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Snuff Porn : A Strung Out White Whore is Easy

Snuff Porn  for a Strung Out White Whore  like me is appropriate use of me. I’m easy and Gangbanging and rape porn fantasy movies are my true calling. Especially as such is an honest living for a coke whore bimbo.

One night I was literally crawling home from a screening of a sadistically twisted filming. My ass and cunt where totally blown out and swollen. The drugs wore off and I was vomiting up blood from getting my body so wrecked.

At some point a couple of drunk frat guys happened upon me. I really looked a wreck but still fuckable I guess. Hell drunk frat guys will fuck a damned corpse if she had nice tits, a pretty but wrecked face and a couple of holes.

Now that these guys dragged me back to their frat house they fed me a whole lot of smack and crack. Laughing at me as they watched me be a total used up cock puppet. These guys used me for their hazing of wannabes.

Finally, after the frat dick gangbang  live streamed the snuff porn for an hour. Then they shoved me in an Uber and sent me on. However that wasn’t the end of my night. This uber driver had come to other plans.

Last thing I recall was being assisted to my apartment. Then everything went black. I was knocked over the head and had my ass completely destroyed. Once I awoke I just wished for more dick.

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Accomplice Phone Sex Brings Out Sadistic Tendencies

 

Accomplice phone sex

 

Accomplice phone sex is like a gateway drug. I started out as a strung-out slut and was that way for years. Guys could do anything to my worn out cunt for some blow. Who cares about anything being high all the time but that changed one night. The last guy took advantage of me and something inside my warped brain snapped. He threw a wad of cash down on the floor and said something about how next time I could puke of his fuckin’ dick for all he cared. I laughed and so did he, his twisted , disgusting face looked like a demon in that moment I grabbed the ashtray cracking it on the back of his skull. He yelped in pain and swung around trying to fight me off, “You cum bucket, coke whore!” he screamed. I calmly told him that all those accomplice phone sex calls he told me about in his drug fueled stupor had gone to his head. He had no idea how things can turn on a dime. As he crawled on the jizz stained carpet with a gooey mess of blood pouring from the back of his head I began to laugh harder. I mocked him as I went to the kitchen to get a knife from the block. I chose a sharp one, perfect for cutting meat- human flesh meat! He was near the couch becoming delirious as I stomped my stiletto heel into the base of his spine. All those years of being in and out of hospitals had paid off. He made the most guttural sound and began to piss his pants. I snarled at him with the knife in my hand and said, “darling, why don’t we talk about castration phone sex?”. The coke pumped through my body giving me what seemed like the strength of a thousand men as I rolled him over like he was an mannequin. He started to sob, but it was too late. I tore his urine stained pants and underwear down. His cock was flaccid and pathetic looking. Wielding the knife with a butcher’s skill, I severed his cock from his body as he squealed like a pig being slaughtered. He had no idea his stories about accomplice phone sex would turn me into a predator.

Cannibalism phone sex gets a cock bit off.

            Cannibalism phone sex gets a cock bit off. Play with me. If you don’t want to play, then I am going to get very peeved. With this in mind, what I get my teeth sunk into tends to go bye-bye. Now all the greats were greatly misunderstood.

            After all, take a look at one of my heroes. Lorraina Bobbitt was simply misunderstood. Same thing with Jeffrey Dahmer. Now me personally, I like to combine the two. I will bite that cock off. Gobble it down.

            Next thing you know I am Roleplaying that I am Hannibal Lecter. Having that dinner part. Would you like to join me? Besides serving up a cock. Eating it down. It must be remembered that the brains are an important part of the meal.

            Now the great thing about brains is you can eat them while the person is still alive. Should we use a spoon? No, never. How uncouth.

            The Evil phone sex comes into play when I feed you, your own brains. Oh to be sure you are going to really like the taste of yourself. Distracting you with my tits. Injecting you so that you don’t feel as if I remove the top of your skull.

            Cut away at the brain. Little by little. Continue to serve you and eat you. Until you finally succumb to the mortal wounds that I have inflicted.

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Knife Play Phone Sex Cuts You To the Bone

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex cuts you to the bone with me. And I do mean that literally. This little sissy bitch found me on the dark web. And I guess he did not read all the details about me when he reached out to me on my burner cell to book me for some extreme cock and ball torture. I’m a sadistic bitch who sees very little value in a man’s junk, especially a sissy’s junk.

This loser paid a hefty sum for alone time with me. I brought my knife collection too. Honestly, no clue what he thought might occur during our session. He wanted me to peg his ass. And I explained pegging seemed a little too vanilla for someone who goes by the wicked butcher on the dark net. I am into extreme cock and ball torture sex. When I mentioned it felt more natural for me to neuter him, he acted like he did not know I was that wicked.

And he tried to get a refund. Nope. No refunds. And it’s in the fine print he signed online. I asked him if he was that dumb to think he paid a few grand to get pegged? That vanilla shit you can find anywhere for free. Most women will willingly peg a man’s ass and not even consider slicing the sissy’s balls off in the process. But I am not most women. Never will be either.

