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Snuff Sex Severance

snuff sexIt was a snuff sex party. I have been temping at this office for a few months. Not many folks in the office because of Covid, but a guy I know from the strip club offered me the job. He said I just had to look pretty and answer phones. Seemed easy enough. I got invited to the holiday party. When I arrived, I realized I was the only woman. Now, in the office I am the only girl, but the company employs many women. I knew many were choosing to work from home, but still expected to see some females at the party. Turned out it was not really a party at all. It was just an excuse to turn the office bimbo into a gangbang rape porn star. My eggnog was spiked with something because I got disoriented quickly. Next thing I knew, the guys were pawing at me and ripping my clothes off. I felt violated. The guy that I knew from the club was the ringleader. He was live streaming my gang bang. The guys contorted my body to fuck my ass. They spit and pissed on me. It was like they were working out pent up frustrations on me. I got kicked and punched too. They made fun of my fuck holes being loose, so they would put two cocks in me at once. I was foggy from being drugged but I was sure I heard dings like folks were telling them what to do to from the live stream. They used me. They degraded me. They drugged me. They sodomized me. They fucked me. They pissed on me. They filmed it all too. It was not a holiday party for me. I was not only force fucked, but I was also fired too. I was told this was my severance pay.

Snuff Porn Auditions Were Initiation

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This snuff porn audition I went for turned out more wrong than ever. It was a gang initiation effort to test wannabe gangsters. These guys set up a gruelsome scene. They used an old meat processing plant. The white blonde whores like me were the cattle. We would be processed in a different matter. The idea was to see if the guys had it in them to ganbang a white slut to her death. I was forced to choke on the cocks of the leading gang members until their initiates showed up. My throat was fucked raw and they couldn’t leave my blonde cunt and ass alone either. They used me up before the fun- in their eyes- was about to begin. They were going on about this and laughing as they slapped me around and beat me. I was their to get snuffed and got some good dick while I waited. Just another day of being whore meat.

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies Fuck Meat

Do you have killer phone sex fantasies? I think most men do, especially right now. Everyone is so stressed and worried about politics and finances. I like to think I am a good stress release. I am fuck meat for you and your friends. I make money letting men do their darkest desires to me. I started off as a hooker on the streets. I was a teen runaway once. I discovered early that if I let men do the most perverted things to me, I could make more money. I would just get high to dull the pain. Now, I find guys on fetish sites and the dark web. We settle on a price, and then meet at a seedy hotel. I met with this guy I only knew as “Daddy,” last night. I needed the money. He strapped me down to this gross looking bed. I thought he was just going to whip me. That was what we agreed on. Extreme bondage games. A bunch of other men showed up. I tried to say the price was different with more guys, but he laughed. It turned into a gangbang rape porn. They all fucked me. My ass. My pussy. My mouth, all got filled with cum. Hours and hours of being fucked, left me a battered mess. I never saw any money. My John, left me tied to that dingy bed for the maid to find.

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Thanksgiving Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

rape phone sex sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies are on the rise. Maybe it is the holidays or the virus or a combination of many things. Who knows, but this soccer mom has taken a virtual pounding. I love being able to help guys work out their aggression. Unlike my stepson, most of my callers only have fantasies that they would never act out. My stepson does not have fantasies. He acts out everything. He has hated me since his father married me. I was the mistress. I was supposed to be the side piece not the new wife. Holidays are a sore spot for him. He always gets drunk and gets even. We had a nice small family Thanksgiving. I thought it went well. Honestly, he was on good behavior. But later that night, he followed me when I snuck out of the house to get a fix. I would later find out it was a set up. He had spoofed my phone making me think I was meeting my dealer to get some coke. He led me right to a gangbang rape porn. There was no dealer. There were no drugs. Just a bunch of his friends willing to force fuck his stepmom for him. I had no idea I was walking into a trap. As soon as I was in the secret meeting place, the door shut, the lights came on and I saw the men. They looked like hungry vultures. They started to paw at me. It felt like I was going to be torn limb from limb. They yanked my arms so hard, I felt my arm pull right out of the socket. When I saw my stepson, I knew I had been set up. His civility at dinner was masking his plan to have me gang banged against my will. He let his friends do his dirty work. They fisted me. They sodomized me. They broke me both spiritually and physically.  And all for a 20-year-old grudge.

