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He Told Me I Could Be a Snuff Porn Star

snuff pornHe told me once I could be a snuff porn star. The guy who told me that has featured me in many of his underground snuff flicks. Although he does not sell drugs, he pays me well and that enables me to buy coke. But he makes me earn that money. And one of these days, this cat will run out of lives for him.

Since Mother Nature dumped a ton of snow on me, I found a way to get out of the house. I needed to get out because I ran out of coke. And I cannot keep up with two boys with cabin fever without it. So, I texted Carl. Asked him if he had any snuff movies in the works that I could help him with. And he told me to pay him a visit. Since I could not get my car out of the driveway, I called Uber.

Uber charged me an arm and a leg to go 10 miles, but I put it on my husband’s credit card. He thought I needed to go to the store for tampons. He believes anything I tell him. I wore a long sleeve turtleneck and jeans to cover my body up. I knew I would return home with tampons and bruises. So, I planned on how to get my coke without my family knowing.

This Soccer Mommy Does Anything for Coke

Carl seemed ready for me when I arrived. I saw a big bag of coke. For this snuff session he would pay me with coke instead of money. He stripped me naked and hung me from a beam in his basement. Then he started whipping me. He enjoys filming women getting whipped and flogged. Carl acts like a pure sadist when it comes to women. Mommy issues I suspect.

The pain seemed unbearable, but honestly, I have been through worse. So, I thought of something else as he whipped the flesh off my body like a black slave who tried to escape his master. He avoided my face, but he whipped every other ounce of my flesh. When he finished, I required medical attention, but instead I snorted a ton of coke. That dulled the pain.

 Carl dropped me off at the grocery store. And once I got the tampons I did not need, I Ubered home and told my husband I got in an accident to explain why it took me so long and why I was walking like Mike Tyson beat me up. He did not need to know I endured torture sex for coke. The things I do for coke.

Cum with me on my killing spree

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Killer phone sex. Ever thought of a female batman? One who goes out at night in search of the bad guys? Well that’s me except I kill, torture, in search of blood of those men who live out their rape fantasies. I like to capture them by seduction and make them my little toys.

You can smell them in a crowd after they laid eyes on you. The creeps, the gropers. I want them all. Take them back to my place and do what I please. I always tie them up then tape their mouths. I don’t want to hear a peep or these pussy’s scream. Put my strap-on on, panties on them and make them my bitch. Turn them over, pull up their panties and shove my big cock up their asses.

Leash up their neck, my favorite an electric collar and pound them using all my bodyweight. I want to violate every creep’s butthole, tear their ass up and make them bleed out. I wanna watch them cry. I love this shit.  Using my knife I’ll cut them clean while I’m cock deep inside. For the nasty boy’s I always keep their balls in my box of “creeches”.  Killing them without leaving anything behind.

Accomplice Phone Sex, I Find Therapeutic

accomplice phone sexAs a sexy switch, accomplice phone sex can go one of three ways with me. I help you fuck, snuff or torture some one else. You snuff, fuck or torture me. Or, I get to snuff, fuck and torture you. I think the latter might be my favorite. But I am still learning how to torture men. Helping you torture a young girl I do not find challenging. Some man has tortured me for decades. Plus, I have assisted masters who want to hurt young girls.

But until this past week, I never got brutal with a man. Tony changed all that. He hired me to abuse him in his own basement dungeon. I could smell death when I entered his extreme man cave. My guess, he or someone he knows, killed a girl in the very room he might die. First order of business, I needed to restrain him in case he experienced a change of heart.

When I Get to Be the Bad Ass Bitch, I Find it Therapeutic

He had a table full of BDSM torture devices making me feel like a domination phone sex mistress. But I did not know where to start. I picked up a slave brutality BDSM taser. A few shocks to his nuts and body made him piss himself. This would be fun, I told myself. I worked my way down the table of kinky equipment. As I flogged, tased and whipped him, my eyes went to the anal hook. So, I unbound his legs and pushed them to his chest. My saliva acted like lube so I could push it in his tight ass easily.

I would yank on it while I went back to tasing his body. Tasing his balls while I pulled the hook made his dick hard. A pain slut hired me. I felt like a pro domme during our session. I found it therapeutic for me too. Tasing him. Whipping him. Anally torturing him allowed me to picture all the abusive men in my life.

He loved my bad ass babe vibe. So, he hired me for next week too. This time, he hopes we can explore castration phone sex. Now that will really serve as therapy for me.

