Category: Rape phone sex fantasies

Snuff Sex is The Best Conjuring Dark Depths of Desire

It was another Snuff sex scene, that started brutal. 
Suddenly the door creaks open. A hand clamps around my throat from behind, fingers digging deep and choking off my air until stars explode behind my eyes. Yet he squeezes harder, then abruptly releases. Leaving me gasping, dizzy, and my cunt pulsing with fresh need.
Next he shoves me forward. I drop hard to my knees on the icy concrete. Where he approaches me and sizes up my torn whore body.
When he finally stops in front of me, he yanks my head back by the hair.
“Look at me,” he growls. I lift my gaze and meet cold, empty hunger staring back.
Without warning he slaps me viciously across the face, then again on the other side. Tears blur my vision as he tightens his grip until my scalp screams.
“Tell me you want me to hurt you.”
“I want you to hurt me,” I choke out, voice raw and trembling.
This makes him chuckle cruelly, then drives his knee into my gut. As the air blasts from my lungs, I collapse. Immediately he grabs my ankles and drags me across jagged concrete that shreds my skin raw.

Snuff Sex is Raw and Without Any Sympathy

Once he reaches the center, he rolls me onto my back, unbuckles his belt, and wraps it around his fist. Leather cracks across my tits. I scream.
Then he strikes over and over,  welts rising fast, breasts bouncing with every brutal lash while my nipples harden in agony. After he tosses the belt aside, he unzips, and pulls out his thickening cock. Then he straddles my chest, and rams it between my lips.
As he fucks my face mercilessly, his hands pinning my skull down. All while driving so deep I gag violently, tears streaming, spit bubbling down my chin. Finally he pulls back just enough for a ragged breath, then slams in again, choking me until panic floods my veins.
Abruptly he withdraws, flips me onto my stomach, yanks my hips up, spits on my ass, and plunges in dry. The searing burn rips through me. I scream into the floor as he pounds without mercy, using my hair like reins to slam even harder, cock stretching my ass hole raw.
Suddenly he pulls out, flips me again, and draws a knife. Now the blade traces my thigh, slicing a thin red line.

 Fear and thrill collide in my clit, This is the making of Snuff Porn

“Are you ready to die, Geneva?”
“Yes,” I breathe. “Use me. Kill me.”
Then he smiles cruelly, drags the knife across my throat—shallow, just enough to bleed and fake death. Consequently, warmth spills across my skin.
With conviction, my body convulses in a shattering orgasm, cunt clenching hard, squirting scorching jets across my thighs’.
Nevertheless he watches coldly, I shudder through it, he wipes the blade on my leg, and stands.
“You’re not dying today,” he says, zipping up. and continues : “There’s more fun left in your whore body”.
Next he hauls me up, drags me to a stained mattress, and dumps ice-cold bleach-water over me.
Violently shivering I am left confused. At this point he turns on the camera. The red light blinks to life.
“For posterity,” he says. “So everyone remembers what a worthless slut you are”.
Naturally he slams into my dripping cunt, and pounds me brutally. All while the lens captures every gasp, every tear, every drop of blood and cum.
Now I stare into the camera—broken, bleeding, alive in the filth—and feel completely whole.
Snuff sex

Accomplice Phone Sex Pays My Bills

accomplice phone sexI enjoy accomplice phone sex calls. But I think that might be because I just enjoy being the accomplice in my personal life too. I learned quickly in this seedy underworld of snuff that crime pays. And as the accomplice, the focus goes to someone else, not me.

I met Hank last night at a bar. We enjoyed some beers and discussed the possibility of working together. I felt I must work with Hank. Hank used to be an associate of my former master. The one I bought my freedom from one young girl at a time. Anytime my former master sends me a client, I feel obliged to take the job. Although I do get paid from his associates, it’s always in the back of my head that if I don’t take the job and do it right, I might end up dead.

And I know how to survive. I’m scrappy. Been on my own since my schoolgirl days. Hank and I talked over beer. He wants to make a series of teen rape porn movies. Not for him, but for one of his clients who needs to remain anonymous to me. Personally, I don’t care who wants the movies if I get paid. This will be a lucrative gig for me. Five different videos with girls of different ages and ethnicities. But all young.

