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Snuff Porn Doll

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Snuff porn doll is my screen name on a few extreme fetish sites. I am a fetish circuit staple. Men know my reputation as a nasty freak who does anything because I am a stupid submissive whore. I know one of these days my luck is going to run out. I court danger way too often. I joke that I have more lives than a pussy. Friday night I met up with these sick guys I met online. They were looking to snuff a girl. I was way too old for their victim type, but I convinced them to let me be an accomplice. I can lure young girls away from their parents or friends easier than any man. I had to endure some pain to prove that I was not the police, but it was worth it to go along for the ride. They were tweakers. They are the worst as far as sick minds go. I tried to downplay my bimbo looks so I could play my part. I knew if I failed them, they would snuff me instead. I found an angel who fit their description. I used the lost puppy  story to lure away the young girl from her pack of friends. Lured her right to the white van where my new friends gagged and drugged her. I didn’t even know where we were taking her. We ended up in a fishing cabin a few hours from town. I swear it looked like a torture room in the Saw movies. Rusty knives, chains and medieval torture sex devices. I was beginning to have regrets. They were going to snuff this little girl out in very painful ways. Not before they force fucked her first, however. I watched as their man dicks ravaged her tiny virgin holes. They showed no mercy. But that was nothing compared to what came next. I watched as they dismembered her tiny body. Her blood splatter covered my body. They fucked her limbless body too.  They watched amused as she slowly bled out. They told me I made a great accomplice. “Keep bringing us little whores like this, and you can stay alive Cassie,” the ring leader seethed.  I thought to myself, what the fuck have I started here.

Not your typical babysitter phone sex

babysitter phone sexThis is not at all your typical babysitter phone sex, hell, I’m definitely not your typical babysitter either! But my neighbor just saw me as the woman next door and assumed that I would be the domestic brat loving type, he pretty much just dropped his bratty crotch fruit off at my house and wouldn’t take no for an answer! So there I was, stuck at home with three of the brattiest little assholes you could imagine and there was no fucking way that I was gonna put up with that shit! I grabbed the oldest asshole first, he was screaming his fool head off so I slapped the shit out of him. Then I put a ball-gag in his mouth and hogtied the little shit. His sisters were screaming and trying to run from me by that point but there was nowhere for them to go so I quickly had them tied up and gagged too. I was just going to leave the like that but I was pissed that their stupid father would have the balls to leave them with me in the first place, I couldn’t just let that shit go. I waited until he came home from work to get the little shits, when he came in and saw them he was shocked! He tried to act all pissed off and tough but one shot to the balls with my tazer shut him right up! I forced him to fuck his little girls while his son fucked his tender little ass. This fucking asshole tried to say he didn’t like any of it, that he didn’t want to fuck his brats but his cock was rock fucking hard and he was leaking precum all over the place! He was fucking loving it… I know that because he’s already asked me to babysit his brats again tomorrow!

Mutilation phone sex Part 2

Mutilation phone sexMy arms and legs have been amputated, all that remains in my fuckholes for him to use, and a brain for self-tormenting. There is literally nothing I can do but be a fuck toy and maybe I will die soon. I can still feel my arms and legs, it’s a lot of pain and my mind doesn’t understand. I’m thinking about what my life has now become and I hear footsteps. My heart starts to race, he said my wounds were healed and it was time for me to be what I was made to be, just a fuck toy.
He picks me up like a rag doll and carries me under his arm like a fucking football. I wanted to fight and stab him and run away, but I can’t. He sets me on a cold metal table and shoves a tube in my ass and gives me an enema. “Fuck toys have holes for a reason, and yours will always be shit free, ha ha ha ha you’re fucked bitch.” I’m trying to move or rock my body at least to get away from the tube pushing liquid into my ass. He laughs and shakes his head. “Where do you intend to go? The floor is a good 5 foot drop, you have no arms to call anyone, and you have no legs to get up the two flights of stairs from my dungeon, you certainly can’t open a door.” He smacks my face hard and said I should get used to my role in life from now on. Crying, helpless, angry and afraid I cried daily. He would grab me like a football every time he came in; he would put me on the metal table shove the enema tube in my ass and flush me out. A few weeks in he started pinning me to the wall with rods that looked wall mounted towel racks. He would fuck my pussy, my ass, my mouth and would often throat fuck me so hard I could not breathe. No legs to close or arms to push him away. He continuously tortured me, and eventually most of my body felt nothing from the torture.
Next time the tortures he did to me…

