I woke up tied to a dirty blood stained mattress. There was 16 men standing around the mattress wearing masks with their cocks out. I tried to scream, but that’s when I realized my mouth was duct taped shut. I tried to squirm and get up, but the restraints only cut into my ankles and my wrists, slicing them open and burning as they bled. Seeing me struggle only seemed to get all the men more erect. That’s when you came over to me, with a syringe in your hand, you shot some sort of drug into my vein on the inside of my arm. I immediately felt out of my head and high. I could no longer move, just watch and listen. One by one, each of the strange masked men knelt on the nasty cum and blood covered mattress, where multiple abducted women had been before me, and they force fucked my pussy and asshole. No matter where they fucked me, you instructed them to cum in my cunt so that I would get pregnant. That’s when I heard the long term plan you had for me. Get me knocked up, high, and breed my cunt and make young ones for you and your friends to torture.
Tag: Fantasy phone sex
Breed
Killer Phone Sex Fantasies
He had a killer phone sex fantasy. As a submissive whore, I love catering to your darkest desires and fantasies. He has long gotten hard at the idea of having a captive sex slave in his basement. He has a wife and brats. He lives the idyllic suburban life. Nice house, nice job, nice family. All that bores him; but his family, his community, would never understand his need to punish and subjugate women. He kidnapped me hitchhiking. In his mind, I was nothing more than a dirty blonde bimbo no one would miss. He tossed me into this dark and damp room. I was chained to a stake in the ground. There was no light, except for his flash light. He told me scream all I want, no one would hear me. This was some cellar beneath the basement no one in the family knew existed but him. I screamed, but he didn’t flinch. This was not the first time a woman had been held here. I was alone in the dark; I was cold, scared and hungry. I had no idea how long I had been on that concrete slab, chained up like a wild animal. He came downstairs with some food in a dog bowl. It was dog food. I could eat it or starve he said. I didn’t eat it. I was hopeful I could get away. He pulled his cock out and sodomized me for what felt like an eternity, then he left. I cried and screamed alone in the dark, but he was right. His family above had no idea that their perfect husband and father had a woman imprisoned below them. He came back a few more times and force fucked me some more. I had a pot to piss and shit in. Dog food to eat. He told me to be grateful I was still alive. No, this is not living. I hope I die.
Snuff Porn for Cash
Snuff porn until Christmas. That is my fate. I need money for gifts and coke. My husband gave me money to Christmas shop, but I put it up my nose. Now, I have no more blow and no money to buy gifts or coke. A friend told me about auditions at this new underground seedy club. It is a place where men pay lots of money to do whatever they want to women. Torture, force fuck, bondage, toilet play… all the things most women won’t do. She needed money too, so my friend and I went together. The women waiting to get in were junkies and bimbos. Most of them looked rode hard put away wet. I am a coke whore, but I look classy, well at least compared to a strung-out heroin whore in need of a fix. There was a man deciding on who got in. The pay was $500 cash. When the guy got to us, he gave us a wad of cash and ushered us in. I guess we had the look he wanted. Once we were inside, we were on an auction block. Men bid on us. I went for $10,000. Suddenly, my little $500 felt like pocket change. I could hear screams, smell blood and I heard what sounded like a chainsaw. This was like something straight out of a Hostel movie. I was either not going to live, or wish I was dead afterwards. The man who bought me, never spoke to me. I guess he didn’t want to personalize me. I had to think quick because I saw the hammer, big knives and other torture sex devices. I was not going to live. He started stabbing me. Swallow but painful jabs because he was unsure he wanted to kill me. He paid to snuff me, but in a moment of hesitation, I got away. I ran through a maze of dead women. I grabbed my friend and got the hell out. We were both bloody and bruised. It was a near death experience. Somehow, I think if you paid to torture me, you wouldn’t hesitate.
Dental Records
My pussy was being pounded relentlessly. I was walking home from school when a strange man came up behind me and violently pushed me into a dirty white van. Before a hood was put over my head, I saw 5 men in the van, with their hard cocks out, stroking themselves. My clothes were immediately ripped off of my body, exposing my big tits and my bare ass. I felt a knife to my throat, saying if I fought back, they would slit my cocksucking throat. The knife remained at my throat while I was force fucked over and over by the older strangers. I could smell alcohol on their breath when they would scream at me and call me a nasty fucking whore. They tore into my pussy, literally, I felt something rip. At one point, I’m certain there was a cock in my ass and two in my pussy at the same time. I thought that pain was bad until the bottom of the hood was raised enough to reveal my mouth and three cocks were shoved in at once. Making the corners of my mouth crack open. Blood dribbled down my chin. You rubbed your hard fucking cock tip on the blood and shoved it back into my mouth so I could taste it. It seemed like forever that I was being torn apart by these men. When you tried to shove the fourth cock in, my teeth got in the way, so you grabbed pliers and pulled them out one by one. I suffocated on those cocks and drowned in cum. I guess now when you dump my body you don’t have to worry about them identifying me with my dental records.
Great Sadist!!
I was at the club and bored as all fucking hell into this hot looking man walked up to me and sat down. He said he had been watching me for a while now and he has heard all the nasty kinky stories about me being a pain fucking slut. He continued to tell me what type of sadist he is and he thinks that us two could have a great fucking time together. So I followed that fucker back to his house like a horny dog in heat. I thought I would have a moment before we got started but to my delight, he punched me right in the face before I was all the way thru his door.
Tangled
Isn’t it cute how they think they can get away? The hope is strong, and they can almost see the end of their torture. Almost. They must think us stupid. To think that once they broke their binds they can just run? That’s what is wrong with prey, they do not think, they react, that is what makes the Predator have the edge.
