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Cock, Coke, and Cum

Snuff Porn

They promised me it would be the time of my life and I guess I must have looked like a drugged out whore because they looked me up and down and said there would be more cock and coke than I could handle!

There were guys and girls fucking everywhere!

Naked bodies pressed up against each other, loud music playing and the smell of sex and weed filled the air!

They rushed me past all the cocks and cunts and took me to a more private room.

I felt like a vip until they threw me on the ground and locked the door!

I have been in this kind of mess before so I knew not to fight!

They took turns ripping the tender skin around my tight ass with their meaty cocks as they filled it over and over again with piss and cum!

My bruised bloody body was limp and they were only half way through when I knew I was in trouble!

They held my arms and head as they forced their cocks down my throat, holding my nose, forcing me to guzzle their loads!

The hard dicks were so large, I could not breathe and the loads of cum were over flowing and splattering out my nose!

I was suffocating on cock and drowning in cum when the final thrust slammed against the back of my throat, popping my head like a pez dispenser and snapping my neck!

Torture Sex Upside Down

torture sexSometimes, I deserve torture sex. This was not one of those times. I did nothing wrong. I was minding my own business. I was just  in the wrong place at the wrong time. I witnessed a burglary, but they did not believe me when I said I was too fucked up to know what I saw. Honestly, I had no idea I watched a crime. I was in an alley way getting high. I heard the alarm go off and I saw people get in a van, but I never processed what I saw. I tumbled out from behind the dumpster high as a kite and one of the guys grabbed me and shoved me in the van. They had just robbed a pharmacy of all its Oxy. They did not believe me when I said I was too fucked up to make sense of it. They drove me to their safe house and interrogated me. Each one had on a mask, so how the fuck was I supposed to know who they were? They hung me naked upside down and zapped me with a taser until I was peeing on myself. It quickly became clear that they knew I did not know anything that could identify them. They just wanted to torture me. They were high on oxy at this point and enjoying shocking me. I would convulse and piss myself with every jolt they gave me. After what seemed like an eternity, they cut me down. I was grateful for the ass fucking because it was less painful than the shock treatments I was getting. Eventually, they passed out and I got away. I still never saw their faces. Not like I would ever go to the police anyway. I am a druggy whore. Plus, I know snitches gets stitches.

No Limit Whore

I’m always asked what my limits are, the only limits I have are the ones you set. So, if you are a no limits man I will do and take all you have for me. The rougher the better, I love when you come from behind me cover my mouth and tell me to keep my mouth shut and take whatever you give me because that is what makes my pussy cream up. You grab me by the hair and force me to my knees, I know that means I need to be a good slut and let him use my mouth he pushes his dick deep down my throat so his balls touch my lips. I love when he forces me to lick and suck his balls even go lower and lick his ass, the way he tastes drives me wild. If I do it just like he like he rewards me by either fucking my pussy until it’s sore or he will gape my ass up while finger my wet cunt that is my favorite. He pounds my ass hard all beast like using me for his pleasure and my pain it makes my pussy cum so good, that is why I let you set the limits it helps push mine.  

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Bloody Phone Sex Fantasies

bloody phone sexI have bloody phone sex fantasies. A violent, gory, and painful death is what I deserve. I am a useless whore. I bet you agree too. Look at me. Platinum blonde hair. Big fake boobs. Tramp stamp, tongue and clit rings too. I am a life-sized fuck doll. And I want to be used. Guys ask me all the time what my limits are. None that I have found so far is my standard response. The darker the better. I do accomplice and victim play. Although I have a switch side, I make a much better victim. When I met Taylor at the gym, I thought he was looking to date. He did not scream BDSM master to me. He was cute, and built but polite and unassuming. I wanted him to do violent things to me, but he did not seem the type. I was wrong. He was Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. I did not have to bait him to bring out Dr. Jekyll either. The moment I stepped into his home, he collared and chained me. He told me he knew a good fuck doll when he saw one. My cunt was wet, and he could smell it too. He ripped my clothes off and held a knife to my throat. He told me one false move and he would slit my throat. I never saw this side of him at the gym. He is a gifted chameleon. He commented on my wet pussy and knew I was a pain slut. He carved his initials in my breasts making them bleed. He carved whore across my ass and laughed as I bled. I wanted him to fuck me, but when he did, I got more than I bargained for because he said he would not fuck a diseased bimbo with his cock. Instead, he stabbed my cunt with his knife, shredding my pussy. I think he ruined me for you.

