Ever since I was a little girl, pain and torture have intrigued me. Watching my father beat my mother probably had something to do with it. He would beat her for hours, busting her nose, lips, biting her breasts, and making her scream. Afterward, they would have loud make-up sex. I’d hear her screaming for him to hit her, that she deserved it. They’d fuck so loud that our ratty old trailer would shake. Sometimes I masturbated to the sounds.
By the time I was in my late teens, I, too, had become a victim of violence. My boyfriend was a druggie who would force me to do drugs and then beat me unconscious. I associated brutality with love, for that was all I had known. Just a simple slap or arm twist would make my pussy leak through my panties.
One night, my BF brought this new man home. He told me that I was expected to cater to his whims and do as I was told. He said he was making money and I was a worthless slut who needed to work.
The man, only known as Master D, was a sadistic bastard. He got off on hearing a woman scream and beg. The things he did to me that night are beyond mention. He drugged, gagged, raped, and tortured me. He made me lick his shitty hole and pissed on my face.
My boyfriend stayed quietly in the corner, just out of sight, jerking off as I was demeaned and beaten. I could tell that he enjoyed the show. My pussy started throbbing a bit as he beat welts onto my back. Never before had I felt so alive and turned on. I screamed louder and that seemed to inflame him more.
Finally, Master D was ready to cum. He took a plastic bag, and despite my begging, placed it over my head. “You are a worthless cunt and you deserve to die.” he rasped. My breath was cut short as he tied the bag tightly around my throat. The world was spinning as he slammed his monster cock viciously into me, tearing my flesh. My pussy begin to pulse as my oxygen level dropped. My back arched, my legs kicked.
Without warning, I was wracked by a massive orgasm that made me suck the plastic tighter over my face. At the same time, I felt his beefy cock begin to pulsate deep within me. He roared like an evil beast, pulling his cock from my bloody hole and spewed his load all over the plastic bag. My world went black.
I awoke several hours later to find my boyfriend standing over me. He smiled wickedly, his erect cock in hand, as he gazed upon my broken body.
Now I knew my real worth and I was ready to be the worthless slut, just like my mama.
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Bagged Pussy
Angie’s Ass Rape Porn
Mary has been a good slave to me for many years. I got her when she was just a wee one and she learned at an early age that her sole purpose in life was to please her Mistress in any and all things. If she failed me in any way she was punished swiftly and severely. She has gotten so good at serving me that she can now anticipate my needs and desires before I even know I have them. This efficiency has cause me to grow weary of her. Ten months ago I asked my friend if she would be willing to sell her large, strong, well behaved, black man servant for stud service.
She agreed and I calculated Mary’s ovulation period with precise accuracy before paying for and breeding the two of them. My friend and I feasted and drank while they copulated night after night on the floor in front of us. I now have a new young servant that I will train as well. In the mean time Mary must care for this brat so I have to find another servant temporarily. In order to pay for that I have decided to make an ass rape porn with Mary as the star and her wee one in the background. In preparation I have flogged Mary’s sweet white ass very well and written instructions on her ass. This glorious picture will be the opening to my film. Now for the real fun…..filming her abuse and then selling the film on line so that I can buy a temporary servant to do her bidding.
Taboo Phone Sex Means Anything Goes
When you are a taboo phone sex slut, that means you have to be ready for anything. Friday night I was at the club getting freaky with some cute guys. Saturday morning, I was chained to a garage door getting whipped and flogged by the same men I was blowing. Either I drank way too much and passed out, or they drugged me. Both has happened before. “Little whores who fuck beer bottles for strangers in clubs, need punished,” said the one guy whipping the crap out of me. I was covered in red welts. The Cat o Nine tails was leaving a mark. I love to do nasty things to get a guy’s attention, but often it results in painful attention. After they punished me with various BDSM tools, they punished me with their cocks. Ass rape porn stars had it easier than what these guys were doing to my back door. Cocks, fists, multiple dicks all got crammed in my butthole. I even got sodomized by the cat o nine tails. They made me look like a pony with that thing hanging out my ass. I would like to say that something like this won’t happen again, but that would be a lie. I love the unexpected.
