Ass rape porn stars like me are often strung out addicts. You need to be high to take anal torture. I was partying with a dealer and his friends over the weekend. I trade my holes for blow or whatever drug I can get. He gave me some coke if I entertained his friends. Of course, I let him pass me around like a piece of candy. It is just sex. I have fucked for far less in my life. My coke habit is expensive. My allowance doesn’t begin to cover what I use. So, years ago I learned that trading my body for blow was a smart move. It is a dangerous move too because when you barter for drugs, guys know they can do anything to you. Only a skanky bitch would trade her fuck holes for blow. To them that means anything goes, even anal torture sex. I was high, but not high enough to not feel the pain of several fists in me at once. Two fists went in my ass simultaneously. They got as deep as their elbows. Even high as fuck, I felt that shit. My ass prolapsed and bled. They laughed and joked about kicking my ass back in. They were high on something that made them more sadistic. One dude put a chain around my prolapsed ass and walked me around the room like a dog. Even though I was the pet, the other guys pissed in my face like they were dogs. I could hear my dealer saying, “Make that dirty whore earn her coke guys.” That they did. I was fisted so hard and so deep I may never sit or shit right again. I was forced to drink piss and suck dicks clean that were covered in my shit and blood. I was fucked for hours and humiliated over and over. Small price to pay for free drugs when you are an addict.
Category: Torture sex
Sneaky little bitch
I love to watch little brats running around it just reminds me so much of my self, and how much of a little shit I was. My family gave up on me because of it. To much fighting, arguing, sneaking out and threats.So, now I love to just watch them while their parents are gone. I get to do what ever because I am the fucking boss. When they the youngest one screams I put him on the dresser naked to make him so fucking cold while he freezes. That’s his time out haha. I make it so cold in the house the screams make my pussy drip. I had to tie their dad up last night because he caught me being vile, I lost my job and will have a warrant soon but I fled I don’t give any shits. I’ll do it again I just need to move, Let me know of some good places that I can keep being a sneaky little bitch.
Torture Sex on National Corn on the Cob Day
Master pimped me out for some torture sex. He needed money and he said I was his only commodity. He sold me for the day to a bunch of hillbilly farmers. Apparently, it was National Corn on the Cob Day. As they strapped me down to some machine used to husk corn, the boys from deliverance had an evil grin on their faces. I swear, I felt like I was in a Wrong Turn movie. They were in overalls, missing many teeth and looked like they were a few generations into inbreeding. My only hope was that they would force fuck me with corn on the cob instead of their hillbilly dicks. Be careful what you wish for. They had a barrel of freshly husked corn for my fuck holes. I swear, I heard Dueling Banjos playing as they grabbed corn ears to sodomize me with. They had a sick way of celebrating National Corn on the Cob Day. They made an ass rape porn with me as the star, rather my asshole as the star and corn cobs as my co-star. You wouldn’t think that corn on the cob would hurt, but when you have inbred freaks shoving 4 and 5 ears of thick corn in your ass at once, you are screaming bloody murder. I was out in some desolate corn farm too. No one could hear my screams. I tried to think of something else, anything else, but these inbred mother fuckers smelled awful. They were hands down the most disgusting men master has ever sold me too. I was the star of some bizarre corn on the cob snuff porn. I was trying to see the positive. Corn on the cob was better than their cocks. Corn on the cob was just foreplay. After my fuck holes were bloody and gaping, they hillbilly fucked me. Their dicks were dirty and deformed, likely diseased too. Who would have thought I would have ever wished to be gang banged by corn on the cob over cock. Happy Corn on the Cob day my ass. I don’t think I can ever look at corn the same way again.
