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My Son Loves Extreme Anal Torture Sex with His Mommy

torture sexIt is not a New Year without some hardcore anal torture sex. At least not for my son. He wanted to ring in the new year properly with a live stream. However, before I made my on screen appearance, he gave me some lip injections. I think he wanted my lips as big as my tits. You know that duck lips, huge tits, bimbo look. But instead of a needle, he just Mike Tysoned my lips a few times and they swelled up quickly.

He even died my red locks platinum blonde for the occasion. The first live stream of the year needs to be special. So, I sported my new Barbie Bimbo look on his live stream and the audience went crazy tipping. Blonde hair, raccoon eyes, duck lips, huge tits. Plus, Kiss like platform shoes and whore makeup. The crowd went wild for my 2024 bimbo look.

Although I never want to be my son’s ass rape porn star, I know he loves me. And the coke he gives me numbs most of the pain. He let me snort a line before he punched the side of my face like he was Mike Tyson.  I forgot to take my fake teeth so I could gum his cock. Plus, he loves to see me in his favorite colors purple and blue, and eventually black.

My Son Loves to Fuck My Prolapsed Asshole

After he swelled up my face, he turned his attention to my big fake titties. I heard the chimes of tips as he used zip ties to turn my boobs purple also. He calls them my fun bags. My boobs quickly turned purple as he got out his speculum. Now, I knew I was in trouble, but he let me do more coke to numb the pain. I pushed out my prolapsed asshole for him and the viewers at home. My son has brutalized my ass so hard over the years it just falls out now with one push and a grunt.

ass rape pornIn fact, my prolapse is bigger than some cocks. He put a plastic bag over my face because he enjoys suffocation phone sex too. While I was losing oxygen, my son fucked my prolapsed asshole. He kept punching me in the back of the head too. I started seeing stars. But he would let me out of the plastic bag occasionally to snort a line and take a gasp of air. But he would punch the back of my head as I snorted lines.

Duck Lips, Big Tits and an Anal Prolapse

Although, I felt fucking high and numb, I could still feel the pressure pain of his cock in my prolapsed asshole. After he came in my shit pipe, I thought he might retire me for a bit, but he wanted more violence for our audience. He slammed my head through a wall. And my head cracked the sheet rock.

I felt like I was in a Bugs Bunny cartoon. Stars appeared around my heard and I heard noises. I looked to be dangling in the wall. Since I was stuck, all I could do was hang there like I was floating in air. Although I thought my son had stopped fucking my ass, he never left my prolapse. I felt the reverberations as he slammed my prolapsed, sending my head deeper into the wall.

My Son Loves To Brutalize My Shit Pipe and My Body

However, the tips poured in. As I hung in the wall, my boy brought the bowl of coke around to let me snort more powder. He skull fucked me so I could give him a good gum job, but he pissed in my mouth instead. I was so fucked up I thought he gave me champagne. He saved his cum for my shit pipe.

He pulled the speculum out of my prolapsed ass and pulled me out of the wall. But he put a chain on my prolapsed ass and dragged me around the floor like a kitchen mop. He pile drove my prolapse some more using me like a fuck mop. The tips continued to ring in until he could not cum anymore. Although I felt mostly numb, it hurt like hell trying to push my battered prolapse back inside until the next time my son needs to use his whore mommy.

Accomplice Phone Sex Slumming for a Fix

He approached me for Accomplice phone sex. It was late at night and I was in the back alley shooting up with a crack whore that stole a bunch of junk from her pimp/ dealer. She was completely wasted and offering up the goods. Then there he was, he showed up and blasted a hole in the whores head then looked to me.

As it where I was all out of my mind. I watched as she bled out with her brains oozing from the hole that erupted her head. Like a pinata, it went pop. As she convulsed and bled out I started rubbing my cunt. In fact I was so high I gave no fucks.

Then this guy Adre looked at me with the gun pointed towards me. But getting a look at me, this trashed white barbie like bimbo he had other thoughts. This was when he grabbed me up and told me I was going to work for him tonight. And all I could utter was.. ‘mmm…. ok… daddy‘. He pistol whipped me and shoved me to his suv.

As he was prepping me on the details of how I will be the bait bitch to lure in a couple of new whores for him, he started shoving his big black dick in my cunt. Then, As I was poised against the SUV and his weight pressed my big fake tits into the glass of the windows. That moment when He thrust hard and came inside my cunt with a grunt.

