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Snuff phone sexI’ve been a very naughty snuff phone sex whore and because of that I need to receive a very naughty punishment. Master bent me over & took a wooden painting stick to my prolapse and beat the shit out of me. My ass was sticking out and I was screaming bloody murder as I was forced to endure the pain. Master wrapped a zip-tie around my prostate and watched me start to lose circulation. It dangles down five inches between my thighs, it looks just like a cum-filled hanging ball sack! Master loves making it turn black and blue before he fucks it. His cock slips and slides all over it. He loves slapping it with his bare hands and making it pulsate while he roughs it around. He causes so much damage to me from how he manhandles my insides. This is exactly what I deserve.

Kim and the Khaos

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Kim is controversy with a K. When she called on Tinseltown hottest photographer I knew she was looking to push the envelope some more. She had already gotten backlash for taking pics with her little ankle biter in a bikini. She loved the attention and as always knew that any publicity is good publicity. As long as she is making headlines she is content. No matter what the context is she enjoys being in the tip of the tongues of everyone. Social media queen is what she wants to be and she hates the fact that her youngest sister is stealing the shine and is the new it girl. She was willing to do anything and everything to keep her name in the tabloids. Her photo shoot was more than risque she was going to put a whole new meaning to the term “sex sells” With her tot she began to undress and follow orders. Spreading her twat and making her mini me do the same. Kimmy had to do everything from blowing the photographer to letting him fuck bother and her youngin. It was imperativet that she did every single thing. One thing Kim is good at is taking direction and being a real slut. Anything was game. Tot fucks, snuff sex, even scissoring with her Northern Star. As usual Kimberly makes a comeback with a K 😉

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Violent Phone Sex with My Stepson

violent phone sexViolent phone sex is what he was in the mood for. He told me I was a worthless wore. I had no choice but to take his abuse. He is my step-son and he is prone to violent outbursts. Mostly, those outbursts are aimed at me. He is a bigger drug fiend than me. I stole a tad of coke from him, not even a noticeable amount, but I guess he weighs his shit daily and knew some was missing. I denied it, but he knew I was lying. He strung me up by my hair. I could feel the hair ripping from my scalp. It was a kind of pain I had never experience before. I gave out a blood curdling scream from the basement in hopes a neighbor or someone would hear. My husband was at the movies with our young sons. I could be dead before they got back. My husband knows his son hates me, but he has no clue how deep his hatred goes. He cut me down. I lost a few inches of hair, but he feared some one would hear my screams. He decided to punch me repeatedly in the face, then skull fuck me.  He wasn’t done yet. He watches too much ass rape porn. He wanted my ass. He pulled my red locks while he rode my ass. No lube, just a hardcore ass fucking while calling me names. As soon as he saw the car headlights pull into the driveway, he stopped. I was bloodied and battered with cum dripping out of my ass. I wanted to tell my husband what an awful son he had but feared I would be cut off financially. I splashed some water on my face and put a bandana on my head to cover the areas were my hair ripped off. I decided that its better to take my stepson’s abuse then to live in poverty.

College Ass Rape Porn

I literally put my blood, sweat, and tears into my college interview, and I have the scars all over my tits to prove it. I knew I should have just applied to a community college, but instead I wanted to go to an Ivy league school. The thing about Ivy league schools is that they have enough money and power to get away with murder. I always thought that was just an expression, but I guess not. I got all dressed up for my interview, and headed there early. The walls inside the building were so thick that they had to be sound proof. I found my way to the office, and was ushered into the dean of admissions office. The door was heavy, and locked behind me. There was plastic covering the floor, and the dean explained that they were painting his office. There was two other girls sitting at his desk, and he explained that this wouldn’t be a one on one interview. After all of us answering a few questions, the dean told us only one of us would get in, and only one of us would leave there alive. He instructed us to strip, and told us anyone that wouldn’t listen would be shot. Me and one of the other girls started stripping, but the other girl just started whining. He shot her in the head, splattering her blood all over me and the other girl. Once we were naked, he slapped two knives on the desk, and told us we were to fight to the death. Finally all of the abuse I have gone through actually paid off. We sliced and diced at each other, but eventually I got tired of our back and forth dance. I slit her throat, bathing myself in her blood. The dean grabbed me by my hair, and bent me over the dead bodies. He violated my tight teen ass right on top of their corpses. He made me clean up and get dressed. Then we filled out my admissions form, and I left. I got into an Ivy league school!

