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Snuff Porn Punishment

snuff pornMy punishment was snuff porn. I didn’t have to make it. I had to be the star of one. I cheated on him. He put a tracker on my car and busted me with my trainer. I was in trouble. He had always told me that if I cheated on him, I would wish I was dead.  He was right, too. He dragged me by the hair from my lover’s bed. I was half clothed, but he didn’t care that he was making a spectacle. And no one cared about a half-naked blonde bimbo. When we got back to his place, he tossed me in his basement. It was dark and musky. I was terrified. I don’t like the dark. I felt things crawling on me. Spiders and those creepy house centipedes were swarming my body. I felt sick. I screamed for hours. I tried to flick them off me. He knew my fears and used it against me. He asked me if I was sorry yet. I told him I would do anything to make it up to him. Anything. I would rather be dead than in that basement full of creepy crawlers. He released me, but it was not a better fate. Just one less heart pounding for me. I am a pain slut; I could handle the whipping better. He strung me upside down from a banister and whipped me for so long, my flesh tore from my body. It was like being a black slave in the late 1800s. He left huge gashes in my flesh. No way I won’t be scarred for life from that. He left me hanging upside down bleeding overnight. The next morning, he cut me down and made me breakfast like nothing had happened. This taboo phone sex slut is dating a sociopath. I will never escape him.

Slave Torture Training

Accomplice phone sexYesterday I was an accomplice to my master. I got to see first hand how bad this Slave slut was to the master I spent two weeks with. I do not know how he didn’t just slice the cunt slave to pieces and use her cut up flesh as dog food. I know I secretly love this life and getting tortured, raped, cut and beaten is something my cunt aches for but she doesn’t deserve to be a slave. This whore deserves to die a painful death. While watching my master beat her to a pulp, ripping half her hair out of her damn head I was confused why she would not obey. She put up such a fight. At a certain point, each slave needs to realize they are a slave and it does not matter if they like it or not. You must obey your master. You have no choice in what your master does to you but the one thing a sex slave must do is obey. Maybe she wanted to die, once I got that thought in my head I wanted to put her to the test. After all, if my master and I did have to kill her, I would find another sex slave and train her to be perfect, obeying working girl for my temporary master. My master could see the disgust in my eyes. He pulled me to the side and asked me did I want to give it a try. That is when I told him I think we should pretend to kill her. He liked that idea so much it looked like he wanted me to turn back into his slave and stretch my ass and cunt out one quick time. So without a word, he went back to the worthless slut and punched her one good time in the stomach. This bitch would not give up, that is when I yelled out, “Kill Her”. She looked at me, not able to believe I just said that. I walked over to her, looked at my master and said, this pathetic cunt does not deserve to be a slave, she does not deserve to live. She is a pathetic piece of shit that needs to be thrown away, once and for all. That straightened this little bitch up. I smacked her as hard as I could across the face and told the pathetic whore if she does not start acting the way a sex slave should act, then I will personally cut her limb by limb and make sure she has a slow and painful death and while I am doing this my master will be fucking her pathetic cunt and ass until her flesh is cut into tiny pieces.

Dark Fantasy Phone Sex

fantasy phone sexYou must be careful who you tell your dark fantasy phone sex desires to because some sick fucks want to make them a reality. Russ is an old friend. A party and fuck buddy. I have known him since my street hooking days as a teen girl. He was a drug dealer back then. Still is, just he is the man in charge now with a huge organization. One night we were trying out some new coke he had and sharing our dark desires.  He asked me to tell him something that might shock him. I told him I had gangbang rape porn fantasies. The violent kind. The kind where I was tied up and ravaged for days, living on nothing more than cum and piss. He gave me a what the fuck look. When a drug king pin gives you that look, you know you are fucked up. I told him that years ago. And somehow, in his doped up stupor, he remembered it. Last night we were partying and the next thing I knew, I was tied up being forcibly gang banged by his dealers. There were like 6 men taking turns on me all night long. Ass and cunt prolapsed. Rope burns from being bound for almost 24 hours. Sleep deprived and covered in cum. I looked like Russ had dumped a bucket of jizz over my head. You couldn’t even see what color my eyes were. I love being mistreated, but Russ is one sadistic man. He sat on my dark fantasy for years, waiting for the right time to make it happen for me. He showed me no mercy. That was okay. I am a taboo phone sex whore. I deserve no mercy. I just deserve to be used for mens’ sick pleasures. I know you agree.

 

Bondage Phone Sex Torture

bondage phone sexIt was a weird bondage phone sex session. H going to treat me like a nigger slave. Right then I knew I would likely die or wish I was dead. It was the later. He was pissed at something. It wasn’t me, but I was his escape goat. I am always his escape goat. That is why he strung me up from a tree in his back yard. I was completely bound, so I couldn’t move. He told me he was he keeps me around he says. He threw rocks at me. Just like I imagine lynchers did in the 40s and 50s. I was the strange fruit swaying on the poplar tree that Billie Holliday sung about. Only I am not black. I am, however, black and blue and purple with spots of red from rocks cutting my skin. He left me hanging for awhile after he ran out of stones. I was bleeding badly. I was battered even worse. I passed out, but he turned a hose on me, which woke me up. He cut me down and I fell with a thud. He pissed on my bruised and bloody body and laughed. With a smirk, he said, “Damn, Blair, that was fun.”