Now straighten your shit up bitch, was all he said as he ushered me inside the SUV.

Accomplice phone sex adventures in the Hood…

He drove down to the ghetto with a bumch of little black girls hanging around a doorstoop. He told me I needed to go and see if they want to party. Of course I followed orders well. I went over and gushed how my friend here had lots of goodies and wanted to know if any of you gals want to party. Finally when I flashed some baggies and cash, all was go.

Ultimately this was all it took. What happened next will have to be filled in later…

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Castration Phone Sex is What I Want More of in 2024

castration phone sexI made a New Year’s resolution for more castration phone sex. Although I whacked off over 200 worthless balls last year, I want to double that number this year. Plus, I want to chop off a few dicks too. I like a mixture of willing men and less willing men. Will you volunteer for me to castrate you, or will I need to take your junk by force? Honestly, I am game either way.

I placed a few ads on the dark net looking for prey. Although this guy thought we were on a date, I was just prepping him for a good junk removal session. If I plan to take your junk, I deem you unworthy to fuck already. Not to say I have not castrated a few men who tried to cuddle me after sex. Castration has been an afterthought many times.

I Will Take Your Junk for Shits and Giggles

However, with Tony, I planned his castration. The loser posted a video of him slaughtering a cat. Pick a fair fight loser. It does not make you a man to kill and torture something that cannot fight back. Just makes you a bully with a pin dick. Although I love torture sex, I pick a fair fight always. I enjoy the challenge of fighting a man bigger than me. Although Tony appeared bigger and stronger than me, I knew I was smarter, Way smarter. That is why I always win any battle.

Tony got dunk which is what I wanted. Liquor dulls your pain and makes you easier to subdue. I tied him to his bed. Although I did not have my castration chair, I did bring everything I needed. Including a mason jar to preserve his balls. He never saw it coming until his balls were in my hand. Silly boy thought he was getting a blow job.

Instead, a sadistic phone sex bitch took his junk. He bled heavily for a while until I heated up a cast-iron skillet to cauterize the wound. I left his cock. And I made sure he knew if I ever caught wind of him hurting an animal again, I would take his cock too. He knew I meant business because as I placed his severed balls into a mason jar, I wrote his name and address on the jar.

Torture sex will get your cock so fucking hard!

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Torture sex will get your cock so fucking hard! I have always been drawn to the dark and twisted side of things. The thought of torturing someone and taking their life turns me on like nothing else. And when my master presented me with the opportunity to be his submissive snuff slut, I could not resist. I was eager to fulfill any and all of his desires.

I do whatever my master asks of me without hesitation, and I take great pleasure in it. One of my duties as his submissive is to pick out the freshest meat for him. And let me tell you, it’s not an easy task. I have to scout for the perfect victim, someone who is young, innocent, and full of life. My master loves nothing more than the taste of young flesh, and I make it my mission to provide him with his favorite delicacy.

And once we have our victim, the real fun begins. My master hangs the meat on the hook and I get to work. I take my time, savoring every moment as I stab and slice the body, creating more fuck holes for my master to enjoy. I am his willing instrument of pleasure, and I love every second of it.

There is nothing more exhilarating than witnessing my master filling those holes with his thick cum as they take their last breath. The feeling of their lifeless skin against mine, the way their body responds to my touch, it’s an experience like no other. And let me tell you, it does wonders for my libido. I get wetter and hornier with each passing moment, and my master knows exactly how to exploit that.

So let’s get wild and have fun, my fellow snuff enthusiasts. Let’s not be afraid to embrace our desires and indulge in the pleasure of snuff sex. After all, nothing will get your cock harder and make you cum more than the thought of having sex with a dead body. And for me, as a dirty submissive snuff slut, there is no greater satisfaction than pleasing my master and fulfilling his darkest fantasies.

Knife play phone sex, I can skin better than anyone.

Knife play phone sex, I can skin better than anyone. Now to begin with I have been wielding a knife since I was very young. See who could skin an apple with never lifting the knife. Butchering became a fun family time experience. First it should be mentioned that this down home country girl has a collection of knives.

