I like being with all types of guys. it’s just something about those good ole boys that just drives me wild. One thing for sure they spoil me rotten and I am a well kept secret. This one guy loves to tie me up and fuck the devil out of me. He is such a freak. He’s married and his family hates black people. He loves this forbidden fruit. The other night as he had me tied up in my bedroom with his very large cock in hand he slid right in side me. He never wanted me to touch him with my hands but he loved when I would wrap my legs around him as he goes deep inside of me. stroking very hard. when I moaned he would start to pound harder and harder. the headboard would begin to knock on the walls. For me to keep all the fine things I have I had to be his little bitch. I was his nigger whore and he was my master. He would beat with his belt if he saw me flirting with any one. The thing is a little pain can also be a lot of pleasure. If he was really in a bad mood from the wife getting on his last nerve I knew I would get a visit and it would be one with plenty of control and abuse. He got off on owning me. He would fuck me so hard that sometimes it would leave bruises. Then a few days would pass and gifts and trips would be at my door. Why not plus his huge cock is worth all that he gives me.
Category: Snuff sex
Yes Master
Over the years I fell in love with that man that abducted me five years ago. I now will do anything he wants to keep him happy. I now call him Master. Mater loves fucking other women and I’m totally okay with it sometimes he lets me join. I absolutely love it when he does. I love eating young pussy too. While Master fucks me so good and hard in my ass. I love the way he spanks me so fucking hard it makes my pussy so fucking wet. I love the way he makes me pass out when he is choking me and fucking me he makes me orgasm so fucking good. Nothing better than getting fucked in the ass with no lube, and getting choked at the same time. Master tells me to get on my knees, ” yes master.” He slaps me across the face with his big fat heavy dick . Then shoves it in my mouth all the way to the back of my throat.
Night time Home Invasion
Let’s look back at my first experience as an accomplice. It was a home invasion phone sex situation. Dressed in black, we broke into this family home. We weren’t looking to steal anything. But there was this young girl we’d been watching for some time. She was a petite blonde with perky tits. She wore these tight spandex yoga pants that drove you wild. You wanted her bad enough to risk being caught. You knew that I loved a challenge.
We got into the house through the bedroom window. Someone forgot to teach this young lady to lock her bedroom window after her little boyfriend crawled in for a little kiss after the parents went to bed. Oh yes, she was easy pickings.
I slapped duct tape over her face before she could scream. You ripped off her panties and gown. I grabbed her legs and spread them. While you violated her with your rape phone sex fantasies, I began to record it. Helpless victims make me so wet.
You violated every young hole. Her mouth. Her virginal pussy and her tight shithole all got pumped and pounded. Finally you asked me to join in for the finale. A little medical fetish was always fun. I took out my blade and quickly sliced off her nipples and her clit. I dropped the nipples in your shirt pocket and tossed the clit in my mouth. It’s my favorite flavor of gum.
Her body was bucking in pain as we ended her story. A neat slash across her jugular severed any hope of a future. Blood hit the ceiling along with your cum. I feel bad for her poor boyfriend tomorrow trying to explain that he wasn’t her killer. I’m sure her parents will understand.
Snuff Sex Death
Snuff sex Cassandra is my handle in a few fetish online chat rooms I belong too. It is because I have fantasies about dying. Some of my fantasies are inspired by my callers. I have some sick twisted regulars. One of my most creative callers recently did a call with me that had me bragging in one of the chat rooms about wanting to die in just such a fashion. He was a mad scientist of sorts creating new drugs. Killer drugs. I was a sex slave thus he could legally test his drugs on me like I was a lab rat. I woke up strapped down with him injecting his drug into me. When I protested he reminded me I was a sub human. I asked questions. I wanted to know what was going to happen to me, but he was vague with the details. He shot a needle in my arm. Nothing happened. When he hooked up an industrial sized vibrator to my pussy, I thought this was like a female enhancement trial. No such luck for a blonde bimbo slave. It was a death drug. When I came, my heart would stop beating. Death by orgasm. A hot and terrifying concept. I tried not to cum. I tried to think of horrible things so I wouldn’t cum. I couldn’t. I am a pain slut. I am a snuff porn junkie. I resisted for as long as I could but the intensity was too strong. I came. I felt my heart seizing up like some one was on the inside squeezing it. Within minutes of cumming, I was dead. Wouldn’t it be great to die by orgasm? Sure, your dead, but what a way to go. If you want to snuff me, which I know you do, make me cum to death.
Mister
Well after I cleaned the kitchen and put all the food away. Mister aka Master came down stairs to give this black nigger whore the ultimate punishment. He made me get on my knees and he shoved his big white cock in my mouth. Pulling my hair as he fucks my mouth making sure I know who is always in control and that I’m just his and his only. I love making sure he is happy just like a good little nigger is suppose to. He then bent me over the table and told me to spread my ass cheeks open and he began pounding this nice sweet nigger pussy of mine. With a fist full of my hair he would pull with each stroke and let me know that I was only good for fucking and I am just a worthless nigger whore. I love it that it pleases him to relieve all his stress in me. This time he had me fuck him and suck that juicy white cock until he passed out in complete pleasure. This nigger knows how to keep her Mister very happy.