Famewhore Kim K
I worked with Kim K as an assistant for a photo shoot she had with a grand photographer. The photographer was one of the best in the game if not one of the one of the best the best. Kim was freaking out about losing followers her husband was going crazy there was royal wedding frenzy. Jenny Lo had a comeback, and teeny boppers were killing her shine left and right. Kimmy K was desperate and willing to do anything to climb to the top and stay number one on the trending boards all thru social media. It was so awesome to be a fly on the wall for what I am about to spill next. Kim put her career in the hands of the photoag and listened clearly and carefully to all the orders and suggestions. It started out simple. Kimmy take your outfit off entirely, Everyone has seen every square inch, so this wasn’t going to do a thing.
The advice she got was spreading her cunt for the shot. The famewhore did just that. The photographer finessed her to do everything he wanted her to do. Kim K was spreading her twat her ass and even peeing on the photographer’s dick. That’s a golden shot he reassured her. In no time he was fucking her holes and making her give him a footjob and letting him fuck her famous curvy ass. Things escalated so quickly. I was ordered to bring in her young sister Kenny J. Kenny was timid shy and it was so surprising she was a model. Kim ordered ken to strip and get close. Kim K was kissing Kenny and Kenny had a stream of tears. They both were cum swapping and piss swapping all of the photographer’s supply. It was total torture sex for kenny.Anything for fame and exposure Kim kept telling ken it was all going to bring the Karjen clan on top again. Kenny got sick and barfed everywhere. Then Kim k had to clean it up entirely. Their grand shoot wasn’t done just yet. The ankle biter came in and took a personal lesson from her momma and took that meat stick too. It was definitely a first to witness.
Torture Sex Killer for Hire
Torture sex killer is my handle on the darknet. I have no problem finding men who want to hire me for the jobs that they lack the balls to do. I am a sick bitch with no remorse. I am not cheap, but I am efficient. Taylor contacted me last week for a job he needed done quickly. He was hiring me as a contract killer on his girl friend’s daughter. The girl is your typical spoil bitch cock tease. She has been blowing her mother’s boyfriend for gifts and money for months now. She denies him access to her perfect cunt, however. She recently told him she needed a new car, or she would tell her mother that he forced himself on her. He has plenty of money to buy her a car. He has plenty of money to hire her executioner too. Smart man. He knew it would never stop. She would blackmail him until she was old enough that touching his dick wouldn’t matter. He paid me what three cars would have cost. When he showed me her picture, my cunt got wet at the thought of a teen rape porn with this slut. I hate hot teen cock teases like her. I killed her last night. Today’s headline read, “The Grisly Death of a Cheerleader.” I made it look like a home invasion gone wrong. Terribly wrong. I massacred the bitch while her mom was out with my client giving him an airtight alibi. I stabbed her in the cunt a few times. Sexually mutilated her perfect teen body. Chopping off her perky tits was my favorite part. She cried and screamed as I stabbed her porcelain skin. By the time I was done, she was unrecognizable. Just a pile of raw hamburger meat. The sexual frenzy would make it look like a deranged madman or maybe a ritualistic murder. Anything to make the cops look for a stranger. A deranged psychopathic killer like me. Who can I slay for you?
Bloody murder
The sound of screaming sluts brings so much pleasure to me. I scoop out the ones I want to be snuffed out, and my boyfriend handles the rest. I like to hear them beg and plead. Dumb cunts have no idea they have no fighting chance. I will do whatever it takes to make some nasty whores pay for their slutty actions. My favorite thing thus far is snuffing a whore who tries to flirt with my man. It’s like the perfect snuff porn scene. We both end up killing the bitch and jabbing her holes after we have had fun with her. Its no fun for the slut but its a real joy to hear the whore in excruciating pain. That’s the best. I light up a blunt and enjoy my high. It’s the perfect event each time. Each whore gets a different treatment, but the result is always the same. Screaming bloody murder won’t help you, sweetheart, no one will find you or hear you.
