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Forced Knife play phone sex with Rena

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I walk into my apartment from a long day of work. I’m just so ready to relax and unwind. I go to the closet and pick out a sexy purple see-through nightie. I start my shower, hot water caresses down my tired shoulders, over my big tits. The water trickles past my engorged clit and instantly I’m turned on. I decide to step out to go get my big black dildo. I get back in the shower and have the hot water running down my back, making my tight shoulders relax. I take my huge toy and slowly slide it in my wet and ready pussy. I shove it in hard and deep, oh it feels so fucking good. Working the toy faster, I rub my clit, rub it hard and fast. I fuck myself hard until I have cum dripping from my swollen crevasses. I finish my shower and get out. All of a sudden there was a big bang. I was so startled I dropped my black dildo. I quietly and nervously walked to the kitchen where I see the door wide open. Fear instantly ran over me. I ran to my bedroom and locked the door, proceeded to call the cops but out of nowhere a hand covered my mouth. All I could think was I’m going to die. A voice whispered in my ear  to keep fucking quiet and if I was a good girl, I would live. I’m so terrified, I piss on myself. But, I happened to notice something unusual in the intruders voice, it sounded girly. She threw me on my bed and told me to spread my legs. She had a mask on so I couldn’t see her face. What are you going to do to me, I asked, my voice shaking. ‘I’m going to do whatever the fuck I want”, she said. She picked up my big black pussy plunger and dug it into my tight cunt. Stop, I pleaded. She pulled out a small steak knife and held it to my neck. ‘You will do whatever I fucking say and if you don’t I will slit your nasty, cum guzzling throat you fucking bitch’ She fucked my pussy and then my tight ass and went back to my twat. I was hurting so bad. The knife held at my throat started to cut into my flesh. Blood slowly trickled down my neck, I just knew I was going to die when out of nowhere she pulled her mask off and began tongue fucking my ass. I wanted to look down to see who this person was but she held the knife closer making me bleed more. I heard her moan. What the hell was she doing? She violated my twat some more and even licked my clit a little. All of a sudden she stopped, I felt the bed shaking as she let out this sultry, aggressive moan. I can’t believe she came! I had the courage to look down towards her and she was already putting her mask back on. ‘Stay on the bed until I’m gone’ she said. I heard the front door slam. I just lost it, I started to cry as I dialed the police. ‘Yes,I’d like to report a crime’…..

Torture sex, the misunderstood

Torture sex Torture sex to me is not about the pain itself it is about how it makes me feel in a full body way. Not just physically, but mentally as well. Like mental floss so to speak? Maybe it’s like being a cutter I don’t know. This weaving of metal through my back is a lifelong dream. With a Master of pain a lot of pleasure and release can come from such a set of skin piercings. I’ve seen it with my own eyes. Women and men who enjoy suspension have described it to me as freeing and mind bending. Pain because absent with the rush of adrenaline. The bar piercing is temporary if you go that way. There also fish hook looking apparel. I just want the rings up my back. I find it so arousing and I think having a master rub ribbon of his choosing through each of them and using them to control me. I can almost feel the orgasm now.

Near Death Experience

ass rape pornAss rape porn is a good living for me. I am a submissive whore, so I started answering ads for fetish BDSM models when I was 18. I was a runaway and by the time I was legal to start nude modeling, I had been living on the streets and in hostels for a couple of years. I knew this other runaway who did hardcore anal and bondage films.  She disappeared one day. Answered an ad she saw on Craig’s List, when they still allowed adult ads, never saw her again. The word on the street was that Haley answered an ad for a snuff porn and it was a real snuff movie. That has lingered with me for years. Part of me believed anything was possible including the fact that she was killed for an underground film, but the other part of me thought she just moved to a different city like all runaways. I found out recently what really happened to Haley when I showed up at a studio for a fetish shoot. At first, nothing seemed off. I saw lights, cameras and BDSM  equipment. I even signed a waiver of liability if hurt during the shoot. I thought why would snuff producers have me sign a waiver if they intended to kill me?  They gave me a Xanax to relax, which is not uncommon. However, it looked off, so I didn’t swallow it. I just acted groggy. Maybe one of the few smart things I have ever done. I saw another girl all fucked up like I was supposed to be. They dragged her to a room that looked like a medical examiner’s room. I watched as they dismembered her. Blood splattered everywhere. Her screams were deafening. While they were distracted sawing her limbs off and thinking I was passed out, I snuck into the basement to see if there was a window I could escape through. On the wall were pictures of limbless bodies with severed heads being held proudly as if big game hunts. I saw Haley. Her dead blue eyes staring at me. I threw up before I squeezed my big tits through a small window and ran as fast as I could from that house of horrors.