Snuff Sex Thanksgiving

snuff sexWhile others are having Thanksgiving, I will be having snuff sex. It is a holiday tradition. I am not the typical soccer mom. I will be up late tonight doing lines of coke while my stepson and his friends fuck me. They hate holidays. For my stepson, it is just a reminder that his father left his mom for a hot younger model. He has step mommy issues. He is bipolar too. A total roller coaster of emotions, and I never know what I am going to get with him. He showed up last night drunk. He had a bag with rope and BDSM equipment and ten friends. I tried telling him this was not a good time, but he was not having any of that. They knocked me down on my foyer floor, tore off my clothes and tied me up like a side of beef. They whipped their cocks out and told me I was a four-hole whore. I looked at them and was like, four? I could only think of three. As they fought who would take my holes first, my stepson was like leave the fourth one for me to destroy. I was scared. Were they going to cut my belly button open? It turned out he was talking about my urethra. I pleaded with him no. That hole is too small. Way too small. He did not care. He rammed it in and I yelped. I cried too. I could feel the pain and the blood trickling out my pee hole. That only put them into gangbang rape porn mode. They loved hurting me. They loved destroying my tiny holes. They played musical holes. Every one of them fucked each hole of mine, filling me with cum. He did not even share his coke. I was bleeding and crying. My holes destroyed and I know there is more to come.

Watching Violent Phone Sex Snuff Flicks

violent phone sexThis Thanksgiving, I am thankful for my caller’s most wicked and violent phone sex fantasies. I love being your snuff doll. The darker your mind, they wetter my cunt. I enjoy Gothic Vampire fantasies to violent dismemberment ones and everything in between. It is who I am. Your sick victim. Last night, I was tied up on a long call. Been a while since I had one of those. Cocaine may have been involved (giggles). I am not the party fiend some girls are, but I do enjoy my Mary Jane daily. My caller was doing bumps all night and watching Japanese snuff flicks. I was toking and rubbing my pussy as I imagined I was the victim in each film he described. The Japanese are some sick perverts when it comes to snuff porn. He described one that became a violent force fuck sort of thing. A little Japanese schoolgirl kidnapped on her way home and gang banged and tortured. Scared and alone, she cried for her parents. Her kidnapper shot her arm full of smack to make her more agreeable to what was instore for her. Her captors had her suspended in an X position from rafters in the basement. Her tiny body seemed to float in the air. They whipped her so hard, the flesh tore from her body. As he described the blood and I heard her screams, I got wet. Like drench your panties wet. I wished I were the girl getting the flesh whipped from her body. We watched over 10 snuff flicks together and even he came a bunch of times. The way he described the details of the movies made me wonder if they were staged or real. I hope one day to be a real snuff sex slave maybe even for you.

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Dark fantasies and snuff sex are the root of so much sexual energy that goes untapped. I’m a whore that is never going untapped and that’s fine. I am often tied up and tapped every hour by my captor. It’s even a regular occurrence for me to be drugged at the bar and assisted with a cab to get me home. But that was all show. The cab was the very person driving it that drugged me. They always work in a group of three or two guys. I am the gullible dumb whore. I flirt and get bitchy after a few drinks and they have an intense desire to slap me around and rapture my holes with as many cocks as they can gather to fuck me. I deserve every bit of those massive cocks and sometimes they are furry and huge. They destroy my holes into a sloppy wet creamy pink, white and red from all the blood and cum. I am just a fuck doll for your pleasure.

