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Ass Rape Porn Stars Live with Gaped Assholes and Prolapses

ass rape pornAs an ass rape porn star, I no longer enjoy tight holes. My asshole and my pussy always appear gaped. My sons love it. They enjoy looking at my holes gaping. However, they think that’s just because mommy’s a whore who likes to fuck. And although that does appear true, my fuck holes look like the Grand Canyon because of everything I do for coke money. Men fist me and they put all sorts of objects in my ass for shits and giggles. Anything to humiliate me. Plus, anything to make me really feel it too.

And last night mommy came home with a gaped asshole because of a violent fisting gangbang. Friday night, I needed coke for the weekend, so I saw this guy who loves to brutalize my ass. But he pays for the pleasure of fisting me. When I showed up at his place, I saw a few friends there. And I knew that spelled trouble for me. One fist in the ass feels bad enough. But 25 fists in my ass? Well, that’s a violent anal gangbang rape porn.

So, I let these men ravage my asshole. I thought they would fuck me. Horny guys partying and no pussy in sight. But apparently, they partied too hard and ended up with limp dicks. And perhaps in hindsight, I did not make the smart choice when I pointed out their limp dicks. Because I think I angered them. And that explains why they fisted my ass for hours. They left their rings on and everything.

Mommy Spends Her Nights Getting Her Ass Brutalized for Coke Money

One guy filmed it. And he joked about live streaming my anal prolapse. One guy reached into my asshole and pulled my asshole out with his hand. And just laughed as I cried in pain. But I’ve been in this place before. Many people love abusing my asshole. They like to take my asshole and make it an outside toy for them to play with. Still to this day, I don’t think anybody brutalizes my ass more than my stepson, though.

But I learned to keep my mouth shut. The anal torture sex felt unbearable at the time, but in hindsight, I know I’ve been through worse. And I will be through worse in the future. My sons loved seeing my gaped asshole when I came home. However, I didn’t tell them what I experienced to earn that gaped asshole. I just let think I went out whoring around.

Strangulation Phone Sex is The Ultimate Harbinger of Demise

I’m Geneva, and Strangulation Phone Sex is only part of killing me.  Just a sexy doll come to life. With long blonde waves, perky DDs spilling out of tiny pink tops, and a tiny waist. But it’s this ass so round and firm it begs to be wrecked.
First off, I love playing the ultimate fantasy fuck toy. Especially when phone sex turns deadly hot. Last night, a caller gripped me with his darkest craving: strangulation phone sex as the ultimate harbinger of demise.
When I answered, he started right off, “I want to choke you while I destroy that perfect ass, Geneva,” is a firm whisper. As this made me wet, I purred back, slipping into the fantasy, my voice breathy and teasing.

Strangulation Phone Sex Isn’t Just a Kink, It’s and End

He pins me face-down on silk sheets, my perfect body arched, ass high and inviting. Then his thick cock presses against my tight hole. With no lube, just raw force as he thrusts in deep.
And I gasp, feeling every inch stretch me, burn me, own me. Now his hands wrap around my slender throat. With his fingers digging in, squeezing tighter with each brutal pump into my ass.
All I can do is claw at the sheets, moaning how it hurts so good, how I’m his helpless doll breaking under him. Next, he fucks harder, slamming balls-deep, choking me until stars explode behind my eyes.
Now breathless, vision blurring—that edge of demise makes my ass clench around him. But I need more, “Tighter,” I beg, voice hoarse. Of course, he obliges, cutting off my air completely as he pounds relentlessly, my body shaking on the brink.
Strangulation Phone Sex
Just as black spots dance, he releases. Finally, his hot cum floods my ass while I shatter in the most intense orgasm. Really teetering on death’s door.
It’s true, Strangulation phone sex isn’t just a kink. In fact, it’s the ultimate rush, the harbinger of sweet, filthy demise.
Who wants to choke this perfect slut next? Call me—I’m already wet thinking about it.

