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Killer Phone Sex Nigger Whore Scene 1

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     Killer phone sex had gotten me here with these dumb fuckers! The world was black and I knew my life was going to end. “Stupid Nigger whore!” “You thought you could get away from us!” I felt my legs being pulled apart and the blunt ax ripping into my pussy lips like a thousand knife blades at once. I knew I was going to die and I knew it would be at the hands of this motherfucker who had tormented me for days. The rotten taste of his cum was on my lips and I saw your bitch ass standing in the corner rubbing your cock. Blood pooled in the corners of my mouth and the echo of the hall deafened my ears from any logic. I know you were going to kill me. Someone had to pay the price for fucking up your heroin connection. That bitch ass husband was going to get away with my murder! Fuck him! Getting involved with a crack addict was going to be the last bad decision I would do. I thought if this mother fucker killed me that would be the end of it. I could just feel the darkness.

     Bending down over me he pinched my tits and knocked them really hard against his hand. Grabbing a nail and hammer I winced as you held me in place. It was time for me to fight to do something to get away but I couldn’t do anything. It was over for me and I knew that. With the last bit of strength I had I kicked for freedom to get away. I saw the raise of the hammer the steel point of the nail in my tits and screamed. I tried holding back I knew that’s what they wanted!  Fuck you nigger! You will get what Nigger Bitches deserve he said as he drove another needle in my flesh.

Let it Burn

 

Snuff SexYesterday I cut the break lines of a school bus parked outside of the museum. Meh, maybe I’ll see something about it in the news. I’m so bored. In the mean time I’ve got a few brats to watch over and probably torture a bit more. We’ll start with teasing them with cookies and eventually lead up to something more bloody. New snot nosed brats are so easy to come by, and make me come so easy, eating out their little fresh pussies while dragging a blade across their flat tits. Sucking little bitch pussies and cunts is the only thing that really gets me off. I can’t even tell if they’re screaming from the pleasure or from the pain because frankly I can’t really tell if I’m fucking them too hard with my fingers or my knife when I really get into the fucking. It all becomes just one big single penetration into their tiny body when I’m fucking them and the mix is something like no other fucking can compare. And hearing on the news that bus crashed and burned made it even better!

 

Torture Sex The Medieval Way

torture sex bloody funI have a special friend, John. He gets me. Understands my needs; my love for sexual torture. He invited me up to his cabin for the weekend for a romantic getaway. When I arrived, he had a surprise for me. A fuck nugget he picked up along the road. Just a stupid little cunt hitch hiker who would never be missed. She was tied up naked on the floor in front of the fireplace wrapped in a red bow. The perfect present. “Check out the basement, my love,” he cooed to me. What was in the basement was beyond my wettest dream.  An old fashioned torture chamber. I got wet looking at all the instruments at my disposal to sexually torture this twat.

I grabbed an old fashioned cattle prod to start the fun.  I was giddy like a school girl when I zapped her ass with it for the first time. She fell forward, pissed the floor and started crying. “This is soooooo fun,” I said with glee to John as I shoved it up her cunt this time. Watching her twitch and convulse really turned me on. I let John play with it too. Torturing a worthless whore is a relationship bonding experience. We shocked her so much, I could smell her burning flesh.  Nothing better than the smell of burnt cunt lips. Well maybe the smell of a once pink asshole!  I even used the prod on her tits. Pretty much seared her nipples clear off. I fed them to her for shits and giggles.

torture phone sex anal tortureWhile she laid in a pool of her own piss and vomit, I fucked John’s brains out. The sight of her curled up in fetal position, soaking in her own waste, crying, smelling like a pig roast, made me horny. But getting pumped full of cum, just made me want to hurt her more. Hurt her dead. I grabbed her by the hair, dragged her burnt carcass down the basement steps, and tossed her on the rack. John purchased all this medieval torture stuff to give me a sexual torture chamber. Now that is love. I tied her to the rack and started cranking it, slowly. Her screams made me orgasmic. Hearing and seeing the flesh pull, bones snap, blood spurt… was intoxicating. John bent me over the rack and fucked me from behind as her limbs snapped like twigs. Legs severed,  arms severed, head popped right off her body. We were getting doused in her blood as we fucked. Do you have any fucking clue how hot that is?

I went too fast with her. I get impulsive sometimes. I like to torture for days not hours, but I was just like a fat brat in a candy store, no impulse control. There’s still so much more for me to try out in my torture chamber. John assured me he would go snag me up another victim after dinner. Couples who slay together, stay together. If you are not as lucky to have an accomplice in your life as I am, let me be your sadistic bitch helper. Death and dismemberment is a dish best served for two.