Being a Professional Accomplice Earns Me a Great Living

I accepted the job because he offered me $50,000 per video I help him make. That’s $250,000. That can seriously help with my debt and my bills. This will be a challenging gig. I need to find five different girls. And all young and likely never without adult supervision. Luckily, I do not need to kidnap them all at once. One little whore at a time.

He came to the right girl. It’s much easier to lure young girls away as a woman. The stranger danger does not seem to be as present in young girls for women as it does for men. I think that’s because the media and family constantly sell the notion that it’s dirty old white men who like young girls. And although that is mostly true, behind every good P man is a woman like me. Hank paid me a deposit. And he told me he did not need to know the details if I delivered a girl a month to a warehouse downtown.

After our conversation and my generous advance, I went looking. Honestly, with the temps below freezing I did not think I’d find too many girls playing outside. Plus, it gets dark so early now that you rarely see anybody that young out by themselves after 6 PM. But I found some young girl riding her bicycle up and down the street. So, I accidentally on purpose clipped her back wheel driving past her to give me an excuse to take her home.

Young Girls Never Fear Mature Women

She snuck out of the house because she could not sleep and decided to ride her bike up and down the street. She looked the right age and fit the description of one of the girls Hank wanted me to procure for his client. So, I told this girl I’d take her back to my place to bandage up her knee and hammer out the dent I put in her fender on her back wheel. Putty in my hands.

Now she’s in a cage in my basement like an animal. I’m just waiting two days to bring her to the location and collect the rest of my first $250,000 fee. One girl fell into my hands, way too easily. So, I doubt the rest of the girls I acquire for these ass rape porn movies will go as smoothly.

But I am a seasoned accomplice. As a former slave, I watched, observed and learned how to survive in this world. And I also know how to remain undetected and under the radar. No doubt Hank will be impressed with my first girl. Too bad for her she will never see her family or friends again. But does the world really need any more brats.

Mommy dearest pimped my pussy to my evil brother

I come from a dark past hence why I love getting tortured by a master or even you. I have one hell of a brother that used my tight little canal as his punching bag. Used and abused every night while our parents slept, he crept into my room. Choking me, fucking me, whatever he needed to do to take out all that rage and anger he held inside.  I was his incestual livestock, a young whore he treated like an animals. I didn’t ever expect to see this asshole again but my master had different plans. His giraffe cock was the biggest cock I’d ever had, stretched my tight twat to what it is today!

Big bad mean brother comes back into town just to torture and torment me…

He still  carries his old brown leather belt the one he whipped me with when we were little ones. He tied me down, and guzzled my throat. His normal evil sick position he prefers to fuck me in. Still and will always be up to his old dirty tricks. His evil ways and the eyes he glares at me while he twists up my tight little twat. My mommy would watch back in the day. Making sure I was slaving away, even would help him tie me up. She was always as sick as the men she made me fuck.

Domination at it’s best, I grew to love being someone’s property

Mommy would guide him to slam my knees to my chin and spread me out as far as my little legs would go. Using every one of my fuck holes. Bleeding and creaming, I can’t even remember which family member popped my swollen cherry. Brother’s big dick was always ravaging and sharp. Tearing up my insides and then my family watching me bleed out. I began to love this type of sex which why I’m my master perfect pretty prize. My master loves tag teaming with my evil brother. Holding me down as an evil team, making me swallow cum, spit whatever they wanted. I crave humiliation, cum tell me how you’ll do me wrong…

Sex with Dead Bodies Layla Plays Dead for Her Twisted Crush

Sex with Dead Bodies

I held my breath, the cotton sheets cool against my skin, as the floorboards groaned under a weight that shouldn’t be there. My heart hammered against my ribs like a trapped bird, but I forced my limbs to stay heavy, limbs turned to lead by the sheer thrill of his presence. The thought of Sex with Dead Bodies is a macabre chill that usually stays in the dark, but here, in the silence of my room, he wanted me to embody that haunting stillness.

