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Torture Phone Sex Maneuvers Layla

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     Fuck that nigger bitch up! One of them taunted as they hit me with the shovel. I was trying to crawl to do anything to get away but it just was one of those things. I was not going to be able to get away there was no mercy for a sinner in hell! I was just trying to hold on as best as I could as they hit me with the shovel repeating the words of payback bitch! That no account good for nothing son of a bitch was here watching as they were kicking the life out of me. Using the blunt end of the shovel I felt my legs spread apart and the shovel pulled so dark and deep inside. One of them was shitting and I knew instantly they were going to make me eat it. One had thrown up before and I was ordered to eat and lick all of it off of the floor. At first I was going to gag but then I soon got accustomed to it and it was the norm now. It was in my belly as well as the numerous amounts of cum that I had sucked in the weeks here.

 

     I was the nigga bitch that was going to be fucked and gang banged and the debt was never going to be repaid. I knew that now and it was just a matter of time before this life was going to end! Being pulled on my back I felt one punch in my tits and stomach and my breath go out of me. Slapping me to the ground and  then raising me and slapping me again they counted off the money that little bitch owed! That mother fucker owed so much and I was the one paying for his debt. I felt the hardness and bulge as an oversized ball was placed between my legs. I was half out of it that I didn’t realize it was a rat! I felt the knawing of my skin as it ate at my flesh and tore my little clit to pieces. It was only the beginning this torture phone sex game was just getting started and the thing of it is. When they called people whatever they said to do to me is what this gang would do and keep doing to me. They were in fact in complete control of my fate!

 

 

 

Master has a new Sadistic game for us PT 2

Domination phone sex MonettaThe look on his face as he entered through the doorway sent shivers down my spine. He was so cocky, so sure that he was going to taste Master’s property. I flashed a seductive look to him, and quickly changed my glance to the menacing figure that stood behind him. His tall and built body moved with such grace that it made the hairs on my arms stand at attention as to get closer to him. By the time the poor little sissy boy realized someone stood next to him, this mysterious figure already inside, it was too late. And with one whack across the useless dick dribble’s head he was down for the count. I squealed for joy as I helped Master drag him the rest of the way in, and closed the door behind us. I jumped on my tiptoes and clapped my hands together in excitement quickly thrusting my arms out to embrace Master in a hug.
THUAP.
My face was met with the cold familiar sting of Master’s fist into my cheek bones. I sat on the floor startled by the reaction I just received from him. Rubbing the sore spot I whimpered and averted all eye contact. I had upset him it was clear, and for that I would surely be sorry alongside the passed-out piss ant that lay on out living room floor. I sat against the wall whimpering like a sad little puppy my knees pulled too my chest. I could feel his anger radiating from his body, it made me cold. I felt the sting as he suddenly reached between my legs and grabbed my bare clit hard pinching tightly between his fingers. I let out a loud yelp and jerked swiftly my back hitting the wall I was already against.
“Little fucking slut”
His hoarse voice spoke with such fierceness. I was startled I had not seen this side of my Master in so long. I knew I had been bad, real bad and now I was going to pay for it. I was going to pay in ways that I had never imagined. I thought it was bad before, I prayed for help. I have a feeling I will only be praying for the sweet release of death now.
“How dare you skate you fucking skanky cunt, MY CUNT around bare for this chump to see.”
I was confused I thought that was point of the game. I thought that was my job was to wrangle in a piece of man meat for Master to abuse. I thought that is what he wanted me to do, I thought I was doing a good job.
“But…I thought…”I whimpered.
He smacked me across the face and than took his hands into my hair and jerked my neck up to meet his face. He was so angry, and that terrified me. Was I going to go back to the days when I wished for death to visit me in any form.
“That is your first problem you fucking whore, nobody asked you to think. You have a useless mind why the fuck would anybody need it messing everything up trying to think. You piss me off so much.”
He punched me hard and I blacked out.
When I woke up it was to a familiar place that I had feared. I was chained up in the basement, a place I thought I would never have to see again. It smelled of dried blood and mildew. It was always cold down here, the cold air made my lungs ache. I had no clothes on and my arms and legs were spread far apart. I was not ready for this again, and tears swelled into the corners of my eyes. I was in the torture chamber. Not too far away from me was the puke I picked up from the park. I felt kind of bad now that he was going to have to go through this. We would together. I was so scared my heart raced so fast. I passed back out. I hoped I never woke back up.Rape phone sex fantasies

Layla’s Last Moments

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Blood drenched from every area of my body I knew I was going to die and it wasn’t like heaven had a open door for me with the life I had lived. But I couldn’t help it I loved that crack addict husband and if this was to be the end then I was glad for a little while at least that I had lived it fighting off these assholes that were violating my ass every time they had a chance. Come to think of it I don’t know if it was the lack of oxygen from the rope wrapped around my neck or just the will that had gotten me so over the edge that I just wanted my neck to break. To hear the snap would be the best thing in the world for me before my eyes closed I was say my prayers but there was none to say. They had used razors and needles on my skin and now they were cutting me up again with glass. I knew the next thing would be the beer and bottles and things that they were going to throw at me. It was the piss showers that were better. I could take all of that but to be ripped open by another gang member I don’t know if I could take it.

