Master has grown old with me. That is fine by me, he could kill me but he said that would be a waste. He has decided to pimp me out to a group of thugs. They loved his ass rape porn and thought I was a pretty little number. Regardless I was happy to get out of that fucking horror house of hell. That was until I was introduced two the group of four who purchased me for the evening. These four were massive taboo phone sex fans, and they were ready to rape the fuck out of me. I was starting to get a little terrified. There was no warm up, no hey how ya doing, they just grabbed me from the back of their van by my hair and shoved me into their shady crack house of a place. I whimpered as my hands caught the brunt of the fall. They all had their pants down and were forcing me onto their cocks. They joked around about how they were going to get their monies worth tonight.
I gagged as they shoved their cocks into my mouth. I was not getting any time to breathe at all. I tried to scratch my way free from their holds but it was not working. I puked up all over one of their cocks, vomit draining down his balls he removed himself from my face. He shoved me onto my pile of puke and forced me to eat it back up telling me how nasty I was. I tried to catch my breath as I extended my tongue towards my mess. One of the rapers shoved his cock straight into my ass forcing me to collapse onto the floor. It hurt so badly. I cried out for them to just give me a break let me breathe a second.
That was the wrong thing to ask for. I was punched across the face and then double stuffed. The guys worked against each other’s dicks into my cunt and ass. I cried out, it hurt something awful. What should be moans of pleasure were screams of pain as they continued to force themselves into me. They each nut into a cup and then forced me to drink their massive loads. It was awful and they tasted disgusting. It was hard to hold it down. They side I would get a beating for every time I gagged and I did, 15 of them.
Category: Violent phone sex
Ass Rape Porn For A Group Of Thugs
Taboo Phone Sex; The Bait
Every once in a while I meet up with someone who surprises me with their love of taboo phone sex fantasies. Someone who knows exactly what they want out of their kills. Someone who wants me to take more of a back seat. Sometimes it is hard, but sometimes it is refreshing. This time I was to be the bait for some hottie on a good bit of acid. I hung out at a gay bar to find some lesbian who would get hooked on my sweet pussy and slipped her some acid into her drink as we were leaving. I drove up out to a field where I said I wanted to play. She was starting to trip out, so when I stripped my clothes and started to frolic in the field naked she giggled and chased after me.
It was dark so I knew that she would never notice him standing there. He had this creepy costume on that would scare the shit out of even the darkest minds. He was dressed like a fucked up scare crow with a costume he had made himself. She chased after me, I could see she was starting to trip hard. Then he jumped down in front of her, she screamed so loud it pierced my ears. I darted back as he was tearing into her flesh. I helped hold her down as he ass raped her, tearing his cock into her. I choked the life from her as I squeezed tightly around her throat. It was intense, and we finished by fucking.
Snuff Porn Flicks by Angie
She is sitting on her bed in nothing but a pair of black t-backs watching porn and holding a vibrator in her hand. (A noise is heard in the background, glass shattering) She is frozen with fear. (the sound of footsteps approaching)
He enters the room in a pair of jeans, a black mask and black gloves (no shirt) holding a strip of wire) In one swift move he wraps the wire around her neck, lays on the bed and forces her down on top of him tightening the wire so he has control.
Scene 2:
She begins gasping trying to breath, her struggle arouses him and he grinds his cock into her panties. Now in total control he rolls over putting her under him. Wire in one hand he reaches down and unzips his pants. He grabs her hand and places it on his hard dick instructing her to jerk him off. She can barely breath and obeys his command.
Scene 3:
Ripping her panties off with his free hand he instructs her to guide his dick inside her. Fucking her hard he increases pressure on the wire cutting off her breath. Her body begins to convulse under his and he increases the speed of his thrusts before collapsing on her dead body and emptying his load inside her.
Scene 4:
Getting up he begins to caress her lifeless body while kissing her full on the lips. Running his hands up and down her and moaning with pleasure.
Scene 5:
He kneels on the floor next to the bed. Positioning himself between her legs he drags her lifeless body to the edge and begins eating her pussy. and jerking his cock.