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies Come True with the Right Accomplice

taboo phone sexI enjoy taboo phone sex. Honestly, I don’t understand why men call for vanilla sex. Isn’t that why you get married? So, you can enjoy the boring shit with your wife and save the kinky stuff for women like me. Sometimes I do crave vanilla, romantic sex. Thus, the reason I’m cross listed on two of this company’s sites. I can be both wicked and sweet and innocent too.

But it makes sense for a woman like me to have a taboo side. I spent most of my youth servicing my drunk father and all his drunk poker buddies. My father did not allow me to attend high school. I think he feared I would run away or spill the beans on what really happened at home to a guidance counselor or teacher. And eventually I ran away from home, but I kept daddy’s secrets.

And now I help men like my father with their preferred dirty fantasies. When I first started this job, I told myself helping men with their rape phone sex fantasies would prevent them from acting on them. Gave them a creative outlet for those fantasies that would put men behind bars for acting out.

I Enjoy Helping Men Turn Their Dark Fantasies Into Realities

 But now I hope some men truly do naughty things to young girls. Despite my past, I grew up ok. Sure, I did not grow up vanilla, but I am an independent woman who can support herself and help others.

Men will always crave something young and tight. And some men will get it and for others it will remain fantasy. But as a seasoned whore and switch, I hope men act on their dark fantasies. In this world, I truly believe you must adopt a survival of the fittest mentality to survive. I survived my youth.

And now because of my experience, I am best accomplice phone sex partner. I’ve been on both sides of the coin. That makes me uniquely qualified to help men like you with your needs for something young and tight on your dick. Fantasy thoughts do not need to remain fantasy thoughts with me.

Medical Fetish Phone Sex Gets Cured By Layla As Your Nurse

Medical Fetish Phone SexHello there, my favorite patient. I can see your heart rate spiking on the monitor from the moment I stepped into this private exam room, and we both know exactly why you’re sweating. Medical Fetish Phone Sex was just the beginning of your treatment, but now that I’m standing over you in this tight white uniform, it’s time for a much more hands-on approach to your condition. 

You’ve been a very sick boy, obsessed with the dark, heavy weight of my busty titties, and I’m the only specialist qualified to cure this filthy disease that’s been pulsing through your veins all day long. Lie back and try to breathe while I prepare the first stage of your therapy. 

You’re addicted to the way I command you, and I’m addicted to the way your body reacts to my cold stethoscope against your hot, desperate skin. This Valentine’s Day, I’m skipping the traditional bedside manner because a patient as depraved as you needs a much more aggressive dose of Nurse Layla.

 I can feel your fever rising every time my skirt brushes against your leg, a symptom of the raw lust that only I can alleviate with the proper application of pleasure and pain. I’m going to start by examining exactly where it hurts the most, gripping you with my latex covered hands until you’re begging for mercy. 

You aren’t just here for a check-up; you’re here to be completely dismantled and rebuilt by my touch. I love the way you look up at me, eyes wide and filled with a mixture of fear and absolute worship, as I explain exactly how I’m going to drain the cum from your ballsack. My voice is the only medicine you need, a low, sultry hum that vibrates in your chest and tells you that you belong entirely to my clinic now.

Don’t even think about moving until I give you permission. This “cure” requires your total submission to my medical expertise. I’m going to use every tool at my disposal to make sure you never forget the way it feels to be handled by a professional who knows your darkest secrets.

By the time I’m done with you, your “disease” will be replaced by a permanent craving for my authority. You’re lucky I decided to take your case baby, because no one else would be willing to go as deep into your fantasies as I am. Now, hold your breath and get ready for the most intense physical therapy session of your life… Nurse Layla is ready to begin.

Teen Rape Porn And The Stinky Pussy

Teen rape porn Teen rape porn makes men take pussy, my foster brother is addicted to it, and it turns him into a sick fuck, he comes into my room whenever he gets a hard on and forces me to suck his fucking cock. 

