Category: Taboo phone sex

Snuff Porn Pays My Debt

snuff pornDo you have snuff porn fantasies? I have been told that I bring out the sadistic desires in men. I had no clue so many men hated a woman with red hair. But I get told regularly how badly someone wants to hurt a ginger girl as in hurt her deadly. I was doing a threesome last week with this dealer guy I know and one of his friends. I was just trying to score some free blow and weed. My dealer was buried balls deep in my ass while his friend was skull fucking me. It was nothing more than rough sex until his friend started strangling me. As he was choking me, he kept saying, “Die you red headed slut.” I thought it was some sort of role play fantasy for him, but he was really hurting me. Hurting me badly too. I could taste blood in my mouth. My vision got blurry and I became light headed. I tried to speak but cock was down my throat and my lungs were filling up with blood. My dealer just kept pounding my ass even though I became lifeless. I was jolted awake by a very hard slap. Everything was blurry, like a film was over my eyes. My dealer’s sick friend had evil in his eyes. I am no stranger to that look. I tried to crawl away but something hit the back of my head. I woke up face down in a pool of my own blood. I was confused and disoriented. I looked up and my dealer and his pal had a camera rolling. They were filming me as I laid there bleeding. They were jacking off watching me bleed and cry. My dealer mentioned me owing him money. I thought the fucking was paying for my drugs; he thought otherwise. Another blow to the face, more blood, some broken teeth and a statement from my dealer that snuff movies bring in good money.

Sex with dead bodies

The room is quiet and a little cold. My nipples are hard and makes my nipples rings feel tight and aching. Everything is still; I remove the sheet and climb on top. It’s hard, but won’t stay that way. I squat over the hard cock and start to bounce up and down. Playing with my clit, this is so hot. I pull on one of my nipple rings and bounce even harder.
Suddenly the door opens. “What are you doing in here this is a morgue!” he says. As he approaches, he starts to look aroused. His hands are on my ass helping me get fucked by this stiff cock. He moves my hand from my clit and starts to play. “This has been a fantasy for years.” He says. Cum you dead body fucking, slut. His finger goes up my ass and I start to cum just like that. “I knew that would make you cum, whore. There are 10 more bodies in here with rigor, you better get going.”

Sex with dead bodies

Torture sex

torture sex

I was at my friends house during a football party and I did not think about all the crazy men there getting drunk off their asses. Me and my friend were the only females there. The night was going great, their team one and they were wanting a more formal way to celebrate. My friends dad grabbed us and pushed us in front of all of his friends.

They demanded that we strip down right then and there. We looked at one another, scared to disobey, so we undressed. Next thing you know all of the guys started to take out their cocks. We were forced on our knees and then quickly put on all fours. Are mouths were forcefully getting shoved full of cocks. We started to cry from not being able to catch any air.

I was surprised when two of those guys forced their cocks into my pussy and ass hole. It hurt so bad as they ripped my tinny little holes open. I looked over at my friend and watched as her face turned red. She was chocking on two cocks and her little body was getting jerked back and forth as they pounded her cunt and ass.

I felt blood from my ass gushing down to my pussy as all the men relentlessly kept taking turns forcing themselves inside of me. They kept laughing at us, spitting on us, and calling us names. They thought we were good whores and where well worked open, but since we weren’t they wanted to take the initiative to make sure they broke us in good enough for the other men in the world.

Rape phone sex fantasies are so romantic!

Rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies are to me what romantic novels are to most people. My dearest crush, Stephen King put it so perfectly in his book, “Rose Red.” He writes,

“Blood, under the skin. Rationalistic asses like you don’t see it. It’s liquid instead of solid. Hot instead of just warm. It is a world full of mystery…”

That’s how I feel about my snuff world. Where we shed the mundane, the “normal” and the socially acceptable sex we all grew up with. Where we thrive on abductions, on violent fucking. Where dismemberment and stroking your cock with your lover’s removed internal organ. In our world, teeth biting deep into flesh, and gushing blood feed the flames of desire and stoke the primal need for bloody fucking! The animalistic rush as an accomplice, hunting prey with my partner, or presenting a catch to my Master, sets my nerves on fire! Truly, the masochism tango is my mantra!

That hot life force flowing from my mouth and cunt makes my body come alive!

Even the life leaving my body is so deeply sensual.

Take me against my will, use me as your disposable toy, and pay tribute to my body with our blood!

What is your darkest fantasy? Will you share it with me?

Covered in blood and horny

Snuff phone sexI woke up covered in blood and a chainsaw behind me. My first thought was how fucking horny that makes me, and how that chainsaw vibrating the floor is making my pussy wet. I couldn’t believe what is going on but all my mind is thinking about is my cunt. Then a man walks in with a mask on and he is also covered in blood! He is completey naked and he walks over to me with his huge cock out, and I immediately get on my knees and open my bloody mouth. His big cock jams in my mouth and all I can taste is blood. The taste of blood turns me on like no other so my pussy starts dripping down my drenched legs. All of a sudden I feel his cock slip down my throat  and a jab right through the left side of my skull. The last thing I remember is blacking out with a big cock covered in blood down my throat.