Scene 6:
He unloads another load of cum all over her face and in her mouth that is gaping open as her eyes stare lifelessly into space.
Scene 7:
He positions the body with the vibrator in her hand and shoved in her pussy, her face staring at the porn on the TV and then slips out of the room.
The End Of My Snuff Porn Flick
The waiting game
I finally am awake, and yet I still feel so tired from my previous beating the other night. I try sitting up in bed. I feel so sore and every part of my body aches. As I look around me I begin to realize why it is so hard for me to sit up- other then me being sore. I look at my hands and feet, they are tied with black straps to each corner of the bed. I try to wiggle out of them, but nothing seems to budge. Then walks in the man to blame for the torturous behavior I was going to have to endure. He went to each coroner of the bed and made each strap tighter, pulling my body and stretching it out. I couldn’t run and I couldn’t hide, I was going to pay for my behavior. He took tassels and whips to my rib cage, my tits, my legs, and my tummy. He made my skin bleed, dripping red down my body and ripped me open with each hit. I had mark after mark, slash after slash. Pop! Pop! It burned, I laid there cringing at the sharp stinging pain. My skin was gashing open and spilling out more blood, exposing my pink fluffy fresh flesh. Everything started to go blurry, my eyes fell heavy, and my head felt clouded as if I was going to fall into a deep sleep when all of the sudden he stopped and walked out of the room. He was off going to get more things to teach me my lesson. I was there for days. Now I sit on the floor of my bathroom, wondering when the next time he will come for me.
In the Violent World of Ass Rape Porn and Brutal Rape Porn, Only the Submissive Survive
I star in a lot of underground ass rape porn. Ever since I was a little girl, men have violated my ass. Daddy was the first one to force fuck my ass. Eventually, he passed my ass around to his friends and associates like a I was a party favor. I’ve become accustomed to anal torture. In fact, I have grown to love hardcore anal fucking. The men I am involved with now, however, are a different breed than daddy and his friends. There aren’t just dirty old perverts who like young tight teen holes. They are the makers of brutal rape porn. With these men, I always know I could be fucked to death; snuffed out for their perverse sexual thrills. I’ve had bones broken while being fucked by them; returned home with my ass prolapsed; been beaten to a pulp while being gang banged; even lost consciousnesses.
It was no surprise to me that during our last fuck session, there were other girls. Master usually fucks me first before tossing my brutalized body to his cohorts. He has an almost foot long cock that is really thick. Even though he has force fucked my ass 100s of times now, it still hurts. He won’t use lube and gentle is not a word he knows. While in his private fuck chambers, I saw three girls bound and gagged. All blondes like me, just not as busty as I am. These girls didn’t look like bimbos or professional whores. They looked like girls next door. The fear in their eyes told me they were not there voluntarily. He made them watch as he brutalized my ass for hours.
I thought they were waiting their turn. Master tossed me in my cage. “Be a good whore Cassie. Bee seen but not heard,” he whispered in my ear as he slammed the door shut. Soon his posse was in the dungeon with us. I saw the camera equipment, the BDSM gear, the torture tools and masks. They were going to make snuff porn now. Those girls would not make it out alive unless they were really good fuck pigs like I was a few years ago. I’m a well trained fuck slut. I know I am here for men to use. I do not believe I am in control of my own body or that I deserve special treatment because I have a pussy. That kind of thinking has kept me alive.
I sat in my cage nursing my wounds as I watched young innocent girls get fucked brutally. Gang banged in all their tight, likely virgin holes. Blood running out of their asses and cunts. None of them knew how to play the game. They fought, screamed, begged, even threatened their attackers. One girl barely got fucked before Master and his goonies were carving her body up. She was dumped on the floor, left to bleed out while watching the two remaining girls get their fuck holes assaulted beyond recognition. Girls don’t want to believe men like Master really exist. Girls go missing every day all over the world to men just like Master. The smart ones suck it up, become good little whores and survive. The world of underground porn is a dark, violent world, only the submissive survive.
