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Ass Rape Porn for Valentine’s Day

ass rape porn cassandraAss rape porn will be my Valentine’s Day gift this year. It is every year. As a stupid blonde bimbo, I don’t get spoiled with chocolate, candy or flowers. I get force fucked, sodomized and slapped around. Last year, my date showed up with a nice bottle of champagne. I thought maybe I was finally ending up with a real date. What I ended up with was a champagne bottle up my ass. I couldn’t sit right for days. This year will be no different. Last night I got a little taste of what is to come this weekend for lovers. My ass got pounded without lube for several hours. Master strangled me with my pantyhose cutting off my oxygen. He called it erotic asphyxiation. I just called it snuff sex. There is nothing erotic about gasping for air and passing out. He could have killed me at anytime. I asked him if he wanted me dead. His reply was, “Only when you speak whore.” He then slipped a ball gag in my mouth and sodomized me with his beer bottle and fist. He came and pissed in my mouth. Slapped my face and said, “Happy Valentine’s Day Whore, just wait till you see what I have planned for Sunday.” I’m not sure if I am excited or scared. How do you celebrate lover’s day with a stupid whore?

Snuff Porn: Be My Bloody Phone Sex Valentine

snuff porn venusNothing says I love you better than a revenge snuff porn. I am obviously not the Nicholas Sparks, box of candy and flowers kind of girl. I am more the Bloody Valentine kind of girl. Want to impress me on the day of love? Kill for me. Preferably a stupid cunt that is so dumb you would get a medal instead of jail time if you were ever caught. Or maybe a boyfriend stilling twat or just a fucking bitch that no one likes. There are really a lot of women in the world that don’t deserve to live. I bet you know a few too. You see, I am not one of those high maintenance girls you need to impress with your wallet or your huge cock. I’m impressed by your creativity and sick depraved nature. Last year, my Valentine captured my high school nemesis for me. Let me watch as he tortured her for days. Finally, he cut out her heart and gave it to me as a special Valentine. He made a heart in the snow with her warm blood for us to fucked in. Most romantic Valentine’s Day I had ever had.

bloody phone sex huntThis Valentine’s Day, I am looking for something even better. Do you think you can impress me with a grand gesture like my Valentine last year? Do you have what it takes to be my accomplice in crime? The victim doesn’t even have to be someone I know and hate. I’m sure there is some bitch or whore in your life that we could hunt and kill. I am all prepared for a romantic getaway in the woods. A little cabin where no one will hear the screams. So far off the beaten path that our victim could never escape. I have it filled with torture devices. The hungry wild animals make body disposal easy. All you have to do is supply the victim and be willing to mutilate and kill for your Valentine. I will make a victim easy for you to find too. Check out our site for worthless submissive whores. So tell me. Are you ready to be my bloody Valentine?

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taboo phone sex with the mascot

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I used to love football until I got taken advantage of. I was headed to the stadium on foot surrounded by hundreds of people and no one noticed me getting kidnapped and raped! I was almost by the ticket stands when a mascot grabbed me squeezing my tits and smacking my ass In front of hundreds of people and no one said a thing since they thought it was all an act .

The mascot then preceded to pull me into his dressing room trailer. As I kicked and screamed for help as every one laughed and chuckled I could not have even imagined what would happen to me. Once I was inside, the mascot pulled off my clothing ripping my clothes off of my body exposing my nude cold body. He began to snicker as he threw me on the floor. Never would I have thought a mascot could mock me so much.

He whipped his cock out. I screamed for help hoping some one could hear me and instead the mascot laughed shouting as loud as he could “no one can hear you stupid cunt!” You are mine bitch!” I panicked as I began to swing my arms at this man and instead he punched me in the face knocking me into the ground. As I Iaid there on the ground naked and cold bleeding from my nose with my left eye burning and swollen shut I begin to continue fighting.

He climbs on top of me and said “you are mine now and there is nothing you can do just take it you nasty whore!” I began to cry as he held me down chocking me as he shoved his rock hard cock down my dry tight cunt. Screaming in pain as he continued to penetrate me. He thrust in and out pounding my pussy harder and harder. He covered my mouth as I took his huge thrusts. He covered all my holes in his cum and left me on the floor bleeding and covered In his sweat from making my cunt raw. I lied there only to receive piss all over me. He made me drenching wet in his warm liquid that made my body numb from all the trauma.

