
I woke up to the smell of smoke and the sound of crackling wood. I opened my eyes and my bed was encircled in fire. I screamed and bolted through the flames. I was sleeping in the buff and luckily there was nothing to catch fire, but my skin was burnt. I started making my way to the front door, blinded by the smoke. I suddenly came face to face with a firefighter, and my naked body was expertly thrown over his shoulder. I was taken out into the cold. The firefighter who’d saved me took me into the ambulance and left me to fight the fire. I looked up at the paramedic, who was probably in her twenties, black haired and gorgeous. She asked my stats and asked how I was feeling. Honestly? I was terrified and that got me so hot I reached up her scrub top and she tensed at my touch. she relaxed and returned the favor, and I sat up and kissed her. She bit my lip and forced me back onto the stretcher. She straddled me and ground her pussy into mine. My pussy was dripping wet and she felt it, finding that the perfect time to take off her pants and sat on my face. We 69’d and we came together, covering ourselves in sweet pussy juices. She laughed as she put her clothes back on and covered me in a blanket. “What’s your name, anyway?” she asked me.
“Marley” i chuckled “what’s yours?”
“Ivy” she looked into my eyes as she pulled out the defibrillator. “And, ‘Marley’, you little cunt, I started this fire. And that’s just the beginning of your worries”
My jaw dropped to the floor and the last thing I heard was “Clear”
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We didn’t start the fire
The Making of a Teen Rape Porn
She looked so sweet when I saw her cry. Very yummy indeed. Her chest heaving with each raspy breath. The ropes were nice and tight, I can say if I am good at anything it is tying knots. I brought in her young one and she almost came unglued. Angry muffled sounds behind that tape across her mouth. A swift blow of my baseball bat cured her anger. At least the little one was calm. But not for long. I laid her down in the middle of the room and chained her to the rings on the concrete floor. Drain under her mid section. Starting with her pretty little face I stated to carve and peel. The blood was amazing. The more she cried the more blood there was. Mommy almost passed out from the blow to her head and emotional ordeal. When my carving was done I turned to my sad little mommy and painted her in her daughters blood. What a wonderful way to spend your daughter’s birthday, helping her make a snuff teen rape porn. I turned and pulled out the hammer and nails.
Broken
Being your fuckslave has been the best experience I have ever had. I know you have been using less and less drugs on me to keep me under control. The mindfuck you are laying on me is doing everything you planned. I am a filthy, worthless, dirty slut. I am nothing without a man like you. I cannot imagine ever having said that before being beaten down and taken by you. I used to think I was pretty, and now that seems a distant and ridiculous memory. Or was it all just a dream? I can’t even figure it out.

Laying on the dirt floor, tied to the pipes in your basement, all I think about is you. I used to get cold and weak, but now my pussy just throbs and I sweat all the time imagining your cruel hands and the pain they have inflicted on my body. The knives and needles puncturing my breasts, burning your superiority into my mind forever. You are the King and I am useless. Left here as your little fuckdoll. But there is no where else I want to be.
I see you coming towards me, my eyes trying to focus, and I see the point of your boot as you pull it back and then kick me right in the stomach. The pain makes me gag and cough, knocks the wind out of me. That’s when you grab me by the hair and make me look in your eyes. I try to focus, and then there you are. Those piercing eyes looking right through me. Nothing behind them. You tell me I am a piece of shit. I know you’re right. Then you unzip your jeans and shove your cock in my mouth. It tastes so good, and you have me so hungry, I just want to suck the sweet cum out of it. Please give it to me, my King.
Unwanted Extras
I am a firm believer in only buying and having what you absolutely need in your life, everything else is a waste. One thing that I do not need in my life are the testicles of any man. Why would I ever need them? I do not want offspring, could you imagine? HA! I do not have sex unless there is some degree of pain involved and then the act is about Me, not him, so again, they are not needed. They are just unwanted extras. Things to be eradicated from My life and sight.
I think it is one of My most important tasks that I have been put on this earth to do. Just think of how freeing it would be for you to not have to worry about getting someone pregnant, or having sex at all for that matter. I also love to take the hands on approach to omitting them from your body. Of course there are surgical procedures, anesthesia, or even numbing creams, to Me none of them are necessary.
