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Castration Phone Sex with Venus: The Best Birth Control

castration phone sex knife tortureI have a pig for sale. It never ceases to amaze me how many worthless fuck pigs turn over their entire lives to me. Just a flat, “do with me what you want mistress for I am a worthless pig.” Yes you are a worthless pig,  and you bet your pathetic ass I will auction you off to the highest bidder for whatever twisted, perverted thing I want. I could auction you off to be tortured, to be snuffed out, to be castrated, or to just serve as a slave, fuck or house.

I was on the fence for this particular pig. So, I ran an ad just seeing what kind of hits I would get. I got offered $10,000 by a chick who recognized him as the ex boyfriend who gave her an STD. She wanted to castrate his disease ridden cock, take away his manhood so he couldn’t infect any more girls. I am a greedy bitch, but I told her she could take his junk for free. I can sell him without his man bits to be snuffed out or used as a slave.  I have no allegiance to stupid fuck pigs with a death wish anyway. But I do like to help a bitch out, especially when it’s all about revenge.

torture phone sex sadistic bitchShe was salivating when she saw him in his cage. We taunted him like a monkey in the zoo. Rattled his cage. He was blindfolded, but he recognized her voice. Shit himself too, just like a dirty animal. I pulled him out of his cage, made him clean up his mess, then forced him in the castration chair. It’s this little device I made which has a wood plank for a worthless pecker to be stretched out on, and straps for the arms and ankles. He tried to back out. Pleaded to keep his nasty dick. I have a strict no refunds no exchanges policy. You pay me to do whatever I want to you, fuck your cold feet.

I pulled his pecker to elongate it as much as I could considering its diminutive size. I nailed his balls to the chair too. I gave his disgruntled ex my big knife, but the bitch had a change of heart. WTF? I hate pussies. I yanked the knife out her hand, stabbed her in her worthless cunt repeatedly. Left the bitch alive but bleeding profusely; pretty sure she wouldn’t reproduce ever. The world needs less pussies. I then took the knife dripping in her pussy blood and took her ex’s dick right off. Didn’t go slow, didn’t numb him, just pulled his worthless balls out, twisted them into a knot, then a swift whack and his junk was gone. I then shoved his disease ridden worthless pecker in his wimp of an ex girlfriend’s mouth. “Suck on that bitch. Teach you to back out on a deal with me,” I yelled at her

Nothing went as planned, but at least I ensured two pansy ass stupid fucks who can’t follow through will never reproduce. Need a license to do just about anything in this world, but any fucking moron can reproduce. Well two less fucking morons can reproduce now.

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Snuff phone sex is to Die for!

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  Snuff phone sex ended my life, my story is innocent but the blood that spilled was real. I felt my teeth being kicked in and I knew it was going to be a long night. I was trying my best to fight off this mother fucker but it was nothing I could do. He took the wire cutters and the clamps and pushed them further into my tits.This mother fucker was bonding me his for life! I was trying to get away from these assholes and was using every bit of strength I had left to claw their eyes outs. They were beating me and I could hear the slaps and  punches that were being driven into my face but I didn’t care. If I was going to die I was going to at least try to take this nigga with me! Kicking me with a boot one of them yelled to the other to get Bertha. I didn’t know who Bertha was but when my face saw her I just choked back tears. Sometimes they say there are freaks of nature and Bertha must have been just that. It looked like her face had been mangled in a shredder and her nails looked like claws. But she was human, maybe it was this human that was God’s mistake! I looked at her battered skin and the needles that had been shoved in her clit and fought even harder to get away from what I knew was about to happen. When she smiled it was like something I had not seen from this world. Dried blood and feces clung to her teeth; if they were teeth, and her tits hung low and to the ground.

     Slapping her on the ass the gang circled us and I cried, screamed but only choked dried sobs came out. Pushing her down I felt the stench of her breath as I knew what was about to happen. Spreading my legs apart I did my final kick to one of the gang members as Bertha spread my cheeks apart inserting one of the hypodermic needles from her pussy inside of me. As my eyes closed and I begin to relax, I felt the full of a sword open my flesh and the blood run to the ground. A light above hung and I tried with all my might to hold on but, it was much too late. Dark was around and then there was nothing.

