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Anal Torture Sex Live

torture sexI had to give him an anal torture sex show. It was not for drugs either. It was for my life. He turned the cam on that he had set up and made me perform like a circus freak. I was not happy. But there was a gun aimed at my head. He needed money and I was his cash cow, once again. My stepson is getting more and more aggressive with every encounter we have. I was not ready to perform. It was early in the morning. I was half asleep, and most importantly, I was sober. I had no coke, and my stepson was not offering me any. Turns out he had none either. Since I almost always am his cash cow for coke, I assumed today would be no different. When I told him I would not be his fuck doll for nothing, he pulled out his gun. He was desperate for money. He has a gambling problem. The kind of problem that results in broken legs and dead bodies when you do not pay up. His desperation scared me. Scared the shit out of me because I was positive that he would shoot me if I did not perform. I sucked it up and bounced on the biggest dildo I have ever seen. This was the kind of dildo that ruins asses, even the asses of ass rape porn stars. Once the viewers knew I could take that with a smile, they bid on larger and more painful items to insert in my ass from baseball bats to wine bottles and everything else that is not designed for the asshole. The more pain I was in, the more money that went into my stepson’s account. I was the only loser that day. I got my asshole ruined and I got zero coke. Now, I am trying to find some one who will fuck my prolapse back inside my ass and give me coke.

Roasting My Turkey

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He was whimpering when I ripped him out of his cage. I got me a Tom Turkey, a full five foot five! I’d been keeping him in my basement and fattening him up, but it was the day to roast him! I pulled him out and he followed me, crawling on all fours and I laid him on my examination table. There I slowly cut small slits in his skin, stuffing the holes with little balls of salted herbs. He cried, begged for mercy the entire time, but I wouldn’t be showing him a drop. I greased that little fatty up, my Tom Turkey, and then I bound his arms and legs behind him and secured him tightly to the spit. Yeah, I could have spit him and shoved the whole bar through him, but I love to watch them scream as I roast them alive.

Gangbang Rape Porn

gangbang rape pornIt was a gangbang rape porn night for me. My sons had a few friends over to watch the AMA awards. I felt really old as I knew almost known of the acts performing. I went upstairs to drink some wine and let the boys be. An hour or so later, I went down to bring them some snacks. I caught them by surprise. They were no longer watching the AMAs. They had on some rough porn. Like videos of a milf getting gang banged and used. I was trying not to get aroused. It was hot because these were teen boys watching a sexy red headed milf who could be me, be an ass rape porn star. When one of the older boys there saw me, he had a look in his eye that scared me. He lunged at me, and his friends followed suit. They pushed me against the wall and ripped the clothes off my body. My own sons were involved. They were egging their friends on. My own sons told their friends to fuck their mommy. My own sons sold me out to their friends to become popular. Those horny teen boys pushed me on the ground and took turns fucking me. High school boys force fucked me for hours. It was like they never went soft. They just stayed hard to fuck their friends’ mom. I was begging for help and mercy. The boys would slap my face and grab my tits. I cried out to my sons, but they just joined in. They were enjoying the fact that their friends were enjoying assaulting me. I do not know what hurt worse. The pain of about 15 cocks fucking my pussy and ass, or my sons’ betrayal. It was all more than even a taboo phone sex slut could handle.

Snuff Sex Love is Black, Black Like my Soul

I just really started to feel lonely with these fucking Holidays. I wanted a special love. Snuff sex is my way to get that special love. Driving around at night I search for my prey. I really enjoy the dark streets after bars and clubs close. It was hard last year. This year the lonely-hearts club get drunk and wander the streets like rats. That’s so perfect. I find my target. My favorite is to slowly follow him. When he is crossing the street, I accelerate. Just enough to bump him. I knock him down then get out. I wear my stilettos and press the heel into his groin. He gets a view of heaven while feeling the wrath of hell. My short leather skirt and no panties. Ripped stocking and stilettos. Quite the view of my shaved cunt. These men are lonely and horny. I tell them I love them and drag them into my trunk. Smiling and telling them how much I love them as I duct tape their mouth, eyes, wrists and ankles. Kissing them on the cheek before slamming the trunk.

My collection of worthless normal men is fun to torture. This is the perfect way to occupy my loneliness and boredom during these hideous family fucking shit shows. My family is crap, boring and non-existent. I cook for these guys and dress to the nines to serve them in their rooms. I serve them a special love. The balls of other men. Sautéed penis, tongue and sometimes even deep-fried anus. It’s a culinary art to cut pieces of these guys and serve them to one another. I cuddle them and explain that my love is all they will know and the color of my Love is Black. Black like my soul. You would do best to stumble in my path if your feeling hopeless these holidays.

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It is the Time for Cannibalism Phone Sex

cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex is popular this time of year. Many men want a special meal for the day. When he picked me up hitchhiking, he told me I looked good enough to eat. I thought it was a joke. You know just a silly saying. But he meant it. He planned on eating me. I was clueless about his plan until we were back at his farmhouse. He made an excuse about needing gas, and I was naïve enough to believe him. I came inside and got a creepy feeling. The farm smelled like death. There were pots on the stove brewing something sinister. I tried to flee, but he blocked me. He choked me until I passed out. I woke up bound and gagged. I had been stripped of all my clothes. My hair was covered in goop, which turned out to be something to strip my hair of dyes. My tongue and belly button rings were removed. He had cut out my saline bags too. I was in pain and scared for my life. What was happening to me? I asked him what his plan for me was, and he said I was going to be dinner for him and his family. He added that a bimbo like me was more useful in death than in life. I almost pissed myself. He started rubbing olive oil all over my body. He told me the key to a perfect meal was all in the seasoning. This guy was going to cook me alive and eat me. I saw the huge fire pit outside the door. He planned on roasting me over an open flame like I was a pig at a luau. I was bound tight. No way I was I was escaping until he shit me out the next day. Do you have taboo phone sex fantasies about eating human flesh? Now is the time to explore.