 

      They had said amongst themselves that I was going to be taken to another location to earn my keep and I knew whatever plan they had in store for me was going to be worse than what I had endured already. It was hot and sweet to think that my love for a no account asshole is what had got me here and it was just as cruel to think that this was not going to be the end of me. I needed to try to live for the little one they had just brought in but I couldn’t. I was on my way out and I knew it was only a matter of time before my rotten corpse would be in some alley or street. As they forced fed me I felt the drool or glue lining my lips and the way they had the smiles on their lips let me know they had something in store for me that I couldn’t control. The thing that bothered me the most was the fact that I didn’t think things were going to get any worse boy was I wrong. The glue was placed on my lips and then the duck tape. Placing one hand firmly on my head and the other behind my neck he pulled with such force that my body shook. Then my neck snapped and then …..

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   It was the end, I knew it That Bitch ass husband was going to pay! For involving me in his Rape Phone Sex Fantasies  But how! I was dragged and chained down here and there was no one that would hear me scream. My blood was running cold as I saw the gang standing there. Laughing as usual I was going to be sure that it was not the end for them or for me! Taking the chain in his hand he began to swing it from side to side. I closed my eyes and waited for the blood to fly on his shirt from the force of the blow. He would lick and taste it and then hit me again. I was sure he would not stop until the 50th blow and maybe even not then. The barbed wire was coming and I was going to have to brace myself with my legs apart for the thrust to my pussy. I looked at the many scars that were trying to heal but never would. Positioned behind me was the newest member of the gang. He was already turning into a vicious little Creighton much like his older brothers!

 

      At night when the others were asleep,  I would think I could convince him to let me go. But he was having too much fun breaking glass bottles and shoving them in my cunt! He would then kneel down and taste the blood and pull down his pants turn me over and spread my cheeks driving his meat handle deep within my ass. He would laugh when he was done and kick my mouth and pee on me like always. Urine was the bitter taste that kept me alive here because I would have to open my mouth and drink it. Not theirs I would spit that out but my own. Sometimes I would try to fight back and tear at the skin on their faces with my dirty dingy nails but it was no use. Each day I grew weaker from fighting and just lay there while for hours while they tortured my little hole. One day I didn’t hear it coming my neck snapped and my eyes closed.

 

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snuff porn angieSo my mother and daughter duo proved to be more fun then I originally thought they would be. After several hours of having them watch each other be tortured I decided we were going to make a snuff porn for my snuff porn vids collection and guess who the stars of the show were about to be. Ahh yes fame was about to come for my new victims. Not the fame they wanted but fame none the less. They were already to weak to fight and watched wide eyed as I set up the video equipment for their debut into the wonderful world of porn. Sitting down to write a short script I untied them and we began filming. Bending that sweet young thing over I handed mama a steak knife and gave her the instructions to fuck her sweet girl’s ass and cunt. Watching her cry as her girls screamed in pain while being fucked was almost more then I could stand. But I regained control of my soaking wet cunt watching as the blood began to flow out of her and onto her mom’s hands. “Cut” I yelled, no pun intended. turning off the cameras I began to set up the next scene. The big wooden tub is water tight and can hold any fluid that may be released from a body during torture, whether it is piss or shit or blood or vomit, or if I am lucky a combination of all the above. Like a good director I had Mama get into the tub while that girl of hers stood beside it. She was beautiful covered in blood, her breathing so shallow I thought she would faint. Handing her the hammer and a piece of wire I turned the cameras back on. Directing her to beat her Mom she began. “Cut” I yelled once more. Walking over to her I pulled her head back with a painful yank that left a clump of hair in my hand. “Listen here bitch I want to hear the sound of bones breaking. If you don’t get this shit right you will regret it! Do you understand?” Turning the cameras on again and giving the command for action, she got it right. Watching the hammer fall over and over again and hearing the bones shatter had my cunt in over load. “Turn the hammer around and use the claw” I instructed. The tears streaming down her face she obeyed and I delighted as the flesh was torn from the now shattered bones of her mother’s body. She was no longer of any use to me so I demanded that her girl wrap the wire around her mama’s neck and began to tighten it. Wire has a way of cutting the flesh and severing the head in the most erotic and sadistic way. She stood there sobbing as she took the life of the woman that gave her life and the tub began to pool with blood. Finally it was my turn to have my way with this young thing. I walked in front of the camera and found my steel iron, placing it in the fire until it was red hot I began to cauterize ever wound on he body to stop the bleeding. I washed her trembling body clean before beginning her torture and ultimate death. snuff porn vids angie

