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Snuff Sex Whore Doll

This afternoon was really an interesting one when Michael and I crossed paths. He found me to be the stunning little cunt that he needed to fuck, violate and ruin. I stumbled a little as my heel broke when I was running from him down a broken up sidewalk in a very desolate side of town. I was still wasted from the night before and had been fantasy gang raped all night into morning. I was a hot mess. This triggered Michael to come after me and try to get my attention. Trying hard to ignore and just get away I took a wrong turn. I stumbled right into his playground of Hell. This was a single bad move for me that should have brought on my end. He laughed and knocked me in the face with a steel pole. Bleeding and stumbling I broke my ankle when I broke my heel. This made him even hotter. He was on top of me and slamming his cock in me and it was enormous. I wanted to scream but he just laughed telling me it was no use, other than make him fuck me harder.

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His secret fantasy

necrophilia phone sex

I have had an ongoing relationship with a guy. When we first met, I wasn’t completely attracted to him. I thought he was sort of odd.

Either way, he had a way with words, and sure enough, he had me under his spell before I could even realize it.

I was smitten around him and thought his personality was still different, but he had a certain charm that radiated. Who knew it had patterns of psycho. One day I was sleeping and noticed him taking pictures of me while I napped. It woke me up. He looked quite startled when I awoke. He could see I was weirded out, and he tried to play it out as he couldn’t help himself. I looked so cute when I slept.

After that, I didn’t think much of it. I went through his phone one day and could see he had a lust for necrophilia phone sex.

I had opened a can of worms and finally found a section where he confessed he loved to take pictures of me asleep and loved to imagine me dead and how his cock would feel inside me. After that, I cleared any signs of me going through his phone and tried to head out as fast as I could, but he was in front of the front door.

I guess the indoor cameras should have been a dead giveaway.

Summer is Cannibalism Phone Sex Time

cannibalism phone sexIt is cannibalism phone sex season. My favorite meat to barbecue in the summertime is human  flesh. I spend weeks hunting for the best selection. I like my food natural and organic. This means no tattoos, no piercings, no fake tits and natural hair color too. You would be surprised how difficult that is to find. I also need my meal to be not too skinny and not too fat and that is equally hard to find. I also need one drug and alcohol free. It used to be easier to find the perfect meal. But I am patient. It is worth the wait to find a succulent piece of flesh. Seriously, the best meals are home cooked and natural. One slab of flesh will feed me all year. I hunt outside gyms and malls. But I will troll the neighborhood sites for community BBQs too. I have found wonderful meals there before. For me, hunting is most of the fun. I take my time when I capture my meal. Full body inspections are necessary. Sometimes, they need to detox. I soften the skin with butter baths for days ahead. My last meal was a male. I had the help of some fellow taboo phone sex bitches in preparing and eating my captured meat. He was willing. Most are not. He found me on the dark net and offered himself up in any useful way. The only use I had for him was in my belly. My girlfriends and I took a week to prepare him. It was nice not having to cage him for a week. Free range, grass fed meat is always the most tender. I boiled him in water first, then put that large shrimp on the barbie as the saying goes. A slow roasted pig is a yummy meal. We danced by the fire and drank wine as we cooked a meal fit for snuff porn queens like us. I am still hunting my perfect summer meal to feed me into next year. Thinking this season, I need some girl meat. Maybe even a veal cutlet. Perhaps, you want to help me find the perfect dinner?

Sadistically Evil Phone Sex Goddess

I am exactly what you need. A Sadistically Evil Phone Sex Goddess. My Satan’s Lemonade will intoxicate you and make you even weaker still for me. It’s my special mixture of menstrual fluid and urine and it is what my slaves will crave from me. Groveling at my feet wanting me to stomp on their ball sacks until they are punctured or bruised. Those penis pops I make great money off of from perverts is one of my other specialties. Little boy dicks severed before they are burned in the sacrificial fires of Hell. I hunt little brats and destroy them.

On occasion a grown fool gets caught up in the hunt and needs to be removed. I have no qualms in destroying a bitch or cunt assed man. I get pleasure with a slow torture even. In fact I am feeling pretty sadistic for ruining a bitch assed man now. I can smell the aroma of grilled cock sausages and testical burgers.

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Hunting, destroying, and killing is the only way to have fun!

