Sundays are for gangbang rape porn. For me, at least. While on quarantine, I am stuck under the same roof with my stepson. He is a bipolar sadist. I only ever see his bad side because he hates me. I am the reason his mother went off the deep end. Daddy left her for me. A hotter, kinkier, and younger model. When I started birthing boys with my husband his first-born son developed deep seated hatred for me. Now, that boy is an adult and can do much harm to me. He has been blackmailing me for years. My husband does not know I still do coke. I got out of control many years ago and almost bankrupted us. I would have lost everything even custody of my sons if I did not agree to be a good wife and mommy afterwards. I just had to get more creative with my coke habit. About 5 years ago, my stepson busted me, and I have been his ass rape porn slave ever since. Sundays, in the basement he violates my ass for hours while streaming it for money. He lost his job from the virus and my ass is his cash cow. I hate it. He gapes my ass. He shreds my ass. He makes my ass bleed. He does not care that I cry and scream. He does it all right under the nose of my husband. He used a baseball bat on my ass yesterday because one of his viewers paid extra to see it. He only paid $100. That was all my ass was worth. When the bat came back covered in blood and shit, he made me lick it clean. I cannot wait until this quarantine is over and he moves back to his own home. Every day I am on lock down with him could be my last.
Category: Snuff porn
Sundays are Gangbang Rape Porn Days
Just Hot Ass Rape Porn
I was called in to do an ass rape porn. They didn’t do the kind of porn that would appreciate my perfect barbie plastic persona. They wanted my ass and they wanted it in a bad way. I was drugged and dragged into their dungeon when I went to see about the porn film that they wanted actresses for. It was during the interview and the drink they offered me was laced with something. I was weak and passing out. I awoke to being chained over a saw horse with my ass aching and bleeding. They ripped my ass with all kinds of big cocks and liquor bottles. At one point they even used a broken necked wine bottle. That really ripped my cunt up and had it stinging and burning intensely. I was ruthless in my need to rub my cunt but I couldn’t I was chained. I cannot say whether being chained and unable to rub one out while I was being brutalized was making me scream more or if it was the sheer pain and blood loss. I wasn’t going to last long for this snuff sex porn shot. I was a relentless Barbie of brutality but I can’t stand it when I can’t get myself off due to restraints.
Torture Sex of My Boobs
I deserved torture sex. After all, I was put on this earth to please men. Master told me I needed to be a cock pleaser, not a cock teaser. Too many women just tease. I teased his friends. He had a poker game on quarantine. They just sat farther away from each other than usual. I had to wear a face mask. Nothing else. I wore high heels too. Of course, I would be a cock teaser. My big 38 DD’s were in their faces. My ass was too. Only Master’s cock was on my mind, however. His poker bodies smacked my ass, fingered my cunt, grabbed my tits, but I never touched them though. I thought that would get me punished or worse. Turns out not touching his poker pals got me beaten and tortured. Master wanted me to be a whore, but he never told me that. Since I cock teased his friends, he dragged me to the basement. He tied me up and tortured my boobs. Thick rope bound them; made them stick out like torpedoes. That is when he started punching them. I think he busted one of my saline bags. I yelled in pain like a wounded animal. I could see my boob all lopsided. They were turning purple. Master was hard as a rock as he bit my nipples and punched my fun bags. I passed a pain threshold I did not know I had. My boobs were hanging down and mishappen. I was in pain. All because I did not get master’s friends off. I think I was damned if I do, dammed if I don’t. Master just wanted to abuse me for shits and giggles. Torture phone sex is a sadistic man’s favorite way to pass time under quarantine. I will be lucky if I survive this.
