Marcus was a big strong man at one point in his life. Now he is a weak bitch that I keep locked up in my dark basement. When I first brought him home with me, he wanted to fuck me so bad! But I only allowed him to eat my pussy. He spent 3 days with me and after 3 days of blue balls he said he was leaving! I laughed and grabbed his swollen balls, squeezing them so hard that he dropped to his knees and vomited on my feet. I told him to eat his vomit. He told me I was a crazy bitch and he was right! After a few weeks, the Stockholm syndrome started to kick in. He started begging me to let him clean my dirty ass after I took a shit. He begged for my piss and begged me to force him to vomit and eat it up! He is my little pet now! I forget to feed him some times, and I don’t play with him. But he knows I am the best master! He loves licking my dirty pussy! I can hear him in the dark wet basement “Mistress Ivy, I love you.” Over and over. It’s going to be fun taking him out to the woods and dropping him off in the middle of now where! I bet he would go crazy looking for his way back to his Mistress Ivy!
Category: Kidnapping phone sex
Snuff Movies with Really Young Girls
Snuff movies are the best. You have to know where to look to find them and what to look for when you find them to know they are real. I have a few homemade snuff films in my spank bank collection. Some I made myself; some others made for me; and a few that were a joint production between me and an accomplice. I was watching a film I made with a good sick friend of mine last night. Not only was I filled with arousal, but I was consumed with desire to kill again. The snuff film I am referring to was a film with an extremely young little angel we kidnapped. She was a foster care girl. The ones in the system come up missing all the time. Suspicion always falls on the foster parents, so I target those angels first. We drugged her and took her to this remote cabin in the woods that I inherited years ago. No one really knows about it and it is not on any map. Perfect place to do very bad things to very young ones. It is quite an idyllic setting. Cement floors in the basement wash blood away easily. The woods around us make body disposal easy too. The wild animals eat the remains. This little angel endured hours of torture sex, and quite a bit of force fucking in all her tiny holes. It was hot to watch live; still hot to watch on film. My accomplice fucked her little bald cunnie while I cut a hole in her tummy for his dick to pop out. Seeing a cock come up bloody and snared in intestines is as hot as it sounds. She bled out of course, slowly, but my accomplice had sex with dead bodies on his bucket list, so he fucked her before we tortured her, after I butchered her and once she was dead. He liked her dead warm pussy the most.
Snuff Porn of The Darkest Desires
Dark fantasies and snuff porn are an heavenly match especially with me. My love of babysitter phone sex isn’t because I love such a role but rather because I despise rugrats. However, I do enjoy using them for sacrificial offerings. Tender young virginal prey is such a succulent delicacy to behold, especially at the end of daddy’s cock as I help him with ass rape porn debauchery.
My charges of the night were perfect for evil phone sex thoughts and their father was so fucking easy! He was already fueled with hatred and needed to get back at these sluts for ruining his secret time with them. So he wanted my help to make sure he followed through with his plan of ripping both their little cunts and asses open. He wanted to be in ecstasy and ejaculating in their fuck holes when I throw a bag over their heads and suffocate the little whores.
Snuff Porn Cannibals
Snuff porn is real. Last week, I set out to hide in the wilderness in a secluded cabin off the beaten path. I owe a guy some money, so I guess you could say I was hiding out. I had the directions my friend gave me for her uncle’s hunting cabin. Since it is not hunting season she said he would not be there. When I pulled up the place appeared to be occupied. There was fire coming out of the chimney. I saw no cars, however. Maybe squatters taking shelter from the storm I wondered? I know I should have left, but fear and curiosity had the best of me. I should have ran. I parked my truck behind some trees and walked in the snow to a window with a low amber glow. I was horrified at what I saw. My friend’s Uncle and several friends had a girl, one thick like me, spit roasted. She looked like a pig at a luau. Her skin was glistening from some sort of oil. Her hands were bound as were her feet in the position you often find turkeys. One guy was sprinkling cracked pepper over her body, while another was stuffing some sort of food up her puss and ass. It took me some time to realize that this wasn’t some sort of snuff role play, but actual snuff sex. They were going to cook and eat this girl. They were cannibals! I let out a gasp, but they heard me. As I tried to run to the car, my friend’s uncle lassoed me like cattle. He dragged me into the cabin kicking and screaming. Although I said I wouldn’t tell a soul, they refused to let me go. I offered up my fuck holes, but they were not interested in anything I had to say. They started cooking the plump girl over an open flame. Her screams were maddening, but the smell rather intoxicating. After she was clearly dead, one of the guys turned to me and said to his friends, “We need to plump this one up first and get all the artificial dyes out of her hair, and she will be one yummy meal.” I watched them eat the girl while drinking wine and celebrating special meals with special friends. I was scared. The only way I was leaving this cabin was in their bellies.
