I’ve seen a part of the world that very few people get to see. If you know where to look, you can find an underground organization for just about any of the “finer-pleasures” that you may desire. I spent a while in New Orleans, and you wouldn’t believe how many underground sex clubs there are there! A good friend of mine ran a few of them, and always gave me the VIP treatment when I would come around. This guy could provide me with anything I could possibly think of. I usually just had him point me in the direction of some unsuspecting prey. I would then go put on some leather, latex, and chains and go on the hunt. All I would have to do was hint at giving them a taste of the sweet little sundae between my legs and they would fall right in to my grasp. I would get them to take me home, and before you knew it they were the ones in chains begging me to stop!
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More Snuff Phone Sex for 2017
Snuff phone sex is the perfect way to start off the New Year. My only resolution this year was to wreck more havoc. I want to kill more people. I want to dismember more folks. I want to up the torture and the pain. I want to castrate more men. I want to kidnap and destroy more little ones. I want to get more revenge. I want to put more losers out of their misery and ours. I want to see more blood and guts. I want to hear more cries and pleas. I want to consume more flesh. I want to ruin more lives. I want to fuck with people’s heads more. I want to kill more for profit. I want to kill ore for pleasure. You get the picture, right? I want a lot of snuff sex. So far, 2017 is looking like a great year. At the stroke of midnight last night, I killed my first victim for 2017. A precious little blonde angel. I saw her so sweet and innocent at the mall. Her adult companion was paying more attention to his phone than his angel. I rescued her but she had to die after what my accomplice did to her tender little body. He wanted to ring in the new year inside the tightest pussy and ass he ever had, so I gave him what he wanted. For a price of course; a very hefty price. You have to pay for your naughty taboo predilections. But, think about it. If I am your accomplice, you can do whatever you want to whomever you want whenever you want. I even do the clean up and disposal for you. You have all the fun but I take the risk. Something tells me I will be hearing from you soon.
We had to kill her
A friend of mine had this drunk bitch at his place, she was so wasted that he could pretty much do whatever he wanted to her so he invited me over to play. By the time I got there though, shit had gotten real crazy! He was fuckin her ass when she woke up and decided to get all pissed off about it, he got pissed off and beat her fuckin ass. Now she was huddled in the corner all bloody and he didn’t know what to do. Well, there was only one thing we could do, we had to kill her! May as well have some fun with her first though right? We fucked all her holes open, first with his cock and then with my biggest strap on cock, the one with that is wrapped in razor wire. Bitch bled out and our problem was solved!
Ass Rape Porn Punishment
I assumed the ass rape porn position. I knew I was going to be anally punished. I had been a bad whore. I was instructed to bring master back a pretty young thing and I came home from the mall empty handed. I was weak. I felt sympathy for a young girl whom I knew would be sexually abused and tortured then discarded. I lied and said the mall was dead. I can’t lie to him. He sees through me because he owns me. In the position, I have no idea what is coming. I just know it won’t be pleasant. He is quite cruel and capricious. I felt several hard whacks with his hand on my bare ass. I knew that was just warm up. When I come home empty handed, I have to pay the consequences. What came next was his fist up my ass. He made sure to have all his big rings on his fingers so it really hurt. I got lost in the pain. It was hard to determine what was going in my ass. There was a beer bottle. I definitely felt a bat up my ass. He loves to torture my butt with big objects. I guess I wasn’t in pain enough for him and he broke one of the beer bottles to fuck me savagely. Now I was paying attention. A pain slut like me needs more than a baseball bat up the ass to scream. Broken glass taught me a lesson. With my ass bleeding and shredded, I went back to the mall and got him what he wanted. A perfect little blonde angel to fuck. Young, tight and innocent. Nothing like me. I was bringing this angel to hell, but if that is what master wants, that is what he gets. What do you want?
Bloody phone sex with Langley
Walking home last night, trudging through the snow, I was an idiot, and accepted a ride from a stranger. I was so fucking cold even my cunt juices were freezing, so I hopped in. He didn’t take me home, he took me to a living nightmare. I went from sipping coffee in the cab of his truck, to waking up chained against a wall in some old abandoned shower room.
At first, the feeling of being chained, the exhilaration that comes with fear, and whatever he used to drug me, made my pussy flow heavily with horny, hot, wetness. It was quickly overpowered by the screaming terror filling my belly. I couldn’t focus my eyes, couldn’t see my attacker. But I could hear him breathing heavily behind me. I felt the head of his cock brushing my ass cheeks, and I started to cry, and beg for mercy. Hard hands grip my hips as he tries to press into my ass. He was so big he couldn’t fit as hard as he tried. For a split second, I thought I was going to be ok. What a fucking stupid whore I was. The next thing I feel is cold, sharp steel, and my ass cheeks being spread. I scream and scream as I feel the searing pain of my perineum being sliced deeply, making my vagina and rectum one big, bloody hole.
As I bled out, he fucked me hard and fast.