Tried telling my foster mom but she called me a lying whore then made me lick her unwashed cunt until it was clean, I ate a day’s worth of funk and cum, if I gagged, she punched me upside my head. 

Probably would not have cared much if her pussy wasn’t so smelly, she is really sexy, but that pussy smells bad. 

I think she fucked three or more guys without washing after, my mouth was springing water as her scent wafted across my nostrils, licking her stinky pussy kinda turned me on, knowing I was tasting the cum of different men. 

My foster fathers cum was definitely inside of her, I could taste his salty sweet cum, foster brother too, his taste really sour, guess from his poor diet. I can’t imagine who the third deposit belongs to; it was rather sweet and extra sticky. 

Oh, great here comes foster daddy, guess it’s time for my weekly ass fuck session, he is obsessed with my asshole, he worships it with his thick tongue and a few dildos and butt plugs every Saturday morning. I kinda like it, he is always really gentle with my asshole, his little cock leaks without him even stroking it, think he really enjoys our anal play time. 

My Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Seem Vicious to Men

rape phone sex fantasiesMen do not corner the market on rape phone sex fantasies. As an evil bitch, I have them too. For women, but mostly for men. And my fantasies might not be typical. I don’t fantasize about hopping on a big dick and riding it until I orgasm. I own mechanical toys for that. My fantasies lean a tad darker.

The other night I made one of my dark fantasies come true. I fucked a predator in his ass with a strap on that I enhanced. And I bet you’re curious about what I did to that dildo aren’t you. I crushed fine glass with a rolling pin. I dipped the dildo in gorilla glue and then rolled it in the shards of glass that I made. Essentially, I turned my dildo into an ass shredder. And I made a guy my ass rape porn star.

Some Men Do Not Deserve

Although I never struggle to find assholes deserving of my anal shredding, I choose wisely. I’ve learned to fly under the radar for many years. I can sit back in any bar, watch and observe and men never notice me. Unless I want them to notice me. Usually, I hide in a dark corner where I can watch all the assholes attempting to pray on young girls by drugging their drinks. Some of these assholes do it just to get laid. Others possess more nefarious intentions.

For months, I’ve heard chatter about a tall, good-looking man, seducing young girls, drugging them, and selling them to the highest bidder online. He’s a sex trafficker. And that’s who I hunted this week. My many skills allowed me to track him and predict where he’d be. So, I enlisted the help of a young girl who fits his type. Through text messages and hand signals she followed my lead and switched the drinks. Dumb bastard didn’t see us coming. But that’s because he underestimates all women. And that’s a huge mistake.

When we got him back to my dungeon, I woke him up for the entertainment portion of the evening. We both wore that killer strap on I created and shredded his asshole a few times over. Turned his butthole into minced meat. He tried to deny the charges, but I’m also a skilled hacker and I found the site he uses to auction girls to the highest bidder. I traced it to him.

Some Men Deserve to Die for Their Crimes

 Not only did we shred his asshole, but we castrated him too. And he did not deserve clean castration. So, I used a rusty old sickle, cut them off and fed them to my dogs. The expression on his face while he watched my dogs eat his balls seemed worth it all.

We couldn’t let him live. So, we made him a snuff porn star. And we streamed it on the dark web so women could tell us what to do to him. We made the torture last for hours until he begged us to kill him. And we needed to kill him. A trafficker will not stop just because he lacks balls. This man didn’t fuck these girls. He sold them to people who would do far worse things to them. But not anymore. He died a fitting death. Tortured for hours by the very woman he tried to sell. Very fulfilling and altruistic kill.

Knife play gets dirty nasty, force feed me my cum

Knife play phone sexYou called me and wanted to play nasty. Not only make me your submissive slave but torture me till the very end. You asked me on the phone to scream and cry till the bitter end because of your sick mind. Every part of it turns me the fuck on too. I love the feeling of the unknown, what tools, ties or plans you have in store to make me so scared of you. I could hear in your voice that subtle sick urge just for a whimper. Your filthy dirty cock gets off on it, so use me till you can’t

Knife play turns into a filthy bloody mess

You threatened me with a knife. To run that large thing from my face down to my toes. And not only did you wanna play dirty but you wanted to do it slowly. Whispering into the phone “everything’s going to be ok”. You’re the worst of the dangerous creeps. Make you feel loved and sexy as they torture you from the inside out. Just like Dahlmer did to his victims you wanna do me.