Killer Phone Sex Accomplice

killer phone sexIf you call me you either have killer phone sex fantasies and want an accomplice, or you have them and need a cruel mistress to execute you. You can be my victim or my accomplice. I think I am pretty clear about that, yet every fucking day some loser IMs me wanting to marry me or date me.  I do not date. I will never marry because I will end up killing a partner and I do not shit where I eat. That means I do not kill anyone who can be linked to me and the spouse is always a suspect. Candlelight and flowers do not get me wet. Blood and torture sex are my aphrodisiacs, however. Powerful ones too. If a man is my accomplice, he will sometimes get lucky because if it is a brutal kill, I will get horny. And with me as your murderous accomplice, it will always be brutal. John got lucky last night. He is not my type at all. I would not have fucked him to fuck him, but we stole a young hooker. We bought her, carded her to make sure she was a Lolita hooker and killed her. But only after hours of torture. We sexually mutilated her lean and young body. She was a teen runaway supporting herself the only was she could. I did not feel badly for her because it is a risk of the job. Hookers fall prey to serial killers daily. Ted Bundy, The Green River Killer, the Night Stalker, The Torso Killer and Jack the ripper all killed hookers. There are no safe spaces when you are a whore. My accomplice fucked her first but when I made her a snuff porn star, he got hard again. I gutted her like a pig. I played in her entrails and watched as my accomplice got aroused again. This time, I was turned on too. We fucked in her pool of blood and guts. He got lucky twice and lightening rarely hits twice.

Bloodsucking Babysitter

Taboo Phone Sex
There’s something delicious about taboo phone sex that makes me inexplicably horny. I’m a big fan of fucking massive cock, so while scrolling the internet looking for potential accomplices, fucks, and victims, I came across an ad: “Weekend Babysitter Wanted”. The brats were young enough for my liking. The parents were eager to go shoot up at the trashy Econo Lodge just outside of town, and ran off without a second guess. I think the three little angels knew something was up; the oldest couldn’t take his eyes off of my heavy tits; the middle boy just wanted me to read him a bedtime story, and the youngest little girl wanted to sit in my lap. I grinned. I was in Hel.

I spent the weekend teaching those little darlings just what it meant to be one of my nasty little fuck dollies. Evidently their parents had already started fucking and sucking them, whoring them out for some dope money. Sucks to suck, I guess, but it was good for me. These sluts were eager to please my dripping fuck hole, even the sweet little princess.

She only cried a little bit when I slid two fingers right in her virgin ass hole. Then, she was singing sweet canary, screaming and begging me to make her cum. This little bitch had never cum before, just hear Mommy beg for it. How sweet. I gave her an earth shattering cum, watching that innocent pussy squirt all over me. My own cunt began to leak as I leaned in with sharp teeth and took a deep drink from her throat.

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A Body for Snuff Porn

snuff pornHe told me I had a body for snuff porn. I was not sure if I should be scared or flattered. He ordered me naked so he could inspect my body further. I did not know this man. I was sent to him by my master. My master owed him a debt, and I was suddenly realizing I might pay for his debt with my life. While I was on all fours awaiting something, he took his belt off and gave me 50 lashes. He told me I was no better than a nigger slave and that my looks and my body would never compensate for being a stupid bimbo. I started crying. Believe it or not, I am not as thick skinned as I appear. I can handle pain better than humiliation. I guess because my father was so cruel to me as a young girl. I am not the first pain slut and submissive whore with daddy issues. I will not be the last either. As he shamed me for being stupid and plastic, his dick grew bigger. He was able to multi-task because he skull fucked me while whipping my back and ass with his leather belt. He caused my skin to break and blister from the snap of the leather. The metal belt buckle left huge welts over my body. I was trembling in fear and shame, when he decided my ass would feel better than my mouth. He put his belt around my neck and tightened it, so I struggled to breath. While I was gasping for air and no doubt turning blue, he used me like an ass rape porn star. My asshole now hurt as much as every other inch of me. He brutalized my flesh and my ass for hours. I have a huge mark across my throat from his belt as well as gashes all over body. I need a new master. I am going to die soon if he keeps pimping me out to settle his debts.