Withered Hole Layla

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          My pussy was so sore  and bloody  and I didn’t  think  that I could go on. Each crack addict and HIV carrier had to be in the room, but these bastards didn’t  care as long as I paid off the debt of a coward. He had left me on loan to these assholes and I had no idea what was going to happen to me. I just wanted it to end fast, but I knew that was not to be. I was going to be fucked and hard and the guys in the room were going to take turns cutting me with the rusty blades. It was shocking to think that the end of my life would be at such a deathly hand. My husband had given my soul to these assholes and there was no way I was getting it back!

         One of the gang members prepared the knife and I felt the  tear of my skin and break in my flesh causing my head to bounce upward. I was pushed back down and a cock was entered into my pussy. I was numb to the entry way of hell that had become my life. I wanted death and although I felt my pussy being stretched again, and the sound of three men behind me thrusting into me. I knew that they would prolong my death because I had a debt to repay! My tits set on the nightstand in a bowl full of ice that these assholes had preserved as a trophy prize! They cut them off the first night I was here! The dingy bandages that were on my chest stuck to my skin from the dry blood and smelled like rotten flesh. I had begun to spit up large chunks of deep -rooted bloody phlegm and my shit was like water. I knew it would not be long now as I felt another cock in my ass and my eyes shut.

Blasphemy Sex Exploitation of Sister Anna

Blasphemy sex and exploiting a servant to the Church is what this Sunday entailed. You see this dumb fucking penguin thought she could lay her judgement upon me and my gang this morning. As we were enjoying the sunrise with our booze chilling on the green behind the old monastery. We weren’t bothering anyone and were just passing around a blunt when the whore approached us. She felt it was her duty to try “saving” us. Well… little did she expect she would need the saving.

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I got up and pulled her close to me by her fucking crucifix and beads. She was sputtering and willing to back down and leave us alone, but it was too late. We bound and gagged her and hauled her into the rectory where we tied her up on a large wooden cross. My guys and I took in the sight with laughter and drinks proclaiming her a sacrifice to “OUR” fearless leader Father Satan.

Taking my switchblade out I sliced her penguin gown off her trembling body. Look at the pathetic whore of her Lord wearing the most prudent under garments of some old bag. However this whore had to be in her late 20’s and had a hot body, so pure and pale. She made me sick so I sliced into her sweet c cup breast and licked the blade only to spat her blood and my spit in her face. I grabbed a large crucifix from the wall, I cut her panties off and started fucking her with the relic of her worship. Laughing the whole time.

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My guys wanted her, they wanted her bad so we cut her down, spread her legs and bound her wrists as we bent her over the pulpit. I soaked her panties in the holy water receptacle and ringed them out ensuring her cunt juices were wrung into the basin ultimately desecrating the purity of that basin. I shoved her panties in her mouth gagging her as my gang had their way with her other two fuck holes. We left her naked and dripping with cum in the church ready to greet the congregation.

 

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I was just finishing up my grocery shopping the other day when I ran into some brats selling cookies. I had to have some. I asked a couple of them for help taking them all to my truck, where of course I knocked them both out and threw them in the back of my truck. I drove home, just wondering what to do with them. I finally decided as I pulled into the driveway, smiling to myself. So many ideas. I threw the little brats on the bed after putting my groceries and cookies away. They were both out cold, the little dears.

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I picked one up and brought her to the kitchen counter, where I slit her throat and killed her in one swift moment. No bubbles, no screams, no second thoughts. One moment she’s here, one moment she’s not, funny how life works out. Or doesn’t, in this case. Hehe. I took her lifeless little body and turned it over, fingering her still-warm, tiny little cunny . I grabbed a glass of ice cold milk and let her blood pool into it until it was the color of strawberry milk. I then threw her body in the backyard, right in front of the window, and woke her little friend. I sat her down at the kitchen table. “Hey sweetie” I said, right at her eye level “A man hurt you and I saved your life. We’ll go back to the store and see your mommy soon. Just relax and have cookies and milk. Do you like strawberry?

