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Snuff Movies Make the Best Date for Training

Snuff movies make the best first date. In fact, I crave the rush of forbidden thrills- This is especially when they involve breaking innocent teens in the most brutal ways.
Last night, I dove deep into my teen anal rape fantasies. I was imagining myself as the predator in a dimly lit alley. Here, I grab a wide-eyed girl, barely legal, and force her down. First, ripping her skirt aside to expose that tight, virgin asshole.
Without mercy, I shove my strap-on deep inside, pounding relentlessly as she screams and squirms. Her body betrays her pain with involuntary clenches, milking my toy. All while tears stream down her face. Next, I slap her ass hard, leaving red welts, and whisper how she’ll beg for more destruction soon.

Snuff Movies are Made For Dark Desires

Transitioning to the underground theater, I picture a secret show where volunteers get fucked raw on stage. Now, I volunteer eagerly, stripping naked before a crowd of perverts.
First, a masked man drags me center stage. Then bends me over and rams his thick cock into my ass without lube. Ultimately, he thrusts savagely, splitting me open as the audience cheers.
Simultaneously, I gasp and moan, my pussy dripping from the humiliation, while another joins.
Meanwhile, double-penetrating my holes until I’m a sobbing, cum-soaked mess. The pain twists into ecstasy, my masochistic side thriving on the public violation.
Then, decapitation porn floods my mind—oh, the ultimate snuff high. Now, I fantasize about tying a teen slut to a guillotine. With her neck exposed and trembling.
Then, as the blade drops, her head rolls, but not before I finger her gushing cunt one last time. Intently feeling her final spasms. Blood sprays, mixing with her juices, and I lick it clean, aroused by the vivid destruction.
Ass Rape Porn is The Essence of Bliss
Finally, fantasy date rape role-play seals my night. Here, I lure a naive date home, spike her drink, and watch her slump. Then my partner and Master come into the scene. First I strip her limp body, probing her slack pussy and ass with my fingers. Finally, Master lines up his dick in that tight pucker, and fucks her senseless.
Then she wakes mid-thrust, fighting weakly, but he puts a belt around her throat and chokes her. While she lets out strangling gasps from her lips as Master cums hard inside her ass.
Asphyxiation heightens everything—her bulging eyes, purple face, the way her body convulses in death throes. In fact, Master destroyed her completely. Essentially, leaving a broken doll, and my pussy throbbing from the power.
These fantasies fuel my darkest urges; I live for the taboo edge where pain meets pleasure. Who’s ready to play?
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Teen Rape Porn is Hot to Watch But Hotter to Make

teen rape pornMen call me when they can only watch so much teen rape porn. I agree it’s hot to watch. But you can only watch so much before you decide you need to make some of your own. And when men want to act on their desires for something young and tender, they often seek out an accomplice like me to help make it happen.

When Michael called me, I couldn’t believe he waited so long. Most men never act on their desires for young girls. Either they do not want to literally blow up their lives, or they want to stay out of prison. The average man can control his impulses until he can’t. But I’m the wrong person to call if you want to check your urges. I just make you want young pussy even more. That’s because I can paint a very vivid picture of what it’s like to fuck someone young and tight.

Men Can Only Watch So Much Brat Porn Before They Want to Make It

I’ve been the young pussy, and I’ve been around young pussy. So, I know how to craft a hot roleplay phone sex scenario that makes it feel real. But for some men, those roleplays just make them want it more. And Michael needed help, so he hired me. I helped his brother a few years ago fuck a young girl. So, he knew about me. Turns out Michael’s brother talked me up to him and gave him my number.

Friday night, we hunted around town until we found a young girl that made his dick harder than anyone before. And I kidnapped her for him. I took her to a no tell motel. I drugged her to stifle her screams. Some men like a girl who fights. But Michael just wanted a tight young pussy to fuck. And he did not want to end up in prison. So, the roofie I slipped her kept her from screaming bloody murder while Michael ravaged her tiny virgin cunt.

Men Need Accomplices Like Me to Help Them Fuck Young Pussy

He looked like a horny dog in heat too. He never felt anything that tight on his dick before. And he fucked her asshole too. According to him, it felt even tighter than her pussy. It was all he could do not to explode the moment he entered her young bald cunt. I filmed it for him. And I did not charge extra for it. I think anytime a man fucks a young girl for the first time somebody like me should film it. This is how he improves his technique and relives the magical moment.

Since I drugged this one, she would never remember what happened to her. But Michael will always remember. Because a man never forgets the first time he sinks his big daddy dick into a tiny little pussy. We left her in the hotel. She would wake up eventually and either call for help or get her own self home.

