All my son has for his mommy are violent phone sex fantasies. But they never stay fantasies. He needs his mommy whore to make money. I never mind because he gives me coke. So, I get beat up. So, my asshole prolapses. So, I change colors. I get my coke. Last night, we did a live sex show. Less sex, and more torture. My son is ingenious. He has this podcast system set up with viewers who pay through Bitcoins to watch him do things to his old druggy whore mother. I am not the most attractive woman anymore. I am a skeleton of my former self. Just saggy skin on bones with big fake tits. I look like an 80s trailer park whore. Pancake make-up tries to hide faded bruises and age. My son lets me get high before I must perform for him. I need that coke for the torture sex. He beats me first, so I start turning his favorite colors black and blue and purple. My tits get tied up better than a side of beef. He goes Mike Tyson on my old fun bags too. Last night, he broke one of my saline bags. He choked me leaving a pretty purple mark around my neck. He put a plastic bag over my head to suffocate me too. The worst, however, was when he prolapsed my asshole, put a zip tie around it and fucked my ass from the outside in. That was followed by fisting my pee hole. I know you might think my son hates me, but he does not. He loves me. He needs me. I am his moneymaker. The dings of Bitcoin payments were off the charts last night. I made him more money than ever. Sure, I am battered and sore today, and I am changing colors, but I got coke and earned my son lots of money.
Tag: strangulation phone sex
Breathing Is Overrated
Some people don’t understand the pleasure of pain or the intensity of that first breath after being denied the right to breathe!
Imagine the first time your cock was completely consumed by the warmest, wettest, tightest pussy. Remember that feeling as your thick hard cock started to ease t’s way in and then slowly pull out, pumping that pussy over and over.
Remember that tight cunt squeezing your cock and stroking every inch of you as you fucked it!
Remember how it felt when you knew you were going to burst wide open and there was no holding back and then there you were, still inside that slippery wet fuck hole and your cock melts in the perfect sensation of your cum inside all of her sweet wet pussy.
Now imagine not having it!
It is there, around you every day, just out of reach!
Being choked and suffocated is even more intense!
Feeling your cock fucking me, your hands around my throat, my body giving into you completely!
The sensation of you inside my is more intense, more erotic and I can feel every vein, every ripple like a blind person, my senses are heightened and then….
As we cum together and you release your hold on my delicate bruised neck, that first breath forces my body back to life, giving unstoppable exertion to the most amazing mind altering orgasm.
My bruises are barely noticeable and I am craving your skin even more than before. I can’t breathe with out you.
I just want to strangle you
I just had a call for strangulation phone sex. He wanted to know how long my neck was and if I had even been choked before. I answered that my neck was 4 inches and that I liked to be choked during sex. He chuckled kind of darkly and said that they would some of both. He had me come and sit down in a chair that he had prepared in the middle of the room. I did as I was told and he tied my body to the chair. He then placed a ball gag into my mouth so that I couldn’t start screaming for help. He stepped behind me and I could hear him making some noise and I was curious and also a little scared. I felt his hands gently come around my neck and caress it for a few minutes before he placed his arm around my neck and start squeezing. I was trying to thrash some as I began to see black spots but he didn’t let up. My vision was darkening when he let go finally. I was breathing pretty heavy and crying when he told me to get as much air as I could in this small amount of time. He then brought a noose down from the rafters above and placed it around my neck. As he was pulling the other end of the rope to tighten the noose he removed my gag telling me that he wanted to hear me struggle for air as it turned him on. As the rope got tighter I started choking and gagging. My face was burning and I was crying. He finally just tied the rope off and let me hang there for a few minutes before he came over, cut my clothes off and fucked me until he came. He then caressed my face and said that I had served my purpose and he walked away and turned the light off as I sat there hanging.
Snuff Porn Auditions Were Initiation
This snuff porn audition I went for turned out more wrong than ever. It was a gang initiation effort to test wannabe gangsters. These guys set up a gruelsome scene. They used an old meat processing plant. The white blonde whores like me were the cattle. We would be processed in a different matter. The idea was to see if the guys had it in them to ganbang a white slut to her death. I was forced to choke on the cocks of the leading gang members until their initiates showed up. My throat was fucked raw and they couldn’t leave my blonde cunt and ass alone either. They used me up before the fun- in their eyes- was about to begin. They were going on about this and laughing as they slapped me around and beat me. I was their to get snuffed and got some good dick while I waited. Just another day of being whore meat.
Snuff Sex Slut
Dark fantasies and snuff sex are the root of so much sexual energy that goes untapped. I’m a whore that is never going untapped and that’s fine. I am often tied up and tapped every hour by my captor. It’s even a regular occurrence for me to be drugged at the bar and assisted with a cab to get me home. But that was all show. The cab was the very person driving it that drugged me. They always work in a group of three or two guys. I am the gullible dumb whore. I flirt and get bitchy after a few drinks and they have an intense desire to slap me around and rapture my holes with as many cocks as they can gather to fuck me. I deserve every bit of those massive cocks and sometimes they are furry and huge. They destroy my holes into a sloppy wet creamy pink, white and red from all the blood and cum. I am just a fuck doll for your pleasure.
It’s Only Fun If Someone’s Bleeding
The thought of your hand slapping me hard, the sting, the heat…the pain gets me so wet!
I know you love it to!
You love hearing me cry and seeing the mascara run down my face.
But I am not like other girls…I love the pain!
A tiny little slap wont do it!
Slapping my face and pulling my hair is foreplay!
If you can’t look me straight in the eye and choke me to near death while fucking my face, then you can’t make me cum!