My Snuff Movies Are not PC

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My snuff movies have never been politically correct. If you need me to stalk two little negro girls in braids and sweet little ghetto asses, I am so motherfucking down to fuck up some little black pieces of ass.

In front of the camera they will be splayed out and on display for the film rolling to catch all the obscene footage! Look at them so dark and looking like a fucking steak to me. I love when a big racist white man has me gather some sweet little black youngins for him to destroy with his big cock. It was easy enough.

Cheap babysitting gigs on the lower east side. Drop off at a rented apartment never to be seen again. Because we are going to kill these two little bitches and humiliate them in front of a live broadcasting audience.

Dark meat is what’s for dinner! Make sure you marinate tight little fuck holes with blood and lots of cum! I might like human flesh but black girls need more spices!

Come and take a very dark walk with your snuff phone sex whore Jezabel!

Ass Rape Porn Pays the Rent

ass rape pornAss rape porn was served up for breakfast. I was fast asleep when my dog started barking. Before I could wipe the sleep out of my eyes, the landlord burst into my bedroom with a few of his pals. They had been up most of the night drinking and were horny. Plus, I was behind on my rent since I have not worked as much during the pandemic. My landlord thought he would use my holes in trade. I could smell the liquor on their breath. It was obvious that my landlord had been in my apartment before because he knew where I keep my BDSM equipment. He pulled out my leather restraints and bound my hands. He affixed my arms above my head and shackled me to the metal beam on the canopy. His pals whipped their dicks out and circled me like a pack of wild animals. I was not going anywhere. My landlord got first dibs on my whore holes. He slid under me and fucked me so hard my head hit the beam above me. My head started bleeding, but my landlord continued to sodomize me. When he nutted, his drunk cohorts pulled me out of bed, tossed me on the floor and gang banged me. I was pinned downed like a criminal. My landlord kicked me in the ribs to quell my feistiness. As they force fucked me, they called me names like whore and slut and spit in my face. My landlord rifled through my nightstand drawer and found my sex toys. He knew right where to look too. He shoved a dildo in my ass as his pals skull fucked my mouth and pussy. They took turns exploring their rape phone sex fantasies on all my holes. By the time they were done, I was a hot mess. Sore and coated in cum. My landlord pissed in my face and told me I still owed him this month’s rent, so they would be back.

Bondage Phone Sex Gone Wrong

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex can go horribly wrong when you are a druggy whore. One of the ways I make extra money to score coke is with bondage shoots. I enjoy being bound and gagged for photographers. It makes me feel vulnerable. It requires trust. I must trust the photographer. Trust that he is taking pictures for some sort of fetish site and not going to hurt me. The truth is though, that if I am restrained, you can do anything you want to me. Stuff a ball gag in my mouth and I cannot scream for help. This makes me your perfect victim. I agreed to a bondage shoot with the guy I did not know. Coronavirus has limited my options for making money to buy coke, so I answered an ad on a fetish site. I thought he was just looking for models to profit from. A photographer pays women like me to be his model. He then makes way more money from selling the pictures to many different online rags. I never have ownership of the pictures, even though I am the model. The guy seemed fine. He had an assistant who tied me up and helped me into certain poses. He was polite while taking pictures, then suddenly Mr. Hyde disappeared, and I was dealing with Dr. Jeckel.  He got verbally abusive. He spewed a litany of insults at me. His assistant started yanking the ropes like a sick puppeteer. My arms were restrained behind my back and I could feel him pulling tightly like he wanted to fracture my arm. I was not just uncomfortable; I was in pain. His assistant came around to the front of me and spit in my face before he began using me as a punching bag. He broke my nose. Fractured some ribs. I passed out strung up on my tippy toes. What woke me was the impact my body made on the floor when he cut me loose. They were not done yet. I agreed to a bondage shoot, but what I made was a gangbang rape porn. Other men came into the room and fucked my pussy and sodomized my ass for hours. At least I still got paid. The coke I bought helped dull the pain until it did not.