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Goth Teen Phone Sex

Goth teen phone sexHe was so weird, from the very moment he picked me up. I mean, I still rode into town with him, because a ride’s a ride, and I’ve ridden with some real weirdos before, so he wasn’t off-the-charts weird. He brought me back to his apartment, which was above someone’s garage, and let me use his shower. As I was finishing up, drying off and what have you, he knocked and asked if he could watch me put on my makeup and fix my hair before I got dressed. I figured it was a small price to pay for a ride and a clean body, considering. So, I let him in, and then sat naked on his counter as I started my makeup. I’d hardly gotten my mascara on when I realized he was sitting there jacking off to me doing my makeup. Every new item I used made his cock jump, as I watched him in that same mirror I was using for my makeup. Just as I finished my face, he pulled me off the counter, yanked back on my hair, and drilled deep into me, his other hand coming to my throat to stop any possible sounds. I fought against the hand that was keeping me from breathing, but he had a hell of a grip on me. I was starting to black out…

Mutilation Phone Sex with Marley

Mutilation phone sexHe’d picked me up and taken me back to a warehouse. I thought I was safe, since there were so many people around. He offered to feed me, so I stuck around. When everyone else had gone home for the evening, I started to get a little worried, but….food! He told me he had a kitchen toward the back of the warehouse, and that we could go back there and he’d cook up something delicious for me. Instead, what I found as he locked the door behind us was another girl a bit younger than me. She was on the floor crying quietly, and he introduced me to “my little sister”. I knew right then that something really bad was coming. He made me play with her – her tits, ass, and pussy – before making her do all the same things to me. Then, he had her tie me up and shove a pole right up my cunt. He stood that pole up in a hole in the ground, and I dangled on it, feet maybe an inch from the ground. I could feel the pole trying to work its way into my cervix from my own weight pressing down on it. Then, he broke out a huge blade, and a welding torch. He held the blade up to that flame until it was red-hot. Then, as she watched on in horror, and I watched as though I was not even in my own body, he started at my feet, cutting my body into pieces. I watched my feet fall to the ground, then my calves, then my thighs. The pain wasn’t even registering after the first one. Then, he was at my belly….

Snuff Porn

snuff pornI was hired to make a snuff porn. I have a reputation as a no taboos freak. For some coke and some money to buy coke, I will do the kinds of fetish films other women refuse to do. I am not proud. Snuff films aren’t real anyway. It’s fake blood and guts, like a horror film. I showed up at the address the casting agent gave me. It didn’t look like any set I had seen, and I have been on a few. In fact, I saw no one else. I wondered if I had the right address. I had no cell reception, so I couldn’t text or even call anyone. I walked around a bit, then saw the house. It looked like a horror film house, so I assumed that was the place to be. I walked in, called out for anyone. No one responded. I walked around a bit. No electricity. The house was covered in cob webs. No one has been in this place for decades was my guess. I used the light on my iPhone to illuminate my way. I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw him. A shadowy figure; menacing. Tall, maybe deformed. I heard the chainsaw and I shit my pants. Was this the movie? Or was this my own Texas Chainsaw Nightmare? I ran. Ran smack into a room of dead dismembered bodies. Even high, I am scrappy. I buried myself under a pile of limbs to hide. I was fucked up, but this didn’t feel like a snuff movie. This felt like death. I laid motionless in the dark under a pile of bloody limbs wishing this was a bad dream. I heard foot steps, but I couldn’t see anything. Then, I head the mysterious figure say, “Are you ready to die Blair?” At that moment the chainsaw came crashing down thru the dead bodies. Blood splattered, I felt pain then everything went dark.

Snuff Porn with Venus

snuff pornDo you watch snuff porn? I used to all the time. Now, I make it. I’ve had my eye on this young whore. She cock teases all the men at the mall. She is a mall rat. The few times I go there, she is always there doing the same thing. Flirting with old perverts for free Starbucks’ drinks and food from the food court. She was going to be pregnant and on welfare soon. The mall is my favorite hunting ground. This little teen dream was easy prey too. I told her I was a casting scout for a SyFy Channel movie that was filming in town in a month. I had her come out to my car for a script and card. I pushed her in the trunk and drove to my old abandoned house I inherited. It looks so old and creepy on the outside, no one ever goes near the place. There are rumors of it being haunted by dead prisoners because my grandpa was an executioner at the old prison. It was his house and he was known to take home memorabilia when the prison was shut down. It is just local urban lore, but I love that it has a haunted house story associated with it. Its been my kill pad for a decade now. It was a secret basement underneath the real basement that is sound proof. That is where I make snuff movies. It is all set up with an old execution chair and table where the coroner would pronounce a death row inmate dead. Its prison furniture from the 50s. Super cool, super creepy. I brought my little whore out of the trunk and strapped her to the table. She screamed bloody murder. Her screams of fear made me wet. She called me a liar, but I told her she was the star of my own killer production. I told her to smile for the camera, then I dismembered her with a rusty chainsaw. So bloody and gruesome. I felt like Jigsaw.