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This Old Ass Rape Porn Star Comes When Summoned

ass rape pornWhen my boy needs to make an ass rape porn, he brings me some pink cocaine. I am his pink bimbo cash cow. And he knows just what I need to sustain one of his brutal live streams. I showed up in tall pink platforms, pink fishnet thigh highs and a pink mini skirt so short my big cunt lips hung below the hemline.

My lips look like blowfish lips thanks to too much collagen. Skull fucking lips he calls them. My huge tits ballooned out turned a pink tee shirt into a crop top. Pink dragon lady nails, combined with long fake eyelashes and heavy make-up completed the look. But my son loves his bimbo mommy.

He planned to use me as his piss bucket, cock sleave, punching bag and choke toy. Just another torture sex live stream. I am used to it. But I will admit that this new pink cocaine dulls all the pain. At least until the next morning it does. Me bad. I forgot to take out my fake teeth, so my son assisted with the removal with a punch to each jaw. I saw my teeth go sailing across the room. And I felt thankful it was not me. But I knew my turn to sail across the floor would happen soon enough.

With my teeth properly removed, that enabled my son to skull fuck me to test my blowfish lips. My mouth became his cock ring. As I slurped on his stiff dick, he punched my face. Sides of my cheeks, my eyes and even boxed my ears. I tried to suck his cock as I felt my eyes swell shut. While I gagged and sputter all over his dick, I heard the chimes pour in. His audience loves watching us.

Men Love to See a Son Abuse His Whore Mommy

My son ordered me to prolapse my asshole about 8 inches to create his favorite ass sleave. And while it hung out, he put a zip tie around it. He continued to beat my skull as he slid his throbbing cock up his favorite cock sleave. But I knew I might be in trouble when he put a plastic bag with some of that cocaine inside it.

After watching me struggle for a few to breathe and snort that cocaine, he poked a small hole for me. That Prodigy song, “Smack My Bitch,” came on, and my boy did as the song said. He smacked every inch of my body and threw some punches too. He loves to give me violent makeovers.

When he shoved his cock deep down my throat, you could see the outline of his dick down to my breastbone. That’s because I am on the cocaine diet. I was in a feeding frenzy. Trying to snort pink cocaine and suck my boy’s cock properly. The plastic bag began to stick to my face making my face look like a raccoon’s face.  All my makeup smeared on it. Finally, he removed the plastic bag, and shoved my face into the camera so his viewers could see how he beat me black, blue and beautiful.  The chimes poured in seeing my eyes swollen shut.

He then tossed his mommy whore against the wall. And kicked me when I landed. But the chimes just poured in the more he kicked me. He started to bench press me to show his viewers how thin I am. But then he hurled me against the wall and kicked me when I landed on the floor again. However, my old battered body felt good snorting that pink cocaine.

His Viewers Love to See Him Break My Bones and Batter My Body

My boy’s viewers demand violent phone sex. And he gives it to them. When he twisted my titties and strapped me to the abuse bench, I heard more chimes. He put on the brass knuckles and punched me nonstop. Eventually, he pulled me off the bench and tossed me to the floor where he pulled my skinny bird legs behind my head. This allowed him to fuck my 4th hole. My pee hole.

But to make things more interesting for his subscribers, he decided to fist my urethra first.  This allowed him to punch my bladder from the inside. I felt like I had to pee, but I could not because his fist blocked the flow of my piss. He took turns punching me, my bladder and my tits. Black, blue and purple look good on me. As he took turns fisting all my holes, I felt like his hand puppet.

He concluded the live stream abuse with a belt to my boobs, making them bleed followed by more punches to the face as I licked his ass. Although I thought he might suffocate me, I knew he would finish soon. After all, I am his cash cow. He can never kill me. But he can make me wish I was dead.

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies Because Revenge is Therapeutic

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex fantasies I consider my specialty. And as a sexy switch, I can be your accomplice or your victim. But honestly, I prefer to be the accomplice nowadays. Perhaps, I am biased, but I think I make a good accomplice because of all the shit I have seen and experienced in my life.

I know how to kidnap or lure girls or women to their slaughter or sexual abuse. And I know how to inflict pain, torture and suffering because for decades I subjected myself to it with the company I kept. It takes someone who has been through all the sick and depraved shit men want to do to women and girls to be a good accomplice.

