One person’s misfortune is my gain. Going home I saw a stranded car in the snow with the word “HELP” written in the snow on the windshield. Being the person I am, how could I not stop? Inside the car was a woman and her young one. JACK POT! so helpless and cold, they were so thankful that someone had come along. After all they could have frozen to death out here. I don’t know about freezing, but the death part was certainly what was about to happen I offered them a ride back to town for help and they gladly accepted. Didn’t anyone ever teach you not to take rides with strangers? They should have. Once at my place I took full advantage of my situation. And here I thought today would be a cold and lonely day for me. Torturing the little one first while mommy cried and watched was just what I needed to get the party started. She was about to be next and his lifeless body would be right there with us watching with that glazed over stare that death brings. He would witness his mommy’s demise from the other side. Not to worry they would soon be together again! Forever…..
Category: Fantasy phone sex
Blood Bath
As I sit here smoking a cigar, stroking my soaking wet pussy and watching them I am delighted. they were such a cute little family, mommy daddy and their adorable little girl. the look of horror and the anguished cries as I made them watch me mutilate her body for my pleasure brought me to an orgasmic peek. Now covered in her blood they whimper as they fuck each other. They dare not disobey me, they have seen first hand what I am capable of. The funniest part of it all is that they think they are fucking for their lives. They REALLY believe that I will spare them. They have no clue that my heart is as black as the black ice covering the roads in this blizzard and that my blood runs as cold as the nor-east winds that are howling out side with the winter storm. They should be thankful that they are in here and staying warm by the crackling fire that is illuminating the hot , wet blood covering their bodies. I can feel the cum starting to flow on my fingers in hot jets. How ironic that the fire and ice inside directly reflects the conditions out side. Life, and death are a fascinating thing to behold indeed!
Accomplice phone sex with Ivy
We knew this camping trip would always be a memory. What we did not know is how we would remember it. We went back to his home state and it had to be during this damn storm. I am so happy we brought someone to eat. We had hoped we were going to be able to actually hunt her in the woods. The storm changed that. We were snowed in and stuck in this cold cabin. We had left overs from our last hooker we slowly roasted over a nice hot fire. I loved making this bitch eat meat off of a burnt hand. Her tears made my pussy wet and his cock hard. I love being his accomplice in this dirty life we live. Something about the snow and our still living meal made me so fucking horny. We started fucking in front of her. Listening to her scream and beg for help as he slammed his cock in and out of my tight juicy pussy made me cum so fucking hard. After we fucked we were heated and ready to fuck this bitch up. I stripped her down as he got a boiling hot bath ready for her. I started cutting her hair off and shaving her body. We wanted her to be nice and clean before we seasoned her body. We wanted her to be as calm as she could be. We waited for the water to get to the perfect temperature for her. We wanted her stress and worry to melt away with the warm water. We got her out of the tub and onto the table. Poor thing fell asleep after we hit her on the head. She never saw it coming. We rubbed her clean body with olive oil, we got every inch and curve on her body. We lightly covered her with Salt and Pepper but there was one thing missing. We needed her filled with his warm yummy cum. As I helped him guide his big thick cock into her tight ass she started to wake up. Begging him to stop, begging us to let her go. Her begging made him cum so hard inside of her. She was ready, ready to be slowly cooked. We watched her cooking over the fire in the big fireplace. We fucked as she cooked. We were snowed in, with a warm fire and enough food to last us for a few days.
Mommy Ass Rape Porn Cures Cabin Fever
Ass rape porn during a winter storm was on my agenda today. Or I should say it was on my son’s agenda. He had a few friends over because of the snow day not realizing it was going to snow as much as it did. I was fine being snowed in because I had my own private stash of white snow to pass the time. My son and his friends got cabin fever as soon as the power went out and they could not play their video games anymore. They burst into my room half naked, hard cocks in their hands and I knew what was in store for me. I was going to get gangbanged, double penetrated and force fucked. At least until the power came back on. My son saw my bowl of nose candy; pretty much pilfered it, then pilfered my ass. I don’t mind a good ass fucking, but when my son and his friends get high, they get merciless. Just anally assaulting me with their dicks was not enough. I got fists up my fuck holes, beer bottles and the biggest glass dildo known to man. Where the fuck it came from, I had no idea; but it hurt like a bitch. I needed more candy, but they snorted it all. My son wanted me to feel every inch of that cold glass in my ass. I prayed for the snow to stop and the power to return so I could just go back to partying with myself, but this was the big black cock of snowstorms: 16 inches in one setting. The power was out for hours. My ass took a beating from three horny boys When the power came back on however, they didn’t lose interest in my ass. They just gained interest in my pussy.
