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Snuff Whore Paulina

rape phone sex fantasiesDon’t ask me where or how, all I know is. For the last 3 days I have been nearly fucked to death or beaten to death or both at the very same time. It all began as I woke up to a line full of men along side of my bed with their cocks in their hands. One of the very first men I seen was my very own husband. No surprise! He then went on to tell me that if I screamed or resisted in any way shape or form I’d pay for it even worse than what I am about to! That is when he grabbed me by the head of my hair and drug me to the edge of the bed. Barely awake and eyes still blurry trying to focus he shoved his cock in my throat. I heard the other guys laugh and one shouted out “breakfast time bitch”. This definitely is not what I have pictured when I think of breakfast in bed. But then again with a husband such as mine I would not expect anything less. They each began gagging me with their meat. By the time I was on the last dick I nearly puked all over it. I held it down with everything I had in me. Knowing I would be forced to lick it all up had I made a mess. Once they were done skull fucking me I was ripped up off the bed and flipped over, I was told to reach back ad spread my ass cheeks as they all took their turn ramming their cocks in my ass and in no gentle fashion ether. My husband started shouting at the guys “fuck her asshole until I see blood” I laid there and took it and soon felt the warm sensation of blood run down the back of my thigh. I was then flipped over and my pussy became a pin cushion for all of their bloody cocks. My husband gave orders that they wrap their hands around my throat as they fuck me. I remember getting dizzy as I felt the first load fill pussy up and after that I must have passed out. Once again waking up to find myself covered in my own blood and the cum of many men.

I make good people do Bad things.

Blasphemy phone sex

Listening to you preach your bullshit about god makes me laugh. Last night you were not worshiping god you were god. You held the life of a worthless whore in your hands and your mind was made up. You were going to take her life but not quickly. You wanted someone just like your own daughter.. You hate her, you want to skull fuck her. Your daughter looks just like your wife and so does this little whore. Her long brown hair is the same mousy brown that your wife and your daughter have. At church you are the perfect pastor, the perfect husband, the god fearing preach man has blood on his hands and cock.

Sadistic phone sex

I loved rubbing my pussy as your shoved your cock into her tight virgin asshole making her bleed as your tore her asshole up. I couldn’t help but suck her blood of your cock as you watched her turn blue as you wrapped your hands around her neck squeezing the life out of her.. Go on preacher man.. Preach about god.. How does it feel to have power like your false god? I’ll be waiting for you Sunday night with one of your sluts to fuck and burn after Sunday night prayer group.

Snuff Porn Fantasy Explored with Mallrats

I was out for a stroll when this little snuff porn idea crossed my mind. The kidnapping phone sex scene where the young girls are abducted from the mall and taken to an abandoned house, is where this dream started. I fail to remember how I lured the girls with me, but it worked.

So, I return to the house with three barely conscious young sexpots that just look dreamy to my boyfriend. He is just salivating over the thought of that bald cunt and those tight little assholes and just how sweet they will taste. We strip them down and tie each one to a chair facing the air mattress in the center of the room. The girls will enjoy quite a show… well at least two of them will!

I will be helping as my BF starts to penetrate those fuck holes making good and sure he gets enough cock inside the young sluts. I want to watch as he penetrates and rips those cuny’s open and fucks those asses raw. I want to watch as he cums inside the young fuck holes. Furthermore, I want to snuff the shit out of these spoiled mallrats!

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Hitchhiking Leads To Kidnapping

kidnapping phone sexWhen my car broke down on the side of the road, I reached for me cell, only to realize I had no service. Realizing I had no choice but to hitchhike and hope for the best, I got out of the car. Car after car passed, without even slowing down. Finally a sedan slowed down. Inside was an older man who looked like a nice man. I told him where I was headed and he said he would be happy to give me a lift. He didn’t have a cell for me to call anyone either. I jumped in his car and we started down the road. When he missed my turn, I told him. He snapped at me to shut up. He said he was going to get paid for his kindness in picking a whore up off the side of the road. An evil glint was in his eye.

