Category: Snuff sex

Cyber Texting Sex Is Another Way

domination phone sexI don’t usually blog about my callers or my masters, but I have one that deserves to be in a blog. He is a regular and he has been my sadistic master for quite a while now. Rather than call though, he takes advantage of the cyber text sessions we offer. Before my first text session, I did not know what to expect. I thought it would be a bit boring to type instead of talk, but there is something about the anonymity of the text that is extremely sexy. From the very first touch of his whip as he traces the lines of my ass to the front of my pussy, I am dripping wet. I sit at my keyboard eager to see his next words appear, waiting to find out what sick and twisted thing he is going to do to my body. My master never disappoints. Each and every texting session, he brings up something new and painful that he will do to my worthless body. The last time we talked he had me bring in another sub to play with. He instructed us on ways he wanted us to abuse each others bodies while he stood back and enjoyed seeing both whores jump at each of his commands. The sub I chose was not able to live up to his demands and pled for mercy. Since she was not able to please him, I will be getting punished. Of that I am sure. I am just waiting until the next time, I see his chat pop up on my screen, to see just how bad the punishment will be for my poor choice of playmates.

Snuff Sex with Paulina

snuff sexToday it was confirmed that the neighbor and my husband are working together to make my life a living hell. I was trying to plan an escape but now he has the fucking neighbor watching my every move. And is even allowed to fuck me when ever he feels the need to. Just the other night he came over and got all drunked up with my husband. By the time they were done they had a beer bottle in each fuck hole. I at one point struggled so hard with them that my husband ended up knocking out a tooth of mine with the glass bottle. It was a bloody mess but it seemed to drive the both of them even more. They used the gushing blood to their advantage and fucked my face with both of their cock at once. Choking me out several times, while both of their dicks blocked off my airway.

Torture phone sex makes me wet.

torture phone sexHe cut us out several more lines. I was beyond fucked up and horny as hell. I had drained his cock several times and he was done for. He laughed as I fingered myself. “Let me find something to help you out.” he grinned. He came back with a nasty toilet brush. “How about this?” I shrieked with laughter as he flipped me over and began to tickle my pussy with the wicked dildo. “No way.” But he was high and didn’t listen. My giggle turned to a moan as he began to push the bristled cock up into me. It hurt like hell and I protested. But he was too caught up to listen. I kicked my feet trying to get away as it pierced my inner labia and clit. “Snort this.” he ordered. I inhaled some more shit as he continued to fuck me, first with the handle, then turning it around and inserting the bristles all the way. I felt 1000 needles poking into me as he rammed it harder. He was nasty now, demanding that I fuck the foul shit-tinged brush. I arched and moaned as his cock got hard. I felt the blood run down my legs as he showed no mercy. He violated me as his cock spasmed all over the brush. Then he brought it up to my mouth and forced me to brush my teeth with the cummy, shitty porcupine dildo from hell. Tomorrow my swollen, bloody cunt would pay the price for the drugs that controlled my life. But I don’t care. I’m just a stupid, druggie slut.

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Worthless Whores Get Gangbanged

Gangbang rape pornDaddy loves watching me get used. It turns him on seeing multiple men abuse my young body. Tonight he was feeling bored and didn’t have anyone scheduled to come over. He brings me a slutty outfit and tells me to get dressed. I comply of course, putting on the half bra, sheer top, and slip of fabric that was supposed to be a skirt, but did not completely cover my bubble ass. The stripper heels complete the outfit. No panties in site means I am to wear none. I go downstairs, seeking his approval on my appearance. He tells me I look just like a good little whore. He leads me to the car and we go for a ride. Soon we arrive at the local biker’s bar. Big, mean, nasty looking bikers are hanging around outside. My Daddy tells them he is bringing me there to take on all who wish to have a piece of me. He lifts my skirt to show them my shaved pussy. We enter the bar with several following from the outside, eager to get their cocks into me. Once inside he tells the bikers inside the same thing. Soon, I am bent over a table with cocks everywhere. Cocks invaded my pussy, ass, mouth. hands, and even my armpits. Mam after man took their turn on me. Daddy was encouraging them the entire time. He told them to fuck me harder and faster. Be rough with the little whore. She loves it, he said. I could tell his cock was rock hard as we watched my body get pounded with cock after cock. With Daddy’s constant encouragement, they began slapping me around. They called me a fuck whore, a disgusting pig, and a worthless slut. One biker shoved his cock down my throat so hard, I puked a little but this didn’t stop him. He rammed his cock down my throat and held it their, leaving me no breathing room. As I began to pass out, one of them threw cold water in my face, shocking me back awake. As the last of them came in my ass, I was left in a worthless heap in the middle of the bar. I had taken on probably 50 or more men tonight. My face was bruised and my nose bloody. I am covered in sticky cum from head to toe. Daddy gathered me up in his arms and took me home. He laid me in my bed and praised me for being such a good little whore. I had pleased him tonight. His cock was rigid and he took his turn in my poor abused ass, eventually adding one more load to all the others my body had taken tonight.

