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Mutilation Phone Sex Never Scares Me Away

mutilation phone sexMutilation phone sex never bothers me. My asshole takes a beating and keeps on ticking. Everyone knows what my stepson has done to my asshole. But he is not the only one. Perhaps, he started a trend. Some snuff maker caught my live stream with my boy and made me a sweet deal. He needed an old used up whore with a used-up asshole for a movie he wanted to make.

And when I heard what he wanted to pay me, I did not process the details. His money would be the highest payout anyone had ever offered me for a snuff flick. Even a well-respected ass rape porn star does not make that much for a hardcore anal sex video. But I needed the money desperately. Food and gas are not the only things inflation has affected. Coke has skyrocketed too.

So, a couple grand would get me a lot of coke. And I always want and need a lot of coke. I showed up Sunday at the studio ready to make my medicine money. And boy did I earn it too. I guess I missed the part about a large gang bang. The director let me do some lines of coke first and in between takes. Over 100 men fucked my ass. My prolapsed ass got a workout. The director took a page from my son’s online videos with me and put a zip tie around my prolapsed asshole.

My Son Started a Trend: Everyone Wants to Fuck My Prolapsed Asshole

And those men sodomized me with my asshole on the outside of my ass. It looked like a big turkey waddle. Some of the men punched it before fucking it.  I saw a young girl midway through my gangbang rape porn and I thought I was hallucinating. But she was not my costar. And she was real. The director hired me a cleanup girl for when my prolapsed asshole got too messy to fuck. She sucked on my prolapse like it was a Popsicle.

And I liked it. Never experienced that before. But I will gladly let a young girl suck the cum out of my used up prolapsed asshole anytime. I survived the assignment. And I learned I enjoy a young girl cleaning up my messy asshole.

Beg for Torture Sex You Will Get More Than You Bargined For

torture sexHe begged for torture sex. And you never need to beg me to hurt a bitch. It is my pleasure to carve a guy or a woman or even a brat up like a Thanksgiving turkey. Todd met me online. I have a handle called Dark Angel on the Dark net. I am a dark angel of death. Pain and torture too. Cock and ball torture excites me. I make a decent living at it too. But some days, I feel generous and do it for free.

Todd experienced an almost free castration. He hired me to torture him. We agreed I could mutilate his body if I left his cock and balls alone. For some reason he seemed proud of his junk. But to me it was nothing impressive at all. And I would have abided by his rules if he had not seemed so proud of a worthless dick.

What is the obsession with your junk? I mean I know men beat off a lot. Even when they have a woman in their lives. But to hold so much value in something worthless just begs for castration phone sex if you ask me. So, after I tied Todd up and cut his flesh up, I decided to cut off his balls. I told him it was a free add on for being such a small dick wonder. If his dick measured 4-inches, I would have been surprised.

If You Want Me to Torture You, Consider Me Ready

I put a ball gag in his mouth, so I did hot need to hear him bitch about his precious dick and balls. I promised him no woman thought his dick was the Holy Grail of cocks. And I took the balls off slowly with a razor blade to prolong his agony. Once I had one nut removed, I used that severed ball as the gag in his mouth. What can I say? I am a sadist.  It brought me pleasure to see him choking on his ball. Since they appeared small like his dick, when I cut the other nut off, I put that in his mouth too.

Although I thought about taking his worthless dick too, leaving it will be a constant reminder that he is no man. He is just lucky I did not make him a snuff porn star. But I took the wind out of his sails. He will never beat off or fuck again. And he will never procreate. And that is a win for everyone.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies, An Addiction of My Homicidal Mind

Homicide is a fixation and Murder Phone Sex Fantasies are perfect to play out this. As a tender young little demon I was torturing and killing things.

Honestly, I liked making my dollies all bloody and dismembering them. In these early years I even learned to make nooses. And with these I would hang my dolls. Then I  would stab them and use red paint for blood.

