Ass rape porn videos are what men pay to see the most. That is what my evil stepson tells me. According to him, men love to see women anally violated. They enjoy seeing assholes gaped open, stretched wide and crammed with all sorts of things that do not belong in the asshole. Over the weekend, my stepson attended our family cookout. He caught me fucking my teenage nephew. I mean he thinks he is blackmailing me. But my husband knows I fuck teen boys. He just does not know I do coke like an 80s model. My husband would likely divorce me if he realized how much blow I do, and everything I do to get that blow. I am a druggy whore. My stepson caught me being an anal whore for my nephew by marriage. I am not blood related to the boy, but I still love his hard, young cock. His mother is my sister-in-law though and she hates me. She would have me arrested if she knew what I was doing with her teenage son. She has always hated me because she thinks I married her brother, who is 20 years older than me, for his money. I love my husband and he loves me. He accepts me mostly. He would never leave me for fucking younger cock. He would leave me for all the blow I do though. So, when my stepson summoned me for an anal torture sex session, I could not refuse him. He went all out to torture my ass too. He strung me up in the air with a meat hook in my ass. That cold hook in my ass felt awful. I was swinging around in the air like a snuff version of Peter Pan. My ass was gaping and stretching so wide a fist could go inside me and never touch my flesh. When he cut me down, he started shoving huge things in my asshole. Things way too big for a woman’s tiny holes. But as my stepson pointed out, I am no woman. I am a taboo phone sex whore who can take the anal torture. Just because I can take it, does not mean I like it.
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Ass Rape Porn Star Because Men Love to Anally Torture Women
Gangbang Rape Porn Star No More, Accomplice Now
I am used to being the gangbang rape porn star. For decades men violated me for their pleasure. Many times, it was filmed. There are plenty of illegal films of me out there. My father made the first ones, and he would sell them to men to pay for his coke habit. I ran away and did a few homemade films for guys. They paid me for my time. I was a Lolita porn star. When I was legal age, I did a lot of hardcore BDSM porn. I mean my holes were already seasoned by the time I could vote. Now, I have earned my freedom and I am more the accomplice these days than the teen rape porn star. But I met a man who makes money with brat porn. Like hardcore brat porn. He recognized me all grown up. Hard to believe because I am now a platinum blonde with fake tits, but he was a fanboy of the films my father made of me. I was afraid he might know my father, but he did not. He was just some random connoisseur who bought an illegal tape from a guy in an ally in the late 90s. I met him at a fetish club. We got to talking and he decided he wanted to hire me to help him with his brat porn collection. He had an assistant that got arrested and deported. She never ratted him out though. She was loyal. His little underground enterprise is safe, but he needs a new talent recruiter. The pay is out of this world. Plus, he is a fan boy. I agreed to be his new accomplice. Last night, I brought him his first brat. You really need a woman to be your partner for such endeavors. Women can lure girls away to their demise much easier than men. I brought him a girl who could have been me as a schoolgirl. He was very happy with my selection. She screamed for her mommy the entire time, and she bled like a pig. It ended up a snuff porn because she was a fighter. I was tipped for disposing of her little battered body. I think I have just embarked on a wonderfully profitable business partnership.
Snuff Movies Can be Inspired by Hollywood Horror Films
I am a snuff movies and chill kind of girl. I do not watch sappy ass chick flicks or romance movies. I need violence and gore. I was told this new horror film Terrifier 2 was so disturbing that people were puking and leaving the theater. I knew it was not a snuff flick. I also knew it would not be as violent as anything I have done before too. It was a Hollywood movie. Special effects might be gory, but no way this film would be too violent for me, however. I have yet to see a film too violent for me. I don’t think anything could be too violent for me. I have made some pretty gory snuff porn in my life too. I went to see this film knowing the movie would not be as good as the hype. Terrifier 2 was good, but it was not too gory for me. Art the Clown may be my spirit animal though. He just hates all people, and he is brutal as fuck. He gave me some inspiration for my next kills. I mean this killer clown castrated a dude. He poured acid on women’s faces. He dismembered folks. He even gutted his victims and pulled out their beating harts and ate them. His is a sick mother fucker. Right up my alley, but Art the Clown is fiction. Venus the Bitch, is all real folks. I decided to get some acid. I mean it would be fun to disfigure some stuck up cunt who thinks her looks alone will get her by in life. I was all set to use the acid on this dumb cunt I saw, when a fucking jack ass thwarted me. I decided I would fuck him up, but I wanted to put the acid on his cock not his face. I made him think I was going to blow him in the parking lot. As if I would ever blow some tool in a parking lot, but it got his pants down. I tossed the acid on his worthless junk, and it was better than castration phone sex! I mean the flesh burned off his cock and balls. It was like his junk was melting. He passed out and went into shock. I poured more on him for shits and giggles and watched his body turn into a pile of mush. I have a taste for a new level of sick torture now.