The Sweet Sound Of Terror
The sweet sound of terror fills the air. The shrills of the screams send shivers of delight up and down my spine. I sit here in my antique winged back chair sipping Brandy, listening to the sounds of the fire crackle. The flames are dancing in the hearth in unison to the shrill sounds of pain. It is almost as if they are as happy as I am by the sound. My fingers find their way to my nipples and slowly encircle the hardening buds under the thin cloth of my gown. It has almost been thirty minutes now the flesh should be eaten almost to the bone. Smiling I get up to make my way to him. The cage i have devised is genius and I can move it from body part to body part, leaving it there for 30 min increments. Rats have the most beautiful, sharp teeth and will gnaw the flesh all the way to the bone if I leave them in one place long enough. Sometimes I sit and watch, sometimes I like to remove myself from sight and listen while my imagination fills with images. This is one such night. I simply want to enjoy the knowledge that he is in pain and is filled with fear not knowing when or if I will return to end this or to prolong it. Using rats as my little minions is perfection for me.
Evil Triumphs
It has been several days now and we have completely taken over the local church and it’s congregation. They are all ours from the littlest to the elderly and they are all our servants. Our Satanic ways have consumed every one of them. Obtaining their obedience was easy. Fear is a very powerful thing and we have used it to it’s maximum potential. They have learned all the new hymns that we have created and they sing them while we perform our acts of pain and terror on the alter. We have sodomized the Priest and broken his spirit. We have impregnated the nun and will rip the developing little one from her body when we are ready. We have devised several lottery style events that give us the pick of the litter so to speak. So far we have spilled a great deal of blood on the alter that was pure and holy not so very long ago. Just because he wants them all to call him Jesus, the truth is that he is Satan, not just on the surface but all the way to the bone….and we love to play our wicked little games!
Taboo Phone Sex Family Rape Porn Fun
Taboo phone sex is my specialty. I have long lived a taboo lifestyle with my boys. My oldest son use to be mommy’s little boy, now he is mommy’s master. He went from submissive to dominant almost overnight. Usually he is good to me, but occasionally he likes to abuse me, even pimp me out. He was in one of his less loving moods recently. He had been looking at family rape porn and vintage bondage films. I guess it got his head swirling. He came home from school, grabbed me roughly off the couch and made me strip naked. I thought he was going to force fuck me to relieve some stress. Maybe give my ass a good hardcore fucking.
He made me put on a coat and he tossed me into the car. We drove up to the lake cabin. Nothing good ever happens to me in the cabin. We were not alone. There was a family there. WTF? He has pimped me out before, but never to a family. He shoved me on the ground, tied my hands behind my back and started forcing fucking my face while a couple and their two brats watched. “This is how you treat mommy whores,” he said as he grabbed my red locks and slammed my head on his cock. My eyes were watering as he assaulted my face with such force. After he came down my throat, he tossed me to the man. I assumed to fuck me, but the guy tied me up. As he was hogtying me, I noticed the little boy and girl holding rope. They grabbed their momma and followed suit.
Just two little tykes with evil in their eyes as they bound and gagged their momma. She didn’t put up a fight. This Norman Rockwell looking family was a taboo incest family like mine, only the brats were starting way younger than my son did on using their mommy. My son started fucking my mouth again as the papa force fucked my ass. The two brats abused their mommy in similar fashion. The little angelic looking girl took a big dildo strapon to her mommy’s ass with no lube while her brother skull fucked her with his boy pecker. They were calling their mother all sorts of nasty names and wailing on her fuck holes hard. I’m seasoned. She was not. Her ass started bleeding from the ass assault her daughter was giving her. My son was so turned on watching that little sprite force fuck her mommy’s ass that he came all over my face again.
We both were bound for hours. The brats took turns fucking us and practicing their rope skills. I had been pimped out for some taboo family learning lesson on how to break mommies into submission. I was being dominated by wee ones from hell. I’d never seen such aggression in brats so young. Bad seeds indeed. I actually felt sorry for her. She married the devil and bore his spawn. She has decades of daily family abuse in store for her.
