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Dominatrix Cum Queen Craves Your Pain!

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I’m no ordinary hot slut, I’m a snuff porn addict and I want to make you bleed and feel my pain! Although I may look pretty and perfect in pink, my favorite color is black, dark as my heart and soul. I live to make you feel my deep aching pain as I dominate you completely. I want to use you as my punching bag, my own personal voodoo doll to inflict any pain I can on you, simply because it makes me wet! I want to crush your balls under my heel, as you writhe in pain, I laugh at your weakness. If you like being used and abused I may just sit on your face until you can’t even scream anymore, that’s how I like to cum! I’m your slutty dominatrix cum queen and you Will Worship Me even if it costs you your balls!

Rape phone sex fantasies of Snuff

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

 

Drunk, and drugged by something slipped in my drink. Here we go again is all I could think as my eye lids got heavy. I was on my way out and these three nice men are going to help me into a cab. I don’t notice that this is a personal car and one of these nice men was driving it. Then I was out. Lulled during the drive and forced awake with a sniff of something and finding myself cuffed to a hospital stretcher. The three men from earlier where there. All of them wearing black leather masks and butcher aprons. I saw the hatchets in their hands as they smiled at me. They were put down if only for a moment and all three of them had their cocks rock hard and probing away at my holes. I was unable to move. Just laid there aware of everything but listless. I saw bright lights and know this is the big one. I will be fucked to death then hacked to pieces for gator alley food.

Castration Phone Sex is Fun for Me

castration phone sexCastration phone sex? I hope you say yes, but guess what? I do not care if a guy wants his dick cut off or not. Many of my castrations have been done for a fee. Some loser knows he has a worthless cock and wants it gone. Or maybe he just wants to be a sissy and wants his balls removed. I will castrate anyone who pays. I castrate quite a few who do not pay or even request a ball removal too. Men are living in the dark ages still. If I say get away from me mother fucker or leave me alone loser, I mean it. I am not playing hard to get. I am not the kind of woman you piss off. Because I just assume kill you then let you harass me. Mike was the latest recipient of my free ball removal service last night. We met at music venue. I was alone and wanted to be left alone to enjoy the music. This solo guy was all up in my space trying to dance with him. If I wanted him to bump and grind on me, I would have let him know. It was a seedy little club. The show was a sausage fest, but one less sausage at the end of the night. I had a knife strapped to my leg. When he pulled out his cock, he thought I was going to go down on him in a club, I knew I had to cut it off. This was not ball removal. This was cock removal. The tool needed no instrument. While I was on my knees, I pulled out my knife and sliced off his cock and squirmed my way out of the crowd to avoid detection. I think it took him a few minutes to realize what had happened. I left the show early but that was only, so I did not get arrested. No fucking dickless wonder was sending me to jail.

Fantasy Fuck Butt Boglins

Fantasy phone sex

 

My angelic face and perfect body might make me most men’s fantasy fuck, but my demonic mind and corrupted soul definitely make me everyone’s nightmare.  You might survive a harrowing trip through my sadistic world of sex and violence, but you’ll never, ever forget the joyful pain and bloody torture I inflict upon you.  Scars come in all sorts of shapes and sizes and aren’t limited to only your skin.

I love to get off, I am human.  But my twisted carnal desires have a way of taking shape and coming to life in the most fucked up fashion you could imagine.  At first I thought I was seeing things, my House of Horrors has a real weird way about it and visions of messed up, slimy little filth monsters seemed to just be a part of the deal.  The night I woke up screaming from a rape filled nightmare and found one of those ghoulish freaks buried halfway in my cunt grunting and staring at me with those dead freakish eyes, I knew they weren’t just figments of my messed up imagination.

It took a few weeks but through hours of salacious study, the best I could figure is that these grisly cum guzzling butt boglins are physical manifestations of my most craven desires.  The more disturbing the fantasy was, the more horrific the beasts got, the more my holes got stretched and tunneled into.  I couldn’t get away from them, either.  They didn’t just stay in the house when I left to stalk some jizz junky prey or sniff out some sweet virgin poon, they fucking followed me everywhere I went popping up at the most inopportune moments.  Do you know how hard it is to be stealthy when you’re constantly shooing off a group of horny little ghoulies?  It’s impossible!

I’m not an idiot, though.  Of course I figured out how to get rid of them and push my nightmare off onto someone else.  It’s not that hard, I just have to practice a bit of control.  To rid myself of my rotten manifestations all I have to do is lure a lust filled lover into my big haunted house, fuck their brains out (metaphorically) and then just let them live and go on their merry way.  The fiendish little living diseases simply follow them out the door.  They might not notice at first, but eventually every one of my living lovers start getting harassed and violated by those horny, otherworldly creations of mine.