One time I was fascinated with blood and I took a razor blade to a boy at school. I slit a tiny mark on the back of his neck. He sat in front of me and I wanted to play with some blood. The fucking brat screamed and cried. Due to his scene I was taken from the classroom.

Fast forward now, I am so intrigued by how much a body bleeds out. Gaining a  love of stabbing little brats and their mommies. I like to compare how their bodies bleed out.

In fact I have gone so far as to even go shopping at Hunting stores to buy all kinds of tools to process the hunt. Only the hunt is human for me.

Once I get the blood collected I love to just bath in it. Like Bathory. A bloodbath is so delicious and rejuvenating.

Finally I will often pour a couple of bottles of champagne or spumante in my blood. This is to keep the blood from coagulating too quickly. And lets face it I love a little efflorescence in my blood bath.

You see It’s my version of a bath bomb.

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Ass Rape Porn Star Trades Her Asshole for Coke

ass rape pornI am known for my ass rape porn movies. Call me little anal Annie. In fact, I did a whole series of videos under that pseudonym. I dressed up like little orphan Annie, and men fucked my ass. That was back before I got married and started a family. And I had just turned 18 and needed money. Never went to college like my brother did. But I had a healthy addiction to coke before I could even legally vote. And I found that the seedy underground of snuff films paid well. Enough to support my habit.

Now, I am married with a family. And I work too. However the more money I have, the more coke I do. So, I always want money. But my husband keeps me on a short leash financially. He knows about my habit. But he has no clue about all the dirty, disgusting things that I have done to have money for coke. And last night, I answered another snuff porn ad looking for a Ginger cunt for a hardcore anal film. My ass felt up for the challenge.

I got the job, but I did need to fuck the director for the part since he wanted to go in a younger direction. I just had to show him how desperate I was for the part of the anal whore. His movie involved anal fisting. It was a sick girl on girl flick. Many men love to watch a younger woman dominate an old whore like me. Although I am not that old, my ass and cunt show a lot of wear and tear from all the hardcore porn I’ve made.

Call Me Little Anal Annie. I Enjoy Rough Anal Sex

The director let me do a line of coke before the fisting started. My costar enjoyed abusing my ass too. You could tell she enjoys being a sadist. She left her big rings on her fingers and did not use the lube that the director provided. She turned my rosebud into raw hamburger meat. Prolapsed my ass worse than anyone else. Well, maybe not as bad as my stepson, but my ass took a beating with her fists. At one point, she double pumped her fists in my asshole.

But we made a successful film. And I got paid. Took my sore ass straight to my dealer and paid for a huge bag of coke. The life of a taboo phone sex whore is never boring.

Mutilation phone sex for the Lolita Hitchhiker

Mutilation phone sexMutilation phone sex does make my cunny drip and ache to be fucked so hard after we fuck up some young tight hitchhiker. My heart flutters and I get fixated on her every move! Especially as I watch the young girl’s eyes widen in terror, her big brown eyes pleading for mercy. I can’t help but chuckle and whisper, “You just want it so bad, don’t you? You want to feel my big daddies, thick cock filling up your tight, fresh baby-smooth hole.”

Mutilation phone sex for the Lolita Hitchhiker

I roughly strip her down, running my fingers over her soft skin, tracing the curves of her cunny in her panties. Her eyes plead to help, as though I would ever!   She reaches up to hit me, but I grab her wrist, twisting it behind her back until I hear a crack. “You’re not ready yet,” I growl. “First, we need to prepare your body with Big daddy’s cat-nine-tails coming.”

Torture sex is bloody! 

With a swift, precise motion, I cut away her underwear, revealing her engorged little fat sex.  Swashing through the air before either of us can react is the whip, and she screams as flesh is torn away. “Hit her in the tits and face, daddy!” I scream, unable to contain myself. “Slash her up like Hamburger!”  I watch in satisfaction as the whip tears her skin and her body writhes in agony. This is going to be a long night of Torture sex!

