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Sex with dead bodies after experimenting defiance of gravity

Sex with dead bodiesI strangled several schoolgirls after they fell for my party invitation to murder!

An introduction to Torture sex was how it all began. A party at my place led to a blood bath… My boyfriend used his cock to plug their airways while I slammed foreign objects in and out of their worthless cunts. My eyes lit up as I watched their lives forfeit from the excruciating pain they had endured… They were bound and forced to have sex for hours, while my boyfriend was fucking one; a massive dildo attached to a fuck machine covered in thorns prepped the cunt of the others. It was a Kill competition between me and my lover, how many slits we could massacre within an hour. The lifeless teenage bodies that filled the room looked so unrealistic it reminded me of one of those Snuff movies.

As they lay there like vegetables I continued to objectify their shapeless bodies.

I hung them from the ceiling and watched as they defied gravity. This was sweet lovers’ revenge for the Teen whore who thought she could sleep with my boyfriend. Only in her dreams would she have been able to look into his eyes with her eyeballs in her sockets! He fucked and choked that disgusting whore until her body fell limp. Her worthless friends fell victim because of her addiction to sleeping with taken men. They were placed inside of latex body bags alive and left to suffocate to death.

My boyfriend and I have been having threesome Sex with dead bodies.

Accomplice Phone Sex Thanksgiving Makes You Grateful

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex for Thanksgiving sounds perfect, doesn’t it? I love helping men stuff some young bird full of cock. Or perhaps just carve up a young bird and feed her bones to the dogs. Thanksgiving brings out all sorts of sick ideas for men. And I want to be along for the ride.

When I was younger, holidays never went the way I had hoped. No fancy meals. No family telling me they felt grateful for me. Just a piece of shit drunk daddy using me and beating on me. For me, the only fond holiday memories I have involve strangers and their sick fantasies coming to life with my help.

Trevor hired me to help him make a teen rape porn. His stepdaughter needed his dick, but since she did not agree, he hired me to make his rape fantasy cum true. I kidnapped the bitch while he was at work. Hopefully, giving him an alibi. I told him to wear an executioner’s mask so she would not know it was him fucking her.

Let Me Be Your Accomplice for Your Sick Fantasies Today

I could see why he coveted her. She is a hot teen slut. Long strawberry blonde hair. Her legs are long too. Big blue Bambi eyes that light up a room. But her attitude? Well, she needed him to take her down a few pegs. I told Trevor how to make her less vain. Vulnerable, insecure girls are much easier to handle. Although I drugged her to make her manageable, she was not completely out of it. She knew what was happening to her.

The look of dread on her face aroused me. Perhaps because I had that same look on my face every time my father tried to force fuck me. However, Trevor had a look of glee on his face as he sunk his big daddy dick into his hot teen slut stepdaughter’s cunt. That little whore got a stuffing she did not want for Thanksgiving. But Trevor got to explore his rape phone sex fantasies, finally. And for that, we both felt grateful.

Snuff Movies Inspire Me and Maybe My Kills Inspire Horror Directors Too

snuff moviesI love making snuff movies. Sometimes, Hollywood horror films inspire me. No one inspires me more than Eli Roth. His snuff is fake, but it inspires me, nonetheless. His first film to inspire me was Hostel 2. This scene in the beginning where a sexy woman bathes in the blood of some young girl hanging above her made me so wet. I ended up kidnapping a few young teen girls just to recreate the kill. Teenage blood is the fountain of youth. Great for the skin.

Recently, I saw his last film Thanksgiving. A tad formulaic  for a horror film, but the flick contains some great kills. This move had more blood and guts than some real snuff porn I have watched in the past. Two scenes made my cunt wet. The first one involved the evisceration of a woman. The killer cut her in half with a table saw letting her guts spill out onto the floor.