And I know that any encounter with the wrong man, might end me right back to being an owned slave again. So, I try to be careful with the assignments I take. This week a new man hired me for noble reasons. And that alone made me take the job. He did not want to molest, fuck or otherwise abuse a girl or a woman. He wanted revenge on the ex-boyfriend who almost killed his coed daughter.

Revenge snuff sex might be my favorite thing. Because of the way I look, I easily lured the ex-boyfriend back to my place, where my client waited patiently. A little bit of chloroform knocked him out long enough to strip him naked and tie him up. When he woke up, he realized he had been set up. He saw the father of the ex-girlfriend he beat up.

Sometimes a Revenge Fantasy Turns Out to Be Cathartic for Me

So, the first thing I did was put a ton of oranges in a pillowcase and beat this loser black and blue like he did my client’s daughter. This is a trick for women who cannot throw a good punch. My victim screamed in pain as I cracked his ribs. But I had only just begun. I mutilated his cock and balls, so he would never force himself on a woman again.

This assignment provided a much needed cathartic release for me. I treated this guy like my father. So, I gave him some cock and ball torture sex. I carved his ex-girlfriend’s name on his cock. And I deflated his balls with a chemical castration. If you block the air flow to a guy’s balls long enough, they deflate and lose all their power and semen. He will never hurt another woman again.

Although I wanted to kill him, my client wanted him to suffer eternally and have a constant reminder of his daughter who he almost killed. I did take his money for this job. However, I would have done it for free because it felt like therapy for me. I wished my client had been my father. He actually cares about his daughter.

Buried Alive: A Depraved Torture

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You filthy worm, still trying to escape my wrath? There’s no running from this, you pathetic piece of shit. It’s time to teach you a lesson in submission, and I’ve got the perfect punishment for your insolence.

Dig, you little bitch, dig your own grave. A hole, 3 feet round and 6 feet deep, will be your new home. Stand in it, and I’ll bury you alive, you worthless piece of garbage. The dirt will be your blanket, suffocating your pathetic attempts at freedom.

While you struggle, I’ll decide your fate. Maybe I’ll cover your face with honey, letting the ants feast on your flesh. Or how about I attract rats to nibble on your cheeks? Perhaps I’ll use your body as my personal toilet, smothering you in my piss and shit.

As you dig, I’ll rub my cunt, getting wetter with each stroke, imagining the countless ways I can make you suffer. You’ll beg for mercy, but this evil bitch will only laugh, enjoying the power over your pathetic existence. So, keep digging, and embrace the sick pleasure of my twisted mind.

Snuff Movies Are The Best Dark Satanic Pleasures

Snuff Movies are some truly dark and twisted movies. And the best Dark Satanic Pleasures are fueled by a goth vixen named Morticia. Don’t let your guard down around this dark seductress as I will surely suck your soul out of your filthy human shell.

In fact my best pleasures are exterminating souls from filthy fucking p daddy perverts. I lured them and entice them with the pleasures of the flesh as I promise them sweet innocence for them to violate. Sometimes I will shape shift, or rather truly just visual and mental manipulation, into being a little girl.

Snuff Movies Night are the Prey and Be Preyed Upon Special Screenings Filmed by Morticia

Once the pervert is lured and suddenly rendered unconscious he becomes my victim. My prey was so much fun to lure and catch. That thing between his legs will soon be Rovers treat. After all a horny pervert is really a threat to young women. And I take onto myself to rid the world of them.

First things first, I will tie my victim up and enjoy watching him wake. Then with a strap-on I have my own special little session of violently violating a fantasy rape on that ass with my big cock. Sometimes guy envision me as a succubus shemale and this, again, is but more satanic manipulation of perception. Or am I just really a succubus shape changing devilish goddess?

Honestly, with my dabbling in the dark arts I have gained a few abilities. But that is not the discussion here. That tender destroyed asshole will be prolapsed and the once man is but a pile of mishaps. Oh but he asked for it. He was preying on young girls. His perverse desires where fulfilled with what he wanted. Tight young pussy.

Lastly the cock and balls are cut off and tossed into my beasts cage. He is a happy boy when he gets another mans boys. Who’s next?

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Bondage Phone Sex Transported Me Back to Medieval Torture Times

bondage phone sexIn theory, one would thing bondage phone sex might not be so bad. However, when you are a druggy whore desperate for a fix, things often turn violent. When I applied for the underground bondage shoot, I only thought about the money. Nothing else entered my mind. And that turned out to be another “me bad.” moment. When I am jonesing for a fix, and desperate for money, I never weigh the consequences in my head.