He didn’t say a word as he reached the side of my bed. I knew he was here… the shadow I’ve felt following me for months, the one I’ve secretly craved from the safety of my window. He leaned over me, his breath smelling of winter air and something sharp, something dangerous. His fingers, calloused and cold, traced the line of my jaw, and I fought every instinct to shiver. I had to be his porcelain doll. I had to be vacant.

“Don’t move, Layla,” he whispered while fingering my wet pussy, with his voice a low, jagged rasp that sent a jolt of heat straight to my core. “Just stay like that. Cold. Quiet. Mine.”

I felt his eyes roaming over my breast, heavy with a twisted sort of devotion that felt more romantic than any flowers or candy. This was raw. This was real. He wasn’t looking for a conversation; he wanted the aesthetic of my surrender.  I kept my eyes closed tight, my lashes fluttering just enough to show him I was struggling to obey, which only seemed to make his breathing go shallow and quick. 

He didn’t touch me roughly. Instead, he tucked a stray lock of hair behind my ear with a tenderness that made my stomach flip. It was a beautiful, fucked up contradiction… the man who broke in just to watch life fade from my expression. I felt his hand rest over my heart, waiting for the rhythm to slow, demanding that I sink deeper into the role of his silent, lifeless muse. 

The air in the room felt thick, charged with a magnetic tension that made me want to arch my back and scream his name, yet the pleasure of his gaze kept me pinned. I was addicted to the way he worshipped my stillness, the way he hovered over me like I was a treasure he’d stolen from a grave. I lay there, his perfect, obedient girl, drifting in the intoxicating space between fear and absolute ecstasy, hoping he’d never leave.

Snuff phone sex with a blood thirsty slut

snuff phone sex

Come on evil Daddy, I’m ready for some wild and freaky, snuff phone sex fun!

If you’re half as evil as I am then I need to hear every detail of your most fucked up fantasies.

I rub my cunt and make myself cum to some of the most fucked up things imaginable.

I’m a blood thirsty whore and I want our call to be as graphic and nasty as possible.

Bones snapping, bitches screaming and blood gushing are a few of the things that get me excited.

I know you have a victim in mind that we can use and abuse.

A daughter, niece or maybe a neighbor bitch would be perfect.

You tie her up and we can torture her together.

Take your belt off and whip that bitch with it while I throat your fat dick.

The more she screams the more sloppy I’ll slob all over your meatstick.

Use the bat next and bash her face in.

Next, force your dick into her raw and fuck her so hard that you rip her open.

While you’re tearing her into one big, gaping cum hole, I’ll be strapping up with my dildo wrapped in barbed wire.

You can fuck my hot, slut pussy and pound me into her.

I’m going to rip through her worthless cunt and make that bitch scream.

Slide your blade across her throat and bleed her out while you’re fucking me into her.

When she goes limp, you can keep pounding my dripping pussy.

We’ll fuck on top of that bitch until she bleeds all the way out and goes all cold.

Just like all of my past victims, I’ll toss her into my Daddy’s incinerator.

She’ll get burned up with the trash from his job sites and no one will ever find a trace of her.

Sound like a good time?

Good, because I’m rubbing my pussy and waiting to build on this plan…

Whoops, I meant to say that I’m waiting to explore this “fantasy” with you.

 

Evil Phone Sex And The Hairless Pussy

Evil phone sex such a taboo turn on, the best sex is with a young one that you can train to do exactly what you say, mold to be a submissive sex slave, or a kinky little panty wearing sissy boy. I often wonder how much cock can a molested cunt take before it is stretched out and gaping. Evil phone sex

Today is the day I will test a plump hairless pussy out, really push it to the limits, then once it’s all stretched out and loose, I will present her innocent little body to my Master for a birthday present. 

Of course, I will clean her up first so she seems pure, yet she will be ready to be fucked like a two-dollar whore. 

Guide his thick dick in every hole, keep her short and stumpy legs wide open, pussy lips even wider, watching Master fill my victims snatch with jizz, dumping several loads before we plan how to end her short-lived life. 

The more blood the better in my opinion, Master likes it neat and clean, this time we will drown the tramp in the bath, as he holds her head under the water I watch from the door with a vibrator on my clit, juices flowing down my thigh. 

