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Snuff Sex is All Chelsea Craves

 

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I’m on my knees, face pressed into the filthy carpet, my wrists pinned behind my back by a grip like iron. The first one rams into my ass without warning—no lube, no mercy. I scream, but it’s drowned out by the jeers. He’s thick, splitting me open inch by inch, and I can feel every ridge of his cock tearing through my tightest hole. My nails dig into my palms as he fucks me like a piece of meat, his balls slapping wet against my cunt.

They take turns—no breaks, no tenderness. One shoves his cock down my throat while another replaces the first in my ass. I’m choking, gagging, my eyes watering as they use every hole with savage brutality. The second one in my ass is even bigger, stretching me past the point of pain into a numb, raw agony. He grabs my hips and pounds into me, grunting like an animal, his fingers digging bruises into my skin.

The room reeks of sweat, cum, and my own fear. I’m just a hole for them—a warm, tight place to dump their loads. When the first one cums deep inside me, it burns, thick and hot, leaking down my thighs. There’s no end. They just keep coming, laughing, their hands grabbing my hair, my tits, my ass. I’m their toy, bought and paid for, and they’ll break me before they’re done.

Gangbang Rape Porn Is The Best Destiny of Mine

Gangbang rape porn is my ultimate use. In fact is a pleasure I crave to endure such intense destruction. Every fiber in my body craves the destruction for sexual desires. In fact the darker the exploiting of my whore body, the better and more I crave it.

This perfect Barbie doll body? These perky fake tits, this tiny waist, this tight little ass? All of it was made to be used, abused, and ultimately ruined by as many cocks as possible.

Consequently, I’ve embraced my purpose as the strangulation til snuff do us part whore life. In essence, a goddess of fantasy rape disposal.
Surely, there’s something about that breathless edge. It’s the feeling of strong hands wrapping around my throat. All while a thick cock pounds into me—that makes my cunt drip.
Furthermore, I know most of you are stroking to the thought of watching me gasp and struggle while you take what you want. Ultimately, I give all, pay with my life.

Gangbang Rape Porn Isn’t Just a Fantasy

Additionally, gangbang rape fantasies aren’t just a fantasy for me—it’s my calling. Thoroughly, I crave being surrounded by hard, leaking dicks, all of them fighting to get inside my holes. Which led me to my Strangulation Phone Sex end.
Essentially, it’s that thought of being passed around like a worthless fuck doll that makes my clit throb. Moreover, I want to be stretched, filled, and broken until I can’t remember my own name.
Therefore, when you call me for snuff sex fantasies, understand that I’m not pretending. Truly, the mere idea of going out in a blaze of brutal, violent pleasure excites me to my very core. Ultimately, I want to feel my last orgasm while someone’s hands tighten around my throat. Meanwhile, my vision goes blurry as cock after cock empties inside of me.
Furthermore, I know I deserve it. This body was made for destruction, and honestly, anything less would be a waste. So call me, you sick fucks. Let’s explore how you’d ruin me, how you’d make my final moments the most intense pleasure I’ve ever experienced.
Ultimately, I’m Geneva, and I’m begging for it. Don’t disappoint me.
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Gangbang Rape Porn Stars Find Trouble Anywhere

gangbang rape pornSometimes, I do not mind being a gangbang rape porn star. I’m a kinky slut and a submissive whore. So, I never mind more than one cock in a hole at a time or serving as a gangbang whore. However, last night, I did not enjoy it. Perhaps because my ass and pussy still hurt from my son ‘s recent visit. Or maybe these animals just went too rough on me. Likely a mixture of both.

I did not go out to score drugs or get into any trouble. But trouble always finds me. I went to this dive bar to meet a friend of mine, but she stood me up. She texted me an apology, and that she contracted the flu. So, I sat at the bar drinking boxed wine when a few men approached me to play pool. I’m a pool shark. Most men never guess that I’m good at the game. But I’m quite a pool player. And I thought for once I could just hang out with men instead of being their ass rape porn doll. Foolish of me.

However, they did not like being shown up by a girl. I took all their money and apparently their dignity too when I beat them all. They saw me as a mark, I guess. Figured I would suck at the game, and they could feel like big men taking all my money.