Taboo Phone Sex; You Better Run Piggy
New client that I have found a love and appreciation for. Not only is he a lover of taboo phone sex, but he is a master at making the best snuff porn. It is nice to find someone whose brain exercises my creative mind. He was a fan of how I stalked my prey and I was a fan how he mowed them down with his menacing hearse. How he would taunt them and torture them for hours leading up to their release.
He had lots of land and had turned his prized possession into something that could handle to terrain that he was driving though. I was fast too and equipped with spikes and guns and all kinds of fun things that made death race look like it was for little brats. I picked out who was to be our victim for the evening. She was a cheer slut and so very much to his taste. I invited her to his place with the promise of some white powder to please her nose with. She came running no problem and as soon as she got to the door I tazed her skinny ass dropping her to the floor.
I laughed as we pulled her by the hair. He hated them tied down. He loved it when they had all of that hope in their pathetic eyes, like they could actually get away. As long as they were good piggys they would not get nailed into the chair. Of course this cunt was dumb so a nail gun to each hand she got.
Something to shock her, but she could pull free from if she tried hard enough. A few hours of torture later we glued a real piggy snout all bloody to her stupid whore face. The hot glue went directly onto her skin and then we pushed it against it.
This is where he made the move that I loved so much. We kissed and then left out the front door “accidently” leaving it open. Sure enough like clockwork 10 mins later a naked bitch, bloody and still wearing her pig snout would dart out of the house straight to her disabled vehicle. She would look around making sure the coast was clear frantically trying to find her keys in her vehicle. As she put down the visor there they would be waiting. Of course they would not run. About the time she figured out that she was not going in where in that piece of shit car we would emerge from the garage in the death rod, his customized hearse, and ram into the little bitches vehicle.
We would circle her making her run run run. Yelling “you better run little piggy,” as we toyed with her mind. He would shoot just past her or just miss her legs on a pass. Of course he could hit her at any time but that was not the fun of the game. She screamed as she tried to evade the inevitable. I could not help but laugh when he finally ran her over. He just disabled her legs really; leaving her trying to crawl to what she thought was her freedom in the wood. I stood over her and grabbed the back of her hair flipping her over to her back. “What’s the matter little piggy, don’t you wanna play?” I chucked before caving her face in with the sledge hammer I carried over my shoulders. I chuckled licking the blood from my lips. He kissed the rest clean from me.
Snuff Porn Galleries Underground Art Show
There is not many things that I am significantly good at. Like I am not good at making friends with anyone who does not thirst after blood like I do. I am awkward around idiots my own age when I do not have an intention to slaughter them. One thing I am really good at is snuff porn. When I started making it and selling it to the underground snuff world they fell in love with my work and I appreciated every second of it. I was sent an invitation to the underground snuff porn galleries showing. Now only was I invited to look but I was asked to prep a piece. I was nervous and had no idea what to do till I saw her and she was to be my Georgia O’K eeffe inspired piece.
She was about a teen and super pale which would make her skin perfect for my carvings. I kept her around in a box in the basement for a month or so to make her nice and thin and lighten her up even more. I did not torture her because beside for the minor thing I wanted to do to her she was to depict the purity that I loved to hunt from my victims. I drained her blood slowly and then embalmed her as though she was cowering in a corner. I hit her face behind a cow skull and marked her skin. When my parents had left and representative for the gallery came by picking her up, ensuring she would not be damaged.
I showed up in a gas mask to the event. That was kind of the thing. Everyone knew each other’s alias and no one wanted to give up that security even for a moment of comfort amount the like minded. It was like a masquerade, and I felt as though my mask played to me very well. I was very impressed by everyone’s work, recognizing a few from people who I had helped torture and capture. People who were careful carved and saved and one loving display who was pumped with fluids and adrenaline. His live screams were quite impressive. I was recognized by a lot of my supporters and given a substantial amount of donations to further the quality of my work. It was nice to be around supporters but I was ready to get back to work in my little shell.
Surrogate Bitch
You said I look just like the lying cheating bitch!
Looking at me just made you angry, made you realize how much you hate her!
She hardly touches you. She always has a headache or something else to do! But you know she is fucking other men, sucking their cock, taking it in the ass!
