When he picked me up at the bar, he recognized me from some ass rape porn I have done. I’m not ashamed. Letting men do whatever that want with my ass, pays the rent and more. We were at his place when he requested a show. He had all sorts of ass sex toys already out for me like he knew he would meet me tonight. I was buzzed on fruity drinks and horny as fuck, so I stuck a string of balls up my ass while he jacked off. I was buzzed, but suddenly I got fucked up. Like sick fucked up. I knew he spiked my drink with something, but I was not sure with what. I started seeing double. I asked for some water, got piss in the face instead. I puked. Started shivering, practically convulsed. No mercy was shown. In fact, he laughed at me before he grabbed a baseball bat and rammed it up my ass. He said he loved bloody ass sex. I screamed in pain as it went so far up my ass it felt like it was going to come out my mouth. I kept puking while I was receiving torture sex up my ass. When he pulled the bat out of my ass, it was dripping with shit and blood. He forced me to lick it clean. I puked some more tasting my bloody shit hole on his bat. He grabbed my hair, twisted his hand around my hair until I thought he might scalp me. My face was forced down in my puke. Then I was forced down in the bloody shit mess that came out of my ass from being sodomized by a baseball bat. He knew he would meet me that night because he stalked me for weeks. He was ready for me, but I could never be ready for him or anyone like him.
Category: Torture sex
Ass Rape Porn with a Baseball Bat
That bitch got what she deserved!
That bitch got what she deserved, honestly she shouldn’t have tried to take what was mine, if she had just stayed out of my way none of this would have ever happened! See I was at the park dressed like your typical suburban mother looking for a little bitch to bring home for a friend of mine; I had one in mind and was about to snatch her when this fucking cunt got in my way. She was so fucking nosy, asking me which brat was mine and all these other nosy questions, she talked so much that she made me miss the opportunity to take the one I wanted! Oh man that shit pissed me off! In an instant I decided that this bitch was going to die in her place even though she was older than what my friend preferred. I convinced her to come with me to my car and once there I knocked her out and took her home. We fucking cut that whore to pieces for fucking up my day, she was tortured and fucked and when we were finally done with her we took her back to the park where her little boys were still waiting for her and dumped that bitch at their feet!
Bondage Phone Sex with a Redheaded MILF Whore
I have a bondage phone sex story to share. I am a submissive whore. Normally, a pain slut fuck doll. Torture, snuff and rape fantasies and rough anal are among my favorite things. Bondage has always been a little vanilla for me actually. That all changed this weekend. My dealer offered me a sweet deal. He had a big time supplier for shit heavier than I do who wanted to make a bondage film for his spank bank. His only requirement for the lead was that she be a red headed MILF. I was going to get my usual weekend blow package free for 6 months if I did this favor for him. I scratch his back he does the same for his heroin supplier, everyone is happy. It was not a happy ending; at least not for me. His dealer was Russian. A big tall burly man who looked like he could snap my neck with two fingers. As soon as I arrived, I knew I should not have agreed to this little endeavor. My greed for drugs got the best of me. Mr. X as he called himself, immediately strung me up so I was suspended mid air. It was painful to say the least. My legs were stretched out; I was gagged and my arms were pinned behind me as I hung from ropes above a thick tube of some sort. Mr. X was a puppet master, controlling the strings so I danced up and down this pole. It had the girth of a baseball bat, but was twice as long. He pulled some strings literally and he impaled my pussy on this fuck stick that gaped me wide open. The pain was unbearable. I have had many a big thing up my fuck holes, but the head of this torture sex device was covered in thumb tacks. Every time I was lowered down, my pussy and ass got impaled by sharp objects, shredding my insides. I passed out a few times. Nothing a bucket of ice cold water couldn’t revive. My torture lasted almost 12 hours. My pussy was shredded; my ass prolapsed and my dignity gone. But who needs dignity when you have 6 months of free coke?
It’ll be torture sex for you!
“Oh honey, it’s gonna be torture sex for you, why ever would you think that I would be letting you go?” is what I said to the young girl I had tied up in my basement. Her eyes got all big and the tears poured out but I didn’t care, why should I? She’s just some stupid little cunt that exists only to give me pleasure by dying slowly at my hand! I am going to peel her like a grape and leave her spread wide open for her parents to see her brutalized corpse. Do you think they will cry when they see what I’ve done to her? Her tiny holes will be ripped open, her bones will be broken and all her skin will be stripped from her body, I do hope that they will appreciate my gift to them.
Torture sex for the holidays
I have been hanging out with the same master for awhile now and he is looking for fresh meat to fuck with and torture. He proclaims this is the best part of the year. Sweet girls dressed in tiny dresses, going with their families to take Christmas photos to send out to all of their peers. He chuckles at the thought and suggest why don’t we put our services out there to take our own photos and make our own Christmas cards for them to send out.
We keep getting clients calling us non stop, and he finally has one family that meets his criteria. Two perfect girls, all dressed in tiny white dresses and a mommy and daddy. We invite them to our studio that all appears to be friendly and normal. He takes no time getting the mommy and daddy in the pose he wants and quickly ties them up.
Mommy and daddy have pretty little red scarfs in there mouths, chocking on their spit. He takes one of the sweet girls and rips her dress right off. He starts to trace every inch of her smooth little virgin skin. Awe the parents are crying! He starts to take his dick out and makes me suck it only to penetrate that perfect little tight sealed up pussy hole! It is so tiny, he rips her open with a couple of thrust.
Blood starts gushing all down her thighs as she tries to wiggle out of his grip. Her face is red and she has tears dripping all the way down her neck. My master enjoys licking up at her salty tears. It truly is the most wonderful time of the year for my master.
