I woke up from a drug induced stupor tied to some strange contraption. Each limb was pulled in a different direction and all four were being pulled slightly behind me, making it so my torso was sticking out further than the rest of my body. Low pitched chanting hummed through the air. I tried to look around to see who the voices were coming from, but my vision was still cloudy and the room was only dimly lit by candles, aside from one flickering light which hung right above me, shining into my eyes. When my vision finally returned to normal, I could make out black, hooded figures in a circle around me. One of them was standing right in between my legs, saying something in an ancient language as the others continued their chants. Sinking a large dagger into my chest, he jammed his cock inside my pussy at the same time. He pulled out the knife and let the blood trickle down my body, eventually trailing down my arms and dripping onto the floor. Fucking me until he came inside me, the next hooded man came up and did the same. Each man there stabbed me just once, then came inside me. By the time last man stepped up, I was dizzy from the blood loss. Streams of crimson blood poured down my arms and legs, pooling on the floor around me. It seemed the blood was being funneled into one drain, like they were collecting it. For what reason, I had no clue. Barely conscious, the last knife drove its way inside my flesh as my pussy oozed cum. The last cock entering me caused the cum to gush out and drip down. I drifted to nothing as the last nut deposited itself inside my hole.
Category: Torture phone sex
Final Day of Week V Sloth
The lazy bitch is in the basement and being trained not to be worthless. Her hubby was sick of the absolute nothing she does, so here she is. My guy started off by piercing her nipples, clit, and septum. He told her they were all places her hubby could use to keep her in line. She had been weeping the whole time she was here and I could tell my guy was getting pretty pissed about it. He told her twice to stop, which is more than he’s given anyone else, but when she didn’t stop he hooked up some chains to her nipples and pulled her hard over to the wall where the crops and floggers hung. When he stood her up against the wall and let the chain go he suddenly noticed her pussy had gotten very wet. He smiled and said, “Well it seems you like a bit of pain.” Tears rolled down her face and he started swatting her legs and pussy, she would stiffen and flinch a little each time. But suddenly she stopped the whining and tears and was silent. My guy quickly shoved his fingers into her pussy and yelled “You are cumming you lazy bitch! You are supposed to ask permission.” He withdrew his fingers and made her lick them off. He took her to her sleeping area and bound her hands behind her back, put a fucking machine between her legs. “Since you like to cum without permission or having earned it, you’re going to get fucked raw.” He set the machine on high and let it start fucking her swollen clit pierced pussy. A few hours later we could hear her screaming while we were upstairs enjoying dinner. We made our way back down and sees that her twat was red and angry. He asked if she has learned any kind of lesson. She gave him a look of “fuck you buddy” and she snorted in derision at him. “Really.” He said, not as a question but more as a threat. “Well Paulina, I guess we just found out lust victim, what do you think?” I nodded and said “Perfect bitch for it.”
Snuff sex is the only sex for me!
Snuff sex is the only sex for me, I just can’t get off with boring old vanilla sex any more. I want to see bitches suffer and scream, I want to feel the life flowing out of them and know that I am the cause of their death. I absolutely love fucking little whores up and I will never let an opportunity pass me by, that’s why I grabbed that stupid whore walking all by herself last night. She was terrified and far too young to be all alone like that so when I showed up she was eager to go with me… until I got her back to my place and showed her all the toys I have. She almost passed out from fear when she saw the bloodstains on the floor and even begged me to let her go, it was too late for her tho! I fucked all her holes and cut that little whore to pieces!
Smoking Suffocation Phone Sex
She screamed and the smell of charred flesh filled the air. I was playing one of my favorite suffocation phone sex games. This one involved a lit cigarette and lots of smoke. Looking at your erect cock, I knew you were enjoying it too.
We had picked up this little truckstop whore along the Interstate yesterday. She was thumbing home after her shift and it was her lucky day. You lit up a fattie laced with something and she greedily inhaled it. She was snoring in the backseat when we pulled far back into the woods.
I tied her to a table. Your cock was throbbing so hard that I was afraid you’d come. The tip of my cigarette fixed that real quick. Your pain is my pleasure. And the best was yet to come.
She awoke painfully, barely able to focus. When she realized what had happened and opened her mouth to scream, I busted her lip. “Time to play, slut.” I purred. I lit a cigarette and took a long drag. I reached for a plastic bag from the nearby drawer. It was clear so that when I pulled it over her head and duct taped it at her throat, I could see the fear in her eyes.
This is where it gets fun. These are special plastic bags with a valve. I took a long drag on my ciggie and blew it into the bag. The nicotine and carbon monoxide created a gas chamber that deprived the victim of oxygen. She would die a terrible death by suffocation. Of course, I expedited her demise by burning her flesh, her tits and labia, with my Marlboro. The harder she screamed, the faster she died.
Right before she took her final breath, I turned her over to you. Your swollen meat could barely wait to fuck her seared flesh and fill her with cum as she shuddered out her final breath.
Whipped
My drug addict boyfriend sold me to you for $200. I’m scared because I see the evil in your eyes. And my judgement id right on the nail, because as soon as my man leaves you slap my face hard. You drag me by the hair to your basement. I look around and see that you’ve turned your basement into a torture chamber. You tie my hands together and hang me from the ceiling. You cut my clothes off with a knife, nicking my flesh several times because you’re in a rush. Next you grab a pitcher full of water a throw the cold water on my naked body. I’m shivering and my are teeth chattering with tears falling down my face. But it gets worse when you grab a leather horse whip and strike my wet flesh over and over again. No one can hear my screams. No one was going to rescue me.