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Torture sex lead to her glorious death

torture sexTorture sex lead to a glorious death for this little whore and I loved every single second of it! I hadn’t intended on actually killing her, I wanted to take my time with her and torture her for days or even weeks but once she started to scream and bleed, well that was it for her. I just got too excited! You know all that blood gets me so wet and thrusting that knife into her body over and over again felt like I was fucking her, how could I not go too far? She screamed and cried the whole time and the sounds were music to my ears, the only thing I was missing was a man to fuck me while I tortured her.  That turned out okay in the end tho because after I killed her I called my lover over to fuck me on top of her corpse while it was still warm.

Watching Snuff Movies

snuff moviesAfter hours of watching snuff movies with Paul, he was so fucked up he wanted to reenact a scene. I thought he was kidding, but he throttled me onto the floor and bound my arms and my feet. He dragged me to his basement like I was a side of beef. Each stair he dragged my bound body down, I was sure would leave a mark. He was extremely angry and hyped up on some sort of meth. He strung me up to a rafter like I was a side of beef. He laughed at me as tears streamed down my face. He put clothes pins on my nipples. He put a wide butt plug up my ass, so I wouldn’t shit myself as he inflicted pain. He whipped my body until it was bloody. He just had this evil smirk on his face. It was torture sex. Nothing but pain. He slapped my face a few times until blood trickled from a busted lip. He wanted my bloody mouth giving him head. He skull fucked my mouth as I bled on his dick. He was so mean and violent with my body. He had never been like this before. I didn’t know what to do. There was nothing I could do but take it. After he came in my bloodied mouth, he used my face as his punching bag. My screams annoyed him because he stuffed a ball gag in my mouth while he took a match to my nipples and clit. He enjoyed melting the flesh off my most sensitive areas. The smell of my burning flesh made me puke. I started to gag on my own vomit because of the ball gag, but he just watched me choke on my own puke until I passed out. My pain is his pleasure. Is it yours too?

Please Don’t Kill Me Jezabel!

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Girls can be so mean, and I would know because I was violated, abused, and murdered because of it. To me, me making cheer captain was the best thing that could happen to me, but for my competition, it was the thing that pushed her over the edge. Jezabel was always so nice to me while they were putting me through hell as the new girl, but when I got what she wanted then she snapped. She acted nice at first, and kept telling me how happy she was for me. She even offered me a gift. She told me she had a modeling gig this weekend, and there was one more slot. Jezabel said that if I was hot enough for cheer captain, then I was certainly hot enough to be a model. When I got there I was in utter shock. She neglected to mention that it was a nude photo shoot. I was going to go home, but Jezabel convinced me to stay. The photo shoot was just me and her. The only other person there was, was the creepy camera man, and him and Jezabel kept looking at each other like they were gonna fuck right then and there. Half way through, Jezabel offered me a sip of her water, and I took a big gulp. You would think I would know better by now then to drink or eat something from someone else, but I just never learn. I passed out almost immediately. When I woke up I was strapped down to a hard metal surface in a dark moist room. Jezabel and the camera man are off to the side talking until they notice that I am awake. At first, I didn’t believe that Jezabel could do something like this, so I screamed for her to help me. She laughed at me, and that was when I seen her face just how twisted she really was. Her and the camera man completely mutilated my naked body, and she told me it was for taking her spot as captain. After a few hours of torture, she slit my throat, andt hey had sex on top of my lifeless body.

