I’m no ordinary hot slut, I’m a snuff porn addict and I want to make you bleed and feel my pain! Although I may look pretty and perfect in pink, my favorite color is black, dark as my heart and soul. I live to make you feel my deep aching pain as I dominate you completely. I want to use you as my punching bag, my own personal voodoo doll to inflict any pain I can on you, simply because it makes me wet! I want to crush your balls under my heel, as you writhe in pain, I laugh at your weakness. If you like being used and abused I may just sit on your face until you can’t even scream anymore, that’s how I like to cum! I’m your slutty dominatrix cum queen and you Will Worship Me even if it costs you your balls!
He said he wanted to put me in snuff movies. He has been a loyal follower of my stepson’s stream that stars me. He has committed some serious Bitcoin to watch my stepson ravage my holes, even torture them. He promised me a big bag of coke and some money to get even more coke. I did not know my stepson was in on it. When I arrived at the address I was provided, I was shocked to see my stepson at the door. He yanked me in the room. He wanted me to see Victor giving him a big wad of cash. He was renting my stepson’s whore for night. What I did not know was that this was a real snuff porn. Or real until I escaped. My stepson took money to watch me be killed on film. Victor bought me. The money and coke he gave me was just to make it look real. To make me feel like this was just another movie staged to look like a real snuff flick. Victor wanted me high first. I did a big line with him and my stepson before they went to town on my holes. I was being violently fucked. Like both cocks rammed in my ass together. They pulled my hair in unison too. When they started choking me that was when I realized they wanted me dead. Victor had paid my stepson $100,000 to snuff me. That was all my life was worth. I make more money doing taboo phone sex than that. I am a professional when it comes to snuff. I have simulated it enough to know how to lie there like a wet noodle looking dead. They just left me as a lump on the floor. My stepson got my coke and they got high thinking I was dead on the floor. When they were uber high, I snuck out. I know my days are numbered now. My stepson is not going to be happy that he is out that money for a bitch who did not really die.
I rub my cunt while fantasizing about ripping a prissy bitch to shreds! Today when I went to the mall, I saw this fucking slut prancing around with a mini skirt and a crop top on. Her hot sexy body irritated me! Why flaunt it if you don’t want it to be abused? I was filled with so much frustration that my pussy was soaking through my underwear. I just knew I had to grab her. I waited until she was passing one of the back doors of the mall and shoved her through it. while simultaneously covering her wet mouth with my hands I dragged her towards my car. She tried to scream and fight but her sexy little weak body didn’t stand a chance! When I got her into my car, I bound her hands and ankles together so that I could see the fear in her eyes intensify. I wanted to smell her scared pussy all the way home. She looked so fucking sexy trying to escape being brough home for us to enjoy. I slapped her tight pussy as I drive home to make sure it was super juicy and wet for you. As we get closer to the destination, I could tell I was bringing her closer and closer to cumming! This slut was trying to hide it, but I could tell that she loved when I aggressively rubbed her clit! If she didn’t want her pussy exposed and played with, why would did she come out of the house with no panties on?? Such a fucking whore! I made her cunt squirt all over the dashboard as I pulled into your driveway. She was easy to pull out the car and into the house now that her snatch was partially drained. We get to the basement, and I threw her at your feet. “Good bitch.” you sternly say. My legs shake as I try to keep myself from orgasming from your presence and praise . I could tell by your smile that you were going to ravage this bitch! I can’t wait! What should we do first?
I’m the pretty school teen you have wanted! You always try to take a peek at my cunt and my panties when they throw me up in the air for cheer. You have been a coach for a few years and fuck the other cheer coaches but I have always been your favorite. You keep me late to tell me how amazing I am and how sexy I am when my skirt flies up. Before I knew it you were forcing fucking me at the late-night meetings. You push me over your desk and push my skirt off and take out your hard cock. I start to cry as you ram it into my teen pussy. You cum inside of me after every meet either in your office or in the locker room and record it all.
I’ll send you into space with my little tight pussy and Evil ways. You need an evil babysitter who is not afraid of big daddy dicks fucking her while she encourages your Lil’ ones to eat my pussy, or sucking your sons cock off as you rip through me! I very much could be your tiny daughter who has been having sex with her boyfriend on the couch as her sisters and brother sleep. You bust me and tell me that if i want tobe a little slut you will make me one! That you know what I have been doing behind your back. And now it’s daddy’s turn to be a vile P-man and get his cum inside his darlings! It’s not my fault that I like helping men get off with some ageplay slutkins! Cum into my web of seductive young play and gangbang dreams of boys and girls and lots of daddy cocks filling me and yoru brats up!
