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Master’s Bitch

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I like being with all types of guys.  it’s just something about those good ole boys that just drives me wild.  One thing for sure they spoil me rotten and I am a well kept secret.  This one guy loves to tie me up and fuck the devil out of me.  He is such a freak.  He’s married and his family hates black people.  He loves this forbidden fruit.  The other night as he had me tied up in my bedroom with his very large cock in hand he slid right in side me.  He never wanted me to touch him with my hands but he loved when I would wrap my legs around him as he goes deep inside of me.  stroking very hard.  when I moaned he would start to pound harder and harder.  the headboard would begin to knock on the walls.  For me to keep all the fine things I have I had to be his little bitch.  I was his nigger whore and he was my master.  He would beat with his belt if he saw me flirting with any one.  The thing is a little pain can also be a lot of pleasure. If he was really in a bad mood from the wife getting on his last nerve I knew I would get a visit and it would be one with plenty of control and abuse.  He got off on owning me.  He would fuck me so hard that sometimes it would leave bruises.  Then a few days would pass and gifts and trips would be at my door.  Why not plus his huge cock is worth all that he gives me.

Snuff Sex Death

snuff sexSnuff sex Cassandra is my handle in a few fetish online chat rooms I belong too. It is because I have fantasies about dying. Some of my fantasies are inspired by my callers. I have some sick twisted regulars. One of my most creative callers recently did a call with me that had me bragging in one of the chat rooms about wanting to die in just such a fashion. He was a mad scientist of sorts creating new drugs. Killer drugs. I was a sex slave thus he could legally test his drugs on me like I was a lab rat. I woke up strapped down with him injecting his drug into me. When I protested he reminded me I was a sub human. I asked questions. I wanted to know what was going to happen to me, but he was vague with the details. He shot a needle in my arm. Nothing happened. When he hooked up an industrial sized vibrator to my pussy, I thought this was like a female enhancement trial. No such luck for a blonde bimbo slave. It was a death drug. When I came, my heart would stop beating. Death by orgasm. A hot and terrifying concept. I tried not to cum. I tried to think of horrible things so I wouldn’t cum.  I couldn’t. I am a pain slut. I am a snuff porn junkie. I resisted for as long as I could but the intensity was too strong. I came. I felt my heart seizing up like some one was on the inside squeezing it. Within minutes of cumming, I was dead. Wouldn’t it be great to die by orgasm? Sure, your dead, but what a way to go.  If you want to snuff me, which I know you do, make me cum to death.

Mister

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Well after I cleaned the kitchen and put all the food away.  Mister aka Master came down stairs to give this black nigger whore the ultimate punishment.  He made me get on my knees and he shoved his big white cock in my mouth.  Pulling my hair as he fucks my mouth making sure I know who is always in control and that I’m just his and his only.  I love making sure he is happy just like a good little nigger is suppose to.  He then bent me over the table and told me to spread my ass cheeks open and he began pounding this nice sweet nigger pussy of mine.  With a fist full of my hair he would pull with each stroke and let me know that I was only good for fucking and I am just a worthless nigger whore.  I love it that it pleases him to relieve all his stress in me.  This time he had me fuck him and suck that juicy white cock until he passed out in complete pleasure.  This nigger knows how to keep her Mister very happy.

Abducted

kidnapping phone sexAs I was walking home from school on 8th street, I got abducted by  two men in a black mini van with tinted windows. They drugged me with a clothe over my mouth and nose. I woke up, it looked like an abandoned house, tide up to a metal bed. A man walked in and told me I was going to be his little fuck slut whore, to do as he said if not he was going to kill me. He told me he was going to let me loose if I promised I’d be a good girl. ” I promise.” I said. He then got me all naked at started beating me, slapping me across the face, spitting on me, and kicking me all over my body.Then he pulled his zipper down took his big cock out slap me with it. Told me to get on my knees and start sucking his cock. Then turned me around and forced his cock into my asshole. I remember crying in pain the more I cried the more he seemed to enjoy it. Come and take your turn.