He pulled up at a run down store that looked like it had been closed for business for quite a while. He ushered me into the dirty bathroom. He pulled out lengths of rope, tying me up where I couldn’t move. He was sadistic in his pursuit of pleasure, beating me with a whip, biting my nipples and clit, and even strangling me with a rope before he finally fucked me hard in the pussy and ass, leaving a large load of cum inside my asshole. After he came, he abused me some more, using a rope to strangle me to the point of blacking out several times before releasing his grip on me. My body was black and blue from his beating and my throat burned from the ropes. He left me there, tied up in one of those abandoned stalls, my body screaming in pain. I wondered how long I would be there before being discovered. I needn’t have worried because soon another man appeared in the restroom. Finding my body already used and abused, he decided he would have his way with me as well.

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Curiosity Killed The Cat

torture phone sex angie1It was a great costume party all though not the time of year for one. Drinks were flowing, drugs were being passed around and no one knew who any one was in their costumes. Standing in the corner watching as everyone mingled, my eyes caught a young man in a black Zorro type mask. the look in his eyes were so familiar. Not like I recognized who he was. but like I recognized the look of the hunt. He was watching a young girl in the corner like a car watching it’s prey while crouched in the grass before it pounces. I could feel the thrill rising in my crotch because I knew what he was doing. he stalked her for hours before going outside for what I assumed was a bit of fresh air. When he returned he approached her and I saw him pull something from his pant’s pocket. A bit of talk between them and she was following him out the door. I watched them walk towards a car that wasn’t parked far from mine. He opened the trunk, I saw him lift his arm and come down as she slumped to the ground. He hit her with something knocking her out. As he lifted her off the ground and into his trunk, I slipped behind the wheel of my car. I followed from a safe distance to a patch of woods off a highway. I watched him hand cuff her hands behind her back and kiss her limp body while caressing her legs and lifting her skirt. Finally it appeared that she was coming to. I saw the glint of the blade and thought he would kill her and I would get no further thrill. But instead he used the knife to cut her clothes off her body before he fucked her as she fought helplessly. I could see him fucking her faster and faster before he wrapped his hands around her neck. He knew just what he was doing, choking her slowly as he drew his orgasm out for as long as he could. He was slumped over her, exhausted from the ordeal and she was slumped lifeless under him when I felt the hot cum dripping down my legs.

Snuff Porn Sunday

snuff pornIt’s snuff porn Sunday. Every caller I have had today wants to kill me. That is not unusual, however, most men want to do very bad things to me. I have a tendency to bring out the evil in men. I remember this one time a few years ago. I was on a date with a Wall Street banker type. I had always heard that the men in the most high powered jobs are the ones likely more docile, more submissive with women. It makes sense really. Doctors, lawyers, CEOS… they have so much riding on their decisions, their actions, that they want to give up power in the bedroom. I thought I was safe from a night of abuse going out with Reggie. I met him at a Starbucks. He seemed in awe of my beauty and not in a “I want to take it from you,” sort of way either.

I don’t remember much about the date until I woke up in an executioner’s mask and  Reggie was choking me.  He degraded me as he abused my body. He ridiculed me for thinking an educated wealthy man like himself would actually want anything to do with a trailer park whore like me. He carved WHORE into my stomach with a razor blade so I would never forget what I am. In fact he sliced my entire body with that blade. Nothing deep, but there was blood. At one point I looked like Carrie at the prom. My entire body was covered in blood. Not enough to kill me, but enough to make me freak out. Enough to leave my body covered in scabs. Enough to cause a lot of pain. Imagine your entire body was covered in paper cuts. That is what I felt like.  He mutilated my flesh for hours while humiliating me.  He never fucked me. Well not with his cock. He abused my fuck holes with a baseball bat and other innate objects because I was probably “a diseased whore.”

I learned that day that no man is safe. I make even the meekest looking man do very bad things to me.

I Can’t Breathe

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I couldn’t breathe and I couldn’t move. I felt my hands and my feet tied tightly but something was also around my neck. I tried to scream but nothing came out. Then I felt it. SMACK. I wet towel smack across my cunt. I trembled and let out a stifled scream when I felt it again. SMACK. I felt my pussy swelling up from the abuse. I wanted to just die from the pain but I wouldn’t know what the desire to die was really like until flesh began to get sliced deep. He was mutilating my body and all I could do was lay there helpless. The warm blood was pooling around the surface I was laying on. I could feel the body fluid running up my legs, around my pussy, up my back, and in my hair. I started to grind my pelvis in the puddle to feel the warm blood splash on my clit. I needed to feel pleasure with this pain. I could hear him unzip his pants at the foot of the table and climb up. While we were in a pool of blood he forced his massive cock inside of me as he strangled me again. I couldn’t breathe and I couldn’t move. But I could FEEL myself about to cum. I could also feel myself about to black out. Which one came first? I still don’t know.

