Category: Torture sex

My Stepson’s Ass Rape Porn Star

ass rape pornAss rape porn is all he watches. He would be my stepson. He gets high and watches violent porn. Since he hates me, I am always the object of his anger. If not a punching bag, my asshole is getting the brunt of everything. That was the case last night. My husband asked me to bring his son a check. My son gets an allowance from daddy because he is a loser who can’t keep a job. I know I am hardly one to talk. I am a druggy whore. But at least I have a job. I know being a taboo phone sex whore is not a job to many, but I don’t need an allowance from daddy. I didn’t want to go because I knew the outcome would not be good for me. It never is when I must encounter him. I tried to slip it under his door, but he heard me. While I was bent over, he opened the door and yanked my arm, putting me off balance. I fell. He tied me up like a beach ball and force fucked my ass for hours. I had no choice in the matter. With him, fighting never goes my way. I don’t think there is anyone who hates me more in this world than my stepson.

Suffocation phone sex

Suffocation phone sexYou ever had to do Suffocation phone sex and it turns out the guy you were on the phone with is actually inside your house, waiting for the perfect moment to bust up in your room and give you a proper smothering. Well, that happened to me last night. I was on the phone pretending to be losing my breath as he beat me and suffocated me. But he was not far at all, coming out of nowhere going straight for my neck and mouth. I don’t even have a chance to fight back, he is strong and already knows exactly what he is doing. I am shocked and cannot even get a word out as he goes for the kill. I am gasping, gurgling, choking and even blacking out. Every time I lose consciousness he lets me breathe a little and I go back to fighting before he does it again. His eyes are dark and he looks like his plan is to kill me. Somehow I survived it, but my neck is all purple and I don’t know how he got into my house or when he will be back to finish the job.

Bad Babysitter Phone Sex

babysitter phone sexBad babysitter phone sex calls are so much fun. I love being an accomplice for P sadistic fun with little girls and boys. I know I don’t look like the kind of girl parents would hire to watch their brats, but I can clean up okay. I can act innocent and sweet. But anyone who knows me, knows I don’t have a sweet bone in my body. Once the parents leave for their date or function, I drug the brat and let you sneak in and have your way with her tender age body. It will cost you, but not as much as it would going through a sex trafficker or traveling to a foreign country with a younger age of consent. If you want snuff sex, it will cost more because there is more risk. I must make the house look like a crime scene and me the victim. Trust me, it is worth the extra money to get to kill and torture a tender age cock tease. With me as your accomplice, there are never any limits. You can just fuck a little girl or boy if that’s your thing or you can kill him or her too. What do I care? I hate brats and I am being paid.

Bondage Phone Sex and Torture

bondage phone sexWhen you are a coke head, bondage phone sex is one of the many things you do for a fix. He told me he would trade coke for bondage pictures. It didn’t sound like a bad choice. I told myself it was art. I was simply posing for some photos and saving the guy money. I work for coke. Anyone who knows me, knows that. I arrived on the set ready to be tied up. Nothing could have prepared me for this bondage shoot. I was tied up tightly and suspended in the air. I was not suspended with rope, however. He inserted a meat hook in my ass and hoisted me up 20 feet off the ground. My ass was holding me up. If I farted, I could have dislodged the hook and fell twenty feet headfirst on a concrete floor. My ass was being stretched. It was tearing and bleeding. I was in so much pain with likely medical grade injuries. I screamed to be let down. I was even saying fuck the coke. I was choosing my life over coke. Wow. That had never happened before. It didn’t matter, the photographer only cared about getting some hot pictures and ruining my asshole. I looked underneath me and could see the pool of blood collecting. It was my blood dripping out of my ass like a BDSM ass rape porn star. He spun me around like I was spinning on a cock not a meat hook. When he got all the pictures he wanted, he tossed me some coke and told me to get lost. One and done. He didn’t fuck me. Other than binding me up, he never touched me. He said I was just another dumb junkie willing to do anything for a fix. I guess he was right.

 

Roleplay phone sex

Roleplay phone sex“This is just Roleplay phone sex.” He says on the other end of the phone line. “I don’t want you to think I’d do this in real life or anything but I have to tell you what I need. I’ve drugged you at the club and gotten you away from everyone, you’re screaming but I have a gun to your head and my hand around your mouth, telling you that you better shut the fuck up before I blow your brains out. You get dragged out into the woods, miles away from civilization. You’re crying and begging me not to kill you but I just laugh and push you along, ordering you to take your clothes off as we walk. We get to a patch of trees, all my stuff is set up there and that’s when you really start to panic. I quickly handcuff you around a tree, and get my device to hold your legs apart. I shove a ball gag in your mouth and blindfold you. You’re screaming and hysterical, my cock is already rock hard and ready. You cry the whole time I abuse your holes, the whole time I force you to take this cock, the whole time I torture your tits, skullfuck you, and turn you into a pain slut cum dumpster. You think I am going to kill you but I just leave you there bound with cum running down your legs, completely gagged to the point that no one in a million years would ever hear you. You wail as I leave you there. will I come back for you?”

