The smell of leather that has been soaked in sweat is one of my favorite smells. It is an aphrodisiac that sends jolts of pleasure through my body making my nipples hard and my cunt nice and juicy. Watching while the terror sets in and the struggle to be free begins drives me absolutely crazy with lust. I love to taunt my captive by rubbing my body all over them as they struggle against the restraints. The thrill of the fresh struggle that is in genuine earnest gets my blood boiling. My pleasure increases as the fight in my captive subsides and I can see the resignation in their eyes. Inevitably I spew hot cum all over their weak and tiered body before continuing on to the next step in sexual gratification. Recently I have been visiting a sister site of ours: https://submissivewhore.com/ delighting in the adventures of these weak and timid whores. Right now I am enjoying stalking the site but soon I will make one of the delicious creatures my own and she will experience submission and bondage like she never has before!
Category: Sadistic phone sex
Bondage Pleasure
Fucked up and beat down.
“Tell me what you’re good for.” you demanded, twisting my tit. “Owww, I’m good for nothing.” I sobbed. “That’s right, whore.” he cackled, punching me in the mouth. Blood spurted from my lip and I felt a tooth loosen. He pulled out his cock and rammed it between my broken lips. He was grunting. It only took several strokes for him to blow his load, mixing with the blood. I tried desperately to swallow. But he kicked me right in the chest, breaking my ribs. I puked the bloody froth down the front of my dress. That seemed to inflame him more and his cock began to rise again. “On your knees, bitch.” he growled. I felt something touch my asshole and I knew it wasn’t flesh. He had the neck of my wine bottle and forced it deep into my rectum. I screamed with the pain as he banged me hard with the empty bottle, stroking his shaft. Just as he was ready to come, he pulled the bottle out of my ass and shot his load in it.
“Here’s your cum cocktail, you druggy whore. Drink it.” I gulped his load from the bottle, trying to get that last drop. I knew he would punish me if I failed.
“Good little whore.” he rasped. Now let’s do a line and start Lesson 2.” I snorted hard, trying to get enough drugs in me to take the pain that I knew was coming. Stay tuned for the next episode….as he brought out nipple clamps and a scalpel….
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Kinky Ass Murder Spree
I feel like going on a murder spree today just for the hell of it. What do you say do you want to join me? I’m going to wait outside the club as it’s letting out. All those drunk men and women stumbling around blindly trying to make their way to their waiting car or flag down a taxi. They’re ripe for the picking. Let’s grab a couple and throw them in the back of the van. Then we can drive out of the woods and practice different ways to torture them and make them bleed out. I have such a beautiful assortment of knives to cut into their flesh and watch the lovely puddles of blood growing beneath them. I want to use their blood like body paint and roll around in it with you as you fuck me. Maybe we can hack off a few limbs and leave their body parts strung up from the cabin ceiling. They do make the loveliest decorations. My cunt is so wet from offing all these innocent losers. I want you to have the most intense orgasm of your life as you help me kill victim after victim. Let’s go on a massive murder fuck spree and leave a wave of carnage behind us.
Bring the Pain
I knew what I was getting into – or at least I thought I did. I sought out this weekend as a way to satisfy my need for being abused and hurt. The pain is the only thing that brings me any lust. I need to feel worthless and used and the physical pain is even better. I traded myself in for some useless money – money doesn’t do anything for me. Now I am here and let myself be tied up. I think I might be in over my head as I hear all the voices coming from the other room. I know I have to survive 48 hours at the hands of you and all your “friends”.
I can hear clinking glasses and smell smoke that I know doesn’t come from cigarettes. I look around as the men start pouring in the room. You are nowhere to be seen. But next to me on the floor are blood stains. Some old and some new. And they are huge. What in the hell is going on? I didn’t plan on bleeding, Ijust wanted some nice rough fucking to get myself off and feel like the piece of shit slutbag I am. Some of the men start jerking off over my body and I begin to panic when they start speaking languages I don’t understand. Who are these men and how did they find you?
