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I Can Be a Gangbang Rape Porn Star without Even Looking for It

gangbang rape pornSometimes I end up a gangbang rape porn star when I’m not even trying. And it happens more than I care to admit. Just something about me, I guess, screams come force fuck me. One of our neighbors experienced a house fire recently. And of course, I saw it happening because I was up late talking dirty. I immediately called 911. And I put on my housecoat to see if I could help.

Luckily a minor fire. They will need a new kitchen and back porch, but most of the house seems OK. And I met some of the firemen putting out the fire. And I recognized one as a friend of my stepson. Not a man I like. His heart seems to pump evil.

The next day, I took the family some food to be neighborly. When I got back home about 30 minutes later, I found six fireman in my living room. They must’ve been watching me. I knew when I recognized that boy, I was in trouble. I’ve been his ass rape porn star before. And I never got anything out of it besides a sore or even prolapsed asshole. This guy just takes what he wants. I don’t even get any cocaine or a little bit of cash out of it. And he brought reinforcements this time.

Sometimes When I Don’t Even Go Looking for Trouble, It Finds Me

Don’t fireman take some oath of honor or something. How could they just show up at my place to force fuck me. What if my husband had been home or my boys. Perhaps they thought of all that before they planned this attack.

That pit in my stomach went off and I tried to run for the back sliding door. They grabbed me by my hair, started ripping my clothes off and they turned violent. They choked and smacked me too. One of them even spit in my face.

The fireman I knew forced my head down on one of his friend’s big black cock. That thing felt like a monster cock, so it gagged me until I puked. The guy whose dick I puked on, didn’t seem too thrilled either so he forced me to lick it up. And it felt like all I could do to not puke again. I just told myself they’re on lunch break and I prayed for a fire that would call them back to duty ending this forced gangbang.

Six Men Meant I Did Not Stand a Chance if I Fought

They took turns using me. Degrading me, smacking me, and of course fucking all my holes as hard as they could. They laughed at me the entire time. Told me I couldn’t do a damn thing to stop them. And that was true. Nothing I could do would stop six strong men from exploring their rape phone sex fantasies with me.

I know that hour went fast to them, but it seemed like a month of torture to me. When they left, it looked like they doused me in a firehose of cum. What were the odds is what the one fireman I knew kept saying to me. He couldn’t believe that he saw his favorite old whore on a job site. He took it as fate. And he smacked my face, put his hand around my throat and told me I better be more hospitable when he returns tomorrow with some different coworkers. Oh joy. Something to look forward to. That’s sarcasm if you can’t tell. I guess my lesson here is not to be neighborly again.

Sadistic Phone Sex freaks like me wants the most fucked up fantasies!

Sadistic Phone Sex

Sadistic Phone Sex freaks like me want only the hardest and most fucked up fantasies!

Only the real freaks with desires so fucked up you can’t even tell your girlfriend.

She would never be able to handle you as I can.

I want to be your little accomplice, help you pick out the next victim.

Who should we fuck and abuse next, baby?

Pick out whichever worthless whore you want, and I’ll make sure she is your fuck hole tonight.

No one will come looking for her if she goes missing.

Might as well do your dirtiest to her while she’s still alive to scream.

I know the screams are your favorite part, baby.

Tell me how I can be a good little accomplice to help torture this loose slut!

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Castration Phone Sex Neuters Misogynistic Men and Shuts Them Up

castration phone sexCastration phone sex feels like just punishment for so many losers. And a few cocky bastards too. Nothing silences a man faster than losing his balls. Plus, I don’t think anything else corrects a man’s bad behavior faster. And let’s face it, men go unchecked nowadays. But not on my watch.

Some nerdy podcaster, incel type, moved into my city and began spouting off antiquated views of women. He believes women belong barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen. He also espouses that “your body, my choice,” bullshit. But he would make the perfect neutering experiment, I thought to myself. I tried to listen to one of his podcasts. But I got through about five minutes and decided this man needed to come down off his high horse. Women don’t owe him anything.