The world went black before he finished coming in me…
Read below if you wanna a new submissive whore
I would love to split a little bitch open with my master. My job would be to go out and get a little nasty slut for you, and I will get exactly what you want. How about a girl with long black hair down to the top of her ass and crystal blue eyes. She even would have nice sleek tan skin, it would be perfect for us to slice open like a Christmas ham. I know my master would be so fucking happy. We could drug her and lay her out on the table and get the saw and cut open her stomach and use her intestines as garland for around the tv. I love being bad expecaily with my fucking master, I always want different masters!
White out
The snow was coming down hard in her part of Oregon. Giant, driving flakes, swirling and blowing with such ferocity she could barely see the freeway. She hadn’t noticed any other traffic for quite some time, and guessed that the freeway must have been closed after she passed the ramps. “If I just keep it slow, I’ll be just fine” she told herself as she squinted into the moving shades of white.
A loud bang and she was careening to the shoulder. A set of chains had broken off a semi some time before and they popped her tire. Great, just fucking great! She got out and managed to get the trunk open, having absolutely no idea where anything was on this new car. She didn’t see the spare tire even. She had already broken down in tears when a set of headlights pulled in behind her car. A tall, kind-looking older man jumped out calling to her through the wind “Are you OK, miss?!”
“No, I blew my tire and this is a new car, and… I’m kind of at a loss, can you help me?”
The stranger smiled warml into the snow, “Sure thing, I’ll show you how to change the tire on this, just in case you have issues down the road. Go ahead and reach in there and peel back the carpeting, you should find your spare hidden in there.”
She was shivering so very hard, having only a thin jacket on with her long suede dress. She was so not prepared for this weather. But he was right, she needed to know how to do this, so she was going to be a big girl and do as he was advising her. She leaned over deep into her trunk and was fishing around when something cold and hard hit her on the back of the head. Then everything went black.
When she came to, she was prickling cold, the wind was cutting at her naked breasts. She was laying in the snow, he was on top of her, driving his massive cock deep into her raw little cunny. Her legs bent wide and up over her head as he drove into her over, and over again. She started to scream, and he his her hard across the face. She tasted blood.
When he was done, he just left her there in the snow for dead. Exposed, freezing.
Blood steaming and flowing from her gaping holes into the snow….
Die Bitches
I think I am going to kill my next door neighbor… but first I need to plan a nice slow torture. She’s got a daughter too, so she can join as well. I’ll need a man to help me, I am not very strong but I am beyond savage. I am brutal as I know exactly what to dish out! Because it’s all happened to me. My neighbor needs to learn that she is no better than me and neither is her bratty little cunt either. They need to be torured, bloody and vicious just like those pathetic whores deserve. My friend and I will have them all tied up and helpless! I will sit on each of their faces as they scream bloody murder. Scream as their holes are fucked, as I use a knife to violate each other their pussies and assholes. Those bitches will scream through my pussy but all I will just be cumming and opening their holes wide and bloody for my friend to finish off!
Taboo Phone Sex: I Spread Holiday Fear, Not Cheer
What are your taboo phone sex fantasies? I consider myself a sick therapist of sorts. I help men explore their dark desires. The ones that could get them arrested or committed to an insane asylum; maybe even killed. The holidays are lonely times for losers. You will not get a sympathetic ear if you call me crying about nobody loving you or whining about how awful your life turned out. I will, however, be likely to encourage you to off yourself or at the very least let me kill you. The holidays fill you with sadness, but they fill me with murderous rage. I am easily pissed off as it is, but you add crowds, holiday cheer and shopping to the mix and I want to get a semi automatic gun and unleash on a mall full of self absorbed assholes. Instead, I take my rage out on you. The pathetic loser who calls me baby or asks me what I am wearing in a futile attempt to bond. I don’t bond. I kill. I can smell fear and desperation through the phone. It gives me a girl hard on because I like to fuck up losers who think I give a crap about them. I don’t have a lonely hearts phone sex line. I have a snuff sex line. It is very therapeutic to kill you. I bet it would be therapeutic for you to die too. I clearly need to kill and maim more, because I flew in a rage over one of those annoying Salvation Army dudes ringing his damn bell. I kicked him in the balls and shoved his bell up his ass while a crowd gathered by and watched. Why? Because the sight of one of those mother fuckers is just a reminder that it’s fucking Christmas. I hate Christmas. Want to find some little soul or annoying twat waffle and spread fear instead of cheer with me?
Snuff sex for the little bitch
Snuff sex is what this little bitch is going to get, she isn’t aware of that little fact yet though. She thinks that she is here to film some hardcore bdsm so she didn’t resist at all when we were binding her up in all these ropes, she was even laughing and giggling like she was having the best time ever! Her attitude didn’t really start to change until we started to beat her, she told us her list of no’s before we started, no whipping, no making her bleed, no permanent marks on her skin, etc, etc… well we of course, ignored all of that. The first thing I pulled out was the whip and I lashed that fucking whore until the blood was running down her back in streams! She was screaming and begging for us to stop… that’s when I told her that we weren’t going to be stopping because this was a snuff film that was going to end in her death. Oh boy, she did NOT like that information at all! Whatever, it’s not like she really had a choice at that point, we just used her how we wanted until we used her up!












