Category Archive: Torture sex

Ass Rape Porn and Beheading

ass rape pornIt was an ass rape porn and beheading kind of encounter. He not only wanted my ass, he also wanted my head. Not in a figurative sort of way either. Brutal hardcore ass fucking was not all that he had in store for me, but I only signed up for a brutal butt fuck. I met him online. He seemed dark and freaky, but not deadly. I told myself that the worse thing that would happen would be I had to sit on a bag of frozen peas for a few days because he prolapsed my asshole. It was more than that. It started out like any other ass rape fantasy. Fingers in my asshole. Cock in my asshole. Fist in my asshole. I think I was a more seasoned anal whore than he anticipated. He never quite fucked my ass to my breaking point. I am not saying I do not have one, because I do. All women have a breaking point. My ass bled. My ass prolapsed. I screamed and I pleaded, but I did not break from the pain. I have been a cutter all my life. What I am seasoned at is being a pain slut. When I told him that it was doubtful that ass fucking would break me, I saw the wheels turn in his head. He left me for a few moments. When he returned, He had a big scary looking device. It was a guillotine. I have never seen one except in the movies. I thought it was a prop and he wanted to simulate a snuff porn. I was happy to be his star. I thought it was fake. He bent me over a bench with my ass in the air. My neck was right under the guillotine. As he was fucking my ass, he pulled a lever and then it was a butt fucking beheading. I died with my ass contracting on his cock. I never got to feel his warm cum in my ass.


Your ass is mine

I love watching ass rape porn. However last night I also experienced it. I was all alone at home and was watching porn with my air pods in and did not hear someone come in. Whoever it was placed a pillowcase over my head and held it in place with some tape. I couldn’t hear anything except the porn that he turned up and couldn’t see anything due to the pillowcase. He flipped me over so I was face down and he cut off the panties that I was wearing. I felt him fumble a little and then felt a hard cock poke at my little chocolate hole. I was squirming and trying to stop him but he just used his body to keep me in place and shoved his lubed cock all the way in. I was screaming and crying as he continued to pound my pucker. I could feel his cock swelling as he got ready to cum. He sprayed my insides down and then waited until his prick softened before he removed it. He then took 3 fingers and shoved them back in my tiny hole but this time they were covered in hand sanitizer that burned all of the small cuts that I got when he shoved that pork sword straight in. He then got up and left knowing that I’d be able to free myself. I got up and looked all over the house but he was gone. What I didn’t know was that he filmed the whole thing and put it online. I found it and came watching myself being anally raped.


Ass Rape Porn Roleplay

ass rape pornAss rape porn was not how I planned on celebrating Thanksgiving. I have no family. My mom left me when I was a wee girl. My daddy just beat me and fucked me until I ran away. I may have siblings I do not know about, but I have not seen my parents since the 90s. Holidays are rather lonely times for a worthless bimbo like me. Instead of wallowing in self-pity, I got dressed up and went to a local tavern. I did not know that they had to close by 10 pm because of COVID. I had only been there an hour, so I was nowhere near drunk. This handsome man asked me if I wanted to keep the party going. He looked harmless. He seemed nice. I did not want to be alone, so I went back to his place with him. He was not very tall. Nor was he beef caked up. I figured I could take him being as tall as I am if his inner devil made an appearance. I was not prepared to be drugged. I should no better than that. I guess I let the holiday blues cloud my better judgement. I woke up naked tied to a workout bench with his cock in my ass. I tried to fight, but he had me duck taped to this bench. He was calling me Margie. I think he was living out some of his rape phone sex fantasies for a woman named Margie. He was in some violent fugue state. He was just fucking me. Making no sense. Violent, intense thrusts in my ass. The force with which he penetrated me with, rubbed my arms against the bar, breaking the tape. I got loose, but not for long.  He slapped me hard. I stumbled backwards and he tackled me. He kept calling me Margie as he continued to sodomize me. Eventually he passed out and I got away. Not without some damage to my asshole, however. Maybe Margie rejected him or was his sister who cock teased him. If you need a holiday escape, maybe I can offer you some violent roleplay phone sex fun?