Trouble Follows This Red-Headed MILF Where Ever I Go

I got a little too cocky and one of them slapped me hard. That’s when I knew trouble would ensue. I just never know when to shut my fucking mouth. But they shut it for me. One guy grabbed a pool ball and tried to shove it in my mouth. And he ended up cracking two of my teeth.

Next thing I knew they bent me over the pool table, ripped my clothes off and savagely started fucking me. This was not for pay. And this was not for cocaine. A bunch of sore loser men couldn’t handle a girl beating them. So, they violated me to put me in my place. They grabbed my hair and choked me. A few of them dick slapped me and spit on me. And they all pissed on me. Plus, they all took turns fucking my ass. They even made fun of my prolapse.

I blame this one on my girlfriend who stood me up. The only reason I went to that bar was to meet her. But like I said, trouble follows me. Men enjoy exploring their rape phone sex fantasies with this redheaded MILF. No matter where I go, trouble follows.

Gangbang rape porn sluts need to be lured into it

Gangbang rape porn Gangbang rape porn girls are so easy to get. I’m the devil on your shoulder, guiding you to the most depraved adventures.

I have an expertise that lies in seducing the most desperate, slutty bitches. Even the younger ones.

The younger the better!

I can entice them into a world of unrelenting torture and degradation. How do I do it? Well, I have access to places where there is an abundance of bald cunts desperate for a cock pounding!

I have a sixth sense for sniffing out these easy whores. Their faces have the desperate cries for attention like moths to a flame. So I lure them in and make them feel special.

By the time they feel comfortable, your cock will be fucking their throat. They are totally worthless. No one cares about them, so in this world, you can do whatever you please. This is all about your Snuff fantasies. Does that mean you will destroy that pussy totally or keep her as a breeding pig?

I have a barn to keep her in. She’ll enjoy her stall and be very happy anytime you come around. See, she will be trained to be addicted to your cock and worship it just like how I taught her.

Girls Can Survive Gangbang Rape Porn with Help From a Veteran

gangbang rape pornI know people who make gangbang rape porn. Some put me in their films once upon a time. But I aged out for most people. But I survived the circuit because I’m scrappy. This world chews up and spits out teenage runaways. Many girls I saw on the circuit, I stopped seeing. Perhaps, I outlived most of them.

But that’s just the kind of world this is. Only the strong survive. Only the ones who can adapt and make themselves useful can flip the script. I went from snuff starlet to accomplice. Now men hire me to find them costars. Since I am a woman, I can usually convince a young girl to come in for an audition without using force. Some put up a fight when they realize they are not auditioning for a horror film, but a snuff porn instead, but I deliver them, nonetheless.

Last week I drove up and down the red-light district. Most cities still have them. Although most escorts and hookers you can find online now you can always find lot lizards, druggie whores, and teen runaways on the streets. And that’s where I hunt for the next snuff stars. And I found a beautiful young blonde girl that my client would enjoy. She reminded me of me at that age.

I almost felt bad for her. She gave me a backstory much like my own. So, I came clean with her. And I taught her everything she needs to know to survive this world. But she can make great money doing underground hardcore films. And if she is smart with her money, she can stay in nicer hotels or even rent a place. Without a drug addiction the money you can make in the snuff world goes further.

Young Girls Need a Mentor Like Me to Survive the Streets

So, during our hour car ride to meet the man who hired me to find him a girl, I tried to explain exactly what to expect. Now this guy legitimately makes underground films. He does makes mostly teen rape porn movies. But he pays his starlets handsomely. I weighed the odds for her. And I told her how I survived this guy 20 years ago.

It takes a special woman to survive this world. But if you can survive it, you can make great money. And she took everything I told her to heart. Because when the camera started rolling, I could see her checkout in her mind and go to some happy place. You need to tune it all out. Focus on the money. And focus on your survival. I did not have a mentor when I ran away from home and ended up on the streets.

She made a great film. The director gave me a handsome finder’s fee and he paid her too. I gave her my share of the money because I liked her. And I want her to survive. After 15 men gang banged her tight teen holes, I took her back to my place. My place seems like paradise compared to a hostel or a shelter.

