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Kidnapping Meal For Two

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The best part of being a murderous slut is that I get to taste each and every one of my kills. Women make the best juicy and tender meals. I enjoy the scent and sweet smooth skin of a terrified victim right before the kill. I love going into the cities underbelly and looking for young runaways that nobody will miss. I spotted two lonely girls that were cold and huddling into each other’s jackets. They looked like lovers almost. My stomach growled from the sweet young scent I caught from them. I could almost taste that young sweet flesh with a little basil. I offered them a place to sleep a hot shower and meal.  They hesitated but saw my sweet face and finally came with me. On the way back I texted you and told you I had two ripe young pussies for you. As I pulled in I saw your car and I got the girls in for a shower and put some veggies on for a slow simmer with lots of basil and spices. They would make a good meal after you and I had our fun. The stupid little sluts thought I would feed them But I would be feeding off them.

As they were showering you came in and barged in on them. I was right because they were fucking in the hot steam.  We each grabbed a tiny young thing and tied them up. Wet naked bodies struggling. They screamed and begged us to let them go. I love when the scream because it turns me on and makes my own cunt throb. I could smell the musk of wet pussy and got on my knees between one of them and decided to taste her. She was sweet and I sliced off a labia and the blood started flowing. I looked up and your dick was hard from seeing the blood and her screams were so loud. I spread this stupid bitches legs and you fucked her cut up cunt until you came all inside of her.

I grabbed a dagger and cut her heart out while her lover watched and her cries and screams deafen my ears. So I took a cast iron skillet and smashed her pretty little head in. I had to start preparing the first girl. You sliced of the bashed in girls nipples and ass hole and fucked all three holes like a maniac. I knew you would have fun with those bloody holes. I finished cutting off girls one pussy and flattened it to grill up real quick. We would need our energy cutting two girls into pieces for our stew.

Trap House Slut

Gangbang rape pornMy boyfriend dropped me off at the gang’s trap house. He owned them a lot of money and I was his only form of currency. The thugs tore my clothes off and forced me down to my knees. I sucked so much cock that my lips swelled. They fucked me in all of my holes. I fucked so many guys that I lost count. Dry cum covered my body. They treated me like a plastic sex doll and passed me around like a blunt. As soon as I finished sucking off one guy, another cock was shoved into my mouth. I was there for days and the only thing I was allowed to eat or drink was semen. When they took a leash collar from a pit bull and put it around my neck I felt so degraded. I was their plaything for them to abuse and molest. Someone, please rescue me.

Snuff Sex Sunday: I Worship at the House of Pain

snuff sexSnuff sex is better than church. The only place I worship on Sundays is the House of Pain. My master is my God. He was in a foul mood this morning. He loves inflicting pain on his subby blonde bimbo, but today was more pain than normal. He had at least 100 clothes pins. He pinched them all over my skin. Every time I grimaced, he smiled. He clustered them around my pussy. I looked like a freak show. He put them on my big fake tits too. I was chained to a metal rod above me with a heavy weight belt around my waist designed to keep me on my knees while he skull fucked me. He would pull on the clothespins while thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth for some torture sex fun. He was making me say blasphemous things and hail him as my God. He pissed down my throat and anointed me in his cum. After he was done cumming, he invited some of his disciples over to use his prized pet. They fucked my mouth and my ass. My pussy was off limits because he is trying to breed me. I have gotten too old for him. He wants me to have a baby girl, so he can abuse the fuck out her tiny tight holes. He is my God, I do whatever he tells me. I will even abort any boy brats I have, because he only wants me to have girls. I hope I get pregnant soon, because if I don’t, I know he will kill me.

Taboo Phone Sex Truth or Dare

taboo phone sexI love taboo phone sex.  I am the woman who does things other woman have too much respect to do. I was playing a game of truth or dare with my step son and some of his friends last night. I lost a bet, so I had to play. I knew it would turn ugly. It always does with him. He has nothing but hate for his submissive whore mommy. His friends do too. The game started out with humiliating dares like drink piss and lick dirty asses. Then it graduated to pain slut dares like a safety pin to my clit and a cigarette burn to my nipple. I was getting high with them, which makes me fearless and them crueler.  By the last round, I was hanging from the rafter of the basement getting fucked with various items they could find around the house. They found things in every part of the house. From the bathroom came my curling iron. From the kitchen came my rolling pin. From my boys’ room came their little league bats. From my bedroom came the wine bottle. None of those things held a candle to my step son’s tool box. He fucked me with a hammer first. When that didn’t cause the pain he wanted, he broke out his cattle prod. He shoved it up my cunt, turned on the voltage and watched me convulse until I pissed and shit myself. The pain was excruciating to me. It hurt too much to cum. I am a pain slut, but that pain was too much. My step son and his friends got off on my pain. They jacked off on my convulsing body as I twitched and pissed myself. This was the torture sex version of truth or dare. I can barely walk today. They said they were coming back for more games tonight.

Bondage Phone Sex Gone Deadly

bondage phone sexIt started off as bondage phone sex. I met him on Tinder and we just had phone sex for weeks. He said he was married. I have phone sex for a living, so having phone sex with him was not a problem. Last night his wife decided to go on an overnight with her sister, so he invited me over. I knew it was risky. His wife could come home anytime unexpectedly. Or, he could be the modern day Ted Bundy. I like risk, however. It is what makes me a great kinky fetish slut. He had a room for bondage. His bed was even designed for a slave complete with sleeping quarters in a cage underneath. This man was a serious lifestyle master. My cunt got wet thinking of how risky this was for me. Until now, we had never met. Anything he told me, was likely a lie because I saw no family pictures anywhere when I entered his place. Plus, if his wife was a lifestyle sub, why did he need her to be gone to bring me over. Despite the glaring red flags, I walked into the trap willingly. Once I was tied to his kinky bed, it was obvious snuff porn was on his mind with me as the star. He whipped my back so hard, I bled. He carved whore across my boobs with a pocket knife. He burned my body with a fat stogie. He pissed into my burn wounds and the cuts on my flesh. He sodomized my ass for hours. First with his cock, then with his fist.  My ass prolapsed. I knew I should scream for help or beg for mercy but I couldn’t. I didn’t want to. Honestly, I was enjoying the pain and torture.  What the fuck is wrong with me? Nothing. I am just a submissive taboo phone sex slut who loves to be abused.

