The whole point was to dress me up as a sexy little fuck doll for all the perverted men who love nasty little girls. After showing me and my tight teen holes off through pictures and videos it was time to have some Torture sex. He wanted to rail open every hole of mine until I was screaming and whimpering for him to stop. He made sure to set up the camera in a perfect spot so I couldn’t see; it really showed the fans that I was being force fucked and ravaged by fat cock. I had no idea he was filming until the session was over and he came in all my slut holes. He took the cam recorder out and started playing the video as I laid there with his nut oozing out of all my holes!
Category: Rape phone sex fantasies
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Mommy Leave Me Beaten Beautiful
I’ve been recovering for a week now from my son’s rape phone sex fantasies. One of these days our “beat mommy beautiful,” sessions will kill me. Every time he gets more violent. However, every time I get more coke too. So, I know my son loves me. You might call coke mommy’s kryptonite. In fact, this last streaming session, mommy wore a cut off T-shirt styled with the Super Girl logo, but the S stood for Super Whore. That’s me in case you did not know. I am a super whore for coke. And a super whore for my boy.
We began our live session with my face planted in the bowl of coke with his elbow deep in mommy’s cavern. With one arm up mommy’s barren old womb, he used his other hand to fish hook my mouth and punch my face a few times. He thinks with my fiery red hair that I look best with a black and blue face. Once he removed his fist from my cunt, he punched my teeth out. And they flew across the room. With the teeth gone, he could skull fuck me senseless like I deserved.
My Son Loves Me Because When He Beats Me Beautiful, He Gives Me Coke
Although I know I am his torture sex doll, I never mind. He needs the money from the live streams to live on and provide his super whore mommy with premium coke. While he throat fucked me, he choked me too. It felt like he was jacking his cock off inside of my throat with every tight squeeze. My face turned red and blue. With his other hand, he pulled out my shitter. But since my ass gets a lot of action, it prolapses so easily these days.
Once my ass sleeve dangled outside my ass, he tied me up in the downward dog position and rammed his cock into my ass pipe which dangled between my legs like a cock. From a distance folks might have mistaken me for a tranny. While he pumped my ass sleeve, he punched me in the back, and the rib cage. He even reached around to the sides to pummel my huge fun bags.
I Am My Son’s Fuck Meat to Abuse Whenever He Wants
He grabbed an appliance cord and began strangling me. He giggled and informed me that I now had a good strangulation phone sex story to tell my friends. Although it appeared like he would choke me out, I know he would never kill his cash cow. As he punched every inch of my porcelain white body, I could feel the bruises emerging. He even punched my prolapsed asshole like he was Mike Tyson. And that pulled it out even more.
After what felt like an eternity, he turned his focus back to my face. He pissed down my throat while choking me some more. I knew I needed to guzzle it like fine champagne. As he called me a dumb stupid whore, he tossed me across the room with ease. But anyone could, I guess. I am nothing but skin and bones. Most of my body weight comes from my fun bags. And they felt like they deflated when my body hit the floor. The chimes poured in when he pushed my head through a wall.
My Son Needs to Abuse Me Because I Am His Cash Cow
While I hung in the wall like a gallery painting, he slammed his cock inside my piss hole like he would my cunt. He calls me his 4-hole mommy super whore. He considers my urethra my tightest hole like most men. I possess a high mileage cunt and ass, making that pee hole the tightest hole on my old whore body.
However, while I hung in the wall, my son surprised me with a 50-man gang bang. Some of his viewers bid big bucks to assault this mommy whore. They filled my bladder up with cum. Although those men did fuck my ass and my cunt, they focused on my pee hole first. I am still pissing out jizz.
When my boy pulled me from the wall, my make up appeared smeared all over my face. And my bruises and welts showed in all their glory. For my finale bow of the live stream, my boy smashed my head repeatedly into the hardwood floor. But I think my skull might be thicker than that floor, because I left a dent in the floor.
