes tortured with knives, hot metal rods and forcibly fucked over and over again until my body is sliced into tiny pieces of flesh for them to fuck.
Torture Sex
Torture sex can be hot. I am a pain slut and I don’t mind a little nipple torture. I get high however, make bad decisions and end up in the hospital. The problem is that when I get super fucked up, I can’t feel much until the next day. The other night I was partying with these out of town business men I picked up in a strip club. The local strip club always has blow. Either the girls have it or the patrons, but it is usually both. These New York Wall Street types were partying in the VIP room and asked me join them. They bought me lap dances and shared their coke. I was having a great time. They wanted me to come back to their suite in the hotel next door. I didn’t think it would turn into a violent gangbang rape porn. They seemed so white collar. Suddenly, I was just a whore to fuck. The tore up my ass and my pussy. They put cigarettes out on my flesh too. I got smacked, punched and fucked. One of them informed me that I could not snort their coke for free all night without giving something back. They passed me around like candy, using me with no condoms, no lube and no care about my well being. I let them have their fun at my expense because I wanted their coke. They had the best blow. The next day, I had a broken nose and several cracked ribs. I only felt it when the coke wore off.