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Making Teen Rape Porn

teen rape pornI was hired for a teen rape porn. No. I was not the star. I am never a victim even though some stupid asshole calls me weekly and thinks he can make me pant like a dog or force fuck me. That shit never flies with me. I put myself on the dark net as a director for private films. Men have been hiring me during this pandemic for all sorts of kinky films. The one I made this weekend was extremely taboo because the man hired me to kill his own daughter. The kicker. She was pregnant with his spawn. Daddy could not just jack off to rape phone sex fantasies about his princess. He force fucked her one night and the next month there was proof of his bad deed. I had to make her death look random. He also needed me to make sure the body was never found because they can test DNA even after death. She was fun. Not easy either. She was fighting for two. When she gave me a good fight, I caught her off guard when I played the recording of her daddy ordering her death. The shock let me get the upper hand back. I had her restrained. Cute little thing. I could see why her daddy wanted to fuck her. Tiny, young waif. No doubt her cunt was super tight. Too bad I had to snuff her out. I could get a primo price selling her to flesh traffickers. That is when I spun the wheels. I made a few calls. I killed a look a like slut. A used up slut who could no longer bring my flesh dealer top dollar. So, we traded. I profited off two teen whores. I took care of each man’s girl troubles. My client’s princess is on her way to being fuck meat for rich foreign men. She well birth that brat and the brat will be sold too. She will never make it back to the US, so I was confident telling him she is gone for good. I gave him a snuff porn with a lookalike being slaughtered and dismembered. With all that blood, he would never be able to recognize his sweet princes.

Gangbang Rape Porn with My Teen Nieces

gangbang rape pornI walked in on some charges I was watching doing naughty things. Young schoolgirls were watching gangbang rape porn. I am not really a good role model for young girls, nor am I appropriate for babysitting duties. But I was asked to watch my nieces by marriage when the regular sitter was out of town. My sister in law and her husband were traveling for work and did not want to take the girls because of the health risk. Aunt Blair to the rescue. I thought it would be easy. I know these girls. They like me. They respect me. Or so I thought. The oldest one, Mya, told me she was watching one of my dirty ass movies. I looked closer and it was me. It was this underground snuff porn I did years ago for coke. It was for a private buyer. It was never supposed to be on the Internet. I realized they were not watching it on the Internet. They were watching it on a DVD. They watched as the light bulb went off in my head. Their father, the husband of my husband’s sister, was the private dealer. He was the one who wanted to watch my ass be brutalized. My nieces had these evil looks in their eyes as they leaped off the bed and tackled me. One tied me up while the other ripped my clothes off. I was fighting, but I was high, and two teen girls got the upper hand. They started recreating scenes from the film but instead of cocks, they used their mom’s dildos and their own fists. Two teen girls, my nieces, brutalized my ass for hours. They took pictures and laughed at me. They told me their daddy would be so proud that they had their way with their stuck-up cunt aunt.

Hunted

Snuff pornI have been kept in a cage naked for two weeks. It is dark in the room that I am in and the only light is when they lift a flap to slide food to me, which almost always seems to be just out of reach.

They have taken my clothes. I am hungry, cold  and laying in my own piss but I know something is going to happen soon. I can hear them talking about “the arrangements”, what ever that means.

Then the door opens and I see the outline of a very large man! He lifts my week naked body and puts a sack over my head. I am too weak to struggle as he ties my hands and feet and throws me into the back of a van.

After driving for what seemed like hours, the van stops. A man opens the door and cuts the rope on my ankles but not my wrists. The sack is yanked off my head and then the man gets in the van before I can see him and speeds away!

I am in the woods. All I see are trees. I am still naked and my hands are still tied. Then I see a group of men. Some have rifles, some have knives.

Then one yells, “Ready men! Get the whore!”

I am being hunted!

I am naked and shoeless and trying to run when I am grabbed from behind and thrown to the ground!

