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Tortured and raped by Terry

I wandering down some road, my thumb out for a ride to somewhere… Anywhere really. I didn’t care. I was out to explore. I’d had a few cars pass me by when I finally got lucky and one pulled over for me. Climbing in I was happy to see it was a woman. She looked decent enough and I was just glad it was not some creepy old dude. We chatted along the way, she told me her name was Terry. It was a nice ride and she invited me to stay with her and a friend for the night. I thought well why the hell not.  Taboo phone sex

She took me to this nice looking place that was down a long road into the woods. And he introduced me to a guy friend of hers. We ate and chatted. They were super nice. After dinner they brought out some drinks and a few drugs. By night fall I was a bit wasted and high, so when their moods changed, I didn’t notice at first. They said they wanted to show me something, so I followed them down into the basement.

 

It was there I learned their real intentions as they got me to lay down on an old bed and they strapped me too it. As they removed my clothes, I thought it was just going to become a sex thing. Well.. just not sex for me. Spread eagle and strapped down, the man came to me. He fucked me while Terry was messing with some kind of bag of tools. When she came back, she had something in a pocket and a knife in her hand.

 

“Let’s give you something warmer and wetter to fuck.” she told the man and then she shoved the knife right into my thigh. I screamed with pain, which seemed to delight the man as he moved from fucking my pussy, to slipping his cock into the hole Terry had made him. It hurt so fucking much. While I screamed, Terry came to me and held my head down as she grabbed the pliers she’d put in her pocket. “Isn’t this so much fun!” she said with a happy smile on her face. “I love new friends.” And then she put the pliers in my mouth, gripping a tooth and with some twisting, yanking and pulling, she started ripping my teeth from my skull, one by one.  “Can’t have you biting anyone now, can we?” Her eyes were alight with such joy.

 

All night she kept making new holes from the guy to fuck while rubbing her wet cunt all over my bleeding mouth. What kind of hell have I gotten myself into?Evil phone sex

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I’m the one that will get the ass rape porn so tortured and true. You record everything as you set me up to cause my own demise. You ask me to find a sweet thing for you to play with and offer no specifics. I find out you are playing a game of Russian Roulette with me. My choice becomes dependent upon whether I am safe or if I will be tortured, raped and snuffed out. And the girl? Well she will likely be lucky or severely unlucky.

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So in my blind moment of choosing the correct co-victim for this abductors game I return with one so innocent and sweet. I feel I did a great job in choosing after all he must desire such innocence… right? I was greatly mistaken. He handed me a hunting knife and demanded that I slit her throat. I was shaking as I had no idea what my own outcome would be. Before I slit her throat he had me strip her and hold her face down in my cunt. He had planned on smothering her face in my pussy as he started to penetrate her. As he was pushing inside her he commanded me to slit the little bitches throat. 

As the victim’s body started convulsing he was orgasming with such intensity I feared what was to come…

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Who doesn’t love a bit of Chinese?

Cannibalism phone sexThe heat in the room was stifling, but it was only hints to what was so come. I was watching him at work, the master chef. He was at home in this room. Upon the large cutting board table lay a lovely little asian teen. Her skin was fair, her body small and her face pretty. She’d been hog tied and the man was slowly picking through his spice rack and fresh herbs. His strong thin hands seemed to caress over the dried spices, as if waiting for the right ones to cry out to him. “Let’s see here..” he said softly, mostly to himself I think. “Garlic, Onion, and a touch of Ginger… Ginger is perfect when making something Oriental.” He glanced over his shoulder at her and smiled. I noticed him pulling out a bottle of soy sauce and some rice vinegar. Turning back to the girl, he poured a little soy sauce onto her legs and ass, then gently he started rubbing it into her skin. “We must work the flavors into the flesh and that will help you taste so much sweeter my dear.” he cooed almost lovingly to her. “And once I have you all roasted, you make for some amazing stir-fry.” he liked one of his fingers before pour on more soy sauce, then a few drops of rice vinegar and then he started sprinkling on coats of the dried herbs with a touch of brown sugar.

Stepping back, he admired her for a moment. The cute girl now smothered and primed with flavors. Pulling on a rope beside the table, she was hauled up off the table. I could hear her crying. Big heavy sobs that were stopped by the orange that was forced into her mouth. He slowly tipped her so her face was aimed at the ground and my eyes widened as he slipped another full bottle of soy sauce right into her pussy. I swallowed hard as you could see the slight movement in the glass bottle as its contents were being emptied into her. As it drained, he was moving her towards what looked like a huge pressure cooker. He gently lowered her in and before she vanished inside of it, he reached in and pulled the now empty bottle out. “Sweet dreams dear.” he said before releasing the chains that bound her from the ropes he was using to move her. His smile grew as he lowered the lid and sealed it tight. “Who doesn’t love a bit of Chinese…” he whispered as he set the temperature and the timer.