For Me using My very own teeth, jaw pressure, with just a touch of sharpened finger nails add just that right personal touch. I am sure it will be beyond painful for you, which is a good thing. For Me it will be pure joy as I thrash My head side to side with your thin skin ripping from beneath your cock to release the treasure that I am after. And who wouldn’t want My mouth near their cocks? Even if it is to castrate you in one of the most terrifying way possible.
My Favorite Trophy
When the old lobotomy tools came up for sale on the auction block I knew I had to have them. From the moment I saw them my cunt started getting wet. With each bid I made I could feel my panties filling up with thick juice . My heart began to race as he tried to out bid me but I wasn’t going to let that happen, not a chance in hell. I had some one waiting for me at home that would be the perfect victim for me to use these old tools on. As soon as I won the bid I had an explosive orgasm on the spot. I know the gentleman next to me knew what happened. My breathing was heavy, my face was flushed and you could smell the cum. He just looked at me and smiled. It seemed like it took forever for the auction to be over so that I could collect my prize and be on my way. I took out the silver metal hammer and rubbed it on my cunt all the way home, making myself cum again. Going to the basement with my prize in my hand I unshakable that little bitch and strapped her to the table, wrists first, then legs, then the strap around her head. Getting undressed I took out the metal implements and rubbed them on my nipples and cunt before beginning the procedure. Placing the pointed metal pick on her eye I began hammering up and into her brain. I was careful to go slowly so that I would hit the right spot and to cause her as much pain as possible. When I finally hammered the pick as far in as it would go I had another orgasm, the hardest one yet. I left her there and went to bed. To my surprise she was still alive in the morning. so I covered her with peanut butter and release my hungry rats to feast on her flesh. I keep her skull with the pick still in it just as it was the night I used it. Each time I look at it I cum again. It is my favorite trophy. 

Using Me The Right Way
I enjoy being the victim. Some girls cry, or scream, or plead. The only pleading from me you will hear is for you to wreck me harder. I want the most Sadistic sons of bitches using me. The more abused the better, the more degraded I am the more I want to my pussy and body to be ruined…until next time that is.
This is why I enjoy playing with Venus. She knows how to fuck a girl up in all the right ways. She asked me if I had any self pics that she could show someone because they wanted someone new who know how to take a beating and not be a big pussy about it. I sent her a few and within minutes my phone was ringing. She explained that I was to listen to her and if I didn’t then she would never play with me again. I told her I completely understood.
It wasn’t long until she was directing his every move. His words and actions would send a lesser bitch running. Not me. I love being a fuck rag. I loved every single thing that was done. By the end of our time together my pussy was hurting in the best way possible. My ass would be open for a long time, and my tits would soon show the signs of welts and deep bruising. All in all it was fun for all.
The best part is that Venus told me that she would be using me again because I pleased her. I cannot wait until I hear her sexy voice instructing my abuser what to do once again. My pussy is leaking just thinking about it.
Sadistic phone sex with Morticia
It was a night of celebration. A night used to make sacrifices to our lord. The king of darkness. We wanted him to be happy and to come celebrate with us. We had two whores who haven’t even hit puberty yet. We dressed them in the see through black cloaks, nothing on underneath them. We started out by feasting on the wildlife around us. We then started our ritual for sacrifice. We spread open their young bald cunts and started rubbing their clits in-front of the roaring fire. We were pouring wine off each others bodies. Touching and pleasing each others body’s. Finally we started seeing our master appear within the fire. We started cutting the whore’s wrists and spraying the blood over the fire. We then turned our attention to the male sacrifices. We sucked their cocks and pushed in a iv needle. We took some of the virgins blood into their balls. Then we laid down with the men and breed with the virgin blood that is tainted with our lords seed. Next we will wait and see if we get pregnant with our dark lords seed.
Nasty Snuff Porn Teen Toni LOVES to Torture Young Victims
A lot of snuff porn teens are faking it, but I’m the real thing. With me, it’s not just a morbid curiosity-it’s a legitimate fetish. Seeing the gore, tasting the blood, and hearing the screams is what I live for. Honestly I can’t cum at all now without some form of violence being involved.