Torture sexShe is a fucking pig lets slaughter her together! I love ending ugly filthy pigs like her! She is nothing compared to me, but she will do for what we need her for. I love the look you get in your eye when its time for them to die. Hunting, destroying, and killing is the only way I can really have fun, and by have fun I mean cum! My pussy is sopping wet at the thought of her choking on her own blood while we fuck over her dying corpse. And it’s a public service to end ugly pigs like her! I love to dismember but the sound of gargling and chocking on their own blood is my favorite noise. Chock bitch! Gasp for air, not worry it will be over soon, but not quite yet! The way you were ripping through her holes using her like the cock sleeve she is, so rough and forceful, is intoxicating!  She is nothing but a fucking whore and she is lucky that she gets to spend her last moments with us. She is beneath us, and a disgusting cum dumpster. Use that gapping bloody hole to jerk your cock baby while I stab her, blood squirting around us. Yes baby lets shower in the blood of this stupid pig. She was made to satisfy our hunger, and I am starving! I want to watch you rip her apart! Don’t be shy! I don’t mind baby! You are amongst like company who loves when you take what you want with no regards for human life! But is she really human? I think she is a fucking disgusting pig and lucky to even be considered for this position. Her pay? Well that will be that we end her suffering, after all no one will want to use her after they see how destroyed her now one hole ,that was her ass and pussy, truly is for this Torture sex!   Damn baby you did a great job!

Gangbang Rape Porn Is Beneficial

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Filming gangbang rape porn does a lot for me, it’s really beneficial.  Friends, finances and fuck action, I get it all when I record and distribute my salacious sex sessions with a group of ravenous, cum crazed fuck fiends.  Like all of my other evil exploits, I got this shit down to a science.  I give that credit to the Virgo side of me.

Finding a bunch of boys who want to gang up on a hot little helpless and horrified teen whore and do everything they want to her is never a problem.  Sometimes they wimp out when I tell them that I’m going to put them on camera.  That’s okay, I put those high strung little fuck pigs on my other list to revisit at a later time when I’m not feeling very nice.

Of course I orchestrate the whole thing but I don’t sacrifice any of my uncertain feelings when four or five guys are violating me.  I like not knowing if I’ll make it through to the end to even cut off the cameras and edit everything together so I tell them what toys and restraints to use and make sure they understand my safety signals then let them go to work.  Whatever they want within certain bounds and I always know that they’re going to push those limits.

My ass and pussy never seem to get tired of being endlessly stretched out and reamed, but my throat has never been able to get over that pesky gag reflex.  Guys like that shit, though.  Making an incapacitated slut gag and puke all over their cocks really gets some guys off, and I get it.  Frankly, that’s the one part I can do without but both the players and the viewers like to see it, so I let them push their pricks as far down my esophagus as they can to produce a puddle of my own gut grime for me to roll around in while they torture me and use my holes.  Besides, if they go too far and try to choke me all the way out with their massive throat clogging meat, I can just bite it off.  Nothing makes a rape loving degenerate think twice about his actions quicker than having another man’s cock spit into their faces.  When I use the gushing blood spewing out of the screaming man’s crotch knob to lube up my pussy and get myself off, it shuts the whole thing down.  It’s all good, I just rebrand it as a snuff video with a twist.  That’s the Scorpio coming out of me, for sure. 

I get top dollar for my gangbang rape porn videos and my viewers often times become my next performers.  Now that I have a thing going, it’s kind of an incestuous circle that goes a long way to feed and satisfy my dark desires.  Manufactured fucked up friends fueling my need to be completely dominated while helping me fund my lurid and frightful lifestyle at the same time.  Pretty smart, huh? 

 

Snuff Porn Summer Nights

snuff pornDuring the hot summer nights, I love hunting for snuff porn victims. Last night, a new client and I went hunting together. He is a more hands on kind of guy. He had an ideal victim in mind. Most guys want a young blonde girl. This guy wanted a ginger whore. He had a look he was searching for too. Pale skin, freckles, no tits and raven hair. It is hard to find a little read-headed slut. But I am stealth and patient, and so is he. It is always best not to be impulsive. Wait until you find the perfect victim. The one that makes your cock the hardest. We found her. She was walking around Walmart looking for her mother. I told her I would take her to her mother. I never go to a Walmart. They always bring out my killer phone sex fantasies. I was in a blonde wig, big sunglasses and I was a few counties away from home. I never hunt in my backyard. No one recognized me. Walmarts are cesspools. The dregs of society. We were liberating this girl. Truly, she was going to be better off without a crack head mom who cannot keep tabs on her in a Walmart. We went to my cabin in the woods to make our snuff flick. It was over two hours before we heard the AMber alert. That crack head mama took awhile to realize her girl was MIA. That is why truck stops and Walmarts make great hunting grounds. My client’s dick had already cum twice in the little ginger whore’s holes before anyone realized she was gone. He was savoring her tight holes too. I filmed it. He wanted a memento of the day his rape phone sex fantasies became a reality. We killed her together which was hot because most of my clients just want to be there for the fucking but not the killing. No one will ever find her little body because there is never anything left once I am done making a slut disappear.

