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Violent Phone Sex fantasies of hurting me until I cum!

Violent Phone Sex

Violent Phone Sex fantasies of hurting me until I cum.

I am a tough bitch who can take the pain you want to give me.

I want you to pound this pussy so hard I scream out in pain.

Hold me down and force me to take your big, girthy cock raw; don’t even lube it up.

I want it to hurt! Tie ropes around my tits until they are swollen and red.

Twist my nipples until I’m squirming in agony.

Then face fuck me to get me to shut up.

No one can hear me scream if there’s a big cock in my mouth, cutting off my airflow.

Then flip me around with my ass high in the air and arms shackled around my back.

Spread my ass cheeks wide open and fuck my tight little booty hole.

Ripping me from the inside, until blood is on your cock.

Use my blood as lube and fuck me even harder.

Don’t stop until your cum is mixing with my tears.

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Snuff Sex Fantasies From My Sadistic Phone Sex Archives

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I’m strapped to the cold steel table, my legs spread wide and locked into shackles that bite into my ankles. He stands over me, his eyes cold and hungry, looking at my trembling pussy like it’s just a piece of meat he’s about to carve. “Look at you, you pathetic little slut,” he sneers, slapping my cheek so hard my head snaps to the side. “Begging for it before I even touch you.”

 

I moan, my hips arching instinctively. I want the pain. I crave the way he breaks me. He doesn’t waste time; he grabs a heavy leather belt and whips it across my thighs. Crack. The sting is electric, leaving a bright red welt across my pale skin. I scream, but it’s a sound of pure ecstasy.

 

“Shut your fucking mouth,” he growls, shoving two fingers brutally deep into my soaking wet cunt. He doesn’t lubricate; he just forces them in, stretching me wide. I gasp, my breath hitching as he pumps his fingers violently, mimicking the fuck I’m desperate for. He reaches for a pair of pliers on the tray, glancing at my nipples. “Let’s see how much of a good little bitch you are when I start pulling.” He clamps down on my left nipple and twists, pulling the flesh away from my chest. I wail, my body convulsing, my pussy leaking juices all over the steel as the agony blends perfectly with the arousal

Former Ass Rape Porn Stars Train the Next Generation

ass rape pornAs a former ass rape porn star, I developed an eye for new talent. Young talent. I needed some cash quickly over the weekend to help a friend. Although I’m not very good with saving money, I am good at making money. Women can make a fast few grand if they seem willing to do some naughty sexual things for it. Men will always pay for sex. And men will always pay for accomplices who can get them something young and tight to play with.

I met this young girl hooking on the streets recently. Plus, I rescued a girl about her age several months ago. But you can always sell the virginity of the ass a couple times before men realize this ass has mileage. And the girl I rescued no longer sells as fresh meat. Although she’s still making money doing teen rape porn for men, she is no longer the virginal girl next door.

I Love Helping Teen Runaways Make Bank off Their Fuck Holes

But this young girl that I met had the cutest little bubble butt I’ve ever seen. She likely never even experienced a finger in her butt. I could help a girl out and help my friend out too. And I knew Paul would want to fuck this girl. He’s a man I know from the circuit. He loves young assholes for his movies. So, I made this girl an offer she couldn’t refuse. A promise to get off the streets. And make decent money. But in the snuff world, you work extra hard for that money. You just need to do less time.

She seemed game. Although I think she distrusted my motives initially, I introduced her to my young protégé, and they talked about life on the streets. Traded war stories. Something all three of us have in common. Girls just do what they need to do to survive this world. But I want to help them thrive.

I sent Paul pictures of the talent I found and suggested a $50,000 finder’s fee. This man seems richer than the Amazon guy or Elon. He deposited $50,000 into my account. I only needed $10,000 to help my friend. Technically I needed $5000 to help my friend. But the girls still received $40,000. That’s life-changing money to a teen runaway living on the streets.

Helping Street Girls Thrive Instead of Just Survive is My Calling

I never commanded that much money. But by the time I ended up on the streets, my daddy and his friends used all my holes to the point that even as a teenager my fuck holes look liked they belonged to a 40-year-old gangbang whore. Nowadays technology allows us to cut out pimps. Girls do not need to live on the streets. I think this young teen girl would’ve eaten my pussy all day long if I asked her when I gave her that money.

Now she didn’t like me for a few minutes while my client pounded her tight teen asshole. In fact, she cursed my name a few times. Ass sex hurts the first few times. But you get used to it. She told me she could get used to that kind of money. And I told her I’d help her. She needs to rest her butt hole up for the next one. She can enjoy this about two more times before that money gets cut in half.

