Category: Domination phone sex

Snuff Porn Christmas

snuff pornLet me be your snuff porn present. Face it. The Christmas season can bring out some anger and resentment. I want to be here for you. I can be your closet snuff doll. You can deal with your family, come back and take it out on me.  I am here for you. Tony got a jump start on his Christmas frustrations. He was looking for a bimbo to beat, and I fell into his lap. I answered an ad he had on a fetish site. He was in my city, so I responded. I had no idea what I was getting into. He was offering money and that was what made me say yes. I am not making as much money as I once was, so I am supplementing here and there. He said he needed a punching bag because his family was nagging him. We hooked up last night. I had to meet him in his hotel room. It was a no tell motel off the highway. Dark, damp, old motel rooms keep dirty secrets well. He was surprised how pretty I was for a taboo phone sex whore. Then he smacked me. He smacked me right across the face making my lip bleed. I stumbled backwards and he jumped on top of me. This was an unsophisticated beat down. No ropes, no chains, no BDSM equipment at all. I do not know what I was expecting, but not to just be beat up. He pummeled his fists into my body. No part of me was off limits either. He punched my tits. He sucker punched me in the stomach. He beat up my pussy too. I got a few punches in the face, one blow cracked my nose. I was bleeding. My eyes were swelling close. He was really mad at the world. I have the broken bones and bruises to prove it. 2020 has most certainly been a brutal year.

Snuff Whore Layla

If I were to be killed, I want my killer to rape me first. At least I go out feeling pleasure with the fucking pain. Suffocate me with your huge cock and don’t pull it out even when I try to fight you. Gag me with that cock and treat me like that trash whore I am. Rub my spit and tears all over my fucking face while I try helplessly to catch my breath before you shove your cock in my throat again. This is what my body was meant to be used for, endure your cock and your wrath. Whip me and slap me relentlessly while I beg you to stop, press the blade of your knife close against my neck and tell me to shut the fuck up and take your cock. Mmmmm, yes, that’s it. It’s like lust and fear at the same time. Your cock is like my last meal, so I guess I’d better enjoy it.

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As you tied me up with my hands above my head and my thighs forced open, my pussy drips with anticipation. At this point, I’m your little whore slave, here to please your cock until you decide you’re ready to get rid of my body. You fist my cunt before fucking me, making me cum and squirt all over you. I’m not supposed to be enjoying this like I am, so you decide to punish me. As you thrust your cock inside my wet pussy, you take your blade and slice me up my stomach, leaving me screaming in agony as you fuck the shit out of my pussy. I bleeding all over your cock and don’t know whether to cry to moan. “Take it bitch!” you yell at me. I do.
You wrap your hands around my neck as you begin to bang my pussy harder and faster. I’m no longer moaning as I’m struggling to breathe, but instead of you loosening your grip, you grip tighter. This is my last fuck, I can tell, it’s way more brutal than the other times. I get a small break of air as you remove one hand to roughly slap my titties and face. That revives me for a split second. I look you in your eyes as you tell me “you’re such a pretty whore,” as you bury your cock deeper in me and stab my side. At this point, I know exactly how this fuck fest is going to end… With you cumming all over my cold, dead body.

Blasphemy & Cannibal Murder Phone sex Fantasies

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Here’s a thought for you. Murder phone sex fantasies will bring you, to a complete orgasmic explosion.  

Meat processing centers around the world have limited food and your fellow cunts are less fertile. Malnutrition has made birthing new calfs dangerous! Someone is going to be sacrificed to our Dark Lord soon so we can be blessed!  The process works but only when the grip of the final agony releases the hormones. Since so few people volunteer, certain agents can acquire the supplies they need from the street as long as you sign your life away! We  are not gentle in persuading fathers and mothers to give up offspring to us! 

Once we have your signature we “program” you turning you into a nice docile twat for us only we get the treat! We take in sisters to entertain the ones in power and let each fight out who will be able to live this round! The little heathen was still screaming for her mommy; it would’ve been funny if I wasn’t growing tired of it. My accomplice was torturing the stupid, young pink ball of flesh while I was sharpening my saw. The girl’s mother was on my table, completely bound; and, I had made the good decision to gag her. She was crying, though, for her little spawn that was being stretched and carved at the same time. One would be food and one would be the one to survive this. I dig the teeth of the saw into the girls necks as they begin to fight! Making a little trickle of blood falling down. That begins a feeding frenzy as the other chic a dee gets put on a pedestal and a big blade goes right into her still beating heart! This is true blasphemy sex! 

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Demon Spawn

Taboo phone sexAs much as I have been violated and beaten, you think that I would hate men and want nothing to do with a hard cock but there I lay sleepless and wet in my bed!

I can’t help but reach down and slide my fingers along my juicy wet clit!

I start playing with my nipples and their hardness is a clear indication of how completely aroused I am!

Just as I was about to plunge a finger into my dripping cunt, I feel the sheets start to slide off my naked body.