Evil Phone Sex Castrating Methods

I love a chance to explore my desires with evil phone sex, and methods of castration are essential to explore, for me anyway. There is a special kind of fuckwad that castration phone sex is suitable for and I met one the other night. This individual really thought he could push me around! Tisk tisk little did he know he chose the wrong “Bitch” to try having his way with.

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Oh, don’t worry, I did lead him on, of course, and with one plan in mind! I’m going to cut this fuckwads prick off and he won’t see the light of another day! I hate dickheads like him and he will bleed the fuck out! I let him grope at me and acted completely dumb drunk just to make sure I get him to leave with me.

I get him out the door and tell him my ride is around back. The back of this club is a series of old warehouses and I have my set up in one of them for just such an occasion. We start making out and groping hard up against my truck when I push him away and mention we should go back in one of the buildings so I could fuck his brains out. It didn’t require much more than a mention and a tug. We were in my spot and I had his pants open and his unremarkable prick out as his hands were working up my skirt. I stroked his fuckstick a little as I allowed him a few seconds to really get into the heat of the moment. I leaned down and yanked my knife out of my boot and put it to his throat as I shoved him down on a mattress I had in there, covered in plastic already.

His lust, and all the blood flowing to the other head had him somewhat confused as I was straddling him on the mattress. In seconds I had made a quick stroke with my blade across the base of his scrotum and started to bleed him as he screamed.

Accomplice phone sex gets bloody with Langley

accomplice phone sex LangleyI had a very special request the other day from one who I call Daddy. Daddy was very fucking horny, and from watching my big sister’s snuff video daddy made, I know just what he wants.

First we get my little brat sister, I get to fucking help snuff her out first. I lay her out on a small bed, straddling her waist, clit-to-clit. Daddy slides his big, fat cock into her little mouth and down her tiny throat all the way. She’s struggling for air while he’s face-fucking her, not that she’s going anywhere! I take my scalpel, and when daddy pulls back, I slice right through her throat to the fucking bone. I love seeing daddy’s bloody cock sticking out of her neck, and just have to fucking suck on it!

But he’s not done yet! While there’s just a few moments of life left in her, I turn her around, shoving her gushing neck right into my cunt, filling it up for daddy, while I pop her hips out of socket and hold those long little legs wide for daddy. He shoves his dick in so hard and fast her little pussy is torn the fuck open, and blood oozes out over his stroking shaft. Her heart beat it’s last, which means one thing…

It’s my fucking turn.

Rape phone sex fantasies come true

Rape phone sex fantasies Rape phone sex fantasies are a real part of my nightly wet dreams. I love talking about how it would happen, and the types of things I want to experience.

I’m in the bathroom, standing over the sink, brushing my teeth. I hear something but immediately dismiss it as the cat getting into things. I finish brushing and rinsing and I am violently grabbed from behind and thrown to the ground. I only have my silk long nighty on and it is ripped from my body like it was an old rag. I am struggling and clawing but I am overpowered. I feel a flash of white hot pain rip through my ass. No lubrication, no regard for my virgin ass. I’ve never allowed anyone to fuck me in the ass and now this human is fucking my ass violently.

I can feel my sphincter ripping and stretching. I am screaming and struggling but the violation continues. I feel the stiffening and the familiar groan of him cumming in my ass. Abruptly as he entered, he was gone and I was left alone, bloodied and ripped asshole, cold on the bathroom tile.

Accomplice phone sex presents from Langley!

Accomplice phone sex I brought my accomplice phone sex caller a wonderful gift the other day. A sweet young thing I had been stalking for a while, little miss cheerleader. Thought she was so much better than the rest of the world because she had bouncy tits and fucked whoever she wanted. I snagged her from outside a party while she was puking in the fucking bushes. A cord around her fucking throat and she went down like a wet sack of potatoes, with minimal flailing. Not that she could have fucking thought straight enough to fight anyway. I plopped her in my trunk and buzzed away to his mortuary. He was instantly excited to see something fresh to play with! He gets so bored of the stiff, cold ones.

Together we stripped her and laid her out on the autopsy table, slight under her breath whimpers, not that she would be waking up any time soon, between what I shot her up with and the alcohol, the dumb bitch would be fucking dead before she could scream. With a cock hard as a rock, he began cutting her. First the “Y” incision, slipping the scalpel through her flesh like butter, collar bone to pelvis. Her blood seeped out in a long, thick, gooey wave from the cuts, her heart still trying to pump away, to no avail. When he laid her open, her eyes opened filly wide, shock momentarily frozen on her face, before her heart began it’s final, shuddering, beats. Beat… Beat…Beat… And she was gone. I could just barely see a little steam from her body cavity as he went to work. He liked keeping his work room extra cold, kept them fresh longer. Piece by piece her internal organs were placed in little metal dishes, gleaming still with the moisture from when she was still living. 

