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Home Invasion

Home invasion phone sex

I was just getting out of the shower when I heard it, the back door opening. Fuck! My cellphone is downstairs and who even owns a landline anymore? I quickly wrap myself in my fluffy white robe and hide inside my closet. I hear racket downstairs and know someone is here. My breathing is quick while I try to quiet it, hiding and praying I’m not found. I guess God wasn’t listening because next thing I know the closet door is opening and you are pulling me out by the hair. I scream and fight to push you off and your accomplice enters the room. The two of you easily overpower me and forcefully rip the robe from my naked body and throw me onto the floor. You tell me that I need to please both of you or I’ll regret it. I do my best to use my mouth but you grab me by the back of the head and forcefully fuck my throat and I start crying. You slap me hard and I fall to the ground, your friend walks over and holds my arms down while you straddle my stomach. That’s when you started to hit me across the face and head until I was crying out and bloody. I felt your big, strong hands wrap around my neck and tighten until I couldn’t breathe. My thoughts went fuzzy as I panicked and fought harder against the restraint until everything went black. You took turns fucking my warm cunt and tight asshole bloody and left my body there in the mess, covered and filled with cum.

Killer Phone Sex Is Foreplay For My Lover

It’s a great time in the Summer with our partying into the wee hours of the morning. My lover and I will often go out and find some crackwhore breeder and lure the little gutter brat from her with a variety of means. If the whore is preggo it’s best to take care of things before she brings a useless waste of space into the world already an addict it’s the least thing this world needs. I love it when the addict breeder is nice and young and can destroy her real good as we abort that blackhole ghoul from her belly. Nothing makes me more excited then seeing the dead eyes of this cunt roll into the back of her head and her diaphragm stops contracting and flattening as she is no longer breathing. She’s just another piece of garbage for the garbage man.

Killer Phone Sex

Snuff Porn: Summertime Girls Beware

snuff pornDo you want to make snuff porn? It is summertime. Do you know what that means? It means lots of scantily clad little whores. Teen whores, younger whores, even old whores if they are your thing. I just like to kill women and girls. Most females hate me, so I have no problem killing bitches of any age. I like the kill, but the hunt is what gets my cunt wet. Searching together for the perfect little slut together; one for you to fuck and one for me to kill.  You can kill her too if you want, but most men just want to explore their rape phone sex fantasies and leave the clean up to me. Again, killing tender age girls doesn’t make me squeamish, so I up fucking them doesn’t make you squeamish. I so love to watch a little girl get fucked by a much older man. Oh, summertime girls better beware when we get together.

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies

killer phone sexI have killer phone sex fantasies. We all do. The only difference is I act on my fantasies. I met this annoying fucker the other day. He was begging to have his dick cut off. He didn’t want castration. He wanted the entire package gone, cock and balls. He had been trying to find a woman who would enjoy that. His first mistake was trying to find a woman who would like it. He needed to find a sadistic bitch like me. I have no sympathy for a loser who wants to cut off his dick. As far as I see it, if you are such a loser that you want to castrate yourself and take your cock too, you don’t deserve any male genitals. Your man card is revoked, and I will happily be the one to revoke it. I told him to give me a show. I ordered him to cut off his own cock and I would take care of what was left. Puss cake. He couldn’t even make a cut on his tiny pecker. I called it. I knew he was the kind of loser who calls me for castration phone sex but can never really go thru with it. I wanted a show, so I gave myself one. I chopped off his dick, his balls then I dismembered him. My basement looked like the Saw bathroom when I was done with him. Blood, limbs, and saws everywhere and one dying loser. Don’t promise me entertainment and not deliver.

Torture Sex for a Minor Infraction

torture sexTorture sex is what I deserved. At least according to Samuel. What were my sins? Making his coffee with artificial creamer and not 2% milk. We were out of milk and I didn’t want to walk to the store, so I used the artificial creamer. Big mistake. One I paid for dearly. I heard him summon me to the basement. I honestly wasn’t sure at the start what he was pissed about until he asked me how he likes his coffee. In my mind it was not a big deal, however, the way he saw it, I deserved the death penalty. He tied me to a chair. I was stripped naked and my boobs were bound tightly. So very tightly that they started to turn colors. He then used them as punch bags. I thought he might bust one of my implants because he was punching my boobs so hard. He was spouting off about rules as he punched me. That was not all he did. He fisted my pussy and ass. He joked that I was lucky to be alive because he has killed for less. He scared the crap out of me. He beat the crap out of me too. He left me tied up for hours afterwards. I pissed myself. He just laughed at me when he finally released me and told me to make his coffee correctly or the next time or die. After what he did to me, I have no reason to believe he was bluffing.