He pries me legs open and forces his cock into my dehydrated cunt! The pain is unbearable as he continues to live out his rape fantasy while his hairy fat got traps my fragile thin body!

As if to mark his territory, he blows his wad all over my face just before he slices my right nipple off and sticks it in his pocket!

I lay there bleeding and blinded by cum as his large steel toed boots kick me in the gut! “You better get up, you worthless whore! It’s hunting season and you’ve been tagged once! Two more and your cunt gets stuffed and mounted on someones mantle!”

I hear them getting closer! My heart is racing wondering if I will make it out alive!

Knife Play Phone Sex for My Weapon of Choice

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex because knives are my weapon of choice. There are so many more uses for a knife than any other weapon. Plus, knives take skill. Anyone with semi-decent aim can shoot a person and kill him or her instantly. Where is the fun in that though? I like the hunt. I enjoy the kill. To fully enjoy any kill, I need it to be prolonged. A bullet to the head and he or she is dead. A knife wound though, well that can take an eternity to bring your victim to his or her demise. Knives have many more uses too. That is why they are my first choice when it comes to weapons of destruction. Knife play phone sex is my favorite for a reason. So many more ways to kill, maim and torture. A gun, not so much variety. I guess you could hit some one in the head with the gun and you could shoot some non-fatal areas like feet and arms to drag out the pain. If you want your victim to endure pain for hours, even days, a knife should be your weapon of choice too. Let me tell you about my victims this week. I was an equal opportunity killer. I killed a young cunt and a 40 something year old predator. Let us start with the girl. She was a young cock tease. She looked like one of those beauty pageant girls. I called her Little Miss Sunshine. She did not look so good once I was done with her because I used my knives to destroy her body. I carved her flesh. I stabbed her cunt. I slit her wrists. I cut off her beautiful blonde locks she was so proud of. I bloodied her little body. Pure torture with a variety of knives. She screamed for hours. And once she died, I used a big ass knife to decapitate her and dismember her little limbs. Now, for the old pervert. I used my weapon of choice to castrate him. I took his balls first then I cut his entire body. Little slits in his flesh head to toe. Then, I coated his body in honey and left him outside for the animals to eat alive. Knife play phone sex is just so much more fun than any other weapon. I love my knives. Knives make torture and murder more fun and turn killing into an art form. What is your weapon of choice and who is your victim of choice?

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Fantasy Phone Sex for National Frankenstein Day

fantasy Phone sexI often do fantasy phone sex and fantasy photo shoots. Men love to think of me as all sorts of things. I do cosplay shoots and festivals. Lately, I have not had many requests, but I did my first fantasy photo shoot in ages over the weekend. I have been a witch and I have been a vampire. This was the first time I got to be a sexy Bride of Frankenstein. Why? Because it was National Frankenstein Day. I know, right? You had no clue there was such a day either. I love monsters. I have been a huge fan of the old school horror movies like Dracula, The Werewolf, The Creature from The Black Lagoon and of course, Frankenstein. Honestly, if I did not need the money to buy coke, this would have been one fantasy phone sex shoot I did for free. Everything seemed legit. There was a set with lots of crew members. I had a stylist and wardrobe assistant. A check was cut for me for the photo shoot. Things took a creepy turn, however, when I met my Frankenstein. He was a giant. I kept thinking he was not an actor but maybe some real-life monster. I could not see a mask or makeup. Just a good makeup artist, I assumed. I mean the monsters of movies are fictional, right? I tried to forget the weird feeling I had in my gut. I just focused on my payday. My Frankenstein did not speak to me. He just grunted. He was really in character for National Frankenstein Day. I thought it was a photo shoot, but I saw a film camera. When I heard the director yell, “Go,” I was confused at what to do. My Frankenstein knew what to do, however. He scooped me up and took me to a dirty mattress on the floor. He force fucked me. His cock was monstrous big. I was screaming as it felt like two feet of thick cock was crammed up my cunt. I could feel his monster dick in my belly. I was bleeding. I was pissing myself. This was not what I signed up for. This was not a fantasy phone sex photo shoot. This was a snuff film and I was duped into it. I still do not know if this was some dude deep into character or a real-life Frankenstein force fucking my holes. I got paid, but I got gaped and destroyed too.