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Have you ever seen a woman give birth? I always thought her fat belly would just go away right after the little shit came out of her. I watched a whore give birth last week and it had me thinking. What would happen to a cunt if the shit bag was pushed back inside. I knew I would need a very big woman and a not so big man. I had the perfect couple in mind. Keri was 32 and she was house bound. Her freaky husband was 38, a shy little man he weighed maybe 130 and 5 foot 4. He loved big fat pussy. Something about a fat woman made his cock drip. That is why Keri weighed over 500 pounds.

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This was way too easy. After Her loser of a husband left I walked into the house. She was fast asleep in her fat fucking bed. I was very happy to see that they had a lift in her room. They probably used it for all sorts of creepy shit. As I was strapping her up in it she started to wake up. I giggled as she tried to get away from me. She couldn’t even lift her fat fucking legs. I got her up in the lift and decide to see how big her pussy was. I stuck my fingers into her fat smelly cunt.  I was able to stick 4 fingers in there without lube. I grabbed the biggest thing next to me and that was a soda can. I didn’t lube it, I shoved it up there thinking I’d hear her scream. This fat cunt asked me what I was doing! She couldn’t feel anything.. Oh but she would and soon.

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When her husband walked into the door he got a welcoming home like he never had before. I smacked him in the back of the head with a frying pan. knocked his wimpy ass out. I tied him up and placed him in the right spot. I think the smell is what woke him up. He was right under her big fat body. I started to lower her down on to his head. Listening to both their screams made my pussy wet. I grabbed a hair brush and started to fuck myself and I shoved this mans head into the pussy he loved so much.

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Killer Phone Sex Kills this Nigga Bitch

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     That’s right bitch suck that cock! I was gagging and it was taking tremendous effort not to pass out as I had been sucking this nigga’s cock for hours, At the hand of these bitch ass nigga’s I was gagging on cock by the hour and the tears in my eyes or my screams of help did nothing to quiet  the fucking rage they had. I was trying to move but I couldn’t get up .Each time I tried I was smacked back down to the floor by one of them.  They would pull down their pants, piss or shit and I was ordered to eat it .How many of them were there? I couldn’t say how many there were I was just reeling with shit all over my back side. I couldn’t even say how long I had been in this hell hole. Each time I tried to open my eyes a cock was shoved in my ass hole and cunt. My tight little brown sugar  had probably been stretched to the limit. I was trying so hard not to let them see the fear in my eyes but I couldn’t help it.Looking at the hacksaw and countless daggers  I knew my life was going to be over. I knew I was not going to be able to see the light of day any longer. The clamps and wires on my nipples were so painful and the blood that rushed out of my tits had been placed in a glass. They used this glass to measure my fucking husband’s debt  I don’t know what was going to happen and I didn’t care to know.

     Forcing my legs apart I tried to fight as much as I could. The blood and screams would do know good as whatever was used as fuck toy went towards my cunt.  Pulling their cocks out they would scream for the nigga bitch to suck Big Lin’s cock. . Big Lin was a cannibal that loved eating flesh. This blood thirsty bastard was  was trained to eat my flesh by the sound of a whistle. Not only would he tear my flesh from the bone he was commanded by the gang to fuck me in the ass. I am sure it  would take  some coaching but he would do it.  Big Lin was a bit slow but this bloody thirsty asshole loved eating nigga cunt. He would turn around and piss  on me like the other gang members.. But today, when saw that cutting blade  I knew it was over.  Big Lin had been commanded to eat me alive! I would not be coming back from this nor would I ever.

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies with Venus: Who Do You Want to Snuff Out?

killer phone sex fantasies butcher girlI get asked all the time about my ideal victim. I am rather steadfast in my assertion that I have no type other than a person who has annoyed the crap out of me in some fashion. Age, race, gender… don’t matter to me because worthless fucks come in all shapes and sizes. Self entitled assholes, stupid fucks, whinny brats, needy bitches, small dick losers, are everywhere. But putting all that aside, the type I fantasize about butchering the most is the American Bimbo. Vacuous, attention seeking, drama filled, gold digging, bed hopping, Botox injecting, fake looking whores who give real women a bad reputation.