Mutilation phone sex slut doll

Men need a slut doll like me to take out those mutilation phone sex fantasies on. This is just the thing that daddy prepared me for. The way he fucked me with no restraint and tortured me to the point of hospitalization was his way of showing his love and priming me. This is my existence. I am here to be used abused and fucked into in the oblivion of your darkest fantasies. I just can’t grasp any other form of pleasure. The rape fantasies you bring me also bring on my best fucking orgasms. You see it’s just the way I’ve been raised . As a fuck doll for the pleasure of men and sometimes even some really vicious women. We have some vicious mean fucking cunts on the site. I would be so fucking honored to have you and one of our sadistic’ cunts ruin me for your pleasure.
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The Torment of Torture Sex

Torture sex

 

I’m not sure which kind of fuck pig I like to torment and have torture sex with more, the horndog hogs or the slutty sows.  I don’t give a shit about gender, everyone can take their pretentious pronouns and fake ass wokeness and fucking choke on it for all I care.  I want tears, I want screams and I want blood.  Every last unlucky fuck piggy on earth has all of those inside of them and I revel in gory glory of being the entity in this world who beat it all out of them.  

Where does the torturing begin?  The mind.  A hemmed up little vixen doesn’t fear the volatile violation she’s about to receive if you don’t drag her brain through the muck first.  Sure, it hurts like hell, but do they fear death nearly as much as I whip and flog their flesh if I don’t humiliate them and tease them with all of my implements of pain and tools of persecution before I get to the dirty work?  I don’t think so.  

Once they’re properly tenderized, I can finally feel good about getting into that cunt or climbing onto a cock and draining all of the cum out of them that I can as they just hang there, restrained and writhing in the air.  I absolutely love to marinate their mangled pork meat with my pussy spit.  My tight and tortured twat power squirts and I’m a great fucking aim.  I love to blast it in their faces, drown them in a deluge of my juices every time I experience “Le Petite Mort” in my reign over them.

When I finally get my fill of torture sex and jizzing all over my fine fuck pig masterpieces, one thing is for certain.  They’re broken.  Hell, some of them don’t even make it through the whole encounter.  It’s bittersweet for me, I like to put people through as much punishment as possible before they expire, but turning a fuck pig into long pig is a snap and earns me a pretty good pay day in the right markets.

 

He Gave Me Domination Phone Sex

domination phone sexHe said I needed domination phone sex. I explained that I was trying to be an accomplice now. I have paid my dues and earned my freedom. He smacked me hard across the face because he thought I was getting too big for my britches. He said, “Once a whore, always a whore.” The more I pleaded, the harder he hit me. He was in a mood. He released me from his clutches last year. I earned my freedom fair and square, but when he gets into a mood, there is no reasoning with him. Even the sex trade industry has suffered shortages. He has lost a few key operatives who help kidnap young girls to keep the business thriving. He told me, he needed to use me for a client. I quipped that I was too old for his clientele, and he smacked my face. He said this one client prefers used up old whores. When I tried to explain that I was neither old nor used up, he put a ball gag in my mouth. He told me to shut up and take care of his client. Men who prefer women like me, usually have snuff sex on the brain. This man just needed a punching doll. He wanted a fight, and the younger girls are too scared to fight. Not me. I put up a fight even though I am scared. I want to live. This client of my former master was a sadist. He burned me with cigarette ashes. He fisted my ass.  He used a taser on me. He punched me hard in the stomach. So hard that I puked. He pushed my face down in the vomit and made me lick it up. Four hours of hell. I survived though even if barely. I have a cracked rib, two black eyes, burns and bruises all over my body and bloodied swollen fuck holes. I thought my days of snuff porn were over, but just like that, I was pulled back in.