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Snuff Sex Whore Needs A Beat Down and Fuck

I’m such a worthless cunt I was telling the bartender at the strip club after I finished my set and grabbing a drink. I went on to tell him about the last Master I had, had really fucked me up. I was roughed up nightly and penetrated with various furry friend castrated and taxidermied schlongs. Most of them were super long and I swear that he punctured something as I get these shooting pains. It’s just not something I can go into a Doctor’s office and try explaining that story. I was pissing blood for a while even  and just don’t know what to do. I mean I can’t even fuck without excruciating pain.

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That was when his eyes suddenly lit up, he came around the bar so fucking quickly and yanked me out of the barstool telling me the stools weren’t for worthless cunts. He shoved my front up against the bar and yanked my panties down and thrust a long fat nigger cock in my cunt making me scream out in pain. As I screamed he shot me full of salty spunk causing me to go into severe shock.

The New Girl

Rape phone sex fantasiesMaster goes out on a girl hunt every night. Looking for those innocent little cunt bitches to bring to our group. He talks to them making them think he actually cares about them, telling them they are so pretty spending his money on them. Then he drugs them and puts them in the trunk of his car. He gets home and tells me, ” I got new meat, I need you to train this little cunt for Master.” He loves watching me training the new girls. Telling them how to dress, to look down every time Master has something to say, number one rule is always agree with master. Second most important rule is to say please Master, and thank you master. Every night we put on a show for him, we eat each others pussy and who ever makes the other girl squirt gets to go to the bed room with master. He is the price, and we  all fight for him. When we get to the room he ties my hands up behind my back. I get on my knees, he starts pouring hot wax on my tits, and I love to start sucking Masters dick. He grabs me by my hair and pushes his dick all the way back into my throat. He loves when I pass out.  

Killed A Grandpa In Hospice

Killer phone sexI love having forbidden fun with old people while they are in hospice nursing homes, haha it’s so fucking easy to apply to go in to volunteer and then have your way with the dying elders in any which way you please. As long as I present myself as a studious, trusting young lady, they let me right in to go and visit with them while they are on their death beds. Well, this one time I went in and visited with a dying Grandpa. The employees there all thought that I was there to keep him company and make him laugh, little did they know but I had much more malicious intentions! This little old man was barely living when I entered into his room but he was conscious and happy to see me, he looked like a dead vegetable quite frankly. I locked the door behind me and did him in! I climbed on top of him while he layed in the bed and suffocated him with my thighs as I rode his face and demanded that he lick my pussy! He was so bad at it but that’s okay, he was about to be murdered anyways! I wanted to make sure his last moments were memorable! It didn’t take long at all before his tongue sloshing ended, prompting me to check his breathing and sure enough, he was gone. I was so proud of myself! I called the nurses in and told them he had died, little did they know that I was the culprit. Wish I cared! Can’t wait to have fun with my next victim!

Crushed

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Some men will do just about anything to cum as hard as possible. I met up with this guy from school. He came to my house in his big pickup truck and we took off. Telling me he wanted to show me a special spot we could watch the stars in the bed of his truck, he had no trouble luring me to a field in the middle of nowhere. As soon as the truck was in park, he hopped out and let me out on the other side. Jumping down, I turned to look at him, but that’s when he punched me with his powerful fist, which entirely knocked me out.

When I woke up, I was naked and tied up on the ground, face down, and his truck was slowly backing up towards me. I screamed and tried to wiggle out of the way, but I couldn’t move fast enough. The truck backed up and was lined perfectly so it rolled right over my hips, crushing my pelvis. My head was still far enough away from the other tire that my lower back and ass were the only things pinned down under the truck. I gasped and tried to wheeze for air as I was getting smashed by the tire.

The man walked around and dropped his pants before coming up and shoving his cock balls deep into my cunt. The weight of the truck compressed my pussy, making it the tightest fit possible. He forced his dick into my asshole right before the force of his animalistic thrusts combined with the unforgiving pressure of the pickup entirely snapped my spine. Unable to feel my legs, I started to lose consciousness as he blew his load in my ass. When he was finished, he drove the car off of me, then came back out with a sledge hammer. With one final blow, he ended my misery and the only chance of a surviving witness to his crimes.

Snuff Sex Babysitting Massacre with Gray

First off let me be clear… the babysitting gig isn’t because I love other people’s annoying fucking offspring. Fuck, more like let me do fucking society a favor and the overpopulated Earth a hand, and snuff sex the fuck out of these suburb dwelling fucktards.

I’ll get these desperate dads with some form of gambling debt come to me to take care of things and sacrifice his loser crew to Satan and get his debt forgiven with the taking of his “assets” usually I will take his wife and force her to watch as we rape fantasy the offspring offering and get the blood shedding started. I love ripping into those sweet tight holes with a massive meat shredder of a cock. My steel fuck rod with do so much damage and nothing like force feeding the cock to mommy to taste her little ones sweet meat. Oh the fun and joys of those screams and the muffled hopeless cries.

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Finale of VII deadly Sins: Wrath

Continued….
Last time my guy was down in the basement torturing a slovenly lusty bitch into submission and obedience. She was pretty stubborn, but then I heard HIM yelling and screaming. I didn’t go down there because I just plain didn’t feel like it. Boy, he was really screaming though, sounds like the tables turned.
It was a few days until all the screaming stopped; I figured they were either dead or exhausted. Finally, I went down there to see how things had ended. It wasn’t pretty gruesome, but I laughed. These two idiots mutilated each other to the point of a useless existence. She had clearly had all of her pleasure zones cut off and he…well, I am sure you can see from the picture I took, he is useless as a man now.