 I have zero tolerance for fake ass stupid bitches. When I see them at the mall shopping on some sugar daddy’s dime, or teetering drunk on stripper heels at some club, or using their plastic parts to get what they want, I’m consumed with sadistic ideas on how to dismember and torture them. I want to inflict insurmountable agony to their fake bodies. I have murderous visions of sawing off big bogus titties and feeding them to a pack of wild dogs. Using pliers to snap off dragon lady finger nails. Peeling the fake tanned skin from their bodies. Violating their bubble butts with a blow torch. Pulling the bleach blonde hair from their heads by the root. Sewing up their whore cunts so they cannot breed brats they can’t feed. Cutting out their tongues so they cannot ask stupid questions or lie. Yanking the ring from their worthless belly buttons with my teeth. My pussy drips at the thought of ridding the world of these dim-witted piranhas.

 On second thought, maybe I do have a type. Who wants to hunt with me?

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March Madness

torture phone sex renaMarch has been one crazy month. All the college basketball games have been on, and my father has gotten himself into even more trouble. That means his ass is in hot water with the bookies, and my ass is gonna have to get used to bail him out. Such is my life. This has been going on for years.
I got a call from Tony, one of dad’s lenders, telling me he was hosting a game night at his place and I was to be the prize. He left me the address and told me to look like a fan girl. I put together my best looking Michigan State University cheerleader outfit and did my make-up.
I got to Tony’s as instructed, an hour before tip-off. His place was filled with men of all ages, shapes and sizes. Many of them had been drinking and I could tell that they were looking me over like meat on a plate. I stepped into Tony’s Go-Go cage, which he had suspended at the corner of the bar. The rules were I had to give any man Tony sent over a blow job, and the winning better got to take me home for the rest of the night – no holds barred. I hoped that this time the winner would be someone kinder. Many of the men that ran in this crowd were rough.
Marty the bartender handed me a drink through the bars of the cage. Ahhhh a nice Absinthe to settle my nerves. No sooner had I downed the drink when Tony sent over the first of many men that night. I was all about the business and got right on my knees to give this guy head. He was a talker. Said his name was Lee and he hoped he would be lucky enough to win me. He had a lovely accent – which I could not place. South Africa maybe? London? Anyway it was nice to hear him talk. Sadly that did not last very long as he was an easy comer and did not last more than 5 minutes. I slurped up every drop of cum from his spent cock and smiled. He winked at me and slid me a $20 bill. Tony saw that this guy was trying to tip me and immediately rushed over. “That belongs to me” he bellowed “for this cum whore’s debt”.
I must have blown 15-20 men before the game was over. I lost count after Marty gave me another Absinthe. Finally it was down to the last minute of the game. The scores were close and I could hear the men jeering that they were going to be the one to take me home. I looked over the crowd of men and saw Lee nodding his head. He gave me the thumbs up sign like he knew he was gonna be the one. I smiled back and nodded. I hoped it would be him. Lee was a tall, slender man with ginger red hair. He seemed like a gentleman, and his voice was very soothing.
My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the final buzzer for the game. Tony got up to the bar and announced that the winner of tonight’s prize was Lee!! I could not believe my luck! Lee hurried over to the cage and quickly whisked me away to his SUV. We drove down a country road and pulled up to a big red barn. “Follow me”, he said politely. As we walked in, I could tell something was wrong. The lights in the barn were red and all I could see was dungeon furniture! Paddle benches, Saint Andrew’s Crosses and tables with restraints lined the whole perimeter. Lee forcefully grabbed my shirt and ripped it off me. He yanked my hands up over my head and tied me to the St. Andrew ’s cross. He took off his suit and tie and rolled up his sleeves. He opened up a rifle case that was filled with whips, crops, floggers and canes.
He took turns beating me with each tool for what seemed like hours. I don’t know if it was blood or sweat that was running down my back. I felt like I was about to pass out when he dumped a bucket of ice water on me. “No-no little one, I want you awake!” He untied my hands from the cross and dragged me over to a bench. He flipped me over on my tummy and spread my legs. He unzipped his pants and shoved his hard cock into my twat. Over and over again he pumped my slippery cunt. I listened to the hard slaps of his balls against me as he fucked me like a beast. Finally his breath became ragged and he dumped his load deep into me. He pulled me up by my hair and told me I was his cum whore from now on. He had paid off my father’s debt to Tony so he could have me. I was glad to be done with Tony but had no idea what the future would mean with Lee. I guess only time will tell.