Snuff Porn Star: Dying to Get into Snuff Movies
Snuff porn is a popular genre, but it is mostly fake. Or at least that is what I convince myself when a guy buys me to make a little underground film. I am always told I look so hot guys would pay good money to kill and torture me. I think it’s a compliment. My audition was standard. I showed off my body, screamed a little and sucked the producer off. Standard casting procedure for adult films. Lots of hot young girls dying to get on screen. I don’t care about being famous or infamous. I just want to be hurt. I just want to die. During my audition, I begged the producers to star me in something really gory and painful. I have a personal death wish. Pain, death dismemberment arouse me. When filming began, I was looking forward to something pretty horrific and extreme. My producer was Japanese and Asia makes the most gruesome snuff movies ever. I was tied to a bed with electrodes attached to my breasts, ass and pussy. This appeared pretty lame to me. I have been shocked before; that is not the kind of pain I deserve; not the kind of pain I want. A cattle prod or stun gun are like bee stings to me. But then, a switch was flipped and I was howling in pain, convulsing everywhere. I peed the bed, threw up and shook uncontrollably. I was sweating bullets, cramping all over when the switch was flipped again and again and again. My skin was burning. My flesh was charring. I was being cooked from the inside out and it made me cum so hard. I begged them to keep flipping the switch until I was dead but they refused to actually kill me. Would you finish them off for me? I deserve to die.
Castration Phone Sex Purifies the Human Race
Castration phone sex is way more popular than you would think. That makes me giddy like a school girl knowing how many men out there can admit they don’t deserve to have their testicles. I’m not saying I liked the Nazis, but I appreciated their scientific experiments to preserve their race. I look at castration as a method of purifying the human race. We have to make sure that only the finest specimens reproduce. Sure there are plenty of worthless women out there that need sterilized or their twats stitched closed. But, it if we can prevent the dead beat dads, losers with tiny dicks, the stupid fucks, the trailer trash rednecks, perverts and annoying self absorbed tools from procreating, we can make the human race stronger, better. I am a firm believer that assholes breed assholes.
Take my latest victim for example. Tony has sired 14 brats. He pays for none of them, subsequently his baby mamas are draining our tax dollars living off of welfare because Tony lacks the manhood to take care of his brats. I got wind of this lothario through a mutual friend and paid him a visit. The conceited tool thought I was there to fuck. He was like “you really aren’t my type, but I can toss you a bone, bitch.” I laughed hysterically. He looked so perplexed until he saw my big ass knife. Now, normally with the more willing castration victims, I use a castration chair, maybe slip them a roofie to dull the pain, and I most definitely try to cauterize the wound so they don’t bleed out.
I could give a fuck if Tony ever took a breath again. I held the knife to his throat while I made him pull his pants down. I listed off a litany of reasons he didn’t deserve his balls. He thought it was all a joke. That one of his baby mamas was punking him, until I sliced his balls off. They hit the floor and looked like fish out of water. I stepped on his worthless nut sack with my high heels and squished them like a bug. Then, the fun part. I made him step barefoot on his own balls or lose his cock too. Of course after he stepped on his own worthless balls, I lobbed his cock off too. He shouldn’t ever fuck again. No woman, even ones I hate with a passion, should ever have to deal with this loser. I’m hoping he just bled out on the floor. I’ll take your junk too. I don’t even need a good reason.
Hot Experience As An Accomplice
You are my master for the night. You come to pick me up in your van. There is little said on the drive over to the local park. Once there, you tell me my job for the night is to assist you with abducting a young little thing for you to use and if I do a really good job you will let me play too. The object of your desire is on the swingset. She is a little red-haired sweetie. Her mother is nowhere to be seen. I walk up to her and explain that I am her mommy’s friend and she has been delayed. I was to pick her up and take her to meet Daddy. She eagerly came with me; such a trusting little sweet thing. I bring her back to the van and introduce her to her new “Daddy”. It is only then that she has enough sense to be scared. Then it is too late.
