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Post Orgasm Torture Sex With Yara

My wrists are secured in ropes, arms pinned to my sides and fastened to the ceiling beam. My legs are spread, ankles tied to floor rings so I can’t close them. An anal plug sits thick and heavy inside me, stretching my shithole without mercy. A wand vibrator is being pressed directly against my clit.

Master sits at the table eating his sandwich. He watches me while my hips jerk and my pussy spasms around nothing. The vibrator hums on its lowest setting, just enough to keep me on the edge without pushing me over. Every few minutes he reaches over and clicks the remote up one notch until eventually the first orgasm rips through me without warning, sudden and sharp. My cunt clenches hard, juices dripping down my spread thighs. I moan, loud and broken.

He doesn’t stop eating. He just watches the wet spot grow on the floor beneath me.

Another click. The vibrations intensify. My clit throbs, swollen and oversensitive. The second orgasm hits faster, my whole body seizing. I scream this time. My hips buck wildly, trying to escape the relentless buzzing, but there’s nowhere to go. The anal plug shifts inside me with every spasm, pressing against the thin wall between my holes.

I beg for him to turn it off, to give me just the smallest reprieve, but he ignores me. The third orgasm builds before the second fully fades. My clit feels raw, every pulse of the vibrator like an electric shock straight into my nerves. My pussy gushes again, a fresh flood running down my legs. My vision blurs. I’m babbling now, begging, promising anything if he’ll just give me a break. He ignores every word.

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When his plate is empty, he reaches for the half-full glass bottle of ice-cold coke on the table. He drains the last few swallows, then stands and walks over to me. He presses the rounded base against my entrance, and I flinch. He doesn’t give me time to adjust. He pushes.

The bottle is wider than any cock I’ve had. My pussy resists for a second, then yields with a wet sound.  I cry out, the sensation alien and overwhelming. It’s not warm, not soft, not alive. It’s just hard and practically splitting me open. He works it deeper, hitting a sensitive spot inside me. My cunt flutters around it, trying to adjust.

He starts fucking me with it  until the neck is almost disappearing, then pulls it back until only the rim catches at my entrance. Each thrust forces a wet, squelching sound from my soaked cunt. My walls clench involuntarily, trying to grip the smooth surface, but there’s no give.

He leaves the anal plug in. Every time he drives the bottle deep, the plug shifts too. The stretch is almost too much. My clit is still buzzing, the vibrator still in place, and another orgasm crashes over me before I can brace for it. My pussy spasms around the glass, trying to push it out, but Master just pushes it back in harder.

I’m sobbing and begging him to just give me a break, but he doesn’t answer. He just keeps fucking me with the bottle, watching me while my cunt convulses around something that has no business being inside me. My thighs are soaked. The vibrator hasn’t stopped.

Another orgasm builds, cruel and inevitable, and I know he’s not stopping until he’s decided I’ve had enough.

Accomplice Whore Rena Helps Get Some Young Pussy

accomplice phone sexAs the snuff accomplice phone sexwhore, my job is to ensure that every client’s desires are met, no matter how depraved or taboo they may seem. Today’s request was particularly twisteda man wanted me to bring him a young girl for his pleasure. I knew exactly what he had in mind and wasn’t squeamish about it; after all, this kind of thing happens more often than you might think in our line of work.

I scoured through my network until I found someone suitable – an underage runaway with nowhere else to go who would do anything for money and drugs. She didn’t know she was being sold into sexual slavery but soon enough her innocence would be stripped away by the man waiting eagerly at home base camp location. His rock hard cock waiting for her tight little body to be handed to him basically on a silver platter. Like I had done for him to get off using little brats for as long as I’ve known him. I got her fucked up to make using her a breeze. She was in and out of being coherent.

. The girl sat nervously between us, not knowing what fate awaited her but too high on drugs to care much about it at this point. I stripped her down naked.  She looked like a little whore, her tight cunt ready to be manhandled by my man.

“Alright sweetheart,”  It was time for a new owner of her body to take over. To take her innocence through those tight slut holes. To change her, to own her. I loved handing him a body of a small cum dumpster on a platter. Too fucking easy!