I love being cruel!

taboo phone sexYou ever just want to kill someone in the most brutal way you can think of? Try and get out that anger and that mean bone that runs so deep in you just for a moment? That’s what I want and need and that’s what I did and I plan to do again! I guess some might think what I did was horrible but what I did was highly satisfactory for me. He was so eager to come to my place, I guess he thought that he was gonna get some pussy but I had other plans. I led him on and convinced him to let me tie him up, then he was mine and there was nothing he could do about it!  I loved knowing he could smell his own flesh as I scorched him with a blow torch. I got soaking wet hearing his screams. I almost came when I saw the life leave his eyes. Nothing I loved more than putting someone into their place, miserably. Killing them off in the most brutal ways I can think of. Nothing but the more hardcore with me!

No Fun for the Slut

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Mardi Gras is supposed to be a fun time. People wear masks and get drunk. Not me. I was locked down in the basement as punishment for not asking permission to pee. My “foster” dad came down after he took his lil’ ones to the parade. He carried a bag full of beads. He must have collected them from the parade as they were all in green and purple. He threw me down on the floor and started choking me with the beads. I didn’t even have a chance for my mind to register what he was doing. My body started flaring around. I was in distressed. Finally when I was on the verge of passing out, he let go. He just stood over me and laughed as I tried to catch my breath. Before I could, he started kicking my chest several times. It hurt so bad and my screams were weak from the choking. He made sure to break a few ribs. Then has he was walking away, he threw the beads at my face and said that was all the fun I was going to have for today.

Take my Heart for V-Day.

snuff phone sexI saw the flash of steel and felt the burn of the blade as it entered my chest. I tried to scream but my lungs filled quickly with blood. “Love.” I gurgled. I did it all for love. Love and drugs.
I met you about a month ago. You were on a drugs and sex binge. I fell for your tall, dark charms. You were rich, married to a local socialite. You showered me with gifts and the very best drugs. The sex was mind-blowing. You were rough and violent, preferring punches to kisses, as you fucked me with long, hard strokes. Your 10 inch cock seemed to stay hard under the influence of the meth. You battered me internally with your ferocious need for more pussy. My asshole would bleed after you rammed your cock into it for hours. My tits were bruised from your hands squeezing them and pinching my nipples. My ravaged pussy leaked cum for days after a drug binge. I screamed out with orgasm after orgasm as you beat me without mercy, using me for a human punching bag. I lived for that moment when I felt your nuts tighten and your jaw grow taut as I made you cum one more time. You would scream with the force of it. “Oh God, I love you, Chels. Take my cum.”
Then it happened. Your rich wife found out. She showed up at my house with 2 of her “bodyguards.” They knocked the shit out of me and made me suck them off as she laughed. “Stay away from my man.” she growled. I laughed, too, licking the blood from my lips. “Fuck you.” I hissed.

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I told you about her and it was like fuel on a fire. You wanted more drugs and more sex. We crept around, fucking in cars, the park, and behind dumpsters. Your cock never went down and the sex became more violent. You’d choke the breath from me as you filled my pussy, your hands wrapped around my throat, calling out her name. I knew we had to end this before you or the drugs killed me.
It was Valentine’s Day and you were with me when the door flew open. Your wife and her goons busted in. They tied me to a chair. “I warned you, bitch. You didn’t listen.” She punched me in the face, then walked over to you, dropping to her knees and opening your fly. She pulled your hard cock out and twisted it cruelly. Walking back to me, she began to hit me, busting my face, knocking out my teeth. I looked over at you and saw you beating your hard cock. You had an evil look on your face, mesmerized by the blood and screams. I knew it was the end for me. You two were a pair of sick fuckers and I had been your toy all along.

