Master has been into using me to make money these lonely days in the basement. He met a snuff porn producer and has decided to do some mild pussy trauma films. This means hours of torture to any and every part of my body till he says stop. This leaves me helpless and afraid. Master may love to hate me and at times it gets just awful but I know that he is not going to take my life. He enjoys the things he does to me and sees death as an easy way out. That being said these monsters he allows to have the pleasure of ravaging my body do not stop. They will choke me till I pass out and I will wake up to a flat iron clamping my nipples. Master always let me know that everything is okay after every film. He allows me to suckle from his life-force and feed me his sperm. If it was not for the power of his protein pack substance I would have been dead a while ago. Now I wish for it, no matter how sad Master would be to have to find another sex slave. My body used to be for Master’s pleasure and has now become a fuck factory for anything from gangbangs to knife in my pussy. There is nothing worse than feeling your pussy get ripped open by a knife that is filling it. At least Master cares for me enough to sew me back up. I love him so much. I hope he will fill my cunt with his beautiful rod again.
Category: Roleplay phone sex
Daycare Fun
I pass the time at the daycare just fantasizing about getting alone with the twenty or so little shits I have to watch every day. I just want to string them all together from the roof, Making a ladder of young naked bodies and turn them into a waterfall of blood after I gut them open. I can see a Christmas tree of their guts dangling from the ceiling but there’s no way I’d get away with slaughtering an entire school house of them, So I just wait for the individual jobs I get from unlucky parents in desperate need of someone to watch their shitty little ones while they go out and be fucking irresponsible like they always want to do. Giving the job to someone they don’t even know. So I just have to go to the bathroom during breaks and rub my wet cunt while thinking about it instead of actually doing it. What a disappointment.
Torture phone sex with Morticia
Have you ever seen a woman give birth? I always thought her fat belly would just go away right after the little shit came out of her. I watched a whore give birth last week and it had me thinking. What would happen to a cunt if the shit bag was pushed back inside. I knew I would need a very big woman and a not so big man. I had the perfect couple in mind. Keri was 32 and she was house bound. Her freaky husband was 38, a shy little man he weighed maybe 130 and 5 foot 4. He loved big fat pussy. Something about a fat woman made his cock drip. That is why Keri weighed over 500 pounds.
This was way too easy. After Her loser of a husband left I walked into the house. She was fast asleep in her fat fucking bed. I was very happy to see that they had a lift in her room. They probably used it for all sorts of creepy shit. As I was strapping her up in it she started to wake up. I giggled as she tried to get away from me. She couldn’t even lift her fat fucking legs. I got her up in the lift and decide to see how big her pussy was. I stuck my fingers into her fat smelly cunt. I was able to stick 4 fingers in there without lube. I grabbed the biggest thing next to me and that was a soda can. I didn’t lube it, I shoved it up there thinking I’d hear her scream. This fat cunt asked me what I was doing! She couldn’t feel anything.. Oh but she would and soon.
When her husband walked into the door he got a welcoming home like he never had before. I smacked him in the back of the head with a frying pan. knocked his wimpy ass out. I tied him up and placed him in the right spot. I think the smell is what woke him up. He was right under her big fat body. I started to lower her down on to his head. Listening to both their screams made my pussy wet. I grabbed a hair brush and started to fuck myself and I shoved this mans head into the pussy he loved so much.
Finding My Way Into A XXX Snuff Porn
I received the phone call to show up at an auction from one of my long time friends. I was so very excited because buying nice shit from auctions is one of my personal passions. Always the slut I dressed for the occasion. You never know when you might meet a guy who wants to take you home and use you the way a woman should be used. That means, left bruised, battered, fucked raw and then tossed away like the trash she is.
I arrived and it wasn’t at an auction house, it was a regular house. This through me so I phoned my friend and asked him for the address again. He told to just get my stupid blonde ass in the house. I hung up and walked up to the door. Before I could even ring the bell the door opened, I was grabbed and yanked inside. There were many men inside and three other girls. Not dressed as white trash as me, but still there.
I asked my friend what was going on, he told me to shut up and just go stand with the others. One by one we were taken downstairs and were told to walk around the tables where the majority of the men were seated. We were also instructed to not say a word. The first girl only made it to the third table when she started to cry. Then she became hysterical and tried to run. She was quickly grabbed and taken into another room. I can still hear her screaming in my mind.
