Little good slave Rena gone bad! I’m so tired of Masters shit. When you are past out asleep all drunk, I will fucking handcuff your fucking ass to the bed. Make you my little bitch! All those years you put me through pain, well guess what mother fucker now you are my bitch! I will stand over your face and pee on you give you that golden shower. I would shit on you but you might love it. Then I will drop low to your balls and start punching those fucking balls then cut one out and shove that mother fucker up your ass push it down with my big black strap-on and ass fuck you tearing your ass apart. Then chopping off the other ball and shoving it down your throat making you choke on it putting my hands around your neck, till you start turning purple and pass out.
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Slut
This time Master and I went a little over board, after the football game was over we killed the bus driver for the cheerleader sluts. They all got in the bus and about three miles away I took over the driving and master went to the back took out his gun. Told them he was their new coach, he made them get all naked. We pulled over in the middle of no where and tide them all together. Then I picked the one with the biggest tits to lick my pussy I just wanted to squirt all over those big titties, and watch master lick it all off her tits. I picked the virgin slut for master to fuck. I grabbed masters dick and shoved it in her little tight virgin pink pussy while I played with her clit. The fact of her in pain turned me on I waited for master to cum in her pussy so she could squat over my face and make a cream pie in my mouth.
Snuff porn – Lake Nightmare
I did not remember much up until recently of my weekend at the lake. I went there with my summer fling and I was hoping we were going to have an amazing time. The first night was amazing, the cabin was quiet, the lake was still and pretty. The moons image cast over the lake at night was so romantic. I could not believe how happy and lucky I was to be spending time with what I thought to be the man of my dreams. I was so very wrong. Everything seemed to take a turn for the worst the morning after our wonderful night of fucking on the bank of the lake for hours. We fell asleep in each others arms and awoke to the morning sun. But for some reason, my lover was highly agitated this morning. I was unsure what to think and he would not talk to me, make eye contact or really anything.
At this point I was wondering what was going on. I went about my day. I went into town, got some needed items and decided I would try to make him feel better by cooking a candle it dinner and showing my guy how much I cared. I came home and started to put away all of the groceries for dinner later. Thats when it happened, I felt this huge jolt and I fell over, someone had hit me in the head with something hard. Everything started to go black and faded in and out, but I do remember my guy getting on top of me and choking the air out of me. I remember him ripping my shirt and my panties off and fucking me in my ass. I remember he leaned over and told me what a whore I was. I finally blacked out at some point and awoke to a letter next to me saying had a great time, can’t wait to see you again.
I was so very confused. I called the police and explained the situation. The cop who took my statement said he knew my guy. He said he comes around during the spring and summer, woos girls, then assaults them. He explained that the guy has schizophrenia and that he is a sadist. he told me I was very lucky because apparently he has a thing for Snuff porn and has already killed 3 girls. I was the fourth. guess I was the one that got away.. for now!
Our BBQ was a hit.
We all sat down to celebrate with my accomplice phone sex meal. Of course, only you and I knew exactly was in those pulled pork sandwiches that everyone was chowing down on. We exchanged sly grins as the juices dripped from their chins. It made my pussy wet, knowing all of the effort we had put in was paying off. I laughed when someone complimented you on your delicious spicy sauce. Have another slice of ass, I wanted to say.
If only they had experienced our kidnapping of a fresh and perky young girl. This one was hand picked by you. I just made sure she came home with us. The poor little one begged for life and pleaded with you that she was a virgin, so please don’t rape her. Turns out that the only injection she got was with the cajun baster. I sunk that needle in deep to fill her with aromatic herbs in oil. Of course you added your own “secret sauce” to the mix.
Soon her beautiful carcass was slow roasting on the smoker. I’m sure the smoke quickened her demise. She screamed a few times as her fat dripped into the fire, making it flare up. Good thing we purge them before we cook them.
Mmmmmm, finger licking, cock slapping good. Care to join us?