Horror Movies Often Inspire My Kills

The second scene that got a rise out of me involved a stepmom being basted with butter and stuck in a huge industrial oven. The killer cooked step mommy a golden brown and fed her to daddy to eat. When she came out of the oven, she looked like the perfect Thanksgiving meal. Crispy, golden brown, tender and adorned with potatoes and vegetables. Just how I prepare a meal too. In fact, the scene seemed like a page out of my special cookbook.

Now, I am hunting for the perfect Christmas meal. This is the perfect time for me to kidnap my meal too. Sometimes, it can take weeks to prepare the perfect meal for a cannibalism phone sex feast. Maybe Eli Roth has seen some of my real underground snuff slicks and used some of my kills for his movie. Although I doubt that he knows who I am, I will in the approaching weeks be looking to kill just like his villain did in his latest movie. But I could use an accomplice. Who’s hungry?

Young voice phone sex is fun and sick!

 

Young voice phone sex

Young voice phone sex is fun & sick! As a girl of the most perverse and depraved interests, I desire a satisfaction far beyond what vanilla fantasies can provide. My name is Marley and I’m fond of anything disgusting! I’m here to have a good time by expressing the darkest, more twisted fantasies that have been locked away inside of me. I don’t know why I enjoy them so deeply, but I do.

What I seek for you to share with me in our session is something really kinky. Give me something about a big, thick cock covered in delicious, warm blood that makes my pussy get all wet. Talk to me about the kind of Ass rape porn that only I seem to crave. I want you to push those boundaries – I’m a good girl, even if I don’t act like one very often.

You don’t have to take me seriously – in fact, it’s better if you don’t. Laughing at the absurdity of it all can make it all the more realistic, and can be really helpful in changing the expectations in our relationship. I’m definitely not your average girl, so really let yourself go with wild fantasies and thrilling stories. In the mind of Marley, there are no limits.

So if you want to get in on the Killer phone sex action, I am the one for you. It’s always a pleasure to make your fantasies come true and I’m always ready and willing. I love it when I can take you over the edge and explore your shrillest inner desires. Let’s make it as twisted, dark, and violent as we can and I promise you won’t be disappointed. So feel free to reach out for more.

Torture Sex Live Stream with My Favorite Son

torture sexIt is always torture sex with my son. Sometimes, I think he is addicted to beating me as I am addicted to his coke. But he loves me. Why else would he keep me so high? We live in a transactional world. If my boy gives me a huge bowl of coke, I know I need to help him with a live stream. The holidays are approaching, and everyone needs money. Except for me. I just need coke.

My boy let me get high first before he turned on the camera. I do not mind being his punching bag. He loves to see me purple and blue. His favorite colors. I heard the chimes before he even through his first punch. I think my boy knows what the fans want. They love seeing a snuff porn star beaten black, and blue.

As my face came up from the bowl of cocaine, my boy punched me. Not in the face though. He would never damage my sniffer. But the rest of my body is fair game. The more he punched me the more chimes I heard. He even bounced my head against the wall. Although I did not feel much because of the coke, I heard the ringing in my ears. Perhaps it disoriented me a bit. But my dizziness could have been all the coke I snorted too.

I Enjoy Being My Son’s Punching Bag

The real torture involved my 4th hole. Until he fucked my urethra, I thought I only had three holes to fuck. Nope. My ass used to be his favorite hole. He has fucked my ass so many times, and so hard in the past, I can push out my prolapse on command. And although I did show off my prolapse for my son and his home viewers, my pee hole took the brunt of his anger. My 4th hole is my tightest hole.

Mommy is nothing more than a punching bag. But like I said, I never mind. My boy loves me. He gets me coke. If he needs to use me as his ass rape porn star, destroy my urethra and beat me, so be it. Being his punching bag does not mean he does not love me. Although I am still sore as fuck, my son gave me enough coke to survive a beating from Mike Tyson.

Roleplay Phone Sex Takes You on a Wild Tour of Dark Desires

roleplay phone sexRoleplay phone sex allows you to explore safely your dark needs. Dexter had dark needs. He used his dark need to kill bad guys. Guys who should never be allowed to live outside a tiny cell. But that was a TV show. Most men would never kill another human or even think about force fucking a woman or a young girl. But then there are men like you.