So, I dressed differently to meet him. I knew the Goth look would not be what he wanted. So, I dressed like a prim and proper good church going girl for our date. And it took insurmountable strength not to strangle him at the dinner table. But I kept my eyes on the prize. Torture sex of his genitals would be dessert. I faked commonality with him because he wants a woman who knows her place.

Incel Men Need Neutered

I drugged this drink because I knew it would kick in before we got back to his place. He passed out before he could pour a glass of water for me. But he woke up strapped to his bed naked. And I could smell his fear and see it. His body quivered in fear. I also placed a plastic tarp under his body for easy cleanup. Tiniest little dick I ever saw. So, I told him castrating him would do him a favor because it would at least make his dick look bigger. All potatoes, no meat. No wonder women don’t fuck him and he feels angry.

I put a ball gag in his mouth because I knew this one would scream like a bitch and make a scene. He kept talking about smiling because his home security cameras would catch my face. Dipshit underestimated me. I disarmed his security system remotely before we even returned to his home. A man like him, I knew would have security cameras everywhere but good thing I’m an equally good hacker.

Your Body MY Choice

I didn’t waste any time castrating him like I normally do. But I just couldn’t stand to look at the loser. And don’t get me started on hearing the loser. Luckily, I gagged him, but I could still hear muffled ramblings about bitches. The loser cussed me out muffled. I’d like to say I admired his spunk, but not his junk. How could I admire anything about a fucktard who thinks women owe him and that he doesn’t need consent to my body. Well, his body, my choice. I threw his words back in his face. And used it as justification for slicing his nuts off.

The horror on his face when he realized I held his nuts in my hand, made it all worthwhile. This fucker will still espouse his hated for women and feminism. But I neutered him a bit. At least he’ll never force himself on some woman. This felt like a way too quick mutilation phone sex session. But I needed this loser to just shut the fuck up.

So, I flipped the script on him. Used his own words against him. Took his balls. I can only hope this quiets him down. But I did make sure he knew that I knew where he lived. Plus, I showed him the little video I made while castrating him. And I will make sure it goes viral if he spouts off about women again. And next time I will not just take his balls, I’ll take his life.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Mommy Leave Me Black and Blue

rape phone sex fantasiesMost boys have rape phone sex fantasies for their mothers. However, my oldest boy doesn’t just fantasize about me. He acts on it. I am his cash cow. And he’s my coke cow. Our relationship works. He loves that I’m on the cocaine diet. Sharp hip bones that protrude, skinny bird legs, and a flat ass. The only thing big on me are my bimbo boobs and my blowfish lips.

He showed up the other night with a big bag of pink cocaine, ready to fuck me properly and get me high. It’s been a hot minute because he recently went through major back surgery. But he seemed desperate to beat mommy beautiful. He rolled his fist up, and I thought he might punch me in the face, but instead he shoved it up my cunt and turned me into his hand puppet.

While he fisted my pussy, he shoved my head into a big bowl of cocaine. And that’s why I put up with everything he does. The best cocaine ever. So, I never mind being his bimbo fleshlight. When I came up from air, the cocaine matted to my face because of my pancake makeup. However, my boy loves that bimbo look.

My Boy Likes to Punch Mommy Beautiful

When he pulled the fist out of my cunt, he made me push out my prolapsed asshole. If I didn’t, he would’ve reached his hand inside my ass and yanked it out. He likes to fuck me from behind because that way he can see my barely their ass, my pelvic bones, my spine, and even my tailbone that protrudes. I look like one of those celebrities who’s overdone the Ozempic. But I don’t take weight loss drugs. I just snort a lot of cocaine.

With my ass prolapsed, I thought my son would fuck my ass. But he shoved his cock down my throat first. However, I knew eventually I would become his ass rape porn star eventually. I always do. While he skull fucked mommy’s cunt face, he punched the side of my face black and blue, including my eyes.

I Turn All Sorts of Shades of Black, Blue and Purple for My Son

Before long, he started fisting my ass, while his cock remained deep down my throat. When he pulled out his cock, he would shove my face into the cocaine. And punch the back of my head while I snorted. I could barely breathe. But he likes to retard mommy. He bounced my head off the floor while punching me in the back. I am my son’s punching bag.

