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Domination Phone Sex Required When I Do Not Have Coke

domination phone sexSometimes, I need domination phone sex. As a ginger gal, I get stubborn and unruly. But if you get me high that all leaves my body. However, the problem some men encounter with me is that they refuse to let me get high before they get rough with me. And I need a little bump to play ball and not give a fuck.

When Charlie told me he would give me coke after I made a little snuff flick with him, I asked for some blow upfront. And I explained that I am much easier to manage when fucked up. Anyone is. But he refused. Since I know myself, I feared the snuff sex might get worse since he refused to let me do a bump before the camera started rolling.

Usually, I do a bump before I get myself messed up with men like Charlie. However, I had no coke left. I went through more than normal over the weekend. Tuesday hit, and I was bone dry. So, I pleaded with a few dealers. Only so much coke my used up old holes garner anymore. Generosity only goes so far.

Without Coke, I Can Get Rather Unruly and In Need of Discipline

Charlie might not be my favorite dealer to work with, but beggars cannot be choosers, right? I did not like the pose he wanted me in because it felt uncomfortable to me. But I had no choice. I still said something, and he took his belt off and put it around my neck. He put it on the last hole and dragged me around the floor with the belt as I choked and gasped for air. Then he pissed on my face and smacked me hard a few times.

After that, I tried to shut my mouth. And keep my eyes on the bag of coke I would soon receive. He fucked my asshole while choking me too. Men love to choke ass rape porn stars while they choke the life out of them. Although I am used to hardcore anal sex, choking is something few do to me. So, my voice sounds rough today. But I got my coke. And a prolapsed ass and ligature marks too.

Strangulation Phone Sex Because I Can

strangulation phone sexStrangulation phone sex I enjoy. Of course, you cannot strangle me. If you even think about it, I will rip your cock off with my teeth. Men underestimate me all the time. But I can strangle the life out of you. Sometimes, like this weekend, it was all I could do to save my life. A guy hired me to help him kill his baby mama who he told me wanted to bleed him dry.

Normally, I do not ask questions. I take the money and run. I am an equal opportunity killer. But this guy misrepresented himself. And he wanted me to kill his daughter too. Why? Just to save money? When I questioned his motives, he tried to strangle me. Misogynistic men never survive me. So, I gave him a swift kick to his nuts. And I pulled out a knife I had strapped under my breasts and sliced his tendon. That hobbles a man quickly.

Men Who Try to Hurt Me End Up Dead

Although I wanted to make him a snuff porn star then, I also love to make folks suffer. The slice to the tendon did cause significant pain, but not enough for my preference. I cut and stabbed him a bunch more times, but not enough to kill him. Just enough to make him wish he was dead. I planned on strangling him to death like he attempted to do to me. Karma is a bitch I told him.

After a couple hours of torture, I strangled him. Watching the life run out of his eyes, I just smiled. He put up a good fight, but I evened the playing field when I sliced his tendon and left him with over 100 cuts on his body. Of course, I took the money he agreed to pay me. Never did kill his wife. She would be better off without him. I dumped his lifeless body in a wooded area for wild animals to feast on. I killed him at his house, not mine this time. But I left none of my DNA at his place. I am a smart killer, even when I kill in impulse.

Men, I am stronger than I look. Do not attempt to hurt or kill me unless you have death wish.

Cock and Ball Torture Sex with Pantyhose Men Never See Coming

torture sexI enjoy torture sex. But I did not always. That was because I was on the wrong end of the torture. Now I get to inflict some pain back. Feels like retribution to me. Revenge on men like my father who force fucked me and used me for years, even decades. As a switch, I decide now what cocks I let fuck me. And which cocks I torture.

Some men beg for the cock and ball torture. However, most men remain clueless about their worthless dicks. And they think they can force fuck me with a pinky dick.  Some men know they cannot satisfy a woman like men. And men like that I respect. At least they understand I am out of their league. Guys like that get cock and ball torture sex. But men like Harry who think 5 inches is big, and act insulted when I laugh, deserve castration phone sex.

