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Snuffing Mommy

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My Daddy always said that he hated naughty little sluts. Last Saturday, I came home from shopping with my friends at the mall to find daddy waiting for me as soon as I walked in. I was so shocked that he returned home from his business trip early, but he told me that he had to cut it short because he received a call from mall security. They told Daddy that I stole thongs and bras from the lingerie store with my friends. He grabbed me by my neck and pushed me against the wall making my head bleed. Daddy asked why I am behaving so badly and why I am dressing like a whore like my friends. He pushed his fingers inside my stolen panties and rubbed my cunnie until it dripped wet. He asked if I deserved to be punished and I begged him not to. He said instead he would punish my mother for letting me dress like such a slut. He dragged mommy into the living room by her hair and made me sit on her face with my bare cunnie while he defiled her with his cock. Daddy made me watch while he had his rape fantasy with mommy. Mommy screamed and screamed into my wet cunnie but Daddy wrapped his hands around her neck and squeezed tightly until she couldn’t breathe. Daddy suffocated her while I rubbed my wet hard clitty all over her face until I squirted all over her blue face. Daddy told me that my punishment was to snuff my mommy with him and I did as I was told. Now if I want to continue to live, I had to bring Daddy all my little whorish friends to snuff one by one. It would serve as a lesson to me for being a slut like them, he said.

Castration Phone Sex

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is popular on Sundays. I think men get to praying for a bigger dick; praying to be a better man and they can’t do that with a shrimp dick. Little dick losers pray at my evil alter. I don’t have empathy only contempt for small dick losers. I met Tom at a bar. We had corresponded via the dark net for months. I was encouraging him to chop off his balls. He took some convincing, but he agreed. When I came down to doing it, however, he struggled. He botched it, and only nicked his left testicle. That was when he started asking me for more than just encouragement. He wanted my help with chopping off his nuggets. I told him that would cost him. We agreed to meet. Last night, was the last day he had balls. I took him to my castration chamber after a few drinks at the bar. I explained that my castration chair was an old prison executioner chair modified to chop off balls. I gave him a shot of whiskey and strapped him in. For a clean castration, no movement can occur, or I might take the cock too. I separated his balls from his dick. I use a castration band like they do with sheep and cattle. The circulation is cut off, numbing the balls. This makes it easier to whack them off. I wanted to give him a clean cut. I used sterile medical grade scissors and snip snip the balls. It is torture sex. It hurts no matter what, just hurts less when I do it properly. Jack asses get a dirty castration with serious risk of infection. For Tom, I used a soldering iron to cauterize the wound. I’m no surgeon. He will have a nasty jagged scar, but he will live a eunuch’s life from here on out.

Taboo Phone Sex Stories

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex stories are something I have many to share. I have this one kinky master who is into a lot of fetish things. We hooked up the other night in his fetish basement. He strung me up in the air in a harness. He put these little pinching clips all over my thighs and pussy. It was like a swarm of bees stung me. My thighs and pussy were pulsating with pain. It was not pain I couldn’t handle, but it was annoying constant pain. Master brought out one of those industrial sized dildos too. Please and pain. He loves to inflict both at the same time. As he masturbated me with that large wand, I started pissing.  I made a mess of Master. He was not happy that I pissed on him.  It was like a flood gate had opened between my legs and a geyser spewed out. He started whipping me with his belt. The belt buckle lashed my labia making my cunt lips bleed. I was begging for forgiveness, but I angered him. I took my lashings, but he left me strung up overnight, bleeding and swollen and pissing on the floor. I loved every minute of it.

Mutilated Teen Whore

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My pimp caught me stealing cash again. He said this time, I will learn the lesson of what happens to thieving whores. He sent me to a strange hotel room and told me that I am to do whatever this john tells me to do. When I got there, I was told to take off all of my clothes immediately. I was tied to the bed with my short teen legs spread out wide. The john pulled out a long 3 foot leather whip and told me that if I screamed, things will only get worse. If I made it 20 lashings without screaming, I’d be free to go. He began whipping my tiny teen tits until the skin ripped and bled. I couldn’t help it, I screamed after 5. That was against the rules. So I had to be punished even more. The john then took out a huge wooden cain and told me that if I could go 10 lashings without screaming, I would be free to go. Except there was one more rule, I had to beg to be whipped harder each time. He started by striking the cain on my teen tits one more time. But then, he struck my pink teen cunt over and over again. He whipped harder as I counted until my clit and teen pussy swelled up and bled all over my thighs and the bed. It tore up my cunt, I couldn’t contain myself. The pain was so intense, I screamed after 3 whippings. Disobedient whores like me deserve more punishment. The john took out a long metal rod and heat it up until it was white hot. Then he pressed the metal into my puffy bleeding teen nipples and branded me. Then he reheat it again and pressed it deep into my swollen clit. That should teach me a lesson, he said.

Snuff Porn Mall Brats

snuff pornSnuff porn was on my mind when I saw this gang of mean girls berating a coffee house girl at the mall the other night. They were high school girls. Nothing meaner on earth or more vacuous either than teen girls. The queen bitch was complaining that the barista spelled her name the common spelling. Apparently, that little whore is a Tiffani, but her cup said Tiffany. Slut thought the barista was calling ger common. When she called the barista a stupid whore, I killed her in my head a few times over. Mean girls like that just grow up to be meaner girls that the world doesn’t need. I knew how to lure them away. You play to their vanity, to their sense of entitlement. I told them I was a talent scout for a horror movie. Girls like them always believe me. I took them to my cabin in the woods. I gave them drinks spiked with high levels of gelsemium, which is a toxic plant that causes paralysis. It is felt quickly too. They couldn’t move. They fell to the ground with a thud and I used their bodies for torture sex. I cut up their perfect, pretty faces. I sexually mutilated them. They could feel the pain, but they were powerless to fight or do anything about it. I could see the tears of pain. I carved names like whore and slut and bitch in their flesh, then pissed into their wounds. I was enjoying every moment too. I tortured them for 24 hours before I slit their throats and fed them to the wild animals. No one will find their remains because when the coyotes get done with them, I will burn their bones if any are left. The world will thank me for getting rid of more teen bitches.

