Category: Snuff sex

I love torture sex

torture sex

I love torture sex, the way he had me tied up, pinned into a corner, sweating from my head my soft tender juicy nipples, which were clamped up so tight I could barely feel them. he just kept whipping me, over and over my bare ass jiggling with every crackle of that punishing leather, sending unbelievable sensations right up to my thighs into my tight wet pussy which had the vibrator he had shoved up there making my entire body just shrivel and become so weak I just pissed and came all down my legs.

I love torture, just ravage me, humiliate me, daddy abuse this vile worthless whore snatch. I am a pain slave for my master, and the way he had control over me just strapped into the x he had in his chamber I knew I never wanted to leave his chamber.

Rena Finds Herself a Snuff Phone Sex Addict

As I delve deeper into my new man’s hot and depraved Snuff phone sexsnuff phone sex fantasies, I find myself becoming more and more entwined in his twisted desires. He sees me as the perfect partner to help him explore these dark cravings, and I am not only willing but eager to indulge him.

In our encounters, he surrenders completely to my control, becoming lost in the thrill of danger and taboo pleasure that we share. His submissive nature is put to the test as I take him deeper into his snuff-filled fantasies – a place where anything goes and no line is too far gone. The power dynamic between us intensifies; he craves my dominance while simultaneously fearing what I might do next.

Despite knowing the risks involved in our actions, there’s an undeniable allure about it all for both of us – a rush of adrenaline that keeps bringing us back together time after time. It doesn’t matter if others judge or condemn us; we are bound by our shared love for extreme experiences and our mutual desire to push past societal norms into a world where death itself can be transformed into something beautiful yet terrifyingly intimate.

As we continue down this path together, I can’t help but feel a sense of excitement mixed with fear. Each time we push the boundaries further, it feels like we’re dancing on the edge of oblivion itself. But there’s something about that thrill that keeps us coming back for more – an addiction to the rush of endorphins and adrenaline coursing through our veins as we explore the depths of depravity together.

In these moments, he becomes completely lost in his role play character: A helpless slave to my every whim and desire. And while part of me relishes in this power dynamic, another part wonders how far he would truly go if given the chance… Would he really let me take him all the way? The thought both terrifies and arouses me in equal measure.

Despite everything though, one thing remains constant – our shared love for pushing past societal norms into a realm where few dare to tread. We are bound by our mutual need for extreme experiences; driven by an insatiable hunger that cannot be sated by anything less than complete submission or total domination…

Murder phone sex Fantasies, the bloodier the better

Murder phone sex Fantasies are such a fun, grotesque dance. Oh, the depravity! It is the only way I can truly cum. Both sets of lips drool at the sight of a bloody, pulsing cock. The sweet nectar of violence on my tongue brings me to life, and I know how much you love it too. Isn’t it music to your ears to hear the cries of a helpless, doomed little slut?Murder phone sex Fantasies
Maybe I am an evil bitch, but I do have taste, don’t I? I know you have been dreaming of a woman who is consumed by a hunger for blood. I cannot deny the intoxicating thrill I derive from this twisted realm. These pathetic little whores, so easily bought and broken, are mere pawns in our sadistic game. We’ll use them up, leave them a shattered, unrecognizable husk, and no one will bat an eye. They’re a dime a dozen, disposable playthings for our distinct appetites.
In my domain, there’s a never-ending carnival of carnage and depravity where snuff fantasies reign supreme. Twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, it’s a world of brutal, wanton pleasure. You have the opportunity to taste the blood of those helpless little virgins and turn them into proper victims! Because I need you to have the most extreme gore-slicked dick. My tongue aches to lick every inch, to savor the metallic tang of the Snuff Sex slave’s blood.
Oh, the sweet ecstasy of snuff! Let the screams of our little porn star motivate your cock to fuck harder. Pound your cock deeper and deeper. I need your cock to be soaked with the little bitch’s guts. Make me cum harder than ever. Don’t hold back, babe. I’m your goddess of filth, worshiped by the dark gods of vice and perversion.

Mutilation Phone Sex is The Best Mind Fuck

If your seeking a total mind fuck then come on down to Hell where the weather is Hot and Mutilation phone sex is even hotter. Let my filthy needs of destroying flesh be fed. If it isn’t you I will castrate and cut up then bring me a viable meat bag in place of you.