Finally you come in the room and I look at you helplessly asking you who these people are and what is going to happen to me. You are simply counting a wad of money in your hands and smiling. You begin talking to the men in their own languages and not until you get to english do I understand what I sold myself to: these men get to kill me and no one will ever know. several of them grab me and I can feel their cocks digging deep inside my pussy and ass with no mercy. Hands around my neck and hands beating me and squeezing my tits. I am choked nearly unconscious but then allowed to breathe. They are beating me so hard my bones are fracturing, and all the while fucking me in every hole. I didn’t plan to die tonight, but what a way to go….
Snuff Porn Fun with Crack Whores
Friday night festivities are under way. I’ll be grabbing one of the boys to be my accomplice phone sex assistance in rounding up a snuff porn victim or three. Crack whores are the easiest target and least likely to be missed or they are already writen off as dead. Who in their right mind will miss a filthy druggy crack whore? For fucking real, the bitch could care a rats ass for herself so who fucking cares!
My boys in the lab have my bait ready to grab a few for the snuff film tonight. You see we always need a couple extra victims as they are crack whores. You never can tell just how bad things will go before finishing the film so we need more than one disposable body. I love hunting for the perfectly degraded piece of trash to make some of the most gruesome little films. Some nights we get lucky and achieve full use of each victim.
This round I am going to lure in a male counterpart for fucking the crack whore to death and we’ll even fucking snuff his ass after my gang gangbangs his fuckless ass. We will get fucking filthy and feel free to call me up for a preview as I verbally exploit the hell out you.
All For Daddy
I do everything with daddy! No matter what he wants to do I am there to help! Daddy loves when I am his little accomplice the most though, I can see how happy he is when I help him. And I love it too because daddy always rewards me for helping with a really good fucking, so it is always worth it. This time daddy wanted help getting a slut for us to fuck, and I already knew a few so that made this job one of the easier ones. I picked one of the dykes I know and invited them to a huge party at our summer cabin, I forgot to mention that the only huge thing there was what was in daddies pants! She came out that night and I was already in daddies favorite slutty little outfit, and as you can imagine she was very surprised, but no worries! I pulled her inside and started making out with her, she had obviously liked me for awhile, silly girl thought I brought her here for me. Daddy was not there yet so she took me to the couch and started flicking my clit with her tongue, daddy walked in but she was to busy to notice, I wrapped my legs around her head so that she couldn’t run. I played with my nipples and in no time daddies cock was hard, he came up behind her lifted her skirt and rammed it in her, she tried to scream and get away but I would not let her. Daddy fucked every hole she had until she bled and then I made her eat my cum. We left her on the couch while daddy gave me my reward by giving me the best fucking a girl could ask for.
Fantasy Phone Sex Evil Threesome
What are your fantasy phone sex desires? I often fantasize about hooking up with a dominant couple. I love the thought of being the beta bitch to an alpha couple. So, I decided to make my fantasy a reality. Last weekend, I traveled to a different city to check out a new BDSM club there and hooked up with Tim and Rae. He was handsome and rugged; she was gorgeous and statuesque. Both were sadistically dominant. It wasn’t double my pleasure. It was double my pain. The moment we entered a VIP room, it was clear that Rae was the top alpha dog in the couple. She ordered her husband to piss down my throat. While I was savoring his piss in my mouth like fine champagne, she was making ass rape porn with my butt. First, she fucked me with a spiked strap-on. Then I got a glass butt plug shoved up my ass, which I had to clench for 20 minutes while I gargled her husband’s urine in my mouth. Once I swallowed his golden nectar, she shoved a broom handle up my ass so far, I swear I could feel it in my throat.
My ass was owned by this bitch. Her husband was skull fucking me while she sodomized my ass with an assortment of objects not meant for the anus. My moans, my screams only turned her on more. At one point however, my screams got too loud and she shoved the glass butt plug that had been in my ass in my mouth like a pacifier. I sucked my own shit and blood off it, which made me sick. I had asked for this fantasy. It was not at all sensual like I thought it would be. She would not let a “dirty tramp” lick her pussy or ass. I was not worthy of her goddess holes. All I got was piss, shit and pain. After she was done shredding my once pretty pink puckered asshole, she sat on my face and not only pissed down my throat, but forced me to eat her shit. Her husband was so turned on watching her violate me like that, he came all over me.