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies

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Taboo phone sex fantasies are what I do best. My callers fall into two categories: mommy lovers and sadistic men who like to do cruel things to mommy whores. I have a very interesting life on and off the phone. Callers ask me all the time if I have a Master. My master is cocaine. I have long had a problem with nose candy. My husband travels a lot, so he doesn’t know the depths of depravity I will sink for a fix. He is not a dominate man, neither are our young sons. His son from a previous marriage is the closest thing I have to a master.  Since I am weak for cocaine, I get myself into pickles all the time. This weekend, I was partying with some frat boys. We were doing lines and fucking. There was some double penetration going on, but nothing wild. Then one of the guys brought in a little girl. No clue who she was or where she came from. She was very young and very scared. She asked me if I knew her mommy. This wasn’t good. I tried to be maternal to the girl when one of the boys punched me in the face. He gave me a knife and told me to “carve the bitch up.” All three boys had pure evil in their eyes. I was informed explicitly that if I didn’t snuff the little whore, I’d be a dead bitch. These weren’t frat boys. They were sick twisted perverts. I looked at the little girl, said I was sorry and closed my eyes. I told myself this was all a bad dream as I plunged the knife in her tiny body. She was screaming and they were laughing. I was crying and shaking. When I heard no more screams, I opened my eyes. The guys were fucking her young dead body. All three of them. It was the most gruesome thing I had ever seen. They seemed like normal 20 something men but they were a pack of wild animals. I did the rest of the blow, got so fucking high, I’m still not sure it really happened, even though the blood stains on my clothes tell me it did.

Snuff sex is what killed her

snuff sexSnuff sex is what killed her but it took days and days of her suffering before she finally expired. By then I was bored with her, she was too weak to be much fun and I was read for her to just fucking die already! I had already done everything I could think of to hurt her, she was missing limbs, her bones were broken she was well fucked and burned… even skinned in places and still that bitch wouldn’t die! Was she some kind of super human victim? An immortal whore? She was boring and annoying me with her very presence so I decided to just beat her to fucking death and end it all! I picked up a heavy pipe and just started smashing her with it over and over and over again until she was reduced to a pile of mush… finally dead so I could move on to the next thrill.

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I was hanging from the ceiling with a noose around my neck. I was completely naked and I had an upside down bucket to stand on. I was really trying hard to keep my balance. Any wrong slip and I could totally hang myself. It was getting rather exhausting trying to hold myself up. The guy that has made me his prey, his victim was standing there always in amusement.

I thought about just hanging myself to escape his rath. He got a big chair and sat down on it. He asked if I wanted a chance to give my legs a break, however that would mean that I would have to tire another part of my body out. He told me to straddle his lap and to bounce up and down his cock. His cock is massive.

It hurt so badly bouncing up and down it while the noose now became a leash and collar. He was tearing my pussy open, holding my cunt down on his cock not letting me bounce up and down. He even started teasing me. He pushed the chair away so that I would have to stay stuck to his cock, if not the noose would tighten and I would die.

He lowered himself on the floor slowly, making the noose tighter with my pussy around his cock. He was about to come and finally lowered me all the way down to my death as he squirted his cum inside of me.

Snuff Porn Cannibal

snuff pornSnuff porn Memorial Day weekend best describes my holiday weekend. I have a certain craving for BBQ. A special kind of BBQ if you know what I mean. The summer season is upon us. That means young girls are going about town scantily clad and drinking way too much. I am a cannibal of opportunity. This weekend, I paid attention to where the backyard barbeques were and did what any hungry bitch does, I stalked my future meal. Kind of fitting that I nabbed this chunky coed coming out of a pig roast drunk as a skunk. I like them with meat on their bones. Skinny girls don’t taste as good. This little piggy was perfect. I guessed she was about 5’3 and 160 lbs. When I got her home, I was right on the height, and only off by 3 pounds. I’ve been stalking my dinner for years now, so I’m very good. Usually, I chloroform my future meals, but she was so drunk, I didn’t need too.