The became the first young girl I have taken under my wing. I want her to survive in a world where most young teen runaways don’t survive. So, I’m going to help her survive. I’m going to introduce her to the best men in the business and tell her who to avoid like the plague. Perhaps, I will even make some movies with her for live streaming. Make us both some money and keep her all to myself.

A Female Snuff Porn Director Turned Me into a Gangbang Whore for Man’s Best Friend

snuff pornI worked with a female snuff porn director last night. That I think might have been a first. Most of the people in the seedy underworld of snuff films are men. Women usually serve as the stars of such films. However, they rarely exist behind the camera. So, when I heard she needed a mature woman for an underground film, I showed up for the audition. And I got the part.

She told me I looked perfect for the job too. This would be a mommy rape fantasy come to life on 8 mm film. My first mistake was assuming that with a female director this movie would not be violent. And my second mistake was agreeing to the gangbang rape porn aspect of the movie. I thought just a bunch of teen boys would fuck my pussy and ass. And I’ve experienced that many times in my life.

But only one of the costars for this gang bang movie walked on two legs. The rest looked like man’s best friend. Beasts from hell ravaged my fuck holes while my pretend son masturbated. Essentially this female snuff director takes boy fantasies and turns them into violent fantasies for other men to beat off watching.

Beast Porn I Hate, But I Do What I Need to Do for Coke

So, this violent pretend son wanted to watch all the neighborhood furry beasts ravage his mother. Gang bang the fuck out of her. Keep her holes gaped open. And humiliated too. At one point, my costar smeared peanut butter all over my body to attract the beasts from hell. And for a moment, I thought they might rip me to shreds. One of them bit my tit. What did they do starve these creatures before forcing them on me?

But I’m not a fan of four-legged creatures. As pets yes but as lovers, no. They don’t do it for sexual pleasure. Instincts for breeding not pleasure. And their little dicks feel like they have shards of glass taped to them. They hook inside of your womb and tear it from the inside out. So, by the time this little snuff sex video concluded, I looked like raw hamburger meat. My ass and my pussy bled. I could barely walk. And to think I thought a female director might be gentler on my fuck holes. That couldn’t have been further from the truth.

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.

Fantasy Phone Sex Layla STROKING Him With An Intense HANDJOB

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I’ve always been the kind of girl who knows exactly what a big, strong man needs when he’s reaching his breaking point. Entering into a fantasy phone sex session with a man like Roman is the highlight of my day because he’s so clearly desperate for a woman’s touch. He came to me today with a cock so hard it looked like it was made of stone, and his balls were so heavy and filled with cum that he could barely sit still.

 I’m just a “slutty bimbo” who lives to serve, and seeing him in that much pain… the good kind of pain… makes my own pussy soak through my “tiny lace panties”. Roman knows that no matter how many toys he has or how much porn he watches, nothing compares to the way my soft, polished hands wrap around his “throbbing hard cock”. I’m the only one who can handle a problem this big, and I take my job very seriously. 

I want him to watch my empty headed, vacant expression as I focus entirely on the rhythm of his breathing and the pulsing of his vein against my palm. There is something so empowering about knowing I have total control over a real man’s cum release. As I started stroking him, I made sure to lean in close so he could see my big, heavy boobs jiggling with every intense upward motion. 

Roman kept moaning about how the “woman’s touch” was making his cock jump and throb uncontrollably, and I just smirked, moving my hand faster to keep up with his heartbeat. I love the way his eyes roll back when I milk every single drop of that thick, “white cream” out of him. I’m a simple girl; I don’t need much more than a hard dick and an appreciative audience to feel like I’ve served my purpose. 

I want the world to see the way he loses his mind when my hand tightens around the base of his balls, forcing all that pressure to the head until he “finally explodes”. Cum belongs on my skin, and an orgasm like Roman’s is far too precious to be kept private. I’m going to keep stroking him until he’s “completely drained” leaving him shaking and grateful that a busty bimbo like me was there to take care of his needs. He’s my favorite kind of trick… the kind that knows a girl like me is the only cure for a cock that won’t quit.