On the contrary if it’s a game of Hunting that you crave. Well let’s see what is on the Open Season list. I bet there is that piece of fuck meat in season. Obviously my love of a little bind torture and killing is immense. Soon enough we will be able to slice into some young flesh.

Consequently, all that blood is mine. It is my will to fill buckets, a bath tub or even one of those tin farm tubs full of a virgins blood. Here is where I will bathe and this is how my pale skin keeps it’s purity. And the fire demon inside of me is enraged and all I want is to destroy you.

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Snuff Phone Sex is Popular with a Dirty Whore

snuff phone sexI get a lot of calls for snuff phone sex. And I’m OK with that. It’s only a secret from my husband that I have a dark side. My husband would be shocked to discover some of the rough things I enjoy. Plus, I feel it would shock him to know what his son from his first marriage enjoys doing to me. But every wife keeps a few secrets, right? Perhaps, I keep more than the average woman.

In my life, I’ve experienced so many dark encounters that sometimes they blur together. Of course, I’m usually fucked up on coke when these encounters occur and that does not help my memory. I ran into a guy last night at a bar I stopped at to party for a little bit. It’s just a local dive bar, but all the blue-collar men that go there share their coke with me. Maybe I give a few hand jobs or blowjobs in exchange. But it’s nothing like the things I’m used to doing in the snuff sex world for coke.

One man in the bar looked familiar, but I couldn’t place him. But apparently, he knew me and he remembered me. A few years ago, when I let myself get too fucked up, him and his friends picked me up walking home. They didn’t take me home. At least not to my home.

Men Who Violate Me Always Remember Me

They took me to a fishing cabin in the woods. And they gangbanged me and left me to find my way home. It started to come back to me. I did not want a repeat performance. This man and his friends used me for hours and abandoned me in the middle of nowhere and I didn’t even get any coke out of it.

I played dumb. I’m pretty good at that. But I did not want to be alone with this man. And I certainly did not want to get into a car with him either. But I think he spiked my drink because suddenly I felt woozy and my brain felt scrambled. So, I looked for the nearest bathroom, and I locked myself in there thinking the feeling would pass.

That didn’t work. The man picked the lock, came into the bathroom and instead of pissing in the toilet he pissed on me. The bar appeared packed with people. And the music seemed cranked up to the highest decimal because you could feel the walls vibrating from the bass.

My Husband Does Not Realize What a Dirty Whore He Married

I did not know how to get out of this situation. So, I gave up. This guy would do whatever the fuck he wanted to me once again. But at least this time I wouldn’t be stranded in the middle of nowhere, naked and afraid. He turned me into his ass rape porn star bent over a dirty toilet in a dive bar. Although I screamed many times, nobody could hear me. Even if they could, I’m not their problem.

He thrust his cock in and out of my ass so hard that my forehead kept banging the ceramic top of the toilet, leaving a huge bruise. And he left me with a concussion too. I woke up smelling like a urinal and covered in cum. My asshole prolapsed and a little note that said he enjoyed me better the second time around. I managed to get home before my husband woke up. But just barely. One of these days my husband will realize what a dirty bitch he married.

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Accomplice phone sex

 

Hearing the sweet sounds of screaming and torture I’m so addicted to having accomplice phone sex. I got to have the hottest phone sex the other day, we got to kidnap his stupid cheating ex. Tying her up and with zip ties and ropes on her mouth.

Using her stupid holes how they deserved to be used shoving all kinds of things up her worthless holes. Even taking a baseball bat and hitting her with is and then forcing into the dirty sloppy skanky cum holes. Getting them so gaped wide open while watching her pathetic body thrash around just to be hit right across her worthless cheating face.

Taking needles and pressing them into her nipples and forcing her to push our giant toys out of her fucking ass hole.  Dragging a knife and cutting into her precious skin, letting open up and bleed while I ride his dick listening to her terror.