Surprising Domination and Snuff phone sex with Makayla
There truly is a difference between being dominated by a man, and being dominated by a woman. Men are primal and rough. They assert their dominance through physical actions. A Domme, on the other hand, will cut you down and humiliate you more than you ever thought possible. My first experience being dominated by a woman was when a guy drugged me and brought me back to his Mistress. She wanted a fresh piece of ass to tear apart. When I woke up, I was tied up suspended by a metal frame. I was gagged and couldn’t move. Mistress saw me wake up and walked up to me and told me that I was her dinner for the night. Before she was done with me I would beg her to end me. I started dripping at just the thought of her having her way with me. She left me blindfolded and fucked my ass with a 9 inch strap on and no lube.
She then whipped me and fucked my ass again. God it hurt so good. She took my gag out and choked me with her 9 inch strapon that she fucked my ass with. I had tears and spit running down my face. Without saying anything she left. I don’t know how long I was suspended for, but my legs and arms went numb. All I could feel was my raw little asshole and how bad it hurt. She left me for what seemed like an eternity. After 3 days Mistress lived up to her word. I begged her to end me. My legs and arms seared from lack of blood, my asshole raw, ripped and bleeding. I couldn’t take it anymore. I was there for 3 days, and I lost track out of how many times I came after the first 8 hours. They just kept fucking all of my holes.
Strangulation Phone Sex – Stuffed
I knew the moment that his car pulled up beside me that I was in trouble. The car was old, almost decrepit, but the windows were nice and new-looking, clean, tinted so that you couldn’t see inside. I took off running, of course, but he drove the car into my side as I tried to veer away. As I was recovering, he got out of the car and made it to my side, lifting me up and all but throwing me into his passenger seat. Once he slammed the door, and I tried to open it, I realized that it was impossible. There was no handle, no opening mechanism at all. It had been completely removed. The only way to open it was through the outer handle, and the window mechanisms were also missing.
When he got me where he wanted me, he drug me out, tied me down with my head hanging off the end of a table, and proceeded to smack me around some for causing him any trouble. Then, he held a knife to my throat and told me to open my mouth. When, I did, he rammed his cock deep into my throat, cutting off my air. I felt his hands go around my throat and start squeezing to intensify the tightness around his shaft as he fucked me. I felt one of his hands move and twist a nipple til it felt like it tore right off of my body before his hand returned to my throat. I could feel my life slipping away with every thrust of his cock into my throat, even as I felt his cock swelling and getting harder as he got closer and closer to cumming…
Kidnapping phone sex with Makaya can fulfill your Primal urges
I absolutely love it when men use me to feed the primal urges lurking deep down inside. I was lying in bed rubbing my wet little pussy last week and drifted off into a world of fantasy. I had an entire scenario play out in my head while I rubbed myself. I was out for a run one evening when suddenly a van appears out of nowhere and a guy jumps out and grabs me and pulls me inside. As the driver speeds off my blood surges in my veins. What is going on? Who are these people? In all of the excitement I blurt out “Who are you? What do you want?”. The only response I got was “Shut the fuck up, Bitch!” and a hard whack on the head with some sort of blunt object, and then black. I slowly open my eyes confused and head throbbing, trying to figure out what is going on. I quickly realize that I’m blind folded. I try to move my legs, but they won’t budge! I realize that my knees are pushed up to my tits and tied in place, exposing my pussy and ass completely. I could feel that my black lace thong was peeled back giving my attackers a complete and full view of pussy and ass. After what felt like hours I heard someone enter the room I was in. I hear footsteps coming my direction, stopping right next to me.