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” She nodded her head and I brought her two cookies and the milk, swirling it so the blood mixed in with the milk. Perfect. I sat it In front of her and rubbed her little head, her soft mousy hair was pulled back into two braids. She nibbled at the cookies and her face dropped when she sipped at the milk. “I think your milk is sour” she told me. “I’m sorry sweets. Take one more sip…Ooooh, birds!” I pointed at the vultures pecking away at her dead friend and she screamed as I slit her throat from behind. Hmmm, now what to do with this one? Maybe a yummy roast..

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Girl Scout Cookies and torture sex, what could be better?

torture sexDid you know that today is Girl Scouts Day? Well, it is and just knowing that has put me in the mood for cookies and and torture sex and maybe a little mayhem too. All I need to do is wait for the perfect opportunity, I’ve already seen several of the little cunts out walking door to door, it won’t be hard to get one of them inside my house and once they are inside, they won’t ever be leaving. I know just the little brat I want too, she is small and delicate with long curly brown hair and I want this one because she is very independent and always walks around the neighborhood all by herself. Once she finally gets here it will be easy to get her inside, she’s been here before and trusts me. I will take all of her cookies and offer her a nice cold drink, walking door to door is thirsty work after all, so I am quite sure that she will drink every drop. It will be drugged of course and once she is sleeping I will be able to do anything I want to her, isn’t that fabulous?

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I had a pregnant friend. Her name was Stephanie. She had long silver hair and she was married to a guy named Jonathan. They’d been trying for years and years to have a little rugrat of their own. And when she did, gosh we were so excited! We went out to the mall and got our shop on. We bought the little angel some toys and some gender neutral clothes. We talked to the glob of cells like it was already human. We were laughing on our way to the car, and when we got in, something felt odd. Suddenly there was a voice from the backseat. “You will go where I say” it growled “or I will put a bullet in your head so fast God won’t know what hit ya” Steph nodded from the driver’s seat. He had a gun and was pointing it back and forth between the two of us. I pissed myself. He made her drive to a  seemingly normal house and pull into the driveway. He got out of the car. “No screaming. No funny business. Walk to the front door. Walk in. Don’t say a word” We did as we were told and we entered the house. It smelled like cat piss and rotten meat and was decorated with very realistic looking skulls. He led us to a filthy garage. “Lie over that workbench, on your back” he told Steph. She did as he told her, without hesitation. The fear in her eyes was so awful that I threw up, and the man laughed “This is just beginning, little darlin” he handed me a hammer and a nail. “You take her hand. Drive it into that bench” He held the gun to my chest and I started to cry. “She’s my best friend” He cocked the hammer of the pistol and lifted it to my chin. “I’ll drive the first one, you drive the second” He gingerly placed the gun down, hammer still cocked, and gently placed the nail in the center of Steph’s hand. He swung up a big hammer and drove the nail all the way through her hand and onto the board in one swift motion. She screamed and he slapped her across the face. He handed me the big hammer and another nail. “Your turn” I mouthed “sorry” to her as I drove the huge nail into her palm. I was not as strong as the man, and it took me 3 swings. He took the hammer from me “nice job” He took a dirty, rusty chisel and sharpened it against a stone. He pulled her shirt up and handed me the tool. “Cut it out” he commanded. Steph screamed, a deathly, animal, gutteral scream, and started begging him. “Anything. Take my house, all my money, my cars. You can have everything, just don’t take my…” he slapped her hard across the jaw. “Fuck you.” He looked at me. “Do it. Now. I’ll start it for you” He took the edge of the chisel and jammed it into her pubic bone. Steph, thankfully, passed out, whether of pain or shock I’m not sure. Blood started gushing out of her and he handed me the bloodied handle. “Now. Take it out” I started taking the chisel out and he slapped my face. “Not that, dumbshit. I have a cannibalism phone sex fetish I want to play out” Take. It. Out” I started to stammer “She’s…I…they’ve been trying to…” “Look sweetcheeks. I don’t have time for this. I”ve gotta work in an hour. You cut that monster out or I will slaughter both of you”

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And I did. I sliced my friend’s womb open and took the wriggling, beating little monster out of it. I handed it to the man; I remember how filthy his hands were, with grease and blood and who knows what else, He made me slice her throat and stay until she bled out, and then he sent me on my way. I was numb for about two weeks, and I finally managed to find the energy to go out to eat. Fuck it, I just lost my best friend, why not my money, too? I made a reservation for one at the best restaurant in town. I got there and a waiter came up after I’d been seated. “We’ve been waiting for you. The chef has a special meal for you. It’s on the house, madame” The chef came out. It was the man from the mall. He handed me a plate.

“steak tartare for the lady.”

He winked at me.

It didn’t taste like steak.

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