Category: Kidnapping phone sex

Porn valley

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When I joined the porn scene and moved to porn valley, I had high hopes of becoming the next Alexis texas. Sure I wasn’t half as good-looking as lex for tex, but I had grit. I had a character full of life and had the stars in my eyes. It shined so bright the thought of me becoming a porn girl. I made plenty of connections and put myself thru a grueling workout plan and eating plan. All I could ever aspire to be was to become the best fuck slut and get plenty of avns for my efforts. The callbacks became slim to none. I wasn’t getting any part I thought I’d get. Instead, I became quite the girl for snuff. At first, I was a little disappointed, but once I saw how many people thought about having killer phone sex with me and how much they wanted to bash my skull, I felt pretty infamous. Famous for something terrible, which in terms of porn is pretty standard. It made my heart melt to know so many people were masturbating to the thought of me being fucked to death. Call cynical, but it seems I’m a pretty big deal after all, and that’s not too shabby.

The Queens of Cum

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It’s hard to get together with another chick for some 2 girl phone sex when you live like I do.  I know what people are really capable of so I don’t trust anybody.  That said, Morticia is the only bitch I’d ever call a friend.  She’s a lot like me, careful and calculating, cunning and cruel, I kinda can’t help but to like her.  She’s a self made femme fatale who loves kidnapping cunts, torturing twats and fluid filled, fiendish fuck sessions with all sorts of unwilling individuals.  Sound like anyone you know?

I met Morty at an underground apothecary as I was examining a variety of dried nightshades.  She told me I had good taste so I was immediately intrigued and allowed the conversation to continue.  I’m pretty glad I did because I’ve been a part of more grisly gangbangs since I met her than I was ever privy to before.  She has a very seductive way about her and doesn’t even need to drug the dummies we denigrate and destroy to lure them into her terribly terrific cum traps, they come to her on their own accord.  She only pumps them full of poison for her own sick pleasure, I fucking love it!

We compliment each other well.  One of us can beat and bludgeon our bound beauties while the other fucks their bloody butts until they’re all nothing but fleshy piles of fluid covered mush.  The drugged dicks she draws into her den of depravity show no qualms with draining their dongs all over, or inside of, a near lifeless body.  We peg those spaced out pigs while they fuck and defile the gaggles of duped “hot girls” who, no doubt, had a completely different vision of kinky fun in their minds when they arrived than they received when all was said and done.

I don’t tell anyone all of my secrets, but I can count on Morticia.  We have the same distrust in society at large, love to reign over legions of blood and cum covered slaves and both know all the best ways to get rid of a body.  2 girl phone sex with the Queens of Cum is to die for, sometimes quite literally.

 

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Slaughterhouse Audition’s Snuff Porn

As an aspiring porn star of the darker kind the very idea of starring in a snuff porn makes me excited. Pain is my best friend. Mutilating my body is a real perverse thing I get off on doing and having done to me. I have breast implants and have had to have them fixed a few times. It seems guys love to mutilate them often. I deserve it. My body is fake with Botox and implants and so many types of cosmetic surgery. It’s just that I am cut up and tortured so much and I am obsessed with my appearance.

A fuck barbie like me is only useful for film if she looks good and fake. That is my only reason for living is to have my body as a lure to be destroyed. I need to feel hopeful that my dreams can come true. I hope you will introduce me to my destiny. It’s to the slaughterhouse I go and my hopes and dreams are for this to happen.

Arriving I am immediately rushed into a part of the slaughterhouse with a line of meat hooks. There are two other carcasses of whores hanging, they have been drained of their blood. One is a redhead, the other a brunette. My pussy starts to get wet thinking I may be the Blonde to be hanging there beaten and tortured as meat. I am the true white meat. My white meat cunt needs to be tenderized and used as does the rest of my body. Please let me be the star for the next scene and as the trophy of my performance I wish to be hung on the hook too.