Fantasy rape whores
Well, when you have to sluts ready to do just about anything for that A you have some fun bound to happen. My instructor wanted to fail my chemist partner and I. We had to do damage control. We needed to be on board with our grades to graduate on time. We went to him after class ended and he had only one thing in mind to grant us our wish to pass. We would have to be his fantasy rape victims. We would have to commit to intense torture sex for the whole summer. We hated the thought but had to do it. Our first session started right there. We were both his fisting sluts, and we both were being chocked out till we had a stream of tears. The sick fuck was enjoying it. I couldn’t believe we subjected ourselves to this for a measly pass, but we had to do it. We were going to be his whores the whole season.
Torture Sex Fantasy: Death by Orgasm
He had a torture sex fantasy. I was the perfect star. He bought me at a black market auction for bimbos. He bought me for a steal too because I had outlived my usefulness to any man. My new master immediately put chains on me. Leg irons and handcuffs too. He thought I was moving too slow. “Let’s go Bitch,” he yelled as he slapped me across the tits. I picked up the pace. I inquired where he was taking me. He informed me he was some sort of scientist. A mad scientist who was using me as his Guinea pig for a new assassination technique. He planned to inject me with some microscopic robots that would invade my heart and when I orgasmed would kill me by stopping my heart. His plan was death by orgasm. He stripped me naked, put a leather collar around my neck that kept my head from moving. I was lead downstairs into the dark death chamber basement. I was scared and aroused. A spreader bar kept me from closing my legs as he examined my wet pussy and mocked me for being aroused at my ultimate demise. He injected his mad experiment into my right thigh. I felt weird suddenly. My body was taut, restrained and spread eagle. He used a variety of instruments, including his fingers to masturbate me. As hard as I tried to think of other things, unpleasant things, I found myself aroused. My wet pussy betrayed me. He was determined to make a snuff porn with his purchased whore. I fought the pleasure, but it was impossible. I am a pain slut. Deep down, I knew I deserved to die. I had just hoped, I would not go out like this. I came. I came heard. I felt my body stiffening and soon after chest pain. In the end what gave me the most pleasure in life, killed me. What is your snuff fantasy?
Whores must die
My friend invited Macey and me over to snuff out the new girls in the neighborhood. A little promiscuous bunch moved next door. We could see all types of guys come in and out. My friend invited Macey and I and wanted us to lure the three sluts over. We wanted to give them a home welcoming to the neighborhood. In actuality, we were just going to fuck the whores up and do some wicked snuff stuff with the twats. The three girls were dressed up like complete prostitutes ready for dick. Macey and I got all three fucked up and ready to be used. It was so hot to see them beg for mercy. None of them were going to leave without being subjected to snuff sex. Having three whores tied up is hard work, but it was so fucking hot to see the blood sweat and tears stream. We were going to make sure they each got our masters cock till they all died. Watching them choke out and taking their last breath.
Snuff Sex by Suffocation
Snuff sex by suffocation was his plan. I was his bondage whore and his coke buddy. I was completely bound tight. I was wrapped up like a Christmas present. I couldn’t move. When he sat on my face, I thought it was just to lick his ass, but he shoved his dick so far down my throat I started to choke. I was unable to breathe because his asshole was over my nose and his cock was making sure I couldn’t breathe out my mouth. I started flailing about. My arms were restrained behind my back, so all I could do was shrug and rock a bit. He was not a little man. I thought he was joking when he said he was going to smother me to death. He is a drug buddy. We get high and we fuck. He never has been violent towards me. He is one of the few mean who has not abused me. I still thought it was some sort of joke until I passed out. I thought that was the end, but his urine stream in my face woke me up. He was laughing at me. According to him, we were just getting started. He invited other guys to join our kinky snuff porn. Every guy sat on my face, choking me with his cock until I passed out. They woke me up by pissing in my face. I have rope burns on my wrists and ankles. Veins are visible on my face and in my eyes. I look like I survived something, but I can’t tell anyone that I look like shit because guys smothered me with their nut sacks all night and pissed on me to revive me. That doesn’t sound like something a soccer mom would let happen to her. But then, I am no ordinary soccer mom.