cannibalism phone sexShe was perfect. No hair dyes, no piercings or tattoos, no fake boobs and no botox. I didn’t need to fatten her up either. This was my best find to date. I mean she was ready to cook as is, which is rare. I decided to boil her instead of cooking or roasting her. Makes for a more tender, succulent meal that way. I chopped up a variety of garden vegetables, tossed in some cumin and other spices, and let it simmer while I buttered her up. I mean literally buttered her up. I melted a couple pounds of butter, mixed it with some scallions and basted her body like a Butterball turkey. I infused her with water to wash out the booze. I let the butter seep into her skin while she detoxed, then put her in the boiling pot. Takes about 8 hours to boil a chunky coed. I am patient. Plus, I love the smell of boiling girl that permeates through my home. She smelled almost as good as she tasted….

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Meeting The Neighborhood Cannibal

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Everyone in the neighborhood says you like to eat people but I didn’t believe them. You’ve only ever been very nice and friendly toward me so I just tossed it up to being a local urban legend. Obviously those were just made up stories to keep young ones out of your unfamiliar reach or lies made up by the older boys to get the little ones all worked up- no way it could be true!

I was walking past your house and you were outside doing some yard work. Me being overly friendly by nature and genuinely curious, I saw a chance to get to know you and to finally settle all those rumors as being untrue. Your body language read as excited- having this cute young piece of sweet meat wander up into your space. You invite me inside with promises of lemonade and cookies. We sit down and you begin telling me more about yourself. I started feeling a tired and lightheaded, probably from the heat. You offer your sofa to me for a rest and I fell asleep quickly without a single problem.

I eventually did wake up but I was paralyzed and gagged- tied down to the kitchen table which was dressed with one single place setting. You walk in and run down the way this evening is going to play out. You are going to eat me. Raw at first, to help you figure out the best way to season my flesh. I have tears rolling down my cheeks and you gently shush me, running a sharp knife along the inside of my thighs. You then tell me that I am going to go back to sleep for a long time now and that you don’t like the way shock and pain tastes. You inject me with some medication and the whole world goes dark.

While I am unconscious you begin cutting sample pieces off of different parts of my soft teeny body. Trying the individual cuts first helps you determine exactly how you want to cook me, if at all. After making a few decisions on which direction to take your meal this evening, you pull out a dusty copy of some  Mastering the Art of French Cooking, Volume 1. Flipping through you find yourself salivating over the recipe for Gigot a la Moutarde- leg of lamb with mustard.

You remove my leg with a large butcher saw while I am still breathing. Then clean and shave my fresh- preparing it for seasoning. You rub 1/2 cup Dijon mustard, soy sauce, rosemary, garlic and your finest cold press olive oil over my limb in a large roasting pan. Cooking one side for 30 minutes and the other for roughly 20 more. Finally pulling the beautiful roast from the oven, it smells delicious! You sit back down at the table, pour yourself a glass of Merlot. Taking tongs and knife to pick out a selection from your masterpiece. Placing it on your plate and taking your time savoring each bite.

 

My young flesh is so tender-  What are you going to make out of the rest of me?

 

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“Okay we are rolling.” I am so use to hearing those words but not exactly like this. My body is freezing cold and I am hanging to an “x” board. My head feels loopy, like I have been knocked to the face a dozen times. The voice finally appears next to me and says that he got me out of a neighborhood walking.

He grabs my nipples and starts to pinch and twist them. I scream, he laughs telling me no one will hear me. I scream louder as he takes my pink nipples and abuses them to the point of almost falling off. My nipples are purple and bleeding before he decides to move on to the next part of my body to abuse. His cock is standing straight up.

He takes a knife and makes a very thin cut over my uterus. I start to bleed a little over my pussy mound. My blood goes down to my pussy lips where he shoves his cock in me. He rips my skin open as his cock is inside of me and pulls his own cock out. He starts to stroke it while h pounds away at the bloody mess I have.

He takes a cauterizer and burns the flesh back together to get me to stop gushing blood. He tells me that he doesn’t want to snuff me out that quickly.