She won’t remember being an ass rape porn star for much older man. And nobody at that motel will remember us because I paid handsomely so no one would remember us. And at seedy little motels like that, money talks. So, if you want to fuck something young and tight, let me help you. It can be our little secret. Not even your wife needs to know.

Domination Phone Sex Streams with My Son Gives Mommy a Violent Makeover

domination phone sexExtreme domination phone sex live streams make my son money. Plus, it gives me the best pink cocaine. I understand the trade-off with my son. The best cocaine around in exchange for a few broken ribs and a violent makeover. I’m always game because my son brings me the best cocaine ever. And when he arrived yesterday, I showed off the fresh injections in my lips. My son likes me getting those injections because it turns my lips into cock pillows. My son seemed extra stressed, and I know that one of his stress release mechanisms is to beat mommy beautiful.

With my fun bags on display, he turned them into punching bags quickly. As I teetered on stiletto heels, looking like a pencil within inflatable tires, he started to beat me beautiful. Pushed my head in the bowl of cocaine while he punched me in my kidneys. He would hold my head in the coke, while punching the sides of my face at the same time.

He managed to punch my eyes, my cheeks and my lips too. When he let me up for air, my face looked Geisha white with pink tinge from the cocaine, and you could see the bruises already appearing. It gave me a sort of glam look. The live stream started the moment he arrived, and I could hear the tip chimes pouring in as he punched all around my body.

My Son Loves Me. He Beats Me Beautiful So I  Can Enjoy Great Cocaine

But I’m his ass rape porn star too. And no live stream would be complete without some abuse of my prolapsed asshole. He started punching my prolapse before he decided to string me up by it. He tied a string around my prolapsed asshole and spun me around like a lasso. When I landed on the ground with a thud, he spit in my face and punched my jaw a few times. Of course, I forgot to take my teeth out, so he helped me until they flew across the room.

I’ll do anything for my skinny powder. He kicked me, punched me and even spit in my face before he grabbed me by that prolapse and dragged me across the room. Chimes poured in. I knew he needed my ass pipe. So, he grabbed my prolapse, pulled it taught, and put a zip tie on it to turn it into his private cock sleeve. But instead of regular lube, he used icy hot as the lubrication for his new flesh light/ass sleeve. Ouch. The icy hot burned through my prolapsed asshole as he pounded my prolapsed ass.

He lit mommy up like the Fourth of July punching every ounce of my body while he mutilated my prolapse with his cock. When I collapsed onto the floor, he body slammed me. He takes full advantage of me. As he continued to beat me beautiful, he told me I seemed like a natural bottom bitch. But everybody knows that’s true. Cocaine makes me stupid and easy.

Somebody Needs to Beat Mommy Beautiful

When I saw him pull out the plastic bag and fill it with some Coke, I knew he wanted suffocation phone sex. He loves to watch me try to snort all the cocaine in the bag while he fucks my prolapse and fists my cunt. If I pass out, he punches me awake and we do it again. This always makes the chimes pour in too. With a bag over my head, he punched my eyes until they swelled shut.

Then he used my prolapsed asshole as a handlebar and dragged me to the bathroom so he could drown me in dirty toilet water. He forced my head into the toilet and held it down while he fucked my prolapsed asshole. When he wanted to give me a breathing break, he would flush the toilet. And he periodically pissed in my mouth too. He turned me into his piss pig and kept trying to drown me in front of his life stream audience. And they appeared to eat it up based on the number of tips that poured in.

I Look Good with a Violent MakeOver

And for his final act of violence, he decided to fuck my piss hole. He loves to hammer my urethra. As he shoved his dick down the only tight hole I still possess, he let mommy up again. I felt some ribs cracking as he punched and fucked my pee hole. He loves giving mommy a violent makeover. According to him, it makes me look prettier. So, he just kept punching, fucking and drowning me in the dirty toilet water.

By the time our live stream concluded, I looked completely swollen with my skin already turning black and blue. He hate fucked mommy. Punched my face, my head, my kidneys. Pissed on me. Kicked me. Fucked all four holes violently. But I know my boy loves me. I’m his cash cow. I’m a guaranteed money maker for his live streaming audience. He left me with a nice big bowl of pink cocaine so I can lick my wounds until the next time he needs money, feels stressed or both.

Gangbang Rape Porn Star Blair Gets Recognized Anywhere

gangbang rape pornGangbang rape porn stars get recognized often. Men who like those dark underground snuff, kind of movies often recognize me. They’ve seen one of my underground films that I did so I could earn some coke money. So often when I’m minding my own business, some guy starts some trouble with me. Men don’t realize I only make those sorts of movies when truly desperate for cocaine money. But I don’t enjoy when men recognize me. At least not when they recognize me from those kinds of films.