Teen Rape Porn With Gray

I have a new favorite hobby, teen rape porn madness w/ ghastly sinister and gore-ific fuckability. So, it’s my thing to destroy young fucktwats and make their daddies watch and assist. It’s really the fucking best. But!! You see I happen to have gained a new dirty little fetish, and that is taking down some millennial twat-o-grammers aka Instagram models. Yeah, I got really fucking bored and annoyed with so many shallow bitches online fixated in all these stupid little cattle style following and the whole I’m a model, I’m popular from my selfies shit. This whole scene is one big fucking sickness that I feel I need to harness my bad ass self and take on the role of the Angel of Death. I lured in a few of these dumb shallow bitches and had them singing the death chords for my boyfriends black metal band. They really thought they were going to be actually trying out to sing! What a god damned joke! I rigged up some scrumptious mimosa cocktails with a little special something to really kick their asses. These dumb cunts had it coming and hot damn I had some of my boyfriends groupies cumming harder. Yeah, I did vile things with some nice power tools. I loved fileting that  pussy with a cheese grater dildo ratcheted into a drill. The screams, the gore the level of excitement it gave me and my lover we fucked so hard with their blood all over us. Who do you wanna fuck up?

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Snuff sex was not what I expected

snuff sexSnuff sex what not where I expected my night to take me, all I wanted was a night out with my friends. I was out on the dance floor and left my drink on the table, I guess that’s when someone slipped something into my drink because I don’t remember leaving the club or anything. I woke up in a dark room and I was naked and hogtied with a ball gag in my mouth. I was freezing cold and I couldn’t see anything at all, I was completely helpless. I could hear footsteps coming closer so my heart was pounding I was terrified! A scary voice told me that I was going to be in a movie and that I should just relax because if I tried to fight it the punishment would be much worse. He grabbed me by my hair and dragged me into another room where a bright light blinded me, I was on some kind of stage surrounded by men and they all had something in their hands to hurt me with and I had never been so scared before. They took turns torturing me one by one I have never felt pain like that before but some small part of me knew that I deserved it. They left me tied up there when they were done with me, I didn’t know if I was going to live or die but either way I know it was all my fault for getting myself into that kind of situation.

Home invasion phone sex

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I had just pulled into my garage and closed the door behind me. I got out of my car and opened the trunk to get my groceries out. It always creeped me out to be in the garage by myself but no one was home to help so I had to just deal with it. I heard a noise but I figured I was just being a chicken. Then I heard him breathing. I didn’t even have time to turn around before he grabbed a fist full of my hair and drug me across the garage floor and into the house. I tried to scream but was so terrified that nothing would come out. Once he had me in the house, he screamed at me and told me to strip down to my panties for him. I wasn’t moving fast enough for him, so he punched me several times in the face. I had blood pouring from my mouth and tears streaming from my eyes but still couldn’t even scream. I was just going to do whatever he wanted. He grabbed me by my hair again and bent me over the island in the kitchen. He ripped my panties off and tossed them to the side. I felt his hard cock press into my ass and I knew what was going to happen. He fucked me hard in the ass for what seemed like forever. Laughing the whole time. Calling me a stupid little fuck slut and asking if I regretted leaving the front door unlocked, like the dumb bitch I am. He reached over and turned the sink on while he was still ramming his hard cock in and out of my tight asshole. I didn’t expect what happened next. He held my face under water as he continued to rape my asshole. I fought hard to hold my breath but couldn’t for very long. He started to cum right as my lungs filled with water and I faded out.

Cannibalism phone sex

Cannibalism phone sex “I’ve been watching you for a while, watching you go from class to class. Seeing those perfect booty shorts showing off that juicy ass. Those thighs of yours looking simply delicious.” What had once started off as Cannibalism phone sex quickly turned into a fantasy that had become reality. I was bound tightly, and he had me in the tub, where he was cleaning my body. I knew from past phone calls that soon he would shave all the hair off my head, and my entire body. I was scared, he was looking at me like I was dinner and I knew I wasn’t going to be able to talk myself out of this one. He continued his ritual as I cried silently, knowing the end was near. Once he was done cleaning me and getting my body all cleaned up he took me into the kitchen, there were ingredients everywhere and a custom human-sized oven as well. He started by putting an apple in my mouth, just like a porky piggy. I tried my best to resist but I was bound up to be cooked. He slathered my body in oil, seasonings, and garnishings of potatoes and carrots. He looked at me with such hunger as he pushed me into the oven to cook me to death, and I knew he’d start with eating my ass or thighs first, that’s his favorite. He mouthed to me as I burned quickly alive that I was going to taste so good.

Torture phone sex

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I’ve always fantasized about being raped and tortured before finally being put out of my pathetic misery. I figured since I’m just a junkie whore anyway, no one will miss a reject to society like me. All I’m good for is fucking and sucking cock for drugs. I finally met a guy with enough balls to do me in. He told me to meet him in a back alley behind an abandoned grocery store in town. That alley is notorious dumping grounds for snuffed out junkie whores. At least he wouldn’t have to drag my nasty, cum filled corpse very far. I started to walk down the alley when suddenly there was a hand over my mouth and a deep voice in my ear. He called me a junkie slut and told me he was here to do the job. He dragged me behind a dumpster and started cutting my clothes away with a big knife. Once I was naked, he grabbed a fist full of my hair and forced me, face down onto the ground. He lifted my ass up and started to rape my tight little asshole as I cried in pain. He reached around with his knife and started to make deep gashes in my thighs. Next, he started to put his cock in my pussy but not before he ran the head down my leg. He was going to use my blood as a lube to fuck me. He fucked me hard for what seemed like forever. While he was stuffing his cock into every hole he could fit it in, I felt a hot, searing pain of the knife. He was cutting huge gashes all over my nasty whore body. The entire time, he was yelling at me and telling me what a dirty, junkie slut I was. I was crying and begging him to end my life. My pussy was so wet from being tortured and I was weak from losing so much blood. He told me to lie down on my back and look up at him. He was on his knees and plunged the knife right through my neck, pinning me to the ground. He stood up and spit in my face before walking away, leaving me there to bleed out. I deserved every bit of this and more.