Snuff Sex Thanksgiving

snuff sexWhile others are having Thanksgiving, I will be having snuff sex. It is a holiday tradition. I am not the typical soccer mom. I will be up late tonight doing lines of coke while my stepson and his friends fuck me. They hate holidays. For my stepson, it is just a reminder that his father left his mom for a hot younger model. He has step mommy issues. He is bipolar too. A total roller coaster of emotions, and I never know what I am going to get with him. He showed up last night drunk. He had a bag with rope and BDSM equipment and ten friends. I tried telling him this was not a good time, but he was not having any of that. They knocked me down on my foyer floor, tore off my clothes and tied me up like a side of beef. They whipped their cocks out and told me I was a four-hole whore. I looked at them and was like, four? I could only think of three. As they fought who would take my holes first, my stepson was like leave the fourth one for me to destroy. I was scared. Were they going to cut my belly button open? It turned out he was talking about my urethra. I pleaded with him no. That hole is too small. Way too small. He did not care. He rammed it in and I yelped. I cried too. I could feel the pain and the blood trickling out my pee hole. That only put them into gangbang rape porn mode. They loved hurting me. They loved destroying my tiny holes. They played musical holes. Every one of them fucked each hole of mine, filling me with cum. He did not even share his coke. I was bleeding and crying. My holes destroyed and I know there is more to come.


It Was Not a Snuff Porn Fantasy

snuff pornHe had a snuff porn fantasy. I told him I was the girl for him. I needed the money. I was desperate. Holidays are approaching and my city is back indoors. I am going to need a lot of coke to get through both being shut in and the holidays. He asked me if I had ever seen the movie The Hitcher. I thought I did once upon a time but was not certain. I was still high and honestly, just thinking about the money he was going to pay me. When you are an addict, you never think things through. He made me dress like a street walker. I put on some fishnet stockings, high heels, a leather mini skirt and a trampy looking top. I teased my red hair out like a video vixen.  I even did my make-up in that 80s slut look. Red lipstick, baby blue eye shadow and pink cheeks. I was ready to act out whatever movie scene he wanted, get my money and then get my coke. I was not getting force fucked. This was not some ass rape porn gig either. He planned on killing me. Literally, he wanted to rip me in shreds, and I was too stupid to realize it until it was too late. I was standing between two semi-trucks and still clueless. He chained one arm to one rig and the other arm to the other rig. Still, I thought this was fake. I had no memory of the movie. If I had, I may not have agreed. I had no idea he had accomplices in the driver seat of each truck and as they inched forward a little, I was being pulled in two different directions. I pissed myself. Blondie’s song Rip Her to Shreds played in my head as my arm popped out of its socket. My leg pulled out of its socket. Skin tore from my limbs. My left arm tore off first, then my left leg. Blood was spurting everywhere. I must have gone into shock because everything went dark. I remember hearing laughter right before I died. Druggy whores should never agree to snuff sex. It never works out.


Scarlet play

bloody phone sex

Had a call for bloody phone sex tonight. It started out that we went to a party at a friend’s place and we both got wasted. While he was outside for a smoke, somebody got stabbed. He ran over to help but there wasn’t much to be done as it was a lot of blood and the person was on their way out. I ran outside when I heard the screams and made my over to where the crowd had gathered. Since people quickly figured out that he was dying they made their ways back into the house for talk and more drinks. I had never told anyone but I had a blood fetish. I called my man over and began running my hands in the hot blood that was continuing to pour from his wound. I then told my guy to unbutton his pants and get his cock out, he was telling me that it was wrong but all I saw was red blood and was instantly horny. I ran my hands along his cock and let him feel the heat and the stickiness of the blood- he began to moan at the feel. I was now stroking and cupping his balls as he bent down and stuck his own finger into the gaping hole and scooped some of that red goodness out and used it to start finger fucking my already gushy pussy. We played for a while until the guy actually died and the blood started coagulating. We have now been talking about going out and finding a random to stab so that we can have more blood to play with!