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Snuff Sex Fantasies

snuff sexSnuff sex fantasies are what women like me help you explore. I am not your victim, however. I will never be a victim. I carry a big ass knife for protection. I won’t be a part of the me too movement. Anyone tries to molest me, they die or lose their nuts. I am an accomplice. Nothing more exhilarating than helping you kill a bitch, young or old. Shane found me on the dark net. He had heard the rumors about me. He wanted help murdering this little blonde waif he diddled. He was afraid she was going to start running her mouth and cost him everything. Guys let their dicks do the talking. You never piss where you sleep. This little fuck trophy was his wife’s niece. That is too close for comfort. She’s was blackmailing him for expensive things like a new iPhone and iPad. I kind of admired the little whore. Wise beyond her years. I arranged to have her kidnapped and taken to my kill shack where she was to meet her demise. Shane was not exactly truthful. He was not fucking her. He wanted to fuck her, tried to fuck her, but she shut him down because he had a little dick and was a broke ass loser. He just wanted her gone because she denied him and was blackmailing him. She was like a mini me. If I snuffed her, that would be a waste of potential. I decided that my snuff porn would star Shane instead. He deserved to die. He was a whiny ass loser who was upset this little bitch rejected him. I strapped him down and gave her the knife. I told her Shane hired me to kill her, but I couldn’t kill such a precious evil bitch. She kicked him in the nuts and sliced off his pecker. The shock on his face was priceless.  She taunted him and tortured him for hours before she finally killed him. I didn’t get paid, but I got something far better. I got a bad seed accomplice to groom. I got a sadistic evil princess.

 

Snuff Sex Sacrifice

snuff sexSnuff sex was my sacrifice. I was imprisoned with a bunch of disobedient whores. Our jailer selected my name as the sacrifice. I was to die. I was to take all the pain, so my fellow jailbirds would not have too. I was not the one acting unruly. I fought and protested, but that only brought on more pain. My jailer caned my chest. Hard smacks across my tits prompted me to yelp and holler in pain. I pleaded more, but I only got more smacks harder in intensity than the ones before. I was crying, even screaming in pain. I tried to understand that what I was doing was a sacrifice, but I didn’t want to die. Not this why at least, but Master said a sacrifice must be made for the greater good. My death would not be in vain. I saw him throwing the noose over the tree. I started fearing I would be lynched or burned alive like slaves not long ago. My fellow prisoners watched in awe and fear as our jailer slipped the rope around my neck. I was on my tip toes, teetering to not fall off the small crate I was standing on. I peed myself in fear. This was it. This was how a worthless whore was going to die. It is how I died. He thanked me for my sacrifice as he kicked the crate out from under my feet. I felt the noose tighten around my neck as I was floundering in the air like a fish out of water. I struggled to breathe. I felt the light slowly go dark.  I made the ultimate sacrifice for my fellow prisoners. I could only hope that my death would not be in vain. I could only hope that my death would serve as a reminder that bad behavior has consequences.

Football Train


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Please save me, someone please! I don’t understand why I am always the victim, and I don’t get why I am always being drugged and violated. Friday was an epic football game, our team won by a landslide. So, to celebrate the cheerleaders and football players were going to a hotel party after, and as cheer captain I am basically obligated to go. I had to sneak around so that my foster father wouldn’t find out, but I made it work. All of us just wore our uniforms, which made it so much easier on me. One of the up sides of being a cheerleader is the football players are wrapped around our fingers, and will pay for everything for us. Last time I went out with the quarterback, I think he drugged me and violated me, but it is too fuzzy for me to be sure. Besides, he is super hot, and willing to pay for everything for me. He told me he only had enough on his card for one room, and I told him that was fine we could share. As soon as the words left my lips I could tell he was getting hard for me. We danced, drank, and partied all night. Towards the end of the night I started to feel a bit dizzy, and I told him I wanted to go lay down. He scooped me into his arms and took me to our room. He set me on the bed, and grabbed something shiny from the nightstand. My eyes were just too heavy to focus. I felt the cold against my skin though, and knew my clothes were being cut off of me. That is where I can not remember anything, but when I went back to school Monday I was showed the video. The whole football team ran a train on me while I was passed out, and the cheerleaders cheered them on. They said it was pay back for what I made them do to get on the squad.