Guys who think about killing or force fucking some young piece of ass all the time. Perhaps, you cannot act on your dark desires, but we can explore them securely on a role play call. I am a great fantasy accomplice phone sex partner. I help men just like you go down the rabbit hole of depravity. Although I can be your victim, I prefer to be your accomplice.

Unless you are a total masochist, accomplices have more fun. When Jim started calling me around COVID shutdowns, he felt filled with rage and sexual frustration. I helped him relieve that rage and tension with extreme and violent role plays. Now, he feels less anger, but that’s because I provided him with a safe space to let off his steam.

The Seedy World of Dark Desires is Instantly Addicting

But the more we talk, the more he wants to act on his dark fantasies. I am that good. So, during our last phone session, we discussed how he could find a young girl to fucking destroy with his big daddy dick. And I gave him some insight on how to lure a girl away from the park or the mall. And I shared with him that the holidays bring men into contact with young girls more frequently.

If Jim listens to my advice, he will never get busted for acting on his rape phone sex fantasies. I took him down that rabbit hole of depravity, and he will never come back. Neither will you because the seedy world of dark desires is just too addicting.

Gangbang Rape Porn is What This Whore is Made For – Geneva

Last night was like any other night. I became a Gangbang rape porn star. No, it was not planned, obviously. As always I just wanted to have a good time. This led to me wondering out to my local club to see some friends.

Upon entering and seeing that the night was some kind of hip hop thing going on, I figured things would be interesting. I sauntered over to the bar and got my usual red bull and vodka.

In no time I was hooted at and grabbed at. A blonde white girl with big fake tata’s and a round ass is all they saw. It’s true they thought of nothing other than pounding me out with their Big black cocks.

Honestly this thought of them thinking sexual pleasures from me turned me on. After all I am a whore. So should I be surprised that I was taken advantage of at an after party? Fuck no. This is always the outcome.

After leaving the club with a couple of black guys I started to feel concerned. It was a twenty minute drive to the place of the party. The guys were all over me and feeding me line after line of cocaine. There is a point where the edge gets pushed and adrenaline and borderline paranoia starts.

So this is how I was going to end my fun. Dead on air Gangbang Rape Porn Snuff.

Once we pulled into the driveway and I saw that there were at least 10 other guys there it seemed all good. But suddenly I felt things weren’t quite right. I did not see any other females. Brushing off any concern, like a bimbo I got more excited.

Finally I reallized all these bbc’s were all mine. I knew they had plans. We were a little tucked outside of town and away. So I just consumed more drugs and started suck the bbc’s. Then bam! I was knocked out and they started getting rough with me. Bright lights and camera”s were all I saw.

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Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Require the Perfect Accomplice

rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies intensify for men as the holidays approach. I attribute the increase in rape fantasies to two things. Stress and family time. Men feel more financial pressure during the holidays. The cost of everything has risen but most folks’ salaries have stayed the same. And holidays mean you see family perhaps you do not see regularly like a sexy aunt or a cute young niece.

And that is why I stay my busiest when the holidays hit. I post discreet ads in mercenary rags. Men see that I can assist them with their rape fantasies and even killer phone sex fantasies and hire me. Usually, I encourage men to find a surrogate for their lust or rage. A victim who could never pick them out of line up or blackmail them for life. However, sometimes a man is dead set of fucking a certain little girl that they do not heed my warnings.

But if the pay is double my fee, I will assist in a high-risk operation like the one Dale wanted. His niece cock teases him. Although he rarely sees her, he jacks off to her daily. His brother and his family came to town this week for the holidays. And he could not wait until Black Friday to fuck her. I tried to counsel him about the risks, but he just added more money. I took a day to think about how it should go. As the accomplice, I weigh the odds of all the different scenarios.