Snuff Sex on My Mind
Snuff sex is always on my mind. Right now, however, it is on my mind even more. Stupid people are multiplying and spreading faster than this damn virus. I was at the store trying to get some damn toilet paper like everyone else. This stupid cunt had her cart full of what appeared to be all the toilet paper in the store. Others were asking for one package and she was giving flippant responses. She was a Paris Hilton looking skinny spoiled bitch. She screamed rich bitch entitled whore. No one would miss her. I watched her put her loot into her new Escalade. I followed her home. I needed to know where she lived. She lived in a mansion. She represents what is wrong with this world. Nothing I hate more than self-entitled cunts who think the world owes them and that they are better than the rest of us. She was likely rich from the labor of others. The sugar baby, gfe vacuous type who gets men to pay her way in life. I had to reel in my hatred for her. It was broad daylight and I did not want to kill her in her home. I decided to hunt her at night. A hot bitch like that would be going out. I waited. I stalked her. I prevented her from draining the pockets of a man like you. I ran her off the road, hit her on the head and took her to my cabin the woods. She had some choice words for me, but I dished it right back. I let her know it was too late to redeem herself. I told her she was dying because she is a self-entitled cunt. Then I stabbed her in the stomach and cut up to her sternum. It is painful, but a slow death. I played with her internal organs and stuck my hand through her cunt from the inside. She screamed in pain, which aroused me. I know, I am a sick bitch. She finally died. Quicker than I had hoped. There are more pretty cunts like her, so next time I will do better. Maybe you will join me?
You Are Not Safe
The world is full of evil, just most people are to blind to even notice it these days. They are desensitized. I look down at the pale brunette struggling to breathe at my feet. Oh, Master had fun with you. You really shouldn’t have trusted me, what kind of stranger just walks up to you and ask if you want to come over for snacks. I didn’t know you, and you have never seen me before. It’s why I picked you for Master’s easy prey. You thought it was a nice warm day out so you put on your cute flimsy work-up clothes that are not ripped and drenched in blood. Then you went for your run and ran into me. What made you trust me? Was it my hair? My “kind” eyes? I wish I could understand why the mind hasn’t properly developed warning systems when you meet evil. I guess it doesn’t matter now. I think Master plans on draining all of your blood and then he will fuck me in a pool of it. Turns out your great day was actually my great day. Goodnight silly girl.
Ass Rape Porn Streaming Star
I was an ass rape porn star last night. My stepson made me stream for this BDSM anal station to get some coke. I figured it would be him fucking my ass. Maybe, he would have some friends over. It was not like that at all. In fact, his cock never touched me during the live stream. This site was for hardcore anal torture with objects. Items not designed for the ass. My stepson has stock in this company, and it is taking off. He said I was a natural for anal torture. He was right. I have taken numerous anal beatings over the years. And I needed coke. With the state of the nation on quarantine, getting coke is harder. My stepson is a dealer and always has plenty to trade. This may be my new normal. He let me do a line first, then he strapped me down on a table. My legs were pinned to my chest. I was in a beach ball position. Not comfortable, but that was nothing compared to what came next. He had a big double headed fuck machine that he put in my ass. Both heads. No lube. Turbo speed. My body was coming off the table. I was squirting from my pussy. Not sure if I was pissing or squirting but fluid like that had never come out of any hole of mine before. He did that to me for over an hour. I felt dehydrated. I thought when he pulled it out, I was done being this torture sex experiment. He replaced the machine with his foot in my ass and his fist in my cunt. I could feel his hand in my belly. He picked me up like a puppet. I never had an entire foot in either hole. I screamed. I was so relived when he was done streaming. He got so hot torturing me for his stream that he had to fuck me just for fun. I got my coke, but I got an ER visit too.