The second girl didn’t make that mistake, she made her way around the room then had pictures taken of her. It was my turn, I still didn’t know what the fuck was going on, but I knew better then to say anything. I walked from table to table, it was then that I noticed that each man had an ipad in front of them along with an auction paddle. I wasn’t going to an auction, I was IN the auction! I became excited!
After another hour or so we were all brought back into the room and we each went with a group of different men. I was taken into one of the upstairs bedrooms that was completely covered in heavy plastic. The first man came in wearing a hood, then the second and so on and so forth. I was violated in every way possible. I didn’t care why they were doing what they were doing, I was enjoying it. Then I heard a gun shot from somewhere else in the house. I immediately froze. One of the men grabbed me and forced my mouth back down onto his bulging cock. He pulled my hair back and said, “What’s the matter cunt? Haven’t you ever heard of XXX Snuff Porn??”
Sadistic phone sex
I thought this was a dream, I thought pinching myself would wake me up. I’m in a dark wet room. I am hiding from the beast. After he threw me against the wall I felt my left arm break. I ripped the bottom of my shirt off to make a sort of sling on for it. I don’t know how I got here. The last thing I remember is playing that stupid scary game with my brother. I don’t remember going to bed, but I can’t wake from this nightmare.
I keep running but its not working Those things keep finding me. I feel something inside me moving. I don’t know what it is. I’m getting flash backs to this big bug holding me down. Then a bunch of men fucking me. They all shot their dirty demons loads into my pussy. I think they wanted me to get pregnant. I am pregnant with bugs.. or evil demon babies. Oh god. I hear someone.. its coming closer. I’m trying to be quiet, I am hiding in this small cabinet, praying to god to save me. The doors are ripped off and I feel claws and hands pulling me out. “There is no god. You are in hell bitch.”
Taking Up Space
I love abandoned hospitals and asylums. I hate new ones. Although there is a lot of heart ache, pain, agony, and death in them, I think people should just fucking die if they are sick. Why hang on and drive up the cost of everything for those of us whom are healthy, just die already you fucktards.
I think instead of hospitals humans should do the decent thing and just turn themselves over to be eliminated. Just think of how wonderful the world would be if we just killed the sick, cull the heard of the dying so to speak. Health Insurance would come way down, maybe even go away all together. Over population wouldn’t be an issue, because…killing. Think of the businesses that would crop up, it would be like going home in that movie Soylent Green but without the biscuits.
What I would love to do is get an abandoned asylum and just push those fuckers inside. No food, no water, no care. Just let them fend for themselves until they just give up the ghost. Of course it wouldn’t just be them roaming around complaining that they are hungry. Hell no, what fun would that be…for me. I think once a month we would have a hunt. You know, big money, sick minds, and booze. Sounds like a party to me.
Can you imagine paying money to kill someone? And it would be totally legal. Happiness! I know this all sounds a lot like “The Purge” but it wouldn’t be, if you cannot pay the funds then you do not get to slaughter, plain and simple. To make it even more fun and deviant, I think that if there was someone who could actually conjure demons to play with the guests would be great too. Oh, and to make even more money for myself, there could be some sort of reality show about the whole thing.
What do you think of my idea? The wheels in my head are spinning and I’m getting giddy just thinking about it! VIVA LA TORTURE in all forms!
Dick Eaters
Castration phone sex is something I am interested in. Something about taking a mans power away from him turns me on and makes me wetter than the ocean. Every time I get my goodies delivered my dope boy still reminds me of the time I bit his dick. I’m surprised he still brings me my dope. He always rubs up on me and thinks he could force his dick in my pussy. Since I have a dirty secret that I love to hurt people and he wants to dive into my cunt with his big black cock. I wonder what his big bloody cock would taste like next to mashed potatoes. Id like to grill up his cock in-front of him and have him eat a piece of it. Oh Id love to watch him eat his cock the same way he would try to slam his cock in my mouth. Id love to tease him and make him think he is gonna get off. That he would get to fuck this pussy. Nope, he would eat his own cock.
My New Ass Master
I have a new ass master. That is what he calls himself. He wants nothing to do with my pussy. According to him, good women, the kind you marry, get fucked in the pussy; but dirty worthless whores like me only get fucked in the ass. It is not about my pleasure, but about the pleasure of my masters. It feels like master is training me for the anal Olympics. He fucks my ass for hours. He is relentless. The objective is to ruin my whore ass; make it gape open so everyone will know what a filthy fuck pig I am. Once my ass is open so wide he can slide his fist in and out of my cavity without touching skin, he pisses into me. Not just him, but all his friends. It’s a circle jerk of sorts only instead of spraying me with cum, they piss into my asshole.
