Category: Domination phone sex

Ass Rape Porn Star Blair Fights Another Bitch in a Battle of the Anal Whores

ass rape pornBeing an ass rape porn star never gets boring. I showed up to make a dirty anal gang bang movie for some fast cash. I spent the money for the mortgage on coke. I had to recuperate that money, or my husband would kill me. He finally started trusting me with money again. He thinks I have been clean and sober for years now. I have just become better at hiding my coke habit. For the most part, I have figured out how to trade my cunt and ass for coke so I do not need cash. Since I doubted that the bank would trade my fuck holes for our $2,000 mortgage, I answered a few ads for snuff porn. I was not the only woman who showed up. Turns out we were costars. There was no male star with us. I felt better about it, but that was fleeting once I found out the terms. Only one of us would be paid. We were fighting each other anally. We had to brutalize each other’s buttholes until the other one simply could not take it anymore. It was like WWE but in the adult world of anal whores. I am a seasoned anal whore. This girl was 20 tops. I had a couple decades of being an anal whore on her. I needed that money. I know a few wrestling moves, so I used them to pin her beneath me so I could fist her ass. I had to get more brutal than that because she started squirting with my fist up her asshole. She liked it. Fuck, I had my work cut out for me. I put my knee on her throat and double fisted her. Now, she was yelping. I told her I was sorry, but I needed that money. I gave her the worst anal torture sex she has ever had. I prolapsed her ass and I made it bleed. She did give up finally. And I paid the mortgage on time. But I was almost busted. If I had not won, I would have been homeless and on my way to divorce court by the end of the week.

Mutilation Phone Sex for a Man of the Cloth

I was staying at a Hostile over the Summer when I went to Europe. And all I could think about was Mutilation phone sex with a few of these lame fucks staying there. Most were testosterone fueled morons that a drop of alcoholic drink made total morons.

On my last weekend there, I had a Priest staying in the room opposite me. He was young and kinda cute in his damned costume. I would just tease him and flirt with him. One night I snuck into his room after I took some ecstasy while out at a club. I seem to get bolder and more demanding on that shit.

In fact I found myself tying the man of the cloth up and building an alter with candles and a dagger. My thoughts were very dark. Seeing him he was getting so fucking hard. As I undressed I put his priest robe on. And then I crawled on top of his naked body and straddled his hard dick as I chanted every blasphemy I could think of and rode that big cock. I squeezed the cum from him.

Slipping off of him and knowing I made him break his vow of chastity I laughed. I sat and slipped the ritual dagger in my cunt and worked myself into an orgasm squirting his jizz onto the blade. I slit my cunt a little bit to mix my blood. Dipped it into wine and made him drink. This was the hottest shit. I was needing to catch my flight and ran out changed and grabbed my bag. I fled to the airport and that was the end of that.

Heaven knows I would have enjoyed Mutilation Phone Sex …

Heaven knows I would have done far more fucked up shit with him and maybe have him transfer to the satanic side. But fuck knows, maybe he has.

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Ass rape porn is what I got in the park bathroom

As i went to the bathroom at the park i was at and i didn’t know i would end being part of making Ass rape porn. As i walked in a few guys were harassing me a bit, what they called flirting. As I finished washing my hands three guys walked in. without a word they grabbed me and started ripping my clothes off. I begged them to stop but they wouldn’t. That is when I was shoved to the ground and a hard cock was forced into my mouth. He fucked my throat so hard i couldn’t breathe and i almost passed out.

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He slapped me so I wouldn’t pass out and when I looked up, I could see they were filming everything with their phones. They laughed as he pushed my face down on the bathroom floor and spread my ass open. I was trying to scream but a dick was shoved in my mouth. The other one forced his cock deep in my ass and fucked me hard. while the other guy filmed he cheered and said how he was going to be next. My asshole was getting ripped open and I could feel the blood running down my legs. They filmed  themselves fulfilling their Rape phone sex fantasies with my asshole. They didn’t stop until my ass was dripping with cum and blood. When they were done with me they choked me until my body went limp, I guess they thought I was dead. But I woke up a bit later bloody and sore, still alive.