Master Makes His Own Ass Rape Porn

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It has been days since I have had anything to eat or drink. Master has only been down into the basement once and it was to put me in into a new restraint position. I begged for the taste of his seed to fill my belly. I pleaded for him to piss in my mouth so that I could chase the thirst away. Ass maggot in the corner only got a beating every now and then. Master brought him the crust from his sandwich which was only enough to keep him alive. What Master had planned for him I do not know. He came down the stairs, his boots seemed heavy.He undid me from the rack and attached a chain to my collar. I crawled behind him and he did not even speak a word.  He told me he was going to make an ass rape porn film for one of him buddies. I inhaled deeply and positioned myself accordingly. He chuckled at my ass out into the air. “No no you little puke, you will be wearing this.” He held a strap on in his hand and then nudged his head over towards the poor guy in the corner. Handing it to me he ordered me to put it on. I did it fast as he fastened the back to hold it in place. He grabbed the camera up in his hand and put a leather mask over my face.

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I walked towards the figure in the fetal position in the corner. He looked as broken now, naked and shivering. He began to scream as I approached him. He sat his full weight onto him backside to prevent me from entering. I looked back at Master, unsure of what to do. He ordered me to take him. I cried from under the mask, and forced myself to the back of him. He was so weak that he was easily manipulated.I rammed him in the ass with full force. He screamed and tried to get away from my giant black dick that was pumping in and out of his asshole. Blood began to dribble out from between it and his hole dripping onto the floor. I grabbed onto the rope around his neck and pulled him back like a horse. Master kicked him in the face knocking him out and then snatched me by the arm, camera still in hand.

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He tied me up with rope and began to penetrate my asshole. I whimpered, my rose bud was so tight I knew I was bleeding around his cock. He forced me into various positions driving deeper and harder into me. I could feel the length of his cock in my stomach as he continued with his thrust.When he was ready to cum he came inside me trickling it down my ass. I let out a sigh, both of relief it was over and sore because my meal was instead put into my anus. He ordered me to clean his dick. I stuck it into my mouth cleaning his member of my ass juices and than searched the full length of it looking for remnants of jizz to put into my mouth. He stroked the side of my cheek with the back of his hand and I thanked him for it. He told me that we were going to make him a pretty penny with our video and than he went back over to captain, not so cool anymore, to record him crying on the floor. I still felt kind of bad for him now. He will get used to it though, I did.

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I love watching xxx snuff porn so much. I love sitting in front of my TV on the edge of my bed and watching bitches get their throats slit while their blood is used as lubricant for ass rape. I will watch different snuff films for hours. You know what I do while I am watching guys be castrated with chain saws in the public square? I am sitting there with my finger in my gooey cunny making myself squirt all over my floor for my mom to clean up.

I love it when they scream, the noise their voice makes when it is so raw from all that screaming. I miss bathing in the blood of my enemies and my list is down to the floor and out the door.

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I miss being the accomplice to little p cock fun. Chop up and feed them to my mother for dinner lol.

Her fat ass would eat them and never know anything different. I want to kidnap this perfect dumb ass whore from school named Erika and make my own little snuff film to watch over and over.

Take her to a private place with you and spread her perky ass cheeks wide while you ass rape her. We can make out to the soundtrack of her pathetic screams. Recoding it all we will make our own anal rape porn that others will wish they had. She will beg for us to stop while we knife he in the twat. She is so full of shit while she apologizes; let me spread her mouth so you can shit in there. Make her eat it just to prove a point. I am all wet just thinking about all the ways we are going to pluck this stupid bitches life from her body.