Never Enough Time for all the Snuff Phone Sex Folks Deserve

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex, I could do all day long. Fuck. I can do it in my sleep. My mind gets full of vengeful thoughts and plots to rid the world of useless folks. And let me tell you there are some many useless folks in this world. Think about it. If we could kill off the annoying fucks, tiny dick losers, stupid politicians, whiney spoiled brats, and dipshits in this world, wouldn’t that be the only way to make America great again, LOL?

My tolerance for people appears less and less each year. I get older and just do not have the same threshold for stupidity I once had. Although, my tolerance for stupid fucks never seemed high, LOL. When I went to the grocery store, some yuppie looking white guy in a Rolex thought he could cut through a line of folks waiting patiently to check out. He thought he was special because he was white, male and rich. Nothing special to me. No man is.

I watched him be rude to everyone in line and the check out girl. So, I followed him. Of course he got into an Italian sports car. He screamed small dick energy. And that’s when I fantasized about giving him cock and ball torture sex. But my fantasies never stay fantasies for long. That self-entitled prick needed me to put him in his place. And I did.

I Enjoy Taking Away a Man’s Small Dick Energy

I followed him for a few days. Learned his habits and saw that he was more of a tool than I could have imagined. He was easy to capture. He likes to party. So, I lured him with coke. But I cut it with a little fentanyl. Not much. Just enough to paralyze his body so I could castrate him and ruin sex for him. Castration takes the wind out of a blowhard quickly. But I did not castrate him slowly. Where is the fun in that?

Nothing slow with me. Not when it comes to castration phone sex. I carved up his worthless junk slowly. Although I wanted to kill this tool because the world would be much better without him, I also wanted to neuter the prick. Turn him into shell of his former self.

Men hold too much value in their junk. And I am here to take the wind out of their sails. I deflated his balls first. Then I removed them. And not very neatly either. But the best part? I carved my name in his worthless limp cock. Now when he sees his even more worthless dick, he will always remember me. My guess though, more men will soon not forget me either. The world is full of tools and losers.

Knife Play Phone Sex Fantasy Dreams Of Rena

 Imagine this knife play phone sex fantasy of mineKnife play phone sex, I’m walking down a dark alley late at night when I spot a young couple strolling hand in hand. They look innocent enough, but that only makes them more appealing targets for me. As they approach, I step out from the shadows and force them into an abandoned warehouse nearby with the threat of a knife to their throats. Once inside, the man begs for mercy while his girlfriend whimpers in fear – it amuses me how easily people break under pressure like this.

I tie both of them up tightly using ropes and chains; their struggles are futile against my strength and expertise in restraint techniques learned during my time behind bars (smirks). Then comes the fun part – torturing each one separately before finally killing them off slowly over several days or even weeks if time permits (chuckles evilly). For starters, on camera naturally because nothing beats watching yourself enjoying another person’s pain later on…

First up is our brave boy who thinks he can protect his damsel-in-distress from harm. I start by cutting off his clothes piece by piece, reveling in the mix of humiliation and terror on his face as he’s exposed to me. Then comes the knife play – slicing into him here and there just enough to draw blood but not kill immediately; it heightens their senses while also making them more vulnerable for what comes next…

Next up is our scream queen who thinks she can escape this nightmare unscathed because “she’s a good person.” Oh how wrong she is! Her turn begins with some light bondage involving ropes around her wrists above her head so that when pulled taut they stretch out those delicate shoulders blades beautifully (smirks). As if that weren’t enough torment already,

I proceed to carve words onto various parts of her body using sharp objects like razor blades or box cutters – pain mixed with fear etched permanently onto perfect skin will be quite a sight once everything goes downhill from here

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Welcomed Here if You Play By My Rules

murder phone sex fantasiesIf you have murder phone sex fantasies you are in the right place. Well, you are in the right place if you want an accomplice. However, I will kill or castrate you if you attempt to make me your victim or your girlfriend. I am a sadistic woman. Not the typical woman you encounter on phone sex lines. I have zero interest in giving you the GFE experience. Nor do I have any interest in men attempting to tame or break me.