Violent Phone Sex is the Only Kind I Want

violent phone sexViolent phone sex is the only kind of I have with callers. I am not a GFE girl. No romance in me at all. In fact, I dismember men who try to get romantic with me and eat them for breakfast. I am very clear that I am not looking for a boyfriend. The only use men serve me is as an accomplice or a victim. There is no middle road with me because I do not think like a woman. I think like a stone-cold killer. I killed a boy in high school. He was my first male kill. I had slaughtered some mean girls, but no guys yet. This tool had it coming. He was a popular jock. He thought he could target me. He thought I was easy prey as a loner Goth girl. Ture, I ran with the Dungeons and Dragon crowd. I was not popular. I was different. But I was not some dumb girl who believed the school jock really wanted to date me. I was prepared for him. Men have never been able to get the upper hand with me because I see right though them. He showed up at my place claiming he wanted to date me. I knew what the jocks did. They made gangbang rape porn movies with nerdy, unpopular high school girls and blasted the videos all over school to slut shame them. Before he had a chance to fuck me, I stabbed him in the balls. I did not castrate him, but I deflated each ball with a sharp pencil through each testicle. I told him that was for all the other women who were not as smart as me. My grandpa heard the screams, came to my rescue and realized I was not the one screaming. He was proud of me. He encouraged me to kill the boy and put him out of every woman’s misery. With my grandpa cheering me on, I slit his throat with a paring knife and watched him bleed out on the grass. My grandpa fed his corpse to the wood chipper and we used his remains as fertilizer. Got my first taste of snuff porn that day. Been a killing machine ever since.

Bondage Phone Sex for Cock and Coke Gets Brutal

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex always gets kinky with me. This guy who likes to tie me up in exchange for coke, gets kinkier every encounter we have. I love bondage, but even for a BDSM whore, it can go too far. Tony is a drug dealer. He is a rouge one, not tied to any cartel, but he likes to tie up women. I think he does as much blow as he gives. But his blow always requires some pain. He tied me up in a way that I did not think I would ever be able to get out of. I was strung up, suspended in air like a marionette puppet. My arms and legs dangling uncomfortably. He had a cattle prod that he kept zapping me with to watch my limbs move. When he shoved it up my ass, my entire body jumped. It made me piss too. He basked in my golden nectar though. As my piss sprayed his face, he began smacking me with his leather belt. I yelped in pain. He was doing coke, taunting me. I am a taboo phone sex slut, but I can only go so far sober. I needed coke if he was going to whip me like that. I begged for a bump, but he was not interested in getting me coked up until after he had his sadistic fun. He is a different guy when coked up. But then I am different woman when high too. I could not move. I felt the rope digging into my flesh every time he shocked me. My body would jerk and the ropes would cut my flesh with my involuntary movements. Tony was naked with a hard cock ready for me to beg for cock and coke, and in that order too. I begged to be his ass rape porn star not because I wanted his cock up my ass, but because I wanted that coke and that was the only way to get it. The things I endure for coke. Now, I must explain these ligature marks to my husband.

Snuff Movies for Street Vengeance

snuff moviesI am known for my snuff movies. I make all kinds, but they are all brutal. Very brutal. I guess you could call me a gore whore. The bloodier the better. I was going to just torture this one guy. He was a total tool. A jerk who has an unhealthy habit of predatory behavior. I was hired by a girl he stalked to castrate him. She wanted to make sure he never ruined another woman’s life. He is some trust fund boy who thinks the world owes him. He will never face his consequences because he uses his money to make sure he has no consequences. My client just wanted his balls gone, but she hired a sadistic phone sex bitch. This guy deserved more than that. I stalked him for a few days to learn his habits. I watched him do a ton of predatory things and just shrug his shoulders like it was no big deal. Asshole. Self-entitled douche bag.  He needed to suffer. Hell, he needed to die. I know my Goth looks are not what he liked. But I can be a chameleon. I donned a blonde wig. Put on a club dress and high heels. And set the bastard up. He never saw it coming. He was still perplexed when he woke up. But he quickly realized he was in trouble, deadly trouble. I had my camera rolling and I got right into. I told him his litany of crimes and how I was summoned to make him pay for his crimes since the legal system failed his victims. He looked scared when he saw my big knife. He pissed himself when I put the knife under his balls. I told him to smile for the camera and then the torture sex began. I cut his balls off like I was paid to do, but I chopped his dick in half too. That was for fun. I sliced it in the right place so blood spurted everywhere like a severed head. I carved him up like a piece of meat. My client got her pound of flesh and a lot more. I cannot let such a tool live. Not one with money because he will escape justice every time. No one, however, is above my street justice. No one.