“Please please” I beg as you start on my cheek. Shoving your fingers up my tight cunt. Grabbing me by my groin and forcing me into you. Wet soaked blood running down me. You carve around my little cutie tits, down my stomach to the top of my dripping wet snatch. “I want you to taste your cunt while I cut you some more.”

Evil does her

The darker the better. That’s how I cream and live, not to make my perhaps killer even angrier but it always does. Shoving those fingers down my throat you made me gag on my own spunk. I’m turning blue grabbing onto your arms for dear life. “I’m not done with you pussy bitch”.

For the last time you grab that nasty cum filled knife as you shove you cock deep inside me. Cutting my stomach slowly as you swirl your dirty dick. “You’re just a trick bitch”. Slapping me in the face, turning me on even more. Pleasure doesn’t cum with pain and I’m here for it. Call me up and tell me

 

Gangbang Rape Porn with Cora, Fuck Her Mercifully!

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As a Valentine’s Day treat, you can surprise me by kidnapping me in the middle of the night!

Take me to somewhere dark and have 5 big black cocks gang and rape me.

You know how much fun that would be for me, to have every single hole filled with a dick!

All in the dark, so I have no idea who is fucking me.

I want every single man to finish on me.

I will kneel in the middle of the floor, and everyone can shoot their fat, juicy loads all over me.

I’ll even lick myself clean afterwards!

Do you think you can find a bunch of fat cocks to fuck me?

 

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Snuff Sex is The Best Conjuring Dark Depths of Desire

It was another Snuff sex scene, that started brutal. 
Suddenly the door creaks open. A hand clamps around my throat from behind, fingers digging deep and choking off my air until stars explode behind my eyes. Yet he squeezes harder, then abruptly releases. Leaving me gasping, dizzy, and my cunt pulsing with fresh need.
Next he shoves me forward. I drop hard to my knees on the icy concrete. Where he approaches me and sizes up my torn whore body.
When he finally stops in front of me, he yanks my head back by the hair.
“Look at me,” he growls. I lift my gaze and meet cold, empty hunger staring back.
Without warning he slaps me viciously across the face, then again on the other side. Tears blur my vision as he tightens his grip until my scalp screams.
“Tell me you want me to hurt you.”
“I want you to hurt me,” I choke out, voice raw and trembling.
This makes him chuckle cruelly, then drives his knee into my gut. As the air blasts from my lungs, I collapse. Immediately he grabs my ankles and drags me across jagged concrete that shreds my skin raw.

Snuff Sex is Raw and Without Any Sympathy

Once he reaches the center, he rolls me onto my back, unbuckles his belt, and wraps it around his fist. Leather cracks across my tits. I scream.
Then he strikes over and over,  welts rising fast, breasts bouncing with every brutal lash while my nipples harden in agony. After he tosses the belt aside, he unzips, and pulls out his thickening cock. Then he straddles my chest, and rams it between my lips.
As he fucks my face mercilessly, his hands pinning my skull down. All while driving so deep I gag violently, tears streaming, spit bubbling down my chin. Finally he pulls back just enough for a ragged breath, then slams in again, choking me until panic floods my veins.
Abruptly he withdraws, flips me onto my stomach, yanks my hips up, spits on my ass, and plunges in dry. The searing burn rips through me. I scream into the floor as he pounds without mercy, using my hair like reins to slam even harder, cock stretching my ass hole raw.
Suddenly he pulls out, flips me again, and draws a knife. Now the blade traces my thigh, slicing a thin red line.

