He grabbed me by the head of my hair and dragged me to the truck. He did not even let me sit in the cab with him, he rolled me up into the bed. It was so cold and starting to rain. As he drove like a bat out of hell. Down these bumpy dirt roads. Once we got to his chosen destination. Another truck showed up. Six different men jumped out of the truck and he hopped up into the truck. And it peeled off. ‘left there in the bed of this truck. Wet shivering wearing nothing but my panties and bra with these men coming at me. One of them grabs my legs and pulls me to the edge of the truck bed. I am kicking and screaming while another guy hops up and beings to restrain me. They all line up as I am laying there ass hanging off the edge of the tail gate and they begin to pound my pussy with their hard cocks. I am begging and pleading with them to stop but it only makes it worse. Because then I felt a cock starting to push against my asshole. It was throbbing I could feel it. I just wanted it to stop. I must have blacked out from all the pain and stress. Because I don’t remember much after that point. I just know I woke up in that truck bed covered in cum. My panties covered in blood once again. And here comes my husband to pick me back up and take me home. He actually let me sit up front for the ride, but only because he wanted to lick the jizz that I still had hanging off of me.
Category: Kidnapping phone sex
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Cannibalism Phone Sex: Delicious Porn Snuff Extreme
Cannibalism phone sex is my favorite form of porn snuff extreme. I am a sadistic bitch. I don’t do the traditional girl thing. Never have, never will be the kind of girl who conforms to societal norms. Cannibalism is consider taboo. We are not suppose to eat each other literally. Why not? Have you ever tasted human flesh? Seasoned and prepared right, it is quite delectable. There are plenty of us Hannibal Lectors in this world. The only difference is that we are real, not fictional characters. And, we aren’t crazy or insane. Being labeled crazy or insane for eating human flesh is silly. People fear what they don’t know. What they have never tried. That is why I like to take a flesh eating novice under my wing and guide them through the entire process of cannibalism. It is more than just chopping someone up and boiling them in a big pot. The hunt and preparation are just, if not more, important than breaking bread with some human flesh.
I stalk my dinner for days like a starving wolf. You want a young person with some flesh on their bones. There are plenty of young bitches with junk in the trunk floating around the world now. Many, no one would miss or be glad they were gone. Occasionally, I find a skinny whore that catches my fancy. I just fatten her up with protein shakes for a few weeks first. Young flesh is tender. Meaty flesh is the most succulent. Once I kidnap my victim, the preparation begins. Cooking a young girl is similar to the labor that goes into preparing a Thanksgiving feast. There is lots to do. First, you want to ensure your meal is void of all chemicals. No bleached hair, no nail polish, no perfumes or dyes, no piercings…. Your dinner needs to be washed just like you wash your vegetables. Cooking live flesh results in a better meal. Not to mention it just gives me perverse pleasure to hear the life being cooked out of a stupid slut.
This weekend, I had my evil protégé Amy with me. She has killed with me before, however, she has never had a human meal with me before. She picked out our victim. This thick girl from the mall who was all drunk and stumbling. We just let her detox for a couple days, then we used a nice garlic butter sauce all over her body so she would be extra tender and a nice golden brown. An apple in her mouth and some carrots up her fuck holes, she looked like a turkey when we put her in the oven. The smell was so arousing as she cooked to a golden brown. You have to be patient when eating human flesh. To have the best dining experience, it takes time to prepare the flesh. Trust me, if let your meal cooks thoroughly, you will have the best meal of your life. Amy is still raving about much she enjoyed her rump roast and breast piece. I saved the internal organs for another meal. Human heart is scrumptious. New to cannibalism? Let me guide you through the process so you have the best meal of your life.
Picking the Perfect whore for Daddy
I love Daddy. I would do anything for Daddy. And just last night, I saw the extent of what “anything for Daddy” really means. Daddy had business to attend to late last night, so I decided to go to the club and hunt down some brown sugar. I get to the club and hunt down my “associate”. After an exchange, I head to the bathroom to really get this party started. On my way to the bathroom these two skanks start dancing up on me. I thought to myself that these were the type of girls that Daddy would like as a little treat after a hard days’ work. I know Daddy loves these tight little whores, maybe I should bring them home with me. I get them to follow me to the bathroom so we could get on a different fucking level and lighten up the mood a little bit. To my disdain, these little whores had other ideas for the evening. They were already fucking each other in the bathroom. I couldn’t say no. I wanted to taste them for daddy, make sure they are good enough for him!
