I was his unwilling snuff porn victim. I was minding my business eating my snow cone on the park bench. I knew my skirt was a little short and When I saw him smiling, I might have uncrossed and crossed my legs making it ride up a little more. He looked like he had money and I wasn’t above fucking for a little cash. Then my world went dark. I woke up in a dark trunk of a vehicle. I tried screaming, but there was a ball gag in my mouth and blood was running down into my eyes. It felt like forever before I was pulled from the trunk and brought down to the damp basement and threw on a dirty old mattress. Lights flickered and my clothes were cut off. Men flooded into the room and I was being forced fucked. My ass was stretched, and my pussy was pounded until my stomach ached. Bits of dirty rope held me in place as I was gagged by cocks covered in blood, my blood. My ass and pussy had become one hole. Blood pooled under my ass. I saw a flicker of light glint off a blade before my heart was cut out of my chest. Maybe if I hadn’t been such a willing whore, I would still be alive.
Category: Snuff sex
I was his unwilling snuff porn victim
Kidnapping Phone Sex Story
I have a kidnapping phone sex story for you. I was hitching on the side of the road after my car died. It was broad daylight. Honestly, I thought I could walk to the nearest gas station, but I was getting over heated. It was over 100 degrees outside. I took a ride from an older man. He looked harmless. Looks can be deceiving. I was not in his car for more than 10 minutes when he jabbed a needle in my thigh. I guess I passed out because I woke up chained and shacked in a dungeon. It was an underground prison. I started screaming. He came down and told me I was his prisoner now. He told me this story of losing his last whore to snuff sex. I was scared because I had no clue where I was or what this man could do. He entered my cell to skull fuck me while I was chained to his cell door. I was gagging and struggling to breathe. I was trapped, however, with nowhere to go. When he undid my chains, I thought maybe I could escape, but he made it clear if I even blinked, he would slit my throat. I let him fuck me for days. I never fought because I was positive that he killed his last captive because she fought. I just wanted to live, so I put up with the ass fucking, skull fucking and cunt fisting. Eventually, he would let me go and he did. He drugged me again and I guess drove me to a corn field and dumped my naked body. A farmer and his ranch hand found me while shucking corn. I had no clue how I got there or how long I had been there. I guess the lesson here is never take rides from strangers.
Snuff Porn Auction
I was bought for snuff porn along with several other women. Not sure how I found myself there. Last thing I knew, I was having drinks with a guy at a bar. Then I was with a bunch of other scared women in a warehouse with a bunch of strange men calling the shots. I asked if this was some sort of sex trafficking outfit. One guy laughed and said I was too old for sex trafficking. No one would pay for my fuck holes. He added that they would, however, pay to kill me. Think of those Hostel movies. That was what this was. Men were bidding to kill me and the other women in the room. I watched as women were bought and murdered in front of me. I thought we would go to private rooms or something, but they killed each woman as she was bought. It was brutal and terrifying. Girls were stabbed, cut and mutilated on a stage in a horrific and violent fashion. Guys in the crowd egged them on. I knew I would be dead soon too. When it was my turn, I resisted and got punched and collared. A guy half my age bought the privilege to murder me for $5,000. That was all my life was worth. The crowd cheered for my executioner to kill me. I was stabbed several times before my throat was slit. The last thing I heard was cheers for my snuff sex death.
Torture Phone Sex Victim Services Old Cock
I thought taking on a job at a nursing home as an assistant would be a safe career move for me. My counselors told me I needed to try something different from being shamed and brutalized all the time and got me a temporary spot at this Nursing home. I wore what was essentially a candy striper type uniform with white panthose and a tite blouse that had my breasts nearly bursting from it. I was attending to many old men in the ward and they all got really perverted with me. I had to give them sponge baths and hand jobs. I was forced by one of the interns to suck the cock of an really old man there and he kept humiliating me over it and forced his huge black cock in my ass as he laughed about me giving hummers to old shriveled dicks. He made it where I was being used by the really old rich men as he got paid extra to get me to suck them or fuck them. I had 5 old men go into cardiac arrest while their cocks were inside my vagina.
Deadly Bondage Date
I agreed to meet up with my ex for a little fun as he put it. He was one of the only ones who knew my desire for pain and death. The pit of my stomach filled with excitement wondering what he may have in store for me. He told me on the phone he was going to finally give me what I’ve always wanted. He was finally ready. In my mind a hundreds of ideas were starting to play out, I knew someone inside of him was an evil presence. After all this time was he finally willing to take the big step? When I got to his place he grabbed me roughly and tore away my clothes, as if he was in a hurry. Maybe he was worried he would give himself hesitation if he stopped. I was dragged down into the basement and the was two large poles, definitely new. It tied up my body tightly careful to only have my pussy and tits visible exposed. Looking down I saw blood on the floor and I realized I was not going to be his first. My stomach flipped, he had experience and knew exactly what he would be doing to me. He started with sliding his cock into my pussy as he plays a spider gag over my mouth, and ridiculed me for being such easy prey. He modified this gag to slowly start to puncture my mouth if I moved to much or started to fight. With how hard he started to fuck me, my mouth quickly filled with my own blood. He laughed saying I looked great being a pathetic snuff slut. It was finally looking like I would be getting exactly what I wanted.