Master’s Blasphemy Fantasy

Blasphemy sex MaceyWhatever Master wants, Master gets, no matter what it is or how fucking extreme it may be. His psychotic, sadistic mind decided to bring me to a church service and make me sit naked on the pew in front of the entire audience. It was pure and utter blasphemy! Master can be quite convincing and quite controlling, so when members of the church attempted to walk out upon seeing my perfect naked body, he would threaten them until they were sitting back down in their seat. There were men, women and youngsters all witnessing this appalling scene! Even the Priest was stopped in his tracks and didn’t know what to do. Master told everyone that he was doing this to show what your punishment is when you commit ungodly sins, and I was his prisoner. He bent me over the pew and shoved a hand held Bible up my pussy, causing paper cuts all inside of me! It hurt so fucking bad! The audience was screeching and quivering! The Priest about keeled over and went straight to Heaven! Master took out his camera and propped me up on the pew, making me finger fuck myself while he snapped photos of me. I worked the camera as best as I could, my heart was racing the whole time. After we left, Master punished me hard for being such a slutty whore in public, he tied me up naked, beat me and threw me outside in the dog house to sleep in the freezing cold!

Torture sex

torture sex

I was at the club in a public bathroom by myself. I was obviously very drunk and fucked up. I guess I should not have made myself oh so vulnerable. I was washing my hands and the next thing I see is my face pushed up against the stained walls. A mans hand was squeezing my hair around his knuckles and he was biting my neck.

I tried to squirm away from his grip but he just pressed into me harder. My dress lifted above my ass and I felt him rip my panties off. His cock penetrated my ass hole, ripping the tight muscles apart. He was fucking the front of me up the wall, with each huge hard thrust into me. He stripped my dress off of me more.

He pinched my nipples so hard that I am pretty sure they came off. He turned my body around, so that I was facing him and he put a knife right against my pussy mound. He stabbed it right into my pussy, making blood gush down my thighs. Even my screams cant be heard because of the loud house music playing outside.

He uses my blood for lube and forces his cock harder in and out of my cunt. I know he is going to  kill me.

Bondage Phone Sex is Not Always Tame

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex is about the tamest thing I do. I’m a dark woman. Phone sex is a way for me to explore the more depraved things that I fantasize about without really ending up dead.  In my real life I am a frequent face on the BDSM circuit.  I’m sure you are familiar with the Fifty Shades of Grey movies and books, right? Every time one of the those insipid installments comes out, my clubs are jammed packed with the curious and lonely hearts. A BDSM club is looking for love in all the wrong places. I have learned that hard lesson a time or two. Because my favorite clubs were packed with newbies curious about the bondage lifestyle, I had to go to this underground club with a bad reputation.  This is the kind of club girls go missing from and show up later in snuff porn never to be seen on the circuit again. I know. Why would I go? Because I am a bondage junkie; a submissive whore who needs a dominant man like she needs water and air.

snuff pornWhen I arrived I could smell death. That club always has a smell of fear: blood, cum, piss all combined into one aroma. I was not greeted with pleasantries nor offered a drink like at my favorite clubs. I was put in a leather mask while chains went around my neck. A man with a guillotine dragged me to a dungeon room. Before he shoved me in, I saw some money exchange hands with a couple guys who later were in that dungeon with me. They tagged teamed me first. Hardcore anal sex, but that is nothing I can’t handle. With their cum leaking out of my ass, they strung me up and whipped the flesh off my body. I felt like I was being lynched. The pain was even more than I could bear. I heard similar screams echoing from other dungeon rooms.  Blood dripped down my legs like a waterfall. When my mask was removed, I saw the  knives, pissed myself and passed out. My dark fantasies were about to become realities…

Mutilation phone sex, becoming just a toy

I was taken to a dark room, so dark and quiet and cold. I was trying to see anything at all and it was just dark. I heard soft footsteps on carpet coming toward me. Then all I could hear was breathing, then a needle poke. It stung badly, but suddenly I could not move my limbs. I could not move my arms or legs or even wiggle my toes! I started to panic and whimper and the captor smacked something across my thighs. I stopped whimpering immediately, but tears streamed down my face. A voice said “You are going to be my sex slave forever; you won’t be able to escape after what I am going to do to you.” The voice was raspy like a smoker and smelled like whiskey. I couldn’t move but I could feel everything he was doing. He put tight rubber type things around my upper legs and arms. It seemed like forever until I felt him touching me again. My arms and legs were hurting where the bands were. The voice again said “When you wake up whore, you will be a whole new fuck toy.”

Mutilation phone sex
Groggy and feeling sick, I kept my eyes closed. I could feel a little pain but I am not sure why. I go in and out for quite a while. I think it was a few days later when I woke up and started screaming. I was able to move my head and neck but there was nothing when I tried to move my arms and legs. I looked down and they were gone, nothing but stumps covered with bandages and seeping blood!! I screamed as loud as I possibly could.
You come into the dark room, and I am still screaming and crying. “How will you ever get away?” He laughs, putting a hand on my cheek and moving it down my body.
To be continued…..

