I was bought for snuff porn along with several other women. Not sure how I found myself there. Last thing I knew, I was having drinks with a guy at a bar. Then I was with a bunch of other scared women in a warehouse with a bunch of strange men calling the shots. I asked if this was some sort of sex trafficking outfit. One guy laughed and said I was too old for sex trafficking. No one would pay for my fuck holes. He added that they would, however, pay to kill me. Think of those Hostel movies. That was what this was. Men were bidding to kill me and the other women in the room. I watched as women were bought and murdered in front of me. I thought we would go to private rooms or something, but they killed each woman as she was bought. It was brutal and terrifying. Girls were stabbed, cut and mutilated on a stage in a horrific and violent fashion. Guys in the crowd egged them on. I knew I would be dead soon too. When it was my turn, I resisted and got punched and collared. A guy half my age bought the privilege to murder me for $5,000. That was all my life was worth. The crowd cheered for my executioner to kill me. I was stabbed several times before my throat was slit. The last thing I heard was cheers for my snuff sex death.
Category: Mutilation phone sex
Snuff Porn Auction
Domination Phone Sex: Sex and Submission
Domination phone sex is what a slut like me needs. I try to tell guys I am a switch, but that is just me resisting my true nature as a submissive whore. That is what Ted said. He wanted to break me. I thought he meant spiritually, like when you are getting slave trained to a new master. He wanted me broken mind, body and spirit. I spent 4 days locked in his basement. I was chained up naked. I was deprived light and basic necessities like food and water. I was even denied my dignity because I had to piss and shit on the floor. Everyday, he came in and hosed me off like a dirty animal. It was difficult to keep it together in the dark, starving and cold. He would shock me with a cattle prod. He would piss in my face. He would make me say, “I’m a worthless cunt,” repeatedly. I wanted released badly, but he didn’t think I was broken enough yet. I didn’t know how I could be more broken unless I was like snuff porn dead. He started cutting on my tits and punching them so hard the saline bags popped. At this point, I wanted to be dead. He suddenly released me. I was bloody and battered and mutilated, but I was saying yes Sir and no Sir like a good girl. I guess it just takes the right man to make me understand I am no switch. I am only a submissive whore.
Fucking sluts up
I love ruining her cunt and hearing her scream and yell for help. Master is coming soon, and he’s going to destroy you twice as bad. Torture sex is the best for us. We are Bonnie and Clyde together. We are evil and love to fuck things up. We have no problem making you take your last breath. You are blue in the face and gasping. I am laughing my ass off, and you are watching your life flash before your eyes. I love scouting girls from campus they are so gullible and willing to be fucked for some coke and molly. I lure them in and work my charm. Master isn’t too far behind ready to fuck your holes and leave you for dead.
A Cool Sharp Blade
The weather is beginning to cool down but still quite hot so I still stay inside more. The bright sun is a mocking reminder that I’m still part of the world of the living. My only peace was being home alone with no one to bother me I spent time in the kitchen just staring at my mother’s new stainless steel knife set. I found them very arousing so much so I couldn’t stop myself from getting up and grabbing the chef’s knife and running up to my bedroom. Sitting in my bed I examined such an amazingly beautiful blade, big, sharp cool to the touch. I started to touch myself while running my tongue along the sharp edge, the taste of my blood exciting me. Then the unthinkable entered my mind. Nervously I moved the knife down between my legs, slowly I began to slide it into my cunt. The pain sent electricity throughout my body as warm pool of blood collected beneath me. Still I continued to fuck that knife in and out of me until I achieved the most explosive orgasm of my very short life.
Homemade Snuff Porn
If you make a snuff porn with me, I videotape it for you. Some guys like a murderous video for their spank bank. Harold hired me to kill his ex-girlfriend. She was a cunt and a whore. She deserved to die. I do my research on my victims. Just because a guy pays me to off some bitch, I need to make sure she deserves to die. Sometimes it is the guy who deserves to die. Harold’s ex gives women a bad name. Seven baby daddies. No job; she lives off welfare and support. She lies about who the baby daddy is to get a pay date. She has lied about men forcing themselves on her to collect too. I almost wanted to kill the bitch for free. She was suing Harold for support but he had a vasectomy and was sure he wasn’t the baby daddy. She tried to get him fired when he broke up with her. She collects babies and support. I was happy to lure her to my cabin in the woods. My client would have been the top suspect so I had to kill the bitch alone. No problem there. I just made a couple snuff movies of her dying for him. I mutilated her cunt and even carved up her tits. I made the pain intense and lasting. She didn’t deserve a quick death. The cunt has ruined a lot of mens’ lives. I was happy to snuff the bitch. After all, she gives women a bad name.
Snuff Sex Destruction Of Perverts
Snuff sex is just a kind of kink that I really get excited to induce on others, after all I am a sadist. If you don’t know what a sadist is or what snuff sex is then you really should read up some and familiarize whether it is a turn on for you before calling me. I can pretty much guarantee that if you aren’t already familiar it will likely be too much for you. I like the control I have and I like to control those perverted p daddy’s because I know exactly what they desire and well, I have fun letting them destroy some little brat cunts and assholes and really get excited over it. But understand my excitement is to do with these perverts what I desire and that is to destroy them from ever putting that filthy cock in another again. After he has had his jollies and had cum.. I take a nice shiny surgical blade and slice that ballsack open and will then filet that cock. Really there is a price to pay for those forbidden desires and I am the one to deliver on it.