 A knife hangs on the door handle. One under my pillow. Bet I can peel your cock in one long strip. Never, not once lifting the knife up. First layer will hurt but not nearly as much as when you get lower. When you peel the skin off of someone with a super sharp knife it can be done layer by layer.Knife play phone sex

Bloody phone sex is what you get.

At least when you don’t put something on that to staunch the blood flow. Trust me to keep you from getting infection. Among my very many talents I am an organizational freak. It must be remembered that when keeping weapons you keep them clean. You also need to staunch all that blood. To do this you keep disinfectant on hand. Either to the left or to the right. Depending on your dominate hand. Ever clear is a great disinfectant. The old moonshine. Not the new flavored faggot ones that barely have more alcohol content than mouthwash.

Use something at least 75% alcohol. This will keep the knife clean, you will see it slicing, washing away the blood. Have a little sip. Poor a little more on the wounds. Once it has been thoroughly doused, soaked, or even marinated in the alcohol.

We have the wrapping up part. I for one like meat. Not the skin. Making it none other than cannibalism phone sex. Eat it raw just like sushi or the good red meat. Now you need to remember to use your knife.

In summary, I will slice and dice you. Make you in minced meat just to devour you.

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I love feeling the knife cutting into my caramel skin. That’s why I love knife play phone sex. Nothing makes my cunt more wet then being tied up to a bed and feeling a sharp cold blade threatening to cut me. Push the knife against my neck and ask me if I want to die. One wrong slice and my head could be hanging detached from my neck. And my blood would be gushing from my throat and drowning me. But then I would die too quick. You want to watch me scream in pain as you cut up my soft flesh.

Snuff Me With Knife Play Phone Sex

Start with cutting my tits. Slap them. Squeeze them. And then dig your knife into my left tit. Cut deeper. Not hard enough to puncture my lung but enough to hit one of my ribs. Then take your cock and stab that into my pussy too. Listen to the way I scream from the torture sex. I’m your pathetic victim. I can’t do anything except scream and beg for my life. The knife in my chest is just another hand hold so that you can force fuck my pussy. My tits and stomach are covered in blood. 

Take the knife out and watch the geyser of blood fly into the air. Then stab me again. Stab my chest over and over again. The way I scream and bleed just makes that evil cock pulse. Smelling and tasting my blood on your knife and seeing the way I twitch every time you push that your cock inside of me. The blood has started to leak into my lungs. And your cock is ready to shoot it’s load inside of me. Cum from this bloody phone sex and listen to my death rattle. Then drag that blood soaked knife across my jugular and finally snuff me.

Ass Rape Porn Star Blair’s Son Breaks Her Shit Box and Her Body

ass rape pornI never mind being my son’s ass rape porn star because he gives me so much coke.  Good coke too. Better than I get anywhere else. But the next morning, I always have some regret because of the condition he leaves my body in often requires medical attention that cocaine cannot fix. But I know my boy needs money and I am a great cash cow. Plus, he spent a lot of money on this ass bench. He needed to recuperate some cash with another live stream show.

I put on my highest platform shoes for him and painted my lips Christmas red. The tips started pouring in from his viewers before he even tied me to the ass bench. My boy loves that I look like such a street walker. Apparently, so does his audience. When he tied me to the bench, my ass was up in the downward dog position. He put a bowl of coke in front of me so I could snort it like a good mommy whore. I pushed out my prolapsed asshole for the viewers and opened my mouth wide so he could skull fuck me.

I am My Son’s Cash Cow

But before he skull fucked me, he slapped my face hard several times sending my dentures flying across the room. He hates to deep throat me with my teeth in. Me bad. I forgot to remove them. The tips came in fast seeing my teeth fly out of my mouth like that. However, my boy appeared in a mood. He punched me in the stomach and back a few times, before placing a zip tie on my prolapsed asshole. My asshole looked like a turkey’s wattle. Of course, he punched my wattle a few times too.

But that was nothing compared to the anal torture sex that followed. He fucked my prolapse and the crowd at home watching went crazy tipping. With all the dings I heard, I suspected this might be his most successful stream yet. After he fucked my prolapsed asshole for a bit, he went back to punching me. Pretty sure he cracked some ribs. I did not feel much from the coke luckily. But I sure did feel it the next day. He put Icy Hot on my prolapse and the tips poured in as I fought the tears from the burning sensation. No amount of coke could stop that feeling.