Yet no matter how clear I am that I am in charge and that I am not a GFE provider, men either try to snuff me or make me their girlfriend. So, either that want killed or castrated but are too weak to ask for it.  Or they are just plain stupid. But either way, I eat guys like that for breakfast and shit them out the next day. And this world seems full of self-entitled men who think they know what I need and want.

Men Need to Know Their Place with Me or Lose Their Cock and Balls

I need my space. And I want castration phone sex trophies. I can make America great again for women. How? Castration ensures two things that can truly improve America. One, castration ensures that a tool cannot procreate and make itty bitty tools. And it ensures that they will never try whatever bullshit they tried with me on another woman.

Perhaps, I am a bit of a collector and hunter too.  In my dungeon, I have a wall dedicated to jars of balls and dicks. And all impeccably labeled with the loser’s name, last known address and date of castration. Inside the jar, you will find the loser’s balls and perhaps cock too. Some men pissed me off so much, I took all their junk. However, cock and ball torture sex is a guarantee with me if you call me to be your accomplice and try to make me your victim or lover instead. Don’t say I did not warn you.

Snuff Sex And A Young Butchered Girl For Wicked Motives

He answered my ad on the Black Market classifieds. The Snuff Sex meat of your liking, I am your Huntress and butcher. With the arrangements made and the money in my account the fun was good to go.

Evidently this man had some super filthy desires after seeing his daughter mutilated and murdered in a college frat house Massacre. The image was vivid in his mind. He had a picture from the scene.

His young teen daughter was in the wrong place. At the wrong time. She snuck out and ended up used to her demise. And this man was was her step-daddy and he had always wanted to take her sweet young pussy.

Obviously, Hectar needed some prey I bring to him to match her body type and hair color. And for me, That’s easy. I found the perfect little slut. She was drugged up as per his wishes and tied to a bed.

Once my client came into the room, and he had his way with her. At this time I just watched as he checked over her young sweet little pale body. Soon he was taking his dick out and a shotgun. Snuff sex is so exciting.

Finally, As he held the gun to her head he shoved his p-daddy cock inside her virginal cunt. Then after a few thrusts he blew his load and blew her brains out. The mess was glorious.

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Mutilation phone sex sends shocks down my spine!

Mutilation phone sexMutilation phone sex sends shocks down my spine! When my Master pimps me out I am used for some really freaky torture. I am chained and gagged, sometimes I just hang there for hours. It is so scary because everyone wears a mask and I never know if I will be the next to go. So that is why I do everything my Master says and if he says I’m going to be tortured for days then thats what will happen. I know better than to give any back talk, the mouthy ones are always the first to go. And my Master’s friends are very scary. These dangerous guys stick electrified needles into my pussy lips. 

I have made countless Snuff movies to make the big bucks for my Master, he says I’m gonna be a star and that would be a nightmare come true! He is my director and the last time we made a movie,  he said, grabbing my head and forcing me to look directly into the camera lens. ‘You know what to do.’ And just like that, he brutally shoved his massive, throbbing cock down my throat. I could feel every inch of it, stretching my mouth and throat until it touched the back. The pain was heavenly. My Master started to fuck my mouth like it was nobody’s business. And the switch for those electrified needles turned on and I was electrocuted

I felt like the bride of Frankenstein coming to life. My whole body jolted and lifted into the air. It was a violent shock wave that burned every nerve ending in my body.  Then a group of my Masters friends came into the shot with their hard cocks, ready to fuck. They took turns fucking me in every possible way: in my pussy, ass, mouth, even up my tight, little pussy. I could feel their hot semen filling me up, marking me as their property. They came, one after the other, until not a single drop of cum was left on their monster cocks. If I wasn’t getting railed, I was electrocuted to the max! The camera captured it all, the humiliation, the degradation, the sheer, unadulterated pleasure. We can get real freaky with Taboo phone sex!