I’m not gonna lie, the thought of being in a snuff movie really scares me but my owner says I must so I guess that is how I am going to die. He has it all planned out, down to the last detail. I have to wear these little pink panties and a short nightie with my hair up in pigtails. He wants me to look really young and innocent even tho I have been used by like so many men before. That’s why he wants to kill me, he says that I’m all used up and no one likes a used up whore like me so he might as well kill me. He’s gonna let all kinds of men use me, he told me that he would let them fuck me to death! There is going to be an endless line of men just waiting to use and abuse me and I just don’t know how I am going to be able to handle it! I have no choice tho, all I am is a dirty little whore and I deserve to die if that will make my owner happy. After all, isn’t that why I exist in the first place?
Category: Rape phone sex fantasies
Public Toilet Slut
I was a bad girl this week and displeased my daddy. He grabbed me by the hair and beat me so hard that night, but he wasn’t satisfied that I had been properly punished. He decided he needed to come up with a really twisted and fucked up punishment for me. He didn’t tell me what he had planned but he made me take off all my clothes and put on a thick trench coat. Then he took me to a dirty sex toy store with a glory hole in the bathroom. I was totally naked under my coat and barefoot in the dirty smelly bathroom. There was already a line of men waiting in the stalls to get their cocks sucked. He stripped off my coat and made me stand there completely naked. He paraded me through the room and let all these strange men stare at my body. I was so humiliated but wet at the same time! He took me into one of the stalls and forced me to my knees on the grimy bathroom floor. A huge cock appeared and he made me suck it until the strange man came in my mouth. Once he came, another quickly replaced him. One after the other, I sucked cock after cock until the wall and floor around the hole were completely covered in saliva and cum. I begged him to please let me stop but he wasn’t done with me yet. I’d been a messy girl and hadn’t swallowed every single drop of cum. He forced me to lick the cum off of that nasty bathroom floor and wall. Only then did he decide I had been properly punished.
I went home that night with a belly full of cum and feeling like a complete and total cum whore. I will be on my best behavior for the rest of this week so my daddy won’t punish me again.
The Taste of Them
Copper. That’s what it tastes like. Thick, metallic, crimson, and beautiful. That’s how they taste afterward, but before then it is a much different story. Sweat, salty, tangy, the fear is just divine. I have seen you, your mouth pressed against those bald pussies. Pressing in as deep as you can while they beg you to stop. You tell the how good they are being, but it really doesn’t matter what you say, they know what you are doing is wrong. Sometimes they cry, but you like that don’t you. I know I do.
You touch their face, hovering over them, blocking out the light, obscuring your face. You press one finger to your lips shushing them. Their eye wide, hopeful, you begin to spread their legs as wide as you can get them. The screaming starts, high pitched, as you press your cock into that tiny little space. Of course you cannot get it all in, but you try. How dare she be such a slut, teasing you day after day. Wearing those little dresses, tight little leggings, she knew what she was doing.
She was just waiting for you to make the first move, and now all she does is pretend not to want you. You just have to be a little bit more … persuasive. You go deeper, you feel something tear, but you don’t care, she needs to learn. She needs to learn not to tease then not put out. Better she learn now then later, this will be your good deed for the day.
She gasps for breath as you start to pound into her, then you see her look at you, you see hatred in those big eyes. You stop, you realize she lied to you, she didn’t want to be with you, she was just like all the rest of them. You thought she was different, but she wasn’t. This just makes you angry, and it should. Little bitches like her shouldn’t play with people’s emotions. You get up as she collapses sobbing for her Mommy. Her Mommy is probably a slut just like her daughter.
You grab your pocket knife. You get back between her legs, she starts to beg again, that just makes it worse. You can’t help yourself, you plunge back into her as the blade sinks into her tender flesh. Now her screaming is more intense, you bring the knife to your lips, smearing the crimson liquid before licking it off. She tastes amazing. You want more.
You shudder as you watch her blood spill slowly down her titties, soft pink nipples that are barely there take on the color of her blood, you lean down to suck it off of them. You explode inside of her, you bring the blade to her pretty soft neck, you slice over her throat, cutting, slitting her jugular as the hot warm blood spurts all over you. You look down at her face, her eyes go dull. You toss her out like the lying trash she is. Pity, you had hoped that this time she wouldn’t be one of those teasing whores. Luckily for you there are plenty more out there, and you are determined to find the one of your dreams.