My Son Loves to Torture My Prolapsed Asshole

He broke my shit box. But he broke me too. When he slipped on his brass knuckles, I knew he would crack some more bones in my body. At least he never fucks up my sniffer. He lassoed my prolapsed asshole like a cowboy and pulled it up in the air so he could fist it for his audience. My nose started sniffing copious amounts of cocaine at that point. His entire arm reached inside of me so deep, I thought he might pull my heart out. He bruised me inside and out.

Dental spreaders in my mouth allowed him to power fuck my throat. A few punches to my temple while skull fucking me, made me see stars. He told me I was the star. The star of his snuff porn. After he skull fucked me some more, he went back to my asshole. He just loves fucking my prolapsed ass. While he rammed his dick, into my bloody raw meat resembling prolapsed asshole, he finger fucked me. However, he did not finger my pussy. He fingered my pee hole. And extremely aggressively too. He did do me the solid of rolling his cock in some coke before ravaging my destroyed shit box.

My Prolapsed Asshole Resembles a Turkey’s Wattle

I am his 4-hole whore. He knows his mother is a nasty bitch, so he treats me like one. My entire body is just his cock sleeve. Once my urethra opened from his fingers, he decided to fuck my tightest hole. It is an inevitable act when he needs me for a live stream. But I never get used to that. As he fucked my pee hole, he filled it up not only with his cock, but his piss too. The chimes of dings sounded almost deafening. My boy rag doll fucked all 4 of my holes for his audience and they loved it.

After he tired of my holes, he untied me and used me like a human pinata. He tossed me against the wall and kicked me when I landed on the floor with a thud. He pushed me down the stairs too. My body and my face turned black and blue. Plus, I swelled up so much I could barely see out of my eyes. My fun bags took some blows too. But if a tit bursts, he will get me new ones. He has this doctor that fixes my fake tits for a cheap price if he gets to use me too. A sort of stupid fuck meat discount.

My Son Not Only Broke My Shit Box, He Broke My Body Too

For his final act of the night, he put a plastic bag over my head and punched my face as he fucked my pee hole some more. I begged for his throat yogurt. I just wanted it all to end. Everything on me hurt. I am sure everything swelled up too. Finally, he came in my mouth. He gave me so much jizz, I had snot ropes of cum pouring out my nose. The next day when I woke up in so much pain, all I could do was cry tears of cum. But I know my son loves me.

Snuff Porn Makers Capitalize on Mommy Issues for the Holidays

snuff pornHolidays bring out the snuff porn makers. My stepson is one of them too. He knows when he calls, I come running. Not because I want to see him, but because he gives me coke. Plus, he is blackmailing me, so I have no choice but to be his beck and call girl. I do everything I am told to do when it comes to him. Of course, he never calls me during normal hours. So, I slithered out of bed and met him at his place.

He had the camera equipment up and ready to go. I could see the live stream activated too. Although I felt like I was half asleep still, he gave me some coke and I perked right up. According to him, his audience wanted to see a mommy son brutal ass rape porn. I guess a variation on the typical Christmas movie. But I get it. The holidays bring out the worst in people. Plus, they bring out unresolved mommy issues.

My stepson purchased an anal bench. It looks like a workout bench with some modifications. Essentially, my ass gets pushed up in the air, and my hands and neck get locked in some sort of stockade type device so I cannot fight who ever or whatever is ramming my asshole. Oh joy. He did put a small bowl of coke in front of my face so I could snort lines as needed. However, he joked about me looking like a pig in a trough.

The Holidays Mean Many Men Want to Brutalize Mommy

Of course, he made me push out my asshole. It prolapses so easily because of his abuse. I could hear the chimes as his audience enjoyed seeing my prolapsed asshole. Mt stepson fucked my zip tied prolapse as I snorted copious amounts of cocaine. Although I did not feel much pain, that all changed when he dipped my prolapsed asshole in Icy Hot. No amount of coke could dull that kind of pain.

Our homemade torture sex video garnered my stepson a lot of money. All I could hear were the constant chimes of tips as he brutalized my ass with his cock and various household items. Although it only lasted a few hours, it felt like an eternity in hell. I wobbled back home with my asshole hanging out like turkey’s wattle. Just another night in a druggy whore’s life.