Torture Sex at the Club
Torture sex was on his mind. I didn’t know him. He came into the BDSM club I was working at the other night. I moonlight at the front desk a few nights a week. He was not interested in one of our female patrons. He wanted me. I told him I couldn’t leave the front desk unattended. He was not happy to hear that. He made a few calls and the next thing I knew I was being relived by the owner of the club. This guy was a big spender, or I never would have been allowed to go with him. That scared me. Men with that kind of money will do anything to a woman, especially a submissive taboo phone sex slut like me. I had no choice. I could lose my job if I didn’t entertain this man. I went with him into the basement. That was the choice dungeon of the most wicked patrons. I almost pissed myself. I tried to keep my composure but when I saw the room, I panicked. I tried to run, but he slammed my head against the wall. I passed out. When I woke up, I was suspended over a free-standing rack. He lowered me onto it. The racked rolled, kneading my flesh hard. It was painful. Something sharp was on the rollers cutting and tearing my flesh. He attached electrodes to my body so he could shock me. He put a tube down my throat to restrict my breathing. Well, that is what I thought. It was to choke me on cum on piss. He had a pitcher full or urine and cum that he poured down my throat. I was choking and gagging. I threw-up and swallowed it right back. I was tortured for hours. Then just like that he left, and my boss released me. I still don’t know who was that rich and that sadistic to torture me at work like that. Was it you?
Killer Phone Sex
I’m such a fucking worthless whore. Just a cock sleeve for you to use and abuse as you see fit. You know all the best ways to beat and torture me like I deserve. I live an endless cycle of being beaten bloody, black and blue and having my holes destroyed over and over. You finally got tired of me, I guess my pussy wasn’t tight enough, my ass prolapsed and swollen, my mouth not good enough. That’s when you decided I could still give you pleasure in another, more perverse way. Murder phone sex fantasies are all my broken and useless body is good for anymore. You tied my hands together and attached them to the bed frame above my head. I laid there naked and afraid when you pulled out a kitchen knife. You instructed me to be still and stay quiet while your ran the blade over my skin. You had tortured me with knife play before, the cold steel against my flesh. But then you stabbed my abdomen and I screamed out in surprised pain. I knew it was over for me when you stabbed me again and again. The blood pouring out onto the bed and splattering with every motion of the knife. I eventually stopped struggling and felt my body go numb, my head go light, and my vision blurred. Just a body in a pool of blood when you used my pussy for one last time.
Wet Pussy Knife Play
My young teen pussy gets so wet for pain. As a horny little pain slut, I always seek out the hottest ways to indulge in my craziest, deep dark fetishes. Only this time, I may have taken it too far and it got too dark. I decided to get on a snuff fetish site to auction off my tight wet teen cunt. I wanted to be toyed and tortured for mine and my master’s pleasure. When I met up with my master for the night, he took delight in tying me down and spreading open my legs, revealing my trembling wet cunt. My master pulled out his sparkling sharp pocket knife and slowly sliced the sides of my cunt while I writhed in ecstasy. But then I felt something I never felt before, suddenly a sharp, stabbing pain emanated from between my legs. I looked down and master kept stabbing my teen cunt until it was a bleeding, ground up fleshy mess. I screamed out in pain and pleasure while he slashed away at my fuckholes then pushed his cock inside the mess of flesh and meat pulsing between my thighs. He came deep inside me just as I bled out.
Medical Fetish Phone Sex
I thought I hit the jackpot when I matched with a handsome young doctor on Tinder. You were so sweet and gentlemanly on our date. You even pulled out my chair and paid for the meal, something I never expect. Things went great, laughing and talking the whole time. So when you asked me to come back to your place I said yes with no hesitation. We were kissing and touching before we even got inside and before I knew it I was riding you on the couch. God your cock felt amazing and you filled me up with your hot cum! After, you got up to clean off (or so I thought) and I was laying on the couch relaxing when you grabbed me by the hair and dragged me down your hallway kicking and screaming. I was so scared of this change in you! You pushed me into a room with an exam table in the middle and slammed me onto the ground. You backhanded me hard across my face and told me to get on the table. Terrified, I did what you said and you held down my arms with leather restraints. Then you put my legs in the stirrups and bound me to those as well. You put a metal gag in my mouth and adjusted it tight, then filled my mouth with cotton gauze so I could barely utter unintelligible noises. That’s when you pulled out your tray of toys. You had what looked like medieval torture devices laid out. First you clasped my nipples with hemostats, I could immediately feel them turning purple and swelling. It hurts so fucking bad I was trying to scream out but choked on the gauze. Then you inserted a speculum into my tight little asshole and opened it, it just kept getting bigger and bigger stretching my hole til it was bleeding and open. You left it there stretching me and did the same to my pussy. All of my holes stretched open, I was gasping through the gag and tears. That’s when you grabbed the scalpel and told me the real fun was about to begin…