He turned me over on the floor and pushed my tits together, so he could titty fuck me. And without a care in the world, he started punching my tits until they turned black, blue and purple. He wanted my tits to match my face. But eventually he stopped punching me, rolled his cock in the cocaine, and then shoved it down my tightest hole. And no, that’s not my pussy. Nor is it my ass. It’s my pee hole. I’m his bottom bitch mommy whore and he loves to stretch out my urethra.

My Pee Hole is My Tightest Hole

When he fucks my pee hole, it feels like pure torture sex. But rolling his cock in the cocaine seemed like a genius idea. My pee hole went numb and I knew I’d feel it the next day when I went to pee, but I didn’t feel it in the moment. My fourth hole is my tightest hole and often my son‘s favorite hole to destroy.

He folded me like a pretzel and put a bag of cocaine over my head while he fucked my pee hole. I couldn’t see out of my eyes at this point because they swelled shut. And I knew I knew I looked like a few different shades of blue, purple and black. He breaks my body every time. But the cocaine helps me heal after an encounter.

Eventually, he gave me his cock snot down my piss hole. But instead of pulling out when he came in my urethra, he pissed down it. And laughed. The viewers at home loved it because the chimes went off nonstop. Seems like his viewers enjoy watching him fuck his mommy whore as much as he enjoys fucking his mommy whore.

He told me next time he’s going to invite some of the viewers to gang bang my piss hole too. I’m not sure if I will like that. But what I like never matters. I am my son ‘s cock sleeve, his cash cow, and his punching bag. But he loves me.

Freak slut Stephanie wants to get evil with you!

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I woke up in a fucked up mood, craving something dark and evil. I got on a hookup app and talked some poor sucker into meeting up with me. He had no idea what he was walking into.

I got him all fucked up and tricked him to having some “roleplay” fun with me and a friend. The friend was a younger bitch that I conned into my car and then bashed over the head to knock her out. She woke up gagged and tied up in my basement where he believed she was willingly there to play with us. I told him that we were recording a violent porn scene and to follow my directions.

Every scream, flinch and whimper that bitch let out was real.  He had no idea but it made his dick hard. I told him she was just acting. Really, he was torturing her for me.

First I made him choose from an assortment of tools that I had laid out. My cunt tingled when I saw him choose the hammer. I told him to smash that bitch in the face with it and to bash her teeth out. He hesitated and I reminded him that it was all just fantasy and she was just acting.

He brought that hammer back as far as he could and smashed it into her face with more force than I expected. Her face caved in and blood poured from her smashed open mouth. I stuck my fingers in the gaped open wounds on her face and licked blood from my fingertips. Next, I made him force his dick down her throat while I fucked her asshole with my knife.

I cackled like an evil whore while slicing her up from the inside out.

He laughed and played along, having no clue the entire time that he was helping me snuff out an actual victim. The whole “scene” lasted a few hours until our victim finally faded away and went limp. It was more bloody, gory and fucked up than any horror movie you’ve ever seen. Most of the details are too graphic for this blog post but I can tell you everything when you call me.

Castration phone sex so you can suffer every moment

Castration phone sexCastration phone sex is a special treat for a girl like me. Don’t get me wrong, I love getting ass-fucked senseless by my hunky Master Daddy.

But sometimes even a masochistic whore like me needs a fresh pain pinata to beat.

Thankfully, my Master allows me to cherry-pick my own helpless soon-to-be-sex-slave-to-be. I thought long and hard about it, agonizing over which poor schmuck to brutalize next.

Finally, I settled on Finn, that whimpering twink who’s always complained about his tiny dick and begged Master to make him a girl. Oh, how I love cunty little boys!

I grabbed Finn and dragged him to my boudoir, where I wasted no time in forcing a slutty dress on him. In the mirror, he stared back at me with wide, teary eyes, all dolled up in makeup. He knew there was no going back.
Then, I strapped him down to the table. I pulled out all the tools, but my favorite was the big metal clamp. I got so excited when I squeezed it around his balls.

“You wanted to be a pretty girl, sweetheart? Well, I’m gonna make you one by gutting your junk!” I laughed maniacally right before I used all my body weight to squeeze the clamps down.