Men Who Have Small Dicks Should Never Try to Force Fuck Women

This loser pulled his dick out at a concert last night. And when me and my girlfriend laughed at him, he tried to spike my cider with some sort of drug. Roofie I assume. They make these strips to test your drinks, and I carry them wherever I go. A hot bitch can never be too safe. And once I realized, I decided on revenge. So, I took him home. But not to fuck. To destroy his junk so he could never fuck again.

I drugged him. A girl can roofie a man too. But unlike me, he never saw it coming. Until he woke up on my couch with my pantyhose tied tightly around his balls and cock. He did not seem amused. So, I told him he did not deserve his balls. His balls looked super blue, and I know he felt too.

Some girls might use their heels or a knife to castrate. Not me. I popped his nuts off with my pantyhose. That was a first for me. But he deserved it. Men with small dicks and rape phone sex fantasies for women out of their league do not deserve their balls.  I kept his balls as a souvenir. To remind me that I no longer need to be the victim of torture.

My Foster Daddy Beats Me When We Fuck

Violent phone sex Violent phone sex. Just when I thought I found the perfect foster family shit went all the way left, My big dick Mexican step daddy went from fucking me until my legs were like noodles, to beating the shit out of me during sex, It started out with hard slaps to my ass cheeks which I love, and slapping my face with his big long heavy dick to him slapping me in the face if I don’t say when I am cumming or choking me out if my teeth scrape his dick while he his fucking me throat, I cant help it his dick is super fat and he pumps in my throat really fast and aggressively , he even gets mad when I am on my cycle, he fucks me anyway but punches me when I refuse to give him head after he pulls out of my red tunnel. The last straw was when we did anal and I got some crap on his cock, Again it was not my fault he pounded me so fucking hard with that huge monster cock, I just couldn’t hold it and for that he  beat the shit out of me literally he punched me until shit came out and he then smeared my face in it like a puppy that didn’t go on the pad, I have to get out of here before he kills me. Will you help me escape?

Snuff Porn Star Blair is Running Out of Her 9 Lives

snuff pornAs a snuff porn star, I get myself in one bad jam after another. My problem is that I take everyone at their word.  Perhaps, my problem has more to do with my love for cocaine, LOL. I want to believe what people tell me because I am desperate for coke.  Or the money to buy coke.

With my son I know he gets rough. But he gives me so much coke, and the good shit too, that I never feel it until the coke wears off. And then I just do more coke. But sometimes I answer ads in fetish and kink magazines or work with snuff directors for cash or in exchange for coke. And even though we agree to terms, they rarely adhere to them. But I keep remaining hopeful that one will. Or perhaps that’s just my desperation that is being optimistic.

Leroy and I go back a few years. And I have never had an issue with him. But this week he lit me up and almost ruined me. No safe words honored. No limits adhered to either. And now I can barely walk. I almost became a real snuff sex victim. He sent me to the ER for stitches. I told my husband I fell. I’m such a good actress, he believes every bullshit story I tell him.

I am Running Out of Lives

I signed up for a hardcore bondage photo shoot. But what I got turned out quite differently. He beat me to a pulp. Punched me in the face repeatedly. Not even my boy does that to me. He knows how valuable my sniffer is. Not sure what got into Leroy. He’s never been this violent with me. But after the last punch put a gash in my head he apologized and told me someone paid him for a violent phone sex session, and I was the only one he could think of who could handle that level of pain.

But I just barely handled that level of pain. Now I have 15 stitches in my head, a broken nose, and a few cracked ribs plus countless bruises. So, I guess I have no “safe,” supplier anymore.  And no nose to snort the coke and dull the pain. Not even my son would ruin my sniffer.

Bloody Phone Sex Fantasies Find Inspiration in Horror Movies

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex fantasies I masturbate to often. I love the sight, the smell, the feel and taste of blood. Perhaps, I should have been a vampire. It should be no surprise that I love horror movies. I am not the rom com kind of woman. Not the romance kind either. So, no Notebook for me. Sometimes, horror movies inspire my kills.

