Most of my girlfriends were out on hot dates last night. Friday night is date night. It is gangbang rape porn night for me, however. My phone was blowing up from texts. My BFF was trying to get me to join her out at some club. Tony showed me the texts. I was tied up and couldn’t respond. He circled around me mocking the fact that I thought I was worthy of going out on date night. I was bound like a parcel package. I was naked and cold. He didn’t care. I soon discovered he was not alone. He had a group of men with him. They might as well have been a pack of wild animals. He let them pounce me. They shoved cocks and fists in any hole they could find. That included my asshole. I tried to rock myself into a different position. It was my way of trying to fight. That was a mistake. They started kicking me. Some spit on me. Others pissed on me. They were drunk and mean. They reminded me of my father. I never had friends as a schoolgirl. I could never go to school dances or out with friends because I was too busy getting force fucked by daddy’s drunk friends. While my besties were drinking fruity drinks and letting men spoil them, I was tied up, forcibly fucked and humiliated. I don’t deserve a night of fun. I am nothing more than an ass rape porn whore.
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Raised for Knife Play Phone Sex and Murder
I was born for knife play phone sex. I have had a passion for knives since I was a young girl. My great grandpa taught me how to hunt when I was still a schoolgirl. He would tell me about different serial killers and teach me how to use a knife for a fair fight. I remember he told me anyone can win a gun fight but to win with a knife means you have skill not luck. Great grandpa had dark desires. He took me on a hunting trip with some of his cronies when I was a young schoolgirl. Girls my age were still playing with Barbies. I soon discovered we were not hunting animals, well at least not the 4-legged kind. Great granddad and his friends hunted criminals who got away with their crimes. The dregs of society, usually who could get away with murder because of their money. On this trip they were hunting a man who had murdered his wife and two young daughters, so he could marry his new young girlfriend. He was a wealthy white man who got off because he could afford the best legal team. When great grandad told me about this rich fuck, I wanted to kill him myself. I did too. It was my first kill. One of my great granddad’s group members tricked him into hiding out in the mountains to avoid the media sensation. The men in the group told me I could kill him though. It was my initiation into this vigilante snuff porn group. I used my knife. I was not nervous or scared. I just lacked the precision and skill I now possess. I stabbed him violently in the chest until he was choking on his own blood. It was messy and quick. But, a girl never forgets her first kill. I have that knife in a glass box, along with a vile of my victim’s blood like Dexter. I don’t kill with such lofty purpose as my great grandpa did, but I did inherit his love for murder.
Bitch had to go
This guy I know had a wife that was the biggest bitch in the fucking universe. The kind of bitch that was always busting his balls and trying to control him and because she had a huge inheritance he was reluctant to just divorce her. That’s where I came in, I broke into their house on a night when he was out of town working and snuffed that bitch. I was very cruel and sadistic about it too, I tied her to her bed while she was sleeping and forced fucked her cunt with a giant dildo. She was screaming so I stuffed a pair of panties down her throat to shut her up and ooopsie she kinda choked on them. She was barely alive when I set the fire so I like to think that she suffered while she burned alive tied to her bed. Her husband will never be charged for it because his alibi is airtight so all in all I would say I was very successful in ridding the world of another bitch!
Training a Snuff Phone Sex Slut
Do you enjoy snuff phone sex scenarios? I was born to be a snuff victim. Ever since I was a young girl, men have used me for their own needs. I get it. I am a blonde bimbo whore. I get full of myself sometimes. Because I am pretty, I start to think I deserve to be treated like a princess. I was out last night with my owner. I saw this odd looking couple at the next table. She was not attractive at all. Her date was handsome and he appeared to be going out of his way to make her feel good. He was treating her like a princess. I told my master that if an ugly girl like that could be treated like a princess, then so could I. He smacked me across the face and called me a slut. He wouldn’t let me order food. I had to watch him eat a steak. I was hungry, but I was being punished. Others stared as he degraded me. He told other people to mind their own damn business because I was his property. I dreaded when we got home. I was correct in my dread too. He tied me up and beat me. For hours, he made me tell him what a worthless whore I am as he whipped me and kicked me. He fucked my ass too forcing me to lick off his dirty dick. I need more slave training according to him. He broke my spirit. He ruined my ass. Sometimes even a seasoned whore like me needs to be reminded what a worthless piece of shit she is.
Killer Phone Sex is Therapeutic
Killer phone sex thoughts consume me. I meet someone new, and I don’t think how can I fuck that person. I think how can I kill that person. I enjoy murder. It is therapeutic. Anyone who is a high stress person, has never murdered some one else. Snuff takes the edge off. Some folks drink. Some folks do drugs. I kill. I met this annoying little whore at the store the other night. She was was bullying some less than perfect girl in the store. They obviously new each other from school. I intervened and the mean girl said something snide to me. So, I followed her. She was old enough to drive but not old enough to to drink. She was old enough to die. I ran her off the road. I was impulsive which I rarely am. I stay under the radar by being methodical with my snuff porn plans. I saw an opportunity and I took it. She was dazed and confused. Head trauma. I couldn’t have planned it better. Young drivers don’t know how to play chicken. I ran her off the road without my car even touching her car. She got out of the car and fell down. Her phone was in her hand. I kicked it away from her. I pulled out my monster dildo and fucked her holes. Made it look like a sexual assault. She was no virgin. Not enough blood for that. After I used her teen holes, I took a piece of broken glass from her windshield and jabbed it in her jugular She would bleed out before anyone drove by the scene. When the state police discover her dead body, they will either think she was fucked before dying or it was some driver who saw an opportunity and took it. Maybe they will even think this was some strange sex with dead bodies case. Some folks get off on car crash sites. I just get off on killing worthless sluts.