The key to making decent money in the snuff porn world is to be young and tight. After you turn 18 and your holes look like a 40-year-old porn star’s holes, you can’t command that much money. But invest, save and your future can be more comfortable than your past.

Torture Phone Sex Whore For Hire

torture phone sexTorture phone sex is going to be my next tattoo I gather.  Only I plan on coding it out in fingerprints of the most recent victims.  Their hand and fingerprints will be coded for letters. How would I do this you may ask? Well let me get my dildo up my cunt while I tell you about one of my first clients that paid me to fuck and toruture.

I thought we were just going to be fucking me up as I love to do some meth and get tortured and raped.  However, this old perv that paid for this very thing thought I liked it too much so he proposed a new idea that would pay me more.  He starts telling me how he wants me to help him take out his family one by one.  Separately in very strange ways.  In order to know they are gone, I have to get their cum in me and for the females, I need to cut off their fingers and toes.

To be fair I think he only asked for one finger but his cock was in me and I started cumming when he basically gave me permission, Mr. Patriarch of this huge family wants me to take them out and torture them in the process. That’s all I heard.

So the first bitch was his young granddaughter. I met her at her apartment with her boyfriend there. I went in as they were fucking and vunerable. That turned out to be perfect. I I stabbed her boytoy in the back as he pounded her doggystyle. Never knew what hit him.  Without a second thought I grabbed my fist as his cock slid out and he slumped to the ground and I shoved my fist up that young whores cunt.

She let out a wail. First still in her I took her leggings and choked her to death. Then put the knife in her boyfriends hands.  Would’ve been perfect coverup except I couldn’t help myself and cut off all their toes and fingers putting them in jars to bring home to big daddy.  He said I was crazy and to toss them. They are still in my pantry cabinet along with the new additions! You never know when finger prints may come in handy!

Gangbang Rape Porn Star and Snuff Sex Toy are All I Am Now

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He dragged me into a room filled with five men. They looked at me with pure disgust and hunger. He shoved me onto the table, my legs forced wide. “She’s a broken bitch,” he told them. “Do whatever you want.”

 

The first man didn’t wait. He spat in my face and shoved his cock down my throat, choking me until I gagged. While I was suffocating, another man entered me from behind, his cock ripping into my dry pussy. A third man knelt in front, licking my clit with a rough tongue while calling me a “filthy slut.”

 

They took turns, a revolving door of hard cocks. I was a communal toilet. One man gripped my throat, cutting off my air while he hammered into my ass, his cock stretching me wide. They swapped holes constantly—cock in my mouth, cock in my pussy, cock in my ass—all at once. They cursed me, calling me a waste of skin, laughing as they covered my face, breasts, and stomach in thick, white ropes of cum. I was nothing but a heap of flesh, drenched in their seed.

Babysitter Phone Sex is Win Win: You Get Tight Young Pussy and I Get Coke Money

babysitter phone sexI may be a bit older for babysitter phone sex calls, but I can still babysit brats. Although I am a mother and I think I’m a good mother too, it’s easy for me to find babysitting jobs. Now I don’t do them for the money. The kind of money I need, I will never make babysitting.

But I will babysit if a man needs access to a little one in exchange for a big payout. Desperate times call for desperate measures. Sometimes I struggle finding guys to fuck me in exchange for some party favors. Not as young or tight as I once was. So, I need to be creative.

I met Earl in a dive bar. He appeared three sheets to the wind. As we did lines of cocaine off a dirty barstool, he started talking about how much he would pay to fuck a young girl. And I guess I felt just high enough to get on some babysitting apps and find him some talent. At first, I thought this served as foreplay. Fantasy talk. Look at little girls and fantasize about him fucking her while I partied with his coke.

But then he told me how much he would pay for a teen rape porn. I didn’t expect to find Daddy Warbucks in a dive bar, but he pulled out several $1000 bills. At first, I thought it might be counterfeit because the US stopped making those ages ago. And they appeared in good shape too. I could likely sell one of the bills $4000 to a collector. So, I could quadruple that money easily.

I Never Feel Bad About Helping a Man Fuck a Young Pussy

High as fuck, but my mind was rolling. We picked out a girl together. And the next night I baby sat that sweet tender age cutie. I’m a boy Mom. I don’t have any daughters. So, I never feel bad helping a man fuck a girl. I need my cocaine money more than she needs her virginity. My stepson created a very good fake ID for me years ago. So that’s what I use on these babysitting sites. And I changed my look. Redheads standout. But mousey brunettes blend in.

I invited him in after the girl went to sleep and the drugs kicked in. That way he could fuck her without her screaming, fighting or remembering what happened to her. He paid me $5000 which I know I could convert into much more money.