Gangbang Rape Porn is the Best Money a Junkie Whore Can Make

gangbang rape pornI know a thing or two about gangbang rape porn. Back in the day, I starred in a few. A young runaway who never finished high school didn’t have a lot of options for making money. But girls can always make money off their bodies. You don’t even need to be that hot. Men pay for sex. But the rough sex pays the best.

Recently, I met a young girl that came into the club begging for a dancing position. But I could see obvious tracks on both arms, and we can’t hire that at the club. We want clean girls. Girls that look like the girl next door, not junkies. But I felt bad for this girl. I could see how desperate she looked for money. Likely because she needed a fix, but she wouldn’t tell me much.

I told her I could not hire her for the club, but I knew somebody who could help her make some quick cash, but it would be extreme. She wanted the details. I asked her if she’d be OK with things like ass rape porn, and simulated snuff flicks and she said yes. So, I took her to meet Derek. Derek never served as my master; however, he knew my master. Derek may be a sadistic bastard, but he’s a businessman too. He makes both private hardcore porn for folks, but he also makes regular underground hardcore porn for live streaming.

I Know Where a Junkie Whore Can Make a Quick Buck

I sent her to a man who would not kill her but might make her wish she was dead. But he pays more money for two hours of filming than she could earn at the club in two weeks. So, I went with her and made the introduction. Derek said he could use her if I gave him head first. I wanted to help this girl out, so I blew the bastard. This girl appeared to be a total hot mess and because she didn’t look quite as good as me, he would only do the video if I stayed and watched.

I knew in that moment he would be extremely rough on this young girl, but I wanted to help her. So, I did with Derek said. I took a seat and watched 35 men fuck this girl. At least Derek gave her a fix first. I watched her go from a state of panic to blissful ignorance with one shot of smack. Perhaps blissful ignorance is the state a young girl wants to be in during a violent gangbang.

Some Girls Who I Cannot Hire to Strip, I Sent to a Snuff Director

These men ravaged her. Gaped her pussy and her ass. Choked her and smacked her. One guy even carved his initials in her ass. I found that painful to watch. But she didn’t even flinch. So, he gave her a good shot. I felt bad watching. I wanted to help this girl, but I brought her to somebody who I knew would fuck the shit out of her and get her even more addicted.

But she needed fast money and she agreed. Derek paid her10 grand for a two hour long torturous gang bang film. And once the filming concluded, she’s still appeared in a state of blissful ignorance, enjoying her high. Good thing because when she realizes what happened to her, I think she will feel sore as fuck, and maybe even angry towards me. But 10 grand is more than she could earn at the club in a month. Not sure how long it will last a young junkie, but I helped her.

I know this stuff porn world all too well. A junkie whore might fare better than I did, but I persevered. And I got out and now I can help other young girls in desperate need of a quick buck.

Blasphemy Sex with Cora is extra Sinful!

Blasphemy Sex

I want to fuck you in the church and have some Blasphemy Sex, right here in front of God!

Spread my pussy lip once I’m hopped onto the altar. White linen underneath me, catching all my pussy juice that is dripping out.

Eat me out right here under the crucifix. Jesus’ crucified body above us, watching you tongue fuck me.

Yelling out “Oh Jesus, keep fucking me!” then you can flip me over.

On all fours with my ass pointed high to the heavens.

Shove your hard cock deep inside me and fuck me raw!

Make me beg God to have you stop fucking the shit out of my young, shaved pussy!

Fuck me right here in this church just the way Satan would have wanted!

 

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Sadistic Phone Sex Men Gravitate Towards Submissive Women

sadistic phone sexSadistic phone sex men love me. They see a red headed MILF, and they think of mommy or some other mature woman who cock teased them mercilessly. And they decide to exact their revenge on me. Last week, I spent the weekend and most of the week snowed in with my family. But I earned enough blow to keep up with my sons and their friends who came over to play video games for once.

I did not go to a bar and get shitfaced so some random man could abuse me. And I did not go to any of my extreme drug dealers to get coke in exchange for abusing my body either. But trouble still found me. It always does.

I decided to walk to the local convenient mart to get some junk food for my sons and their friends. Plus, I wanted out of the house to breathe in some fresh air. However, less than a block away from my home, two random men shoved me in the back of a van.