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So you might be thinking where is the wrath? Well…this entire span of seven weeks of my guy doing all this stuff to women, and he was fucking them while torturing them. Well, guess what. I am the one that let her out of her restraints and I sat upstairs while they fucked each other up. I guess I am the wrath, and I got off on it when they were fucking each other up. Devious I know.

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Master, I Want it Harder

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Master made me strip naked and wait for him with my ass out and ready for his cock. I pulled my cheeks apart when I heard him coming close. Spread wide, I felt his hands explore my pussy and ass as he fingered both holes. He smacked my ass hard, making me squeal. After a few whacks, he grabbed a paddle and spanked me with it until I was red and sore. In between each slap, I had to tell him that I want it harder. And he always complied with that request, regardless that it wasn’t actually what I wanted. When I don’t ask for more, the punishments become much worse, so I know better than to beg for mercy.

But sometimes, fate decides the punishment for me. Something must have made him very upset that day, because I felt a knife pierce through my back. Even still, I choked out, I want it harder! Stab after stab, I asked to get it harder. The blood poured down from my body, pooling around my knees. Filling my lungs, the blood came up from my throat as I coughed. This time, I was no longer able to ask for it harder, as I had lost consciousness, barely clinging to life. In a fit of fury, he dug the knife through my neck, cutting my spinal cord and brain stem. Time for a new slave.

Snuff Sex Death

snuff sexSnuff sex Cassandra is my handle in a few fetish online chat rooms I belong too. It is because I have fantasies about dying. Some of my fantasies are inspired by my callers. I have some sick twisted regulars. One of my most creative callers recently did a call with me that had me bragging in one of the chat rooms about wanting to die in just such a fashion. He was a mad scientist of sorts creating new drugs. Killer drugs. I was a sex slave thus he could legally test his drugs on me like I was a lab rat. I woke up strapped down with him injecting his drug into me. When I protested he reminded me I was a sub human. I asked questions. I wanted to know what was going to happen to me, but he was vague with the details. He shot a needle in my arm. Nothing happened. When he hooked up an industrial sized vibrator to my pussy, I thought this was like a female enhancement trial. No such luck for a blonde bimbo slave. It was a death drug. When I came, my heart would stop beating. Death by orgasm. A hot and terrifying concept. I tried not to cum. I tried to think of horrible things so I wouldn’t cum.  I couldn’t. I am a pain slut. I am a snuff porn junkie. I resisted for as long as I could but the intensity was too strong. I came. I felt my heart seizing up like some one was on the inside squeezing it. Within minutes of cumming, I was dead. Wouldn’t it be great to die by orgasm? Sure, your dead, but what a way to go.  If you want to snuff me, which I know you do, make me cum to death.

Even Pretty Women Can Be Evil

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Home all alone for the weekend, all the doors and windows were locked. And I knew better than to let any strange men into my house. That’s when I heard a knock on the door. I peeked through the window and saw a nice looking lady outside. So I opened up to see what she wanted. She said her car had broken down, and her husband and little ones were waiting for her at home. They would be worried when she didn’t show up, and her phone had died. With a smile, I let her use the phone in our kitchen. The instant I turned my back to her, she grabbed my small body and held a cloth over my face. It smelled funny, and then all of a sudden, things began to fade.

When I woke up, I was tied down and naked, ass up. Looking around, I saw that I was still at home. That’s when I saw the woman, now dressed in a dominatrix outfit, and a strange man was now in the house as well. I tried to scream, but my mouth was gagged. The man instructed the woman to take a cane and whip me with it on my bare ass until it was red and raw. With each lash, I cried out in pain. Fighting my restraints was useless- they had been expertly secured and there was absolutely no wiggle room. When my cheeks were so red that I could feel the heat radiating off of them, the woman stopped as the man came up and forced his hard cock inside my cunt. Wrapping his hands around my throat, he strangled me until things started to fade again, this time for real, as he blew his load inside me. They left my naked, dead body tied up as they made their escape.

Through the Meat Grinder

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Captured by cannibals, I squealed like a pig from fear. Rattling against the cage they had locked me in, I tried with all my might to loosen the door, but it wouldn’t budge. My wrists were in shackles, chained together. I was in a cold, damp basement. Shivering, I cowered as a tall, scary looking man thundered his way up to my cage. Unlocking the door, he dragged me out by the shackles. I kicked and screamed as he took into a colder room with the terrifying sounds from the largest meat grinder I had ever seen in my life. The gears and blades spun at bone crushing speeds that would tear to shreds in an instant. Horrified, I kicked and tried to fight back, giving it everything I had, but it wasn’t enough. He took the chain connected the shackles and hung it on a hook suspended from the ceiling. It was only just low enough that I could barely stand on my tippy toes. Walking over to the controls, he moved some levers, causing the hook to be lifted into the air, taking me right off my feet. The hook repositioned directly over the spinning blades as I frantically tried to swing away from my impending death. Slowly, I was lowered down into the machine, feet first. The pain of my feet being crushed off was overwhelming. Although the grinder could have made mincemeat of me in seconds, he lowered me in slowly, getting off from watching me scream in pain as I felt bits of my bone and flesh being torn off from my body. I lost consciousness right before I died of blood loss and shock. Damn, he better have made one fucking good burger out of me.