I got way too drunk and high at my campus frat’s party. One minute I was taking shots and dancing half naked on the pool table and the next I’m laying on a cold table in the dark. I can’t see anything, it’s so dark. I’m scared. A voice interrupts my thoughts and tells me, “Had fun whoring tonight?” I recognized the voice vaguely. Suddenly a bright lamp beamed onto my drunk, bruised face. I was completely naked and tied down. My nipples were rock hard. The voice said that I’ve been such a filthy college slut, and sluts like me needed to be put in their place. He walked into the light and I recognized him from one of my classes. He began stroking my nipples and cunt until my nipples and clit grew hard beneath his fingers. I began to cry and beg for my life but he punched me over and over again until my mouth swelled and filled with blood. He then began wrapping my tits tightly with rough rope, he tightened and tightened until the rope dug into my skin. My tits began to blacken and ache. I tried to plea with him but all that came out of my mouth was gargled blood. He pinched my cunt back with tight clothes pins and then wheeled out sharp metal instruments. He brought out sharp skewers then held me down and began shoving them straight through my tits. I screamed in pain, my cunt drizzled involuntarily while he skewered straight through my perky college tits, he began inserting more and more into my tits. The pain was unbearable, he then moved to my cunt and began pushing sharp pins through my clit and fucked my hole with a sharp knife. Liters of blood poured out of my cunt as he knife fucked me over and over. I deserve this. I brought this upon myself.
Category: Mutilation phone sex
Snuff Sex Revenge
Snuff sex fantasies are one thing, but he wanted me dead. I owed him money. I owed him coke too. A few months ago, I stole a bag of coke. It was a small bag. He didn’t need it. It wouldn’t have made him much money. When he found me, he made it clear that what he was doing to me was a matter or principal. He couldn’t have people thinking he was soft. His posse was with him as he tied me up. I was bound and gagged and scared, very scared. They took turns kicking me. It didn’t matter that I was a woman. I stole; I had to be punished. They fucked my ass raw until it prolapsed, then the leader of the pack, the one I stole from, put a zip tie on my prolapsed ass. I screamed out in pain, but that was nothing compared to being branded. He spelled out the letters Thief on my ass. Thief, forever branded on me, so no one would ever trust me. Him and his posse sodomized me. They beat me up. They tortured me for hours and they burned my flesh. All so one drug dealer could save face. My body will never be the same because I stole an itty bitty bit of coke.
Taboo Phone Sex Whore
When you are a taboo phone sex whore, anything goes. In my real life, men know that if they have what I need, they can get away with murder. What they have that I need is cocaine. I am a suburban housewife with a dirty secret life. None of the normal drug dealers will sell me coke anymore, so I need to frequent the more extreme dealers. The ones that make me work for my fix. No one wants to fuck me in exchange for drugs anymore. My holes are too used up. Nothing is tight on me, not even my ass. That means the only way I can get my coke is humiliating myself and putting on a show for the men in power. Last night, Big E wanted an ass rape porn show, but not with cock. He had a series of huge dildos lined up for me to ass fuck. Each one bigger and more daunting than the other. The first couple weren’t bad, but as I moved down the dildo line, they got thicker and harder. One had Ben Gay on it, so I was fucking it while my asshole burned. My eyes watered, but I plowed through it. The one after that had little shards of broken glass super glued on it, so I tore my ass with every thrust. I was bleeding but I had to keep entertaining Big E and his friends, or I would have ruined my asshole for nothing. The last one was so wide, I felt my asshole rip. I have had some big dick inside me, but nothing as thick as the last dildo. Now, it had no glass on it, but it was lubed up with more Ben Gay. My ass was torn and bleeding now, so the Ben Gay hurt a thousand times more than the first time. My ass was ruined. Prolapsed, torn, bloody and burning like a son of a bitch, but I got my coke.
Snuff Porn with My BFF
I was watching snuff porn with a friend of mine last night and she admitted it would be fun to kill a little girl. I never heard her talk like that, and it gave me a lady boner. She knows that I am a phone sex sadistic, but she thinks what I do on the phone is only fantasy. Since she confided in me her murderous desires, I showed her my kill book. It is my scrap book of photos of dead victims and trinkets like locks of hair or fingernails. A sick bitch needs trophies, right? My friend started rubbing her shaved cunt as she talked about us killing her young step sister. The girl is a class A brat. Daddy’s little princess and she is always doing shit to get my friend into trouble. I was happy to be her accomplice to kill that cunt. Her big sister could easily lure her away. I showed my friend some snuff movies I have made with men killing young cunts in violent ways. We masturbated and talked about the ways we could kill her sister. We decided to kidnap her, take her to my kill shack for some torture fun before we sell her into sex slavery. Maybe you want to be the one that gets the used up little cunt for some final fun?
Torturous Teen Snuff Porn
I was in agony. I have been tied up and gagged for days, weeks, months maybe. I don’t know. I was taken, taken from my bedroom. I miss my mommy and daddy. They beat me every day. They tie my arms back then burn, whip and cut open my tiny chest. They torture me by breaking my body, shocking and shoving needles and pins through my puffy pink nipples. They have sick teen rape fantasies that they live out on my petite body every single day. They say they have big plans for me. When they are tired and done with torturing me and force fucking me, they want to snuff me out and post it online for everyone, even mommy and daddy to see. Mommy and daddy will see me get my holes tortured with knives, hot metal rods and forcibly fucked over and over again until my body is sliced into tiny pieces of flesh for them to fuck.