Babysitter phone sex
`“I need a babysitter tonight someone I can really trust.” My friend really thought that I wouldn’t take advantage of some sick and twisted Babysitter phone sex. Usually, I am the victim but today I will be the accomplice in helping a sadistic fantasy come true. Once she left me with the little brats I called him over he was waiting for me. He started with the younger one a boy and we told him that this was all very normal. But he still resisted to fingers in his ass and squirmed under a mouth on his cock. We decided to try out the girl and see if she was any easier to pound. She was still a virgin, but not for long. She was a fighter so she got what all sluts do when they resist. A nice fucking ass beating. She screamed and cried the whole time his cock was in her pussy, ass, and mouth. But she still took it and swallowed his cum like a good little bitch. Now that he was done he had to make it look like the house was broken into. And that I had nothing to do with the deflowering of their two spoiled brats. He beat my ass till I was knocked out. It was perfect for them to find me this way and now it’s just our little secret that not a soul will ever know.
Snuffed Out Babysitter
Sometimes I sit on the weekends for some extra cash, I usually browse through craigslist looking for top paying jobs and stumbled upon a promising babysitting job offer in the upscale part of town. When I got there, the Dad greeted me at the door and brought me into the living room. I asked where the tots were at but then he pulled me to the floor and stripped my clothes off and tied me up on my floor. I was shocked to see his little tots walk into the room with enormous strap on cocks hanging off their tiny bodies. Their daddy had a sick twisted babysitter rape fantasy that he wanted his brats to act out for him on my body. They pushed their rubber cocks into my fuck holes and pounded my holes until I screamed for their Daddy’s camera while he force fucked my mouth. He made me deep throat his cock until his thick hot cum dripped down my throat.
I can be twisted 4 u
You told me snuff sex is the only thing that makes your cock grow. I laugh and think you are so kidding. I see the look in your eye and know you aren’t fibbing one bit. I have grown to be your fuck slut and will do whatever you need so you can cum nonstop. My perfect cunt gets ruined each time you have your fun. You want me to keep bleeding and keep being tortured. I won’t ever let you down again. I will do whatever it takes to keep that cock growing and ready to combust. I will forever be your victim, slut. Use me and abuse me. I know that is the only thing I am perfect for in your eyes.
Fantasy Phone Sex Death
I love a dark fantasy phone sex role play. I have this one fuck buddy I met on Tinder. We get together, get high and fuck. It is a perfect relationship for me. I don’t have many fuck buddies who will get high with me. I told him this vampire fantasy I have, which I think I got from watching too much True Blood lol. He had a surprise for me. He had the most realistic vampire teeth when I met him. I did a line of coke and planned on giving him head, but he bit my neck. He bit me so hard, I felt blood running down my neck. It was hot as fuck. The smell and taste of blood is hot and sweet. My blood was running over the head of his cock as I polished his knob. He enjoyed my crimson red blood on the head of his throbbing cock. What was fantasy sex quickly turned into snuff sex as more and more of my blood poured from the wound on my neck. I soon realized I was sucking my last cock. The little bite was actually a deep puncture wound on a major artery. I was dulled from the pain initially because of the coke. I felt myself getting weaker and fainter the more the blood poured down my neck. He could turn me or kill me. Of course, he killed me. I am a worthless whore.
Torture Phone Sex
I was in Columbus again this past weekend for a torture phone sex shoot. There is an outfit there that loves me. They hire me every couple months. This was not the same director as last time. I recognized him though from the last shoot. He shared the camera with me as my executioner. This time he was behind the camera to film me. The studio was not as as busy as the last time. It felt off to me. I wasn’t sure why, but it did. I asked a few questions because I didn’t want to get myself in a jam out of town. This was a private film. A simulated snuff porn he assured me. It was for a private wealthy client. I saw 8MM. I called bullshit on the simulated part. I didn’t want to die. I was lured by the stack of money, tax free. I agreed. They didn’t kill me but it was torture. I was tied to a standing beam with my feet above the grown. It was mummification and breath play. I was sweating. I could feel my heart beat slowing down. I was not comfortable. When my costar pulled out his cock I thought if he skull fucked me, I might die. He skull fucked me but I didn’t die. I did pass out. Luckily, I was revived. I could have died. These were strangers. I was in a strange town. It was torture but torture pays well.