My Man’s Debt
My man owed his drug dealer a lot of money, so he gave me to him instead. This isn’t the first time he’s used me like currency. When he gives me away I know I have to be a good girl and obey. His dealer likes to be cruel. He makes me wear a leash and beats me for the tiniest mistakes. He has a girlfriend and she’s just as cruel; she’ll make me lick the soles of her feet and eat her pussy for hours. They think it’s funny to fuck me with odd objects like bottles and cucumbers. When I’m hungry they make me eat my meals off of the floor. And I better address them as Master and Mistress or that’s just another reason to beat me. I love my man, and I don’t see any way out of these horrible situations. I pray everyday for the strength to leave.
Snuff Sex – Coulrophilia/Psychrophilia
I was hitching through North Dakota when he came across me. I felt bad about him from the moment he pulled up alongside me, but all my efforts to make him move along failed. That was when I knew I was in trouble, and I tried to take off. He was spry and agile for an older man, and he very quickly and easily caught me. I had no chance to fight; he was so quick that he had me pinned before I could even turn over. I felt him begin to bind my hands, I think it was with rope, but I would have to find out later. I struggled under him, the little bit that I was able to move. He gagged me with a ring-gag, so I knew, once again, that I was in deep shit.
He drug me back to his truck and buckled me in, since he knew I was unable to do anything about it. I have no idea how long we drove, or how far. I just know that when he stopped, it was in a place surrounded by wooded areas. The temperature was dropping, so I knew it was early evening. He drug me through the trees for a good while before finally tossing me to the ground. I could hear water, and I wondered if anyone lived nearby who could help me if I could just project my voice well enough. When he didn’t even bother trying to get me to shut up, I knew it was hopeless. He bound me, hands and feet, to roots in the ground, and I knew I would never get up from there again. He left my view, and I began to search around for a weapon of some sort.
When he came back, I was completely at a loss. He was dressed as a clown! He had the makeup, a wig, everything! The only way I knew it was him was that he was carrying the clothes he had just changed out of!! He set those down, walked back out of view, and came back carrying 2 large buckets. He poured freezing water all over my body, and I began to shiver. As the night grew closer and the temperatures dropped, he kept dousing me with water until he saw ice start to form from the moisture. Then, he started some ritualistic something or other. He was touching me all over, rubbing me with various parts of his clown getup. It was as I was getting closer to freezing to death that I noticed his cock was poking a huge tent out of his outfit. It was mere moments before I drew my last breath that I saw his cock hovering above my face, and then slipping down into my throat through that ring-gag.
Ass Rape Porn – Gas Station Restroom
It was really late at night when I found the gas station along the isolated road I’d been traveling. The lights were on, and the place looked relatively clean; there was a man at the counter who appeared to be reading something. I decided to chance it – using a bathroom instead of the woods is always nice. The man behind the counter never once looked up as I walked in, passing everything to hit the restroom. I did my business, taking my time as I always did when I found a restroom along the way. I washed up at the sink, making sure to clean places that the road made sure got nice and gritty in my sweet little skirts. I never heard the door open – I just felt hands press me into the wall, crushing my face into it, as a cock jabbed up hard between my legs. It found its way, first, into my cunt, using the moisture I’d applied only seconds before to slide right in. He rammed into me a few times, making sure I got wet in the process, before pulling that right back out and jamming it into my ass. I screamed, though it was muffled by the wall my face was crammed into. He fucked me for a good while, there in that bathroom in the middle of nowhere. The entire time, my face was pressed into that wall, and when he finished with me, my face had the impressions of the wall itself temporarily tattooed onto it. I fixed myself as best I could and moved along.
Pavlov’s torture chamber
I had blacked out, and had no Idea where I was, or how I got here. I was being drug along on pavement, but I couldn’t see anything. I’m blindfolded. Everything hurts like I had ran a marathon. My blindfold is removed, and my eyes blink trying to strain to see. Your face swims into view. I remember seeing you in the store, you seemed so pleasant. But why are you here? Why am I here? Oh god. You took me, didn’t you? Why?