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies
If you have rape phone sex fantasies, I have a not so fantasy tale to tell you. I am out of town. Occasionally, I do fetish modeling. Hardcore bdsm photo shoots pay well. That is coke money in my eyes. I am in Cleveland, Ohio for several days. I went out after the shoot. I wanted to find someone to party with in my hotel room. I didn’t have any luck. It was Valentine’s Day night and everyone out was coupled up. I had some coke with me, so I decided to go back to my nice hotel room, watch some porn and get high. I ordered room service. I got some wine and a meal. I got more than I wanted, however. The room service guy came back an hour later with a few friends and busted into my room. They locked the door behind me and jumped me. They told me I was a dirty cock teasing whore who thought I was too good for them. I didn’t know what they meant because I had never seen them before. I guess that was the problem. I snubbed them in the lobby. They wanted to party with me, but I acted like I never saw them. Truth is, I didn’t. I was high and out of my element. They were making sure that I saw them now. They shoved their cocks and their fists in my fuck holes. I was on the floor in fetal position as they kicked, punched and fucked me. The worst part was that they stole my money and my coke. They threatened to tell my husband what a little whore I was for them if I complained to the hotel. The joke was on them. My husband knows what a dirty whore I am. I took a hot bath after they were done, put on new clothes and went out to look for coke.
A Gangbang for Valentines Day
For Valentines Day Daddy rewarded me with a gangbang. He knows how much I love cock. He ordered them specially for me. Four of the best-looking guys that were very well hung. Of course, this was Daddy’s present too because he loves to watch my holes get used and abused. They arrived and Daddy took a seat in his chair. We all stripped down and I knelt as they surrounded me with their cocks. I stroked one while I blew the other and the remaining two jacked off watching. I then bent over and started sucking another while one took me deep in the ass and one got under me licking my sweet juicy pussy. Not to be left out the last one started pinching my nipples while shooting his load on my back. I rolled over and one mounted me and fucked my pussy nice and deep as one sat on my face and stuck his cock deep in my throat. By the time we were finished I had had every hole fucked by each one of them numerous times. Cum ran from my pussy and my ass and my breasts. Daddy was so pleased that he motioned me over to suck his dick to finish him off. It was a wonderful fucking Valentines Day.
Playground Predator
Your Taboo phone sex slut delivers the best young flesh,
Tiny fuckdolls to be put to the test.
I am a playground predator it’s true,
I bring baby girl and baby boys to you.
Your cock deserves the best I have to offer,
Cum for the littles I slaughter.
I know you need the best tightest fuckholes I give you,
Sweet faced brats to murder and undo.
Blood and guts are what I love,
I am a murdering slut that goes beyond and above.
I don’t think twice, about your tint hole vice.
Rip them up daddy kill them with your big dick,
They are nothing for this snuff hoe trick.
I can bring them one by one,
Or a dozen to all to receive your cum.
Taboo Phone Sex Accomplice
I am a taboo phone sex accomplice. My master owns a slew of young and sexy teen sex slaves; mostly runaways he uses for various underground snuff and rape fantasy films. He wanted me to star in the film. I was scared because usually I am just the behind the scenes girl. I help scout out the talent and get them ready for their starring performances. My young co-star was a girl I lured away from the mall last week. She was one he decided to keep for himself instead of selling her to the highest bidder. I could see why too. She was stunning. She was in pristine condition. He could make a ton of money off teen rape porn with her as the star. Master wanted a mommy daughter hardcore punishment type film. My young teen co-star was drugged up and tied to a bed. I walked up to the edge of the bed, yanked her up and slapped her face until she woke up. She was crying and begging for her mommy. “I’m your mommy,” I seethed in her ear. I twisted her tiny arm behind her back. She was just a waif of a girl. A little pressure from me, and she would have a spiral fracture. I sat on her face, forcing her to eat my mommy cunt and ass. I even pissed on her face because master’s audience loves that shit. I was suffocating her with my cunt. I was strangling her with my strong thighs. I know how master likes his movies. I grabbed a baseball bat and punished her cunt. I shoved it so far up her pussy, she passed out from the pain. When I yanked the bat back out it was covered in blood. I glanced over at Master for approval. He had a big smile on his face and a stiff dick. I knew I was doing a good job punishing his little sex slave. I carved Teen Whore in her flesh with a razor blade too. Not only was I making a movie for master, I was breaking in his newest sex slave. I felt bad hurting her, but when master rewarded me for being a good accomplice, I relished in the fact that I was not getting hurt. At least not for a day. It is survival of the fittest when it comes to sex slaves.
She was so sweet
I found a sweet little girl all alone and it was too precious for words. She was so sweet with her little curls and big blue eyes looking so sad, she said she was lost and asked me to help her find her mommy. Well how could I resist? I picked her right up and we went looking for her mommy… at my house. She was so innocent that she had no idea that I wasn’t really helping her until I stripped her naked and even then she was just a little confused she wasn’t scared at all. It wasn’t until I started to force fuck her tender little holes that she finally started to get scared and even then she didn’t scream she only cried and begged me sweetly to stop. There was no stopping me tho I fucked that bitch till I got bored with it and then I beat that little bitch to death.