Slut sacrifice

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is some good fun. I like to take a young whore and sacrifice them. See you in hell slut. I especially have an appetite for those goody goods that are bad apples. Nothing better than ruining a hypocrite slut. I know a slut when I see one. I see the act and show you put on is all for pretend. You are a cum eating slut. I see you at sex parties. I choose you to ruin and sacrifice. I like holding you hostage and torturing you and making you plead. You will never be more than a dumb cum slut. I get such satisfaction ruining your holes with a nice sharp blade. I enjoy Cutting out your clit. I love snipping your nipples. I admit it’s too satisfying. Your blood-curdling screams are music to my ears.

Kinky and Violent Bondage Phone Sex

bondage phone sexI love bondage phone sex. I am a kinky whore. Things got kinky as fuck last night at this underground fetish club. I have been there before. It is hit or miss. Sometimes it is tame and sometimes it is wild.  Last night it was wild. I was the only woman in the place. That has never happened. I don’t know what was going on, but the men in the club were wild for me. They decided to all use me. I got tied up on a table with leather restraints. My tits were bound, and I couldn’t move. They pulled out their cocks. I was thinking gang bang, but they coated me in their piss. They peed in my face and my mouth; they even peed in my fuck holes. Once I was drowning in urine, they started fisting me. I wanted fucked, but they denied me. One of the guys said I looked like a diseased skank. They were content just to fist me. They laughed as they fisted both my pussy and ass at the same time. I was grimacing in pain. When I got shit on their hands, they made me lick it up. One of the guys said I looked like a snuff porn star, then he pulled out a knife. They took turns cutting my pretty flesh until I was covered in blood too. My open wounds stung from the piss still on my body. That was the wildest night I have had at that bondage club.

Anal Torture Sex with a Meat Hook

torture sexWhen he said I deserved anal torture sex, I laughed. I thought he was joking, or at best just meant a hardcore ass fucking. I am no stranger to ass play. I told him to bring it on. That was a huge mistake because I had no idea who I was dealing with. First, I had no idea he had a foot long thick dick. Second, I didn’t know he was a sadist. I met him at this flop house I go to get high sometimes. He is dealer. He doesn’t deal in coke. He sells the hard shit, but when no coke is around, high is high, right? I will huff a can of spray paint like it’s 1995 if that is my only option. I was high when he told me I was an ass rape porn star. That is why I was so cocky about it. Once he had a meat hook in my ass hoisting me in the air, I realized I was in way over my head. He whipped my ass first. I was flying in the air, suspended only by a meat hook in the ass. I could feel my ass ripping to shreds. I was bleeding and in agony. That was just the beginning for him. When he let me down, he joked about pushing my prolapsed ass back in my asshole with his big dick. Damn, that fucking hurt. Mind you, I was high on smack at the time, so I am sure it hurt a hell of a lot more. I was screaming bloody murder as he fucked my asshole with one large item after the next. When he was finished with me, I couldn’t walk and I couldn’t control my bowels. I was shitting everywhere. Blood, shit and his cum flowed out of my ruined asshole like a river. I think I need to stick with coke dealers.

Kidnapped and Used

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Mommy and daddy said to never go out in the dark alone. My friend wanted me to go over to her house to practice kissing boys so I snuck out of my window in the middle of the night and began walking down the dark neighborhood when suddenly a van pulled up and shoved me into the back. When I woke up, I was chained to the dirty garage floor with my arms chained up up. I was completely naked and covered in bruises. My little cunnie was sliced open, down to my asshole and I had a gaping bleeding hole. My kidnapper began slicing my body up and rubbing his hard cock in my burning wounds. He then forced fucked my gaping cunt wound with his rock hard cock forcing it deep inside me. He made me slurp and lick all my blood off of his cock. He then sliced into my tit and fucked the hole in it while I screamed and cried. He came inside of my mutilated teen tit and slit my throat.

Castration Phone Sex: Lorena Bobbit is My Hero

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is one of my favorite things. I have a philosophy. Not every man deserves to have balls. They don’t all deserve a cock either. Testicles and dicks are a privilege not a right. So, if I meet you and decide you don’t deserve your balls or your cock, I will take one or the other or both. Chuck was a unique case. He was a special kind of douchebag idiot. I was minding my own business at the bar when him and his friend stood near me. They were discussing the Amazon documentary on Lorena Bobbitt. She is a hero of mine. This douchebag was saying stupid shit like you can’t force yourself on your wife because she is your property. His level of stupidity was mind numbing. He also said she Lorena deserved the death penalty for taking her husband’s dick. I knew, I had to do to him what Lorena did to John. I waited for his drunk ass to come out of the bar. He looked like a last call sort of guy. He stumbled out of the bar, dropped his keys at his car, which gave me the advantage point. I whacked him on the head and pushed him in the car. I drove to a junkie hotel. I was planning on giving him a hot shot, but not until he saw me take his cock and balls with a rusty old knife. I wanted him to feel the pain too. He screamed like a bitch. Even drunk as a skunk, he felt me lob his cock and balls off. He was bleeding everywhere. I had no intention of saving him. Normally, I cauterize the wound, but this dipshit didn’t deserve to live, so he could spew his ignorance. I let him bleed out a painful death, then I gave him the hot shot. Nothing but junkies at that motel. No one would be a reliable witness and the police would just think he stiffed a whore. He got what he deserved.