You would think by now, I would learn. But no. Druggy whores make notoriously bad decisions. This photographer tied me up with my legs and arms stretched so far out that I felt like I was on one of those medieval torture sex racks. It felt like if he tied me any tighter, my limbs would rip off my body. And as much as that hurt, it did not compare to the whipping he gave me. More like a violent lashing.

This Druggy Whore’s 9 Lives Will Run Out Soon

For a moment, I felt transported back to the 1800s. I felt like a slave who had tried to run away or did not pick enough cotton. Every lash he gave me, my skin ripped open. I could feel the blood running down my bag and my legs. And at one point, I almost bit my tongue off from the jolt of pain. This was no bondage shoot. The photographer tortured me. Tore opened my flesh. And he would not let me get high first to dull the pain. But even pain sluts have their limits.

For hours he whipped the flesh off my body. At least that was how it felt. I cried. And I screamed. Even prayed to a god I do not believe in to relieve my suffering. Honestly, I thought this might turn into a snuff porn. Eventually, he let me go. But I could barely crawl out of his dungeon. And as I did, I left a trail of blood behind me.

Bad Babysitter Phone Sex Babe Strikes Again

babysitter phone sexThe bad babysitter phone sex babe strikes again. When I get a request for a super young one to fuck, my best option is babysitting. Super young ones do not go places by themselves so I can lure them away. If a man wants to fuck or snuff a teen girl or boy, well those I can lure easily. But the tiny ones, I use an alias, and I troll the babysitting sites. Some call me the master of disguise. I never use the same ID twice.

John wanted a young boy butt to fuck. And I do not judge. I just get my client what he wants and take his money for my troubles. And when they are super young, I can demand more money because the risk and planning become more difficult. And men with money pay well for the things they want. But if John wanted a boy butt for a private ass rape porn movie, well, I wanted to make sure he got it.

All That Matters to Me is That I Make Your Rape Fantasies Cum True

I found the perfect family with a boy the perfect age. So, I did what I do. Made that boy a special bedtime cocktail that would render him unconscious while my client fucked his virgin butt hole. I had all the clean up supplies too like an enema to wash away the traces of cum. A plastic sheet so his bed did not get messy from blood and cum stains. As the paid accomplice, I think of everything so a client can just focus on the tight hole.

And boy did John focus on that tight boy butt. I am not sure I ever heard a man moan so loudly from a tight hole. But then most of my clients like to fuck little bald cunnies. Let’s be honest here. A tight ass will always be tighter than a little cunt.  All that matters to me is the money and making my client’s rape phone sex fantasies cum true, even for little boys.

Surrender to Blasphemy sex, slave and suck my pussy

Blasphemy sex Surrender to Blasphemy sex, give in and be a fuck slave for Satan. As the sun dipped below the horizon, the sky darkened, casting an eerie shadow over the world. It was as if the very heavens were mourning the descent into darkness. The air was thick with the scent of sulfur and brimstone, and whispers of blasphemy echoed through the streets.

You found yourself walking alone, the only sound your footsteps on the cobblestone path. You couldn’t explain it, but you felt drawn to this darkness, seduced by its allure. It was as if something were calling out to you, beckoning you to indulge in your deepest, darkest desires.

As you continued to walk, you stumbled upon an old, abandoned church. Its once grand doors now stood open, inviting you in. The interior was cold and bare, save for a single spotlight illuminating a podium at the front of the room.

On the podium stood a figure cloaked in shadows, their face obscured by a hood. They beckoned you forward, and you couldn’t resist. As you approached, the figure revealed themselves to be a sultry, seductive woman. Her eyes glinted with mischief, and her lips curled into a wicked smile.

“You have been chosen,” she whispered, her voice sending shivers down your spine. “You will surrender to blasphemy and serve as a slave to Evil phone sex.” You feel a force push you down on your knees and she forces your head in between her legs. What a good eager slave, sucking on that clit for the Dark Lord.

Your Mistress makes you stand before her, she lowers her head down to your throbbing cock. Sucks it, her mouth makes you melt, makes you want to cum but something deep in you tells you wait. You will know when your Mistress wants that to happen. She sucks harder and harder, and then you feel it. Her teeth clench down hard, you release all the spunk you have. You can feel your balls drained completely. Seconds later, you realize your cock has been a yummy snack for Mistress.