And over the weekend, I decided to go to this local dive bar. Now I did not go there to score cocaine. For once I received enough cocaine last year a week. Guys bought me some drinks and we played some pool. Just sometimes I like the attention of other men. Although I do love my husband and our marriage appears solid, I like to flirt. Perhaps no woman exists who does not like the attention of younger men.

No Matter Where I Go, Some One Recognizes Me From Violent Films

A bunch of college men walked into this dive bar about an hour before last call. And I could tell by the way they looked at me that they recognized me. They appeared too old to know even my oldest teenage son. So, I knew they recognized me from my snuff porn days. They swarmed me by the pool table and started talking about what a good little cocksucker I appear to be. And then they whipped out their dicks and tried to skull fuck me at once.

I can handle a decent amount of dick, but six hard cocks in my mouth at once realigned my jaw. And they took in the back of the bar, and nobody did a damn thing to help me. Perhaps I didn’t want help. But I tried to fight them, nonetheless.

One of them pinned me to the pool table while his buddies ripped the clothes off my body. One of them thought it would be funny to stick a pool stick up my ass. And he rammed it in so deep it felt like it could come out of my mouth. He pulled it back out of my ass and shoved it in my mouth making me spit shine it.

Fighting Off My Attackers Never Works, So I Lay There and Take It Like a Good Whore

These boys could not have been any older than 22. And so full of rage and anger for a soccer mom. They took turns fucking my pussy and my ass on that pool table. Ouch. I could feel their cocks penetrating me. So, I just laid on that pool table like a rag doll. I’ve learned over the years to disengage until it’s over. Fighting never helps. And in the past the more I begged for mercy the rougher the men got with me.

So, I let those boys explore their rape phone sex fantasies for me on a pool table in the back of a dive bar. At one point, they invited the other men in the bar to come fuck me too. It seemed like it went on forever and perhaps it did. But eventually it ended, and I collected my torn clothes and my battered body and got my ass back home. However, I know one of these days I might not be so lucky. I might not ever be able to go home after a vicious attack because I know I’m running out of my nine lives.

Torture Sex Leads To My Ultimate, Devastating Bliss

First off, I crave the edge where pain twists into ecstasy. Ultimately, Torture sex is the greatest. With my body begging for torture that pushes me to the brink.

Tonight, in this shadowed room, my lover binds my wrists above my head with rough rope. In fact, the fibers bite into my skin as he tightens the knots.

Then he circles me like a predator, his eyes dark with hunger. Like a good whore, I arch my back, offering my naked form—breasts heaving, nipples already hard peaks aching for his touch.

Ultimately, he starts slow, trailing a leather whip across my thighs, then cracks it against my ass, the sting exploding like fire. Of course, I gasp, pussy clenching with wet need, juices dripping down my inner legs. But I still need more, ‘More,’ I whisper, my masochistic core throbbing.

Torture Sex is What I Crave

Undeniably, he obliges, lashing my back, each strike reddening my flesh, drawing thin lines of blood that trickle warm. Now, pain surges through me. However, it fuels my Snuff sex desires. With the heat building between my legs, I grind my hips against nothing, desperate for friction.

Next, he drops the whip and grabs my throat. With fingers digging into my windpipe, he laughs. Essentially, strangulation grips me, air cut off as he squeezes, my vision blurring at the edges.

Instinctively, I buck against him, lungs burning, but my clit pulses wildly. Finally, he forces two fingers into my soaking pussy, thrusting hard while choking me tighter.

Moreover, stars burst behind my eyes; asphyxiation heightens every sensation. Bringing my pussy clamping down on his invading digits as orgasm builds in suffocating waves.

‘You’re mine to break,’ he growls, releasing just enough for a ragged breath. Once that little bit of air is gasped in my lungs, he slams his cock into me.

Effectively, he pounds relentlessly, hand back on my neck, cutting off my air again. After all, strangulation phone sex is what I crave.

Now, I convulse, body on fire, the taboo thrill of snuff play making me wetter. Then he strangles harder, my face purpling, pussy spasming around his thick shaft as I cum violently. Ultimately, squirting over his balls. But he doesn’t stop. Simultaneously fucking through my blackout haze, until he floods me with hot seed. Now my final gasps,  a symphony of dark fantasies bliss.

Torture Sex

In this fantasy, death dances close, but release pulls me back—addicted to the torture that makes me alive.