I am a Wicked Butcher, So No Vanilla Shit Ever With Me

When he tried to run for the door, I tossed a knife to hit him in his sissy ass. And that brought him to his knees. As he screamed in pain, I mocked him. His pain had only just begun. I dragged him to my medieval rack and bound him too it. And a few cranks had his body in a tortuous state. But that was my purpose. Even wiggling an inch would cause pain and maybe even break a bone. I turned on my camera. Perhaps along with the castration phone sex, I thought I might make an educational movie about what happens to dumb assess.

I did not even use a castration band. No mercy for a stupid apparently illiterate sissy bitch who did not understand what he paid me for. Always read bios before you pay a woman for anything. I cut his balls off and let him bleed all over my nice torture rack. I can hose the rack off.

But him? Well, he did not survive. He bled a lot, went into shock and had a heart attack, I think. Although cutting your balls off hurts and creates a decent blood loss if not cauterized quickly, that alone won’t kill you. So, he went out a pansy. He could not even handle some blood loss. Way in over his head. But not my problem anymore. I fed him to the wild animals.

My Master grants me the best Sex with dead bodies

Sex with dead bodiesSex with dead bodies is never wrong. Their cold dead flesh feels so right! My Master, the one who gave me this exciting life, knows exactly what I need to satisfy my cravings. There are so many different varieties From freshly picked to spoiled rotten. I do love the decay of death but I think my favorite is a nice, fresh one.

When the blood is still warm I can smear it all over my shaved pussy and fuck non stop. I love to ride a corpse and push my thumbs into their eyes until they gush out. To peel their dead flesh off with my teeth while I am cumming is a rush that is constantly on my mind. I know you like it too and I know you cravethe nastiest Bloody phone sex possible. Good thing I am such a snuff whore and we can wild together.

Let’s go into the catacombs and fall in love over and over again. I want us to completely lose ourselves in carnal lust. You know the dead deserve loving too. I know we fuck so good we will make their spirits cum just as hard as we do.

 My Master is so generous allowing me to indulge in my ultimate pleasure of fucking the dead. I always dreamed of breaking into a tomb of a family long dead and pull them out of their coffins to fondle and fuck the whole family. Nothing but bones at that point but it doesn’t matter I know I wont stop cumming and neither will you with Necrophilia Phone Sex!

GangBang Rape Porn Always Prolapses My Ass

gangbang rape pornNo woman wants to make a gangbang rape porn. But sometimes a man forces her to make one for money or coke. Feeling strung out and sore from stepson’s prior abuse of my fuck holes, I went looking for more coke to dull the pain. And although I got the coke, I got a lot more pain too. It might surprise you how well this soccer mom navigates the snuff world. One of these days, I might see too much and get myself murdered.

And the other night, I thought my 9 lives might be up. This one drug dealer I know, also traffics girls. But I am not supposed to know that. Although I am fucked up most of the time around seedy snuff porn makers, I can handle my coke better than anyone knows. I went to pee before the gang bang and saw a room of mostly naked young girls in shackles. They looked strung out too. I quickly closed the door before anyone else saw me.

The image of those young girls stayed in my mind while about 50 men with backed up balls sodomized me. Any time I do a gang bang, my ass seems to get more dick than my pussy. For most men, my asshole remains my tightest hole. And I get it. Men fist my cunt. Plus, I did give birth naturally a couple times. My pussy would not feel tight to a cock unless the cock appeared massive.

I Can Endure Fifty Men Giving Me a Hardcore Ass Pounding

And these cocks did feel massive. But they still wanted my asshole. So, this gang bang turned into ass rape porn. I acted more strung out than I was so if anyone worried about what I saw in that abandoned warehouse, they might assume I got too fucked up to remember. As men shoved their tree trunk cocks up my asshole, they pulled my hair, choked me and slapped my ass too. But I have endured worse than 50 men giving me a hardcore ass fucking.

Although my asshole prolapsed, and my body ached, I crawled out of that warehouse with my coke and my life. And that’s more than I can say about those young girls in shackles. When I got home, I snorted coke for hours to dull that memory and ease the pain of my ass.

Mutilation Phone Sex is an Hypnotic Sensational Time

Mutilation phone sex can really be so much of a rush it entrances you. In many cases there is a blind rage that courses through you and you just have to embrace  it. That spectacular feeling of ecstasy as you start to beat or cut that tender little sweet heart.

With a fit of rage and a need to pop one off thinking about the bratty apple of your eye being violated relentlessly. Taking into account that her sweet honey pot will be all the sweeter with daddy inside her.

Just fucking destroy her.  Here pervert take my knife. Go ahead, stab her in that precious pair of eyes. Go on now one then the other. Now look at her bloody little sockets. Effectively those are now a couple more holes to fuck. Go ahead and slam your dick in her sockets and scull fuck her.