Snuff Phone Sex Makes Holiday’s Better with Morticia

Nothing makes these boring Holidays better for me than some straight up Snuff Phone Sex. I tend to get really annoyed by all the mass comsumerism and Christmas shit and music everywhere. I am not a Christian. Therefore this shit is mundane bullshit.

So on that note I just really want to take some Santa pervert out. And by out I am not referring to a date. I will drug his whisky and play good samaritan. Well that will last two seconds. I will knock him in the skull with a basebal bat and drag his filthy pervert ass back behind the Santa facade.

Then once I have Mr. Claus all knocked out and skull crushed I will turn on the web cam and film me sodomizing Santa while yelling Hee Haw Mother Fuckers and Hail Satanas!

Finally as I finishing defiling the old fat bastard on the Santa streaming where all the brats watch Santa and his sleigh trekking… I will slit Santas throat and collect his blood in a goblet. As I do the ritual of Sacrifice for my Daddy Satan I will post CP up of Santa’s defiling littles.

Merry Fuck Mas Mother Fuckers and Just Hail Satan for more Pleasure!

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Torture Sex Sessions Include CBT, Water Torture and Electrocution with Me

torture sexI enjoy torture sex  sessions. But I know I am not alone. Even my favorite cunt slave, James, enjoys it too. Although I hated to part with such a loyal and talented cunt worshiper, it came down to money. I lack emotional connections with humans. But I never lack an emotional connection to money, and Ms. Stevens wanted a live torture session. And I had no slaves in my deep dungeon. So, I had to part ways with James. Of course, he appeared more saddened by this than me.

I led my naked slave down to my darkest dungeon. It’s akin to one of Dante’s circles of purgatory. Dark, damp and smells of death. James pleaded with me to spare him. But the holidays require more money and Ms. Stevens pays extraordinarily well for male snuff porn. I do not judge. I just find the talent. And James is talented. Well, was talented I guess I should say now.

I shaved all his body hair from him and hosed him off. Then I strung him upside down, naked and exposed. His fear I found intoxicating. After I placed electrode patches on his chest, cock and balls, Ms. Stevens made her appearance. I explained to my loyal slave that he graduated to another dungeon of mine out of necessity. Nothing is ever personal to me. It is just business.

When It Comes to Torture, it is Never Personal

Bound with his wrists behind his back, James hung upside down like a side of beef at a butcher shop. Ms. Stevens inspected the meat on our video chat. She liked my selection. She’s a sadistic one. But like I said, I do not judge. She has her kinks, and I have mine. Light torture to start. Ms. Stevens controlled the electric shocks remotely. However, I controlled the rest. Shocks to his abdomen and cock and balls made my victim piss himself but we were just getting started…

snuff pornNext came very large pins through his ball sack and into his urethra. I giggled at his screams of pain.  But I was impervious to his pleas to spare his life. James, it was just business. While the pins caused pain for my slave, I took a blow torch to the soles of his feet. I watched as the skin bubbled. Ms. Stevens began masturbating. Snuff sex is her thing. That is why she paid me a million dollars to live stream the death of a man.

That blow torch gun worked on my slave’s left nut like a charm too. Within a few seconds, his left testicle shriveled up and died. Since I take pride in my work, I needed the other nut gone too for aesthetic purposes. Simple fix. I used a castration band. While the circulation stopped in his remaining nut, I tortured his cock with a whip. Cracked open his flesh on his back, chest and cock. His blood pooled under his head as it dripped from his body. The entire time I tortured his body, Ms. Stevens used her remote to shock our victim too.

Torture Sessions Need to Be Bloody, Painful and Gruesome for Me

Hours passed, and James suffered more than most. Electric shock, whippings, cock and ball torture and water torture. I dunked him in a water tank more than once. Seconds turned into minutes, and before long he begged for mercy. We were well past the mercy stage. My snuff victim could not grasp that I do not do emotion, so pleas of mercy do not work for me.

When our live stream torture session came to an end, I pushed the wood chipper under James’ head. Now I think he realized there was no coming back from this. I slowly lowered him into the wood chipper feet first. The sound of his bones crushing and his blood splattering on my body made both my client and I masturbate. James lived up until the moment his skull crushed in the wood chipper. It was a gruesome death yes. But a profitable one.

RIP James. It was simply business. Nothing is ever personal with me. Now, I need to look for another cunt licking slave.