He kept me locked up for days, sitting in the cage in a dark room waiting for his perfectly planned torture sex. Thought he was going to starve me but he only wanted to make me more grateful to eat right from his ass when the time came. When the lights finally came on my eyesight was blurry. It was hard to adjust at first, he pulled me from the cage. He was naked, he force fed me his shit and dragged me to a few boards he had made up, nails in strategic places. One would be right under my neck so I wouldn’t be able to rest it comfortably, one right in the middle of my back to keep me arched, and a line of them along where my legs would rest. He didn’t want them anywhere but up. He stood above me with a flogger and lashed at my tits and stomach. My body would react more than I could control most of the time, causing me to stick myself with the nails place before my neck and back multiple times. I could feel the blood pooling under me. Then he finally decided to fuck me, thrusting inside me forcing my body down, and enjoying the blood curdling screams he caused. As the nails penetrated my body, hitting just right spots to cause immense pain, so much the world around me started to fade. This was the price I paid for stealing the life of another with no permission. These wounds hurt, but I’m grateful he spared me for now. Selfishly my blood lust has gotten a bit stronger…I may risk punishment again.
Category: Domination phone sex
Punishment
Bloody Phone Sex Fantasies
I have bloody phone sex fantasies. A violent, gory, and painful death is what I deserve. I am a useless whore. I bet you agree too. Look at me. Platinum blonde hair. Big fake boobs. Tramp stamp, tongue and clit rings too. I am a life-sized fuck doll. And I want to be used. Guys ask me all the time what my limits are. None that I have found so far is my standard response. The darker the better. I do accomplice and victim play. Although I have a switch side, I make a much better victim. When I met Taylor at the gym, I thought he was looking to date. He did not scream BDSM master to me. He was cute, and built but polite and unassuming. I wanted him to do violent things to me, but he did not seem the type. I was wrong. He was Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. I did not have to bait him to bring out Dr. Jekyll either. The moment I stepped into his home, he collared and chained me. He told me he knew a good fuck doll when he saw one. My cunt was wet, and he could smell it too. He ripped my clothes off and held a knife to my throat. He told me one false move and he would slit my throat. I never saw this side of him at the gym. He is a gifted chameleon. He commented on my wet pussy and knew I was a pain slut. He carved his initials in my breasts making them bleed. He carved whore across my ass and laughed as I bled. I wanted him to fuck me, but when he did, I got more than I bargained for because he said he would not fuck a diseased bimbo with his cock. Instead, he stabbed my cunt with his knife, shredding my pussy. I think he ruined me for you.
My Ass Rape Porn Audition
It is no secret that I enjoy being an ass rape porn star. Normally, most men are just fucking my ass as brutally as they can. Yesterday, I had to prove that I could take a good ass pounding before this underground director would hire me. I wanted to be hired because the pay would score me enough coke for the month. I used the last bit of powder I had to put on a good ass sex show to get the job. The director had a variety of ass toys laying around from butt plugs to baseball bats. It was game on. I wanted this gig more than any other snuff porn audition. I put a butt plug in my ass first, then pulled it out immediately to suck on it. I was just getting started. I went for the gusto and put the baseball batt up my ass with no lube and not even a grimace on my face. The director and his assistants watched in awe as I demonstrated why I was the best girl for the film. I am flexible enough to fuck my own ass with the bat handle. I think what sold them that I was the right star for their underground ass rape fantasy movie was when I licked the shit and blood off the handle of the baseball bat, I sodomized myself with. They all jizzed in their pants at that site. I worked it. I wanted that gig more than any other gig. I got it too. But the audition was not over yet. They wanted to test me out themselves. Three guys rammed their hard cocks in my ass at once. No lube but the blood and shit in my ass from the baseball bat. After they came in my gaping asshole, they told me I was hired. I start filming tomorrow. One guy slipped me a little coke until I start filming. My ass will be ruined when it is all done, but for the money I am getting, it will all be worth it.
A Body for Snuff Porn
He told me I had a body for snuff porn. I was not sure if I should be scared or flattered. He ordered me naked so he could inspect my body further. I did not know this man. I was sent to him by my master. My master owed him a debt, and I was suddenly realizing I might pay for his debt with my life. While I was on all fours awaiting something, he took his belt off and gave me 50 lashes. He told me I was no better than a nigger slave and that my looks and my body would never compensate for being a stupid bimbo. I started crying. Believe it or not, I am not as thick skinned as I appear. I can handle pain better than humiliation. I guess because my father was so cruel to me as a young girl. I am not the first pain slut and submissive whore with daddy issues. I will not be the last either. As he shamed me for being stupid and plastic, his dick grew bigger. He was able to multi-task because he skull fucked me while whipping my back and ass with his leather belt. He caused my skin to break and blister from the snap of the leather. The metal belt buckle left huge welts over my body. I was trembling in fear and shame, when he decided my ass would feel better than my mouth. He put his belt around my neck and tightened it, so I struggled to breath. While I was gasping for air and no doubt turning blue, he used me like an ass rape porn star. My asshole now hurt as much as every other inch of me. He brutalized my flesh and my ass for hours. I have a huge mark across my throat from his belt as well as gashes all over body. I need a new master. I am going to die soon if he keeps pimping me out to settle his debts.