Ass Rape Porn Pro

ass rape pornThe first time I did ass rape porn I was so naive. I honestly just thought it was another term for rough anal. When I woke up the next day in the hospital I knew better. I had answered an ad in a fetish magazine for an anal rape porn. The pay was good, but I was 18 at the time and desperate for cash. I was living on the streets as my father had kicked me out. I aged out for him. I had outlived my usefulness.  Two hundred dollars seemed like a lot at the time. In hindsight it wasn’t enough. I wasn’t paid to make an ass porn. I was paid for snuff sex. This dude with a monster cock was hammering away at my ass. My daddy use to sodomize my butt when I was young, but his cock was half this size. At the time I remember thinking this must be what it felt like to get a couple black cocks up your ass at once. My ass was bleeding. It prolapsed which at the time I had no clue was reversible. I kept smiling through the pain, keeping my eye on the money. Then suddenly hands were around my throat choking me. My eyes were bugging out, I was struggling to breathe. I heard the director yell, “Finish the whore off.” I somehow knew he didn’t mean make me cum. I played dead. I acted like I passed out. It was a trick I learned when daddy would sneak into my room late at night for special play time. I slowed my breathing down so much, the director actually thought I was dead or damn near it. They dumped my body in an alley, naked in the dead of winter. If I had been unconscious, I never would have woken up. I would have froze to death. Some good Samaritan found me pretty close to dead. He saved my life. I have been getting closer to death every day since. One of these days one of you will finally snuff me out for real.

I love to wear latex when I kill

violent phone sexI just love wearing latex when I kill and I am sure that you can figure out why. It fits like a second skin and cleans up so easily, seriously, body fluids of every type just rinse right off! I can NOT stain these mother fuckers and believe me, I have tried! I wore this adorable full length red latex catsuit yesterday, it was only open at the crotch and it fit me like a second skin. I was at this whore’s house, I had broken in and stripped that bitch naked before I tied her to the bed, she was terrified and crying but I am sure that even in her distress she could appreciate how fucking hot I looked. Oh the blood flowed like a river, I was cutting her up and making quite a mess but not a bit of it stained my hot ass outfit! I had more trouble getting the blood out of my hair than I did rinsing it of my suit! Latex will always be my go to kill outfit, what is yours?

Evil in Latex snuff sex

domination phone sexLatex was what he asked for. I had never played this game before and had no idea what I was getting into. I only know that the money was great and my need for drugs overpowered any fear I might have. I arrived in what I felt to be a sexy latex attire. He looked at me and laughed. Amateur, he said.

He left the room and returned in his own latex. He looked evil and I could not see his eyes. He was wearing a complete bodysuit that left his cock exposed. He was wearing a latex cock ring and I could see that it was swollen and purple, the veins bulging in anticipation.

In my drugged state, I realized that he was a Domme and I was to be his submissive. He grabbed me by the hair and forced his fat cock down my throat. He began to utter obscenities and to degrade me. “Filthy whore, Piece of shit, druggie cum dumpster.” This seemed to inflame him further. He hooked me up to a pole with a dog collar around my neck. “Good little bitch.” he said. “Call me Master.”

An hour later, I was screaming his name as he beat me. “Please, Master. No more.” He punched me right in the mouth, knocking me back on the floor. He was on me just like that. I felt a knife cut into my flesh as he slashed at the crotch of my latex jumpsuit. He rammed his wicked fuck stick right into my cunt. I screamed as his massive meat pumped into me. He grunted and moaned as his orgasm took him, spraying cum all over the latex. I felt the knife as the last drop of cum hit my face. He cut me deep and I could fill the jumpsuit filling with blood. The world began to grow dark and I heard him say. “Dump her. She’s just a junkie whore.”