I want you to wrap your hands around my fragile neck and squeeze so hard that you are jacking off your own thick hard cock while you slam it down my throat!
Then when I am passed out, fist my tight cunt until the walls of my cunt are gaping and draping!
But my tight ass is feeling a little neglected and you see that fresh fuck hole, still intact and your cock gets so damn hard that a cat can’t scratch it!
Then you flip my lifeless body over and start ramming that meat deep into my shit hole!
The only lube is the blood that dripped from my cunt which is starting to dry and make it an extremely tight fuck!
But then I start to regain consciousness, just as you are about to nut!
You quick backhand sends me back and you yank that cock out and lose your load all over my mutilated mangled body!
Now ThAt makes my cunt spasm!
A Taboo Phone Sex Halloween
It is no secret I am a pain slut. That is why I am into taboo phone sex. I have harmed my body in more ways than one getting fucked up. I am not really talking about all the coke I pour into my body though. It is what I do when I am high. I make awful decisions that put me in precarious situations. I met this dude at a Halloween party last weekend. He wanted to hook up later and do some coke with a group of his friends. I agreed to meet him later. The address he gave me turned out to be for this abandoned asylum with a spooky history on the outskirts of town. Rumor has it that the place was condemned decades ago for abusing its patients and the ghosts of the tortured still haunt the place. Sometimes, the place makes the news because some teen boy or girl gets hurt ghost hunting or throwing an underground rave. I walked in cautiously because I knew the place’s history. I saw no cars. Heard no music. I did not think a party was happening. I was duped. I could smell decay and piss. The halls were dark, and damp. I tried to flee to my car because I was not in the mood to star in a snuff porn. Some one grabbed me. I screamed. It was the guy from the party, but he looked sinister. He pulled me into a room. There was a bed, BDSM gear, and movie equipment hooked up to a generator. Fuck this shit I said as I tried to bolt. He grabbed me and slammed me so hard against the wall that I passed out. When I woke up, I was bound and gagged. He was fucking another girl, strangling her. She was fighting but losing her fight. He squeezed her throat so hard her eyes started to bulge and bleed. I was horrified. He did not want to party. He wanted to kill and torture me. I watched in shock as he dismembered the girl then fucked her dying body. I was next. I knew it. Then he made me an offer. Lure young girls to him and be spared. Do not judge me. Survival of the fittest.
Marley pieces
Mutilation phone sex makes me go to pieces! Today they found what was left of my body. I was found in a drainage ditch a short drive from my home. They found my head which had been severed by a piano wire, most of my torso which had bite marks in it, and one of my hands. From what they could see I had been beaten before being dumped on the side of the road. What they don’t know is how it happened. You see I met a guy online who promised to fulfill every fantasy that I had ever had. We had talked about my depression and how I ultimately kill myself but that I would like to enjoy it. He agreed and so we met at a cabin in the woods. He took this last picture of me and then we began. He tied my arms up above my head, tied my legs up behind me and put a gag in my mouth. He then lowered the ropes enough that he could fuck me from behind. But before that happened he used my body like a punching bag. There was’t even a spot that didn’t have bruises on it. While I was crying and going in and out of consciousness he took a couple of big bites out of my torso, he looked up at me grinning with my blood and flesh running down his chin. He then removed my gag and got behind me. My pussy was wet already so he slid his cock into me and started fucking me by holding onto my hips so I didn’t swing away from him. After a few strokes he pulled a piece of piano wire from his pocket and wrapped it around my throat. He used that to hold my body in place while he both strangled and fucked me. I could feel the wire cutting into me but I tried to concentrate on the fucking I was getting. I started choking and he leaned down and said this is it I can’t wait to hear you take your last breath. All I could see was stars and then it all went black. He finished the job by completely removing my head from my body, then using the same wire to slice through my hands and feet. He then gave my cold lips a deep kiss and dumped my body into the ditch. It was exactly how I wanted to go but wish that the animals had done a better job of taking off with the rest of my body.
Gaped and Fantasy Raped Snuff Porn
I was the star of a nasty Snuff Porn where the fake raping fantasy of my dead corpse was the highlight. I was gangbanged by a hundred raging hard black dicks. They all used me to the point of me being fucked unconscious. I begged and pleaded but they were relentless and the money kept being tossed at me as they took my holes. I was gaping and bleeding so bad that my cunt and ass were unrecognizable and it didn’t matter. The blood and cum from so much fucking of my ass and pussy raw just made it more enticing. The two best forms of lubrication for a cheap whore is blood and cum. Every whore knows this and knows that if they aren’t being ripped open and fucked to the point of bleeding then they just aren’t tight enough and too used up. You want to be able to still be ripped wider and bleed when the big black cocks pound your pussy into fucking tenderized flesh curtains. This ass and cunt are still tight enough so they didn’t completely kill me on this set. But I was left a bloody overfucked cum covered corpse with black and blue eyes and swollen lips.
Snuff Porn Sex Slave
I showed up to audition for a snuff porn Saturday afternoon. I was immediately grabbed as I stumbled in the entrance wearing my daisy dukes that were so short my cunt lips hung out. My little thin denim halter top barely covered my tits. I am a trashy skank porn star for snuff and exploitation films. I am the dumb blonde bimbo that wears high heels with whore shorts. My perfect body and long legs make all of this acceptable. I am a Barbie and not disgusting anyone by showing too much. I piss off women and make men uptight and heated because they can’t legally nor openly do what they wish to do to me. I know the power I have and how to use it. But, you see, I have a dark side that craves the torture and humiliation. I am a victim to my own filthy mind and desires. I am here for your pleasure.