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Double the Pleasure

Killer phone sexIt’s a lot harder getting men under the knife, that’s why I have to hunt those pussy whipped little bitch boys out with their skanks. I found the perfect couple who fit that profile. Some scrawny chap somehow lucky enough to land this big titted slut. He was probably rich, but I got them into a side alley to make them fuck for one last time before I could really find out. It didn’t take much for the guy to start crying harder than his whore. The way he was humping that pussy with his dick was just pathetic! So I showed him how to do it with my favorite knife and he was screaming. So I shoved his face into her pussy and made him eat her out even with the wounds I had just given to her. I can’t believe I had to say it more than once. “Eat it! Eat that fucking pussy like you actually know what you’re doing for once in your life!”, I said, and then I just couldn’t take it any more. I finished rubbing my clit while watching their pathetic scene and gut him like he was in a chinese supermarket and just left them there.  

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It had to be that night. It had to be at 3:17 am.

She had to be 8 months pregnant.

She had to be tortured for 6 weeks, 6 days, and 6 hours.

The timing needed to be perfect.

I loved watching her big belly contract as I beat her, fucked her and cut her.

After the first 30 minutes of her screaming I had to rub my cunt.

I was so wet that my pussy juice was running down my thighs.

I fucked myself until I squirted all over the pregnant bitch.

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I left her there covered in my cum, tied up and in pain.

I heard her screaming later that night, She said she needed a drink.

Lucky for her I needed to piss.

I climbed up on the bars and pissed over her face.

I was so excited to keep hurting her.

It felt like time passed so fast for us.

It was time to light the fire.

I was so excited to watch her burn.

That little demon inside her is going to boil.

He is going to taste like a yummy tender steak!!

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Fallen Angel

snuff phone sex karmaLight emanating from my body, a flowing white gown gently touches the floor. Floating above myself I watch the dark shadow approach, smothering the light. Replacing it with something sinister. Innocents leaves and is replaced with evil. the feeling overtakes me and I hear the whisper in my ear. The voice a low growl, sends shivers of delight up my spine. It leads me from the comfort of my home and out into the chill of the night air. My nipples harden and I can feel the juices dripping down my inner thigh. Blindly I follow the instructions being given. I stop in front of the well manicured yard. The same one that she was in earlier, working hard with her long braids and her tight young body. A vision of that earlier scene appears before me as if in a dream. The longing in my loins is a burning flame building slowly becoming uncontrollable. I feel him walking up behind me and the heat of his breath is on my neck. Every nerve in me is alive with sadistic desire to experience his teen rape fantasy. We move together in unison to commit the act that we both long to have. Peering in her bedroom window we see the pretty pink letters over her bed spelling out her name “BECKA”. By the night lights glow her face is almost angelic as she sleeps. The window is open to the night air and the screen easily slips out. We climb through and approach her bed. Placing my hand over her mouth I hold her down and watch his hands slid up her thighs as she squirms to be free. Her eyes wide as tears slip quietly down her cheeks. My heart beats faster watching him take her. I whisper encouragement telling him it is OK. Guiding him every step of the way as he molests her young underdeveloped body. She is our victim this night. Soon she will be a fallen angel. No longer pure, tainted by our desires and filled with the hot cum of his throbbing cock. We cum together in the dark, breathing heavy and delighting in the pleasure that she brings us. What is taboo to others is so right for us. We are united by a craving so strong that we can’t fight it. Letting go and giving in to the only thing that satisfies our lust….sweet young victims of the night. I wake up in a puddle of cum and know I need more. Won’t you join me? violent phone sex becka

Taking Care of the Trash…

Bloody phone sexI could tell the bitch was already bleeding out by the time I got her top off. Some stupid whore who’s head I took a brick to when she wasn’t even looking, walking down the side walk like she owned the whole goddamned city. I just couldn’t stand the way she walked, or talked on the phone to some other slut I’m going to track down and kill too. She did have great tits though, D cups at least, glistening and wet from the blood that was spilling out of her bimbo head. I wanted her naked. I wanted to see if her pussy juice still tasted sweet mixed with her blood. I had to work quickly, so I took a knife to her jeans which slit another wound down her thighs. I’m not particularly precise when it comes to these things. She was blacking out so after getting a little taste of that pussy I fucked her with the knife I used to get her pants off. She would have liked it too, if she was awake for it. This is the kind of penetration she deserved, but not the kind she and all those dicks she’s inhaled have had in mind. Then I left her in the ditch just off the road where hopefully the garbage man will come and take this piece of trash to the dumpster where she belongs.