Instead of a white Christmas, he wants a painted red one fully of diluted blood from tears.
Torture Sex Step Mom
Torture sex is for the man’s pleasure. As a fuck pig, I understand my place. I know I am here for whatever a man needs from punching bag to snuff doll. My step son is a man of cruel intentions. He has never liked me. I have been his punching bag since he was a school boy. In fact, he was the first man to break me. The irony was that he was no man at the time. Just a young teen boy. His hatred of me fueled his desire to make me his bitch. I had been married to his father less than a year when it first happened. My husband went out of the country for a week, leaving me in charge of my step son. Little did my husband know that that his young son was clearly the one in charge of me. This was before my husband and I had little ones of our own. A mommy never forgets the moment when her boy owns her. I had gone down to the basement because he informed me there was some sort of wounded animal trapped by the cellar door. As I walked down the dark stairs, he pushed me. I was the wounded animal. He chained me up. Put a collar on me and told me he was in charge now. I was scared. He denied me light, food, even water. My only diet for several days was his piss and cum. He fucked my ass repeatedly, even smacked me around and fisted my fuck holes. I was not leaving my basement dungeon until I said, “You own me. I am your bitch.” I fought it for a few days, but then I grew weak and a little crazy from sensory deprivation. He broke me. I have been his ever since. He is in his 20s now, but stronger and way crueler than ever.
Sometimes Snuff Porn is Better than Torture Sex
Snuff porn is not just all about young coeds. Most of the snuff films I have seen involve young school girls, but there is a market out there for mommy and MILF snuff films too. I know. I am always told I deserve to die for being a piece of shit whore. My drug dealer took a hit out on me recently because of all the money I owe him. I knew it was just a matter of time before my dead corpse was rotting in an alley dumpster. The sad thing is no one will know I am missing. Well, they won’t care that I am missing. I am trying to stay hidden in this underground dungeon club. It may be safe from my dealer, but it is not safe. The male members of this club are into torture sex. I have been hiding out here for days now and I wish I was dead. It is a miracle I am alive with all the sick things they have been doing to me. Some of what they have done makes shitting in my mouth seem approved for the Disney Channel. One guy took pleasure in fucking my ass with a broken dirty beer bottle. I can still feel shards of glass stuck inside my asshole. Another man made me drink a mixture of maggots and cum. I puked it up, then had to lick it back up. Another sadist put a sewer rat up my cunt and stitched my pussy lips together. The rodent clawed at my cunt for hours making me bleed from the inside out. I know I am safe from my dealer here. He would never come to such a sick depraved place, but I may not make it out alive at this rate. I am disease ridden, bloody, infected and ruined. A bullet to the head is welcomed at this point.
Knife Play Phone Sex with Marley
I awoke to a harsh, driving pain in my side. I couldn’t recognize my surroundings, what little I could see of them in the dim light and from my angle. I went to move my hand to comfort my side, only to realize I was restrained. I felt the pain in my side erupt again, and paid attention to it. It was the feeling of a blade being drawn back out of a stab wound. I had felt that before, and it drove my blood through my veins at double the rate. I tried to scream, only to realize that my mouth was taped shut. It wouldn’t do me any good to scream anyway, it seemed. The best I could make out, I was in a sealed room that looked to be made of rock or stone.
A slap across my face drew my attention to my attacker. He had a huge grin on his face as he reprimanded me for not immediately focusing on him as my superior in every way, instead of exploring my environment. I watched as that knife found its way into my side again, this time piercing one of my kidneys. I felt his hand drive into my cunt, wide open and in full. The tears poured out of me as I screamed and writhed from the pain he was putting me through. Then, I saw the knife flash upward, above my chest, only to be driven down, just below where my sternum ends. I struggled to breathe, but he drew it up again, forcing his hand deeper into me as he stabbed lower. He did this again and again, driving the knife into me lower and lower with every move, until he finally buried it to the hilt in my uterus. I wanted to die, but he wasn’t done with me yet.
having knife play phone sex with master
Master command me to meet him in his office. I’m in the normal attire, with my hair in pigtails. I hear the door open, but I dare not look up. I could tell by the way the defeat scoot across the floor that it’s master. He walks up to me and jerks my head back. He asked me if I’m ready to play. I tell him yes sir, even though on the inside I know that Im not. He commands me to get naked. I automatically stand up and take my clothes off while keeping my head down. He takes nipple clamps and puts them on my nipples. They are extremely tight and hurt. He shoves a massive anal plug inside of my ass. I whimper. He laughs when he hears me cry. He then throws me to the floor and gets on top of me. He has a knife in his hand. I know this can’t be good. He shoves his cock inside of my pussy. He stars right by me as hard as he can I forget how massive his cock is. It hurts a lot more with the anal plug inside of me. He takes the knife and start slicing my breast. I Scream. I should know better than to scream because then he takes the knife and slices my mouth on both sides. I’m gargling blood. The pain is horrific. He laughs and evil laugh as he continually fucks me. Everything is going dark. I feel him slice my throat. He takes his cock out of me and replaces it with the knife. He starts to fuck me with a knife. I try to scream but I just choke on my own blood. Everything is dark I think I’m dead. At least there is no more pain like the pain I have suffered.
Murder Barbie
Blood splatter all over the walls, dripping down my body. The last image in my head is seeing my lower half of my body across the room on the floor covered in blood. Chopping up my body into little pieces to do what ever your heart desires with them. That is what I want! I want to please your even after you take away my last breath. I am still your little murder barbie. You can undress me and dismember me, anything. I am all yours to snuff tonight. Let your furry friend come and eat my guys out of my still alive body. Let him lick up my blood that is spewing out of my mouth. Make me eat pieces of myself and tell you how good I taste.