 

Snuff Porn

Snuff Sex Dinner

snuff sexSometimes I am minding my own business and I get into a snuff sex mood. I saw this young brat. She was cute for a soul stealing, germy little girl. I was thinking more about all the fun you could have with her. But sadly, you were not with me. You would have loved fucking her tiny bald cunt. As I stared at her thinking about you forcing your big dick into her teeny tiny hole, I got wet. Even though I was without a partner, I decided I had to have this little girl. I am patient. I waited in stealth, observing and waiting for my opportunity. She was playing in the park. Eventually all her little brat friends went home, and she was still there all by herself. It was fate. She needed you but she got me. I drugged her so I could cart her off quietly. I took her to my kill shack in the woods and I carver her up like a piece of meat. If I am by myself, I take my time and make the torture sex last. The screams of the young ones get me going. I carved up her tiny body with my big knife. I watched the crimson blood flow from her veins and pool on my floor. I knew what I was having for dinner. She was tiny. I chopped up her limbs and tossed her head to the coyotes. I put her limbs in a stew pot and removed the organ meat for a future meal. A young girl’s flesh is like eating veal. Its tender and oh so succulent if prepared right. I can have you over for the organ meat maybe. It is chock full of protein and vitamins. I do love eating young girls in more ways than one. But it is lonely sometimes to eat alone.

Bloody Phone Sex Fun

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex? If I am involved, it will be bloody. I am a violent bitch. I do not kill quickly. I do not kill neatly either. I like a massacre. I like pain and suffering. I did something I never do last night. No, not kill. Well, I did kill, but I always kill. I went to a concert. I interacted with humans. It was a Ghost show. They are a metal band from Sweden. Many proclaim them Satanists. I like them. I went with some Goth Friends. Some Uber religious folks like those Westboro Baptist church crazies were harassing us. They took issue with my appearance. They wanted a fight. Normally, I have restraint. I do not kill for revenge or because provoked. Last night I did, because this cunt followed me to my car telling me I was going to burn in hell. I told her I would see her there and stabbed her in the gut. I pushed her in my trunk. I could not leave her in the street. Someone would be looking for her. She was younger than me and part of of a crazy fanatic group. I went to my cabin in the woods. I was surprised she was still breathing when I arrived. She bled all over my trunk. This cunt was making me angry in more ways than one. I dragged her into my cabin. She was going to feel all my Rage. This little bitch was a mega hater and was just going to grow up hating on everyone and everything. The world does not need more intolerant cunts. So, I gutted her like a pig. I let her entrails fall on to my floor. Not the first time or the last. She died on my wooden floor. I fed her guts and limbs to the coyotes. I spent the next several hours cleaning up. Not the floors. No one knows where my kill shack is. The floors are permanently blood stained. I cleaned my car because I never kill impulsively. That snotty cunt had it coming though.

Violent Vixen

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My crazy, fucked up life has turned me into some sort of cruelty craving creep who needs things like violent phone sex and tortuting some helpless, kidnapped cunt to get off.  I’m an obvious product of my environment, years of being endlessly raped and abused at the hands of those who are supposed to protect you will kill you.  Sometimes though, a brutalized body hasn’t caught up with the soul quite yet leaving an empty shell of a person, completely dead inside roaming the earth looking for a purpose, for satisfaction, for love.

I’ve found my calling.  My purpose is pain, sadism is my satisfaction and, as for love, well lacing and lashing an unlucky victim is the closest thing to love I’ll ever know.  Guys, girls, everyone is a target for my learned hatred.  All the disgusting pigs clomping around with a spark for life in their eye and an obvious lack of circular cigarette burns and razor thin scars on their limbs need to be shown that there really isn’t anything worth living for.  I’m the monster who needs to show them.

Whether I participate or orchestrate in the depravity is simply up to how I’m feeling in the moment, but one thing is surely for certain…  If Willow wants you, Willow gets you and I won’t be happy until the light of your soul shining in your eyes has faded completely.  Your husk might survive, but your spirit will be broken for good.  Just like me.

 

Kidnapping Phone Sex With Aubree

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When I got bored last night all I could only think about was how fun it would be to snatch me a young dumb slut. I could fuck her asshole hard and deep with my new strap-on dildo. That is what I did I picked her up on the street like a hooker slut, but I could tell her youth under all her cum dried make up smeared face. As soon as she was in the apartment, I knocked her out with a handkerchief. Dirty slut woke up tied up and naked. I had my strap-on on. I slapped her with it a few times enough for her to open her mouth wide. I shoved my strap down her throat until she chocked and gaged. When it was wet and gooey, I pushed her on her belly and pushed my cock in her asshole.  She yelped out in pain, but I didn’t care that just fueled me more. I ripped her asshole open until she was lubricating my strap. I wrapped my hands around her throat as I kept pounding her hard. It exited my cunt so much having the pounding she was getting rubbing up against me, that I started cumming I didn’t even notice she had stop breathing and I had asphyxiated her. Her body was limp. I didn’t care I had cum very hard, I just had to figure what to do with her body.  