Then he turned and his eyes were on me. “Now you lovely thing, you are not Chinese… No. You are full blooded American! You know what that means? Barbeque.” He licked his lips as he looked me up and down from where I hung from the ceiling. My hands and ankles bound in chains. He had an apple shoved so hard into my mouth it hurt to try and bite down on it. As he moved to me, he grabbed up a bowl from the table. In it was nothing but warmed butter and a little salt. Dripping a hand in, he reached out and started rubbing it onto my skin. So warm and slick, I tried not to moan as he gripped and squeezed my large tits but I couldn’t stop. “Such a fine piece of meat you are..” he murmured as he grabbed more and kept working it all over me. Once I was all buttered, he went back to his herbs and spices table, mixing up a batch of homemade barbeque sauce. He was so focused on his task, pouring in the tomato sauce, a bit of water, apple cider vinegar, brown sugar, some pepper, ground mustard and lemon juice. He was about to add the Worcestershire sauce when I started yelling and shaking my head. He looked my way and frowned as it was clear I was trying to say something.  

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Coming over to me, he pulled the apple out with a sudden jerk. I gasped and groaned as I moved my sore jaw. “Tabasco..” I moaned out. His brows came together.

“What?” he asked.

“Tabasco sauce… If you’re going to barbecue me I won’t have it done with such a weak sauce. It’s gotta have a kick to it.. Like me.” I said. I know it was stupid to help him, but damn it if I was going to be cooked and eaten, then I better well be cooked just right.

A smile started tugging at the corners of his lips, like my request was not what he was expecting. But he shoved the apple back in and turned away.

“Fine, Tabasco it is.” He went back to finishing it up. IT was almost a hypnotic process when he came to me and started brushing on the sticky sauce. I knew what was coming and I was afraid, my heart started pounding in my chest as he started moving me. I could feel the heat rising and then I was being lowered. The first contact I had with the hot grill was blinding white pain and then more as I was fully laid out over the hot coals. The pain was making me pass out, but the last thought I had was, Damn… I smell yummy…

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You Want a Taste of Evil?

Get a taste of Evil when you cross my path bitch. You think you’re a bad ass mother fucker? Ha, I guarantee you are of no match for this evil genius. That’s right bitch boy your ass is going to be grass if you even think about fucking with me.

You see a hot fucking cheerleader when you look at me and hold the idea that I am for your amusement and use. HA! Think again mother fucker! I am not some bubble gum tramp in a short skirt baby. I am your worst fucking nightmare, and by the looks of it you will be experiencing me real soon.

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The room was dim, lit only by a single lantern light. I don’t recall just how long i’ve been trapped here but it’s starting to blend all together. Dirty and naked I was chained to a large stone block. The man in the room with me was eyeing me up and down. They had already violated me everywhere.. just what was he looking for? What more could they do to me? That’s where I was wrong. The man looked me in the eyes and put on a wicked grin. Coming towards me, he started stroking my face and making me move to my knees. I thought I was merely going to have to suck his cock. He pulled out his rock hard dick and started rubbing it over my face. Then he had me look up at him and before I could react, he shoved his cock right into my eye. The pain was unbelievable as he thrust his meat drill into my eye socket and pushed all the way in. Blood was pouring down my face as I screamed and screamed, he fucked my skull until I could no longer speak. I swear I could feel him shoving into gray matter and when he finally came, he let his cum fill my head. Blood, semen and more leaking out from the hole he’d made. I don’t know how I was still alive.. but I no longer had any control of my body.. Nothing was working right anymore. I was trapped in a living hell. Please some one.. end my life.. Mutilation phone sex

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gangbang rape pornThe other day I came home from school and was alone all day and night. I kept getting strange feelings that someone was watching me. I was in the kitchen making dinner when all of the sudden I heard my front door open. I quickly grabbed a kitchen knife and went to see who it was. There were five men all dressed in black just staring at me. I grabbed the knife thinking I was going to protect myself, but that easily went away when I froze in fear. They knew the knife in my hand was all a bluff as well. They approached me and no matter how much noise I made, it only made them happier. My clothes were ripped to shreds as they took turns pounding my pussy. I was sprawled out on my kitchen floor trying to get them off. Nothing seemed to work. I regret having the knife once in my hand, because it only turned into a fun torture tool for them. I was counting the seconds until they stopped. I woke up from being passed out. I am bloody and sore, I wonder why they left my alive, maybe they are not done with me?