Bondage Phone Sex: Let’s Tie Up a Cunt and Abuse Her

bondage phone sexI used to be a bondage phone sex whore. It began as money for me. I would pose for naked hardcore bondage pictures because those sorts of photo shoots always pay more money. And honestly, I don’t mind being tied up every now and then. It can be a fun kink in the bedroom, but with the crowd I associate with, I don’t want any of those mother fuckers to tie me up because I might not survive it.

But as a former bondage whore, I do know how to tie some ropes myself. I’m a quick study. Plus, I’m scrappy. It’s how I’ve survived in life. Perhaps you could say the cards seemed stacked against me from the beginning. My mom abandoned me when at a very young age. Then my father abused me until I ran away. But then a lot of other men abused me because of my daddy issues.

However, I learned tricks and I observed things. And I figured out how to make myself useful in the end and escape a life that very few women ever escape from. And now I’m proud of the name I’ve made for myself on the opposite side of the coin. In the seedy snuff porn world, it’s survival of the fittest. Honestly, it’s all I’ve known. The vanilla world seems boring and almost like a pipe dream for a girl like me. But I’ve learned to make a decent living out of helping men just like my former kidnappers and tormentors.

Craft Cunts I Kill and Torture

Dave wanted help kidnapping and tying up this hot teen slut who’s been blackmailing him for money. Crafty little cunt. She lives across the street from my client Dave. And she likes to spy on neighbors doing naughty things so she can extort them for money. I guess it beats working at McDonald’s. But she fucked with the wrong guy. She caught him cheating on his wife and she snapped pictures and everything. So, the bitch needed to disappear. But first Dave wanted to enjoy her.

So, I kidnapped her and tied her up like a side of beef. And we waited for Dave to arrive. Since this girl lived near Dave, when her parents report her missing the police will interview neighbors. So, we needed to make sure she disappeared and died when he had a good alibi.

For right now, this little bitch lives in my dungeon and Dave comes back back-and-forth to enjoy her tight holes. As of now the cunt’s parents reported her missing. And she could be a runaway, but when her body shows up dead with ligature marks on her ankles and wrists, boobs, and thighs, my client will be in Hawaii with his wife celebrating their anniversary.

If We Kidnap a Bitch We Should Enjoy Her Tight Holes First

But I encouraged him to use the girl while I keep her alive until he goes out of town in a week. Since she’s a bit older, the runaway theory seems plausible. They’ll be amber alerts, and things like that, I am sure. But modern technology can determine time of death once police find a body. I will be the killer phone sex accomplice. I want her time of death to be during Dave’s trip to Hawaii.

This cunt deserves to die. So young and already so conniving. She would only grow up to be a fucking psycho and most men’s worst nightmare. I have no problem killing this bitch. But for the next week, she’s tied up in my basement naked and waiting for men to use her. Maybe you want to come and use her too. Trust me I know how to wash away all the DNA before I murder a bitch. She’ll just be labeled another runaway teenage girl who took a ride from the wrong man. I take all the risks for my clients.

Rena is Your Hot Accomplice Phone Sex Slut

snuff phone sexWell as an Accomplice Phone Sex whore, I’d start by finding a young slut who’s down for some hardcore action. You know, someone who loves getting fucked and isn’t too picky about who they let do it. Once I find her, I’d introduce her to your guy and make sure she knows what kind of fun they have planned.

Then, when the time is right, I’d help your guy take control of the situation. Maybe I’d distract the girl while he sneaks up behind her or maybe I’ll even join in on the fun! If things get too rough for her though, don’t worry – as long as she keeps screaming “yes” or “harder”, then we all know she really means it deep down inside.

Throughout everything though, my main focus would be making sure that you are satisfied with how things are going. After all, this is your show! So whether that means encouraging him to go harder or suggesting new positions for them to try out together – just name it and consider it done!

As the action heats up, I’ll make sure to keep an eye on both of them. If your guy needs any help holding down the girl or if she seems like she might be getting too tired, then I’ll step in and lend a hand (or mouth). And when it finally comes time for him to release inside her sweet pussy – well let’s just say that I know how much you love seeing that happen!

So there you have it: me as your loyal accomplice helping out with all sorts of naughty fun involving a young slut who can’t get enough cock. The more depraved things get, the happier we all are!