Waiting For Punishment
After having my first taste of draining the life from another I felt excited alive, but more importantly filled with fear. I knew it wouldn’t be long before my master found out I went rogue. Killing without permission or as an offering for the dark one. He was furious, but he didn’t let me know right away. He let me feel that I had gotten away with it, that maybe I wasn’t so sloppy after all. He lured me right into the trap, while I didn’t even give it a second thought. Master wanted to show off his new space. He had brought a new property with spacious land surrounding it, not a neighbor for miles. With it an underground level only accessible by using a special code through a door he had hidden behind a wall filled with bookshelves. This floor had all the amenities one could possibly need, nothing about it was scary or suspicious. A bed, a bathroom, even a little entertainment area. A small kitchen, I thought nothing of it when he shut the door and left me down there. Until the tv turned on and started playing a video from me that night with my victim, edited personally by him. Complete with commentary and a special message to go into the last room. I opened the door and walked into a dark room, filled with tools, a few tables, chains, and a cage in the middle of the room. A note on the cage told me to enter and be a good girl, it was time for me to serve my time. He’ll come get me when he’s ready. Now I wait to find out what he has planned for me.
Snuff Sex is what I love
I tried to be all prim and proper, but in reality, I’m a wicked slut. I love snuff sex, and that’s the only thing I want. I am not into guys being all sweet and loving. I want rough sex and love pain and pleasure. It goes hand in hand with me. I want to feel you rip my holes up and stuff me deep. I can’t get enough of torture and inflicting pain. I want to dedicate my time to finding the perfect girl and snuffing her out with my lover. I like using girls. I am notorious for befriending them and turning on them for my pleasure. I want to strike when they least expect it and show them I’m a dominant boss bitch that will fuck them and have them crying in agony. I love to use fire and burn their pretty faces off while my sadistic helper watches and strokes his erected cock. The screams and pleads make addicted to more.
Domination Phone Sex for Coke
Domination phone sex is what I need. I am not a good bitch. I get it. I have always been a wild girl. I party and I do not listen. Sober, I understand that I need to be grateful for my medicine. High, I become a greedy bitch. I hate going to my stepson for coke. He makes me go through a lot of hoops to get high. But when I am desperate, I know I can trade my dignity for coke. No one makes me work for it like my stepson. I went to his place Sunday to beg. If I text him or just show up, he knows why. When I arrived he had a group of men over. I knew that was not a good sign. He tossed me a collar and told me to get naked. When I came back, he put a chain on my collar and walked me around to each guy. I had to drink their piss. I was not even high yet. I did not want to drink piss. But I wanted my coke, so I acted like I was drinking champagne. The guys started fucking me. Fucking my ass and mouth. I had to bark like a dog, oink like a pig and drink cum out of bowls on the floor. I had to lick assholes and drink piss. And once the men fucked my asshole, I had to drink the cum that ran out of my asshole too. It was degrading and humiliating, but I am a taboo phone sex whore, so nothing new. My stepson and his friends loved every moment of using me. My ass hole is sore. I have handprints on my ass in the form of bruises. They choked me too. But once again, worth it to get my coke.
Sex with Dead Bodies in the Morgue
My last date sent me to the ER. I am not a free woman yet, but I get on Fet Life and meet guys. I like bad boys. It is my curse. While I was at the hospital, I met another guy with a dark side. So dark, he took me to the morgue for sex with dead bodies. I did not go willingly. I thought he was a nurse coming in to set my cast on my arm. He told me we had to go to the basement for that. He wheeled me into the morgue. I knew we were there too. I could smell it. I felt sick and demanded to know what was going on. He slapped me across the face so hard I bit my lip. This was not a chance encounter. He was there as a warning from the guy who sent me to the ER. He pulled out the fresh corpse of a young blonde and fucked her while I watched. He made sure I knew that if I talked to the cops like this girl did, he would be fucking my dead body too. I am a kinky girl. I like pain, but I do not really want to die. I promised I would not say a word. I never do. Men beat me all the time and I say I fell if I end up in the ER. I did not want to be in the morgue any longer. I pleaded to go back to my room. He fucked a few more dead girls to make sure I understood my fate if I spoke to the police. Then he made me an accomplice by forcing me to lick his cum out of a dead girl’s cunt. Her skin was like ice to the touch. The smell of formaldehyde made me want to puke. I held it back and licked away the all his DNA that the dead girl’s cunt had in it. I got a cast on my arm, kept my mouth shut and lived to fuck another day.
Torture Sex and Any Fantasy You Want
He called me for torture sex. Not for him, but his little niece who gives him daddy boners when she smiles. I prefer to torture and kill in real life, but I know that is not always realistic or safe. Sometimes, a hot nasty fantasy call takes care of that itch. I enjoy snuff calls. No one is off limits to me. I do not care how young or old someone might be, I will kill them with you or for you. I have no regard for human life. I hate everybody. I have never enjoyed social gatherings or felt the need to have friends. The only family member I loved was my grandpa on my dad’s side and he has been dead a decade. I am a serial killer with no MO. That is how I never get caught. I have no pattern. Sometimes I kill for fun. Sometimes, I kill for hire. Sometimes I kill because the person annoys the fuck out of me. I have no pattern and many motives and that is how I stay an undetected serial killer. I do enjoy helping you with your dark desires though like fucking and killing your little cock teasing niece. Most folks are born with a conscious or an uncontrollable desire to not be arrested. I have nothing to lose which means I can risk everything. I can even take the risk for you. Tell me who you want to star in our snuff porn and lets make it happen.
Anal Whore
Anal slut is what I am I love when you cum over to use my ass. As soon as I see you, I get your dick hard by sucking it until it is down my throat while I play with your balls. It gets my pussy so wet sucking your fat cock that my juices drip down to my ass and get it all wet. I bend over for you and spread my ass to show you how ready I am for you. I love how you rub your dick all up and down my ass, teasing it with the head I love when you stick your fat cock in my ass and leave it there letting me feel every inch. I play with my clit while you slowly take it in and out of my ass and when you start fucking me hard, I finger my pussy hard too so I can feel how deep your dick is in my ass, when you feel my fingers poking through it makes you go harder and pump me over and over until you fill my ass up with all you cum.