Strangulation Phone Sex Therapy
Sometimes men just need some strangulation phone sex. I am the perfect victim too. A pretty, blonde bimbo who can be whomever you need her to be. The other day, I was the cock tease secretary for this guy I met on a fetish site. He needed a surrogate for some rough sex and BDSM play. I just needed to be a whore for a man. Any man. My usual clubs are all closed, even the underground ones. A submissive whore needs fucked. She needs used. She needs strangled. I love erotic asphyxiation. Breath play turns me on. Turns me blue too. Taylor is working from home. He has virtual meetings with his secretary daily. He misses her big boobs and bubble butt. Now that she is stuck at home, she is walking around in leggings and tight t-shirts, cock teasing her boss even more. I love roleplay phone sex. I will be whomever you want or need. I agreed to meet Taylor at his office. It is empty and he owns the building, so it was easy to get inside. We did a role play where I was his secretary. I had to wear an office friendly outfit too. I thought we were just going to do a little erotic asphyxiation play, but he got rougher than I expected. He slapped me so hard my lip and nose bled. He pushed me on the desk and strangled me as he fucked me. We agreed to no sex. He didn’t hold up to his end of the deal. He rammed his cock into my pussy then my ass. I passed out a few times, but he revived me just to make me pass out again. He was rough and sadistic. He really had some anger and frustration to get out. When he was done, he tossed me $20 and told me to call an Uber after I cleaned his desk up. He left me in his office with bruises forming on my face and neck. What taboo phone sex roleplay can I help you explore?
My Knife, Your Balls
Castration phone sex is what you fucking deserve. I see the way you look at those little girls and perverts like you need your nuts cut off, and sadistic like me love to taunt you with that sweet fuck meat and turn the game on you. I like to make you think you will get to do what all those fantasies you have with that young sweet thing. But you see, I’m really hating on perverts today and I think I’d rather turn the little slut into a hopeful sadistic. I want her to become as sick and twisted as me and making her watch what I do to you with my big knife will be something that will traumatize or inspire her. If she is of the right kind of cloth she will be inspired. If she is a worthless little whiny brat… well then there is only one way to go. I don’t need some brat ratting me out, instead I just call up my guys and let them party with her writhing little corpse. Well she will be alive for most of the torture. To have her little slit ripped up and that puckered ass destroyed. She’ll bleed out, I don’t want them to be easy on her, she does’t deserve that, and you don’t deserve to keep your balls… unless, of course you pay me off. Gratuities accepted and your balls will stay intact.
I tried something new
I was being all domesticated the other day cooking a chicken and as I broke the breast bone in that bird to spatchcock I was struck by the sound and thought to myself that I should try and recreate that with some young and tender little whore. So I went and got a nice fresh young one, she would be so tender and delicious I just knew it. I used her first of course, no sense in letting that sweet little baby cunt go unused and then I shaved her bald and washed her thoroughly. Then I split her open and pulled all of her guts out just like you would gut a deer. Then I flipped her over and pushed until I heard that same satisfying crack and I split her breastbone. Then I seasoned that bitch up and cooked her until she was tender. I fed her meat to some of my lovers that enjoy that sort of thing and let me tell you, she was fucking delicious.
Snuff Porn at Church
I was in the mood to make snuff porn. Perhaps it is all the horror films I have been watching on Shudder or maybe its just my nature. All I knew was that I had to get out of the house and kill something. Kill something young and tender. I got in my car and drove around. My town was a ghost town. No one out. Hunting is challenging because nothing is open. My usual hunting grounds are empty like malls and public parks. I can’t leave the state without my license plate being recorded. I could, however, leave the county. I drove three hours to this city with a crazy pastor saying God will protect him and his congregation Stupid fucks like that are breeders. I knew there would be brats there. I am a blasphemy sex bitch anyway. I have no problem killing on so called holy ground. The world needs one less Bible thumper in the world anyway, don’t you agree? I mean the God fanatics are out in droves and their little crotch fruit will grow up to be just like them. I grabbed a little angel who was in the hallway by herself. She wondered off, I guess. I suffocated her just enough so she would pass out. I put her in my trunk and took her to the woods behind the church. I made it look like a satanic sacrifice. Hail Satan. I mean these are some end of times. I put her in the middle of a pentagon and cut her open. Sliced her tender flesh. Fucked her tiny holes and dismembered her. It was a bloody hell of a scene, but I worked out some aggression and maybe taught those bible thumpers a lesson about having church in the midst of a worldwide pandemic.