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Bondage phone sex

bondage phone sexI was sleeping in my bed next to some guy I had a one night stand with. I awoke to him on top of me and three of his friends around me. They all held me down and tied up my body. I could not break free. They put a ball gag in my mouth, my spit was running down my neck to my tits. My wrist were tied above my head and shortly after they got attached to my ankles. I was on the floor looking up at them and their sharp knifes.

I could tell they were going to make my flesh into shreds. They took turns shoving their cocks into my ass and pussy, forcing my holes apart. Their blades grazed against my soft flesh as they began to make multiple stabs into me. I was crying and choking on my spit as they played in my blood.

He got what was coming to him

ass rape pornThis arrogant little bitch boy got exactly what he had coming to him after he so rudely attempted to force himself all up on me. We were at a bar and he was cocky as fuck, trying to hit on me and take me home, at no point did he accept the fact that I wasn’t interested so I decided to make him sorry. I “gave in” and invited him back to my place and slipped a lil something into his drink once we got there. It knocked him out cold so I was able to easily strip him down and restrain him in all kinds of fun ways. Boy was he pissed off when he woke up! He was screaming and whining and begging me to untie him but I just told him to shut the fuck up and learn his lesson! I made him eat my ass and lick my shoes and he was fine with all that… until I brought out a huge dildo. That’s where he wanted to draw the line but since he didn’t listen to or respect me when I told him no, I decided to return the favor and just shoved that dildo up his ass despite all his protests! Hopefully he learned a little respect for women after that!

Nothing But Snuff Movies for Hours

snuff moviesHe made me watch snuff movies with him for hours. I was tied up with a ball gag in my mouth. Naked of course. My tits were hog tied. He was masturbating, and I was praying it would be over soon. He told me I needed more slave training because I was an “unruly snatch.” He kept telling me if I didn’t learn some manners and some obedience, I was going to end up like the whores in the movie: dead. Sometimes, I wish I was dead. I should be dead. I acted like I was watching intently because my life depended on it. He was smoking a cigar while jacking off at bloody torture sex videos. The moment he saw my eyes get heavy, he put the stogie out on my left tit. “Wake up bitch and pay attention,” he screamed at me. I had been tied to that chair for over 10 hours. I was tired. I was sitting in my own piss. For a moment, I thought death would be release. I tried apologizing, but he didn’t want to hear excuses. He invited friends over, who took turns force fucking my holes before pissing on me like dogs marking their territory. After they were done cumming all over me, I was their punching bag. He made it clear if I winched or cried, I would get it worse. I would be killed, chopped up and fed to the dogs. I am a good bitch. I took it like a pro, so you can abuse me next.

Bondage Phone Sex Can Be Torture

bondage phone sexI do bondage phone sex daily. You would think I would be extremely good at bondage. I am a good submissive, but the other night, the bondage was torture. I pissed off a drug dealer. I was supposed to sell a few bricks of heroin for him. In exchange for some coke, I was given instructions to sell all the heroin first. I was strung out, desperate. I needed the coke then, so I traded the bricks for coke. He never should have trusted an addict with that much product. It was like an episode of Law and Order. He had one of his thugs kidnap me and toss me in his dungeon. I tried to act like I had been mugged, but he knew I was high. He talked to a few guys on the street and knew what I did. Torture sex was in order as my punishment. He suspended me from the ceiling with my legs stretched out like I was doing the splits in the air. The position alone was torture. Beneath me was a rod with a ball on top. No ordinary ball, but a vibrating egg. Attached to the egg were razor blades. He pulled my ropes that kept me suspended hovering over the torture device so my pussy plunged on it. I felt the skin from inside of my pussy slicing. Blood tricked to the ground. I knew when he turned on his torture sex toy, my pussy would look like raw meat. I begged and pleaded for mercy. I even tried to barter for my life by saying I would be his sex slave for eternity. I tried to convince him to pimp me out to recuperate the money I stole from him. He just smiled as he turned on the vibrating egg of razor blades and said, “No one wants to fuck an old whore pussy.” I passed out from the pain; woke up with a pool of blood beneath me and a ruined pussy.

The Clothes Iron

Evil phone sexMy man says he found a very important client for me to entertainment. He even got my hair done and brought me a new dress. As we were driving over to this “new client” he warned me to make this man very happy. When we finally arrived the client was waiting on the front porch. His name was Tony and he was an older gentleman. He had kind eyes but I would find out later that was just a mask hiding pure evil.
After my man got an envelope full of cash, he left me with this stranger. Tony told me to follow him down into his basement. This basement was a real-life torture chamber and I was scared. He chained me against a wall and plugged in a clothes iron. He told me that he had paid a lot of money to hurt me but he would scar my face. He pressed that hot iron to the inside of thighs and I cried out in pain. He touched that hot iron to my skin over and over again. I could see that his cock was rock hard, causing pain turned him on. He took out a clothespin from his pocket and clamped it to my clit. The pain was unbearable and I started screaming for him to please remove it. A wet cum stain appeared on his crotch. This was going to be a long painful weekend.