Category: Torture sex

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies Just Need the Right Accomplice

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex fantasies are what I am talking about. I like to be the sexy GFE with a twist. I am the kind of girlfriend who helps you pick out a piece of candy to sample. I have this man in my life who loves Lolita pussy. He got a taste for it when he was dating this other girl. She had a small army of brats with different baby daddies. She would get wasted, as in passed out wasted, and he would fuck the girls. He told me once he even fucked one of her son’s assholes, because from behind he looked like a girl with that bubble butt. He did not care because a tight hole is a tight hole. We were talking about his past experiences, and I was getting wet. I suggested we go find his next teen rape porn star. We hopped in the car and went cruising. I found just the one for him. It was a boy. A young teen boy with girlish features and long hair. He had a cute bubble butt. My friend was super hard looking at the boy. He just likes tight holes. I think most men do. My friend does not have a super big cock, so my holes are not tight for his average cock. But a boy butt would be just right. I lured the boy away. Asked him if he wanted to party with me. He was down for it. How could he not be? We went back to my friend’s place. I did a sexy striptease for the boy. He was straight despite his appearance. He looked right at me and started stroking his cock. The joint I gave him was laced with something that would put him in la la land quickly. Once it kicked in, my friend was turning that boy into his private ass rape porn star. The boy woke up and I let him suck on my tits as a consolation prize. He screamed into my boobs. It was a fun night. Maybe not so much for the boy, but he won’t remember much once the drugs wear off.

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I sure enjoy a lot of great snuff sex because it’s rough and intriguing. You can save all that lovey dovey crap. I want some real fucking.  Give me the kind of fun that makes my toes curl and my legs shake, and I need that big Rod balls deep inside me. You can have all that sweet romantic bullcrap. It’s time that I enjoy some real ass and twat pounding. Ever since I became a snuff lover, I have looked for the best kind of fucks to make my cunt get off and be enjoyed. You know I am a bit fucked in the head when I want to have my ass destroyed, my nipples tortured, and I beg for nothing but pain. Who said I was a prim and proper lady? You know I am a wild slut to the bone, and I want to be treated as such every time I fuck. Make it feel painful because that is so good.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Might Make You My Victim

murder phone sex fantasiesHolidays bring out the extreme murder phone sex fantasies. I am always game to kill on and off the phone. Peter wanted to kill his ex-girlfriend. He wanted it to be painful and brutal. He needed my help for that. I am always game for torture and death. I met his ex at a party, and I made nice with her. I had to lure her away so her ex could execute his plan and her. I kind of liked her and I hate everyone. But money is money, and her ex paid me double my asking price. I drove her to my place for some after party drinks. I was amazed she trusted me. I looked different. I dressed in trendy clothes. I did my hair and my makeup more mainstream. I am a Goth girl, but this time, I looked like the typical girl out on the town looking for fun. She had no clue she was about to be a snuff porn star. I felt bad for her. Again, I never have feelings. She told me all about her psycho ex-boyfriend. When I heard the story, I changed the plan. I took a risk and told her about his plot to murder her.

In that moment, we bonded like I have never bonded with anyone. Peter had to die. We turned the tables on him. It was not easy, but my plan worked. He thought she was passed out, but she tackled him, which allowed me to restrain him. His death was epic, and painful, and a bit sparkly, LOL. I put a firecracker in his ass and blew his asshole out. It was messy, but painful. It did not kill him. We had to insert bigger and badder fireworks. We even used sparklers in is holes. His flesh was burning off his body. He could not believe that I took his money to kill his girl, and now he was the snuff sex victim. This guy was a psycho wife beater type. He wanted her dead because she broke free from his years of abuse. I am not pro woman or anything. I hate most women, but this girl, she was cool. She was a survivor. I let her put the final firecracker in a hole that I carved out in his belly. This was the one that killed him. Blew his guts out literally. I gave her half the money he gave me to kill her. I mean she did help me kill him. She earned every penny.