Abducted
As I was walking home from school on 8th street, I got abducted by two men in a black mini van with tinted windows. They drugged me with a clothe over my mouth and nose. I woke up, it looked like an abandoned house, tide up to a metal bed. A man walked in and told me I was going to be his little fuck slut whore, to do as he said if not he was going to kill me. He told me he was going to let me loose if I promised I’d be a good girl. ” I promise.” I said. He then got me all naked at started beating me, slapping me across the face, spitting on me, and kicking me all over my body.Then he pulled his zipper down took his big cock out slap me with it. Told me to get on my knees and start sucking his cock. Then turned me around and forced his cock into my asshole. I remember crying in pain the more I cried the more he seemed to enjoy it. Come and take your turn.
Daddy’s Little Helper
Daddy knows I’ll do anything for him. So it was natural that he asked me to be his helper for his newest obsession. He picks me up from cheer practice and we cruise around in the van looking for victims. Daddy never really spends quality time with me and I especially like this new game because it gives me a little bit of a break from being his punching bag.
He especially loves girls my age and so we have been hitting the mall lately. I lie and tell them my daddy is a photographer looking for fresh faces and we con them into going for a ride. Next thing they know, they are being chloroformed and tied up in the back of daddy’s van. We take lots of pictures of them so I guess daddy being a photographer isn’t a total lie. But anyway, I really like it when they cry and beg. Daddy has me gag them with my cunt- “climb on top of their face, baby”, he says sweetly to me. I put my bald went cunt right on their faces, fix my knees down on their arms and let daddy do his thing! Daddy really loves it when I make our victims drink my piss. He orders me to pee right down their throat just as he is about to fill up a struggling bald cunny. Watching those little legs trying to fight my big mean daddy off is just such a thrill!
After we’re done we start having to figure out what to do with our leftovers. Did you have any ideas?
Snuff Sex Rena
On my journey from Mexico city to Texas i rode in a semi with a big fat scary gringo with ocean blue eyes. He would look into my eyes and tell me don’t worry morenita, I will take care of you. Little did i know how he would take care of me. I thought he was a good gringo because he didn’t charge me to be my coyote, and hide me in the back in his sleeper. As soon as we crossed the Juarez border into El Paso Tx, I felt him slam on the brakes. He rushed to the back grabbed me by my hair and said, ” listen you little fucking wet back bitch now you’re mine, and I’m going to use your brown panochita as my glory hole. If you open that little pretty mouth of yours i will call la migra on you, to send your Mexican brown ass back to Mexico.” This gringo fucked me over and over, the more he fucked me the more I liked his big white vanilla cock.
Snuff sex is what killed her
Snuff sex is what killed her but it took days and days of her suffering before she finally expired. By then I was bored with her, she was too weak to be much fun and I was read for her to just fucking die already! I had already done everything I could think of to hurt her, she was missing limbs, her bones were broken she was well fucked and burned… even skinned in places and still that bitch wouldn’t die! Was she some kind of super human victim? An immortal whore? She was boring and annoying me with her very presence so I decided to just beat her to fucking death and end it all! I picked up a heavy pipe and just started smashing her with it over and over and over again until she was reduced to a pile of mush… finally dead so I could move on to the next thrill.
2 girls for Cannibalism phone sex dinner
I just found the perfect cannibalism phone sex specimen for us. I knew when I saw her that she fit all of your requirements for fine dining. With her fresh, wholesome looks, plump thighs, perfect rump roast ass, and thighs that would make Colonel Sanders smile, all I could think was Grade A Prime meat.
She would be easy pickings. Her name is Kali. She lives with her violent, drunk daddy. She is so poor and has basically nothing. It would be easy to make her my new friend and gain her trust. Maybe take her to the spa so that our prep work is so much easier. All nice and smooth and hairless. No one would miss her when she disappeared. Her daddy would just think she ran off with some guy. No one would know that she went out to dinner and never came back. Poor Kali.
I have some great new recipe ideas for this Kali. Cajun chef, Justin Wilson, who also had a great sense of humor, intrigues me. He’s dead now but he would’ve loved our style. Listen to this: “Stir the garlic, horseradish, hot pepper sauce, thyme, salt, pepper, Cajun seasoning, olive oil, and malt vinegar together in a bowl until thoroughly blended. Pierce the beef roast all over with a meat fork. Douse with the mixture. Place the roast in a large, resealable plastic bag.” Mmmmmm, how perfect does that sound? Maybe even shove a link of andouille sausage in those crevices. We can hear her beg while she marinates. Oh, and it gets better.
After we let her marinate for several hours, while drinking a glass of wine and saying our goodbyes, it’s time for your special magic. We’ll sear her on both sides over high heat. Then reduce the heat and let her slow roast until her internal temperature is 145 degrees. By then, her skin has crisped to a golden brown and the drip pan is overflowing with delicious au juice, enhanced with a shot of your “special sauce.”
Hand me a crispy finger, please. You know it’s my favorite part. I was thinking that we could use the leftover organs to make some boudin or how about some Kali étouffée for later. I know you hate to waste a single morsel.
Thank you for your sacrifice, little Kali. You fought like a champ but our hunger was stronger.