He didn’t last long in that pussy. But I guess I didn’t expect that he would. When men finally get to fuck the slut of their wet dreams they rarely last. Men build up these rape phone sex fantasies in their heads and think they will last for hours. But they’re lucky if they last minutes.

I Need Drug Money More Than Girls Need Their Virginity

This house seemed super-religious.  It shocked me her bald pussy didn’t have a chastity belt on it. I cleaned her up. She slept through it all. She’ll be so sore. But she won’t realize we took her virginity.

And her parents won’t realize it either unless they take her for a purity test. Can you believe in some religious sects parents take their daughters to doctors who shove a finger inside of them to make sure they’re still a virgin. And they call me the pervert.

I didn’t feel bad for what I did. I saw an opportunity to make even more money. Plus, I hate organized religion. It sucks the joy out of everything. So, I did not feel bad taking the virginity of some girl would probably does not even want her virginity. No doubt she fears her parents more than anything else. This guy enjoyed popping a very young teenage cherry. And I’m going to enjoy converting his cash into even more drug.

Taboo Phone Sex Sluts Put the Assholes with Tiny Dicks Out of Commission

taboo phone sexIt’s no secret that I enjoy taboo phone sex. And I love being the accomplice. But I still don’t mind serving the right man. However, the right men rarely ever try to dominate me. But you know who does try to dominate me? Losers with tiny dicks. And you know what happens when losers with tiny dicks try to dominate me? They lose their balls.

Over the weekend, I made a date with a guy I met at the club. Out of town businessman just in town for a few days over the holiday. He wanted to take me out. Handsome, smart, and he looked and smelled rich. I thought at worst I would have a nice dinner. If I didn’t like him, I could do the whole dine and dash thing. But if I liked him, why not bring him home. And he acted like a perfect gentleman at dinner. He showed me a lovely time.

We get to my place, and he turns into Dr. Jekyll. But I wanted Mr. Hyde. He immediately started ripping off my clothes. I gave him no indication I would fuck him. But for men like that, they think if you invite them back to your place, it’s guaranteed sex. And I might’ve fucked him after another round of drinks at my place and a little bit more conversation.

When Men Act Like Dr Jekyll I Fight Back

Of course he had a tiny dick. And of course, he felt entitled to my pussy with that tiny dick because he bought me dinner. Such a waste. An asshole in disguise with a tiny dick. I felt duped. But when he wouldn’t take no for an answer, I resorted to cock and ball torture sex.

I literally grabbed him by the balls and squeezed them like stress balls. Now that got his attention. But instead of apologizing for acting like a self-entitled asshole, he spit in my face and tried to choke me until I released his balls.

So, I released them. Then immediately took a knee to his balls until he fell backwards, landing on the couch. I grabbed my emergency pepper spray, sprayed him in the face, and that gave me enough time to handcuff his hands behind his back. He couldn’t open his eyes. Perhaps that’s for the best because he wouldn’t like what came next. I grabbed a pair of gardening shears I use for my little backyard garden. And instead, I use them to sniff his balls off.

Nothing Settles a Man Down Like Castration

Yeah, I made a mess. Blood began to spatter all over my rug. So, I grabbed a kitchen towel, put it under him and heated up my curling iron to cauterize the wound. He was bucking around like a fish out of water. Screaming and crying in pain. No doubt his eyes still burned like hell from the pepper spray. But I don’t think they hurt as much as his balls being removed.

So, I told him he had nobody to blame but himself. We enjoyed a lovely dinner. I might’ve given him a blow job or a hand job even with a tiny dick to show my appreciation for such a nice evening. But he ruined it when he allowed Dr. Jekyll to rear his ugly head.

He told me he would call the cops. And I told him go ahead because my hidden nanny cam would show him attacking me first. He might seek medical attention. But he will leave my name out of it. When men experience castration phone sex they get too embarrassed to tell anybody what happened. Because here’s why. Most women don’t just castrate a man for shits and giggles. We castrate a man because his actions proved he was no longer worthy of his testicles. Going to the cops will make the cops ask why she did it.

I’ve got an evil Torture sex plan for my “Best Friend”

It’s time to get some revenge with Torture sex, and I need your help. My best friend Alice, yeah, the one I’ve known since we were 13, she’s crossing a line I didn’t think possible. She’s trying to ruin me, and guess what? It’s not happening. I’m one sexy bad-ass bitch who doesn’t let anyone fuck with me. But I need your help!

A special kind of helper, the kind who gets off on the sickest shit.

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Here’s the plan. We capture that cunt Alice, chain her up till she’s nice and helpless. Then we make her suffer, oh God, do we make her suffer! I want her ass stretched open, forced to take cock while she screams and begs.