Coked up and used for Ass rape porn

I was at a party being dumb and young with my friend and we got used for Ass rape porn. They fed us drinks and lines of coke. By the time we figured out what was happening it was too late. We got slapped and our clothes ripped off. My friend was begging for them to stop but I knew better. Sadistic men like this want you to beg it gets their cocks harder than before.

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I watched as one of them wrapped his hands around her neck and started to strangle her. I watched as she passed out and they all cheered. The guy holding the camera grabbed my hair and I was told to watch and see what was coming for me. They turned her over, spread her legs and a cock was forced in her ass. She woke up screaming and got a cock i n her mouth. I watched as she got torture fucked hard. Her ass was bleeding and it only got them more excited. After he busted inside her they grabbed me and forced me to lick her bloody hole. I knew it was going to be my turn to get fucked next.

Snuff Porn, Coke and Torture is My Kind of Fourth of July

Snuff porn and fireworks anyone? I love the Fourth of July. I am in party mode. Okay, more of a party mode than usual. I blew through my first bag of coke quickly. You would have thought I was Al Pacino in Scarface. I called my son. I knew he would bring his mommy some coke. I also knew that mommy’s ass might pay the price. But who gives a fuck about the price if you are too numb to feel it, right? My son was in the mood to party with his mommy whore even though it was daylight. We had partied together the night before, so this was like a continuation. He wanted to stream our season. I never care. I know the viewers loves his ass rape porn mommy. I was starting to show the black and blue marks from the night before. My asshole was still prolapsed with a zip tie on it. I got in front of the camera after I buried my face in the big bowl of coke. I started twerking my ass so that my rosebud danced. No doubt it was painful, but with all the good coke my son gave me, I was feeling no pain. Not even when he took a cattle prod to it giving it an electrical shock. I felt some pressure discomfort, but no real pain. That was about to change. I thought maybe he would shove fireworks up my ass, but that did not happen. Thank God for small favors. He put a plastic bag over my head and got out the wooden paddle. He played whack a mole with my prolapse. He even whacked my ribs a few times to the sound of astonishing tips from the viewing audience.  Once I was suffocating to the point of near collapse, then my son would whack my prolapse and let me come up for air. It was torture sex on me, but I know that is what makes my son all his money. I do not mind being his cash cow if I can be his coke whore too.

Torture Sex Dark Web Underground Snuff Pornography of Whore

As a Torture Sex model and star of snuff pornography, I found my home on the dark web. My life was meant to be destroyed, over and over again. Kind of like humpty dumpty I am always in surgery getting put back together. I guess I am more like a Frankenhooker, really.

An agent of a dark web porn channel contacted me after seeing my snuff material and made a huge offer. I am the perfect little cunt to be live streamed as a kidnapped and gangbanged whore who is tortured to death and limbs cut off.

My life was so near the end for real on these sets. I found it an amazing feeling as the saw cut into my flesh. I rubbed my cunt as my neck was being sliced into. Never have I cum so hard so close to death.

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Accomplice Phone Sex? Who Do You Want to Kill Today?

accomplice phone sexI love accomplice phone sex. I kill a lot of folks solo. Sometimes, I am just the hired help to kill someone, and other times, I am just that annoyed at someone. Either way, it is more fun to snuff someone with an accomplice. I had the joy of a revenge kill last night. And it was not the typical revenge murder for hire either. This guy did not want to kill a woman who done him wrong or who ignored him. This guy wanted to kill his high school bully, who appears to still be a bully. According to my client, the target made his life a living hell in school. My client just got stronger with time. Smarter too. He is a technology genius and has sold a bunch of apps for a lot of money. I got my money up front just in case he was posing. For murder for hire jobs, I take Bitcoin only. Large cash payments draw suspicion when someone dies or goes missing. My client had some rape phone sex fantasies for the victim. They always do, it is just usually a woman they are force fucking one last time. If my client wanted to butt fuck some bully before I killed him, no skin off my nose.