I love Eli Roth movies for their graphic nature. And Hostel 2 might just be my favorite. For one scene too. Although I love the premise that we can buy a snuff experience, the movie resonates with me because of this one scene. A woman buys a snuff experience in the opening of the film. And she buys a young woman too. Then she suspends her above her while she lies in a metal bathtub 4 foot below her. And after she teases the kidnaped girl with a sickle, she eventually splits her open and lets her blood and entrails wash over her.

Horror Movies Like Hostel 2 Inspire My Snuff Kills

But that scene alone inspired many of my snuff sex kills. And I saw an opportunity to recreate another movie moment over the weekend. I lured this young teen girl to my place. She thought I hired her to walk my dogs not to bathe in her blood. When it comes to blood, a young girl makes the perfect victim. A young girl’s blood tastes sweeter. It took nothing to subdue her once she picked up on my sinister vibes.

I knocked her out. And she woke up naked and suspended over my also naked body. She looked like an angel flying above me. Her fear made my pussy wetter. I took my sickle and slowly sliced her open. Her blood cascaded over me like a wave. Her entrails followed. As I rubbed her bright red blood into my Goth white skin, I saw the life drain out of her. Literally drain out of her.

But I took in the experience. Savored my sadistic phone sex kill. Young virgin blood will help me age gracefully. And keep me looking like I am in my 20s still. She may not have appreciated her sacrifice, but I did. I even saved some of her blood for my morning smoothies.

Torture sex on a young slut is what you have been needing

Your big pcock thinks about Torture sex on a tight young slut. The younger the better. It makes your dick so stiff think about holding how her little arms and spreading her legs. After you rip her panties, you stuff then in her mouth. Best way to muffle her screams. If you had a more secluded place, you would let her scream. It only makes your cock harder and harder.

Torture sex

But this works, since you have neighbors. Because she is so small you can over power her. Easy to force her legs open and have her wide open. As soon as your pedy dick feels the heat coming from her virgin cunt, it starts to bounce and throb. Right away you ram your cock inside her. Her screams are muffled as you rip her virgin hymen with your big cock. The tightness of her cunty wrapped around your cock has you ready to cum.

But you want to savor the moment you use her little body, for all the Rape phone sex fantasies you need. That’s when you slowly slide your dick in and out her little cunty. As she resists and fights back, her pussy squeezes around his dick. “Fuck you’re going to milk me fast, good thing no one is looking for you” you say as you fuck her deep. “I’ll have plenty time to abuse you and use your holes” grunt as you start to cum inside her. Just like my uncle you are a horny sadistic pedy fuck. 

Your Snuff Phone Sex Fantasies Require the Right Accomplice

Most men enjoy snuff phone sex fantasies. Even some women do too. But I rarely get calls from women. At least not dominant women. I would have been her bitch, but she needed an accomplice to kill her philandering, hustler of an ex-boyfriend. He used her and cheated on her. But when he drained her bank account, she decided he had fucked with the wrong bitch. They had been together for a long time. Like almost a decade. And she chose to support him.

But when he discovered she knew about his affairs, he drained her bank account before she kicked him out. He did not get a fraction of her worth luckily because he did not have access to most of her money.  However, he did not know that. She wanted revenge. Not because she needed the money. This was about showing him he could not get away with what he did. Accountability as she put it. I told her I would be honored to be her revenge accomplice phone sex help.

Never Underestimate a Woman’s Need for Revenge

I lured him away. She told me everything I needed to set the honey trap. Being bait is fun. But cock and ball torture seemed like even more fun. He thought I put a cock ring on him so he would last to fuck me. However, I slapped a castration band around his balls. The pain did not last long, but the panic did. But he thought I did that by mistake. He found out that I set him up for revenge when my client made her presence known.

His look of surprise, I caught on film.  He looked at me confused, but I just said, “Hos before Bros.” And he knew I never wanted to fuck him. But I did want to inflict maximum pain with castration phone sex. So, she let me slice his balls off. Revenge cock and ball torture turned out perfectly. He lost his balls. Therefore, he lost his identity. But more importantly, he lost his ability to ever hurt a woman again. Hell, he will ever fuck again.  So, if he cannot get close to a woman physically, he will never get close to her financially.     