 Fear and thrill collide in my clit, This is the making of Snuff Porn

“Are you ready to die, Geneva?”
“Yes,” I breathe. “Use me. Kill me.”
Then he smiles cruelly, drags the knife across my throat—shallow, just enough to bleed and fake death. Consequently, warmth spills across my skin.
With conviction, my body convulses in a shattering orgasm, cunt clenching hard, squirting scorching jets across my thighs’.
Nevertheless he watches coldly, I shudder through it, he wipes the blade on my leg, and stands.
“You’re not dying today,” he says, zipping up. and continues : “There’s more fun left in your whore body”.
Next he hauls me up, drags me to a stained mattress, and dumps ice-cold bleach-water over me.
Violently shivering I am left confused. At this point he turns on the camera. The red light blinks to life.
“For posterity,” he says. “So everyone remembers what a worthless slut you are”.
Naturally he slams into my dripping cunt, and pounds me brutally. All while the lens captures every gasp, every tear, every drop of blood and cum.
Now I stare into the camera—broken, bleeding, alive in the filth—and feel completely whole.
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Accomplice Phone Sex Pays My Bills

accomplice phone sexI enjoy accomplice phone sex calls. But I think that might be because I just enjoy being the accomplice in my personal life too. I learned quickly in this seedy underworld of snuff that crime pays. And as the accomplice, the focus goes to someone else, not me.

I met Hank last night at a bar. We enjoyed some beers and discussed the possibility of working together. I felt I must work with Hank. Hank used to be an associate of my former master. The one I bought my freedom from one young girl at a time. Anytime my former master sends me a client, I feel obliged to take the job. Although I do get paid from his associates, it’s always in the back of my head that if I don’t take the job and do it right, I might end up dead.

And I know how to survive. I’m scrappy. Been on my own since my schoolgirl days. Hank and I talked over beer. He wants to make a series of teen rape porn movies. Not for him, but for one of his clients who needs to remain anonymous to me. Personally, I don’t care who wants the movies if I get paid. This will be a lucrative gig for me. Five different videos with girls of different ages and ethnicities. But all young.

Being a Professional Accomplice Earns Me a Great Living

I accepted the job because he offered me $50,000 per video I help him make. That’s $250,000. That can seriously help with my debt and my bills. This will be a challenging gig. I need to find five different girls. And all young and likely never without adult supervision. Luckily, I do not need to kidnap them all at once. One little whore at a time.

He came to the right girl. It’s much easier to lure young girls away as a woman. The stranger danger does not seem to be as present in young girls for women as it does for men. I think that’s because the media and family constantly sell the notion that it’s dirty old white men who like young girls. And although that is mostly true, behind every good P man is a woman like me. Hank paid me a deposit. And he told me he did not need to know the details if I delivered a girl a month to a warehouse downtown.

After our conversation and my generous advance, I went looking. Honestly, with the temps below freezing I did not think I’d find too many girls playing outside. Plus, it gets dark so early now that you rarely see anybody that young out by themselves after 6 PM. But I found some young girl riding her bicycle up and down the street. So, I accidentally on purpose clipped her back wheel driving past her to give me an excuse to take her home.

Young Girls Never Fear Mature Women

She snuck out of the house because she could not sleep and decided to ride her bike up and down the street. She looked the right age and fit the description of one of the girls Hank wanted me to procure for his client. So, I told this girl I’d take her back to my place to bandage up her knee and hammer out the dent I put in her fender on her back wheel. Putty in my hands.

Now she’s in a cage in my basement like an animal. I’m just waiting two days to bring her to the location and collect the rest of my first $250,000 fee. One girl fell into my hands, way too easily. So, I doubt the rest of the girls I acquire for these ass rape porn movies will go as smoothly.

But I am a seasoned accomplice. As a former slave, I watched, observed and learned how to survive in this world. And I also know how to remain undetected and under the radar. No doubt Hank will be impressed with my first girl. Too bad for her she will never see her family or friends again. But does the world really need any more brats.