Castration Phone Sex Inspiration from Snuff Porn Comics
Castration phone sex really excites me. You would be surprised how many men know they don’t deserve their balls. I consider myself a castration queen. I have no qualms about taking your balls on the phone or in real life. I’ve been saving the world one ball at a time for awhile now. Certain people should never be allowed to procreate. Some do not deserve the pleasure of cumming. Hell, some don’t even deserve the right to continue breathing. On occasion, some pathetic excuse for a man will hire me to castrate him and I deem him more suitable for snuff porn. Usually, any loser who wants his junk removed by someone else is so weak and wretched that they are worthy of death anyway.
Eli was one such loser. I was all prepared to take his balls. I watched some torture porn, castration videos, even looked at some hot snuff porn comics for inspiration on just how to remove his junk. I hate to be boring and just snip balls off in a nice neat fashion. The way I see it, if you want your balls removed with a surgeon’s precision, you call a doctor, not me. I’m like the back alley abortion doctor for castration! The more I researched Eli, however, the more I decided he needed a hell of lot more gone than his nut sack. He has sired 9 brats that he doesn’t pay for; been married 4 times; been collecting disability for drug addiction for years; and has several charges against him for animal abuse and domestic violence. Clearly this loser can’t pick a fair fight and his testicles are the least of his worries.When he arrived, I collected his money, strapped him to my castration chair and let him believe I was going to just give him the service for which he paid. He asked about all the plastic under the chair. I was matter of fact in my response, “I don’t want you making a mess on my carpet.” I tied up his balls tight to restrict the blood flow, strapped his cock to the board, then used my big jaws of life pliers to take his balls clear off with one motion. There was a lot of blood, which I didn’t mind, but it made him so queasy he passed out. When he woke up, he wondered why he was still strapped to my chair. “Because you are a drain on society. No one will miss you. And I want you dead,” I replied blissfully. He thought it was a joke, I read back to him his litany of offenses. “Mother Theresa would want you dead, you fucking loser,” I retorted.
I let him plead and whine for a bit on why I should spare his life because it was amusing. I channeled my inner Mrs. Voohres and chopped his head clear off with an axe. The blood was profuse. It was exciting to watch his body twitch, blood spurt from his neck stump until he finally went lifeless. I felt myself getting my angel wings for ridding the world of another dreg of society. Something I had seen if one of those snuff comics stuck with though. This image of an evil seductress like me, covered in blood, sitting naked on the head of the loser she just killed, like it was her trophy. I decided to imitate art. I sat on his head like a tyke does on one of those bouncy balls, rubbed my pussy on his dead head while holding his lifeless pecker and celebrated another dead loser. Perhaps I could mount his head to the wall like a deer?
Be careful what you ask for with me because you might just get it.
Domination phone sex
He started calling me a few weeks ago.
He wants to be my slave, my cum slut whore, my knotted dick lover.
Last night during our call he became my scat man.
I loved playing with my pussy as he grunted and dug into his own ass hole.
He finally shit letting out a very sexy low moan.
I listened as he did what I told him.
He walked into the other room, and wiped his shit on his cunt wife’s face.
He shouted in her ear “I am IVY’s WHORE! I love her bloody pussy, I will do anything I can do for her!!”
I laughed and laughed as he shouted at her over and over.
I listened to him rub his cock until he finished all over her shit covered face.
I wanted more, But our time over.
Sadly I couldn’t get him to bend down and pull my tampon out and use it for his morning tea.
I would have loved watching him drink a part of me.
Torture phone sex; my online experience
The Good O’l Days
I remember when I was a little girl, and my daddy came into my room to play. To wake me up he squeezed my tiny little nipples ‘til they were purple. I remember feeling that it hurt so, so good!! He started kissing my neck ‘til he got all the way down to my sweet tight pussy. He would lick my pussy lips and suck so hard it hurt. Then he’d get those strong teeth and bite my little clit ‘til I bled. He kept saying….”You’re my fucking slut and don’t you ever forget it” and then he would flip me around, and shove his huge cock right into my asshole. My asshole was so tight he’d rip the rim every time. He’d fuck my tight little ass harder and harder, and then shove it right up my dripping wet pussy. I loved when he would cover my mouth with one hand while choking the life outta me with other all while ramming his big thick cock into my pussy. I couldn’t dare say or word or else I’d get punished. Mmmm….. Those were the times!!! I need a daddy to remind me how much of a dirty cunt I am.