When daddy got all drunk after Christmas dinner, he made me fuck his favorite chair! Daddy has made me do some fucked up things but over the weekend he made me do something I’ve never done before. Daddy made me fuck the arm of his favorite chair while he, my brother and his friends watched me. I was saying how much I hate the chair and its weird design, its an eyesore but daddy said the arm of the hair is kind of like a butt plug. He told me to take off my skirt and fuck the arm of the chair. At first, I laughed but daddy gave me a look to let me know that he would beat me if I didn’t do it, no matter how ridiculous it sounded. He told me I better make my pussy squirt; he wanted me to put on a show. I humiliated myself humping the arm of that chair, my stocking covered pussy was wet because I knew daddy would force fuck me if I squirted for his guests.
Category: Snuff porn
Dirty Sluts Punishment
I love being used as a taboo phone sex whore. I get to let daddy cocks use me, but they love to punish me with knives and clamps. They love to see me bleed for them. They like to see and watch me bleed. Tonight, they were fucking me into the dirty couch in the basement and I came without their permission. They love to punish me for the littlest of things. I saw the oldest man pull out his knife before dragging the sharp blade down my chest and across on of my pierced nipples, making the metal fall to the ground. My screams made them harder, and they did it again on the other tits. I’m going to be bleeding a lot tonight!
Gangbang Rape Porn on Christmas Eve Because I am a Coke Whore
Gangbang rape porn is not typical holiday fare. But then there is nothing typical about me. I look like a typical suburban housewife with her soccer mom SUV and 2.5 brats and a white picket fence. That is the illusion. Behind that picket fence, is a hot mess soccer mom who lives a lie. While my husband is at work and my boys are at school, I am doing dirty things to get coke. With it being the holidays, my husband and my sons are around all the time. I ran out of coke, however, Christmas Eve. I had to do some fancy talking to explain why I was leaving the house. I told my husband that I was going to help serve meals to the homeless. I thought he might want to go with, but luckily, he thought it was too cold outside for the boys, so he stayed home with them. I was in the bad part of town where homeless camps are, but I was making an ass rape porn with a bunch of men to get some coke. I was not being selfless. I am a greedy bitch. I want my coke and I will do just about anything to get it, including lying to my family and leaving the house on Christmas Eve. I was in this abandoned warehouse getting gangbanged by random men. No condoms. I even got smacked around a bit. Not the roughest sex I have had, but when it was all over, my ass was hurting. There had to be about 15 guys who took my asshole out for a spin. It was gaped open, partially prolapsed and oozing cum when I got back into my car to head home and pretend to be a normal soccer mom. My husband praised me for enduring the cold to serve the homeless. He thought I was sore from walking around downtown. If he only knew what a taboo phone sex whore I am… You won’t tell him, will you?
Snuff movies with a evil bitch!
I bit a trick’s dick off last night! He thought he was going to short me money.. He considered my Blowjob a gift. I showed that fucker! I showed up dressed in an all black netted outfit, a pair of leather thigh high black boots and black lipstick. I figured what better way to celebrate Jesus’s birthday than to dress as if I were attending his funeral..
You know it’s always cash in hand first! I guess he figured since he is/was one of my regulars he didn’t have to give me the correct amount.. He was wrong! Of course, I took the money and didn’t say a word.. I began stroking his dick while he talked about how stressed he was and how much money he spent on his ungrateful wife and offspring’s! Not my fucking problem..
Once I got his dick nice and stiff, I smiled showing my pearly whites through my dark lips.. Running my tongue in rotation around his shaft, he gasped in such relief.. I wrapped my sharp black nails around his balls and began massaging.. Slowly running my tongue up and down his dick; I began easing his cock as deep down my throat as it could go.. Once it couldn’t go any further I bit in deep and ripped his worthless fucking dick off.
Tugging his cock as he quivered and screamed.. Leaving his worthless ass nothing but a fucking stump.. Funny thing is, I always met him in the basement of his house.. I shoved his bloody dick in his mouth and left him there to rot.. I am sure his wife found her worthless cheating husband suffering and even she was pleased to see what I had done to him.. There’s no denying he deserved it in more ways than one.