Bad Babysitter Phone Sex is So Much Fun

babysitter phone sexI love being a member of the bad babysitter phone sex club. Babysitting is so easy nowadays because of these online babysitter groups and apps. When I was a young girl, I could only babysit like the brats of somebody I knew like a neighbor. With these online babysitter forums, it’s so easy to create fake references and use fake IDs.

Thanks to a friend of mine, I own over 50 different fake ids. And I never use the same ID twice. Every ID has a different name and look. I’ve even been known to strap my tits down and use a prosthetic nose and colored contacts to alter my looks too.

It keeps me undetected. And I don’t do this often, maybe six or seven times a year. I accept money from a man who wants to fuck something young. I’m not a mother so I can’t just give them one of my brats to fuck. Most parents seem so oblivious. They don’t even realize somebody violated their little one. But that is partially because I’m an excellent accomplice phone sex partner. I clean up all traces of DNA. And I arrive prepared for cleanup.

A Good Accomplice Cleans Up Your Mess

Dave wanted to fuck a very young boy butt. So, I looked around for gigs that had a boy the right age for him. He wanted and age were from behind; you don’t know if you’re fucking a little boy or a little girl. And I found him a little Hispanic boy. Parents look affluent and I found the little boy adorable. Cutest little bubble butt on him which I knew would drive my client wild.

Parents wouldn’t be back until around two or 3 AM cause they went out of town for a wedding. I gave the boy my special milk cocktail that lets the little ones sleep through anything even anal sex. I texted my client how to sneak in from the back undetected. The only problem nowadays is that almost everybody owns either a ring camera on their door or security cameras everywhere. But part of my kit includes a camera detector. I could sneak him in, and no one would know a thing.

Some Men Prefer the Company of Boy Butt

I lubed up the boy, and guided my client’s cock in. And the boy slept through it. He slept through anal penetration. I become a better mixologist with this cocktail every time. The boy became my client’s ass rape porn star and wouldn’t remember a thing. My client dumped his ass full of cum too.

You might be wondering how I clean up the evidence. It’s a two-part strategy. I suck up the cum with a turkey baster because the ass gapes open for a little while once the cock comes out. And then I use a douche to wipe away any other traces. Then I follow that up by using the baster again filled with warm water to neutralize the douche smell. I told you I was great accomplice.

Dave enjoyed the night. And once he left, I was $30,000 richer. I spent about two hours on cleanup and the boys slept through that too. But the boy appeared fast asleep when his parents finally got home. They paid me 100 bucks for the night, but I didn’t need the money. At least I didn’t need the babysitting money. But I took it.

I played my part. When the boy wakes up with a sore butt, his parents will think anything other than the babysitter let some strange man violate their son’s bubble butt. Parents never think that and I never leave them with a reason to think that.

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies Can Make You My Target Instead of My Accomplice

killer phone sexIt never ceases to amaze me how many men and women have killer phone sex fantasies. The problem is not everybody reads bios or blogs. And others are just dip shits who think that because they paid for a service, they can do whatever the fuck they want to me. Repeat with me. Venus is not your submissive fuck doll. I don’t possess a submissive bone in my body. Plus, I enjoy being cruel, especially cruel to assholes and dip shits.

When Oscar called me, he simply needed an accomplice. He wanted to work out some of his sexual frustration for his cock teasing neighbor girl who likes to jump on the trampoline in a little bikini during the summer. Seems innocent enough right. But in a skimpy little bikini, things slip and expose jailbait parts to perverted neighbors. Men cannot be expected to be behave under such circumstances. So, they call women like me for violent fantasy phone sex.

No harm in roleplaying your violent fantasies. As of now, nobody regulates our mind and our fantasies remain just that, fantasies. And folks never get arrested for a fantasy. But Oscar turned out to be a dip shit. He thought since he didn’t get to fuck the little girl next-door, he could fuck me. But I’m so dominant that I don’t even let losers phone fuck me.  Oscar did not realize he lived near me. Honestly, I’ve never talked to somebody in my city. Let alone somebody literally only six blocks away.

Be Careful Men, I Come for My Callers Too

So, Oscar got a surprise. He woke up from the dead of sleep to see the woman he called hours earlier, straddling his body holding a knife to his throat. He rubbed his eyes like this might be some bad dream. And I told him this is no dream. I came to exact revenge. And I told him this could have been prevented. In the moment I wanted to slit his throat. But I decided castration phone sex might be a better reminder that his actions come with consequences.

