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Snuff Sex Sacrifice

snuff sexSnuff sex was my sacrifice. I was imprisoned with a bunch of disobedient whores. Our jailer selected my name as the sacrifice. I was to die. I was to take all the pain, so my fellow jailbirds would not have too. I was not the one acting unruly. I fought and protested, but that only brought on more pain. My jailer caned my chest. Hard smacks across my tits prompted me to yelp and holler in pain. I pleaded more, but I only got more smacks harder in intensity than the ones before. I was crying, even screaming in pain. I tried to understand that what I was doing was a sacrifice, but I didn’t want to die. Not this why at least, but Master said a sacrifice must be made for the greater good. My death would not be in vain. I saw him throwing the noose over the tree. I started fearing I would be lynched or burned alive like slaves not long ago. My fellow prisoners watched in awe and fear as our jailer slipped the rope around my neck. I was on my tip toes, teetering to not fall off the small crate I was standing on. I peed myself in fear. This was it. This was how a worthless whore was going to die. It is how I died. He thanked me for my sacrifice as he kicked the crate out from under my feet. I felt the noose tighten around my neck as I was floundering in the air like a fish out of water. I struggled to breathe. I felt the light slowly go dark.  I made the ultimate sacrifice for my fellow prisoners. I could only hope that my death would not be in vain. I could only hope that my death would serve as a reminder that bad behavior has consequences.

Murdered Maiden of Strangulation Phone Sex

A home invasion turns into a strangulation phone sex catastrophe when they come across this victim. I love to be a victim, and the more torturous the better in my desires and fetish of being beat to death into my final orgasm. I am a seriously twisted cunt and being awoken by this guy ontop of me with two others in the room with their dicks out really had my heart racing and my cunt wet. I scream, beg and cry… it’s what’s expected of me and well… that even gets me super wet. I can’t help how deranged I am and how fucking much I crave pain and punishment in order to really orgasm. I blame it on the countless boyfriends of my mothers that would come into my room nightly to get their fill of young bald pussy.

 Strangulation Phone Sex

Tramp next door

snuff moviessnuff sexI have known that the new young whore next door has had the hots for my boyfriend for a while. As soon as she moved in I realized she was banging guys left and right but her pathetic twat was interested in my my man. I knew It was time to teach her a lesson or two.

I tried to keep calm and tried not to act on impulse. I have to admit the thoughts going thru my head get more sinister by the minute. There’s a couple ways I’d like to snuff her out and they are all leading contenders. I know a slut like Macey needs to be tortured.

Since she wants to fuck my guy so bad I will be allowing her fantasy to come true. I will however be letting plenty have snuff sex with her. I’m sure it won’t be a problem seeing as she moved in recently and there has been a new guy over everyday.

Friday the 13th Grave Robbing

sex with dead bodies

Sex WIth dead bodies is the perfect Friday the 13th celebration! I went to my favorite gravesite and dug up two fresh bodies and brought them back to the blood Dungeon. I Also tracked down both young sweet meat chicks you gave me to acquire for you. I wonder if your hit list will ever be done. I hope not. I love sweet treats from those tasty sluts. You had me set up these two blonde bimbo fuck sluts in our torture chairs. They watched as your hungry for corpse man meat fucked those two dead girls. You came in a shower for the cold lifeless pussies. Your cum was a fountain spurting on top those two lovely pairs of blue tits. I got to slice both fuck sluts tits off and shove them in dead asses for you to fuck again, this time sweet dead assholes had a fresh warm feeling. As the live sluts bleed out I offered rosebud ass holes that you hammered until they grew cold. I strangled the first blonde and then put a plastic bag fastened with duct tape on the second.  I admit it was a twist on snuff sex bringing in corpses and slicing sweet flesh up at the same time. I grilled us both so steaks and seared sliced pussy lips dipped in my blood sauce from our killings. I can not wait for what you have planned next.

 

Hooker

Sadistic phone sexMy boyfriend is addicted to crack and heroin. My job is to keep him high or he’ll beat my ass. I belong to him, I’m his money-making machine. I walk the streets daily selling my ass to the highest bidder. It’s really scary getting into strangers’ cars but it’s worse going home with no money. Last week, he slapped me so hard that I flew across the living room. He gets pleasure from hurting me, it makes his dick hard when I cry. He chokes me until I turn blue and pass out. Then he wakes me by kicking my body. I want to leave but I have nowhere to go. I know one day he’ll kill me and put my body somewhere no one will be able to find me. Then he’ll replace me with a new younger model. I walked into the house and hand him all of my money but its never enough. Getting in those cars and sucking strange dick and swallowing semen all day but it’s never enough.