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Black history month is for killing!

snuff phone sexMan, I fucking hate this time of year. Unlike other numb-minded fucking idiots I paid attention in class and I am aware that as of now, currently those niggers and nigger lovers are celebrating black history month. All I wanna do though is hang them! I can only think of myself doing horrible things to those knuckle draggers. I am fucking disgusted that there is a whole month dedicated to those nasty brown things. They should be doing what they do best and be taking their ass to the fields to pick cotton instead of breathing up and wasting up all of society with their pathetic ass. I know that there sure isn’t a white history month…and that’s why I am going to make one particular black cunt suffer. Thinking she can be the hood hard ass kinda girl, well I am going to hang and lynch her black ass up and that’s exactly how I am planning on spending my black history month. She’ll be the start of them all! Because every day they are celebrating nigger month I will be celebrating in my own way too. I’ve already got a location picked. I’m going to have a forest full of cut up and beat up black sluts and pathetic tiny dicks niggers too. I want to cut off some cocks to show everyone that those big black cocks they talk about are no such thing. Maybe I’ll stuff a couple into a sissy bitch’s mouth while I am at it! Either way they’re coming off and I’ll be cumming to the sound of their screams. They’ll be begging and begging for my mercy but I have none for their kind – they are so below me I honestly have no idea how the niggers got a whole month of recognition! But that’s okay, I’ll make sure they know exactly how I feel every single day up there in nigger forest…

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Super Bowl Massacre

goth teen phone sexFootball. Football. I am so fucking sick of the Super Bowl already. Seems like all it does is take the attention away from a Goth Goddess like me. I don’t like being ignored. It brings out my ugly side and you know what happens when my mood is bad.
So, I was thinking about this boring game of chasing a ball. I think I’ll have my own Super Bowl. My game is so much more interesting. I’ll drug and kidnap some sports fans. Bring them out to my personal “field.” “Let’s play a game.” I’ll say. There are no teams. It’s every man for himself. The object is to grab the skull I throw out and make the goal. That’s “fantasy football.” The one who gets sacked is my next victim. I get to tie him to the goalpost while the others watch. I strip him naked. A quick punt to the nutsac leaves him puking. He will hang there, writhing in fear while the game continues.

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The men are scared now, fearing for their lives. It has become a bloodsport and they all want to live. You can smell the testosterone in the air along with the fear. They tear into each other with animal aggression. Using tooth and nail, they fight for the prize, battering each other, stomping on heads and ripping out throats. The blood is flowing into the grass now, making it slick in spots. I tie several more victims to the goal post. Oh, we are gonna have such an interesting halftime show.
It’s halftime and I can hear the moans of the battered men. Hanging limply, most of them need to be put out of their misery. I slit the first one’s throat like a pig. The second one is dead meat with an eye bulging from its socket. Two others are still alive. Time for the show!!! I kick the fat one right in the nuts like I’m going for the extra point after the touchdown. His scrotum explodes with the force, spilling testes and fuckjuice on the ground. My pussy convulses with pleasure. First down, woo-hoo. The second one is quicker and intercepts my pointed boot. I drive again but fumble. He is quick and smart. His defense is a head butt to my face which leaves me bleeding. I lick the blood from my busted lip and he smiles at me. I’ve found my accomplice and MVP. Touchdown!!!
“Hey, you wanna help me go pick up a cheerleader for some post-game fun?” His dark eyes give me my answer. And so we continue to the 3rd Quarter……

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Spring Time Killer Phone Sex Fantasies

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Kidnapping phone sex

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I’ve been missing for two weeks since these men snatched my little whore ass up. I have been in their basement this whole time. They all whore black masks that covered their faces. I was tied to a table that was covered in my blood since they kept hacking away at my skin. These men were ready to see my body lifeless. I cried for help asking them to release me- and instead I was stripped naked, bruised, and battered. They used sharp tools to torture me in different ways. They fucked my holes and filled them with cum while one of them cut my nipples then burned them with metal. Others penetrated my cunt with scissors seeing what they could snip. My ass hole was fucked with a sharp objects until I bled non stop. My throat was fucked by each of men and then shortly after all my teeth were pulled out to gum them with my mouth. They laughed as they used a scalpel to rip out my clit telling me there is no enjoyment in being a whore. Right when I thought they were going to kill me by slitting my throat I  then awoke- only to find my stupid pathetic whore ass by a ditch.