He told me on the phone, that if I didn’t let him force fuck me, he would demand a refund. Nobody blackmails me. And nobody tries to force fuck me either. Not my fault some of you are too stupid to remember how to breathe. But for Oscar, he got a lot more bang for his buck because I took his balls. I removed them with a very sharp knife. He bled everywhere. And I plopped them into a jar of formaldehyde with his name and offense against me on the label. My collection of severed testicles seems vast. But I have been collecting balls for decades.

Now I doubt I likely will never do a call with somebody who lives that close to me again. I’m still amazed that it happened. I’ve certainly thought about it with other callers many times before, but the distance prevented me from doing it. Perhaps some people, including law-enforcement, might find my measures extreme. However, men like that only escalate. Someone needs to neuter them before the bodies rack up. So why not me?

Rape phone sex fantasies destroying that old cunt

Rape phone sex fantasies, My boyfriend and I got off hard on raping the thick MILF two doors down. Probably mid 50’s massive saggy tits, big soft belly, fat ass, hairy cunt. We never play nice when it comes to fucking old milfs. We kicked her door in while she was naked after her shower. I jumped on her back, yanked her hair, and smashed her face into the carpet. My boyfriend ripped he legs open and drove his cock straight into her dry asshole. She screamed so fucking loud. My pussy started to drip! He doesn’t stop! He fucked her ass raw while I sat on her head and grind my dripping cunt over her nose and mouth until she choked on my juices. Slapping her face with my wet pussy and force her tongue deep inside me. He pulls out of her ass, flips her over, and shoves his shit-smeared cock down her throat. I held her nose shut so she has to swallow. Then he rammed her loose old pussy balls-deep, stretching her out, while I squat over her face and pissed in her mouth. She was gagging and coughing, we just kept going. I fisted her old cunt alongside his cock. He came deep inside her, then I forced the bitch to lick the cum and piss off my fingers and his dick. Then we tied her wrists to the headboard legs spread wide and took turns. I sat on her face again and smothered her more while he fucked her throat until she puked all over her own tits as my boyfriend unloaded all over her worthless face. We slap her heavy tits red, spit in her open cunt, and leave her there leaking from every hole, body shaking.rape phone sex fantasies

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Make This Whore Wet

rape phone sex fantasiesMy cunt gets wet at all the rape phone sex fantasies that run through my head. Most are a brutal contilplation of the dark and evil fantasies that stay running on repeat.

There is something about being a charming little slut by day but an evil and conniving adultress by night.  The other night for instance, I spotted a married man at the bar.  I talked it up with his wife and himself. I bought his wife a drink. Which if you know me, that was basically me ensuring she was out of commission.  I put my secret knock out formula in her drink and in no time she was falling over slurring her words.  It was like perfection.

Her man needed help getting her back to their room, which was connected to the bar. Things going to plan. We got up to the room and he offered me a drink.  When his head was turned I put another secret ingredient in his drink. He started acting as I expected and I told him we should fuck his girl. He was all about it.  I got her naked and decided to tie her to the bed. He didn’t question why I had rope in my bags.

We tied her to the bed and started taking my big black dildos and slamming them into her unconscious cunt.  As she streteched out I decided we should each fist her in a double penetrating way.  We both struggled so we poured oil in her cunt and anus.  Suddenly our fists slipped into her fuck holes.  I felt like I was pulling out her insides. I was so satisfying.

As the guy started getting woozy, I tied him to her. I ripped his clothes off and started carving in his stomach. “I love whores”. and in hers “clean the pussy off his cock”.  I left them positioned with a dildo in her ass duct taped to stick and I pissed in his mouth with a dildo duct taped in his ass as well. It was thrilling knowing they’d both wake up having no idea what the fuck happened.  I raped the fuck out of them in my fantasy dreams.  What a fun time!

Yara’s Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasy Becomes Reality

I started my latest cam girl vlog the way I always do: legs spread on the couch, fingers teasing my clit while I told my viewers about my newest fantasy: Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasy. That was the title. I spoke about a stranger breaking in, whispering filthy orders over the phone and I fingered myself, pretending he was right there with me. Every girl loves a little domination phone sex, and I was no exception.

I hit publish, still wet, still buzzing. Then my dealer texted. “Saw your post. You want it for real?” I laughed it off until he showed up at my door with two of his boys and a camera already rolling.