Gangbang Rape Porn Party

gangbang rape pornGangbang rape porn makes me wet. I know. Not the typical statement from a soccer mom. I love lots or guys fucking me at once. I was feeling in a dark mood the other night, so I went to this underground swinger’s club with a twist. It is a kinky swinger’s club. BDSM, double penetration, watersports, hardcore ass fucking. It is not just swapping partners. It is about dominating and breaking wives. Women can go solo because they always ending up breaking a woman quickly and she becomes incapacitated. They welcomed me to the party because the guy running the show knows it is hard to break this bitch.  I was blowing this hung married guy while another one fucked my ass. Guys were joining in and it quickly became a gang bang. I was not the only woman in the place, but you would not have known that based on all the cock my fuck holes were getting. A couple wives joined in, but they started crying when their assholes got fucked. Amateurs. More cock for me then. I ended up with like 50 cocks. I like that ratio. I love gang bangs, group sex, orgies, hardcore ass fucking. I am a seasoned whore. The gang bang turned sinister like something out of a snuff porn. The husbands got rough. Violent rough. They started strangling me, choking me, and punching me as they shoved several cocks in a hole at once. I tried to be a good whore. I licked cum and piss off the floor. I was an ass to mouth slut. I did not flinch when cigars burned my nipples. I think they were showing the wives how a whore is supposed to be treated. I showed them well, because when it was done, my ass was gaped so wide a head would have fit up it. I was covered in so much cum, I could not open my eyes. And my limbs were officially sore.


Knife Play Phone Sex Slut

knife play phone sex

Hello to all you sick fucks out there. Don’t worry – I’m not saying that in a bad way. I am a sick fuck, too, and I love meeting men who like the same things I do. Take knife play phone sex, for instance. It’s one of my very favorite fetishes. Don’t you agree that there is something so sexy about knives? That cold, shiny steel. The sharp edges being pushed up against my throat, tits, or even my pussy really gets me excited. That cold knife up against my warm flesh just makes my pussy tingle and start throbbing. Maybe you can fuck me while you slice and dice. Sure, I don’t always make it out of knife play fantasies alive, but oh well. Sometimes you just have to give in and let what’s going to happen, happen. And truth be told, snuff fantasies are so fucking hot. Use me. Cut me. Control me. Kill me. Go ahead and take the lead and make sure you are really cruel to me. Slice me up. Take me apart. No matter what you want to do during our knife play call, rest assured that I am your ready and willing victim. Are you ready? I know I am.


Bloody Phone Sexy Fun

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex? I drink my victim’s blood and toast their death. Last night, I bathed in my victim’s blood. She was a hot teen slut. Not as hot as she thought she was. Not as bright as she thought she was either. She fell for the scream queen test. I tell dumb cunts I am a talent scout for horror films, and they buy it every time. Not sure why, but every time, that is the line I use to lure them into my car and to my kill shack and to their deaths. I had this idea or plan, I guess, to torture this teen bimbo. I was bored and felt like prolonged torture and disfigurement was appropriate. I was in a murder and torture mode. The cunt tried to flee from me, tripped over the rug as I grabbed her pink hoodie, hit her head and died. Just like that my hopes and dreams crushed with a blow to the head. Can I tell you how disappointed I was? I planned for days which cunt I was going to mutilate. I was pissed off. It was too late to get another blonde bimbo at the mall. I got creative. I put on a strap-on and did what I do on necrophilia phone sex calls. That was fun, but not enough. I decided to exsanguinate her. I drained her blood. Drained it all into the tub and I bathed in it. Drank it too. Masturbated in her warm blood. Blood is a fountain of youth. I love how it makes my skin glow. I was left with some skin and bones and entrails. I am a generous sadistic bitch, so I fed her remains to the coyotes out back. Keeps them loyal to me if I ever get myself in a bind. Sometimes you must make the best out of a bad situation.


Cum while you Burn

If I let you, I want ruin your orgasm as you Die. Your last cum will be in a blaze. You will wake up in hell and it will never end!

castration phone sex

That should all you need to know for my castration phone sex. But you’re a bitch boy. You always need more. So for your pathetic ass I will include a few details of how I want to destroy your cock and balls and your complete body. 

Hanging by a meat hook in the cold strategy room of my torture facilities you awake. Your blurry eyes see me and confusion fades. In my hand is a ribbed large sound bar. I smile as you realize you are butt ass naked. The tools in the metal tray beside me catch your eye, and you fucking smile. You love pain! You’re a sick Masochistic aren’t you. I follow you on a pain website I have seen your ball torture. It impresses me and makes me wet as I take you sweet baby boy dick and begin working my heated sound bar in your piss hole! 

The carpet needles are next to thread your balls with steel wire. You’re screaming in pain. But I don’t fucking care. You still find pleasure in the pain as my steer castration emasculator grabbed and pulled those hamburger balls down before I asked you if you want to cum on Last time? You say no, But I have better plans as I toss the gasoline on you and flick my zippo open. You cum as the pain gives you the last does of pleasure to your brain. I clip your balls in the flicks of fire lapping your body. 

BYE bitch boy!

I get off on torture sex! 


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