After a dozen or so men have peed into my anal fuck hole, he shoves a butt plug in my ass and forces me to hold it in for hours. It feels like my ass is drowning in piss. If I leak any out on the floor I get kicked so hard I puke. Eventually, master lets me shit out the piss in my ass into a pitcher. I then have to drink every last drop. If I spill, they all piss into my ass again. It’s degrading to drink my own pee. Can you imagine how humiliating it is to drink strangers’ piss that has been in your dirty ass for hours? According to my ass master, I am worthy of the upmost form of humiliation. For I am a special breed of worthless trash. I know you agree.
Ass Rape Porn: The Things I Do for Drugs
I owed my drug dealer quite a lot of money. In fact, he cut me off until I could settle the score. I had no money. I had already sold everything I could for my next fix. I pleaded with him just to give me a little more until I could figure something out. “You have not sold everything Blair,” he said giving me that look. He suggested I make a little ass rape porn with him. He would wipe my debt clean and give me an eight ball. “Deal,” I said, even though I was a little nervous about what exactly ass rape porn meant.
I soon found out. He took me to this dingy basement studio where he makes underground porn. Nothing vanilla about his movies. He caters to the darker, more perverse fantasies. According to him, women who get anally tortured is a huge market generating lots of capital. I’m a coke whore, but he insisted on shooting me up with some smack to relax me. I refused, but he insisted. I had no choice; he shoved a needle in my arm. Bam, just like that I was relaxed. Perfect timing since he showed me all the things that would be rammed up my ass for his sick little movie.
But before he had his sadistic bitch of an assistant start violating my ass, she spread my cunt wide and started fisting it. Got her entire arm up my pussy. So deep inside me I thought she was going to yank my uterus out. The smack helped dull the pain, but I could still feel immense pressure, and blood. Warm blood trickling down my thigh, or maybe it was piss. She went right from my fisting my cunt to fisting my ass. No lube, just my pussy lather and piss to insert her arm up my back door. When she pulled out, I knew it was shit coated. She shoved it in my mouth and made me suck her f clean. I gagged.
After that it was a series of objects up my ass. A baseball bat; wine bottle; speculum; a barbell; various huge vegetables and dildos; but the worse was the meat hook. That was saved for last. She shove a meat hook in my asshole and hoisted me up in the air screaming like a slaughtered pig. While suspended, she whipped my ass with a cat o nine tails. My skin started to separate from my ass, blood oozed from my wounds. I was crying from the pain, begging for more smack. The only smack I got was across my face. For hours my ass was tortured with objects not meant for anal penetration. By the time it was over, my ass was a bloody mess. In fact my asshole was inside out. Looked like a deformed rose.
I was released from the hook into a pile of my own piss, bile, blood and vomit. My dealer said, “Good whore,” and tossed me a 8 ball, but I begged for more heroin. Guess we can add junkie to my list of titles.
Killer Phone Sex with Snuff Slut Toni
Disgusting perverts with nasty minds are always fun to talk to. Thankfully, tonight I got to talk to one. An actual sex offender too! Just my type. There’s nothing I like more than a filthy and creative mind and he definitely had one.
Getting on the registry didn’t cure him of anything and I’m glad because he wouldn’t be as much fun to talk to if it did. All it did was “feed the demon” just like he said. Listening to all those stories in the therapy he was forced to go to only gave him ideas, most of which he’d never had before. I would have loved to be in that room, I’m actually jealous that I wasn’t!
Later he told me about sneaking into his sister’s room like a naughty little boy when he was a brat. He wasn’t doing this to check on them either, his intentions were never innocent when he crept into their room. Once he was inside he would take his hard, throbbing cock out and press against his sister’s face. Sometimes, even trying to force it between their lips.
Then, finally we started talking about all the twisted things I’ve done. I could hear him breathing heavy, I could tell how much he loved it. I told him about all the little throats I slit, and all the little sluts I’ve tortured. What really sent him over the edge was when I told him about how I popped this one little whore’s eyeball with a spoon and watched her get skull fucked by a big fat cock. It was so hot that he came before I talk about how her brains poured out around that guy’s cock. Maybe another time.