My boyfriend came into my room and became a different person. It was like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. He began to get so verbally abusive and began to tie me up. My sweet boyfriend was not this monster in front of me. I thought I was in the midst of a nightmare, but the pain he was inflicting on my body made me realize this was all too real. How could he change in a flip of a switch. We didn’t even argue. It was like his eyes were completely black. The beautiful blue eyes I loved so much were gone. There was no soul in his eyes. They were dark black like a demon. I was in such pain from him beating me, and then I saw he had some razor blade sharp nipple clamps. We had never experimented with that before. There’s no way I can even fathom to understand what was happening. Next, my boyfriend began to choke me and thrust himself deep inside me. I was so wet I was disgusted with myself. How could I possibly be turned on by all this torture. There was no way to understand it, I was into it, and I came so hard from his beatings and ass pounds. The next day it was like nothing ever happened.
Category: Goth teen phone sex
Teen Rape Porn Torture
All In Good Faith – Molestation Nation
My sweet son Bob has a deep, dark fantasy. It’s full of violent rape fantasies where he has his own way with his little sister Faith. Faith was born for my boy to marry, to breed, to use as he sees fit. She’s a slutty little thing, and so we decided to teach her a lesson or three about power and control. Bob’s in control of what happens to that stupid little slut, and I hold all the power. He’s hot after my own pussy. But I trained him to masturbate and cum to young girls. His favorite young girl just happens to be his sister. He’s one of those james, you know what I mean. Men who are classy, but have nasty fantasies! I call them james, like dames but with big cocks.
We drugged Faith, knocked her young little body out with enough sedative to put down a horse, and called up the Bang Gang. Yeah, I mean the gangbang, but these guys are packing some seriously thick cocks. Thick enough to stretch my son’s slutty little wife out. Thick enough to fill her up with gooey, dripping cummies that Bob could play around in when they were done molesting and acting out my sick rape fantasies on her little body. My sweet princess had a cock in every orifice, and Bob just stroked his cock as we watched.
Of course I was rubbing at my pussy. I let one of those big sexy guys come up and fuck me during this molestation nation session, and Bob got to watch even though he desperately wanted to be the big man fucking my tight Mommy hole over and over and over again. Bob had to go and settle for the well used, cum dripping cunt his sister Faith seemed to be offering him in her little drugged slut state. He slid his cock in her, slapped her, and said “I love you, my stupid cunt wife! I love you Faith!” As he came hard in her, and our little girl awoke covered in cum.
Molesting My Faith
I may have mentioned my little role play daughter Faith. She’s the sister of my sweet lover Bob, and together we cum up with new ways to play with her every single day. Yesterday morning, I booked the three of us a vacation to France. My horny son and I shared a room though I haven’t let him fuck my wet Mommy pussy yet. Faith had her own room, and that little cunt thought she was being spoiled. Wrong! I put out an ad for men to cum up to room 369 and fuck the girl inside. She was tiny compared to the massive European men that busted through the door. They wasted no time in gripping her up and ripping the clothes from her body. After they stretched out her fuck holes, I let them each bust a fat sticky load right in her tiny teen cunt. I was masturbating myself as I watched while Bob sucked on my massive Mommy titties. Then my handsome boy went and slammed his cock inside his slutty little sister. He could feel all that cum swish around inside of her like molten velvet against his throbbing dick. And that only made us both hotter.
Teen Rape Porn Fantasy With Faith
I’m usually all about bloody snuff chat, but I’ve decided to take a more maternal approach with my own brats in a little teen rape porn fantasy. My son Bobby and his younger sister Faith fell into my control recently, and I’ve been giving my boy some “homework” if you will. I’ve been training his cock to rise to photos of young, naked girls. I started with close ups of their soft little soles, the swell of their navels, those perfect little princess parts, flat tits with perky little button nipples, soft lips covered in cum. My son took to those immediately! Over the course of a few weeks, with my SVU contact providing the photos, my hot son got very turned on by young little girls. It was then I started showing him photos of his sister! It took him another few weeks to realize I was training him to be a PDaddy! I told him one night after he’d busted a hot nut to these explicit materials that one day he was going to marry his little sister Faith and put a baby in her. Now? We spend our mornings trying to breed. I always tell him in times of trouble “I know it’s difficult, but have a little Faith!” We laugh, and then we act out my rape fantasies on my stupid cunt daughter using my Ptrained son’s cock.
Snuff Porn Death: May You Rest in Pieces
I enjoy watching snuff porn, but I will always prefer to make it. Usually, I have a sweet young victim as my star because that is where the demand and money is found. That does not mean I do not enjoy snuffing out young victims because I do. I will kill anyone with two legs. Sometimes, however, it is fun to make a snuff flick with a man. When I do, it is like porn just for me. I can masturbate to watching my handy work and some small dick humiliation. I do extreme small dick humiliation because I will remove your tiny appendage. I will enjoy castrating you if you have a small dick. Hands down I prefer killing a grown ass man over a tiny girl. Not because I do not like tender age cunts. For me, it is more of a challenge. Like it is a fair fight. This is why I do not kill animals. No fairness there. Plus, I like animals. It is people I hate. I am happy to make snuff movies with men, especially men like Jim. I met him at Barnes and Noble of all places. I went in to get some books to read and he was the loser with a Goth girl fetish. I was not the right Goth girl for him, and he found out the hard way. He assumed wrongly that I was a pain slut and a submissive. I am into pain, but your pain, not mine. I drugged him and tied him up. When he woke up, I chopped his penis off. It was easy to do being so small. I made sure he knew I took his penis because it was worthless. I made a hot torture porn video carving him up. Dismembered him slowly too. May he rest all in pieces. Who wants to be next?