You have her inside the van in seconds and her screams are muffled by the large cock of yours that you have shoved down her throat. The little bitch is gasping for air and crying, but that only excites you more. You tell me you are ready for fuck her sweet, tight, virginal cunny. You tell me to sit on her face to muffle her screams. As I sit on her face, she cries and screams into my pussy. Those screams vibrate inside me like a vibrator would. It feels so good. As you plunge your large cock into her tiny twat, she bleeds from all the tearing. The sight of the blood turns you on so much more. She screams louder and you demand I sit down farther, which I happily do. She screams harder, vibrating my vaginal walls and I end up cumming all over her little face. I watch your dick continue to saw in and out of her. By this time, her lower half is a wreck. You come inside her filling her small cavern to overflowing with your cum. The sight of the cum and blood is overwhelming.
It is only then that I realize she is not struggling anymore. You tell me that while I was cumming, I sat down a little too hard on her face, and she stopped breathing. She was literally suffocated by pussy. The sight of her sweet little body relaxing as she was snuffed out is what got you off so hard. Well, whatever my master wants, my master gets, and if it means snuffing out more of these little brats for you, I am only too happy to oblige.
Classic Torture
Recording her torture in black and white is fucking classic. They know exactly how to mutilate her causing the maximum amount of pain and keeping her alive and feeling every second of it for the longest amount of time. Of course I have smelling salts and other ways to wake the bitch up if she passes out so that she can enjoy the slow and painful torture that we are dishing out. After all, I bought this one. She wasn’t abducted of the street. I am damned sure going to get my money’s worth and I am going to enjoy this over and over again for a long time to come when I watch the film I am making. I am thinking of saving a few prize pieces of her body as well to add to my collection. And if all goes well I am going to be able to finally make that drinking mug out of her skull. I have tried a couple of times and haven’t been successful at sealing the skull so it holds liquid but I think I have it down now and that hers will be the final one.
What is Your Medical Fetish Phone Sex Fantasy?
Medical fetish phone sex takes on all kinds of forms I discovered. Honestly, I thought it was just castration or other kinds of male sexual torture. I had never done such a call before, until a sick perverted doctor wanted to play doctor with this dirty mommy. I showed up for my yearly gynecological exam not suspecting what was in store for me. I was in the stirrups waiting to have my pussy checked out by the professional, when I heard voices. Another man was in the room. My doctor assured me it was just his PA, but as I turned to look, my ankles were restrained to the stirrups and a spiked specula was inserted in my pussy. It hurt like hell as he widened it. I could feel my pussy bleeding as the spikes dug into my vaginal wall. I let out a scream, as the PA strapped my head down and shoved his cock in my mouth to silence me. I peed in fear all over Dr. Demento between my legs. I was restrained on a medical table for hours while two supposed medical professionals did torturous experiments on my female parts. My labia lips were sliced. My clit was burned and over stimulated to the point of excruciating pain. My vaginal wall scraped with no pain medication like a backyard abortion. I was told I was a dirty whore who plays with her sons. Incest is a sin that deserved the ultimate punishment. Yes, I am a dirty mommy, but I don’t hurt my sons. They love playing with me. I pleaded for forgiveness, but was only given more pain. I was fucked and sodomized with a cattle prod until I could smell my burning flesh. I later learned that I was sterilized so that I would never give birth again. If two medical doctors could hurt me so badly, I wonder what you could do to me? Whatever your taboo phone sex fantasy is, I bet I am the perfect victim for your depraved desires.
Ass Rape Porn: My Next Victim?
For fun I made my brother dress like a nun and I sodomized his bitch ass. Making blasphemy sex ass rape porn is quite the way to procure extra cash. I find it the obvious solution when my brother fucks up a task. Nothing more satisfying than screaming blasphemies as I wear a priests collar and little less than a strap-on, and anally fuck a nun.
Fuck my brother and I have been having incest sex since we discovered that our parts plugged into one another. So yeah I’ve fucked my brother often and most of his friends. Did I mention he is part of the biker gang I am in. Getting beat into the club was so fucking hot that I had one hell of an orgy after the initiation. So if you are into a badass tormenting you, well I’m just the one for the job. Home invasion schemes for some form of revenge are a specialty. Tying the inhabitants up and doing all kinds of deranged shit.
Just don’t expect me to be submissive!!!