2 Girl Phone Sex Brining A Fuck Toy Back For BFFs Man

2 girl phone sex2 girl phone sex bringing a slutty fuck toy home for my  girls man was one fun night! I helped my best friend bring a play toy from the local park because we both love watching guys cum all over young bodies. We saw this hot guy at the park and knew he’d be perfect for our little game. So, we went up to him and started flirting like crazy girls do – giggling, batting eyelashes, you know how it goes! He was into us so much that he agreed without any hesitation when we suggested going back home with him where there would be more privacy for some fun times ahead… And by “fun times,” of course I meant letting me take control while she assisted or watched happily beside me as her naughty sidekick 😈

Once in his place though (which wasn’t too far away), things got even better than expectednot only did he have an impressive cock ready but also plenty of lube which made everything easier on everyone involved – especially since getting messier equals more excitement according to our twisted minds! After lubing up myself generously enough using both hands simultaneously (because who needs just one hand? Not this girl!) ,I mounted onto his hardness slowly yet steadily until finally impaling myself completely upon entry . The sensation sent shivers down my spine; it felt amazing being filled up like that again after such a long time apart due perhaps partly thanks go towards practicing regularly during previous encounters involving similar activities… Or maybe its just natural talent? Who knows really.. All i cared about then was riding those waves of pleasure generated within ourselves collectively under circumstances quite unique indeed!

Taboo Phone Sex Mommy Blair is Even Fuck Meat to Young Boys

taboo phone sexI love being a taboo phone sex mommy. Usually, I get in trouble with random drug dealers who just want to use me for profit. Or even my own stepson who wants to do the same thing. I have a reputation in my community. And it’s not a good reputation. Most men know I will do anything for coke.

Even my sons know I’ll do anything for coke. And now their friends know I will do anything for coke too. My sons wanted to invite a few friends over for the weekend. And I didn’t see any problem with that. However, this time I did not know the boys. One of the boys, Dean, heard about my reputation as a druggy mommy whore. Apparently, his brother serves as a lieutenant in the operation of this local drug dealer. And of course, he promised me the world if I would fuck him.

Even Young Boys Enjoy Violating My Fuck Holes

And I agreed without asking any questions. Me bad. This boy possesses some fucked up rape phone sex fantasies for his mother. A teenage boy tied me up better than a grown man. And he dick slapped me like a grown man too. In fact, he dick slapped me like a black man. He smacked my face with such purpose and strength that I thought he might crack my jaw or send me across the room.

I felt both scared and in awe of this dominant young boy. He might grow up to be just like one of the snuff film makers I work know. My sons and their other friends played video games in the other room while this boy held me bound and gagged in my bedroom like a kidnap victim. He started skull fucking me so fast I almost puked. He seemed to like treating me roughly. I thought if I indulged this boy’s rape fantasy he’d score me some of his brother’s coke.

Sometimes, a Teen Boy Treats Me Worse Than a Grown Man

This young boy seemed violent beyond his years. But I preferred this to letting some violent filmmaker hurt me for coke. At least I got a teen dick in the process. This young man placed both hands around my throat. And I could feel my eyes bulging. For a moment I thought my eyes might pop out of their sockets just from him squeezing my throat so tightly. He squeezed me tight enough that I passed out. But he quickly slapped me back awake.

He just kept calling me a bitch and a cunt. And all sorts of dirty names. He just kept slapping me and choking me. I’d pass out and he would slap me back awake. He made me his ass rape porn star too I’m hoping that he brings me a decent bag of coke for everything I let him do to me. So young yet so twisted and violent. He might grow up to be worse than any of the snuff film directors I’ve traded my holes for in the past.

My sons wondered why I came back out wearing a turtleneck. At least I could say I felt cold, but I needed to cover up the ligature marks the young boy put around my neck trying to choke me out. Perhaps this feels like destiny. I can never escape violent men. Even my sons’ friends want hurt me.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Feed My Obsession

Rape phone sex fantasies are the ones that make me cum hardest.
First of all, I love the raw brutality of it.
When you describe forcing me down, ripping off my clothes, and shoving yourself inside me while I fight and scream, I get instantly wet.
Moreover, I get off on the helplessness — the feeling of being overpowered, used, and violated with zero mercy.
Consequently, when we take it further into Snuff phone sex, the pleasure becomes even darker and more intense.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Are My Pleasure

