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Snuff sexI use to love taking control and punishing my victim’s . if you can even call them that we both know they enjoy it . But lately i find myself enjoying being punished . I mean there’s nothing like being all tied up waiting for you to do whatever the hell you want to do. We both know i love the pain . You should just give me a taste of what i deserve . I just want someone to take control and do anything they want to me . I am so bored ! i want you to punish me or even hamulate me . What will you do ? Do you want to leave me a bloody mess ? Or maybe what you want is to rape my tight little virgin ass . You could even cut off my arms and fry them up in front of me while forcing me to finger myself . We could eat my arms or legs together ! 

They’re Only Happy When I’m Screaming

Snuff PornI went out looking for some fun the other night dressed for trouble and I found it!

There was this really two hot guys that started flirting with me right away and I knew that they were exactly my type of man…the kind to make me cum like a whore and leave me limp on the floor!

So of course when they mentioned going to a private party, my tight little cock trap did her flip and I was ready and willing!

They were getting a little rough in the car, forcing their cocks down my throat and choking me while they skull fucked me, but I love a man that knows how to control a bitch so I was just getting more and more turned on!

By the time we got to this ‘party’, my clothes were turn, my neck was red from being choked and pinned down and my pussy was torn and wet and dripping with cum!

There were hundreds of men at this party and I was grabbed by the hair and drug across the floor as soon as I stepped in!

My clothes had been torn off long ago as they suspended my bruised naked body in the air, limbs pulled and stretched to the point of breaking while they ram fucked my ass, cunt and face with their hard cocks of steel!

But they were only happy when I was screaming!

Tearing my cunt with two massive cocks at a time was just a teaser!

Ripping the tender flesh of my tight ass with their ass rape porn meat was a warm up!

They wanted blood!

The cold steel of the blade they pressed against my hot stinging tits was a slight comfort…until the sliced off my nipples!

And my the bruised skin on my thighs was easily sliced by the snap of the leather whip!

Then I felt the knife slide deep inside my burning cunt!

Then men pissed on my cum covered ass while they chanted…Fuck the whore!

I felt the blade being thrusted deep inside what once was my sweet soft pussy!

Only twice.

 

 

Ass Rape Porn

ass rape pornI hate watching ass rape porn with men. They always get horny and start eying me up and down. I have this occasional fuck buddy I hook up. We fuck but mostly we get high together. He is not a dominant guy. It is an equal sort of thing. I hang with him because it is a nice break from all the rough sex with other men. That all changed the other night. I do not know what changed. He was a different man. Maybe it was the strand of weed he was toking. We put in this porno flick. It was a blonde girl getting ass fucked by several black men. Suddenly, he was on me. Not in a playful way. Not in a sweet way. He was just on top of me pinning me down to the ground. He ripped my clothes off and tried to force his dick inside my pussy. The problem was his dick was too small. I laughed. I do not know why I laughed. I know better. I fuck a lot of black guys. I am not like exclusive or anything. My laugh pissed him off in a way I have never seen him pissed off before. He smacked me across the face and rammed his fist up my cunt. He called me a nigger loving bimbo as he pumped his first in and out of my pussy, tearing my pussy open. I was crying in pain. I never saw this coming from my mild-mannered fuck party buddy. I was begging for forgiveness, but he did not care anymore. He grabbed the candle stick off the coffee table and jammed it in my ass. He sodomized me with a candle stick while fisting my cunt. If Clue were a torture sex game, I was playing it. It was a macabre game of violence and torture. I was supposed to be on a break from that, but such is the life of a taboo whore.