My Son Let Fifty Strangers Fuck My Pee Hole
While he held my head down on the floor, he gave my prolapsed shitter one more go around. However, he did this with a plastic bag over my head. I could barley breathe as he fucked my dangling shit hole. Now, I am still covered in bruises a week later. And no amount of make-up will cover them up completely. But I do not mind my beauty marks because when they heal, I know he will beat me beautiful all over again.
Cannibalism Phone Sex Victim for My New Destiny
Cannibalism phone sex is my future. When I came across this ad for using a hot stripper whore, I got excited. Honestly, I thought it was the usual add on the dark web. Generally, these guys went to little rape victim fantasy. Sometimes it’s for film, snuffing a bimbo.
However, as the correspondences began, it seemed something more sinister. Ultimately it appeared he was arranging a feast. Evidently I was the Central focus of the feast. My luscious stripper tits, juicy ass and delicious thighs are to be presented like a turkey dinner.
This guy is a gourmet chef. The attendees of the feast are foodies of a sinister kind. Coincidentally I will be dressed like a luscious plump meal in the center of a table. As they based me in olive oil simmer my fleshy body in a tasty bouillon they discuss all of the seasonings. They are going to use on me.
now the most exciting part of this is the fact that I will still be aware. My head will sit in the table, watching as my body is sliced into delicious pieces of meat. Plump ass meat, juicy Cunt meat, nice meaty thighs, and oh the wonderful delicious breast meat.
Sadistic phone sex slut Stephanie
I’m not cutesy or demure like those basic bitches on the internet. I’m a sadistic phone sex whore that loves torture and inflicting pain on unsuspecting victims. Don’t come to me unless you’re ready to have freaky, twisted fun involving blood, torture and draining the life from some stupid bitch. Something about the way they scream when they wake up to my blade ramming into their chest, pinning them to their bed. Or the warm, squishy feel of their guts and organs in my hands being squeezed until they burst wide open! It just gets my slut cunt all hot and drenched! You wouldn’t believe the number of men out there that secretly hate their wives and want me to help snuff them out while they stroke their hard dick and watch. That’s how I ended up soaked in blood tonight with my pussy soaking wet and oozing a fat load of jizz. I just got back from a little gig I was hired for where I helped a guy snuff his naggy bitch of a wife. The helpless look on her face as she desperately called out to her man to save her made my evil slut cunt drip so much that I could feel my panties getting all wet. I laughed at her and then slashed her across the face with my blade. Her cheek meat flopped over exposing the muscle underneath and a thick, dark rush of blood gushed out and ran down her neck. I giggled even harder and told her to look over at the corner of the room where I had her husband stroking his dick and enjoying every second of watching “his woman” get mutilated. He started yelling out orders and telling me what he wanted me to do to her next. The look of betrayal and heartbreak combined with the terror and pain in her eyes made my evil cunt gush and I’ve never been more turned on! Call me and we can talk about the way I tortured and mentally abused her before finally having her husband kiss her goodbye and snuff her out for me.
Knife play phone sex is where you find likeminded pervs
I found a nasty pervert who uses Knife play phone sex to find like mind birches. That’s because once he lures young sluts to his place he pulls his knife out. The fear in their eye makes your cock stiff. Once you get to have control over a young slut with your weapon at hand, you feel powerful. First you tie them up and I’m here to give you a hand. I learned growing up how fun it is to watch them struggle. Thinking they have a chance always makes it better. Usually that gets your cock stiff.
After that you use the knife to cut all her clothes off. Feeling the knife so close to their skin puts the fear in them and makes them easy to manipulate. “Open your mouth” you say as you point the blade her direction. She opens her trembling mouth and right away you ram your cock in her mouth. Since she didn’t expect that she chokes and gags on your cock. “Come on eat my cock bitch” you grunt as you continue fucking her mouth. I know that is just the beginning.
Therefore, I understand and get ready to be able to join the abuse. You do need and accomplice and I was raised to be one. After your cock starts leaking you put the knife to her throat again. “Pick which hole you want me to use for my Rape phone sex fantasies” you say mischievously. She didn’t want to choose but then you started to dig the knife into her slide a bit. Once she felt the sting from the knife cutting her, she was even more scared.