A few seconds of silence and then it happens. A swift “whoosh” and a stinging sensation right across the middle of my ass. My body responds to the cane, habitually wanting more. My pussy starts to drip as I let out a slight whimper from the pain. I hear my attacker laugh. He leans down to whisper into my ear “I’m glad to see that you like this, I’ve got the next three days with nothing to do punish you for being a naughty little whore”. With that I climaxed, so unbelievably turned on that I squirted. Just thinking about being tied up and used as a fuck toy for 3 days sent me over the edge.
Kidnapping phone sex
I started dating this awesome guy. He told me how he always wanted to get someone pregnant so that he could have a sweet girl that would come out of her tummy. He wants a girl really badly so that he can have his way with her whenever he wants. Sound really hot the thought of little holes that are so snug and juicy. Why not?
I told him about my niece and how we should play parents for a day. He like the sound of that so I convinced my little nieces parents that they could go out on a date night and I would watch her. Some girl bonding time. They have no idea that we are going to have some fun with her all night long. I brought my niece in wearing a cute little red dress that flared out.
She had see through stockings on and little tiny high heels. She looked adorable. I checked what they packed her for her jammies and there was just a thin little white tank top and some booty shorts with princes undies. Oh the fun he will have.
I tell my niece to get on her hands and knees and open her little mouth. I take my boyfriends cock out and shove it right through her pie hole of a mouth. She lubes it up getting it all wet and sticky. Tears run down her face. I take this opportunity to strip her out of her dress. I can not wait to spread those soft little thighs open so that I can watch his huge cock sink into her soft little tight hole.
Violent Phone Sex – The Great Escape
I escaped today. I guess I’d traveled a couple of miles before I heard the furries behind me, stirring up a lot of noise. I ran as fast and far as I could, but before long, they were on me. The 4 brothers looked pissed, and they took my still-naked body between 2 of them, and the other 2 laid into my ass, spanking and punching it until I know it’s bruised. Then, they started in on me. The one between my legs pulled back on me until he could ram himself into my dry, tender cunt, ripping me. I cried and begged to stop, told them that I’d never do it again, but they wouldn’t listen. They took their turns with me, ripping my ass, too. I could feel the searing pain of the tears with every thrust, the bruising areas on my backside taking a pounding, too. All I could do was retreat into myself, focus on their brother, and all the tenderness and kindness he’d shown me. I felt so horrible that I’d betrayed him after all he’d done for me. I had only wanted to be able to go home again. Now, I had no idea if he would ever forgive me.
Snuff Porn Wonderland
Snuff porn Christmas is what naughty whores receive. I was at a bar last night getting drunk with random men. Last thing I remembered was doing lines of coke off some dude’s dick in the bathroom. I woke up hours later tied up in a basement. No memory of how I got there. No recollection of my captor. He was not the guy I was doing coke with when my memory last worked. I explained that he didn’t have to hold me captive. I was a sick pain slut; I enjoy rough sex. Fuck it, I even enjoy torture sex. He didn’t want to fuck me. In his words, “I don’t put my cock in diseased cunt.” He spoke with such disdain for me. He clearly was a woman hater. I tried reverse psychiatry on him. That just pissed him off. I had no clue what was in store for me, but I knew it wasn’t good. Suddenly, I heard screams. I think I heard chainsaws too. Maybe it was a power saw. But what I heard was some sort of power tool combined with blood curdling screams. “Don’t mind that Cassie. Your turn will happen soon,” he seethed. I pissed myself. This was like a bad dream. Something straight out of Black Christmas. A man came in the room, covered in blood splatter and said, “Next.”As my ropes were untied, I kicked and screamed to no avail. I was dragged by my hair across the cold floor, even through pools of blood and guts. I saw a pile of dismembered body parts in the corner. I told myself this was some sort of bad drug trip. I closed my eyes and prayed, but I was still in a bloody wonderland when I opened my eyes. “You have been a naughty whore this year,” was the last thing I heard before the chainsaw cut my tits off…..