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Castration phone sex brings me men who never cum again

Castration phone sex Castration phone sex brings me men who would rather never cum again. The kink is complex and one of the most taboo, yet most thrilling for me! But I understand the niche pleasure points that revolve around the idea of castration!

Give me the power of the surgical removal of your testicles or penis! By cutting your dick and balls off, I dominate you and pleasure myself. I know you need me to obliterate your manhood so you can worship me properly! Pleasure will never be known to you again! 

No Balls! No dick! No Life but serving me!

The theme of a teen whore castrating you is one of power, control, and submission. All I want to do is make sure you never reproduce or cum ever again in your pathetic life. Give me your absolute submission by giving up all reproductive abilities and masculinity! Your young Mistress needs this expression of dominance, control, and possession to get her pussy off! 

Castration phone sex brings me men who would rather never cum again

One for extreme and dangerous acts, such as chemical castration or actual surgical castration?

 You do know about the serious medical and psychological consequences, don’t you? I hope so because that’s what turns me on the most. Knowing I am going to fuck you up for the rest of your life! How I long for the excessive bleeding, and even death, cutting your balls and cock off will cause! By taking your family jewels, I hope to force you into isolation, shame, and guilt. 

Castration by your evil little whore has the potential to bring you both pleasure and pain. You need me to become your Medical fetish phone sex Mistress to slice and mutilate you into a eunuch!

Women Harbor Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Too

rape phone sex fantasiesWomen harbor rape phone sex fantasies too. And not just for men either. Sometimes, I enjoy destroying a little brat’s cunt, or even some drunk, stupid coed. However, drunk coeds seem easier to find than little brats. You can find them in any bar on the weekend. I did not go out last night with the intention of fucking up a bitch. But sometimes luck swings my way, and I seize the opportunity presented to me.

Last night, I felt like I minded my business. I just stopped into this steampunk bar for a drink. I never go to be social. I’m not a social butterfly. Some drunk coeds stumbled into the bar perhaps by mistake. Or maybe they just wanted to start some shit with Gothic phone sex babes. But I do not let drunk skanks come on to my turf and talk shit. They insulted everyone, including the bartender. And that got them kicked out.

But I could not let it go. So, I left to see if I could follow them. This bar seems close to campus so, I assumed they walked. And it appeared they did. I stalked them until they went in separate directions. And I drove up to the queen bee and asked her if she needed a ride. She appeared just drunk enough to take me up on my offer. I had bottled water ready for her that I spiked with Rohypnol. Before long she passed out in my car.

Stupid Whores Get What They Deserve

And when she woke up, she discovered herself in a dark underground bunker. I told her about her crimes and that she should look at me as a punisher. When she saw me grab a huge, studded dildo, she reacted in fear. And she should have because this dildo measures over 14 inches. It has shards of glass super glued to it. I use it for torture sex of fuck holes. That dildo with my assistance shredded her drunk, whore cunt. And I put it in her ass too.

Although I wanted to kill her, I settled for destroying her holes and releasing her. She will not remember the small details because of the Rohypnol. Stupid cunt might not ever fuck again. But at least she will understand she got what she deserved for being a twat. Maybe next time I have a stupid cunt in my bunker you can help me destroy her tight fuck holes.

Castration Phone Sex Games Make Me Wet

castration phone sexI am always in the mood for castration phone sex. Sometimes men beg me to remove their old junk. And other times, I do it for free or hire. Last night, Oliver won a free castration from me. A girl hired me to castrate her boss who forced himself on her one night working late in the office. She heard about a woman who does these sorts of jobs for other people.  And she sent me a text on my burner phone.

After talking with her, I decided to not accept my usual fee. This asshole deserved to get his balls removed. And his cock mutilated. Women need to know if a man cannot use his cock properly, he should not keep it.  It’s just like taking a toy from a petulant brat. Amy and I met several times. I needed to know all about her predator boss. The more I know, the easier it becomes to do the job she hired me for,

Last night, I seized an opportunity. This taboo phone sex bitch broke into his house to castrate him. But the loser almost slept though it. He appeared to be a heavy sleeper. Or perhaps he pops sleeping pills. I tied him to his bed. And he did not wake up until I tied his final limb to the bed. The look of horror and confusion on his face made me smile my evil smirk. I told him all about his crimes against women. He looked terrified when he saw my big knife.

If Men Cannot Use Their Cocks and Balls Properly, They Deserve to Lose Them

But I explained what I would be doing and why. He could turn himself into the cops. Or he could lose his balls. Even he thought losing his balls seemed like a better option. And perhaps it would be because in prison he would be some big black man’s bitch. Even though he did not deserve it, I gave him a clean castration. Once I severed his balls from his body, I cauterized the wound with the bottom of a hot frying pan.

But he did not lose too much blood. But he deserved something more. So, I carved the word predator on his dick with my knife. Even though without his balls he will never get erect again, he will be forced to remember what he is every time he pisses. Sometimes, I really enjoy cock and ball torture sex. And this seemed like one of those times.