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Fuck My Severed Head

I can smell my own cunt on his hand as he holds my mouth to muffle my screams!

My naked body is pressed against the gritty brick wall and it tears my tits with every punishing thrust of his cock in my shredded ass.

Moistness rushes to my pussy lips as he grabs a fist full of my hair and yanks my head back. His sadistic voice strikes fear in me and my body can’t help but react! My heart speeds up and my cunt starts to drip as he whispers in my ear, ” You are nothing but a filthy dirty whore and you deserve to die!”

My raw ass stings as his hard throbbing cock erupts inside of me! And through the wrenching pain, my cunt starts pulsing with uncontrollable spasms!

Snuff pornI know this will not end well and I start to plead for my life as he throws me to the ground. In a fit of rage, my sadistic seducer starts stabbing my mutilated cunt over and over, extinguishing the squirting orgasm and unleashing gushes of blood!

I can see the anger and the rage in his eyes as he cuts the flesh off my mound and the sadness as he lifts the meat to his face for one last intoxicating smell.

He moves on to my tits, slashing the nipples one at a time!

Then my mouth…he lowers himself down for one last kiss of my sweet soft mouth. Then with one final blow, my head is removed!

My eyes, though dead, continue to stare at his cock while he fucks my severed head until warm creamy cum drips from my bottomless throat!

When he is done, he tosses my bloody cum filled head aside and I clumsily roll in the opposite direction as he walks away.

Then I wake up! Check my nipples…yup, still there. Pussy…mmmm still there and sooo creamy wet!

 

Sex with Dead Bodies Because a Heartbeat is Overrated

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A heartbeat is overrated. That is why I prefer sex with dead bodies. The dead do not spoon. The dead do not want to know how your day was. The dead do not cheat on you. The dead do not argue. The dead do not try to control you either. When I was a young girl, I was a serial killer in the making. I did not harm animals, though. It is not that I do not value life. I just so not value HUMAN life. And with the way the world is now, I value it even less and I did not think that was possible. Every week, I hunt a few trolls on the Internet and have some sex with dead bodies. It is so easy to catfish a troll, especially in times like these. Internet trolls are basically the same. Underachieving males who cannot get over how bad their lives turned out. Now, they are middle-aged, hiding behind a computer and feel threatened by strong dominant women. I have a fake profile. I am not on social media because I give a fuck what you had for dinner or what your fuck trophy did at school. I am on social media to stir up shit and hunt. Bruce was my latest victim. I had been watching him bully women for weeks who did not agree with him. He was easy to catfish. My fake profile does not look fake. I have years of pictures and over a thousand “friends.” Mostly losers like Bruce who troll women to make themselves feel better about their sorry little lives. I am not Pro-life. I will kill anyone at any age who gets on my nerves. But I chimed in that he was so right. Fed his tiny little ego while I plotted making his heart stop beating. We met up Friday night. He was repulsive. A fat fuck with a dick as small as his pea brain I was certain. I skipped the sex with dead bodies fun with him because even when I stopped his heart, he still grossed me out. He never saw it coming. I made him think he was getting some Goth pussy, but I gutted him like the pig he was instead. I castrated his loser balls too. He screamed like banshee. I will admit, my cunt got wet. Not from his screams. Not because of any necrophilia fun. My cunt got wet because I stopped the heartbeat of a complete loser and his heartbeat was overrated. Is yours?