There she was, running though the woods, us walking behind her. I had my pet with me, he was pulling so hard at his chain, I lean down to whisper in his ear, “спокойный”, which is Russian for “calm”. He immediately stops barking. However, now and then I will give him the command to bark just to keep the prey on their toes.
We can now hear them, crashing though the leaves. I smile to myself. Both you and I know a secret. The last time you went in to fill her bowl you purposefully left the bolt undone. It did take her longer than we thought for her to figure that out. Once she was out of the underground hut, she was off like a shot. She didn’t even notice us standing a few feet away.
We both looked at each other and chuckled and shook our heads. She tried so hard, her legs were pumping like mad, but she wasn’t going to get away. You see both you and I made sure nobody could get off the property. We heard her hit the barbwire … hard. Then the crying for help. Nobody could hear her except for us so we just continued to walk.
Once we could see her, I left my pet go, he ran toward her full tilt, she was screaming, writhing in the wire which just made her get more entangled. When we reach her my pet is a few inches from her face, growling. The look of pure fear on her face makes me wet. You and I fuck quickly before untangling her and returning her to her home. Silly bitch thought she would escape. Pathetic.
An Hansel and Gretel Tale Of Snuff
They were a couple of peasant type brats that were always out panhandling on the corner for their filthy whore step-mothers crack addiction and were rather foul mouthed and misbehaven monsters. One night on the way back from bar hopping and a good bit wasted I stumbled on the two miscreants out way past their bedtime and they were being rude little shits. Enticing them to follow me promising them some candy and booze the two fell into my trap easier than fishing in a god damned barrel.
The anticipation was overcoming me as I unlocked the warehouse padlock where I loved to play out my fairy tales with unsuspecting brats. I shove them inside hard that they stumbled a little and fell on some broken glass. As they cursed and cried I stood over them and laughed and once the lights came on they knew they were not leaving. My dark realm of torture illuminated now and the old storage space was filled with greenery, nooses, a bed of glass shards and thumbtacks, rope and soiled bloodstained mattresses. This was my special spot to take little brats and I loved binding these two up and torturing their little holes with a variety of cutlery and batons. I had them screaming with my evil phone sex antics when I got a caller on the phone to assist in how he thought I should continue with the two. It of course led to positioning the brother and sister into incest with his penis penetrating her ripped up and bloody bald pussy. As that bloody hole was penetrated I had my friend the p-daddy take his little ass and make it a bloody ripped up mess also. I really enjoyed watching Dark Chocolate destroy the little white boy ass with his huge dark brown schlong. This Fantasy phone sex was some hot tasty destruction of young brats.
Violent Phone Sex Fantasies
Violent phone sex fantasies consume me. They always have. I need hardcore snuff and torture porn to get off. I can’t watch vanilla shit. It does nothing for me. I was watching this gory horror film with a guy friend of mine last night and I think I shocked him when I started playing with my cunt. This girl was getting butchered and dismembered and I had my fingers up my cunt like a deviant pervert. This guy friend is a fuck buddy. He is not one of my masters. He likes me and has no desire to hurt me which is why he is just a fuck buddy. I use him for his cock and his fingers. He can finger my ass and pussy at the same time, giving me a hard orgasm. I had him do his magic while I rubbed my clit. He doesn’t like snuff movies as much as me, but he likes me, and he will do anything for me. I got nasty. I cut myself, so my blood dripped on his chest and cock. He had no idea I was such a nasty freak. When he saw my blood, his dick got rock hard. I think he even shocked himself. We used my dripping blood as lube as we fucked our brains out. He didn’t dismember or butcher me, but he fucked me like he wanted to and that is a start.
Meth Whore
I can’t stop thinking about our conversation earlier. We had your meth whore slave come over tonight. We’ve been training her for some time to need meth and do whatever we told her to in return and to be your sex slave. When she got there we got her so fucking high and tied her up. She was probably close to overdose when we got started. You let me tell you what to do with her! I told you to choke her and slap her and spit in her nasty whore face. You slapped her hard with your cock, and force fucked her nasty whore mouth. She’s willing to do anything for that meth you give her, but she has no idea what’s in store for her this time…
Snuff Porn Thanksgiving Meal
I was in an evil snuff porn mood yesterday. It was Thanksgiving and I was hungry. A special kind of hunger. Holidays deserve special meals. I went hunting for the perfect white meat when I saw him. He was portly and unattractive. But I wasn’t going to fuck him. I was just going to eat him. When it comes to a good meal, you want extra meat on those bones. I prefer man meat for a few reasons. One, they rarely dye their hair or use super sweet smelling shit on their bodies. They have some muscle on them, which is leaner meat and therefore healthier. So, when I saw him, I licked my lips. I had found my perfect meal for Thanksgiving. He seemed happy a woman was even talking to him. I think he understood he was going to serve me better dead than alive. He went willingly with me to my house. He also never fought me when I shaved his body. I think he knew his calling was to be my supper. I let him soak in a hot tub of butter and seasonings. His flesh was tender enough to eat then, but I am not a rare meat kind of girl. I put him in the oven. He was so pathetic he never even fought being cooked alive. He smelled good as he cooked too. I used just the right seasonings. I think he had cannibalism phone sex fantasies and just gave in to me because he knew he was of better use to me dead than alive. I had a great meal. He turned out perfectly cooked and seasoned. I guess I would have liked a little bit of a struggle just for the thrill. The best things in life don’t come easy. Perhaps, you will put up more of a fight than my Thanksgiving meal did?