Sometimes my bloodlust gets the best of me and, even when I plan on giving them a life pass, I accidentally go to far and miss the chance to pass my sputtering and spewing sentient STD’s off to a simpering fuck sow.  It’s all good, I just find another pussy pounding piggy and show a bit more restraint.  It’s easier once I’ve already snuffed the life out of some other strange lover.

I don’t know why these boglins started appearing, my house is fucking crazy and does what it wants.  Now that I know how to make them go away, though, I like to build up a whole gang of the little fuck fantasy gash ghoulies before I give them to an unsuspecting sex fiend.  I guarantee they’ll make his life much harder than they made mine.  Probably his cock, too.  

 

Castration Preparations

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You didn’t think castration sex was on the menu. But it is tonight! Now be a godoi slave and get out the frying pan for me. We are going to have a delicacy tonight, my little play toy. I hope there is enough meat to feed us both! You must be so hungry after being tied up to that cross and beaten and cut all over your body. It’s been hours of tortured cock punishment and my stomach is growling. My doctor said I was thin enough that I could indulge in some red meat every once in a while. Can you guess what red meat I’m craving? I have already tenderized your beautiful cock and balls. Barbed wire helped me get that spicy garlic sauce deep in the meat! A little vinegar and herb rub and we are almost ready to disconnect the blood source. Oh how I love a fresh cock fried up and sliced into little pieces. I feel so fancy. But I must put my apron on and begin dicing my meat. Now baby this will hurt a lot! And as you scream, remember that it only makes this meal more special as you infuse your agony into it. I start with those balls and my filet knife makes quick work. But that cock is tough and I will have to get a butcher knife and my carving board out so we can have nice even slices! Now look dinner will be done in a jiffy if you can survive this snuff sex preparation!snuff sex

strangulation phone sex leads to a killer ending

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I knew my boyfriend was pretty dark. I kept thinking it was a small price to pay. When we first got together, he pulled out all the work. Red roses, chocolate spa days, shopping sprees, he did it for me. Once we got a little more severe and lived together, everything flipped. My boyfriend was so eager to have a little one with me. I was still in school, working quite a bit, and looking forward to a brighter future. Whenever he would bring upbringing in life, I would change the subject.

You can say my instincts knew the situation more than I did. After some time, I decided to give in and let him impregnate me. I thought it would make our relationship solid. Instead, it was a total nightmare. I could hear him have strangulation phone sex with random girls. I was angry and hurt, but he told me he would fuck the tot out of me and strangle me to death. I would have to sleep with one eye open because he had some sinister plans that would make me beg to be dead.

Birth Of A Legend

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My transformation from a born victim to a self made serial killer didn’t happen overnight.  I wasn’t just some goth teen who decided she wanted to take the extra step and live up to her fabricated persona, I was a tortured young one who was fed up with the unending onslaught of abuse my fragile form was forced to endure.  So I transformed myself into an unyielding creature of the night with a merciless mind and a hungry body.  I’m not just talking about hair dye and a new wardrobe with an attitude to match.  I reconstructed my very being to make certain that I would never be hurt again.

Let me paint a picture for you…  One cold night in late fall, a frail and frightened little girl awoke in her broken down shed of a prison just like she did every night, shackled to an old army cot coated in a thick crust of dried blood and cum with a random cock forcefully fucking the dreams out of her head and bringing her to full, nightmarish consciousness.  Only this night it wasn’t her father or any of his sleazebag friends violating her already torn and swollen vagina with their fucked up torture sex games, it was her little brother.  He had finally built up the balls to take her on his own without Pop there to supervise.  She tried to stop him but he slapped her and said “Shut up, Heather!” as he sharply pushed himself inside of her deeper and harder.

When his arrogance got the best of him he unstrapped her and positioned her on her hands and knees, then held onto her head and started choking her with his cock.  He loved to hear her gag and wasn’t going to dislodge his dick from her windpipe until he was finished, and that’s when she decided to act.  With a simple chomp, Heather bit her brother’s boner right off and started chewing on it.  He recoiled in pain as she smiled at him, gnashing his wrecked rod between her teeth and telling him how good it tasted.  With a well placed stomp to the face he was out, a few more to the head and Heather’s brother ended his life with a crushed skull and a missing prick.