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Fantasy Phone Sex Lover

fantasy phone sexI have some sexy fantasy phone sex callers. I love creative dominant men. Earlier this week, I was leaving a building after an appointment. I entered the elevator. Suddenly, I felt a chill. Just something felt off even though I was alone in the elevator. The lights flickered, the elevator shook, and I thought my off feeling was that the elevator was about to plummet me to my death. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder. How could that be. I never saw a person in the elevator when I got in. He spoke. I turned around and there he was in front of me. A tall, dark, handsome and mysterious man. I gasped when I realized he had no reflection in the mirror on the ceiling of the elevator. I closed my eyes, opened them back up thinking I was hallucinating. He was still in front of me, still no reflection. I started to back up to push the emergency button. He showed his fangs. I knew what he was in that moment. I still thought maybe I was in some strange erotic dream. He told me I belong to him now. I was frozen in my spot. I felt fear and arousal at the same time. I did not want to die, but he was offering me immortality. And one last hard orgasm. A cum before death. It was not a choice for me. He was in control. I could fight and be vampire food, or I could give in, have the best orgasm of my life and live for eternity as a vampire. I chose the latter. I tilted my head to accept his fangs in my flesh. He was masturbating me as he slowly drank my blood. He showed restraint, so that I could cum. It was a hard cum. I begged to service him in immortality. He could have exsanguinated me; turned my body into dust. Instead, he drank just enough of my blood to turn me into his vampire lover for life. What is your snuff sex fantasy?

Kidnapping Phone Sex Story

kidnapping phone sexI have a kidnapping phone sex story for you. I was camping with my family. We were out in the wilderness in our camper. Well, I was in the camper and the boys were in the tent roughing it. I need indoor plumping. I also needed to get high. I cannot get high in front of my husband. He forbid me from doing coke years ago. He thinks I cleaned up my act. I just got better at hiding it. After everyone fell asleep, I snuck out of the camper. I was going to walk around the lake and get high. Commune with nature and do lines off logs. I found a beautiful spot where I could see stars in the sky I never knew existed. A couple guys approached me, and I was literally in a place I could disappear forever. I tried to run because they looked menacing. They took me to some cabin off the beaten path and did more than explore their rape phone sex fantasies. They strung me up from a rafter in the log cabin. They whipped me and punched me. Meth heads. They were getting high and violent. I screamed loudly, but no one heard me. I had wandered too far away from the camper to avoid detection if my husband woke up looking for me. These men sodomized me and beat me until the sun came up. They eventually passed out and I got away. I felt like I was in a Wrong Turn movie. Fucking meth head hillbillies fucked me up good. I was not sure where I was or how to get back to the camper. I just started walking. My husband was driving around looking for me, worried. I looked a little beat up. I told him I went for a walk this morning, fell then got lost. I can never admit to him the horrible things that happen to me because then it come out that I was high. I just remain silent about my many abuses so I can keep getting high.

Making a Snuff Porn in Front of a Live Audience

snuff pornHe made me a snuff porn star. He picked me because I am a pain slut and I love to be watched. My little show began easy enough for me. A few clothes pins on my nipples, clit and cunt lips for the entertainment of his audience. It was a live snuff show. I did not know it was going to get worse, far worse than even this pain slut could handle. I was being injected with something called nanonites. When I cum, I die. And as a pain slut, it is hard not to cum with the kind of torture sex that he was inflicting on me. Weights on my nipples, pulled my big tits to the ground. I begged for more. I am a glutton for punishment. I needed the pain. My executioner fucked me hard in my cunt and ass with the whip handle he punished my ass with.  As he fucked my cunt, he smacked my ass with a wooden paddle. With every whack, I screamed out in pain and with the same breath, begged for more. I had to entertain his audience. I was trying not to cum. I wanted to live, but when he brought out the sex machine, I knew I was a goner. As he took bets on how long I would live, I tried to think how not to cum. He pulled another blonde bimbo onto the stage with us. She would no doubt be my replacement soon. She sucked his cock as he released the sex machine. I was being penetrated at warp speed. My pussy was wet. The pain was intense. I was going to die and die soon. This was live snuff sex. My killer orchestrated my death in front of a live audience. While he came in a blonde bimbo’s mouth, I begged to die. I begged to cum. And just like that, I came and died.