Ass Rape Porn Nights Just Get More Brutal Every time
It was an ass rape porn night for me. You would think my ass could handle just about anything these days, but it gets harder and harder to take the anal abuse my stepson inflicts the older I get. I am his cash cow. He is my supplier too. He knows how to get me to do whatever he wants. He had it all planned out last night too. I arrived 30 minutes after he summoned me. I had a sense of dread going to his place, because he just gets more and more brutal with each live stream. When I arrived, there were a couple chicks there with him. I thought for a moment I got to be the accomplice, but that was not his plan. When it comes to anal torture sex, women are far more brutal. I did not want to be there with them. But I have no choice. My stepson has so much blackmail material on me. I cannot fight him. A couple times a week, we do these brutal live streams. He gets money. I get coke and a mutilated ass. The women started off nice. Well, nicer than most, but the higher they got the more brutal they became. I had all sorts of things shoved up my ass. It started with dildos. All sorts of big dildos. That was followed by fists. Then came the baseball bat and the rolling pin. Things not designed for the ass were going up my ass. That is nothing new. But they put a cattle prod in my ass and started cranking up the voltage until I could smell my own burning flesh. I cried from the pain. I was pissing myself too. The viewers loved it though. Sadly, for me and my ass, it was the biggest tipping moment from my snuff porn. Guys love to see a soccer mom get annually abused. Do you?
Stroke your cock to Bloody phone sex with a useless Lolita
Stroke your cock to Bloody phone sex with a useless Lolita. I love keeping little Lolita’s with me while I hear a man stroke his dick to her screams and cries, how she begs me to stop while I rape her tiny pussy. Some of them even enjoy it, I’ve gotten little ones with cocks who love taking my pink pussy. My men barely last a minute because of it, they love hearing those little ones and Lolita’s moan and cry for me. I pop Lolita’s cherries; I love being an evil cunt who takes their virginities and watch them bleed, it’s like I own them now. It’s the best Snuff phone sex you can ever have, your cock can cum inside of her bloody young pussy, and I will make her trained to love it all.
Murder phone sex Fantasies are a gift
I frequently have Murder phone sex Fantasies. Maybe it’s because my life is so hard being the slave of these horrible men, but the sweet release of a bloody, grim, horrifying demise seems alluring instead of scary. I dream of it often, laying there while my abused cunt is sore and bleeding from the recent reaming or torture session, hoping that somehow the bleeding doesn’t stop and I simply cease to exist. I want to die, I want to be killed, I want tomorrow to never come and I always get my hopes up whenever I feel a new pain or something breaks inside while they fuck my black ass rough and hard and raw. It’s fun for them, subjecting me to Mutilation phone sex, turning their domestic late-night ‘snack’ of a whore into something worse just because I didn’t have the power to fight back or the will to run away. The windows are open, the door is right there, but I can’t move. I never can, and anytime I think of it one of them comes around the corner with some new guy and they pull me back down to hell one nasty fuck, one horrifying cut, one bloody scream at a time. I know they eventually plan to let me die, when I’ve become too used, too worthless, too abused and lifeless. I just hope it’s soon, that maybe they underestimate what I have left and end it too soon. I want to still be here to choke on my blood, I still want to remember my bastard crack whore husband when I breathe my last breath and collapse onto the floor in a puddle of was and potential. I need to go out quickly, to be used for Snuff porn, and somehow I get my hopes up every single time someone calls, hoping that it’s going to be the guy that pays enough for them to do just that…
Bondage Phone Sex Can be a Nightmare for a Pain Slut
Bondage phone sex can get kinky. I am a kinky switch. I love to be an accomplice, but sometimes I am still the victim. I am a bit of a pain slut. I guess you could call me a fetish queen. I have always loved BDSM. I am a frequent flyer of the fetish scene. I have done tons of fetish modelling, been to all the clubs, I have even had masters in my life. I am enjoying being a free agent now, but sometimes I crave the hand of a strong man, and it leads me to danger every time. When I met Patrick, he seemed like a normal master daddy type. He appeared to be more like a Christian Gray than a snuff porn guy. I was wrong. Behind the expensive designer suit was a stone cold sadist. I never should have gone home with him. Why I did, I am not sure. I guess I have a death wish. His entire house is one BDSM dungeon. All weekend long, I was at his mercy in his dungeon. Many times, I thought I might not make it out alive. He is into pain and torture. Inflicting it. He used a meat hook in my ass to string me up like a pinata. My ass was stretching out more than if I was an anal sex porn star with a 100 cocks in her ass. He put a ball gag in my mouth because my cries were annoying him. While strung up by my ass, he whipped me. I spun around in the air with every whack. I was dizzy and sick to my stomach from the constant spinning. Patrick just laughed and found more things to whip me with. I was his torture sex slave doll for the weekend. Patrick is one sick fuck. He gets off on the pain and fear of women. Do you? Are you my next nightmare.