Domination Phone Sex for Money or Coke

domination phone sexI need domination phone sex. I am a slave. I am a submissive whore. I am just here for men to use. I hope that I may get some coke out of it, but that is not always the case. I was desperate for money. I could not trade my holes for coke. I had to hook on the street. Me. A suburban housewife with two teen sons and a lawyer husband on the street corners hooking with street urchins. I was clean and fresh looking. No needle tracks. No signs of a pimp beating the crap out of me. The guy that offered me $500 seemed nice. We went to his office because he is married, and it was too cold for the car. I knew it was not safe, but I owe a dealer a lot of money and he is at the break your bones or pay up stage. I was just getting money anyway I could without my husband knowing. My “John” stripped me naked and made me crawl around his office floor. He hurled insult after insult. When he reveled a hidden door, I got scared. It was a dungeon. One full of whips and chains and other BDSM equipment. He paddled me until my ass was raw. He told me he was married but needed an outlet for his violent phone sex fantasies. I tried explaining I was not a whore, but he said I was on a street corner hustling for money; therefore, I was a whore. After about an hour of spanking me raw, he brought his cock into the fun. He skull fucked me so hard I puked. He just laughed because that was what he was hoping for. His cock was big and thick, but I am a big dick sucker. It was the force and the hatefulness that made me puke. I passed out a few times, but he would just piss on me, revive me and do it all over again. He offered me a $1000 for 4 hours tomorrow. I was desperate. I agreed. I may not survive it though.

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Taboo Phone Sex Fantasy

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex fantasies are why I am here. You are not the only one with sick fantasies. I did not always have such perverted and fucked up fantasies, but decades of abuse and being some one’s bitch has changed my outlook on life. A few years ago, I happened upon a 90s movie called Boxing Helena. It has been masturbation fodder for me ever since. Do you know the movie? It is a strange movie about obsession. A man covets a woman so much, he dismembers her and keeps her in a box under his bed. She can never leave him with no limbs. Since seeing that movie, I have had torture sex fantasies about a man dismembering me. I want to be coveted so much that a man would go to such extremes to make sure I would never leave him. I think deep down inside I know no man would ever want me that much. No man would ever go to such measures for me, a blonde bimbo. They might, however, do it to hurt me. Think of me as your sex doll. You can fuck me when ever you want, any one of my three holes. You can take my arms and my legs, so I will never flee. I am yours forever, for better or worse. Kept right under your bed for whenever you need to use me.

Need a Partner for Teen Rape Porn

teen rape pornDo you like teen rape porn? Watching it is one thing. Making it is an entirely different ballpark. Sadly, I must make a lot of these movies solo. It is so much more fun with a partner in crime. You can do more damage to a hot teen slut with your cock than I can with a strap-on or a fist. Well, maybe not more damage, but you can certainly take care of the middle part, right? I had a cheerleader slut I slaughtered last night by myself. I am not saying I did not have a good time because I did. I just would have liked to see you fuck the light in her eyes away. You could tell she was a privileged twat. She kept saying things like, “My daddy will kill you if you hurt me.” And “I’m the head cheerleader.” She is the headless cheerleader now. Stupid cunt. She was feisty. I should have sold her to my friend who is in the underground sex slave world. Instead, I had fun with her by myself. I should have tortured her longer too, but her mouth never stopped talking about daddy or how special she was. I wished you were there to explore those violent rape phone sex fantasies of yours. I mean this bitch deserved cock in all her tight teen holes. She was a fucking virgin. Dressed like a slut at the mall. A fucking cheerleader too. But I popped that cherry with my strapon. Made her suck her virgin blood off my fake cock too. She never shut up. Even as I was gagging the twat with my bloody strapon she kept talking about daddy. Well, daddy could not save her from me. I used my hatchet to behead her so she would shut the fuck up about daddy. Boy did that make a mess. I kicked her head outside in the snow. This morning it was gone. Eaten by wild animals. Snuff porn is better with an accomplice. I killed the pretty white teen cheerleader. I tortured her. I fucked her. But having you there to fuck her would have been such a more satisfying kill for me.