Gather round freaks, I’ve got a story for you

torture sexI got a good story to tell you today, all about 3 sluts and 1 man whore. I have a true hate for sluts and fuckboys. I hate that shit, so I decided to give them all a little taste of gore before their brutal deaths. They all stay fucked up, they’re drug addicts and alcoholics and anything to keep them numb keeps them happy so it was easy for me to lure them to my house. Emily, Carmen, and Ashley were too busy getting high to notice I had their little boyfriend by the throat. Tying him up tight and gagging him so he could watch me destroy all three of his personal little whores. Since he likes being choked so much I took it up a notch and started breaking shit. He was starting to get scared like a little bitch and that’s when my whores noticed. I took it upon myself to play a little game, they all had to choose what would happen to each other. Body parts being cut off and used to fuck them with, blood and more blood. Shit and piss and puke. The tears of course from all four of them. They all begged me if they could talk, for mercy. They deserved none however, I though deserved to cum from my twisted games.

Snuff sex, the kidnapping and toture

First I was hooded and then stuffed into a trunk. The ride was bumpy and the car I was in was loud and smelled bad. I could feel the trunk being carried and dropped. I felt like I was going to pass out. The hood and the closed trunk, there was very little oxygen. As I was beginning to feel like there was no more air, the trunk lid opened and I was yanked out. Standing, my clothes were cut off and the hood was removed, and a gag was put across my mouth. He sat me down on a chair and my arms were tied behind me and my legs chained to the floor. There was no escaping and I didn’t know what was going to happen.

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I waited a long time for the torturer to return. He walked in the room with a tray that had several different tools on it including the one he used first. It looked like a heavy duty pliers. He clamped it on my clit and I screamed with agony. It felt like he was trying to cut my clit off. He started whipping my legs and stomach harder and harder until I had bloody welts all over. He continued his torture with a by putting two vise grips on my nipples and almost totally closed them. My nipples were flat and bleeding then he smacked my tits with the cane he was whipping me with and I cried from the pain. He laughed with each sob. Just wait until later, snuff bitch whore, you will die.

Torture phone sex

torture phone sex

I was lying in bed one night when I felt something prick me and then suddenly falling into the best sleep of my life. When I awakened I began to freak out since my surrounding was completely different, by that I mean I wasn’t in my room or my bed or my house. I sat there panicking wondering where the hell I was and how I got here.

I kept telling my self that I was just dreaming and that I would wake up at any moment. I tried to move but then I noticed the chain that was attached to me and the wall. I tried to scream but my mouth had something soft and squishy  inside of it. A shadowy figure came out of the darkness and began to sing to me while taking out medical supplies from a leather bag.

I began to scream but it was muffled since I could see a saw and some scalps.  The stranger grabbed a hold of my feet and began to y examine my nice painted toes that were red in color. He rubbed his white surgical gloves across the top of my foot examining how moisturized and pretty my feet are. He pulled out his cock and began rubbing it all over my feet fucking I between my toes and the sole of my feet.

He was so turned on that he just kept Cumming all over my feet and toes making them shiny and sticky. I watched in horror as he continued to rub his cock all over me. The shadow man wanted more of a reaction out of me and decided to unchain me from the wall. Once free from being restrained I  began running to the nearest door to try my escape.

I grabbed the door knob and it was locked, I knew now that he was just playing with me. I pulled the object out of my mouth so I could talk and then I realized that I had a persons eye inside my mouth. I began to cry begging him to spare my life. He smiled and assured me that he wouldn’t kill me. He forced me to strip completely naked and began fucking me filling me up with his cum.

I laid there crying watching him fuck my holes open, forcing his cock deeper and deeper inside of me. I begged him to just get it over with quick so I could leave. His response was a laugh while he continued to enjoy my naked sexy body. He licked up my tits and filled me up with his cum and beat me until I could no longer bitch about him hurting me.

All I could do was just watch as he fucked and filled my holes using me like a sex toy to get his cock off. Once I thought it couldn’t get any worse it did. I felt a needle slide into my back causing my waist down to go numb and eventually paralyzed. The guy pulled out his saw and began cutting off my feet sawing them both at the ankle joint.

I screamed as I quickly learned that my body would never be the same and the more then likely I would never be able to walk again. I was left in a parking lot shortly after bleeding out when an ambulance came for me. I guess I got lucky since it could of been my life but still I wonder what he did with my feet.