But you can’t punish her so you take it out on me, doing all the things to me that you want to do to her!
You punch me in the face, knocking me to the ground. I tried to get up but you just kicked me in the ribs. Yeah, you were gonna give her what she had coming!
I laid there on the floor crying while you tied my hands and ankles. Then you picked me up and threw my body on the bench.
You were thinking of her the entire time you fucked my mouth, yelling at me, calling me by her name, telling me I was a fucking whore!
I could feel splinters digging into my nipples as you pounded your fuck stick down my throat, choking me with every forceful thrust!
But that was not good enough! You were going to have my ass the way so many men have had hers! That’s right! You were finally going to take back what belonged to you!
You back handed me across the face as you pulled your cock out, splitting my lip and breaking my nose! It hurt like hell but at least I could finally breath!
You propped me up with a huge log under my hips. I had no idea what you were doing and then I felt my tight little ass being torn open as you violently forced your way in with out warning!
The more I screamed the harder you pushed! You were still screaming at me, calling me by her name. I begged you to stop. I promised to love you and do what ever you wanted!
That’s when you said I was a lying whore just like her!
You said the only way to stop a whore from lying is to shove something in her mouth!
You came back around and and blasted that dick spit in my mouth and all over my face!
That’s when your cell rang. It was her! You were so sweet to her, “Yes baby, I will pick up some milk on the way home. Love you to. See ya in a bit.”
And just like that, without saying a word, you untied me and walked away!
Snuff Porn For The Light Torture Lovers
Master has started to really pick up a cult following of his snuff porn films. He decided that he wanted to branch into more categories besides his usual ass rape porn. He says these things to me but I am finding it hard to believe that Master is not manipulating me in some way. He loves every minute of pain I endure when random objects are probed into my anal cavities and my rectum bleeds so much I pass out. Still he insisted that there are other things that I need to do to impress my fans. Short of murder I was not sure what Master was asking of because if he could dream it in his sick twisted mind he could do it.
He strapped me to a chair and blind folded my eyes. I was terrified that I was going to be killed. It is a funny feeling when you are used as someone’s torture victim for as long as I had been. I was terrified that the next person whom was going to die at his hands was going to me.
Yet at the same time, this feeling of relief would come over my body when I finally accepted that the end was now. Suddenly my nerve endings were hit with a sudden sting. I screamed out gripping the edges of the chair, my wrist pushing against my restraints. The burning moved down across my bell, and down towards my cunt.
I took a second to compose myself. It smelled floral, and then I realized that it was warm. The overwhelming feeling of death had caused me to instantly freak out. He was burning me only slightly and dripping my body in candle wax. I quiet liked the feeling actually. He coated me in wax and then uncovered my eyes to a view of him holding a knife. That feeling came back and I started to scream. He gave me a devious grin and began to scrap the wax from my rib cage. I whimpered at the thought that any minute now he would dig in deep. He didn’t, he just continued with his mind fuck. Ass hole.
Going Shopping
I am getting ready for a big party and as always the food is of the utmost importance. I recently heard of a farm that raises the best meat. I hear it is young and tender and well fed. They allow you to inspect your purchase very carefully. It’s a long ride to the farm. The place is in the middle of the woods, well secluded and well guarded. No one gets in or out with out permission of some sort. I can’t count the number of times I cum on the ride there. Finger fucking my pussy the entire way there. Thinking about the specimens waiting for me. Shaved bald and just waiting for that bullet to the head once I make my choice. Watching them wrap the body for me and putting it on ice for the ride home makes me hotter then hell. I get home and take the body out of the car. Laying it on the table I carefully unwrap it and taste the flesh by licking it, working my way down to the cold blue nipples sucking them into my mouth, I work my way lower, spreading her open and dipping my tongue inside, knowing the thrill of cutting her up and packaging her to my liking is just minutes away. I always peel the skin off her pussy and ass to fry up as a crispy treat while I work. Only the best cuts will be served at the party and they must be marinated just right. I think I will make a batch of blood pudding…..so much to do to get ready for the big day!