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I get paid to kill

snuff phone sexFinally I get PAID to do something I would be doing anyway! One of my guys finally wanted me to kill his cheating wife and I was more than happy to kill that little whore. I can’t stand a bitch who will cheat on her man, I might be fucked up myself but I am loyal so I knew this piece of shit had it coming to her! Her hubby gave me her schedule, I knew exactly where that bitch would be – she really had no chance. I came up behind her in the parking lot, a little smell of this stuff knocks her out good and suddenly she is in my truck on the way to her destiny – death. She’s still passed out when I take her out of the trunk, tie her up and undress her. That’s about the time she woke up screaming, but I just shoved a nice black dildo in her mouth so she could choke on that – since she loves it so much, apparently. She was crying hysterically cuz she knew what was going to happen, and I felt my pussy start to get wetter and wetter knowing what was coming too…

Date night

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I went on a blind date with some guy that I met through a dating app. It seemed to be going fine, until we were leaving the restaurant and he told me to come back to his place. I got a weird feeling and immediately declined the invitation. He grabbed my wrist and made me get in his car as I was tripping on my heels, I fell into his car. He closed the door behind me and I looked for where the handle was to exit the car. There was not one. He got in beside me and punched me right in the face. He gave me a fat bloody lip and I knew that I should just be quite and roll with whatever he was going to do. I felt hopeless and had no idea what to do. His car finally stopped in a deserted parking lot. It was pitch black, as he came on the other side and dragged my body out of the passenger side. He started to kick me in my ribs and I felt my bones shatter. He flipped me on my tummy and began pull my dress up as he smashed my face into the assault. He ripped my black j-string off and forced my ass cheeks open and he forced his throbbing hard dick into my shit hole. I begged “please no, please stop” but he relentlessly kept thrusting inside of me. My face was bleeding and I was squirming to get away. The gravel around us was finding its way in my hair and up my holes. Then when I decided to just take it and stop putting up a fight, he took off in his car. I looked around me, I was alone in the dark stranded. What do I do now before I become someones next victim again.

I know I’m evil

snuff phone sexI know I am a nasty, evil bitch. And I love it. I have no resentment of my dark side, I just accept my twisted ways and do as I please to take care of my cravings. My brutal ways never cease to even impress me. Or rather, the creative and torturous ways I think of to kill little whores. You can imagine that I’ve been planning this one for a while, consistently visiting the cornfield I planned to use for this cunt’s death. I use the scarecrow to lure them to peck at it, they wanted the food I put in it…the same thing they will do to her little pathetic body when I have her tied up and helpless like a fucking scarecrow so the birds will peck her to death. Mmm, her screams as I watch is going to be sure to be what makes me cum, or maybe it’s the blood…or maybe it’s because she is naked and I can see her smooth small body being torn apart…and she can’t do a damn thing. I love it. I fucking love it.

The Night Stalkers

snuff phone sexLiving a life of shame like I do makes me reluctant to share my dirty secret. I love being abused and treated like the worthless trash that I am. But something happened that was far worse than anything I’d ever experienced. While I slept off a drug binge, 5 men broke into my house. They took whatever they pleased until they found me sleeping. I awoke when the first one landed on top of me, ripping at my clothes and pinching my tits. I heard zippers coming down before I knew what was happening.  I screamed as a fist smashed into the side of my head and a knife was held to my throat. Cocks were coming at me from all around. My panties were ripped off and my ass and pussy were violated. Another cock was stuffed into my mouth as I struggled for air. The pain was so intense that I wanted to die. When the first four were done stuffing me with cock and filling me with cum, the fifth man laughed as he put a Walmart bag over my head and pulled it tight.

suffocation phone sex I struggled and fought as they cheered and he, too, pushed into my creampie pussy with his giant fuckstick. I tried to inhale but there was no air. My head pounded and my mind screamed as I sucked the bag into my mouth. He was moaning now, pumping me hard, as he got off on seeing me die. I guess even my dying pussy liked the pain because it convulsed with massive orgasmic waves, making me gush. I bucked hard against his cock as he rode what he believed to be my death thrash, to the end. I passed out from the lack of oxygen and the asphyxiation pleasure. They left me for dead on my bed. Lucky for me, one of my broken teeth had pierced the bag and given me just enough oxygen to survive. My body betrayed me that day and I know now exactly how warped I am. SO bring it on asshole, I can take it. Make me your dead whore.