You tell me to shut my fucking face, and do as I’m told. That if I’m lucky someone will see me again some day. You use a pocket knife to slice my clothes from my body, and strap me to something that resembled a massage table blended with a pelvic exam chair. You fastened my arms and legs down, adding a strap across my hips for good measure. My head was restricted as well. I saw a blank blue screen a few feet in front of me. You rolled in this powerful looking machine, which had two huge dildos extending from it. Oh fuck, oh fuck! You rolled it right up to me, piercing both of my fuck holes simultaneously. I cried out from the pain of the sudden gaping of my tiny holes. You slapped my face hard and told me to be silent. That I was just a disposable little fucking whore, no more than a pet, lower than an animal. You instructed that I was not to be allowed to speak like a person, that I was to only bark, and whimper. I was so fucking scared, I started begging for mercy. You landed a bone-jarring strike to the other side of my face, making me see stars. He turns on the screen, and the machine. I was bawling as the automatic fucker ravaged my tiny holes.
Minutes went by, bleeding into hours. I lost track of time in the agony of what was happening to my body. Every time I got close to an orgasm, the machine clicked off, and right when I would catch my breath, it would begin again. Over and over while the screen played videos of girls being savagely taken by man and beast alike. They were beaten, made to stay on all fours, eat out of pet dishes, shit in the corner, and present their asses when told.
You finally came back. My mind was broken. My body was a shit, piss, blood, and pussy juices covered trembling mess.
You stood before me. “What’s your name, pet?”
I whimpered. “I said, what’s your fucking cunt name?!” I managed a small bark. You were pleased. You collard me, released me to the floor.
“Time to go meet your furry companions, and your new masters you fucking cum slut!”
Amputee Slut
Master has been wanting to take my mutilation to a whole other level. To show me what he will ultimately do one day he introduced me to Peggy- his amputated whore. I was jealous of how beautiful she was, even with no appendages. I knew he gave her that nickname to make her feel low about herself but it didn’t seem to do much justice. She was cocoa brown all over with perky little tits all wet from soaking in the bath. She invited me into the tub and master immediately began to undress me. When I was completely naked he forced me into the tub with Peggy. Is this what he wanted me to be? His helpless slut that can’t walk she wasted no time wiggling through the shallow water and using her mouth to kiss up and down my body. Her pussy eating skills we’re out of this world! I didn’t want her to think I was freaked out by her nugget appearance so I picked her up and began to face fuck her cunt. Master watched me and his amputee get sudsy and slippery in the tub. I’ll never forget the fun we had!
Cut Me
Freddy makes me bleed in so many different ways and pushes me to new limits every time we are near each other. He is a sexy cut lover and loves when I open up my chocolate skin exposing pink flesh. I always was curious about pain and why I liked being hurt which led me to discover cutting. In school, some girls did it for attention but I’m grown and need a new way to get my rocks off! I started slow with occasional shallow slits on my inner thigh. When I walked I would feel the burn of my wounds rubbing against the fabric of my pants. Then, I progressed on into deeper cuts that resulted in massive blood loss. I loved the way it felt to have warm blood flowing out of me and over all the sweet spots on my body. I would vigorously rub my clit until I violently orgasmed from the sensation of pain and pleasure. When I met him he pushed me to another extreme: Stabbing. He makes me stab my mound and my thighs and even right above my bellybutton. I have almost severed a couple arteries and almost punctured my uterus. That’s not enough to make me stop and every time I see him call I soak my shorts. I know that he is going to make me feel ecstasy immediately after i experience the most excruciating pain in my life. When I stab my cunt I love to feel the hot blood run down my clit and into my hole. I stab my pussy hole with the knife and lick the blood and cunt juice off after im done. It feels nowhere near as bad as it sounds and the pussy heals fairly quickly. This way I don’t have to wait too long in between my tortures. Call me and I’ll be your little pain slut too