“Since you won’t choose I will” you say as you force her legs open and push your cock deep in her ass. While she screamed, you ripped her ass open. So, I just sat my cunt on her face like my uncle raised me to do when he torture fucked young sluts. Watching you rip her little ass open and smelling the blood dripping down reminded me of all the times my uncle would torture fuck slut. The rest of the night was spent with you playing with your knife to get the young slut to do whatever you want.
Getting Back to Basics With Snuff Phone Sex and Snuff Queen Rena
I love being a snuff phone sex Queen. . The other night still has my cunt pulsating.
As you watched me swallow your cum, I felt a sense of satisfaction wash over me. I was truly your perfect princess slut. But our little game wasn’t over yet. You reached for the bag at my side, pulling out a small vial of snuff. I held it up to your nose, watching as your eyes widened in anticipation.
With a mighty roar, youI unleashed my seed into your waiting mouth. You gagged slightly as it filled you up, but you didn’t stop. You swallowed every last drop, your eyes locked on mine the entire time.
Are you ready for your reward, my little princess?
I nodded eagerly, my breath coming in short gasps. I unscrewed the top of the vial and held it under my nose. The sweet, intoxicating scent of the snuff filled the room. You inhaled deeply, your body shuddering as the drug took hold.
Oh fuck! Im getting so high!
I watched as your eyes rolled back in your head, your body going limp in my arms. I knew this was it. I placed the vial on the nightstand and leaned in close, kissing you softly on the lips.
Goodbye, my beautiful snuff queen. It’s been an unforgettable ride.
And with that, I felt a warm rush of pleasure spread through my body. I closed my eyes, feeling the world around me fade away. As I drifted off into oblivion, I couldn’t help but think about how lucky I was to have found you. You were the perfect partner for my darkest desires, and I would cherish every moment we shared together.
My Master grants me the best Sex with dead bodies
Sex with dead bodies is never wrong. Their cold dead flesh feels so right! My Master, the one who gave me this exciting life, knows exactly what I need to satisfy my cravings. There are so many different varieties From freshly picked to spoiled rotten. I do love the decay of death but I think my favorite is a nice, fresh one.
When the blood is still warm I can smear it all over my shaved pussy and fuck non stop. I love to ride a corpse and push my thumbs into their eyes until they gush out. To peel their dead flesh off with my teeth while I am cumming is a rush that is constantly on my mind. I know you like it too and I know you cravethe nastiest Bloody phone sex possible. Good thing I am such a snuff whore and we can wild together.
Let’s go into the catacombs and fall in love over and over again. I want us to completely lose ourselves in carnal lust. You know the dead deserve loving too. I know we fuck so good we will make their spirits cum just as hard as we do.
My Master is so generous allowing me to indulge in my ultimate pleasure of fucking the dead. I always dreamed of breaking into a tomb of a family long dead and pull them out of their coffins to fondle and fuck the whole family. Nothing but bones at that point but it doesn’t matter I know I wont stop cumming and neither will you with Necrophilia Phone Sex!
Killer Phone Sex Fantasies Explored with Me
If you have killer phone sex fantasies or violent needs, we should talk. The older I get, the easier it has become for me to go to the dark recesses of my mind. I no longer feel guilty about helping men with their violent fantasies for young girls and hot teen sluts. This world I live in works on the survival of the fittest mentality. The weak get force fucked and even murdered. The strong survive and get paid.
Roger and I met on the snuff circuit. Back in the day we made some snuff flicks where he took the role as my executioner. We fucked for years off the camera, then I got a new master and had zero freedoms. But now that I am no longer owned, I can get back in the snuff porn world. And it is like I picked it up right where I left off. But with one difference. Now, I get to be the executioner or at least the accomplice.
I Love Being The Accomplice Now
I got excited when I saw that I missed a call from Roger the other night. But I called him back and we got together. At first, I thought he wanted me for a movie. Well, sort of. He wanted to make a home movie with this jailbait hitch hiker he picked up. He thought she might be a junkie. Kind of young looking to be a smack girl. But I saw the tracks too. I explained that likely, someone trafficked this girl and she tried to get away. And she got addicted while in captivity. Happens often.