Gangbang Rape Porn for Drugs
Gangbang rape porn stars are everywhere, even in the suburbs. I am a soccer mom by day and a dirty gangbang whore at night. I put my sons to bed, and I slither out to the seedy part of town. My husband has a tight string on my money because he knows I will just put any he gives me up my nose. I learned a long time ago that I don’t need money for coke if I am willing to let men degrade and use me. There is this dirty bookstore in the red-light district of town. Men hang out late at night waiting for whores like me to come in needing a fix. From pot to heroin, a girl can get whatever she wants from the customers for a price. The amount of coke I wanted required a lot from me. They know I am a junkie soccer mom, so they make me earn my fix the old-fashioned way. About ten men agreed to give me the coke I needed if I would film a dirty snuff porn with them. I couldn’t say no. The owner of the bookstore uses his place for underground dark adult movies. I was stripped naked and fucked like a dirty animal. The floor where perverts jack off watching dirty films was my stage. Cocks came at me from all angles. A couple dicks in a hole at a time was just foreplay. They wanted my holes gaped wide and bloody. One guy kept strangling me while his buddies rammed their dicks up my cunt. I would pass out, then someone would slap me, and I would wake back up. I didn’t think it would last long, but those men wanted to use me up. They were brutal in their fucking too. I couldn’t walk by the time they were done with me. The bookstore owner tossed me a bag of coke, spit in my face and told me to take my skank ass home. When you are a taboo phone sex whore, you let men do whatever that want to you.
Beat Down
It was like 4 am and I was fucking horny. But I wanted more than a beat down I wanted a forced sex scene possibly an orgy forced sex scene with complete strangers. So I dressed somewhat proper I didn’t want to look like I was searching for my forced scene. I parked my car and walked three blocks east to the bad part of town. Lots of homeless, drug dealers, and just general bad fucking people. I acted like I was lost and could not find my way. I could hear the chatter around me and feel the stares starting to burn holes in my flesh. I turned the corner into an alley still pretending I was lost when I felt a hand come around my mouth and drag me off to an abandoned building. Inside I could see several guys with their dicks hanging out of their pants. I did the struggle and fight thing and got exactly what I wanted. I played these boys as they were thinking they had the upper hand.
Alone at the Playground
It was chilly that night, the grass was covered in fresh dew. I saw you watching me. I saw you sitting in your truck just… watching me. I had gotten into a fight with my parents that night and I stormed out. I sat sadly on the swing in that dark neighborhood park. You watched me for about an hour until I heard your truck door slam and your silhouette approach me in the cold darkness. Your voice.. it sounded so nice. Gentle, warm, comforting… inviting. You sat in the swing next to me and asked, “What is a sweet lil thing like you doing all alone out here in the cold?” I sniffled and wiped cold wet tears from my face. I told you about how I left home and nowhere to go. You comforted me, held my hand and told me it’d be okay. I didn’t know you had something so sinister in mind. You even brought me a blanket from the cab of the truck. But before I could thank you, you pushed me face first into the ground. I tried to scream, but I was muffled by the soft, wet playground mulch. You ripped my shorts off and thrusted yourself into my virgin pussy. I screamed out in pain, but it only made you go faster and harder. I tried to claw my way out from under you, but you were too strong. I gave up and began moaning- a mix of pain and pleasure. And just when I thought it was all over, you flipped me around and wrapped your hand tightly around my throat. “Please, mister! LET ME GO HOME,” I pleaded.
You smiled darkly and whispered, “I’m sorry, baby. You can never go home.”
Castration phone sex with Ivy
There is a pub just a short distance from where I live. I was walking home from the pub after having a few cocktails with some girlfriends. As I turned the corner, the hair stood up on the back of my neck. I new that I was being followed. Instead of being freaked out, it made my juicy pussy cream my panties. I knew that you must be the serial rapist that the local news has been warning us about. The thought of turning the table on you sexually excited me. I acted like I was unaware until I reached my apartment door. I reached into my purse and had my chloroform spray ready.
You grabbed me from behind and covered both my mouth with your hand. I reached up and sprayed your face before you even realized what had just happened. I finished dragging you inside my apartment. I hand cuffed you to the radiator. I put a spread bar in between your legs, and secured them. Now I just had to wait for you to wake back up. You were a little groggy and confused. I took my large butcher knife and rubbed it against your cheek. I even stood over you with out any panties on showing you my hot wet pussy.
I told you that I knew my hot juicy cunt is what you had come for, but you made a mistake. You picked the wrong girl. No one gets the upper hand on the devil’s princess. I took my knife and sliced your jeans revealing your large hard cock. You said I was wrong and begged me to let you go as I ran my knife up and down the sides of your hard throbbing cock. I shoved my knife up your tight puckered ass and enjoyed your screams as I twisted it. Cutting and slicing your tight ass for my pleasure. I just laughed as I cut your great big balls off in one wield of the knife and then shoved them down your throat. Your cock I took as a trophy. What will I do to you? You will have to call me for some castration phone sex to find out.