Your Rape Fantasies Require the Perfect Accomplice

Since his family stays with him when they visit, I decided the best way to do this would be to drug the little girl, fuck her in her sleep and clean up her pussy. Although he hated the idea of a condom, I told him if the girl wakes up with a sore cunt, she might not think twice about it, but if she sees a milky cream leaking from her pussy, that will draw more questions.

A urinary tract infection might explain a sore pussy. Or the horseback riding I suggested he do with his niece the day before. He fucked that little girl as she laid passed out in one of his guest bedrooms. He wore a mask and a condom. And the little girl woke up the next day walking funny, and everyone blamed the horse not the uncle. Now, he wants to find a little surrogate he can fuck and make a snuff porn star out of many times over. Of course, I will help him. However, for another large fee.

Bloody Phone Sex Gets Messy with a Gore Whore

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex fun is what I offer. You can call me a gore whore because I like it messy. Very messy. And I do not care who my victim is either. I am an equal opportunity killer. Young girls, young boys or older women and men, all bleed alike. Well, almost alike. Young blood is brighter red. And it tastes sweeter. Although I am no vampire, the taste of blood does not upset me.

I can kill quickly. But why kill quickly when you can prolong the agony? That’s the best part of any kill for me. I get off on your pain and suffering. Or our victim’s pain and suffering. Although I am a loner by nature, I enjoy killing with the right partner too. However, not all the guys who hire me have the stomach for what I do. Perhaps, they can explore their rape phone sex fantasies easier than they can murder their victim.

I Like My Victims Eviscerated Because I am a Gore Whore

I make a great accomplice because I will not let your victim live to identify you. Marc thought he could kill this young girl he fucked. He met this young girl at the mall who claimed to be 18 and down to fuck him. I did not buy his story that he did not know she was not 18. She did not look anywhere close to 18 when I kidnapped her for him. But I did not care because he paid me to get rid of his problem.

He thought he could help kill her but the simp puked at the thought of gutting her like a pig. This little cock tease likely lies to guys about her age, gets them hooked on teenage pussy then attempts to extort money from them because she is jailbait. But guess what? Today, there is one less cock teasing teen in the world. I eviscerated her. Gutted her in front of Marc. He passed out at the sight of her entrails. Pussy.

Not all men have the stomach I do. Nor do all men enjoy the torture sex as much as me. But that is why I am the perfect accomplice. I can stomach anything. The bloodier the better with me.

Bloody Mess For a Pretty Girl

Mutilation phone sex

Mutilation phone sex became so real for me. I never believed in superstitions and was always one to laugh when told to “not split the pole” or some dumb shit. So, when people mention bad luck, I was not worried that today would be the worst day of my life. Fortunately, Sir wanted to ensure that I was as miserable and uncomfortable as possible. It began with the normal spanking and nipple pinching but then things got scary. He hog tied me to a pole in his basement boiler room and unrolled an extensive torture kit. It yielded knives, scissors, a scalpel, and other crap to cut me open and mutilate me with. He began by tearing taking a firm grasp of my nipples and stretching them as far as they could go. Before I could scream, with the quick flick of the scalpel, he sliced my nipple clean off of my chest. I screamed in agony as he cut off the other one and blood trickled down my abdomen. I watched him toss each nipple into a bucket of ice to ensure an augmentation would be able to get them sewn back on. He stuck his finger in the open wounds and jammed the bloody fingers into my mouth. The gagging from the strong copper taste was nowhere near enough to deflect the pain from having a paring knife jammed into my groin. I thought I was going to faint from having to hold the screams in… “it’s okay Nigger, you can cry if you want”. Massive tears ran down my cheeks as I begged Sir to stop. He pushed the knife in deeper and twisted it a complete 360 degrees before cutting me down and saying, “take yourself to the hospital bitch… and clean up”. The whole cab ride I held the bucket of ice with my nipples in it close to my chest. I cried for I knew that I’d never forget how this Saturday night turned in to a bloody mess.