Accomplice phone sex for your pleasure.
I banged her head on the floor so hard that I felt her skull crack. It’s just so easy to kill. You were laughing your ass off stroking your cock. I knew that you were excited. Necrophilia was your favorite thing. You liked me to get them right on the edge of death in a violent fashion. Once her eyes rolled back and her breaths were swallow, it was your turn. You loved the feeling of “fucking her to death.” You rammed your cock in every hole, listening for that faint last moan and your favorite “death rattle.” As she began to cool, you got even more turned on, warming her carcass with spurts of cum. You were just as evil as me. We had just found this little victim as she came home from school. Such a petite blonde beauty cluttering up this world. She just begged to be taken. One little opportunity is all it takes, people, and you too could be the fuck meat on my slab.
If you can’t take evil, wicked, bloody, and dead, better leave my blogs now. I am far from normal and so are you. Let’s violate, plunder, beat, and kill. Who’s on your mind tonight?
Alien Impregnation
I was walking home from the club after a fight with my dealer. I was a wreck and needed some shit bad. I had the shakes and I felt queasy. Then my damn heel broke and I fell on my face and hit my head. When I looked up, there was a bright light. A large vehicle was in front of me and a dark shadow came out. Wracked with pain, I asked if he had any drugs. He laughed and took my arm. I was led aboard this fucked up place filled with men. Not ordinary men. Bald, scrawny men. They all moved to touch my giant tits and probe my pussy. The leader screeched at them in a foreign language, making them know that I was his. In his quarters, he turned to me and showed me a giant penis. It was fucking huge. “Drugs.” I begged. He seemed to understand and injected me with something that burned like fire. I felt like I was on the edge of a massive orgasm. He pushed me to the pallet, climbing on top of me, forcing his monster cock into me. I felt my pussy tear but there was no pain. Then he bit me on the tit, his fangs sinking into my flesh. I felt my skin melt and I became a fuck machine. I rode my alien lover in every position as he squealed and dumped loads of cosmic ooze into my slit. Afterward, he injected me again and blackness took me.
I woke up on a grassy knoll. I wondered how long I’d been out and if it had been a hallucination. In my hand was a bag of sci-fi looking injectors like my captor had used. As I struggled to my feet, I felt something move inside of me, like the kicking of the unborn. Had I been used as a breeder for the alien race or was it just the drugs taking their toll.
To be continued….
Fucking Daddy Out Of Trouble
I get asked all the time why I allow myself to be treated like a worthless fuck whore simply because my Daddy is addicted to gambling. He gets himself into a large debt he can’t pay and those gamblers can get really angry and mean. He always offers my services to pay his bill in full. He tells them I will be a perfect subby pain whore for them. I will graciously accept torture sex as what is due to me for being such a dumb little nasty cunt. Daddy especially loves loaning me out for suffocation phone sex. He loves getting all those videos of my head lolling around as everything blacks out from your tight hands at my throat. The more sadistic your fantasies are, the more I enjoy them. The reason I always fuck Daddy out of trouble is simple. I am about as addicted to painful fucking as Daddy is to gambling. I could never find this many kinky men on my own, but they seem abundant in Daddy’s circle. Besides being addicted, be treated like a worthless dumbass slut always gets me turned on. So – how much does Daddy owe you?
Taboo Phone Sex w/ Teen Rape Porn
That dumb little slut Stacy! When I see that skanky ho again she will be sorry for trying to move in on my turf and I will get all Taboo phone sex on her ass. This dumb bitch will become a star in my teen rape porn if she thinks she can move in and take over my babysitter phone sex jobs! We will just have to let her try, and see what happens.