Rena Is The Best Accomplice Phone Sex To Have By Your Cock

accomplice phone sexFor accomplice phone sex, she was for what we had planned next. My boyfriend watched with an intense gaze as I fingered her, his cock growing harder by the second. He couldn’t wait any longer; he stepped forward and unzipped his pants, revealing his massive erection.

I pulled my fingers out of her and guided him towards her entrance. With one swift thrust, he buried himself deep inside her tight little hole. She screamed in pain and pleasure as he began to fuck her hard and fast. I couldn’t resist joining in on the action; I climbed up onto the stage beside them and started sucking on his balls while reaching around to play with her clit.

The combination of sensations sent waves of ecstasy through both their bodies. Her moans grew louder as she approached orgasm, but before she could cum, my boyfriend pulled out of her and flipped me over onto my back instead! Now it was my turn – time for me to feel that thick cock stretching me wide open too!

As he fucked me senseless right there on stage in front of our captive audience member who now looked more turned on than scared ,I reached down between us again this time massaging those sensitive spots just beneath where our bodies met until we both exploded into a frenzy of cum & screams filling every inch of that dimly lit warehouse space .

My Son’s Ass Rape Porn Star, Cash Cow and Mommy Whore

ass rape pornMy son got me addicted to pink cocaine and now I am an even bigger ass rape porn star for him than I was before. Honestly, I did not think I would survive this last violent makeover, but I did. Even if I survived just barely. This pink cocaine is to die for. However, I am trying not to die. And I know my boy loves me. He just needs me to make money. And I am his cash cow.

I showed up at his place with fishnets covering my spindly legs. A short skirt with no panties so my meat curtains and prolapsed asshole hung down below the skirt’s hemline. Boney hips and pelvic bone on display. As well as my great big tits. I am just his skinny old cash cow. And my body serves as his flesh light, especially my prolapsed asshole. When I arrived, he shoved my head in the pink cocaine and zip tied my prolapsed asshole to get it ready for action.

My ass feels more like his torture sex slave than his Flesh Light. This time I remembered to take my teeth out, but he punched the sides of my face anyway because his 674 streaming viewers enjoy seeing mommy destroyed. When he pulled out his violent fuck bench, I knew I was in trouble. But it does have a built-in shelf to hold the bowl of coke. That proves he loves me. He lined it up to be right under my nose. This way when he rammed his big dick in my tender prolapsed asshole, I could tune in and drop out.

My Boy Loves Me Because He Lets Me Do Coke as He Abuses Me

He used rope to bind my legs and my arms to the fuck bench. Added a dental spreader to my mouth enabling him to skull fuck me better. As he went back and forth from skull fucking me to ass fucking me, he punched the sides of my face, the back of my head and my back too. My blowfish lips protruded even more as she pounded the fuck out of my face. I could hear the chimes as he continued to force fuck mommy.

My son punched his mommy head to toe causing my skin to turn various shades of blue, black and purple almost instantly.  My big G cups hung over the fuck bench making them easy targets for his rage. When I saw him go for the baseball bat, I knew I was in trouble. Or at least, more trouble. So, I put my head in the vat of coke and braced myself or impact. He swung at both tits with all his might and lopsided my boobs.

He used the bat on my prolapse too like it was a Pinata. But the pink coke kept me numb so my boy could earn some cash. What came next almost killed me. Although I love a plastic bag filled with mommy’s medicine, suffocation phone sex is always a risk. While I attempted to snort coke, I could feel my air disappearing.  But I kept snorting the coke like it was a macabre game. In a way, I guess it was.

I am My Son’s Cash Cow And Fuck Meat

He forced open my pee hole, my fourth wonder fuck hole. Once he had my urethra on display, he savagely fucked the tiniest hole I have. The chimes got louder and closer together as our fans enjoyed watching me struggle for air while my son fucked my piss hole. Make up smeared all over my face.

Eventually, he tore a hole in the bag so he could go from fucking my urethra to fucking my mouth.  But I still struggled to breathe. He punched me some more while choking and fucking me simultaneously. I am his cash cow. I am his mother. And I am his fuck meat. As he pumped his seed into me, I felt myself turning blue and suffocating. But he did not kill me. Not this time at least.