Snuff Sex with a Little Victim

snuff sexDo you want to have snuff sex with a young girl? You are in the right place for your deviant desires. I am a murderous bitch. I hate little ones too. Girls, boys, nothing but annoying germ spreaders. They suck the soul out of your life, and they are easily replaceable. I helped this guy this week fuck a little girl. I had to find a surrogate for his stepdaughter because if she went missing, all eyes would be on him. But I found a lookalike for him. It is super easy these days because parents let young girls have social media accounts and those dumb cunts never set their settings to private. Any predator or sick accomplice phone sex partner like me, can find the perfect victim online. I lured the girl away posing as a school friend online. So easy to create deep fake accounts. Parents teach their brats nothing about stranger danger these days, which bodes well for sick individuals like you and me. I got the surrogate stepdaughter with little effort and took her to my kill shack that is off the grid. I had her tied up and naked waiting for my client to arrive. He called her Emily which is his stepdaughter’s name. I told him to have at her. He could do whatever he wanted. He could live out whatever wicked fantasy he had about her because when I am your accomplice, I get rid of the evidence. He slapped her around a bit for being a cock tease. She cried and his dick shut her up when it went in her mouth. I pinned her legs open so he could force fuck her tiny little cunt. He split that tiny cunt in two. Blood everywhere. Her cries, her pain, just turned me on more. He played with his pretend stepdaughter for hours, until his balls were dry. Then he left and I disposed of her lifeless tiny body. Like all girls that age, they bleed fast and bright. They die easily and they are replaceable.

Domination Phone Sex for Coke

domination phone sexDomination phone sex is what I need. I am not a good bitch. I get it. I have always been a wild girl. I party and I do not listen. Sober, I understand that I need to be grateful for my medicine. High, I become a greedy bitch. I hate going to my stepson for coke. He makes me go through a lot of hoops to get high. But when I am desperate, I know I can trade my dignity for coke. No one makes me work for it like my stepson. I went to his place Sunday to beg. If I text him or just show up, he knows why. When I arrived he had a group of men over. I knew that was not a good sign. He tossed me a collar and told me to get naked. When I came back, he put a chain on my collar and walked me around to each guy. I had to drink their piss. I was not even high yet. I did not want to drink piss. But I wanted my coke, so I acted like I was drinking champagne. The guys started fucking me. Fucking my ass and mouth. I had to bark like a dog, oink like a pig and drink cum out of bowls on the floor. I had to lick assholes and drink piss. And once the men fucked my asshole, I had to drink the cum that ran out of my asshole too. It was degrading and humiliating, but I am a taboo phone sex whore, so nothing new. My stepson and his friends loved every moment of using me. My ass hole is sore. I have handprints on my ass in the form of bruises. They choked me too. But once again, worth it to get my coke.

Sex with Dead Bodies in the Morgue

sex with dead bodiesMy last date sent me to the ER. I am not a free woman yet, but I get on Fet Life and meet guys. I like bad boys. It is my curse. While I was at the hospital, I met another guy with a dark side. So dark, he took me to the morgue for sex with dead bodies. I did not go willingly. I thought he was a nurse coming in to set my cast on my arm. He told me we had to go to the basement for that. He wheeled me into the morgue. I knew we were there too. I could smell it. I felt sick and demanded to know what was going on. He slapped me across the face so hard I bit my lip. This was not a chance encounter. He was there as a warning from the guy who sent me to the ER. He pulled out the fresh corpse of a young blonde and fucked her while I watched. He made sure I knew that if I talked to the cops like this girl did, he would be fucking my dead body too. I am a kinky girl. I like pain, but I do not really want to die. I promised I would not say a word. I never do. Men beat me all the time and I say I fell if I end up in the ER. I did not want to be in the morgue any longer. I pleaded to go back to my room. He fucked a few more dead girls to make sure I understood my fate if I spoke to the police. Then he made me an accomplice by forcing me to lick his cum out of a dead girl’s cunt. Her skin was like ice to the touch. The smell of formaldehyde made me want to puke. I held it back and licked away the all his DNA that the dead girl’s cunt had in it. I got a cast on my arm, kept my mouth shut and lived to fuck another day.