Bitchy Butcher Indigo

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She was dead on the kitchen floor before you even got home. I’d slipped inside under the guise of being the new maid, and I spent the afternoon watching your wife. She’s such a fat and sloppy pig, we both know why you hate her. She refuses to give you a blowjob, ignores all your romantic gestures, and won’t go the extra mile for you.

I went the extra mile for you baby. I wrote a love note on those pristine white walls in fifty shades of her blood. I hope you can read cursive. How did I kill her? Fucking slowly. Know I took her eyes and her tongue before I ever even got close to snuffing her out. A quick death is better than a nagging sow like her deserved. I made a new hole in her belly for you to fuck, but since you were away fucking your secretary she got cold.

It’s a good thing I have a hot hole for you right between my legs. Take her blood and use it as lube; fuck me in my asshole. I want to stare into her cold, dead face as you take me from behind and fill me with some thank you spunk. I’ll squat over her and shit it all out into her gaping maw. One last meal for a fat fucking pig. Then, it’s off to the butcher’s.

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Torture phone sex whore Stephanie

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I had the most freaky and evil, torture phone sex call last night. I got excited on the call and got a little carried away. I was babysitting and ended up in the room with the sleeping, little brat with a sharp knife and an evil daddy on the phone giving me instructions. First, he wanted me to raise my knife up above my head and drive it right down into the middle of her chest as she lay there sleeping. I let him listen while she woke up screaming and crying, begging me to stop. I fingered my wet cunt and then sat on her chest and grinded my hot pussy up and down the handle of that knife. I rode that handle like it was a hard dick. She was screaming the whole time, which made me so wet! I came so hard and squirted all over her.  Then I pulled it out and started stabbing her while he jerked his cock for me. The faster I stabbed that little bitch, the faster he stroked his hard dick for me. He wanted to hear that worthless, little slut scream and gurgle while I slit her throat but not until I made my evil whore pussy cum for him again. I finger fucked my evil cunt while I watched her bleed out.  When I was finished torturing the little bitch, I cleaned up and left her there for her stupid mother to find the next morning. That dumb bitch never even bothered with a reference check for her babysitter, so this is what she gets.

 

P Daddy Is Back For More

taboo phone sexDamn, you just can’t get enough can you. A fucking pervert and honestly, I love it. You have to go through your day pretending to be a fine upstanding citizen and I just sit here knowing you will be back to me tonight. Just like clockwork your sorry p ass comes to play. You want to play hard to get and tell me how you are so sorry and feel so bad and want to change your ways, but I know that is just an act. As you cry and beg and plead with me to believe you, I turn on some hot little one porn. You’re distracted and I laugh.

You almost stop telling me how you have changed as your pants start to pouch. Good god you fucking pervert. Why even bother with the act. You mumble a few words, incoherently but still trying to plead your case. I leave the room, basically disgusted with your denial. I return with an adorable cutie. Small, flat chested, bald pussy and nice bubble butt. Take your pants off babe, let’s show her what you got. The sound of the porn and her soft little giggles send you into your dark place. The place I like you to be. You instinctively reach for her, and I hand her to you. Then you face her towards you, lick her nipples and slide her down your raging hard-on.

Snuff Slut For Sale

Snuff Phone SexI was taken by a few men not too long ago and thrown into a dark van while being stripped down and used up. Several men and even women lived out their rape fantasies on my sweet body and tight cunt. I was covered in loads of cum, pussy juices, and my own blood before arriving at some facility where I was sprayed off, still naked, and put in lingerie! I was taken to a stage where someone got to buy me! I have been yanked away into another dark car and brought to a new home. I meet my new master with my hands tied behind my back and greet him with my mouth to his cock! He already loves me!

Snuff Phone Sex Castration With Chainsaw

Chainsaws are fun. What better tool than a chainsaw for messy Snuff Phone Sex castration? I love the idea. A little weasel of a man really helped me realize this fetish. It wasn’t a great day for me and he was pestering the Hell out of me. His demise is my pleasure.

I’m more than a sadistic. I am a fucking hacker. Yeah I know what I am doing behind the scenes. This weasel was annoying me so much that I grabbed my uncles chainsaw. Grabbed a can of oil and fuel each. And I tracked down the idiots ip address to his direct location. And surprise surprise! The idiot was a fucking neck beard type living in mommy’s basement. God damn this was so fucking cliché. 

Busting out laughing where I damned near pissed myself I went around back. Peering into the little basement windows I saw what I expected to see, a Loser. I did have to piss and squatted right over the window of what turned out to be grandmas house. I had the loser thinking it was raining as my piss tapped on the plastic cover. I picked up my chainsaw and picked the lock. Letting myself in I went straight for the basement. 

Loser was stunned with his filthy boxers and boner sticking straight out. Bye bye sucker! The rest is beautiful fucking History. He bled out so no lesson learned the hard way… hahahhahahahaha!

 

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