I watch as they are slowly pulled to the floor, leaving me completely naked and vulnerable.

I call out but no one answer.

I watch as the mattress indents as if someone is kneeling next to me but there is no one there!

I open my mouth to scream and my head is pushed hard down onto the bed and something seems to be covering my mouth, preventing my plea for help!

My legs are being pried open by something that is not there and suddenly, a hard skull rattling, violent thrusts, slams deep into my wet cunt, tearing through my flesh like a machete through wet paper!

The entity continued to pound my pussy with enough force to shatter every bone in my body until a hot burning sensation shot deep into my my aching fuck hole and flooding my womb with his demon seed!

I closed my eyes tight and smelled burning flesh as what felt like a branding iron burned my clit!

And with a cold shrill cry, I was alone again. But I knew I wasn’t. I knew there was something evil growing inside me, something that would continue to violently fuck me from the inside out until the sadistic spawn was torn from my bloody cunt and released into the world!

 

Ass Rape Porn with Red Rockets

ass rape pornMy ass is perfect for ass rape porn. Don’t you agree? I have found that my enjoyment of anal sex is a good thing when I need coke. The problem is that the men I fuck for drugs are more into violent sex. But I need my coke. I admit I am an addict. No one, me included, wants to cure me because I am such a freak on powder. My stepson is just one of my dealers. He is among the more violent ones too. He promised me a big bag of blow if I helped him out. I blindly agreed. I figured it was just more ass sex, rough ass sex, but nothing I could not recuperate from with a bag of frozen peas and some white powder. Turns out my stepson got himself into some trouble gambling with the wrong folks. The kind of guys who break kneecaps. These Guido types also make underground gangbang rape porn. My stepson thought if I made a movie for them maybe they would wipe his debt clean. I was hesitant to do it, but I knew my husband and our sons would be in danger if I did not help this debt go away. The loan sharks liked the idea of a soccer mom starring in one of their productions. I was not prepared for my costars. I was not high enough, but I could no longer change my mind. I was the star and about 50 four legged beasts were the costars. I may be a druggy whore, but I prefer human cock. I never felt more degraded, but this kind of furry porn makes big bucks on the black market. I was not high enough for 50 red rockets. Ultimate humiliation for me. 50 beasts nutted inside me. Their red rockets like barbed wire inside my pussy. I made that little film to save my stepson from being beat to death, but honestly, I would have preferred a snuff porn.

Torture Sex My Boobs

torture sexMy tits love torture sex. Okay, so maybe they do not as much as me. I got big knockers when I was 18 so I could strip and do fetish modeling. I had a wealthy older patron who I traded sex for boobs with. I got the better end out of that deal because my tits have made me bank. I have big bimbo boobs and I found out quickly that letting men do depraved things with my sweater knockers was profitable. I will take profit for pain any time. After I got the boobs, I fell into fetish modeling because it was quick money. Not easy money though. I have been a fetish model for 15 years now. My boobs have been popped a few times.  I have scars from rope burns, cigarettes, piercings and cuts. I can handle pain better every year. Each time I do a fetish shoot or hook up with a snuff sex partner, my big boobs usually take a beating like last night. I met a guy off FetLife and he let me know he was going to abuse my boobs. I was wet before he arrived. He came better prepared than any man has before. He had heavy duty rope, nipple clamps, boob vices, and sundry items to smack my tits around. I wanted to fuck. I mean I thought he would fuck me and abuse my boobs while his dick ravaged my pussy or ass. He wanted nothing to do with my pussy or ass. He was a boob man. I get it. I let him tie me up, but he went super hard on my tits. Like Mike Tyson hard on them. He punched them so hard, another saline bag popped. My boob was lopsided, and I was in pain. That shit hurts. He came in his jeans making me cry with tit torture. No sex for me, but a whole lot of pain and a late-night ER visit.

Snuff Whore Layla

domination phone sexIf I were to be killed, I want my killer to force fuck  me first. At least I go out feeling pleasure with the fucking pain. Suffocate me with your huge cock and don’t pull it out even when I try to fight you. Gag me with that cock and treat me like that trash whore I am. Rub my spit and tears all over my fucking face while I try helplessly to catch my breath before you shove your cock in my throat again. This is what my body was meant to be used for, endure your cock and your wrath. Whip me and slap me relentlessly while I beg you to stop, press the blade of your knife close against my neck and tell me to shut the fuck up and take your cock. Mmmmm, yes, that’s it. It’s like lust and fear at the same time. Your cock is like my last meal, so I guess I’d better enjoy it.
As you tied me up with my hands above my head and my thighs forced open, my pussy drips with anticipation. At this point, I’m your little whore slave, here to please your cock until you decide you’re ready to get rid of my body. You fist my cunt before fucking me, making me cum and squirt all over you. I’m not supposed to be enjoying this like I am, so you decide to punish me. As you thrust your cock inside my wet pussy, you take your blade and slice me up my stomach, leaving me screaming in agony as you fuck the shit out of my pussy. I bleeding all over your cock and don’t know whether to cry to moan. “Take it bitch!” you yell at me. I do.
You wrap your hands around my neck as you begin to bang my pussy harder and faster. I’m no longer moaning as I’m struggling to breathe, but instead of you loosening your grip, you grip tighter. This is my last fuck, I can tell, it’s way more brutal than the other times. I get a small break of air as you remove one hand to roughly slap my titties and face. That revives me for a split second. I look you in your eyes as you tell me “you’re such a pretty whore,” as you bury your cock deeper in me and stab my side. At this point, I know exactly how this fuck fest is going to end… With you cumming all over my cold, dead body.