No Slut Slave Can Compare

I guess no fucking slave whore can compare to me. I overheard my temporary master and my master on the phone. My master was talking pretty loud saying he feels sorry for my temp master.Torture sex The slave whore he has, can’t come close to putting up with half of the things I can. I was surprised to hear this, my temp master was very forceful and strong. My master does do some pretty fucking crazy things. He probably had the poor slut chained up, with spikes digging into her neck, ramming cocks down her throat all night. Every time one of those hard rock cocks dug deeper, the spikes pierced right through her poor aching neck. I bet there was blood everywhere. I am sure master wiped all that blood up, using his cock as the sponge. He loves to use blood as his personal lube. I am sure that was too much for her. Hmmm just thinking about that, made my slutty slave pussy melt with pleasure. I guess I do miss my master after all. Good thing I am packing up tonight. I will be leaving in the morning, I am sure master is going to have some wild and crazy shit planned for me. I know deep down he misses this fucking nigger whore. Maybe now he will see, it doesn’t get any better than me.

Temporary Master

I have been with my new master for a couple of days now. I have learned a lot of things about him in the short time we have been together. He likes blood and lots of it. The first night I was with him he tied my ankles up then tied my ankles around my neck so my legs would be lifted all the way back to my head exposing my nigger cunt. He took a sharp hunting knife and slowly inserted it right into my black fuck hole. The knife was so sharp, as soon as my new master put the tip of the blade in my cunt started to bleed everywhere. He took his large mouth and started sucking the blood right from my bloody nigger cunt. Torture sexI thought I was going to die right there the first night. The rush was amazing but I did not want to die just yet! No, I wanted to please this big sexy monster as much as I could. I knew if he was making me bleed this much on our first night there was so much more yet to come. My temporary master has a huge 12-inch thick cock. I am just waiting for the day he chokes the shit out of my nigger throat with his giant anaconda. He does not know I like all of this, no master will ever know that secret of mine. I am already liking it here with my temporary master. I just hope the other fuck slave bitch can hold her own so I can stay here forever.

Blasphemy sex fascinates me

blasphemy sexBlasphemy sex fascinates me, the idea of doing something so wicked gets me wet as fuck. I had to do something big so I went and found myself a little bitch and brought her to the nearest church. I tied the little whore up and gagged her and stashed her in a little cupboard until the church service began. I locked all the parishioners in and made sure that there was no possible escape routes and then I put on one hell of a show! I was up above them all  on the choir balcony so no one could get to me but they could all see me and that stupid little whore very well. I stripped the little bitch and held her up so that they could all see me shove a cross up her ass, she screamed so loud that everyone turned to look and when they saw what I was doing they flipped the fuck out. People were fainting and screaming but I told them that I was their God now and that if they wanted this bitch to survive they had better start worshiping me! They didn’t like that too much so I said well fuck your god I will kill this whore right here in his house and you can’t stop me! I slit her fucking throat and watched her blood spray all over them, it was so fucking hot! I will definitely have to plan something else like that very soon!

Slave Trade

Fantasy phone sexMy master traded me for another slave today. I was hurt to think he would want someone over me. I do everything and anything he wants. He is trading with one of his friends. The deal they set up was they switch us for two weeks. If they like the trade they will keep things the way they are, if not, I will go back to my master and everything will be back to normal. I know my master will take me back. I am the best black sex slave there is. Master will miss me once he realizes no other bitch slave will take what I can take. See, my secret weapon is I like the abuse. I like when master tears my tight nigger ass, leaving it to bleed all over his cock while he is fucking me hard in my wet nigger cunt. It is my little secret of course, but it doesn’t matter if it is a secret, it’s the fact that I can handle more in a day than what most of these pathetic sex slave bitches can handle in a week. I have not seen my temporary master in person yet. From what I hear he is younger than my master and stronger. Who knows maybe I will be the one who doesn’t want to go back.

Blasphemy Sex: Hail Satan

blasphemy sexI am a Satanist and a witch, so blasphemy sex makes my cunt wet. I know, wicked, right?  Do I look like I go to church? I love to give Satan a tribute every month. I think the best sacrifices are those little ones who go to church every Sunday in their best clothes and sing hymns to Jesus. Delusional little brats. God won’t save them. Only Satan can do that. Hail oh Dark Lord. Darkness is more fun than light any day. With it being Sunday, I was up early scoping out the talent to give over to my Dark Lord. I found a blue eyed, blonde little slut. She had on this white baby doll style dress, Paten leather shoes and her hair was down in curls. She looked like the perfect sacrifice. I snatched her when no one was looking. I was going to ruin her pretty dress with her blood. I like red better than white. I took her to the cabin in the woods, placed her on my pentagram, read some satanic verses and stabbed her in the heart. I love dark magic and blasphemy phone sex. I read out some satanic verses and cursed her god as she bled out. No way, she was surviving. She was bleeding out. She had fight in her for being so young, but in the end darkness won. Evil always wins.

Dying For Your Pleasure

Snuff sexFuck my lifeless body. That is what my master likes to do and he is serious about it. My master is so serious he took me to an acting class to teach me how to correctly play dead. No movement, little to no breathing and definitely no sound shall come out of my fucking nigger mouth. This was not an easy thing to learn, trying to keep quiet while every inch of my master’s cock is pounding away at my bruised up nigger pussy. With daily practice and a lot of beatings from my master, I was finally able to keep quiet while he fucked me senseless. I do not mind playing dead for my master, this type of sex is the only time he is not leaving me bruised up. The only thing I do not like about it is when my Master tells me not to move after he shoots a load as far as he can in my lifeless slut cunt. I am not allowed to move until Master comes back and fucks my dead creampie pussy one more time. He will usually come back for one more round later in the night but there have been times where he has not come back until the next day. Laying still not being able to move while I can feel my master’s cum oozing out of my nasty nigger cunt is something I do not think I will ever get used to. Oh well, if it’s what master wants, this black nigger whore will make sure it is what he gets.