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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 Fantasies

snuff pornHe told me I was perfect for snuff porn. I wasn’t sure if that was a compliment or not. Did he mean I looked like a good pain slut or did I look like the kind of girl that should be killed? Turns out it was both. He put on a Japanese snuff film and talk about all the ways he could kill me. My pussy was super wet. Seriously, the more graphic he got about killing me, the more I wanted to die. I know, right? What is wrong with me that I would actually want to die on film? I am a submissive whore. I prefer being used and abused than treated like a princess. Pain and violence make me horny. He was getting high which always takes him to a weird place. I was huffing a spray can bottle for a quick cheap high. It was impossible for me to feel pain. I told him to hurt me; like seriously hurt me. He took his cigarette and burned my clit. I yelped in delight. I begged for more. He took his switchblade and carved his name in my stomach. The hot crimson blood trickled down my stomach. He started stroking his cock until he came on my belly. The look of blood and cum mixed together on my stomach was so hot. He fucked me twenty minutes later, cutting my face and arms. Blood and sex are fricking hot. Want to fuck me then kill me? I really do deserve to die. I want to star in your snuff movies.

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. 😉

Torture sex is what I crave

torture sexTorture sex is what I have been programmed to endure and enjoy. I use to like gentle vanilla sex. Not anymore. I love being fucked by all the guys with huge dicks. I have been such a great slave for my master. I like to serve him whenever he calls me I’m there in a second. I make no complaints or fuss about what I am told to do. I obey him and make sure he is pleased along with all the guys that come over to fuck me roughly. I never get a break I get my pussy used hourly. I never take a break. I like to be penetrated by all the guys at the same time. I have been tied up and fucked for hours on end. I never felt that kind of pain and pleasure at the same time. Being used and having an audience is always a turn on. I look forward to being the best sex slut.

Snuffed Out Youngster

Cannibalism phone sexI brought my Master home a deliciously tasty young little cunt to play with and he was so very happy! Strawberry blonde hair tied up all cute in pigtails and wearing a white little dress with her diaper bulging out of the bottom, she was the ultimate eye candy! I knew that Master would want to have me help him enjoy her from head to toe, inside and out! We stretched the tiny little cunt on to a table and put the saw between her thighs. I slapped my pussy on her face and smothered her down while she licked away, meanwhile, Master was shoving his cock in and out of her as he chopped through her torso. She was screaming as blood gurgled out of her and all over us, it was so damn sexy, Master is such a filthy pervert! Once she was dead and gone, he began eating her limbs, starting with her tiny nipples! He chews on those like they’re bubblegum, hehe. According to him, red heads tend to taste better than others, there is just something so very sweet and irresistible about them! I indulged with Master in our young, freshly prepped treat!

Playing Both Sides And Loving It Part 1

Mutilation phone sexI love being beaten, tortured, mutilated, drugged, raped, and hopefully put to death someday. But the other night when I was making myself vulnerable by walking around in a bad neighborhood. Wearing a short skirt, with no panties. A low cut shirt, with no bra. And three inch black heels. I walked into a bar and ordered myself a drink. I went over to booth and sat down. I started to sip my drink Vodka tonic. I saw that there was this guy staring at me. I did recognize him from the neighborhood walking around as I do. I picked up on the vibe he has very nasty thoughts. They we were making eye contact I could read his every kinky dirty little thought. He walked over to me and sat down. He said that he recognized me as one of the druggy whores you give it away for free. I giggled at his words. Taking my foot and rubbing up against his leg. And biting on my lip. He leaned in and uttered the words if you come with me I will give you what you want and more you piece of shit garbage. These words going straight to my soaking cunt. I will follow I whispered in a lustful voice. I had no idea what he meant but I did not care. I was not sure what was ahead for the evening but I could tell it would be painful and satisfying all at once. I followed him to his apartment. When we got inside there was a young girl all ready, with her wrists cuffed. She was doped up on something the needle was still hanging out of her arm. He threw me to the ground and said in a very harsh voice. “You are gonna help me to fuck, torture and mutilate her. Then help me to snuff her ass right out. Then I am gonna turn on you and do all the same to you. So what you want done to you, you better do to her cunt hag.” This blog is getting kinda long so I think I will break it up into different parts. Look for part two. Cannot wait to share with you.