Snuff Sex Season

snuff sexWinter is here and it is the best time of the year for snuff sex. It gets darker earlier. You can burry a body under snow and it takes it longer to find the remains. Not that I leave remains, however. I like tossing a dead body outside my kill cabin in winter because the wild animals are hungrier. Coyotes and wolves will tear apart a bloody corpse and even eat the bones. Only remains get shit out of animals and no one is looking for the DNA of a missing young girl in wild animal crap in the deep of the woods. I do enjoy killing girls the most. I am not the kind of girl who has BFFs. I am a lone wolf. I do not bond over boys and make-up or shopping. Now, if you are an equally twisted fuck, I might bond with you in kinship over torture sex. What gets my motor running is inflicting pain on stupid cunts. I like to play with my victims. Sexual mutilation like stapling cunt lips to thighs, piercing nipples and clits, prolapsing assholes… I like old fashioned torture too. Pulling out teeth with pliers, breaking fingers and toes, pulling finger nails out; you know stuff that makes a girl scream. I do not have a cock. Sometimes, I feel like I do, but I need you to help with the sexual violation of my prey. I will use a knife, a strapon, even my fist to hurt a bald cunt, but nothing replaces a cock inside a virgin pussy. I take most of the risk and you get most of the pleasure. How is that not hot and a win win situation? You can leave your DNA all over a young slut and I will get rid of the evidence. Trust me, I know how to hide the bodies. I have slaughtered hundreds of girls since my teens and I have never been caught.  

I just want to strangle you

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I just had a call for strangulation phone sex. He wanted to know how long my neck was and if I had even been choked before. I answered that my neck was 4 inches and that I liked to be choked during sex. He chuckled kind of darkly and said that they would some of both. He had me come and sit down in a chair that he had prepared in the middle of the room. I did as I was told and he tied my body to the chair. He then placed a ball gag into my mouth so that I couldn’t start screaming for help. He stepped behind me and I could hear him making some noise and I was curious and also a little scared. I felt his hands gently come around my neck and caress it for a few minutes before he placed his arm around my neck and start squeezing. I was trying to thrash some as I began to see black spots but he didn’t let up. My vision was darkening when he let go finally. I was breathing pretty heavy and crying when he told me to get as much air as I could in this small amount of time. He then brought a noose down from the rafters above and placed it around my neck. As he was pulling the other end of the rope to tighten the noose he removed my gag telling me that he wanted to hear me struggle for air as it turned him on. As the rope got tighter I started choking and gagging. My face was burning and I was crying. He finally just tied the rope off and let me hang there for a few minutes before he came over, cut my clothes off and fucked me until he came. He then caressed my face and said that I had served my purpose and he walked away and turned the light off as I sat there hanging.

Fantasy Phone Sex Force Fucking Mommy

fantasy phone sexI enjoy fantasy phone sex calls. That is why I am on a snuff site. I have no taboos. If you think you are too extreme; I will likely tell you to kick it up a notch. I enjoy all taboo fantasies. The more creative and violent, the hornier I get. Pain slut, submissive whore, druggy whore, sex slave, torture doll… all are names to describe me. I am a dirty slut and a nasty freak. So, when he told me he had naughty fantasies about force fucking his mother, I knew he was in the right place. The scene was that mommy was putting up the tree and holiday decorations. She had on a conservative nightgown, but it was obvious mommy had no bra on because her nipples were erect. That was the clue in his mind that mommy needed fucked. As I was bent over putting lights on the tree, my boy grabbed me hard. He pulled up my nightgown and tore my panties off my body. Despite my protests, my son explored his rape phone sex fantasies for mommy. He rammed his cock in my pussy bareback. I was screaming for him to stop. I mean he was my son, and I could get pregnant. He did not like that I was fighting him. He slammed me down on the floor and fucked my ass until I cried. I was bleeding and barely able to crawl. After he nutted, he made me suck his cock clean. It was covered in mommy’s blood and feces. I was gagging as I sucked the mess off my son’s cock. He was so mean to mommy. He hurt mommy. He enjoyed hurting mommy too. His fantasy was not that different from my own experiences with my stepson. Sometimes my calls imitate my life.