From Ass Rape Porn Star to Accomplice

ass rape pornSometimes, I am not the star of an ass rape porn. Sometimes, I am the one inflicting the anal torture. My stepson was impressed with my ability to go from his victim to his accomplice so effortlessly last week. He gave me an assignment. If I completed the mission successfully, I would get coke and a reprieve from his abuse. He wanted to live stream a special show just for a select few who had paid big bucks for a particular type of show. It had to be private because there were some not so legal things that would be happening. When I am his victim, I am willing mostly. I am suffering the abuse for coke. This show had a much younger star, and far less willing one. In fact, she was not willing at all. I was tasked with finding the talent, so I went to the park. It was a cold winter day, but I knew there would be little girls sledding and playing in the winter wonderland. I found a girl and lured her back to my stepson’s house around the corner. It was scary how easy it was to lure her. Back at his place we drugged her. It was just a little smack like sex traffickers use to make their product more willing to play. I got out the largest double-sided dildo I could find, and I fucked her virgin holes. She was definitely a virgin because crimson blood flowed down her snowy white thighs. She was making soft whimpers, which the audience liked because those whimpers were followed by Bitcoin tip sounds. It felt good to be on the other side of the torture sex for once. I was destroying this girl’s holes, but in my world, it is survival of the fittest. My stepson was pleased with the girl I brought him and the damage I did to her ass and cunt. He gave me more than the amount of coke agreed upon.

You Gotta Have Faith

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I was feeling a little sad and lonely the other day so I decided to cheer myself up with some twisted 2 girl action.  I found the prettiest little innocent natural blonde at the coffee shop and decided she was the one I wanted to abuse to make myself feel better.  I could tell that taking advantage of her naive nature would be the easiest thing in the world.  I wasn’t wrong.  How fucking fitting was it that her name was “Faith?”

After I easily won the simple sap over and could tell I had her properly seduced, I convinced her to come back to my place for some hot threeway fun with me and my boyfriend (Ha!).  We got into my van and I drove us back to my happy house of horrors as she kept yammering on in nervous excitement about how she’s some sort of beauty queen and never does things like this.  I stroked her thigh and rubbed her bald snatch to keep up my seduction as I listened.

She knew something was off the moment we pulled up to my happy house of horrors, but I reassured her that it was just an old place and, of course, she believed me.  Once we were inside though, she knew shit was not on the level but by then it was too late.  I knew as soon as she crossed the threshold that I had her for as long as I, and the house, wanted her.  

I’ve had her locked in my basement for six days now to use however I want.  That’s six days of whips and chains, violent gangbangs and steamy hot piss streams on torn flesh for the darling dumb bitch, resulting in hours upon hours of her agonizing screams.  Of course she’s been really popular amongst all of the devils and demons who stop by my place looking for some fucked up fun.  They love the way she whimpers and wails.

I’ve put that privileged priss through almost a week of living hell purely for my sick, pussy pleasing entertainment.  Now that she’s starting to enjoy it, I think I’ll let her live.  She’s kinda fun.

 

I Want o Be Your Accomplice Phone Sex Partner

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I love being an accomplice phone sex partner. In the world of submissive slaves, I paid my dues. I worked myself up the food chain and have earned the right to help you kill and torture little sluts. Some guys even hire me to procure them a tender age slut. As a woman, I can lure a girl to her demise much more easily than a man. Girls lack the same stranger danger feel for women that they do for men. I am here helping men fuck little girls because of that. Over the weekend, I helped Stan. As a slave, I watched masters, even my own father, trap young girls and do very bad things to them. I know what I am doing. For almost 20 years, I sat back, watched, and learned. Now, I am in the driver’s seat. I brought Stan, Ashley. She was this cute little raven-haired beauty queen. She resembled his niece who has been cock teasing him since she was in diapers. He likes to watch the little Miss Sunshine girls. He books hotel rooms where little beauty pageants occur and watches the little contestants strut their stuff. I made his dark fantasy of exploring rape phone sex fantasies with one cum true. I posed as a pageant parent, kidnapped one and brought her back to this seedy by the hour motel where Stan was waiting. His dick was already hard from the anticipation. I had her drugged and dressed in her gown and a tiara on her head. She was a cutie. He was balls deep in her virginal cunnie when she woke up crying. I gave her a hot shot and she passed out again. Turns out I overdosed her. I am still learning my drug dosages. He got to fuck his beauty queen and explore his more morbid sex with dead bodies fantasies, and I got paid. I ditched her lifeless body in a field 100 miles away from the crime scene. Her body likely will never be found and if it is, her death will be penned on some P man on the registry. I am a great accomplice.