Daddy wanted me to make snuff porn
Daddy wanted me to make a snuff porn with his friends. I didn’t want to, and I protested. He slapped the shit out of me. My tiny body was black and blue from the beat down I got. I know better than to protest, but daddy has some mean friends. When they get together and drink, all they can think about is ravaging my tiny fuck holes. I had no choice and I knew it. When his gang of pals arrived, they were drunk as skunks. They liked that daddy roughed me up a bit for them. Before they pulled out their cocks, however, they wanted some foreplay. I thought that meant I had to suck their cocks. They had something far less vanilla in mind than dick sucking. They sodomized my tiny bottom with beer bottles. They laughed as I cried from the pain. I looked towards Daddy for help, but he just had a big old grin on his face and a hard dick in his hand. My baby asshole was bleeding, even prolapsed. After they stopped laughing, one of daddy’s drunk friends suggested they fuck my asshole back inside me. I grabbed a bottle of beer and chugged it because I knew this was going to hurt. For hours they pounded my prolapsed ass back inside me. It may have worked at the moment, but today, my ass is a bloody sore mess and they are just waking up from their drunk stupor for round two.
Feeding The Trees
Everything thrives off the death of something else. Death is a necessary part of life. Even vegans kill things, but veggies do not have a face, so they eat them, I hate to tell them this, but killing is killing. However, you can make killing fun. It doesn’t have to be a fucking somber time. The lead up is sometimes more satisfying than the act it’s self. All that planning, the stalking, making sure you have the right equipment, finding a place to play, then to dispose of the lifeless fuck-rag. All of it gets my cunt wet just thinking about it.
Having a place to take the prey is critical. Spare of the moment shit always backfires, that is how people get caught. Nothing is worth rushing over. Taking time is what makes the experience worthwhile. Instilling fear is the first thing, the unfamiliar, the brutality administered over a long time, erratic in it’s timing. It throws them off, making them on constant alert, it is exhausting for them. Placing them in a place with no outside light, no outside sound, no way of knowing time, that will break anyone.
Once you get them at that point, right at the tipping point, you bring them back. Showing care, kindness, regret, you gain their trust, then you start all over again. The emotional as well as the physical pain is a must. Make it last, days, weeks, months, but never ever hold onto them longer than that. The day arrives where you simply must do away with them. They become tiresome after a while, and you will crave something new. They are bruised, even fucking them has lost it’s fun because they just slip away into themselves. What fun is that? No screaming, no crying, no protesting, just dead weight.
One piece at a time you take from them. Keeping them alive by cauterizing wounds and cuts. You bury those chucks of your prey deep, no animal will find them, no people will stumble across them, the only thing that knows that those juicy piece of flesh are there are the trees, and they are grateful for the nourishment.
Accomplice Phone Sex Partner
Accomplice phone sex is one of my favorite kinds of calls. I love being that sadistic devil on your shoulder encouraging you to turn your dark desires into realities. I met Ted online. He had some sick fantasies about killing a little girl after he had defiled her body of course. He has a little cock teasing whore neighbor girl. She jumps on her trampoline all day and swims in her little pool. She smiles, shakes her cute little bubble butt and has no concern about what she does to her neighbor; what she likely does to the male members of her own family too. I have been feeding his fantasies because cock teasing little sluts grow up to be cock teasing whores. They need stopped at an early age before they take over the world and ruin men. Some girls were just born to be rape fantasy bait. I knew it wasn’t wise to take his actual neighbor girl, but I had him send me a picture of the little whore. I found one looking just like her at the zoo and stole her. Walked right out of the zoo with the little slut in my stroller before anyone knew she was missing. When Ted came over to fuck, he got the surprise of his life. His little look alike neighbor girl tied up and gagged in a chair. It was a game changer for Ted having a tender age cunt in front of him. I didn’t have to encourage him anymore. He pulled his dick out of his pants, removed her ball gag and skull fucked her until she lost consciousness from lack of airflow. I told him sex with dead bodies was hot as fuck, so we didn’t revive her. He fucked her lifeless body a few times. Filled her up with his seed, then we fucked next to her dead corpse. Tossed her to the coyotes for breakfast. Now that he has a taste for blood, he wants to kill and torture another young soul. I think I am in love.


