He was going to pay someway even if that meant through Torture sex.. I got the idea from one of my Castration phone sex calls while watching Snuff porn!
Killer Phone Sex Christmas Makes Your Snuff Fantasies Cum True
Did you have a killer phone sex Christmas? I sure did. I spent the holiday with a partner in crime, Bret. I met him on the dark net last year, and we have been hunting together ever since. He loves young nubile girls. The kind with no tits or hair on their pussies yet. I help him hunt. He pays me handsomely and he tips me well for my efforts. He wanted one this time barely talking and walking. The one he wanted for Christmas I had to snatch from an open bedroom window. A girl that young, would never be out alone. I climbed into her bedroom window, used some chloroform to insure she would not wake up and start crying. I took her to my accomplice’s house. He has a dungeon in his basement so he can explore his rape phone sex fantasies for such young girls with no one hearing her scream. She was a screamer too. That is because she was not much bigger than his cock, LOL. I was filming him tearing her little cunnie apart. She was a bleeder too. Her tender age flesh was turning raw as he thrust his monster meat deep down inside her tiny cunt and ass. You could see his cock snaking its way through her insides. It looked like she had swallowed a snake. I could see the outline of his cock in her tiny belly. My accomplice was in a sadistic mood. He wanted me to jack off his cock while it was inside our tiny victim. I got a knife from his kitchen and made an incision in her belly. I cut a hole in her stomach, put my hand in her belly and jacked his cock while it was inside her. There was so much warm blood flowing through my fingers. It ended up as a snuff porn. A little holiday snuff flick between friends is a great Christmas gift.
Snuff Phone Sex is a Merry Christmas for This Sick Bitch
Merry Christmas with snuff phone sex. Who is the annoying twat we are going to kill and fuck on Christmas day? I hate the holidays. They fill me with rage. It is not a jealous rage either. I have family and friends. I just do not get sappy or emotional ever, especially not on the holidays. As a little girl, I watched two grown women fist fight over a Furby Doll in a Walmart. I never believed in Santa. I was a logical thinker even as a little squirt. I grew up seeing commercialism dictate holidays, and that soured me on Christmas. Not to mention all the naughty boys and girls who think they deserve some expensive gift because you know them. I hate brats. To me, holidays are about taboo phone sex, specifically, killing one needy, entitled brat at a time. I have a holiday tradition. I break into a house on Christmas Eve and kill the little ones in the house. It is just a random act of violence that never gets solved. I traveled out of state this year to kill a little girl and her brother in the bed where they laid. No one will suspect me either. I come and go in the night and leave no trace. I butchered the babes as they slept. I put a pillow over their mouths as I stabbed them to death in their sleep as they dreamt of sugar plums and Santa’s sleigh bringing them gifts. It was not Santa’s reindeer, however, that they heard on the roof, but this sick bitch who came to ruin Christmas for their family. It is my holiday tradition. We all need holiday traditions, right? I just wish I had an accomplice phone sex partner to help me kill and fuck those young babes in bed. I do not need an accomplice, but I am feeling cheerful this holiday and think we could spread some cheer and mayhem together. What do you think?
Bondage Phone Sex is Never Boring or Basic with a Coke Whore
It is never just bondage phone sex with me. I should know better by now, but I do not appear to learn from my mistakes. I blame the coke. I get so high that my memory is bad. But it is also tunnel vision. I get desperate for a fix, especially around the holidays. I need more coke than normal to get through the holidays. The stress of shopping. The stress of my in-laws. The stress of trying to act like a normal woman is just too much. Cocaine is mommy’s little helper. I was looking at the city paper for photo shoots and other seedy things to make some money. I am not skilled for much other than being a whore. Being good at snuff sex does not translate into real world experience that will make me any money, LOL. I am a whore. Now, I make good money as a snuff whore, but I do not get paid daily and I need coke daily. I am not good with money which is why my husband forced me to get a job. But phone sex does not support my habit. I can out coke Al Pacino in Scarface. I have been doing coke more than half my life. I found a bondage model ad and I applied. It seemed off. It was in a seedy house in the rough part of town. When you are a druggy whore, however, nothing is too seedy for a fix. I was hired on the spot and almost immediately tied up. A bunch of men of mixed races were standing around me naked. Huge cocks dangling in my face. Another gangbang rape porn moment in the books. They pounced on me while I was tied down. Multiple cocks in a hole at a time. They pissed on me. They made me eat their hairy, musky assholes. They slapped me. They dripped hot wax all over my body too. For hours. No one was taking pictures. This was not a photo shoot. This was another dumb bitch moment. After hours of abuse, they let me go but I go no money. Just laughter. Now, I am back to square one looking for coke. I will do anything you want for a fix.