Bloody phone sex is our own Halloween special
The hiss that escapes out between clenched teeth during Bloody phone sex, the dreaded fear that comes with a cold steel at skin, and the exhilaration as it slices through muscle and transforms a feature into something completely different. I’m a masochist through and through, and my scars are just another reminder at the bliss I’ve managed to convey to myself despite a lot of supporters telling me I’m going to far. They’re not battle scars that mark my body, I’m not an edgy teen too lost in the whirling pain to express myself in any way but overwhelmed by agony, I’m just that tainted and twisted. I love every moment, every bloody drop spilled, and every piercing scream you get with Evil phone sex. If it’s not on my personal canvas, it has to be someone else doesn’t it? One way or another, blood will be spilled, and I hope it’s mine but I’m not averse to spreading out if it means someone cries out and wakes the dead.
If I can get that while a cock is pumping in my pussy, all the better. I’m not going to try and pretend I’m above being a dirty slut, it’s my career and I take pride in it. I bruise easily, so if my whole abdomen isn’t purple by the time you’re done reaming me, you clearly didn’t try hard enough you fucking pussy. Don’t be a weak ass bitch with me, I want to feel bones creak and blood flow. If you don’t have it in you to fuck hard enough to make a cunt cry, then you better at least be able to work a knife or bite hard. No pussies here except my actual pussy, you better work your magic and make me cum a crimson stream.
It’s halloween, don’t fuck around, get out all your gruesome Rape phone sex fantasies on my poor abused body.
Bloody Phone Sex is Always Off the Charts on Halloween
Tonight, the bloody phone sex will be off the charts. This is the one night of the year that this murderous bitch can blend in well with others and kill undetected. There are so many people in costume, that I blend right in. Last Halloween, I killed a lot of stupid bimbos. I plan to up my number this year. The stupid bimbos appear to be out in droves already. I hate stupid bimbos. You know the kind I am talking about too, right? They dress like little whores, cock tease the men, then act all righteous when a guy gets a boner looking at them in their slutty clothes. Like what the fuck, whore? You cannot prance around half naked all the time and expect men to not want to fuck you. Know your audience, cunt. You will never see me dressed like a whore or acting like one either because I do not want that kind of attention. Men still want me because they think I am a challenge. They think I am playing some sick game with them, but that is not who I am. I do not try to attract attention. I want to blend in and not be remembered. Makes it much easier kill as a snuff porn bitch that way. No one remembers the quiet Goth chick.
I have already stalked a few places that will have a high bimbo concentration tonight. I know the bars and the parties that will have the most drunk bimbos to torture and fuck. The problem is this year, I have no accomplice. Maybe you could help me prey on some dumb cunts? Sure, I can kill bimbos with no help. Last Halloween, I killed close to 60 bimbos all by myself. I can only kill them though. I can make it very painful and bloody, but the real fun is ruining their fuck holes first. And that is where you come in. What do you think? Want to fuck up some bitches together? Be my accomplice phone sex partner so we can put some dumb cunts in their places tonight which is in an early grave.
Violent Phone Sex Fantasies are Common for Women Too
I have violent phone sex fantasies. Do you? I am known mostly as a victim, but I am almost 40 now. I have years of aggression and anger built up inside of me. I hooked up with this drug dealer Friday night. I was desperate for a fix, and he was the only one with enough coke for me who was willing to trade my fuck holes for the drugs. He is a violent guy. Not the kind of man I want to cross or disobey. Plus, he has the best coke. I hate to go to him for coke though because he is such a scary man. I mean this is the kind of guy who makes real snuff movies with those who cross him as the stars. At first, he did not want to give me coke. He told me he is tired of my old holes. I get it. I have been used a lot. I wanted that coke though, so I suggested I find him something young and very tight. I am a soccer mom. I can lure away any girl easily. I had his attention then. I have some rage inside me too, so I was hoping he would let me help him torture her. I was only gone about an hour. I had no trouble finding a little slut with tight holes. He was happy with my selection. I held her down so he could fuck her. There was a lot of blood. No doubt, she was a virgin. I sat her face and made her eat my asshole while he fucked her bloody cunt. She was a fighter. But she was no match for us. I mean I wanted coke. I would have slit her throat myself for his coke. He made a snuff flick and a teen rape porn video, and I helped. She was just a little high school tramp anyway. One of those are born every minute. She is replaceable. I got my coke, and my dealer got some tight young pussy.