She threw a few things into a bag and quickly made her way out of the shed and into the woods.  Heather ran like she had never run before, not stopping until her legs gave out from underneath her.  The little girl pulled the only arsenal she had out of her bag, some salt, a few candles and her grimoire.  As she lit the torches and drew a pentagram on the ground beneath her with the salt, she recited what she thought was a protection spell.  It may have been, but the type of protection she received changed her forever.  Protection by way of transmogrification.

As she knelt on the ground chanting, something from the forest entered her.  Something dark, sinister and safe.  She emerged from those woods a new woman.  Heather was long gone and so were every one of her weaknesses.  All that remained in that “goth teen” was Willow and her sadistic strength.

 

Gangbang Rape Porn for Coke

gangbang rape pornI had to make a gangbang rape porn last night. I was not really forced, but if I wanted coke, I had no choice. And I always want coke. I had been out for a couple days and to say I was jonesing is an understatement. I thought what was the worst that could happen? I get sore holes for a few days. I had no clue how many men would be involved. Women too. It was violent from the start. Men and women grabbing me roughly. They shoved fingers in my ass and cunt. Fish hooked my mouth. Fisted my cunt and ass at the same time. At one point they raised me up off the ground with two fists inside me. I was not high enough not to feel that. They laughed at me as I cried out in pain. I yelped like a wounded animal because I could feel my cunt ripping. I could feel blood dripping down my thighs. I was a mess. There was shit and blood on their hands and they made me lick it up. One guy had the ide to tie me up. I was bound into a contorted ball position, and it hurt. It was uncomfortable. I had no wiggle room. I had no ability to fight or squirm. They wanted me as helpless as a sack of potatoes. They tossed me around fucking me like some passed out coed at a frat party. Guys came in my ass and cunt and mouth. Some left chunks of jizz in my hair and on my face. My ass was gaped open wider than an ass rape porn star. For hours and hours, I was abused and used, humiliated and shamed. I found out they filmed it all so they could profit again when they streamed it. My degradation is on the net for everyone to see. If I have enough coke, I will not care anymore.

Eat a Dick and Die Castration Treat

Castration phone sex cannibalism is what I dreamt of last night. I had this vivid fucking dream of this faceless fucker. He was annoying me to such a point I blacked out and started castrating him and then just cut that prick off. He was a date it seems. Some dweebo poseur I met online through some community for the Dark side service. Seems they let anyone in. I should have done my own interrogation before committing to the date. But hey it meant free drinks, dinner and a night out in the city. That meant a chance to stake out new prey.

So, this guy, was the lamest fucking dork wad ever. He was terminal in the lameness department. I tried so fucking hard to get through the date. We were eating at a nice restaurant and I had to step out at least 10 times to smoke a fucking clove. This is what I do when I get stressed. I’d cut him and be done with it but not in the damned restaurant. I have my fucking rules. Always be discrete, always get rid of all blood evidence and always feed the strays with the dead. 

I was out in the back alley to sneak in a nice snow capped jay. I was pacing and puffing and muttering to myself on how I could del with this fuck. There was a meat locker back there. I got up a conversation with the meat guy. I was getting turned on thinking of how I could take care of this fucker. I found out there was a warehouse with a party going on later and it would be loud and a blast. It was in the old meat packing district. I had my plan. 

I would get him to the party dose him with some ludes and fucking tie him up for some kinky fun. I would take my knife and carve the bitch up and enjoy riding him hard. Ok, so the main reason I took up the date was he was big. I mean his cock. It was huge and I would look past shit… so I thought so I could fuck. Well…. to be contiued!

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Ethical Hunting

Cannibalism phone sex

He knows all about the vices a man needs when he wants to be eaten. Cannibalism phone sex has a gold standard for me. Men who want to be my feast are what I seek. It is ethical hunting in its purest form!  I’m sure PETA won’t have anything to say when your meat source begs to be eaten! I even have a nice blue meat stamp that says Grade a long pig Femme Association of Cannibalism so that I can stamp my products of consumption.  Conned by me into a red room of sexual delight, or so he thought. That drink made him fuzzy and not thinking straight when I led him to my house of pain and pleasure (for me). Strapped to my metal table I began by rubbing seasoned oil and spices all over my long pig. He seems to be happy about this so I decide to liven my human pork belly up by filleting a piece of his stomach off and throwing it into the vat of oil beside us. It crisps up so nicely and I enjoy it with the screams of my victim as ambience. Slowly devouring my victim and ending with his cock and balls as the stump of flesh left with be the moist and savory delicacy I have ever had the pleasure of ingesting!  

Can I castrate and eat your body? 

As if you had any choice! 

But it is so sexy when you offer up your body for my nutrients!

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