Bondage Phone Sex with a Submissive Whore

bondage phone sex cassandraBondage phone sex with me means you get to tie me up and do anything with me you desire. I can’t fight you, not that I would if I could anyway. I love pain. I know I am deserving of whatever hurt you put on me. I met Alexander in a bondage club right after Christmas. As I was tied up and suspended from a rafter, he punched m repeatedly for being a worthless whore. He actually hit me so hard in the face that he broke my nose. I required emergency surgery to fix my shattered bridge. The emergency room doctor spoke to me about domestic abuse shelters fearing I was a victim. I am a victim, but not of domestic violence. I am a willing victim of the underground BDSM scene I explained to my surgeon. My doctor became quite intrigued with my lifestyle choice. Dr. Wilson has stayed in close contact with me post surgery. Earlier this week, I was released from his care and deemed completely healed. So last night I went back to the club where I met Alexander. Consider me a glutton for punishment. Alexander was there, but so was Dr. Wilson. They got in a bidding war over me, but my doctor won me for the night. I was both scared and aroused that the man who put my nose back together, may undo his own work. He tied me up with belts, made me crawl like a dog to him. His cock dangling in front of me like a carrot. When I reached him, he grabbed my hair, wrapped my long bleach blonde locks around his forearm and slammed me down on his shaft. “I made you pretty again whore; I can just as easily unpretty you too,” he seethed. I sucked his cock like my life depended on it, because it did. In this club, only BDSM games are supposed to occur. Sex is forbidden on the premises, but my doctor didn’t care about the rules. He wanted to force fuck me. I left the club with a prolapsed ass like an ass rape porn star, a spiral fracture and love in my heart for my doctor.

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I’ve come to love the teen rape porn life, come to accept that I am going to be used up and fucked no matter what I say or do. I know by now I deserve it, that I deserve to be treated this way, fucked this way. I am a nasty fucking slut, a total whore who needs to be treated like the ass rape porn whore I am. I need a gangbang to set my slutty ass straight. A bunch of brutal cocks violating my holes…they are ruthless with me. They want me to feel the pain, they want to be vicious with their fuck toy and there is nothing I can do but whimper and beg. Nothing I can do but be a pathetic little piece of ass. I should take their advice – they say sluts don’t think. Sluts like me at least…just a helpless little cunt. Please give me the fucking I deserve with all your friends, use me up over and over again…I don’t care.

Snuff Sex: Death by Cock

snuff sexSnuff sex by cock is a sexy thought. In reality, getting fucked to death is not as hot as it seems. Trust me. I know from experience. I answered an ad for a an underground porn. I have done hundreds of similar movies for quick easy money. Well, quick money. Nothing easy about any of the films I have made. This one seemed different, however. “Most be willing to be fucked to death,” I thought was a euphemism. You know, like death by chocolate. No one really dies like that. It is just a fun way to go in theory. When I arrived at the director’s home, I saw over 100 naked men waiting for me. Before I even got undressed, they were attacking me. The moment I walked into the house, I was pounced on like the director yelled “action.” My clothes were ripped off my body. Cocks forced in my mouth, ass and cunt many at a time. I was gagging, struggling to breathe, but no one cared. I was a hired whore in their eye. Hands quickly went around my neck, choking the life out of me. I blacked out from the lack of oxygen. Woke up still being fucked. I was slapped fully awake, just to be suffocated by cock. Numerous guys shoved their dicks down my throat while another pinched my nose so I could not breath. My throat filled up with piss and cum as I struggled for air. I was flailing about, trying to fight, but I blacked out. Woke up choking on cum like a passed out coed who consumed too much alcohol. I was tortured like this for hours. I would black out to be revived to be forced into unconsciousness again. I woke up the last time naked in a dumpster, apparently left for dead. I guess you can be fucked to death.

