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Ass Rape Porn Punishment

ass rape pornAss rape porn is not just what I watch. I am often making it. My ass is the favorite fuck hole of many men I know, including my stepson. We have a love hate relationship. I love his coke and he hates me. He was out of town for a few days. I know where he hides his coke. I picked the lock and took just a little. It wouldn’t even be noticeable. I just needed a little pick me up until I could get a larger stash. My plan backfired because I didn’t know he had a nanny cam. He caught me when he wasn’t even in town. He texted me a video clip of me breaking into his lock box. I was preparing my self for revenge, but thought I had another week because he was out of town. He sent a proxy to punish me. His name was Dax and he was big and brooding. He tied me up in a rope swing he brought with him. As I was dangling from the swing, he set up his Ipad. My stepson was going to watch him anally torture me. As Dax fisted and fucked my asshole, my stepson moaned and masturbated like it was his cock that was the instrument of torture sex for my fuck holes. Dax violated me for hours until my asshole was on the outside on my ass. He took a zip tie and tortured me more. Then he left. Left me in the rope swing with my prolapsed asshole in a zip tie for my young sons to find. Another lesson learned the hard way.

Snuff Sex Date

snuff sexI was his snuff sex victim. That is what he told me as he tossed me down the stairs to his dungeon. I thought I was on a date, but I was on my deathbed. He had something vastly different planned for us than I did. He said I represented every woman who ever rejected him. I pleaded that I was not stuck up or self-entitled. I told him I was a submissive whore, but he didn’t believe me. He said no one who looks like me is submissive. He stripped me naked; he put a ball gag in my mouth; he tied me to some sort of fuck bench, and he forced his dick in my ass. His hands were around my throat squeezing tightly as he fucked me. He tore my ass up. He tore my pussy up. He didn’t just fuck me. He mutilated my boobs by cutting out my saline bags. He wanted to make me ugly. He cut my face and stabbed my pussy and ass too. He asked me how I liked being in his snuff porn victim. I told him I would rather already be dead. Then everything went dark.

Snuff phone sex

Snuff phone sex

I felt that I needed a nice adrenaline rush this morning. I woke up so fucking horny and my pussy dripping that wet and moist cream down my legs. I needed to cum hard and the only thing that gets me off is killing a bitch. I decided to take my pick with a nice blonde hair blue eyed beauty. I knew this time of morning I could find a jogger. That is easy prey. I spotted one jogging at the local park. I stopped and pretended to ask for directions. I grabbed the bitch by her hair and pulled her into the car. I hit her in the head with my pistol and knocked her out cold. I snatch all of her clothes off and shoved a knife up her pretty smooth pale colored cunt. I fucked her with that knife until she bleed to death. Then I sat on her dead face and rode her chin until I came so fucking hard. My sticky cum smeared all over her pretty pale face. That was the best nut ever!

I Love Kidnapping Phone Sex Calls

kidnapping phone sexI love a good kidnapping phone sex call. For me, kidnapping is super hot because I never know what will happen. Was I kidnapped to be sold as a sex slave? Was I snatched to be force fucked? Did a cannibal kidnap me so he could cook and eat me? Was I snatched to be killed? I had a hot kidnapping call last night. One that gave me wet dreams. I was snatched while hitchhiking on the highway. It was a woman who picked me up, so I felt safe. Her male accomplice was hiding in the back seat. He drugged me, while his wife drove me to an uncertain future. I woke up with my hands tied behind my back. I had been stripped naked. I was yanked out of the bed I was sleeping in while my drug induced stupor wore off. I had to kneel in front of the man who drugged me. He stood over me whipping me and smacking my tits. He pulled his cock out to skull fuck me. I was surprised how big his cock was. I started gagging and choking. He had his hand around my neck the entire time. Was he just exploring his rape phone sex fantasies or was he going to kill me? I tried to be an obedient sex slave. I knew my life depended on it. He ushered in some men who paid him to fuck me. I was doing all the work and he was taking all the profit. I let the men gang bang me. It was not like I had a choice. Not if I wanted to live. After the men had their jollies, I was auctioned off to the highest bidder for snuff. The other men who fucked me jacked off on my body as the highest bidder stabbed me to death. You just never know what will happen when you are kidnapped.

More Snuff Sex in 2020

snuff sexMore snuff sex for 2020? Hell, yes. Most of the snuff films on the Internet are lame and fake. I want to make the real thing. I want to kill more useless twats. What do you think? The world is full of Kardashians. Fake, dumb cunts who use men and contribute nothing to this world. We do not need any more stupid gold diggers.  I kicked off my New Year’s goals early this year. I snatched up a mall brat and slaughtered her last night. I filmed her, of course. I get off when young girls scream and bleed. All I need to make more snuff movies is you. I need a partner who will enjoy ridding this world of useless cunts. One who likes to kill and even forcefully fuck. I am talking about getting rid of them young before they turn into a Kardashian. You can spot them. Young mall rats cock teasing older men, being mean to other girls, milking men for free shit. Even when they are still schoolgirls you can tell they are going to grow up spoiled and self-entitled. Ready to have a murderous 2020 with me?