Master’s Pain Slut Loves Bloody Phone sex

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Slice me wide open, do whatever you have to do. You know I can take it, I might even like it now too. Since you’ve know me I’ve become such a good little pain slut and I know you can see it too. The way my pussy gets dripping wet instantly whenever you pull out your knife makes it very obviously. Feeling my warm blood run down my body and seeing the puddle it creates on the floor while my arms are tied up over my head tightly gives me the biggest rush in the world. Nothing else compares.

Maybe you liked it better when I was scared? I won’t lie to you, I’m still scared. Scared of what you’ll do, how far you’ll take it. Scared of what I might do to please my Master. What will I sacrifice and how will I hurt just to satisfy you? Sometimes I can feel my fear on my flesh whenever I get the chills which causes goose bumps to appear, but you’re such a twisted fuck that seeing them pleases you even more. I can tell that’s the truth.

You do play some cruel and evil tricks on me. Like when you first captured me, you fooled me into thinking there was a chance to escape or that eventually you would let me leave. Honestly I should have known better, but I believed it. You’re way too smart to leave doors unlocked unless it’s on purpose. Now I don’t try anything even if a door is wide open because I know how much you love playing games. You love to watch me suffer and hear me cry out in agony. The torture excites me a little more each day, but I’m terrified of how much I enjoy it. I’ll never be the same even if you let me go some day or I escape, but I’m not sure I would even want to.

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Cassandra’s Hardcore Rape Porn Fantasies

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Have you heard that old saying be careful what you wish for? Ever since I was a little girl and my daddy and his friends violated my ass repeatedly, I have been an anal whore who gets off on rape phone sex fantasies.  Daddy is the reason I am a submissive slut today. I told one of my girlfriends about my hardcore rape porn fantasies. Girls tell each other everything; even our darkest secrets and fantasies. I guess she violated my trust and told her boyfriend about my naughty thoughts.

I was walking home from the club the other night. I got too drunk to drive. Well, too drunk to find my keys is more like it. My friend’s boyfriend Chris saw me teetering on my stripper shoes as I meandered down the sidewalk and offered me a ride home. He didn’t take me to my home, but his. I insisted he take me home, but he got really rough with me. Grabbed me by the hair dragging me up his front stairs. He shoved me inside his front door where I was grabbed by a few other men. I am a dirty slut, but I don’t fuck a friend’s man. Ho’s before bro’s is my motto.

hardcore rape porn fantasies hardcore analHis friends ripped my clothes off despite my kicking and screaming. Guess I was fighting too much so they tied me up. So tight I could feel the rope cutting into my flesh. Despite my pleas, they force fucked my ass and pussy, even skull fucked my face. Their cocks were so hard. I thought I would be wet because of my fantasies, but I was anything but wet. Because my pussy was dry, it felt like my pussy was tearing in two with every thrust. One guy asked if I was a virgin whore because I started bleeding. It hurt so bad I felt like a virgin again. All three took turns dumping cum in one of my fuck holes. I felt violated and ashamed.

After they each shot their seed in me, I thought it was over, that I could go home. Chris had other plans. “So you like to be force fucked do you Cassie,” he said in a creepy tone? His friend came out with a tray of all sorts of ominous objects to violate me with. A baseball bat; a whiskey bottle; a barbell; a lava lamp; a fraternity paddle; even his furry companion. “Let’s see how much you really enjoy those fantasies,” he said with a smirk. They force fucked my ass and cunt with things not meant to be inside a woman like that. My ass and pussy bled like a stuck pig. No lube, no saliva, just hardcore sodomy with huge objects. They laughed and giggled the entire time. I just cried and begged for mercy.

bondage phone sex rape fantasiesFinally, they finished with me. Untied me so I could clean up. It hurt to pee. My pussy was split in two. One of my labia lips was severed. My asshole had prolapsed. I was in gut wrenching pain. They were kind enough  to call me a cab. I crawled into bed. Blood stained my sheets. All I could hear in my head was “be careful what you ask for. It just may come true.”

I do it for you…

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Some times I do bad things on purpose, so You will punish me, I guess I need more training…. I don’t know why I do it, defiance, punishment, pain, pleasure it all starts to merge together and not make sense to me, and I can be very good for a while, but I love to touch my tight pussy, I will beg to touch it, I know I deserve to be punished severely when I disobey You, and I am at peace with that. The pain makes me high. It puts me in a place that is more pleasurable than having sex. I disobey you for a reason. I am your dog, your slave, your bitch. I obey you most of the time.. but There is this wild animal in me that needs to deify you. I need to see you angry. Watching you bite your lip, squeeze your fits and hit me, make me so fucking wet. Seeing the anger in your eyes is intoxicating. At that moment I know I am your next torture product until you feel better. Spending hours with you, watching your evil smile as you cut into me. Makes me more than high. 

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