Torture Phone Sex of My Milf Ass Can Get Nasty and Humiliating

torture phone sexAnal torture phone sex is my specialty. I wish it was not, but men love to torture my asshole. And not just my stepson. All men love to fuck my ass, some are more brutal than others. I got fisted the other night. This guy I met online wanted to exchange some coke for some hot ass sex. Why not, I told myself. Big mistake. This guy had friends who wanted to fuck me too. I did not know that tidbit, however, before we agreed to meet. I showed up at his place and a small army of dudes were waiting to fuck my ass and fist my cunt. I started to walk out. I needed the coke, but I did not know these men. I did not know what they would do to me. I had no idea if they had clean dicks either. When I am high I do not think of this shit, but I was out of coke. That means I was sober and thinking rationally. But the part if me that was jonesing for a fix almost always throws caution to the wind. I was being rational. I was heading for the door, but I was grabbed and forced to do a gangbang rape porn. Bent over and tied up, the guys sodomized me. One at a time at first, then two and tree at a time. Brutally fucking my ass hard. After they came in my ass, they fisted my ass. My ass was full of cum, shit and fists. It was nasty. I tried to warn them. They got pissed off that I did not clean my ass out properly. I was not planning on getting anally gang banged was my defense. They spread the shit and cum all over my face making me clean it up. I was humiliated. I was gross and nasty too. I mean I do a lot of ass rape porn, but this was brutal and unexpected. I did not prepare properly and I paid the price. I lost my dignity but I gained a bag of coke, so I guess I won after all.

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Gangbang Rape Porn

I love gangbang rape porn! I have rape phone sex fantasies in which I’m kidnapped by one of your accomplices that lured me into a fake job interview. Once I’m locked into the office, you come and force me on the ground, ripping my clothes off, spreading my legs and forcing yourself inside me while your accomplice holds my hands above my head so I can’t fight back. Then, she starts smothering me with her pussy, riding my face and muffling my screams so no one can hear me. As your fucking my pussy, another accomplice comes out and forces his dick deep into my shit hole, with two others– one in each hand –cumming in my face, tits and pussy while I get my holes filled. I want to be waterboarded with pussy juice while your accomplice rides my face hard and cums while I’m being stuffed. I love violent phone sex and want to feel my holes being ripped apart from the inside while I’m being pounded and forced to take it all. The thought of being used like a fuck doll, fucked like a cheap whore and discarded really turns me on! Gangbang phone sex is the perfect way for me to get off!

Torture Sex: I Can be the Victim or the Accomplice

 

torture sexHe was in the mood for torture sex, so I brought him a cute, young teen girl for his dark fantasies. Better some random slut than me. When my man is in this kind of mood, I can either be his victim or his accomplice. I try hard not to be the victim anymore. I am not perfect at it, but I have become good at providing something younger, tighter than me. That is my super power. I can bring men young meat. Young girls do not see me as a threat. Most sex traffickers have a female accomplice for this reason. Most of the women have been trafficked themselves. They learn quickly like I did that when you age out, you can stay the victim, or you can make yourself useful. It is a survival of the fittest world. You can get yourself killed, put on the circuit where girls or never seen again, or you can become the accomplice phone sex partner like I did.

I found Breanna at the mall. A shy, awkward girl who I could tell was desperate to fit in. She wanted to be part of the popular crowd. I am a good accomplice because I know how young girls think. I know how to use their weaknesses against them. I know how to safely lure them into a dark, depraved world of violence and fuckery. I easily lured Breanna away from the safety of the mall. I brought her to my man, who had a big hardon for the teen slut wannabe. He told her he would make her a star. I think she thought we meant Hollywood movies, not snuff movies. Anyway, I helped him fuck the shit out of her. When he is in that kind of mood, I can take the heat, or I can find a surrogate. With so many little girls in the world, why would I ever be the victim anymore? I can bring you a tiny morsel too. You game for some fresh fuck meat to destroy?

Strangulation Phone Sex and Torture for Pervert Stepdaddies

strangulation phone sexDo you like strangulation phone sex?  I sure do. The first person I ever strangled was my stepfather.  He crawled into my bed one night and thought he could molest me. He had no idea what a sick bitch I already was. I did not kill him that first night though. I squeezed his throat hard and kneed him in the groin to get him off me, then screamed bloody murder until my mother came into the room. She believed me because she found him in my room with his pants down. Hard to explain that. She kicked the bastard to the curb. I left marks on his neck from trying to choke him out. I have not seen that poor bastard in over 20 years, but guess what? He walked into my Goth bar and sat next to me. He had no clue who I was either. I slipped a roofie in his beer when he was not looking. When it kicked in, I took him to my car and drove him to my cabin in the woods. I was finally going to get my revenge. I planned on strangling him because it was long overdue. But torture sex first. If you have a dick but do not know how to use it for good, I am going to take it away from you. When my dear old ex stepdaddy woke up, I twisted a scalpel down his urethra, making him scream in agonizing pain. I attached a shock device to his balls too sending painful electrodes through his body with every movement. I was not done yet.  I have lots of torture devices I inherited form my grandpa. He was a collector of the macabre. I have this Victorian torture device called a Jugum Penis. It looks like a bear trap.  It is old and rusty too, but once the trap snaps closed it’s like having your junk in a mouse trap with teeth. While he screamed and cried in pain, I straddled his chest and strangled him to death yelling at him, “Remember me now, pervert?” He should have died when I was a schoolgirl. But he is my snuff porn star now. And like I said, better late than never.