Strangulation phone sex

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I was on my knees like a good fucking cum slut, sucking a cock. He was just some random guy at the gas station that turned into a fuck. Real classy, right? It was dark and I was just coming home from the clubs and he offered me some cash and cum. I get taken to the back of the store and I’m on the hard asphalt sucking away. I got pinned up against the wall on my knees, he was pounding his dick faster and hard into my mouth. He was face fucking me so hard that the back of my head was hitting the back of the wall and I felt my scalp get cold and full of blood that dripped down my collar bones onto my tits. I tried to get him to stop. I was getting a little dizzy and he kept pushing his cock deeper in my throat while his hands were tightly wrapped around my neck I was chocking trying to take his dick further in my mouth. I couldn’t breath and he took one last ram into my mouth, slamming my head back on the wall. I felt my body crumble underneath of me. I woke up hours later with a bloody head, sore jaw, and a note that says “be back soon” with some wire cutters. As I look down and asses why my body is so sore, my nipples are bleeding through my shirt from them being cut off. I need to get out of here. I try and stand up but as I look at my feet I have nothing but nubs for feet. I try and drag myself to a safe place but within a few second he arrives. “Aw that’s cute, you didn’t get to far now did you? It’s time to really play you little fuckpig.”

Strangulation Phone Sex

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When I arrived home from some errands there was a line of guys waiting outside of my door for me. Inside seated in his chair was my husband. He told me to get ready because I was only minutes away from being skull fucked by all the men I had seen lined up outside. He made me drop to my knees and tied my ankles together making sure I could not get up and walk away. He told me if I did not make every single guy cum with my mouth within a 1 minute time frame that the next action would be my ass making them cum. And that he would see to it that they tore my asshole open just like he had weeks prior. My shit hole had just started to heal and the thought just terrified me. I stayed there on my knees with my mouth wide open while cock after cock gagged me and cut off my airway plenty of times nearly knocking me unconscious. My husband sat next to me with a stop watch keeping close track of time. When I was not performing up to my husbands expectations he would come over and wrap a thick piece of rope around my neck tying it tight. Practically strangulating me until I satisfied him. There were some many times I thought this was going to be my last breath. I woke up laying on the floor covered in cum from head to toe. My asshole was not bloody so I am taking it my mouth was sufficient this time around.

Snuff Sex with Blair

snuff sexWhen a girl is getting fucked, she rarely if ever thinks this is going to be snuff sex. I hooked up with two dudes the other night to score some drugs. Pussy and ass usually gets me whatever I want for a price. If you are trading your body for drugs, vanilla sex is not going to cut it. I know that. That is why my ass is so stretched out. That is why my pussy looks like a cavern. I have been fucked  by fists, multiple guys, huge cocks and a wide variety of items not designed to go into tiny fuck holes. I was high as a kite on some real good blow. I had a cock in each hole; just any day of the night for a druggy MILF like me. I don’t know if it was the drugs they were doing or just their sadistic nature, but things changed. A ball gag was slapped in my mouth, hands went around my throat, and a cock was up my puss when one of the dudes inserted a really big and very wide glass object up my ass. Whatever the fuck it was, it was wide. Way wider than my well used asshole. It was thicker than the bottom of a wine bottle and over 2 feet long. I couldn’t talk, just scream, whimper and cry. I tried to do another line, but I was not allowed. “You need to feel this whore,” one of them seethed.  I felt like a pig on a spit roast. The cold glass torture device pierced my ass. Blood squirted out of my butt. The pain was so bad, I blacked out. They thrashed me about like a puppet on a stick. The laughed as I puked. They pissed on my body as I bled down the glass fuck stick. I kept blacking out. The last thing I remember before waking up naked and bloody in a garbage dumpster with maggots and rats on my body, was being told I was a worthless stupid cunt as I was choked to unconsciousness. They left me for dead. Not the first time. Not the last time, but my 9 lives are running out.