Taboo Phone Sex Victim
As a taboo phone sex victim, I get off on the dirtiest things you can think to do to me. I have my own dark fantasies and they usually involve brutal torture and snuff. Guys always apologize for killing me, but the way I see it, I am a snuff victim. No need to apologize. I want to be your victim. I want to hear all about the nasty creative ways you would kill me. My cunt is wet just thinking about it. I am stress release for men. I can be the bitch you hate, the mom you want to force fuck, the daughter you want to sodomize, or any female you want to do very bad things to. The sicker your mind is, the wetter my cunt gets. I have long had a strong submissive side to me. It began with daddy and it continues today. I love medieval torture sex the best because its wicked violent and gruesome, not to mention painful. Whatever sick and twisted ideas that are in your head, I know I will get wet. And, you will get hard brutalizing my bimbo body.
Teen Force Fuck
Daddy got drunk again last night. He gets even more violent and sadistic when he’s been drinking. He made me dress up for him in a little pair of pink panties and matching babydoll negligee and pose for him. He took pictures of me in various poses. I accidentally knocked over his beer as I posed and that sent him over the edge. He backhanded me across the face and grabbed me by the hair and forced my face into the spilled beer and broken glass on the floor. He forced me to lick it all up, even the glass shards. My tongue was bleeding and cut and little trickles of blood were dripping out of my mouth. Seeing my bloody mouth made him hard as a rock. He made me suck his cock even though my tongue and lips were all cut up and bleeding. He forced his cock into my bleeding mouth and fucked my throat and face like it was a pussy. All I could taste was the metallic tang of my own blood and the saltiness of his cum.
Snuff Sex Payback
It was snuff sex Sunday. No, that is not what I planned, but trouble caught up with me. I owed a lot of money to a dealer and he found me. I thought I would get away with it because I used an alias and it was a different state. Somehow, Marco found me, and it was time to pay up. He wanted to know where the coke was. He didn’t believe that I used it all. I took a brick a few months ago. That lasted me 2 months. He thought I sold it and demanded I pay him $10,000. I didn’t have $10 dollars let alone the money to pay him back. He strung me up to a rafter. I was stripped naked and torture sex followed. He didn’t believe that I was that big of a coke whore. He had me pegged as some mastermind, but I am just a huge druggy whore. I didn’t sell his brick. I put it all up my nose. That was the most coke I had ever had at one time. He cut my flesh. He burned my flesh. He punched me. He mutilated my clit. He even pulled out some teeth with pliers. When I still wouldn’t tell him where the brick was, he decided to believe me. He didn’t think any suburban housewife could endure that kind of pain if they were not telling the truth. Little did he know I was a pain slut. Now, I must pay him back what I stole plus interest. I told him I could never afford to pay back that much money, so now I am his whore. I must prostitute myself to pay him back, only I don’t get to choose the Johns. He is my pimp until my debt is settled. I have a lot of fucking to do.
Teen Maid Snuff Porn
Being a maid for a sadistic master is hard work. My work is inspected constantly for cleanliness and perfection. If it is not up to standards, master severely punishes and brutalizes me until I get it right. My holes are always up for free use whenever master pleases. When I’m dusting, mopping or worshipping master’s feet with my tongue, he enacts his rape fantasies as he pleases. My holes are meant to be brutalized day and night. He cuts me, whips me, brands me and tears and peels my skin whenever he wants. I am his property and when my time comes, Master has no problem snuffing me out. I am to be torn limb from limb, flesh removed from the bone and prepared as the finest meal for master if I do not do my chores properly. I fully intend on being the perfect teen maid whore and wait on master hand and foot until the day my pathetic life meets its end.
Castration Phone Sex: A Deal is a Deal
Do you have castration phone sex fantasies? If you dream of having your dick or balls lobbed off, you are in the right place. I will not prevent you from mutilating your genitals. In fact, I will egg you on. The problem is that most men with fantasies of getting their balls chopped off, lack the balls to actually do it. That is why guys call me or hire me for castration. I don’t back off. Once you have paid me, your balls are coming off regardless if you get cold feet or not. Jeremy paid me $3,000 to castrate him then tried to back off. Maybe some women would be like oh that’s free money. Not me. They way I view it is if you pay to have your nuts chopped off, you don’t deserve to have them, and you certainly don’t deserve to reproduce. The world doesn’t need another looser. He thought he could fool me by giving me a fake name, but I ran his prints on the money he gave me. I have connections. I showed up at his place last night and did the job I was paid to do. If he would have played by the rules, I would have sedated him and given him a clean cut. Instead, I gave him nothing for the pain and I used a jagged blade. Instead of sealing the wound properly, I used my hair straightener. I left Jeremy in need of medical attention. I will leave you the same way if you try to back out of an agreement. A deal is a deal.