They didn’t knock. The door slammed open and rough hands grabbed me before I could scream. One of them shoved my own phone against my ear. “Talk dirty like you did online,” my dealer growled. “Tell us how you want your ass fucked.”

My voice shook as I repeated my invasion fantasy, describing exactly how I wanted to be pinned down and used. They made it real. My shorts were ripped away, my face shoved into the cushions while thick fingers spread lube across my hole. The camera zoomed in as my dealer pressed his cock against my tight ring and shoved inside with one brutal thrust.

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“Say it louder,” he ordered. I moaned the fantasy I’d created earlier, how I wanted to be stretched, filled, and broken in. They took turns pounding my ass, stretching me wider each time, cum leaking down my thighs while the red light kept blinking.

By the time they finished, my vlog post had thousands of views. The video was already uploaded.

 

Stephanie gets snuffed

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I should have known that I would eventually meet the same fate as the victims I so eagerly help Master snuff out. Maybe deep down I knew and didn’t care. Either way, I end up just like the rest of them. Another missing slut that no one would bother looking for.

I did everything right, like I always do. My mistake was believing that I could ever truly be his accomplice. He was stringing me along the whole time, waiting for me to get comfortable.

I lured our last shared play thing in and prepared her for his sick methods of torture.

After stripping her down, I tied her up, spreading her wide open by her wrists and ankles. Laughing in her face while I slapped her around made Master’s cock twitch. My pussy got more wet every time that stupid bitch screamed, cried or sniffled. I beat her violently, punching and bashing her in the face repeatedly. Using a leather whip, I sliced into our victim until blood poured from the deep gashes all across her body. Master watched while slowly stroking his hard cock.

 Suddenly, he turned on me. Without any warning he grabbed me by the hair and started beating me just like I had been beating our victim. His fist pounded into my face over and over again. Blood spatter flung from his hands and speckled the walls and floor around us.

 I spit out shards of shattered teeth and thick, slimy blood clots.

He forced me to my knees and stuffed his cock in my gummy, blood filled mouth. Our victim laid there terrified while Master choked me with his fat dick. Red tinged slobber hung from my chin in slimy strings. I gagged and wretched as he brutally fucked my throat.

He tied me up next to our victim and whipped us both until pieces our skin hung from the deep slices all over. After whipping us he readjusted my restraints, putting me into a face down position. He wanted me like that so that he could rip into my asshole with his fat dick. Master force fucked me until my shithole was ripped, gaped, bloody and raw. He saved my pussy for last, sinking himself in all the way to the hilt while strangling me with my panties. Snuff fantasies make my evil whore pussy gush and drip! What kind of twisted fantasy do you have for me?

Bondage phone sex gets extreme when I’m tied up

Bondage phone sexBondage phone sex and snuff, go hand in hand. As the knots are cinched tight, I can feel the weight of the guy plowing me from behind. It’s a long rotation of cock fucking my tied up pussy.

The men who will desecrate me bring me to the brink of delirium.

The ropes are my prison, my shackles to a world where all I know is pain.
I need cock to plunge into me so I can feel something. These guys are going to ruin me, totally rutted out and ruined just like I fucking deserve.

Time loses all meaning as I’m passed from man to man, each one leaving their mark upon my ravaged flesh. I’ve been tied up for hours, and I don’t know when I will be free.

The girl before me couldn’t hang on as long as I could. She broke halfway during her fuck torture, so she wasn’t able to play anymore. They fucked her to the grave and beyond. If I hold on longer, just a few more hours, I know I won’t be a dead Snuff sex slave like her.

Evil Phone Sex whores like me love hearing your sickest fantasies!

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Evil Phone Sex whores like me love hearing your sickest fantasies.

If you’re an evil man with a dangerous cock to match, I am the girl you’ve been looking for.

You think you can dominate me like the big strong man you are?

Well, I hate to say it, but I’m one tough ass bitch that can take any punishment you give.

The more painful the better, I can take it.

The only way to shut me up is to face fuck me into submission.

Tell me how bad I’ve been and how much you want to spank and abuse me.

Make me your little fucking sex slave and fuck my little holes raw.

Fuck me hard until I’m crying and begging you to stop.

But I know you won’t because nasty hoes like me deserve to get their pussy pounded!

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