What I really like to do is go out and find a nice, young play thing. Doesn’t matter to me whether their a boy or a girl, all that matters is that they’re helpless and alone. Once I have them I just take them back to whoever I’m fucking that day and then together we decide our victims fate.
My victims rarely live so I’ll never get caught. Even when they do live, there isn’t much left to them at all. Either their brains are too damaged or they’re too traumatized to talk, but even so I don’t take unnecessary chances. If I know ahead of time that I want to let them live I make sure that my accomplice and I both wear masks or disguises of some sort. I’ve worn blonde wigs, sunglasses, and things as cliche as black ski masks to protect my identity.
Don’t think for a second that I let them live because I’m merciful either. I don’t! The only reason I let those stupid bitches live is so they can suffer more. For them dying would be too easy, the real torture would be having to continue their worthless, pathetic lives in the state I left them in.
Gangbang Rape Porn Addiction
Gangbang rape porn addiction gets me in trouble all the time. It’s jaded me the way I like getting the shit beat out of me by a gang of men. Yes, getting scared to near fucking death will guarantee wet panties. It’s something i can’t get past and I doubt I could ever orgasm during plain fucking vanilla sex. Gimme danger and make me scream if you wanna make me cream.
So, once a guy in my gang caught wind of my filthy secret and decided to take it upon himself to run his mouth to the rest of the gang… Well I failed to mention that when I am causing the violence, pain and bloodshed my pussy gushes and I need to grab the biggest baddest man in the vicinity and tell him to fuck me hard and give it to me now.
The very night this dude ran his mouth I got him hammered and he thought he was going to grab a piece of my ass and would get a chance to beat the shit outta me. Well, he was greatly mistaken. Outfitted with some talon clawed steel knuckles I came up behind his drunk ass tapped him on the shoulder, and upon his turning around clocked him square in the face then let the claws out and ripped at his chest. I was kicking the crap outta him as someone grabbed my shoulder and nearly got a face full but he was huge.
Stunned and fucking horney I was in a haze of rage and hormones as this guy grabbed my arms and another large 6’4″ frame grabbed my feet. These monsters carried me to a van and I had no fucking idea who these guys were and where the hell were they taking me. The van stops the door swings open as the two huge forms were standing over me again. I was hauled out and carried into some Industrial park warehouse unit. Upon entering I see there are like eight more of these giants. They all had their dicks out and they were massive I was laid down on this mattress and stripped.
Well you probably know what happened next…
Random Acts Of Kindness… Right…
I saw the biggest and fattest bitch today. I mean damn! She would make a rhino feel skinny. Any way Big Daddy told me he wasn’t working today. Something about Random Acts of Kindness day bullshit. This nigga ain’t nice what the fuck is he gonna do? Help a old bitch across the street?
Anyway I realized if Big Daddy was gonna be nice today then I will be nice too. But then I saw that cow and I just got so angry. How the fuck can one person get so god damn big? Anyway Fatty was going to be my act of kindness. She was riding around in her scooter that her fat piled over and she could barley squeeze herself out of her door. I fallowed her to the dumpster and offered to help her. This bitch was out of breath riding in a scooter.
Anyway I fallowed her back into her house and one we were there I turned off her scooter. HAHAHA. I grabbed her fat arm and jiggled it. I told her she needed to go on a diet. All I heard was her blah blah blah. I ran to my place and grabbed some diet pills. Well they weren’t diet pills but laxatives. I figured it would be kind to help her lose weight. Even if I had to make her shit herself to death she would have lost some weight.
Well while I was shoving these pills down this fat cunts throat I noticed one of those Electric knives… I giggled with pleasure as my pussy got wet. I grabbed it and started getting closer and closer to the fat whore. She tried to get away but she just flipped her chair over on her big fat leg. She couldn’t get it off herself. I kept laughing. I told her that If I cut a little off the sides of her legs she would be able to move. But then her top half would look funny too. I started hacking and cutting off pieces of her arm fat, watching it jiggle against the blades. Then the damn knife stopped. It got jammed with all her fat . Ugh this bitch smelled like death and she wasn’t even dead yet. She did however lose about 20 pounds.. I was proud of the random act of kindness I did today. I wonder what Big Daddy did.


