Death trap
You have a thing for gothic phone sex, and it is going to take a girl like me to push you into actually getting knee-deep into some sinister things. I’m so ready to make you my bitch and make you my victim. I love guys who think they can dominate me because, in reality, they are all pussies. You are home with your wife in the next room sleeping, and you are stuck on me. You men are so fucking pathetic it makes me sick. I love to think about making so-called dominant men my fucking losers.
I will let you think you are the king and you’re my master, but in reality, you are my bitch, and once you realize it, sorry, it is too late for you. It’s a death trap, and your cock looks much better sliced up. I’m so ready to feed it to you, loser.
College Campus Accomplice Wanted
I spent my time in college prowling campus for an accomplice worthy of my time. I needed someone strong, sadistic, and salivating for suffering. I watched the “uni-bomber” brats with great interest, but it was one of the Air Force ROTC that caught my eye. Jack was, in all things, an American Good Ol’ Boy, and I was aching in my cunt to corrupt him.
After a few dates, I managed to get my gentleman to admit he was addicted to the idea of adultery and aggressive assault of the nasty sluts in my dorm. Lucky for me, they all thought Jack was a hunk and barely let me near him when they were around. Well, one by one he lured them into the basement of his off campus housing, and chained them with the others.
When he called me so excited, he told me he had a bloody bouquet waiting for me. I arrived dressed in my best only to find a basement full of torture sluts. And then, it was time for a real snuff panty party. We spent all night, all weekend, shit all week tormenting those ballerina barbies one by one. That ought to teach those whores to fuck off and leave me be.
Snuffing Out In Space
I love to do a little snuffing in the fantasy of my mind; listen to this one. You are a rich billionaire who’s decided to blast into space, and I’m a rocket scientist. I want to get you out on a space walk, and torment the shit out of you. You see, I’ve made some special adjustments to your space suit. The boots will super heat the soles of your feet, and the suit itself will electrocute you.
If you let go of the rungs out these, you’re liable to float away into space. I watch you contentedly from inside the shuttle pod, grinning through a window as I shock you on and off. Finally, you start crying. Your eyes are burning. You can’t see.
In an act of desperation, you rip your space helmet off, and I get to watch your pathetic billionaire body plummet back down to the ground, a fucking fireball in the end. Too extreme? Shut up, you pussy.
Blasphemous Fucking Of Saint James
James was not yet a saint, merely a man – an Apostle of Christ, the one my sister Mary Magdalene had gotten knocked up by. James was a cutie, a devout man who I’d been chasing down for months. Finally, I got the courage to slip into his tent one night, as Jesus had come into mine to stuff Mary Mags full of that Divine cum.
James was shocked to see me, but I was dressed to impress and he couldn’t resist my elegant form in the lantern light. “Indigo?” He asked with such confusion, not expecting to have seen me there. I stripped quickly, and his jaw hit the floor as his cock rose to the Heavens. “Jesus said you get a reward.” I grinned wickedly. James got to his knees, and began to immediately worship the most holy gift of God – my perfect pussy.
It wasn’t long before I was cumming all over Saint James face, blessing him with my feminine juices and a loud fucking cum. I was screaming his name so loud Lazarus must have heard me. I knew I could turn him to my causes; ending the fucking Roman Empire. The first step of that was ending Jesus Christ himself.
Cannibalism Phone Sex Feeds the Soul
Cannibalism phone sex may not be as popular as some of the other kinky fetishes, but it is one of my favorites. During the quarantine, I feasted on a couple tender age bodies. I did not want to go to the store and interact with dickheads. There was a food shortage and money was not predictable, so I hunted for my food. It gives me immense pleasure to hunt for my food. I lucked out and found two teen girls. Mall rats with no mall to go to because of Covid. I offered to get them some beer which is why they were hanging out in the parking lot of a liquor store. Lucky for me, booze barns were considered essential. I told them they could party at my please. Stupid cunts believed me. They trusted a creepy Goth girl with their lives, and they paid for their stupidity. I had to fatten them up for a few weeks. I kept them chained in the basement while I fed them high protein clean foods. You are what you eat, and I like my meals clean and free of artificial additives. They were scared shitless, but they had no clue my nefarious plans included eating their tender flesh. They thought I took them to traffic their bodies. These worthless young whores were going to die to feed me. A noble death. Worthless whores. When I cooked them, I seasoned them just right. Soaked them in butter and added seasonings. I boiled them in two large pots. They died together. I cut them up into meal portions and froze them in my industrial size freezer. I have been eating those missing whores daily for the past year. No one will ever find their bodies because I shit them out and flush them away. Are you hungry? I need to replenish my food supply.