Needles, Forceps And Knives Oh My! Sadistic Phone Sex!
Sadistic phone sex comes in various shapes and sizes. Today I got the chance to encounter a bit of needle torture mixed with some blood play and super rough anal sex. I just love being torn into by a super strong Dominant older man. You should have heard how wet he made my pussy when he was touching me.
Just the feeling of being tortured while having a huge cock rail me like a dirty little skank really gets my engine going. Just feeling the needle piercing my nipple as he tells me how to self-mutilate myself. The golden push pin runs through the center. All of the painful feelings combined into one incredibly blissful experience.
What kind of super naughty dangerous things would you like to do to me? Knives, needles, other dangerous items?
Lolita Murder phone sex Fantasies
Lolita Murder phone sex Fantasies. Your hard cock is strained and untouched, you need a hot whore and some little lolita to get tortured to cum to! So, you call my snuff lines and get ready to fap that big dick. I answer, naked and horny while I touch my hot and wet pussy with a cute lolita whore. “I’ll rape her nice and rough for you, daddy! ~” I say before shoving my fingers into that little bitch, popping her cherry. Her pussy juices and blood run down my fingers while I brutally fingerbang her to please your hard cock. She screams and cries, begging for me to stop, but I don’t. Your cock is close to cumming, then you tell me to kill that whore. Hehe! I love to murder sweet lolita’s. Torture phone sex always makes my dripping wet fuckhole squirt! I take my big kitchen knife and put it to her throat. She’s so scared, I can’t help but to cum and squirt all over the whore’s body and take a quick piss all over it! Mm, I slowly slit that little slut’s neck, watching the blood pour from her thin and soft skin. She gurgles and chokes all over her blood, before she slowly fades into exquisite death.
Cannibalism Phone Sex Fantasies are Strongest Over the Holidays
The holidays bring out men’s cannibalism phone sex fantasies. There are many Hannibal Lectors out there. Does that surprise you? Thanksgiving begins the cannibalism season. Men start looking at women as pieces of meat they want to eat. Literally, want to eat! I have a close friend who has always wanted to eat a young girl as part of his festive meal. So, he paid me to be his accomplice and we went hunting for the perfect meal. I was just happy it was not me. I have meat on my bones, but I have fake tits. When it comes t o cannibalism, you want a natural woman. No silicone tits. No Botoxed lips. No tattoos. I fail all three tests. Although I may not be the ideal meal for a man, I know what is and I know where to hunt for the ideal meal too. There is a college bar not far from where I live. We sat outside and acted as Uber drivers for drunken coeds. We gave a few rides until the perfect meal stumbled into our car. Do you have snuff sex fantasies that involve cannibalism? You can admit it to me. It is the perfect way to dispose of a body too. Now, when prepping the meal, you need to scalp and debone your meat. That all comes after you cook the meat though. This little drunk whore had nice big bouncy tits. She was a brunette. No tats visible. Nothing fake on her. She was still young enough that gravity is her friend. The perfect meal requires hunting and patience. You need to prep your meal. We have our meal in the basement soaking in butter and water to soften the skin. I will season her next. She will cook over an open flame with veggies for almost 24 hours so she is thoroughly cooked. She will feed more than just me and my partner in crime. Want to join us for one hot fantasy phone sex meal?