Kidnapping Phone Sex with Marley

When you’re on the road hitching, making money in any way you can is a must. Sometimes, you’ll do some really dumb things without thinking, just because someone offered you money. When he pulled up alongside me and told me that he was a photographer who was looking for a few models for his portfolio, and that cash money was involved, I couldn’t pass it up. Taking pictures for cash? I could do this!Kidnapping phone sex

He drove me to this trashy little neighborhood, like many I’d passed through on the roads, and parked alongside this narrow, dingy house. He invited me in, and I followed. He asked if I had any kind of night-clothes that I sleep in, as that would help him most. I changed into my little sleeper set. Once he saw me, he was ecstatic, and brought me directly back to a bedroom. I started getting antsy, wanted to bolt, but the money was on offer, and I needed it. He asked me to climb onto the bed and start some poses, and picked up the camera that he’d put around his neck. The camera looked legit enough, I climbed up and started posing with some of the pillows I assumed were there for just this purpose. He asked me to start taking my clothes off, said it would really help his portfolio.Teen phone sex I hesitated, and he came over and smacked me, hard. Then, he took something out of his pocket and jabbed me. Within minutes, I couldn’t see straight to save my life. I couldn’t focus, and his commands started coming. I had to struggle to focus on what he was saying, and following the commands were something I had to do. After a few more shots, I felt his hands on me, rubbing over my bare nipples, into my panties, even as he ripped them. He moved me onto my knees, and pushed up into me from behind, but I don’t remember much after that…

Taboo phone sex with a Black Whore

Taboo phone sex

I was a sweet, innocent girl…before my older boyfriend got a hold of me and introduced my to the street life. He’s a drug addict. My beautiful, black ass is personal piggy bank. He forces me to prostitute to keep him supplied in drugs. My big titties and ass are real money makers. I’m his personal sex slave. He passes me around to all of his friends, and strangers if the price is right.
When we’re behind closed doors, he keeps me on a leash. When I have my leash on, I’m not allowed to stand, I have to crawl around on my hands and knees. And I have to keep my eyes down. If I look a john in the eye that’s an automatic beating. If I don’t make at least $500 a day, he won’t feed me. So I’ve learned to fuck the shit out of any man to keep him coming back for more. You can have me in any hole you want, I’m not allowed to say no. I always swallow cum, I never spit. Let me be your black whore, you won’t regret it.                  Layla

Pauline got to star in our snuff movies!

snuff moviesOk this fucking slut Pauline crossed a major line with me, she sent naked pictures of herself to MY man! Who the fuck does she think she is?? Look at her, old as fuck and no where near as pretty as me… did she really think that he was gonna want that dried up old pussy when he could have all this instead? I made him act like he was into it, he even invited her over for a late night booty call, but instead she got a whole lot more than she bargained for! That dumb bitch was eager to be tied up and fucked, she actually trusted him can you believe that? She didn’t even know anything was wrong until I came walking in… then she knew she fucked up bad! She started begging for her life right away but I have no mercy for women like her! I pulled out my special strap on cock, the one that is wrapped with razor wire and has a 6 inch dagger coming out the tip… she took one look and started screaming. I slammed it in deep and immediately the blood started to pour out of her, every thrust brought more and more until finally she died laying in a pool of her own blood. I bet she definitely learned her lesson about sending dirty pics to another woman’s man huh?

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Knife Play Phone Sex Keeps Me Busy

knife play phone sex Knife play phone sex is popular with me. I love sharp objects because they serve many purposes in my life. I have quite the collection too. I think my knife collection would make Michael Myers envious. I have been fascinated with them since I was a little girl. I much prefer to be a knife wielding bitch than a gun toting whore. There is no skill in a gun fight. It is luck and if your victim has no gun, it’s an easy kill. A knife fight requires precision and is an equal fight, well in theory it is at least. I have honed my craft over the years thanks to annoying fucks, tiny dick losers and spoiled brats. I can chop a cock or balls off with one clear slice. I can stab to kill, paralyze or disfigure with one hand movement. If you live after I stab you, it is because I want you to live. I don’t miss my mark whether it be your balls, your throat or your heart. I did a little handiwork this weekend. I have a signature slice like a graffiti artist’s tag. I know it is recognized because cops and coroners have mentioned it in news stories.

With a few exceptions, I kill or castrate folks who deserve it, so the police rarely investigate. Most of the folks I castrate actually pay me to do it so they say nothing unless end up in ER with a nasty infection. I had a Catholic priest pay me recently to remove his balls so he will stop molesting little boys. Not really because he was remorseful and wants to curb his desires for young boys. More because he will not be able to hide from the law forever if he keeps getting busted by folks in his Parrish. Can only be moved around to churches for so long before the law finds you when you can’t keep your hands of little boy dick. Pretty sure the Diocese paid for his  junk removal because priests have no money. As I cut off his dirty balls, I told him I would castrate all the priests in Boston for a flat fee. I was not at all surprised when a check from the Diocese of Boston sent me a very large check. Good think I have a lot of knives. I’m going to be a very busy girl the next few weeks. Don’t worry though, I can squeeze your worthless balls in too.

bloody phone sex is my pennance

bloody phone sex LangleyBloody phone sex doesn’t begin to describe what happened to me! One moment I was minding my own business on a swing, reading my favorite book, the next thing I knew I was waking up in a pitch black room, on an ice cold concrete floor.

I was dizzy, and I hurt. I hurt so bad all over so badly I couldn’t even sense where on me was hurt. Then bright, blinding light. As my eyes adjust, I see a tall man, naked, covered in blood from his chin to his feet. My heart is pounding! It dawns on me to look down. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! My breasts! they’re cut almost completely gone!

I scream and scream! Strong, powerful hands, he’s on me. Opening my weak legs, pushing his bloody dick into my little raw cunt.

I keep crying, then lightly sobbing.. As he fucks the life right out of me, me lowers his head, drinking my flowing blood from my ruined tits, slurping and suckling like a hungry brat on steroids.

The last thing in this life I knew was his hot seed pouring into me, as my life poured out…