Gangbang Rape Porn Attraction

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It was a dark web attraction to the Gangbang rape porn advertisement. I was the perfect fit for their fantasy role. I was a beautiful blond with fake tits and cock sucking lips. It was as though I was the poster girl for their vision. I was elated and delighted with how perfect the role was for me. I enjoyed getting coked up and snuffed out on set. The guys were all lined up throwing down some big wads of cash to get their turn. I was not spared by the last few that paid the most. They paid for a used up bimbo with holes ripped up and dripping with bloodied cum. It was magnificent the level of pain they asserted on me. I was taken to such a high and the IV of heroin certainly made it so mother fucking pleasurable to be beat to death like they did. They expected me to die. I thought I was going to go out with this one and begged for more pain. But I survived and awoke in the Hospital yet again the morphine surging through me and me begging the orderly to fuck me.

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies

killer phone sexI hope you have killer phone sex fantasies. I was born to die. I watched the Hostel movies last night. I was working and snowed in anyway. With the virus still looming, none of my fetish clubs were open. So, I had a horror festival at home. The Hostel movies make my cunt wet. I masturbated all night thinking of being kidnapped and given to men who would sell me to the highest bidder for depraved torture. I know most girls my age would never want to be ravaged and destroyed physically but I am not like most women. I have deep dark fantasies about torture sex. In this one scene in the movie, a young Asian girl is getting mutilated. Her face disfigured, taking away her beauty. Folks were having limbs sawed off by chainsaws. A guy was gutted like a pig. And all of it made my pussy wet. When you kill me, promise me it will be violent and painful. I want to suffer the entire time. I want to be alive while my insides are in a pile on the floor between my legs. I know you want to do that to me too. I will scream, cry and beg for mercy, but I know you will show me none.

Snuff Sex Bitch

snuff sexI am a snuff sex bitch. That is clear in my bio and my blogs. Yet every fucking day I get some lovelorn loser calling me for a GFE call. Sometimes I get a lovelorn loser who thinks he can dominate me and call me names. Big mistake. I do not do love nor am I a bitch. I will never cater to some loser’s desires to dominate a dome either. I do not care if you are paying me. What you pay for is an annoyance tax. It is the fee I get just to have to hear your fucking annoying voice. I am not your whore. I am not your girlfriend. I am not your bitch. The moment you go in any one of those directions, the gloves come off and I come out swinging. I will aim straight for your worthless dick and balls too. I am not doing this job to connect or make friends or find love. I do this job for inspiration. Losers like the one I spoke to last night inspire me to castrate men, even kill them. I am at my best when pissed off because I do not take shit from anyone. If you call me, you can be my victim or my accomplice phone sex partner. There is no in between. There never will be any in between. I do not operate in the in-between gray area. You are my accomplice or my victim. I enjoy killing and torturing folks. I can torture or kill you or we can torture or kill someone else. If you are too stupid to be on a snuff site and not read a bio or a few blogs, your death is well deserved. I will take your balls first because that is just fun for me. Your death, however, will be slow and agonizing. So, are you my accomplice or my victim?

Turn Your Enemies Into Torture Dollies

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I had caught her out on the strip, and she had decided to serve me another attitude. I was tired of this little whore, so I lured her away with money, and showed her what it meant to have true power. The silver of my blade bit into her skin with a sickeningly sexy squirt of blood. My cunt was instantly soaked. The metallic tang hung in the air, mixed with the sweet musk of my pussy and the overwhelming, delicious stench of fear. This one had been begging for her life.

She had stood in the spotlight for too long, this sweet little treat. I looked down at my accomplice as he forced his massive cock into her cunt. The bitch was bawling, screaming. I slapped her hard across that slutty fucking mouth. Her little eyes widened and she shut the fuck up. He started to violate her, violently. It was turning me on so much to watch her, how scared she was. Maybe she should have learned when I warned her early on not to fuck with a sadistic, demonic bitch like me.

She was a wanna-be witchy bitch poo bear princess. Now, she was my little torture doll. He was getting ready to cum. I leaned down, and kissed her, forcing my tongue into her mouth. As he came, I slit her throat and he pumped into her dying cunt. I was getting soaked in her crimson rain. It only served to make my cunt drip more.

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