The Gourmet’s Accomplice

accomplice phone sex I’d been watching the brunette for over a month. She was tall and muscular with a ponytail that bobbed when she ran. She should’ve known better than to run down by the swamps of Louisiana. It was a dangerous place, inhabited only by alligators, snakes, and drug dealers. I guess that little bottle of pepper spray that she carried gave her a false sense of security. Too bad that I would soon use it against her.
Rick and I had been friends for a while. We met at a gourmet cooking class in Baton Rouge. We discovered that we shared a taste for wild game and how to prepare it. It didn’t take long for him to share his special fetish with me. Rick had a craving for young, tender girl-flesh, cooked to a savory, smoky deliciousness on an open pit. And he had picked me to help him.
I eyed the brunette for a while, contemplating my move. She was young, firm, curvaceous, but slim. Her round bottom was evidence of her work-outs and she had a pair of tasty, muscular calves. She reminded me of one of the “perfect” girls in high school, the cute ones who wouldn’t give you the time of day. I hated her already. I could barely wait for our Barbie roast to begin.

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Rick waited in the car as the brunette swished past us. I fell in behind her, jogging at a leisurely pace. I was deciding to make my move when she bent to tie her shoe. I jumped on her, grabbing her pepper spray and giving it to her full-blast in her eyes. She screamed and I threw the burlap sack over her head, pulling the string tight. She fought me hard as I dragged her back to the car. We quickly stuffed her into the trunk and sped off, eager to begin our special feast.
Rickrick had this great commercial kitchen with oversized stainless steel appliances. His pantry was filled with every kind of seasoning and exotic spice. He even grew his own organic vegetables. He was more than stocked to prepare any type of cuisine. Today’s menu would be a feast of Cajun delights. cannibalism phone sex
I led her in and had her lie on the long steel table. It was more like a mortician’s slab than a table, really, in all of its sterile coldness. She was in shock and barely protested. I could smell her fear and it whetted my own appetite. I quickly snipped her clothes off with kitchen shears, revealing a Grade-A choice cut of flesh, all tanned and ready to roast. I ran my hands over her body and was pleased to find her pussy and legs freshly waxed. I would only need to shave her long locks.
Chef RickRick took over from there. He hung her head over the side of the table and quickly slit her throat, leaving her to bleed out into a washpan. Her heels drummed on the table as her lifeblood gushed from her. Her skin was deathly pale as her heart gave its final beat.
We had decided to just roast her whole in the indoor grill. I rubbed her body with coconut oil as he readied his special bourbon marinade. He began to snip off her toes and fingers for some Cajun-style chickenfoot soup. Next, he gutted her and gently pulled out her intestines for me to clean. I amused myself by looking at her poop to see what she had eaten. It looked like salad and cum!!! While I was doing that, Rickrick readied some rice and a piece of her liver to make some Cajun boudin. It’s a savory dish that is stuffed into intestine links. They would be returned to her carcass to simmer. He also placed her head into a pot of water to boil down into headcheese. Her lips, titty fat, and pussy lips would be deep fried into southern cracklings. Nothing would be wasted.
The grill was ready as we finished her seasoning. She looked very tasty, tightly trussed, under the coating of scallions, fresh garlic, cayenne pepper, and “Slap Ya Mama” Cajun seasoning. I had tucked a few garlic cloves and onions under each of her split breasts and her pussy was stuffed with large shelled shrimp. I’d also shoved carrots in her asshole to keep the juices from leaking out.  I could barely wait for the first bite. Neither could RickRick as his erect cock poked through his Chef’s apron. The final touch was a spurt of his “special sauce” for extra tenderness. Laissez les bons temps rouler.  (Let the good times roll!)

I poured us some wine as RickRick pulled her from the oven. She looked magnificent, all grilled to a toasty brown, crispy on the outside, moist on the inside. As he fed me the first bite, I almost orgasmed. It was so good. We both fell on the feast and fed like sharks in a feeding frenzy. Her fat dripped from our chins as we crammed chunks of girl-meat into our mouths. I was hooked.
Now I’m watching a fat chick who walks at the park. We plan to trap her and grind her into chili meat for the local chili cook-off. I’m sure our special recipe will win us the blue ribbon. Thank you, RickRick, for introducing me to the Joy of Cooking!!!