Castration phone sex? I hope you say yes, but guess what? I do not care if a guy wants his dick cut off or not. Many of my castrations have been done for a fee. Some loser knows he has a worthless cock and wants it gone. Or maybe he just wants to be a sissy and wants his balls removed. I will castrate anyone who pays. I castrate quite a few who do not pay or even request a ball removal too. Men are living in the dark ages still. If I say get away from me mother fucker or leave me alone loser, I mean it. I am not playing hard to get. I am not the kind of woman you piss off. Because I just assume kill you then let you harass me. Mike was the latest recipient of my free ball removal service last night. We met at music venue. I was alone and wanted to be left alone to enjoy the music. This solo guy was all up in my space trying to dance with him. If I wanted him to bump and grind on me, I would have let him know. It was a seedy little club. The show was a sausage fest, but one less sausage at the end of the night. I had a knife strapped to my leg. When he pulled out his cock, he thought I was going to go down on him in a club, I knew I had to cut it off. This was not ball removal. This was cock removal. The tool needed no instrument. While I was on my knees, I pulled out my knife and sliced off his cock and squirmed my way out of the crowd to avoid detection. I think it took him a few minutes to realize what had happened. I left the show early but that was only, so I did not get arrested. No fucking dickless wonder was sending me to jail.
My angelic face and perfect body might make me most men’s fantasy fuck, but my demonic mind and corrupted soul definitely make me everyone’s nightmare. You might survive a harrowing trip through my sadistic world of sex and violence, but you’ll never, ever forget the joyful pain and bloody torture I inflict upon you. Scars come in all sorts of shapes and sizes and aren’t limited to only your skin.
I love to get off, I am human. But my twisted carnal desires have a way of taking shape and coming to life in the most fucked up fashion you could imagine. At first I thought I was seeing things, my House of Horrors has a real weird way about it and visions of messed up, slimy little filth monsters seemed to just be a part of the deal. The night I woke up screaming from a rape filled nightmare and found one of those ghoulish freaks buried halfway in my cunt grunting and staring at me with those dead freakish eyes, I knew they weren’t just figments of my messed up imagination.
It took a few weeks but through hours of salacious study, the best I could figure is that these grisly cum guzzling butt boglins are physical manifestations of my most craven desires. The more disturbing the fantasy was, the more horrific the beasts got, the more my holes got stretched and tunneled into. I couldn’t get away from them, either. They didn’t just stay in the house when I left to stalk some jizz junky prey or sniff out some sweet virgin poon, they fucking followed me everywhere I went popping up at the most inopportune moments. Do you know how hard it is to be stealthy when you’re constantly shooing off a group of horny little ghoulies? It’s impossible!
I’m not an idiot, though. Of course I figured out how to get rid of them and push my nightmare off onto someone else. It’s not that hard, I just have to practice a bit of control. To rid myself of my rotten manifestations all I have to do is lure a lust filled lover into my big haunted house, fuck their brains out (metaphorically) and then just let them live and go on their merry way. The fiendish little living diseases simply follow them out the door. They might not notice at first, but eventually every one of my living lovers start getting harassed and violated by those horny, otherworldly creations of mine.
Sometimes my bloodlust gets the best of me and, even when I plan on giving them a life pass, I accidentally go to far and miss the chance to pass my sputtering and spewing sentient STD’s off to a simpering fuck sow. It’s all good, I just find another pussy pounding piggy and show a bit more restraint. It’s easier once I’ve already snuffed the life out of some other strange lover.
I don’t know why these boglins started appearing, my house is fucking crazy and does what it wants. Now that I know how to make them go away, though, I like to build up a whole gang of the little fuck fantasy gash ghoulies before I give them to an unsuspecting sex fiend. I guarantee they’ll make his life much harder than they made mine. Probably his cock, too.
Do you know what you are? You’re a filthy fucking whore. Honestly, only a piggie would stuff himself to the point of feeling sick and then vomiting all over themselves. And you do that kind of shit all the time, don’t you? You order multiple pizzas from whoever has the best deal in town. Then, once they’re delivered, you binge eat them while you watch some stupid sports game or TV show. You can feel the nausea start and you know you’re going to vomit everywhere including all over yourself because you can’t be bothered to get up. You just puke right there on yourself in bed.
You look down and there are chunks of half-digested pizza and somehow, it turns you on. You want it all over you, so you start rolling around in your bed, getting the vomit all over you and your bed. You know you’re going to sleep in that filthy bed tonight and your smile. But before you drift off to sleep, you reach down and wrap your vomit covered hand around your cock and start stroking it. You’re going to add one more bodily fluid to that mess all over you. Call me for fantasy phone sex and find out more.
When daddy gets too drunk he likes to use me as a punching bag! Daddy and brother love drinking and having heated arguments, sometimes they like to get me drunk too and beat me for fun. They love feeling my soft skin take their punches and let their kicks and slaps turn my pale skin purple with bruises. I won’t lie, I do enjoy it, once the pain passes and I’m left with a throbbing pussy because I know most of the time after I get beaten, I’ll be taking a cock too! Daddy and brother reward me for being a good punching bag with a face full of their hot cum, I’m not allowed to wipe it off so it gets in my eyes and makes me cry but deep down I’m so satisfied!