Shouldn’t have lied

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The room is a gray, dull and depressing. Water is leaking from rusty pipes and there are bugs everywhere. There is a flickering fluorescent light in the corner barely lighting anything except the dirty surgical instruments on the counter and wall. Dried blood was everywhere, and it was beginning to smell. The musty smell mingling with the rotting blood was enough to make you vomit. Looking around the room I notice a figure in the corner, squirming like he is trying to get my attention. He has a piece of duct tape over his mouth and a noose around his neck preventing him from making sounds. I walk over to him slowly, I have no idea what is around me or on the floor until I am right over it because of the darkness.
I reach the guy, he’s hanging by his wrists and hands, and it looks as if he is trying to hold himself up with his hands… I think the noose will tighten if he lets go. There is blood coming from where his hands are gripping the rope. I hear footsteps and run to take my place kneeling at the door, head down. The huge steel door creaks open, and He enters with a heavy duty apron on, big long rubber gloves almost up to his shoulders and galoshes. I wasn’t going to question why he was dressed in such heavy protection. He patted me on the head and walked over to the hanging man. I took my place in my cage and watched. And then I realized why he had on what he did. He approached the man, picked up to rods with sponges on the end. He turned something on that started to buzz louder and louder. He turned to the man and put the sponges on his cock, he jerked trying to get away, trying to scream. There wasn’t much he could do but try, He had him tied up and gagged tightly and well. He put the rods down and picked up a large syringe, it looked clear and empty but the plunger was all the way up. He jammed it into the guy’s cock and pushed the fluid into the hanging man, he jerked and squirmed after the needle was out and I watched his cock get huge and really fucked up looking. He turned to me with the needle still in hand and said “A little expanding foam and he has that monster cock he bragged about.” He turns to the guy and says “That will be the last time you lie to anyone about your cock, you sissy loser.”
Later on, He told me that he had been looking for some guy guy fun and this guy sent him fake pictures of a cock he didn’t have. Probably not a good idea.

Murder phone sex Fantasies with Dusty

As soon as I found out my niece was dealing with an controlling and abusive boyfriend I was enraged. The first thing that came to mind were some murder phone sex fantasies. All I could do was plot this fuckers demise as I hear about how has treated my sweet niece. Having come up with a really good idea I asked my niece and her boyfriend to come by for Dinner.

I got the two here and drugged the losers drink to just sorta make him a bit more intoxicated than normal and certainly more submissive. Had my niece assist me in gathering some items we stored nearby where this demise would take place. We sat on either side of him and started getting flirty and touchy with him. As my niece was going down on his dick I got him preoccupied with my tits. This dude thought he was in heaven! Well, that is until we were sure he was plenty turned on and relaxed.

I grabbed my strap-on out and one for my niece after we bound his arms in back of him. We told him we had a fun game in mind and got him upstairs on the bed. His cock was so hard at this point and we took turns fantasy raping his ass until he was really getting droned out and enjoying it… I thrust my cock in his ass as my niece thrust hers in his mouth. We forcibly fucked him and as he was wanting to blurt out orders I punched him square in the nose s I kneed his crotch. He was really trying to fight us and make a lot of noise so we practiced some deprivation therapy throwing a heavy dark sack over his head and tied a rope around it and his neck. I proceeded to take it further and grabbed a knife for gutting prey and started cutting his penis and ball sack off. There was so much blood and oops! I failed to properly stop the bleeding and well… that was the end of him… so glad my friends own a crematory.

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Snuff Sex, Dead Sex

snuff sexSnuff sex was not what I signed up for when I answered an ad on Craig’s List for an underground porn movie. The ad called for a red headed MILF for a gang bang film. The producers wanted an amateur and someone who could take a good ass fucking. That ad was written for me. I did a few lines of coke and showed up at this creepy as fuck abandoned warehouse that was being used for the set. I met the crew. It looked so legitimate, but I am a stupid, drugged out slut. My reality is skewed. They gave me some pills to relax me. I was pretty relaxed, well, I wasn’t feeling any pain from the coke. When the pills kicked in, I felt no pain. That did not last long however. The crew wasn’t a crew. They were sadistic fucks who wanted to make a real life snuff porn. They wanted to kill a bitch. That bitch was me. As I was getting fucked in the ass, I was getting beaten and strangled too. Cocks were replaced in my ass with broken wine bottles. I was being savagely stabbed and cut as they fucked me. I was screaming for help, but I knew it was futile. I started gagging on blood. They cut up my “pretty face” saying a “a whore isn’t pretty.” They were on acid or something because they were going Charles Manson on me. At one point, I just laid there, lost in the pain. Praying for a quick death. The torture was the most I have endured ever. There was no more ever for me. I started feeling cold. Light turned dark before my eyes. They’re voices became faint. I felt a cut across my throat and then I saw a light. I laid their bleeding out, dying, while they laughed and came. Would you enjoy yourself as you killed me. I hope so.