Strangulation Phone Sex With A Sleazy Slut

He was always at the strip club watching me and he has even stalked me a few times when I left work. He had these urges to do very bad things with my stripper body and the fact I was a fake titted blonde barbie doll made his fantasie even more intense as he took these desires out on his sisters old barbie dolls. The sadistic things he did to her barbies like tying a noose around her neck and taking red paint to make her bleed from her cunt and tits as he dreamed of mutilating them and cutting the implants out. He had all these desires but the most potent was the one for strangulation phone sex while he forced himself on me. I heard about this sicko from a few girls that dated him, he obsessed over me so much and a few of them saw his little shrine to me in his bedroom. Needless to say they never returned his calls, but I think that was just a way to get word to me about how badly he desired to destroy me.

One night I was walking home from having a few drinks with my co-workers at an industry night gathering and he stalked me all the way home. I didn’t notice because I was on my phone the whole time and tipsy as fuck. I hung up and let myself in my apartment and he overpowered me out of nowhere….

Strangulation phone sex

Killer Phone Sex

killer phone sexKiller phone sex is what they wanted. I was out for a morning jog. It was super fucking cold. It felt like a winter day, not a spring one. There was frost on cars and even a little snow on the ground. It is almost June. I couldn’t believe this freak weather. I started to head back home because it was too cold. I ran by a car with a man putting something in his trunk. I think some one was behind me because the next thing I knew, I was pushed into the trunk. They were working together. Why, I was not sure. I felt like I was in that car forever. The trip was bumpy too, like a dirt road in the mountains. When the trunk opened, they yanked me out by my hair. I told them my husband was rich, but they retorted they didn’t want money. I was just the unlucky whore that fell in their laps. I was out in the cold wilderness. The middle of nowhere, I guess. I was going to be their snuff porn star. They wanted to kill a bitch just for the hell of it. First, they force fucked me. One in my ass and one in my pussy. As they tag teamed me, they choked me. Their hands were around my throat in a violent death grip. It was clear they were amateurs. Their methods of torture were sloppy and all over the map. They were just winging it. They wanted to kill and assault a woman and I jogged myself right into their trunk. I pleaded and begged, but no mercy was shown on me. They punched me, stabbed me, fucked my holes with broken branches and once they had their fun, they left me to die slowly and alone in the cold woods.

Fuck me silly

snuff sexGetting fucked up drunk and high always leads me to trouble. I like pain though. I am naturally obedient and submissive and don’t mind being fucked and used and abused by a couple of guys who enjoy snuff sex with a dumb cum slut like me. I am hot young and have an appetite for hard dicks. I like them even better when they take advantage of me. Have me screaming bloody murder. You know that makes my cunt quiver. Show me the way to infinite extasy. I enjoy my holes being double stuffed and double cream. I don’t mean only two I want a minimum of two in each hole. Six dicks are stretching me out and slapping me around like the whore I am. In my inner core, I will always be this trashy snuff loving victim.

Tat man

snuff sexI was dating a pro tattoo artist who had his shop. I enjoyed the perks of his big dick and also loved being able to fuck his big dick. We both shared the shared love for hurting bitches. My boyfriend’s shop was a hot commodity. Not only was it super accessible and always booked it was in the middle of a college city. We had drunk coed bitches at all hours of the night. We were also open late. Some dumb whore would come late night in packs. We had no problem roofing them up and finishing their choice of an art piece. We would lie and tell them it was mild over the counter pain reliever. They would all take it, and it would be lights out. It was a blast using them and having snuff sex with their slumber bodies. It was a fun time. I got plenty of frustration out plus lots of neat tattoos from the relationship.

Snuff Porn Got Real

snuff pornSnuff porn gave me my start in the adult industry. I have been making hardcore BDSM films since I was 18. I thought I was pain proof. I have thick skin. I can handle pain better than most men can. I found out this week, I do have a pain threshold that can be crossed. I was doing a bondage film. The director switched gears on me. He wanted snuff, the real kind too. Apparently, he was paid a large sum of money to execute me on film. I have enemies. Men who hate me for not submitting completely to them. I was tied up, locked to a bar. I was being fucked hard in the ass. I thought I was making an ass rape porn, but then my star started taking orders from the director. He choked me, punched me, even cut me. I was gasping for air and bleeding. I had no idea what was going on. I signed up for a fake snuff flick, but this felt like the real deal. I started screaming for help. I was in a studio, surely some one would help me. But, no one did. In fact, they were all in on it. Suddenly, I had a small army around me and they were all helping to hurt me. Knives, whips, blow torches, any kind of torture device they could find they brought to the table to kill me with in unison. It was gang bang torture while the director filmed my demise. I endured hours of pain and torture while the director filmed it for a mystery patron. I thought could handle pain, but they found my threshold. I went into shock before everything went dark. I have made thousand of snuff movies in my life, but this one was real. This one was my last one.