Ass Rape Porn Star Violated By Her Son on Camera

ass rape pornMy son paid me a visit this week to make an ass rape porn. He could never stay away too long even though I think he tries. He just loves his mommy’s big boobs and big cock sucking lips. Of course, he turned mommy into a bimbo slut for his live stream shows. And I never minded looking like a bimbo or letting him fuck me up on camera because in exchange he gives me the best cocaine ever.

And he arrived at the right time because I appeared bone dry and desperate for coke. I would’ve ended up going to see somebody far worse than him. He loves my bony ass, my big cunt lips, my gaped pussy and of course, my prolapsed ass. First thing he did was kiss his mommy and show me the big bag of pink cocaine he brought me. He let me do a line before he fisted my asshole. He turned me into his fuck meat puppet. Yanked my hair and dragged me in front of the camera. He made me fishhook my mouth and slap myself a few times too.

He loves torture sex with mommy. So, he skull fucked me, turning my mouth into his cock sleeve. My throat bulged with his cock. And I’m sure to the viewing audience, it looked like I swallowed an anaconda. Well, he shoved his big cock down my throat, he punched my fun bags, and he kicked me in the sides too. Plus a few sucker punches to the stomach and ribs. When he pulled out the zip ties, I knew punching me served as warmup.

Live Stream Shows Never Go Well for Me

He let me snort some more coke as he continued to punch my two huge bowling balls. Eventually, he had to yank my face from the bowl of cocaine. And luckily, he lets me do some because it dulls the pain. No doubt my fun bags looked like they might pop anytime soon.

I thought the zip ties might be for my hands but silly me. He brought them for my tits. And he tied them up like torpedoes. They looked like they might burst and I think one of them did burst cause I’m all lopsided today. But my son will fix my tits with the money he earned from the live stream show.

And it’s no wonder my boobs need some repair. He had those zip ties way down at the base cutting off the circulation to my boobs. But I think the baseball bat he took to each tit really did the damage. On camera, he beat my tits lopsided, punched me in the head, and tried to choke me out with a belt. Just part of a live stream with my boy.

One of These Days My Son My Actually Kill Me on Camera

Although he enjoys torturing my boobs, my ass serves as his cock sleeve. He spends most of his time abusing mommy‘s already gaped and prolapsed asshole. He made me push out my prolapse for the camera, and when I did, he zip tied my ass on the outside. And then I saw the plastic bag, and I realized this might quickly turn into a snuff porn. But he’s my boy, he loves me. Plus, I’m his cash cow. He might damage me quite a bit, but I don’t think he would ever kill me intentionally because then he would lose his money source.

While I showed off my prolapsed asshole, my boy put a plastic bag over my head. And then he joked about watching the Lord of the Rings trilogy while I sucked his cock and he suffocated me with a plastic bag. Well, I thought he meant it as a joke. Do you know how long those movies are if you watch them all together. So, for like 12 fucking hours I sucked his cock while he punched me in the side of the face and tits and suffocated me with that plastic bag.

I’m still black and blue with a lopsided boob and a few cracked ribs. But my boy loves me black and blue. Those appear to be his favorite colors. He thinks I look prettier with black eyes and bluish-purple skin. He left me with a lot of cocaine to nurse my battered body. And I’m sure he will return. He can never stay away from abusing his own mommy very long.

 

I’ll Be Your Dirty Accomplice And Help You Snuff My Stupid Mom

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Snuff phone sex has always made my pussy wet those murder phone sex fantasies are just so sexy. let me tell you about an accomplice murder fantasy I have.  I imagine you and I meet up one night and pull my sleeping mom out of bed.. she starts screaming and yelling at us and you shut her up by shoving your cock down her whore throat i grab her head and bounce her head up and down your cock like a flesh light. We force her to take every inch and make her lick your balls then we lay her on her back and i hammer her hands down on the table she screams loudly as you ram into her dry pussy.

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I start cutting off her fingers and stabbing her chest and stomach while you fuck her brutally. She’s crying and begging us to stop but we don’t my gothic teen pussy is getting off from this snuff phone sex fantasy. You cum in her bloody cunt and i fuck her pussy with a knife and watch her as she dies then suck off the blood from you fat cock and tell you we can do my sweet little sister next and laugh.