And when she thinks it can’t get any worse, we spring a surprise abortion right up her goddamn womb. I’ve got a special tool I want to introduce to her needy cunt – a spiked baseball bat.

First, I want you to force yourself inside all of her holes brutally. I’ll be there, bat in hand, taunting her. Giving her the idea that if she is a good whore we will let her and the unborn brat in her go. But you know that is not going to happen!

The bat goes up inside her when you use her up. I want you to piss in her face while I force my homemade torture device inside her. Jerk off while I twist it around inside her and rip it out. I’m shoving that thing all the way to her chest. The way she squeals will be music to our ears.
She isn’t going to survive our Snuff sex. Before her last breath, we’ll take the bitch out back and burn her to ashes.

No witnesses, no evidence, just the sweet scent of burnt flesh remaining after we’re done with her. So, you in? Ready to help a sexy bitch get her revenge? Let’s catch Alice and make her Alice-in-wonderland, till nothing remains but a tragic memory of what ungrateful bitches deserve.

Torture Sex Object for Snuff Porn is All I Am Now

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I woke up suspended, my arms pulled taut by rough hemp ropes that bit into my wrists. My legs were spread wide, locked into a metal spreader bar that kept my pussy exposed and gaping. A heavy steel plug was jammed into my ass, stretching my sphincter to the limit.

 

He walked in with a cattle prod. He pressed the sparking tip against my clit, sending a jolt of electricity that made my entire body convulse. “Beg for it, you worthless cunt,” he commanded.

 

He ignored my pleas, instead sliding a thick, vibrating dildo into my pussy while simultaneously flicking the prod against my nipples. The combination of the vibration and the shocks pushed me into a forced, agonizing orgasm. As I peaked, he shoved his cock into my mouth, gagging me, forcing me to suck him while he beat my thighs red. He spent the hour alternating between electric shocks and raw, punishing sex, treating my body like a toy to be broken.

Women Can Profit from Rape Phone Sex Fantasies if They Know How to Play the Game

rape phone sex fantasiesMen will always harbor rape phone sex fantasies. And I know that from personal experience. In my youth, my father forced himself on me every day until I ran away as a teenager. And then I ended up taking money to simulate forcing me into sex. Eventually, I ended up a slave and every man I met wanted to do awful things to me. You might not be able to look at me and think I’m tough, but I’m scrappy. Now I help men fulfill their rape fantasies for somebody other than me.

And it feels good to be the accomplice and not the victim. Perhaps, years of physical and mental abuse at the hands of my dad made me stronger. And I used to feel bad about bringing young girls to their demise. Men would either make them wish they were dead or would kill them.

You would think after years of abuse I wouldn’t want that cycle to continue. But something inside of me changed a few years ago. I stopped feeling guilty for taking men’s money to help them make homemade teen rape porn. I think all the money men paid me bought my conscience. But I’m OK with that. It’s survival of the fittest. And not everybody comes out stronger. But I did.

Girls Need to Know How to Play the Game to Survive in the Snuff World

Now I’m a professional. I’m the fixer. When men want something young and tight, they need a woman to find them some talent. I made friends with a young teen runway recently. She reminds me of myself. However, I think she’s tougher than I ever was. She told me she wanted to help me with clients who want a hot teen slut.

She’s been living with me for a couple months now. And although I love having her around, I know she wants to be independent. I did too. So, she’s saving her money. And I’ve been helping her with GED courses. When I told her about this client, she offered to help. Even after I told her he would be rough on her. I would give her half the money if she helped me. So, for Robert the other night, we shaved a couple years off her already young age. And I dressed her in a baby doll dress for her daddy date.

Since I am a Scrappy Survivor, I Like to Help Other Girls

But she played her part well. She acted scared and she fought. He did not know that I knew this girl. She could’ve won Oscar for her performance. She even cursed me out to make it seem real. Personally, I think she channeled some horrid experience with her father to give this man the experience he paid for. We never tipped our hands.

Perhaps he wouldn’t care. He made a teen ass rape porn with a young teen girl. He nutted inside of her. Almost choked her to death too. Until I told him murder would cost a lot more. He paid me cash and left. They always leave mess for their accomplice. But this mess seemed the easiest to clean up. I just put her in the passenger seat of my car and drove her home.

She made $10,000. And I split it with her. Being the accomplice pays better. My protégé just needs a few more encounters like that and she can put a down payment on her own home. High school dropouts with no real skills, you end up in this seedy underworld of snuff. The money made in this realm exceeds what girls like us can ever dream of making. My protégé won’t need to be somebody’s owned bitch for decades like me.