Snuff Sex and A Venomous Vixen
When Satan ripped the virginity from my cunt with his rabid meatstick I was loaded out of my fucking mind! There was some Black Metal playing deep growling Norwegian filthy fucking deep throatal growls of dark lyrics all of which make me so fucking hot and my cunt secretes its poisonous venom. My victim, YOU will kneel down and lap up that sweet cunt juice.
As you feel the effects of my cunt venom your cock is enraged and throbbing to fuck. You push it inside my poisonous cunt and as you start thrusting the pain hits you as I squeeze my pussy muscles around that rod and sever it with the teeth hidden inside. Castrating you with my venomous vixen vagina is the very thing I look forward to as I push your severed organ from my orifice of fuck. This tasty meat rod is an offering to daddy Satan.
Torture sex
I always think I am in good company but the truth is I put myself in some pretty compromising positions. I was at a party and everyone was pretty tipsy except for the dude that was lingering around me. He seemed like such a nice guy. Usually nice guys finish last right? Not this time. He was quiet and awkward but just enough to the point where it was charming.
He asked if I wanted to go upstairs to talk more. I of course said yes. We found ourselves in one of the rooms. He pushed me on to the bed where he lifted my dress up and ripped my panties off unto my ankles. He put his hand around my neck and proceeded to choke me. His hands gripped into my wrist, and waist as he forced his cock into my pussy.
I do not think he even cared about what whole he was forcing himself into. I felt my ass and pussy ripping open as he continued to pound me deep and hard. I was yelling but there was no chance of anyone hearing me. The music was too loud. I saw him grab a knife from out of his pants while he was still inside of me.
He held it over my neck as he announced that he was cumming and started to cut into my throat. I could feel his cum squirting inside of me as the sharp blade plunged into my artery. I felt my blood saturate my hair and body. He quickly pulled his pants up and left. Left me there on the mattress to bleed out. Sometimes it’s the nice ones to stay away from.
Skinned Alive
I met a man online, and although I knew it was dangerous, I went to meet up with him when he invited me to his cottage in the forest. I drove through a lot of wilderness to get there, and when I arrived, I cursed myself for falling for his innocent way of making this sound like a cozy cottage, when really, this was clearly a cabin in the woods. A perfect murder scene. Despite my better judgement, I went inside anyway. He offered me a seat, then went to get me a drink. My back was to the kitchen, and when he came back, he hit me over the head with something heavy, knocking me out cold. When I woke up, I was in some sort of hunting shed, strapped down. He was standing over me, holding a long knife. He began to peel my skin from my flesh, starting down on my legs. Screaming, I thought I might pass out from the pain. There was so much blood dripping down, but not enough to kill me. I would be alive for every moment of the torture. He laughed maniacally as he stripped each section of my skin. Peeling off the skin from my tits seemed to be his favorite. He carefully outlined each breast and nipple before pulling them apart. At the end, when all my skin had been removed, he climbed onto the table with his throbbing cock in his hand. Barely conscious, I whimpered as he raped my skinless pussy. My flesh squished with each thrust. He drove the knife hilt-deep into my chest as he came, snuffing out the tiny spark of life that still remained in my mutilated flesh.
Teen Rape Porn: My Son Can Get a New Girlfriend
Do you like teen rape porn? I know what you are thinking. I am way too old to be a teen. That is true; however, I have sons, so I have access to teen pussy too. My little mother fuckers are pussy magnets. I got jammed up with one of my dealers. He gave me a way out. My pussy is too old and used up for him or any of his clients. He can’t make as much money off me as he can young girls. I just had to deliver him a virgin girl. That is harder than you think these days. My middle boy had a little girl over to study. I was sure she was a virgin. She is a good Catholic girl. I spiked her Kool-Aid so she would pass out and I could check her bald slit. I saw a hymen. I won’t lie, I wanted to fist the little whore. She was everything I no longer was, but if I ruined her pussy, I was out of drugs. I told my son she got sick and I was taking her home. He never asks questions. I delivered her unconscious body to Raul. He was impressed. He inspected her tight holes and concluded she was untouched too. It was a good night for a gangbang rape porn. He stripped her naked and called in his buddies. I felt bad when I saw how savagely they fucked her holes. Not just cocks. They used fists and baseball bats too. She was getting tore the fuck up like a piece of meat by savage animals. She was semi awake. I guess the pain woke her up. Raul tossed me some coke. I got high. You know, I tuned in and dropped out. That young little school girl was never going home again. I just had to come up with a good story to explain what happened when she left my house to never be seen again, unless you consider snuff porn being seen again.
It was ruthless but it had to be done!
I’ve been trying to train a new accomplice recently but she turned out to be too weak to be my accomplice in anything! Fucking bitch pued the first time I showed her a mutilated corpse, how was she supposed to learn how to torture someone if she couldn’t handle seeing the end results of said torture??? She swore that she would do better so against my better judgement I kept on with her training. I brought a little brat into the mix to see if her heart was as hard as she claimed it was but again, I was disappointed! She actually cried for fucks sake! Well, that was her last chance to woman up and she fucked it all up so she had to go! I drugged her and tied her up, I was already fucking her with a giant strap on cock by the time she woke up. The look of terror in her eyes was breathtaking! It turned me on and made me fuck her harder! She begged for her life but sadly, it was far too late for her so I slit her throat and dumped with the rest of the trash!