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GangBang Rape Porn

gangbang rape pornIt was just as good of a day as any to make a gangbang rape porn. I needed drug money and  this kind of porn pays well. I showed up ready to earn my money. This particular director really makes me work hard for the money too. There were over 100 men waiting. I was the only woman in sight. This was more men than ever before. More than double the amount of men than any time before. I tried to negotiate for more money, but was met with a punch in the face and ridicule.  No one was wearing condoms like I insisted.  They didn’t care what I wanted or how I felt. They saw a bitch and decided to make an ass rape porn instead. Two even three dicks went in my ass at once as fists and cocks were shoved in my pussy. I knew better than to scream. I just thought about the money. They guys were doing meth and crack which was making them really aggressive towards me. Pulling my hair, smacking me, even pissing on me. They were enjoying degrading me. Cum was oozing out of my fuck holes. I was practically wore completely out. I started to pass out from exhaustion. They had been gang banging me for hours. One guy grabbed my head and smashed it on the floor. Blood trickled out of my mouth and nose. The sight of blood  turned them all. They took turns bashing my skull against the concrete floor. My brain felt scrambled. I couldn’t talk. I couldn’t even think. My face was smashed in. Pretty sure I had several broken facial bones, not to mention a broken nose. This was no longer worth the money. They were tweaking and I was going to end up brain dead or worse. The next blow left me unconscious. When I woke up no one was around anymore. I was covered in cum, blood and piss. I looked worse than Rocky. No money was anywhere to be seen. I think I made a snuff porn instead.

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You know what never gets old? Torture sex!

torture sexYou know what never gets old? Torture sex. Probably because I’m not the one being tortured and used and abused. I love to fuck bitches up and it’s so easy because I can clean up real nice, look perfectly innocent until the time is right. All I want to do is help; I am really good at is being the ultimate accomplice. Look at me, I’m so approachable. Any girl would trust me to be her very best friend. Maybe I would invite her over for dinner to my boyfriend’s house… or just tell them it’s my roommate – it won’t matter. I will find a girl, at the local college maybe; I will blend in so well. After doing some research on the loner girl, I will approach her, and befriend her as well. At first, of course she will be standoffish as she is not used to someone as attractive as me talking to her, and I will invite her to my play for dinner… where the real fun will begin. Now you tell me, what will we do to her at dinner? What is our new victim’s outcome…? Whatever it may be, I cannot wait to hear her whine and beg and her tell us how young she is and how much potential she has in life to change the world and blah blah blah. Shut up bitch, no one needs you, you were put here simply for our pleasure and the sooner you get over yourself the better. Don’t make me hurt you more than you can imagine with this lovely knife of mine…OH WAIT I was going to do that anyway! Literally makes me laugh, and I tell her “I am going to make you cry even more, you’ll cry tears of blood.” This only makes her lose it, which is the perfect time for me to start fucking her up with my knives. Feel free to join…

Blasphemy Sex Sunday

blasphemy sex karmaEvery now and then I like to hit a church on Sunday.

Not to worship but to corrupt.

I don’t believe in the holier then thou, all seeing, all knowing and all powerful God…..and turning someone of faith inside out and upside down in their own place of worship makes my black heart happy and my goth pussy wet.

Entering the grand and ornate church makes me want to puke but I have butterflies in the pit of my stomach thinking about what I am about to do. I follow the signs in the hall way that lead to the Priest’s office. As I approach the door I hear him in there softly praying as he finishes working on his sermon for the morning.

I don’t bother knocking, I just push the door open. He looks up and smiles motioning me in.

I stride across the room and behind his desk picking up a rosary as I walk by. Before the words of question can escape his lips my tongue is down his throat and I am shoving his hand into my pussy, bald, wet and uncovered under my short skirt.

His mild resistance tells me that he wants this too. My hand touches his and he can feel me pushing the rosary inside my slippery cunt between his fingers as his dick grows against my belly.

Hell fire and damnation.

I bring him to the brink of blowing his holy load and stop.

I tell him he is going to escort me to my pew and as he gives his sermon I am going to make him cum. I have recorded our little time together and if he doesn’t cooperate I will show it in the middle of the service.

When he cums he is to scream “hallelujah, hell fire and damnation” Then he is to call me up to his podium so that I can see the cum all over his robe.

The sermon begins and as he is preaching I begin to pull the rosary from my cunt. slowly on bead at a time. Finally it is all out of me and I lift it to my mouth sucking my juice of the beads. His breath catches and he almost looses his train of thought. I hear him groan through his words and he yells, just as I ordered him to, before calling me out of the congregation.

Blasphemy Sex Sunday fun.