He wanted to make a homemade snuff flick. By that he meant he wanted to fuck her to death. I do not think anyone ever fucked me harder than Roger. Plus, with his monster cock, he would shred even the most used fuck hole. I filmed him exploring his rape phone sex fantasies with this strung-out little fuck puppet. And the camera loved her. Her cunt surprisingly still had an intact hymen because she bled like a stuck pig. However, he got his cock up her ass with zero difficulty.
I go back tomorrow night to film him killing her. He just wants to enjoy her tiny holes a bit longer. And I cannot say I blame him.
I want to see some Rape phone sex fantasies come true
Have you ever watched someone get their Rape phone sex fantasies fulfilled. The look in your eyes when you know you are about to get what you want, is sadistic. I love that look it reminds me of my uncle and he always got what he wanted. Therefore, I am now a willing accomplice. “There’s a young slut who is always left alone at home down the street” I said with a smirk. That night we snuck in and just like I said, she was alone. After we gave her a sniff of the special hanky, we have she was passed out.
It was then very easy to fit her little body in our duffle bag. Back home I undressed her and tied her up. Just I like I did with my uncle. The i stuff my fingers up her young bald cunt and she wakes up. “Glad you are up, time to find out what you were made for” I say sternly. Even though she had tears streaming down her face, I force her legs wide open. “She looks to tight and ripe” you say with your mouth starting to water. You got down and started to lick her bald pussy and ass.
After she was wet and glistening, I felt my pussy start to twitch. Knowing what was about to come have me excited. While you had a wild look in your eyes you start to push inside her little pussy. She tried to scream from the pain. So, I sat on her face. That way the vibrations from her screams would muffle into my cunt. I learned that when I was young that it would get me off. As you rammed her hard, she screamed harder into my pussy. “Ram her until she goes limp” I moan as I start to cum in her mouth.
Her tight cunt being ripped open was too much for you to take. You start pumping her full of cum. After she got every drop you said, “how can we keep her”. I know that meant it was time for good old fashion napping, like I did with my uncle.
GangBang Rape Porn Always Prolapses My Ass
No woman wants to make a gangbang rape porn. But sometimes a man forces her to make one for money or coke. Feeling strung out and sore from stepson’s prior abuse of my fuck holes, I went looking for more coke to dull the pain. And although I got the coke, I got a lot more pain too. It might surprise you how well this soccer mom navigates the snuff world. One of these days, I might see too much and get myself murdered.
And the other night, I thought my 9 lives might be up. This one drug dealer I know, also traffics girls. But I am not supposed to know that. Although I am fucked up most of the time around seedy snuff porn makers, I can handle my coke better than anyone knows. I went to pee before the gang bang and saw a room of mostly naked young girls in shackles. They looked strung out too. I quickly closed the door before anyone else saw me.
The image of those young girls stayed in my mind while about 50 men with backed up balls sodomized me. Any time I do a gang bang, my ass seems to get more dick than my pussy. For most men, my asshole remains my tightest hole. And I get it. Men fist my cunt. Plus, I did give birth naturally a couple times. My pussy would not feel tight to a cock unless the cock appeared massive.
I Can Endure Fifty Men Giving Me a Hardcore Ass Pounding
And these cocks did feel massive. But they still wanted my asshole. So, this gang bang turned into ass rape porn. I acted more strung out than I was so if anyone worried about what I saw in that abandoned warehouse, they might assume I got too fucked up to remember. As men shoved their tree trunk cocks up my asshole, they pulled my hair, choked me and slapped my ass too. But I have endured worse than 50 men giving me a hardcore ass fucking.
Although my asshole prolapsed, and my body ached, I crawled out of that warehouse with my coke and my life. And that’s more than I can say about those young girls in shackles. When I got home, I snorted coke for hours to dull that memory and ease the pain of my ass.