I left the club looking like a human toilet; smelling worse; feeling like death. Be careful what you fantasize about.
Do you want to die?
I bet it would make your little wanna-be dick hard to know what turns me on, I am sexy so everyone tries to have a some type of thing with me. It is nasty. What turns me on is making them think I will fuck them, then draining every single one of them of all of the blood they have out of their pathetic bodies. I do not care who it is, all blood is the same color, everyone cries out in pain the same way and that is one of the only things that turns me on. Mostly, I kill whores, sluts, nasty bitches. That does not mean that the pathetic dick wads get any special attention or slide by me. I love torturing them to the death too. I am any assholes worst nightmare. I will give you a shot that paralyzes you from the neck down so all that your pathetic ass can do is watch scream and cry, just to motivate me a little more – I will make sure that you can still feel everything I do to your body before I drag your nasty sweaty balls across a cheese grater and watch as it slowly rips of your skin and the blood begins to flow, that just gives me chills. Then I will cut the tip of your itty bitty penis off and watch the blood spray out of it, I know you will be crying and screaming and just making me that much wetter. I am going to make your pathetic ass sit there with the tip of your dick in your mouth with blood still dripping while I go back to dragging the grader over the raw skin of your balls and putting all the skin that comes off in your mouth. Or maybe you don’t want me to torture you, you had someone else in mind? I’ll do anything… as long as someone is getting hurt.
Sniveling Little Shit
One thing that I cannot at all tolerate is when men do not act like men. Weak men disgust me to no end. I mention this because one such weakling decided to spend some time with me. I could tell by the first hello I was talking to a sub-par male. Usually the men who contact me are Strong, Fully Masculine, they are not weak in the slightest. I was a bit surprised actually.
It was almost comical how he tried to tell me that he was a Dom. For heaven sake, no Dom’s voice cracks, nor do they whimper when spoken to sternly. The are Powerful in both action and voice. I actually laughed, and when I did the whining started. “Stop laughing at me! STOP! “whimper whimper” please stop!” It went on and on. The more I laughed, the more his voice broke. I was rather comical.
I told him that he was nothing more than a sniveling little shit. He called me a Bitch. Like it would hurt my feelings. Sorry love, it didn’t hurt my feelings at all. Not in the least. When he did I thought perhaps a miracle happened and his balls finally dropped. However, when he heard that I was not offended or angry for the word him called me he went right back to the meek voice.
Doesn’t it make you ill when you hear of someone saying they are a Dominant and yet they are not? If I were a man it would piss me off, those like that make all males look bad.
Even with all the begging, whining, and cracking voice I did have fun. Perhaps next time he chooses to spend time with me pretending to be dominant I should take his ball sack from him. After all it isn’t like he uses it.
Black Gangbang for Drugs
I just needed a fix. Who knew I’d get into so much trouble. My main man is a big black dude. When I got there to pick up my shit, he wasn’t home but there were several young bucks hanging out. They were the wanna-be gangsta type with the saggy pants. I guess they had never seen a blonde with big tits before cause they got all excited. “Come on in, girl. We gotcha some good shit here.” They were smoking some laced crack and I could barely wait to get some. One big hit and I was fucked up. Seriously. The next thing I know I was on the floor sucking nigger cock. Big thick blacksnake that was making me choke. They were forcing it down my throat fast n hard. I heard myself begging. “Fuck me, you nigger piece of shit.” My panties were yanked down and I was filled with the biggest cock I had ever taken. I felt my cunt stretch to the max and I screamed. He was jack-hammering my puss with animal grunts. I felt his giant fuckstick explode inside of me. His smaller friend took his place, fucking my squishy cream pie. It only took him three strokes and he was cumming hard.
We took a short break, drank a cold beer and fucked some more. My dealer never did make it home and neither did I. I spent the night being reamed out by my black cock boyfriends and got all my drugs for free. Hell, yeah. Young cock and crack too. What more could a slutty girl want?



