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Finding My Way Into A XXX Snuff Porn

Snuff phone sexI received the phone call to show up at an auction from one of my long time friends.  I was so very excited because buying nice shit from auctions is one of my personal passions.  Always the slut I dressed for the occasion.  You never know when you might meet a guy who wants to take you home and use you the way a woman should be used.  That means, left bruised, battered, fucked raw and then tossed away like the trash she is.

I arrived and it wasn’t at an auction house, it was a regular house.  This through me so I phoned my friend and asked him for the address again.  He told to just get my stupid blonde ass in the house.  I hung up and walked up to the door.  Before I could even ring the bell the door opened, I was grabbed and yanked inside.  There were many men inside and three other girls.  Not dressed as white trash as me, but still there.

I asked my friend what was going on, he told me to shut up and just go stand with the others.  One by one we were taken downstairs and were told to walk around the tables where the majority of the men were seated.  We were also instructed to not say a word.  The first girl only made it to the third table when she started to cry.  Then she became hysterical and tried to run.  She was quickly grabbed and taken into another room.  I can still hear her screaming in my mind. 

The second girl didn’t make that mistake, she made her way around the room then had pictures taken of her.  It was my turn, I still didn’t know what the fuck was going on, but I knew better then to say anything.  I walked from table to table, it was then that I noticed that each man had an ipad in front of them along with an auction paddle.  I wasn’t going to an auction, I was IN the auction!  I became excited! 

After another hour or so we were all brought back into the room and we each went with a group of different men.  I was taken into one of the upstairs bedrooms that was completely covered in heavy plastic.  The first man came in wearing a hood, then the second and so on and so forth.  I was violated in every way possible.  I didn’t care why they were doing what they were doing, I was enjoying it.  Then I heard a gun shot from somewhere else in the house.  I immediately froze.  One of the men grabbed me and forced my mouth back down onto his bulging cock.  He pulled my hair back and said, “What’s the matter cunt? Haven’t you ever heard of XXX Snuff Porn??”XXX snuff porn

My First and Last XXX Snuff Porn

gangbang rape porn submissive blondeI answered an online ad for models for a gangbang rape porn shoot. I have been violated and gangbanged by men all my life, but never been paid for it. This was a chance to make money off of being a submissive whore. When I arrived there were a dozen or so men I met who would be my costars. I was given the code word “red,” to say if things got too rough for me and I needed a break. In all my life with masters and various men, no safe word has ever been honored. This was sounding promising.

The filming took place in a warehouse bathroom. To say it was disgusting would be praising it’s condition. The stench was awful. It smelled like death. I swear this was the bathroom from the original Saw movie. The  director instructed my costars to tie me up. This was to be a bound gangbang film. Duct tape immobilized my legs; rope on my arms restrained my upper body. The filming began once my body was secured. They fucked my ass, my mouth, my cunt repeatedly. I couldn’t escape the smell of death. I tried to push it out of my mind, but I knew something was up. This was all too good to be true for a subby bitch like me.

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While I was being drowned in cum, I saw blood on the floor in one of the stalls. The director realized I saw it. He grabbed me by the hair, dragged me over to the toilet and shoved my face into the nasty bloody water. “The next stall will be coated in your blood whore,” he snapped. Then he bounced my face off the cold hard toilet seat. I woke up on the floor, blood dried to my face, covered in jizz. I squinted to see better as stark light was hindering my eyesight.  Every man who had fucked me was holding some sort of deadly weapon. I saw a knife, a gun, a hatchet, a hammer, a chainsaw, brass knuckles, even a stiletto. I yelled “red” repeatedly hoping their weapons would drop to the floor.

“Stupid greedy whore. This is a XXX snuff porn shoot and you are the victim,” were the last words I heard before, “Snuff the bitch out.” I was bound, gagged, laying on a dingy floor when they charged me. I was stabbed, beaten, cut, shot…My fingers were being snapped off my hand. I could see nothing but red. As I laid in an huge pool of my own blood, unable to move or even speak, the director said, “Cut.” The final words I would ever hear. I thought it was over; that I would be released to get medical attention. Wrong. Cut meant cut my head off. I saw the axe rise above my bloody head, then everything went dark and cold, so very very cold.

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