Snuff Movies with Costars Who Walk on All Fours are the Worst Kind

snuff moviesSometimes I get a call to audition for snuff movies. A lot of directors in the seedy underground world of snuff know me. They know I will do anything for a buck. And with my sons being home this week for spring break, I need more coke than usual. So, when David called me, I told him I would star in whatever movie he wanted to make. That was my first mistake. I agreed to something before I even knew what the movie would be about.

When I arrived for my movie, something told me this was a mistake. But I focused on the coke and the money he offered me. So once again, I ignored that little voice in my head that told me to run for the hills. And then I saw my snuff sex costars, and I knew I was in trouble. My costars walked on four legs. Big hairy, scary looking beasts who likely would rip me to shreds if I even tried to fight.

Honestly, I’m not a fan of red rockets. They feel like shards of glass inside your fuck holes. They drool on you. I’ve even been bitten before trying to fight. But before I could say no, I changed my mind, he blew a whistle and those furry beasts jumped at me. They weighed more than I do. And I can’t use safe words with them. Once they’re forcing their slimy red rockets inside of me all I can do is pray it will be over soon.

Furry Beast Porn I Did Not Sign Up For

Absolutely no mention of furry costars. I should know about something like that upfront. Maybe I would’ve said no. Likely I would’ve agreed anyway because I felt desperate for cocaine. Really desperate for money to buy cocaine. I don’t know why these furry creatures get called man’s best friend. They seem to be women’s worst enemies. Because all they want to do is shred our holes and slobber all over us.

I signed up for a gangbang rape porn with hairy beasts. No amount of money would repair the damage they did to me. A red rocket feels like a dildo with shards of glass attached to it. It’s like barbed wire in your cunt and ass. Every thrust makes you bleed. Every thrust pulls some of your insides out. Thankfully it didn’t last long. Because once they nut, they release you from their grip.

The director seemed happy with my work. However, I felt totally humiliated. And blindsided too. I took my money and went and got cocaine so that I could immediately heal my bloody holes.

Just Another Friday Night Gangbang Rape Porn in the Back of a White Van

gangbang rape pornJust another Friday night making gangbang rape porn for this woman. But this time I didn’t do it for cocaine money. I did not agree to any of this. In fact, I don’t think I went looking for trouble. When I came out of the mall last night after dropping my son ‘s Apple computer at the Apple Store to get fixed, a guy jumped me and shoved me into the back of his work van.

But I was not alone. Five other guys sat in the back who appeared waiting for him to bring them lunch. I tried to talk my way out of this, but I knew it wouldn’t work. Those men looked so hungry. And they didn’t see me as a person or a mother. They saw me as fuck meat. Just another bitch for them to use.

And in the corner of the van, I saw a camera set up. Maybe this is their thing. Kidnapping soccer moms at the mall and filming them fucking her. And this time the soccer mom appeared to be me. Sometimes I swear I get into the most trouble when I’m not even looking for trouble. They turned me into their ass rape porn star in the back of an electrical work van. In that moment, I felt like this van became an assault rifle. Hiding in plain sight in the back of a work van these men violated every hole. They even fucked my pee hole just like my stepson does. Ouch.

When I am Not Out Looking for a Fix, I Get Into the Worse Trouble

Being a three-hole whore feels bad enough. But when you make me a four-hole whore, I feel the pain. Went on for hours. And I just laid there like a wet noodle. Scared. Not knowing what they would do to me once they all came. They smacked me and choked me. And when they couldn’t cum anymore, they started fisting my holes too and telling me to smile for the camera.

I did my best to comply with them. And act like I enjoyed what they did to me. But because I felt sober, I struggled to give them the enthusiasm they wanted for a gang bang. So, they choked me and smacked me some more until I acted like they wanted me to act.

I thought my nine lives ran out in the back of that van. But they pulled over to the side of the road and dumped me in a field. My clothes torn. Red marks on my face. Cum oozing out of every hole. Dumping me like that forced me to hitchhike back to the mall to get my car. When will men ever stop exploring their rape phone sex fantasies with me?