He sawed her legs off at the hips, and with my help, cracking the bones out of socket, removed them completely. This makes things so much easier!

 Removing his blood-covered apron, his raging dick was ready. As he entered her still warm cunt, I gripped her womb from within, jacking him off within her.

Feeling him surge load after load of high-powered cum in her was the most amazing feeling.

What’s next?

Taboo Phone Sex Whore

taboo phone sexI am a taboo phone sex whore. That means I am submissive with no limits. Since I am a druggy slut too, I will do anything for drugs or for money to buy them. My dealer cuts me off frequently until I can cough up some cash. He says my pussy is too loose to satisfy him, so no more drugs for pussy; at least not a well used pussy. That is a whore problem. I do my Kegel exercises, but I am a fisting and gangbang whore. I am surprised my uterus has not fallen out yet. My husband cut me off, so I got creative. I am resourceful that’s for sure. There are always “model” jobs in the Back Pages. I answered one for lesbian porn. That sounded like cake walk compared to what I have done in the past. I should have known better. My luck never goes that way.  It was lesbian torture porn. Two dominant women abused the fuck out of me and another “worthless cunt.” I just took the money and endured the pain. Women are actually crueler than men when it comes to torture. It began with me and this other desperate chick being tied up back to back of each other. The bitches in charge made us eat their assholes as they farted in our faces. They were enjoying our humiliation. I could taste shit. I don’t consider myself a shit eater, but that night I was one. She actually took a dump in my mouth and forced me to swallow it. While I was gagging to swallow her shit pie, her friend took a cattle prod to my asshole. I shit myself. Of course I had to clean up my mess like a good puppy. Our holes got violated with taser guns. No porn was being made either. We weren’t models. We were torture slaves for the enjoyment of a couple bitches in charge. I got my money to score some blow, but I won’t be shitting right for days.

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Gangbang rape porn for master’s pleasure

gangbang rape pornMaster loves to watch gangbang porn. I guess he grew tired of watching it online or on his tv. He brings me into a room with three men. They are all standing there naked. He starts taking my clothes off. “Whats going on?”  I ask nervously. “You are going to let these men fuck you and your going to act like your little whore ass doesn’t like it.” He says in an evil voice. I bow my head to him and let him take the rest of my clothes off. I make myself cry as i sit on the lounge chair. “Please master don’t do this.” I beg. In reality I don’t want this. One of the guys smacks my face and laughs. He shoves his Big long dick into the back of my throat. I begin choking on it. The second guy picks me up and gets under me. He sticks his massive prick into my tight wet cunt hole. He starts thrusting in and out of me. The third guy shoves his cock into my filled cunt as well. I scream a muffled scream and gag on the throbbing cock in my mouth. They laugh again. Tears stream down my face as my soaking wet pussy deceives me. They thrust in and out of my holes. I scream over and over each time they shove their cocks into my stretched out pussy. They shoot their loads in me. I do not enjoy any of it. But I am master’s and what he wants I give him. My cunt leaks with their semen. I lay there crying and in pain.

Torture phone sex with Paulina

Torture phone sex

I had a session recently with a particularly brutal Master. He is strong, experienced and knows how to use me. He’s brought something with him today. It is the tower of pain. I was really turned on when I saw it. It looked like it would rip my nipples off if I made a bad move. I had a mind to not be on my best behavior.
He put the device on me and I was immediately thrown into a whirling sensation of pain, I was getting so wet. Involuntary tears streamed down my face from the pain. He patiently told me to bend over, and rammed a piece of ginger into my asshole. The pain was so intense and searing I came and he was not happy. I had not asked nor had I waited until he was done with his amusement of torturing me. He spun me around and slapped me across the face, but it did no good. I love being slapped, choked and used. He violently pushes me down to the floor and starts to use a round very spiked hair brush and shoves it in my fuckhole. I screamed and he only did it more. All he muttered to me was, cum now for me bitch. My tight pussy bloodied and sore Master takes his cock out and fucks me, he fucks me hard. With each slam he pulls the tower of pain clamps on my nipples and is almost ripping them off. As he finishes he sits down on my chest and jerks off his cock spraying my face with his cum…he is one of the best. He makes me stand up by pulling on the tower of pain; I hear the whip of a cane and the crack across my back. He was caning me as hard as he could, with every whip I wanted even more. Finally with welts all over my back and legs he takes something from his pocket, it’s a lemon. He squeezes it hard and the juice starts to flow out of it. Rubbing it on my back, In scream and squirm and beg him to stop…it was so erotic and painful I was ready to die.