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Another Day Another Beating

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Yesterday was one of the worst beatings to date that I received from my husband. He just would not let go of the idea that I had someone in the house fucking them. Well someone was in the house I dare not tell him. He wouldn’t believe me that it was against my will and he’d probably just kill me. I woke up this morning covered in bruises and a huge gash nearly on my temple.The last thing I remember was seeing his fist coming towards my head. I must had passed out from that blow to the side of my head. When I woke up my pussy had a tear in it. The only thing I can guess is that he was ramming my old pussy with the barrel of his gun again. That or he found something else to shove up in me that was rather large or very rough because this split is terrible. Every time I urinate it is excruciating. I want to scream out. But I dare not at least not if he is home. He must have sodomized me while I was passed out because my backside is very sore to the touch and is bleeding as well. I literally have to change my panties mid way through the day because I soak them with blood. I know I should go to the doctor and get some stitches but that would only cause me more issues. I am going to just have to suck it up and roll with the punches literally.

Seeing Stars

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Went in to town today for a couple items and I noticed two younger men checking me out. I didn’t give them much attention I just wanted to get back home before my husband otherwise there would be hell to pay. I paid for my items and loaded them up in my car. I noticed these guys had to be in their mid 20’s maybe at the most in their early 30’s had followed me out of the store. One of them approached me and asked if I needed any help. I was polite yet firm telling them no thank you. One of them said to the other she’s a feisty old bitch isn’t she?

 I just got in my car locked the door and drove away. But that did not solve my problem. They followed me all the way home and pulled up right behind me. I figured I’d just move really quickly and make a run for it. Boy was I wrong. They forced their way in behind me and one of them grabbed me by my neck while the other stripped me of my clothes. Forcing me down all the while his hands were firmly wrapped around my neck they went on to have their way with me. At one point I started seeing spots I was being chocked so hard. I thought I was going to pass out but then he would let go only for a quick minute so that I could catch my breath. This went on what felt like hours. Luckily for them they made it out just minutes before my husband came home. He found me all messed up with my clothing off and instantly accused me of fucking someone. So after I took the beating from them young punks I took round two from my husband. Only he is a lot more forceful and left me with a busted lip and bloody nose.

Castration Phone Sex Grudge Fuck: Don’t Fuck with a Sadistic Bitch

castration phone sexYou ever grudge fuck? I did once and it was amazing. Amazing for me, not for him. Couple years ago, I was coming home from shopping. This asshat grabbed me in broad daylight. No one did a thing to help me either. He made me his captive for a weekend. I am not a victim. I got away, but I knew I would find him a again. I made it my mission in life to find him again. I am relentless, like a dog with a bone, when I want revenge. Thanks to the Internet, I finally found him again a few states away. This time the tables were turned. I hunted him like prey for days before I snatched him up in my car. Took him to a seedy motel no tell along the highway. Think Bates Motel . He was unapologetic. In fact, he was downright cocky. He thought I was back for some dick. I let him delude himself that I was back after two fucking years just for his tiny little sorry ass excuse for a dick. Really? Some dudes are so fucking stupid, it is amazing they remember how to breathe. I indulged his grandiose thoughts. Not because there was any truth in them, but because it would give me an edge. Give me the upper hand. When he told me to suck his dick like a good bitch, I showed him who the bitch was with a razor blade in my mouth. I cut his dick all the fuck up. He was crying like a bitch, when I punched him in the face. Tied him up, then informed him he didn’t have anything to offer a woman, which is why he force fucks chicks. A real man doesn’t have to force a chick because the ladies flock to him. Men with little clit sticks are not men. I cut his cock off, gave him a real clit. Just left a little nub. Well, littler than before. Left him in a pool of blood crying like a sissy bitch. I spit in his face and called 911 as I was leaving. I didn’t want to kill him. He needed to live the rest of his life as a dickless loser. Fuck with me, and I will fuck back tenfold.

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