Hurting Myself

Taboo phone sexSometimes I’ll feel the need to get off just like you do when you stare at pathetic fuckable body. However I need something extra I use to not need before. When I’m rubbing my little clitty I need to feel pain. I’m a addict to it, sometimes I’ll just dig my nails into my own clit until I bleed. Or I’ll have a knife and make cuts along my body to push myself to the edge. It’s not just the pain that excites me, it the color of red oozing out of my body. It energizes me to push myself and edge myself closer and closer. If I’m finding it difficult and I need more, desperate and can’t find a torturer to push me to the end. I’ll find a way to do it myself, I’ll use rope around my pretty neck and pull until I can’t breathe. Letting myself feel I’m slipping away as I reach my maximum climax, often times I keep pulling. Maybe I’m destined to bring my own end?

Pay attention whore

ass rape pornAss rape porn was ordered by the master to bring over one of the girls I babysit. I was going to be the one to snuff her out in front of him. This was my only task, and I had to do an excellent job at it if I wanted to live pretty much. My master was pleased that I was able to fool the girl and tell her I was taking her to a fun arcade center. I got her nude and ready for an ass rape porn I was going to recreate and record. I did my best, but the master wasn’t pleased. I then got a beat down and got snuffed out too. Since I wasn’t able to do the job right, my twat was going to pay. I was bleeding and in tears by the end of the night. The girl got it so much easier. Guess I need to pay more attention.

Strangulation Phone Sex

strangulation phone sexStrangulation phone sex leaves me begging for more every time. I am an erotic asphyxiation girl. I have always enjoyed rope, ties, collars and scarves around my neck. I have hidden my many bruises over the years with choke collar necklaces and silk ties. Jim knew my secret, however. He hates me. I never meant to tip my hat to him at a party. I got drunk and ran my mouth to a girlfriend about by dark fetish. He overheard us and used it to his advantage. He has hated me for years because I rebuffed him. He has been trying to date me for years, but he is neither rich or handsome. Plus, he is not a dominant man. Years of sexual frustration and rejection turned into anger towards me. He drugged my glass with something potent. When I woke up, I was naked with a choke caller on and in his house. I know he has rape fantasies about me. I was afraid, those fantasies were about to become a reality. He had no desire to fuck my whore holes. He said he realized years ago that I was likely a diseased skank. I had never seen this side of him. Jim was a mild manner geek with a paper pushing job. I only knew him because he was the brother of a friend. He told me if I was such a kinky slut, then I wouldn’t mind him choking the shit out of me. I thought this was some sort of snuff porn hoax. I mean he didn’t have it in him to hurt me. I was wrong. It wasn’t the first time, but I think it would be my last time. His hands went around my neck so tight that I passed out. I felt blood welling up in my throat when I woke up. I started choking on my blood, then everything went dark.

Bloody Audition

Bloody phone sexSo a friend of mine told me about a local audition that was being held for a dungeon torture porn film. Which grabbed my interest so I requested to meet with the director/producer for a audition. I promised him he could do whatever he wanted to me. No special effects needed, I wanted to feel everything not just pretend. I offered him authenticity for this so of course he was skeptical and thought I was bluffing. He asked if I was willing to prove my tolerance. I volunteered gleefully. He asked for me to strip down and show him my lovely body. He quizzed me on pain preferences and decided to put me to the test. I hit myself repeatedly in the face, rubbing my swollen clit with my legs wide open. I twisted and dug my nails deep into my nipples until I could see those red warm droplets falling down against my creamy skin. He seemed pleased and brought over a big 8 inch dildo with golden spikes covered the tip. “May I?” he asked not waiting for a response he jammed it quickly into my wet pussy, pushing it in and out rapidly. I could feel it scraping my insides the pain was enough to make me scream. He then climb on top of me using his free hand to wrap around my throat until I felt the world spinning around me. It had been awhile since I came that hard, and I’m proud to say I nailed my audition!

Intruder

Strangulation phone sexI was asleep when I felt really cold all of a sudden. I peaked my eyes up just a little bit and saw my window was wide open allowing the wind from outside to chill me. I felt the bed go down a little as if someone was sitting next to me. I slowly turned over, and was quickly met with a hand roughly covering my mouth and another one around my throat. I felt pressure closing down against my throat making it hard to breath. My head was getting dizzy and I felt floaty without any air. The room was now fading more around me and I can’t recall hearing any sounds. It was like a quietness was surrounding us. I stared at my attacker, can he tell that my body is enjoying this? Can he look back at me and tell that I’m smiling?