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The camera is rolling and I am here to make your film the success you want it to be. The cameraman knows he will get to fuck my dead body when its over, and it turns me on that he agreed to that form of payment. He knows my pussy will still be warm even though my body will be lifeless. You start by fucking me as if it were a normal film and not a snuff movie. I am dressed up, makeup done perfectly, and I am not even scared. I crave the sting of the blades to come and I have been groomed for months for this day.

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The weeks in your dungeon as you used the knives and pins and needles all over my body. Draining my blood to the point where I passed out. You had to find my limits. You had to find what would look good on your tape. You transfused the blood back in and brought me back to keep the experiment going and bring my tolerance to a level that your clients will eat up. Finally a girl that you can slit her legs from knee to pussy and simply smile back at you.

You begin with the blades and my sweet fresh red blood pours out. My nipples come off like a knife cutting through butter and they fall to the floor. I see the cameraman’s cock get hard because he knows it won’t be long now. I take a knife in my own hand and begin to poke it right in my gut. Not many girls can manage this move – you have been the best teacher. I start to choke on my own blood and it pours out of the corners of my mouth. No screaming, just smiling. The taste is glorious and you are so proud. I begin to feel dizzy and cold, and thats when you place the big blade by my left ear and swiftly pull it all the way to the right. My head falls back and you cum deep inside me. The camera stops rolling, and its his turn now.

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You bought me yesterday at that auction. What a bunch of sick fucks you all were. You laid us girls out like pieces of meat. We were stripped of our clothes and our legs spread one by one looking for the perfect pussy. You lined up and went down the row, shoving your fingers inside as you held each of our legs apart. Some of the assholes even tasted me like some sort of dinner buffet. The men standing by with guns made sure we did everything we were supposed to. After all, there was a lot of money at stake.

Girls for sale. Sex slaves to be bought for your darkest desires. Plucked off the street and hand picked by the best sellers. I felt the bright lights all over my body as my tits were groped and my ass slapped. The one guy even spit on me, just to see how I would react. I didn’t dare spit back. My heart was pounding as I was violated and I watched your eyes scan my body thinking of all your ass rape fantasies. You eventually picked me. I saw you pay the man, and then I was released from the row.

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I was tied up and you took me home – yours to keep for as long as I could satisfy you. You threw me in a room full of clothes that looked used. Some had blood on them and I knew my fate was sealed. You told me to put on something that showed off my sweet pink cunt. I chose black, as I figured that was the color of your soul. I left my pussy out – and got on my knees so you could see every sweet juicy inch of it. I felt your fingers slide inside me. Despite myself, I came all over your rough hand. You laughed and grabbed me by the neck and pulled me towards your throbbing cock. I took it all in my mouth, and from there you fucked my face until I passed out. I knew when I closed my eyes that when I opened them again you would still be there, using my body up for every dollar you paid.

Faded Hope

I couldn’t believe my luck. I had finally freed myself from my captors. First place I went was home.. Home sweet home. I showered for the first time in who knows how long and put on clean clothes. But that was then I learned that I had missed the death of my father. There was a note on the counter in the kitchen about his funeral. Putting on shoes, I headed out to the graveyard. It was just getting dark, but I needed to see it.. my father’s grave. The dirt in front of the new headstone was still dark a fresh. I felt the tears burning down my cheeks as I had missed the last days my father was living. He’d never know how his sweet girl had been taken and raped and tortured.

I was about to turn and head back when something hard hit me in the back of the head, sending me sprawling forward into the fresh churned earth. I groaned as I was seeing spots in my vision. Then I felt hands on me… their hands. My captors had found me. “Time to teach you a lesson my dear..” one of them laughed as they used a knife to cut away my clothing. They were not gentle as the blade sliced into flesh a few times.

My hands dug into the ground as they started forcing their cocks into me, one after the other they used my body. I screamed and clawed at the earth but no one way around. I only had the dead to hear me. Then one of them grabbed my hand and using a ground spike, he forced it through my hand. I cried and screamed, but he just went to the next. When he was done, I was pinned like an X above my father’s fresh grave. They beat me, used the knife to cut my soft flesh and as most of them jizzed on me one more time, the oldest slit my wrists. They left me cold and mostly naked, bleeding to death above my father. I was so happy when I felt the darkness taking me.Snuff phone sex