The Private Collection

 

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I woke up in a dark room. Looking around for any way to turn lights on, I was completely faded.
I guess there was something in that last drink at the bar? I kept walking around the dark room, totally blacked out.
I kept feeling weird fleshy pieces along the walls that were sticking out but didn’t think much of it until the lights came on.
Once I could see what I had been touching, I couldn’t help but vomit all over the floor. It was cocks.
Thousands and thousands of cocks attached to the walls. Suddenly I couldn’t help myself, noticing they were all hard.
I had to fuck those cocks.
I ran around the room like a crazy nympho bitch, pleasuring myself on all the dicks. Cumming over and over
on each dick. All the beautiful dead man’s cocks, every nationality. A rainbow of orgasms waiting to happen.
After exhausting myself, I opted to take a nap. That’s when the lights went out again. I wonder what will be there
when I wake up this time? Or do you think my privates will become apart of this gallery on this next run?
I guess when I wake up, we’ll find out. 😉

Killer Phone Sex for a Worthless Whore

killer phone sexHe asked me if I wanted to have killer phone sex. I thought that just meant really hot fucking. Stupid me. I should have known a worthless dumb piece of shit would not get great sex. The moment I arrived all dolled up, he smacked my face telling me I looked like a whore. He made me take my makeup and clothes off. Next thing, he had a spreader bar between my legs and a ball gag in my mouth. My hands were handcuffed. He called in some friends to use his whore date. They looked at me like vultures before they had their way with my fuck holes for some gangbang rape porn. My so called date kept telling me I was just a fuck hole, a cum dump, and a toilet. Yes, they pissed all over me too. It was a long, horrific and humiliating night. They ravaged my cunt and ass with their cocks, fists and household objects so I was gaped and swollen, even bloody. They laughed at my tears. I was a prisoner all night. Bound, gagged, restrained, urinated on and force fucked, is just what a stupid whore gets. I needed to be reminded I am not the kind of woman men date. I am the kind of whore they use.

Castration Phone Sex: Who Wants Junk Removal?

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is the next best thing when you are a sadistic bitch. Virtual castration is hot, but not nearly as fun as really taking a pair of nuts. Ted pissed me off. He told me, even paid me, to remove his nuts. I had all the tools ready. The castration chair was dusted off, my knives sharpened. I was pissed when he didn’t show up and I discovered that the check had been cancelled. I was going to give him free junk removal. He earned it. I hunted him down at this dive bar he frequents. I spiked his drink and snatched him in the parking lot as he was stumbling to his car. I hit him hard, so he was out cold on the ride to his place. He woke up in a chair, not my preferred chair, but in the position I needed. Once he realized who I was he tried apologizing. Too late for that shit. Backing out is one thing, but once you agree to nut removal, I keep the money regardless if you chicken out. “You could have had a clean castration,” I whispered in his ear right as I used my rusty knife to cut off his balls. He screamed loudly. I licked the blood from his severed balls off my knife. The taste of pain and humiliation is the best taste. He cried like a baby. I laughed, even bent down to kiss him so he could taste it off my lips. I told him that he brought this on himself. I was happy to give him a clean castration and stop the bleeding but he stopped the check. No compassion for assholes. Let this be a lesson to you. If you call me and ask for a certain fantasy, don’t change your mind as I am already planning for some torture sex.

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Bloody phone sex

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My thighs are spread open as him and his friends take turns shoving their cocks into me. My body does not take much to pin down. One guy jokes around and takes out a blade and makes a cut right under my jaw line on my neck. I do not think he meant to nick me so deep right off the bat, but once he did and my blood gushed out of me it was a new game for them.

They played around in my blood and smeared it all over my naked body. They kept making more and more cuts all over me, watching my pretty red blood just gush out of my open wounds. It did not take long for them to use my blood as a slick and sticky lube for their cock. They forced gashes in my skin open around their cocks and fucked the muscle away from the skin and bone.

I am officially a dead girl.

Fantasy phone sex with Stephanie

Fantasy phone sexDo you wanna use me like a little fuck doll? I would love for you to use me however you would want master, you can make me bleed and scream as you abuse me. I like feeling that pain until I have to bust out screaming. You can use any hole however hard you want, do you think I’m not serious? I am the best pain slut on this site so call me and let me show you how a real good girl acts towards her master. I love being degraded and abused at the same time, whatever will get daddy off you an do to me. I have no limits so you can do whatever goes on inside your brain to me. I will be a good little fuck doll I promise.

Taboo Phone Sex Bitch

taboo phone sexI think it is very clear from my site, my pictures and my blogs that I am a taboo phone sex slut. A dominant, sadistic one at that. Yet, day after day, I get dipshits contacting me who are so dumb, I wonder if they know how to breathe. You don’t IM me on yahoo messenger saying you are going to force fuck me. I have chopped off men’s balls for far less. You also don’t call me to talk dirty before paying. You especially don’t get to call me baby and ask me what size my tits are for free. In fact, even after you pay, you don’t call me baby or talk about my tits. I don’t do typical sex calls. I am not the girl for the girlfriend experience. Call me baby, attempt to force yourself on me, talk about spraying your seed on my face is what gets you castrated. It is also what gets you starring in my own ass rape porn. I know we have a president who thinks he can grab women by the pussy. His stupidity is contagious. I was at the supermarket late one night last week. I encountered this punk on a skateboard who started in on the baby talk. He didn’t like me telling him to get lost before I popped a cap in his skater boi ass. He jumped me when I went to my car. Stupid boy. He thought a chick like me would be unarmed and unable to defend herself. He thought he could overpower me with brute strength. I pack my own heat. So, I couldn’t really pop a cap in his ass. I could cut his cock and his balls off. I waited until he had his family jewels out. I played the woman in peril only until I had him where I needed him. Let’s just say he was shocked when I sliced his balls off; mortified when I took his dick too. I left him there bleeding out on the black top. You will get the same treatment if you forget I am a sadistic and an accomplice, not your baby or your whore.