Snuff Sex Blonde

snuff sexHe said I looked like his next snuff sex victim. I though he was joking. I didn’t even know him. He couldn’t loathe me yet. I was mistaken. I represented every woman who ever rejected him. Blondes don’t like him. I could see why the ladies didn’t like him, but I know my place, so I didn’t say a word. He had me bound and gagged too, so I couldn’t really say anything. I was in his trunk like groceries. It seemed liked forever I was in there, but I could hear him talking to me. He was calling me names and telling me what he was going to do to me. I pissed in his trunk. I was scared. I felt the car pull over and the road got bumpy. We were on a gravel road I thought. When he opened the trunk, I saw that we were in the woods somewhere. He yanked me out of the trunk and stripped me naked. He then put a collar around my neck. I was naked outside, and it was cold. He saw that I was cold. For a moment, I thought he was going to give me his jacket. He just pulled his cock out of his pants instead and pissed on me. Once my tits were dripping with his golden nectar, he punched me. It was a sucker punch. I fell over and puked. He pushed my face into the gravel like I was a pup that peed on the carpet. He quickly yanked me up and chained me to the fence. He was making a snuff porn and I was the star. He joked about me dying from exposure. He cut me several times before leaving me for the wild animals to eat. All because I was blonde.

Ending the Year and My Life with Snuff Sex

snuff sexI was Christmas shopping at the mall. Snuff sex was not on my mind. But it was on his mind. As I walked to my car, I felt eyes on me. I am a hot woman. It happens. When I popped my trunk to store my bags, I felt a sharp prick in my neck. Some one drugged me with a needle. I went limp as everything went dark. I woke up tied to a bed with a gag in my mouth. Some guy I didn’t know was talking to me in a language I didn’t understand either. I struggled, testing how tightly I was bound. He saw me, said something, then burned my left nipple with his cigar. I felt a tear run down my face from the pain. He pulled his cock out and pissed on my tit where he burned me. He had this sinister look on his face. He liked inflicting pain. I saw him grab a knife and I pissed the bed I was tied to. He chopped off my tit. I screamed as loud as I could, but it was muffled. When he cut off my other boob, I passed out. He slapped me back awake. Looking at my defiled breasts made me sick. I puked but ended up swallowing it all back down. I wanted to die. I knew snuff porn was how I was going to end the year. I saw him pick up a bat inspired by The Walking Dead Lucille bat that Negan used to kill Glenn and Abraham. I saw him hold it over my head. I prayed for a quick death, but that didn’t happen. I laid there with my own brain matter sprayed over my face twitching while my killer stroked his cock. It seemed like an eternity until everything went dark.

Snuff Porn and Castration

snuff pornWhile most folks are watching Christmas movies, I am watching snuff porn. I am more murderous this time of year because I lack any holiday spirit and I hate people. Bah humbug. I could only watch so much before I had to kill. But who? Who had been the naughtiest? I wanted to kill my neighbor but that would break my rule of killing close to home. I have a few rules I adhere to and they keep me safe from the law. I went to the mall and picked up a guy who resembled my loser neighbor. The issue with my neighbor is that he thinks he is a Lothario.  He has a revolving door of women but makes them all think she is the only one. He thinks he is George Clooney or something, but he looks more like one of the Three Stooges. He is not handsome and because he is an exhibitionist, I can see he is not hung either. No clue what women see in him. He is not rich. He is not handsome, and he is not hung. Triple loser. My guess is he lies. Tells women he is some rich guy, but he is a poser. Since I couldn’t kill him, I could kill a man like him, or at least castrate him. I found this goober who thought he had what I wanted. If I wanted a fat poor pathetic loser, then sure, he had what I needed. But I would never need that. I let him think we were going to my cabin in the woods to fuck. I castrated him. Just like I do on castration phone sex calls. I chopped his balls off. They were just little nuggets anyway. He started crying in pain and bleeding like a stuck pig. I just laughed as he cried for his worthless nuts. I went out to kill, but I wanted him to live without his balls. I wanted him to have a constant reminder that he is not all that. Now, I need to figure out what to do with my loser neighbor and you. I bet you are just as pathetic.

Dripping blood creates a wetter pussy

Snuff phone sex

Something about the sight of blood that makes my wet cunt even slimier. The thrill of me seeing my victim in a state of shock just makes me want to squirt my pussy juice across the room. My most recent victim was a blonde dingy whore. I found her on a cruise ship. I had an accomplice of course and we posed as swingers. We got her to the upper deck late at night when nobody was around. We raped the bitch and I made her eat my cunt while my accomplice fucked her in the ass. Once I came in the whore’s mouth and he came in the whore’s ass we sliced her throat and threw her in the ocean and left the sharks to devour her worthless body whole. Blood was everywhere. The more blood I saw the wetter my pussy became. What can I say? I’m just a sick sadistic bitch!

Torture Sex Ass Star for Drugs

torture sexTorture sex is worse with a female dominatrix. I swear, women are meaner and tougher than any man I have ever met. There is this one female dealer I know. I only go to her when I am super desperate. She makes me do things the male dealers don’t. I hate going to her, but I have a huge coke addiction. I went to 6 men yesterday. They all turned me down. None of them wanted to trade their coke for my pussy. I get it. I am an old whore. Not perky and tight. I went to Lizzy. She is known as Lizzy the lezzy because she is a dyke. Mean bitch too. I was not getting any coke without doing some kinky ass rape porn with her first. I braced myself for the news of what I had to do. She wanted me to put pool balls up my ass and shoot them out. I was like, what the fuck? I was too sober for that. She gave me a line to do, so I would loosen up for the task. I was not high enough, but I did it. I had to do it if I wanted coke and I always want coke. Always.