After that, I beg you to describe how you’re going to kill me. With your hand on my mouth and a knife to my throat. Truth is, I want to hear every sadistic detail: how you choke me, how my blood trickles from the first cut.
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While my body convulses around your cock. Tell me how my eyes roll back as the life drains out of me.
Next comes the Bloody phone sex that pushes me over the edge.
Ultimately, I moan like a whore when you tell me you’re going to cut me. In fact, while you fuck me and slice into my flesh. Devastatingly slicing my soft skin, watching bright red blood run down my bare tits. And how it mixes with my juices and your cum.
Plus, the idea of you fucking my dying body, covered in my own blood, is so fucking arousing I can barely speak.
So yeah, rape, snuff, and bloody phone sex are my ultimate triggers. The darker and more violent the fantasy gets. Makes me wetter and more desperate. Truth be known, I crave the terror, the pain, the finality. All while you have your cock pounding me and ultimately destroy me.
I’m the girl who gets off hardest when you describe how you will snuff me. It’s the fantasy raping me, snuffing me, and leaving me in a bloody, broken mess.
If you want to explore these depraved fantasies with someone who truly gets soaked by them, call me.

Teen Rape Porn Stars are Kidnapped Not Born

teen rape pornGuys come to me when they want to make a teen rape porn. Men know that I can help procure them something young and sweet to fuck. Women make the best accomplices because young girls never suspect us as predators. But behind every good predator is a good woman who brings him the fuck meat. And for Jonathan I appeared to be that good woman.

We go way back. As a good friend of my former master, he sometimes would fuck me. But I know he preferred much younger pussy. But now he hires me occasionally find him a young tender girl to fuck. I consider him a collector of sorts. He likes to make little videos of himself fucking teenage girls. So, I bring him the girl and I filmed fuck session

We got together last night. I found him a very young teen girl. Popular girl who serves on her cheerleading team. Tiny and compact. A perfect little dick spinner and ass rape porn star. I did not need to kidnap her. She came willingly with me because I told her I wanted to test her out for a model gig. She ate that shit up. Young girls dream about being a star. I did not lie to her. I did plan to make her a star. A young teen porn star

Men Come to Me When They Want to Make a Teen Porno

Jonathan loves the treat that I picked out for him. Pretty, innocent, and a tiny little hot body. I got out the film equipment and did my job capturing the moment he popped a little cherry. She began screaming bloody murder. I just kept telling her that I’m making her a star. Jonathan didn’t show her holes any mercy either. He stretched and gaped them. Made both her pussy and her ass bleed.

She cursed me the entire time. Called me a dumb cunt and a stupid bitch. Please bitch. I’ve been called far worse by people a lot scarier than you. I told her to shut the fuck up and smile for the camera. Of course, we strapped her down to a table. This little bitch would not escape.

She saw my face. However, I looked quite different in a red wig, and he wore a mask the entire time. He didn’t want to kill her. However, I did. But his dime his rules. And the little bitch lived. She’ll probably never believe a single thing an adult woman tells her again. So, in a way this served as a wakeup call for that young slut. Girls need to learn that they cannot trust the word of a strange woman.

We dumped her in a cornfield for her to find her way home. I’m sure she will share some details to the police. But I still feel confident nothing will blow back on me or my accomplice phone sex partner. I took necessary precautions. She’ll never find me or my client.

Face fucking Torture sex destroys me completely

Torture sexBeing a Torture sex slave is my destiny. My master bought me from this crazy family, and I thought my life would get a little better, but it’s been hard to stay alive.

As long as I listen to what he wants and proactively understand his needs, I can stay around for a little bit longer.

But he loves to hurt me. I think it’s because he knows I try very hard to impress him, and even if I do everything right, I still get punished.

He loves to abuse my throat.

His favorite pastime is to wrestle his throbbing cock down my throat, violating my mouth ruthlessly. He feasts on destroying my gag reflex, reveling in my painful gags as he impales my esophagus on his massive shaft.

Lately, he’s been obsessing and told me he wants to tear out my teeth, leaving me a gaping, gum-jawed receptacle for his pleasure.

It’s so scary when he’s violently pounding my face into his cock and whispering how he will pull out each tooth, one by one.

He says he loves the exquisite agony of it all! The meaty slap of his hips against my face was a symphony of brutality.

Snot and drool fly, mixing with his musky arousal as I struggle to breathe through my nostrils, my windpipe constricting with each thrust. But it’s never enough.

He makes my throat constrict in a way that I puke all over his cock and balls. I have to suck up every drop of it, until I’m left retching, a thin, acidic thread connecting my lips to his mean throbbing cock.

And still, when he cums, his cruelty is far from over. He holds my head in place to make sure I get all the remnants of his climax.

Then he broaches the threat once more – to yank out my teeth, to reduce my face to a mere collection of glistening, empty gums. I hope he doesn’t go through with his threat. I don’t want to be a toothless Snuff sex slave.