I lured the target away. He was a sexual predator anyway. I have been researching and studying this guy for weeks. I would have killed him for free if I had just met him on my own. When I got him to my kill shack, I gave him a spiked drink. Once he was disoriented, my client made his appearance. He made the former high school bully his ass rape porn star. He fucked him the traditional way for a bit before he grabbed a huge baseball bat and shoved it up his ass. This is not my typical revenge scenario, but it was just as hot, maybe hotter. I castrated the target while he got sodomized. This was not about him getting off. This was about my client getting closure. And he did. I paralyzed the victim with a drug while I dismembered his body slowly. Before I fed him to the wildlife in pieces, I put his severed balls in his mouth. My own spin on a ball gag. Hey, you want to get rid of someone? I do not care who the victim is, as long as you pay my way.

Killer phone sex slut enjoys ball busting in 7 inch pleasers

Killer phone sex I put one of my worthless slaves in suspension; bound and gagged in leather latex. We met online on a Domination phone sex site. His man pussy was levitating as he got fucked Hard by a pegging fuck machine! I made sure to get all the cum out of his swelling sack. Slave training pays off when Pegging, whipping and ball-busting using my 11″ Master Stock prod on pets!  I whipped his balls with a leather whip that he shined to emasculate him! It was so tormenting for John to have to hold back his load! If he even ever dared to come near ejaculating, I electrocuted his nut sack. Poor Johnny boy had Blue balls!

Welp… He was bold enough to meet up with a Hot Killer phone sex slut that he met on the internet! He thought our skype sessions weren’t being taken seriously. He just couldn’t believe that a young college innocent looking slut was actually into that sort of stuff he thought it was all part of an act.. For the job!  That was until he had my bald pussy lips smothering him as he gasped for air. He lubricated my leather boots and slid his hard veiny cock between my calves.. I yanked at the clamped harness attached to his ball sack.. His veins were popping out of his head and his mouth widened as he grinded his teeth. Baring the agony of having Torture sex with me! His balls were black and blue yet his cock was still rock hard.. I finally let him pet my bald kitty with the head of his cock and explode all over and inside of me. 

 

Bondage Phone Sex is Fun, But Real-Life Bondage is Just Painful

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex is fun for me. On the phone, it is just fantasy. Sometimes, I get so fucked up that I forget where fantasy ends, and reality begins. I think because I did a fantasy on the phone, I can do it in real life. It never works out that way. When I saw an ad for a bondage whore, I applied. I thought I could handle it. I needed the money for some fun money. Well, coke money. That is my fun money. The guy just wanted to photograph a woman utilizing his new bondage equipment. He is a designer of BDSM equipment. I would be helping him promote his new line. Seemed like the most legit gig of my life. It was not legit. He did make bondage equipment, but the ad was just a ploy to get a snuff sex whore for personal use. He did tie me up and take photographs. But it was what he did in between shots that had me wishing I had never seen his ad. He used a spider gag in my mouth so he could piss down my throat and I could do nothing but swallow it. He put a labia spreader strap on me, pulling my cunt lips apart so he could fist me. He did use lube but got his arm inside of me elbow deep. I felt that. He has a big arm. I thought he might pull my girl parts out with him. He was taking pictures, but I knew this was for his personal spank bank. He put me in his metal stockade so he could fuck me ass. He shoved his cock in and out of my asshole using one his new floggers on my back. My ass got a better work out than an ass rape porn star.  I got my money, but this bondage experience was nothing like a phone call. A call never left me bruised, battered and sore as fuck.

Leg Fetishist Slashes Legs off Pretty Teen

Bloody phone sexLet’s skip the kidnapping, the bondage and the slow introduction to my demise. I know you want to get into the good stuff, and my killer had so much fun with my body. Do you know that magic act where a magician slices the legs of his beautiful assistant, her legs seemingly still moving after being cut apart? How about if the magician never put her back together. My fetishistic killer took a chainsaw to my beautiful legs, telling me he wanted to preserve them. You would not believe the bloodcurdling scream I let out as he split me, with me begging him to stop and, later, begging him to kill me. Once he got my legs, he took the time to put them on his worktable. He was going to work, but only once he could get some quiet. That’s when he took his cock and shoved it down my throat, choking me until I passed out. At my top half, he hacked away, blood squirting from all parts, waking me. It was only when he chopped off my head that I stopped screaming. Who knew I had legs to kill for?