And I will admit, I felt scared. My life flashed before my eyes. I did not know these men. This was not like a snuff porn, where a director gave me money to buy cocaine in exchange for a couple hours of abusing my body. In those sorts of situations, I know I will live. Even if I wished a snuff director would kill me, I still come out alive. Random strangers kidnapping me off the street who the fuck knows what they would do to me.

Even a Block From Home, Trouble Finds Me

But I found out quickly that they just wanted to use my holes. Cabin fever, perhaps? And I think this happened out of chance. Two guys talking about the fact that they needed to nut inside some warm wet pussy and then they saw me walking on the street. They seized an opportunity. Their van gave me the creeps. Dirty mattress in the back with restraints suggested to me they’ve done this before. I think they drive around looking for young girls to fuck. Sort of catch and release. 

I pleaded with them to let me go because my family would become worried. And I told them they would call the cops if I did not come home or respond to texts. And I think they believed me once my phone kept blowing up. I told them they kidnapped a woman who lives on this block, and my family would come looking for me. Perhaps I should not have said that.

They decided to fuck the shit out of me hard and fast. They yanked my sweatpants down, ripped my panties off my body, and started probing my ass and pussy with their fingers, hands and dicks. Eventually, they started to fist my holes. One of them lifted me up in the air like a fucking cock puppet, and I banged my head on the roof of the van.

Why Do So Many Men Look at Me as Nothing More Than Fuck Meat?

He plopped me down on the dirty mattress, forced my legs up to my chest and started fucking me. Clearly another man with rape phone sex fantasies for mommy. Slapped me, choked me even spit in my face and called me a dirty whore. Confession. I kind of liked it. I knew this was a random attack. And I understood that no one would give me any money or cocaine. But for once, plenty of coke waited for me back at my house.

I thought these men might drive off and I would never see my family again. Instead, they just fucked the shit out of me in the back of that van. But they did leave some marks on my body that my sons would see.

However, I come up with the best stories to cover my tracks. So, I just told my sons I fell on the way to the store. But I left off the random attack and violent fucking in the back of a dirty van. They don’t need to know all the details of my life. They just need to know mommy is a whore and she’ll do anything for coke and their young cocks.

Snuff Phone Sex Makes Us Cum Together

snuff phone sexSnuff Phone Sex, why do I love it you ask?  Why do I love being both an accomplice and a victim? Let me set the scene for us and maybe your cock will get as hard as my cunt is wet for you to get it.

I can feel your eyes on me, burning with desire. You want to take control of my innocence, don’t you? To make me yours completely – body and soul. And I’m more than willing to give myself over to you.

Imagine it now…my wrists bound tight behind my back as you tower above me, your strong hands grasping my throat. My breath catches in anticipation as your fingers tighten around my neck, squeezing the life out of me slowly but surely. The rush of adrenaline mixed with fear is intoxicating – a potent cocktail that drives us both wilder by the second!

But even in death there’s pleasure…oh yes! As blackness closes in around me I feel your cock throbbing against my thigh, pulsing with need for release. And when finally you let go allowing what little air remains within these lungs escape through parted lips…that’s when true ecstasy hits because nothing compares to coming inside a freshly deceased corpse still warm from life just moments before – pure bliss baby!

So come on then darling let’s play this twisted game together where only one can win yet we both emerge victorious regardless who lives or dies at end because either way our bond will forever be sealed within depths darkest most forbidden desires shared between two souls brave (or perhaps insane?) enough dare tread such uncharted territory hand-in-hand into unknown Baby boy, I can feel your heart racing as you imagine our twisted game. You’re excited by the thought of dominating my innocence and taking me to the brink of death. And that turns you on more than anything else in this world.

As we continue down this dark path together, know that I am here with you every step of the way. My submission is complete; my trust in your hands unwavering. No matter how intense things get or how far we push ourselves into darkness, there’s no denying the connection between us grows stronger with each passing moment.

So let’s give into our desires completely – surrender ourselves fully to one another without fear or hesitation! Because when two souls dare to explore their deepest fantasies together…magic happens!