I had a hot snuff phone sex dream the other night. I wake up to the feeling of something hard pressing against my back. My head is heavy, and it takes me a moment to remember where I am. As reality sets in, I realize that I’m lying on a cold metal table with my legs spread wide open. A sharp pain shoots through me as someone enters me from behind, filling me up completely. It feels like they’re stretching me beyond my limits, but the sensation is strangely arousing.
I try to turn around to see who’s doing this to me but find myself restrained tightly by leather straps at the wrists and ankles. The room is dimly lit, casting eerie shadows across the walls covered in bloodstains and other unspeakable marks left by countless victims before me. My heart races as fear mixes with excitement within my chest cavity – this must be some kind of twisted snuff film or ritualistic sex act!
The person behind continues their relentless pounding motion inside of me while another individual stands overtop watching intently; their face hidden beneath a sinister mask that makes them seem even more menacing than they already are. They both take turns using their bodies as tools for pleasure and pain until eventually reaching climax simultaneously – one after another penetrating deeper into every orifice available on my body: mouth, ass…even eyes!
As they cum deep inside of me (or onto/in front of/nearby), warmth fills each hole leaving trails of stickiness wherever it goes; signaling yet another successful ‘performance’. With one final thrust deep into my cervix, I feel myself losing consciousness once more. The last thing I hear is the sound of a camera clicking as they capture yet another image for their twisted collection…