Word is out that Stacy will be doing a gig at the Wilshires tonight, and their charge is quite young, as in will be of no problem to do what I need and not disrupt the sleeping client. I watch the house to make sure the homeowners have left. After about thirty minutes I decide to make my move and signal my accomplice along.
Entering the home from the back door we crept up on our victim sitting on the couch with her laptop and headphones on… “smart way to do your job cunt”. With a scarf in hand I toss it around Stacy’s face and pull as my accomplice removes the laptop from her and starts stripping her then binds her hands behind her. I toss him the hypodermic of our cocktail and he plunges it in her arm vein. I grab the video camera as he pulls down his pants and moves the scarf up to expose her mouth he rubs his cock over her lips before face fucking the cunt. I stand there watching as he takes her and turns her bending her over the couch as he starts to assault her virginal ass hole.
We finish the video with him cumming in her gaping asshole and a personal verbal notice from me… next time she won’t be so lucky to be breathing still.
Another Victim Like Me
Daddy got bored with forcing me to take his cock so he brought home a new girl. When I saw her face I realized she looked just like me! And I knew he was going to fuck her just like me too, rough and hard and brutal as he can! I don’t think she was prepared for how rough Daddy was going to be because as soon as he slapped her across the face she fell to the ground sobbing uncontrollably. Gawd, it’s not like he stabbed her or something, all he did was slap her face and she was being all dramatic about it and that just made him angrier. He started to really beat her then, punching and kicking her and he made me hold her down while he did it. He was really hard by then so he shoved his cock down her throat and that’s when I knew he was gonna kill her. He was doing it really really hard and she was turning all kinds of colors but he just wouldn’t stop for nothin! Not until she finally stopped shaking and went completely limp, then he blew his load on her face and told me to clean up the mess.
Torture Sex Revenge
I got wicked drunk last night. Fuck, I was high too. Some guy at a bar gave me some good blow. We were doing lines on the bar and drinking 80 proof bourbon. I’m a tall woman. I can usually hold my liquor, not last night. I woke up with a different man. And not in the way you assume. I was on some rack. Naked, tied up, with little metal clips all over my body. It was pure torture sex. My skin felt like it was on fire. The metal was piercing my flesh. There was a funnel gag in my mouth and I was drinking something rank. Well being forced to chug it actually. “How do you like my piss, Cassie,” he inquired with a snarky grin on his face. He didn’t look familiar at all. He saw the look on my face. “Don’t remember me whore,” he seethed? I was scared. Clearly, I had pissed this guy off at some point in my life, but no clue when or where. He tried to jog my memory, but when I was not getting a clue, it just pissed him off further. He started burning my flesh with a cigar. The worst was when he put it out on my clit. I screamed in pain. He sat me up to torture my cunt. Fucked me with a burning stogie while yanking on the clips attached to my pussy. He was face to face with me; staring me dead on in the eyes. As he was burning my thighs and clit with the cigar, it hit me. I did know him. Not by name, but in the elevator of my building. He was making sure I knew him now. He carved his name in my stomach. Billy. According to him, a whore like me has no right snubbing anyone. I will never forget him now.
Almost got away
Every day it escalates with my husband. After the last couple times of him pulling his antics. I told myself I had to get out and I had to get out quick. I packed very few items with me and left. I had no idea where I was going I was just driving and not looking back. I drive for a bout 6 hours and finally decided to take a break at a rest stop. As I was walking out from the rest stop restroom I felt a hand grip me from behind and cover my mouth. I did not fight or struggle back. Something I had learned over the years with my husband. I was thrown in the back of a van and my clothes began to get torn off my body. The man had a mask on his face so I could not make out my attacker even if I wanted to. I just laid there and took it as he pounded me with his cock. I tried not to make any noises but I was so scared to death. He shoved something in my mouth to quiet me down. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my ass as he rammed something very cold and hard right up inside of me without any lube. I knew he tore me because I felt the warmness if blood. Another sensation I was very well familiar with from my husband. I just lay still hoping he’d finish soon and just prayed he would let me go once he had his way with me.Once he was finished he opened the back door and shoved me out leaving me there in the nude covered in cum.