Within minutes, Finn’s balls were in a bloody cup, and I was busy suturing up his empty sack. The scent of blood filled the air, and it was so satisfying to show Finn they were finally gone.

I think he was making happy moans. I mean, who knows, he didn’t have any painkillers. And once they were gone, I had to take the rest of it. So I got the scalpel and got the shaft off too.

My surgery skills aren’t that great, so my Master took over and gave my Torture sex victim the tightest little pussy. Now Finn is Fiona, and pretty soon she will get the biggest set of tits!

Snuff Porn Accomplices Bring You Fresh, Young Tight Meat

snuff pornI’ve made my share of snuff porn. As a young teen who ran away from home, I found that the seedy underworld of snuff provided me with the financial support I needed. As a high school dropout my options seemed slim. Sure, I could’ve worked at McDonald’s for minimum wage but could not afford rent. And I wanted to better my life, not continue to live in squalor.

I met a man and he put me in his underground movies. Hardcore bondage and a lot of hardcore anal porn, even simulated snuff. And I met very few gentlemen over the years. Most of the men I met acted like sadists who wanted to make me their teen rape porn star. Now I help with recruiting the new generation of snuff stars. The world seems much different now than it did a little over 25 years ago. Women have more options. They can do only fans, become amateur porn stars or even do phone sex or cam work.

However, you can still find young street urchins without the technology or knowledge or proper identification to get those sorts of jobs. And I know just where to hunt for girls like that. The warehouse district. It’s considered the red-light district in the city. Although part of that area appears revitalized, you can find still plenty of abandoned buildings and dark alleys along the river where bad shit happens.

Men Need Fresh Meat

So, I know where to look to make a girl a much better offer. One of the former directors I worked with as a Lolita star wanted my help finding him a new starlet. He goes through them quickly. Not daily, not weekly, not even monthly, but about every six months, he needs a new star to abuse on film.

 He makes hardcore porn. Extreme bondage and even more extreme ass rape porn. So, I found him a cute little blonde strung out runaway. I smoked weed, but I never did meth or shot myself up with heroin. This girl looked like she took just about every imaginable drug.

But I cleaned her up. And this guy who paid me handsomely for finding him a new star seemed very pleased with my selection. He won’t kill her. However, he might make her wish she was dead. But he can keep her strung out, give her a roof over her head and line her pockets with money.

And in six months or so he’ll call me up after he destroyed her tight holes. Men like that always wants something tight and fresh. They get bored easily. And that bodes well for me. I’m the key. Women like me can gain the trust of a young girl much better than a man can. No doubt this girl will be cursing my name. However, in the long run, she will realize this is a better life than living on the streets.

Snuff Phone Sex Makes Rena Nice N’ Wet

There is something about being a snuff phone sex victim that makes me feel like a unique kind of whore. The one who will sacrifice her body for a man to get off.  My body becomes a toy for them to use and abuse.  To wrap their hands around my neck and squeeze while I feel that hard cock press against me.  The harder he squeezes, the harder his cock is.  Pulling my hair back as I get fucked from behind.

Not just any kind of fuck but the kind of fucking that you feel the anger through their cock.  You feel how much this man wants to hurt you.  To destroy your body so to speak.  There is nothing too violent for a man to do that feels this anger through their cock. It’s like everything evil comes out in their cock.  Their cock controls their violent tendencies to fuck my cunt and fuck up my body.

There isn’t a bruise, cut, hit, choke, or any sort of torture that won’t come out during the times your cock is inside me. Yes, I’m talking to you.  It’s like you put a key in the hole that unlocks the devil and allows it to come out through my cunt. My cunt is giving you permission to harm me in every way.  In fact, I want it, I am asking for it. All you see is my small and petite helpless body limp and at your discretion.  Your discretion for doing the most vile and disgusting things you can think to me.  The more you harm me and make me suffer, the harder you get.

The harder you get, the wetter I get. It signals that it’s ok for you to keep going. Keep going to the darkest places your cock can you take you.  I beg you, do it. Do it hard, rough and do it NOW!snuff phone sex

Knife Play Phone Sex Turns Me On

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex is my go-to. Although I consider myself stronger than I look, I don’t think I could kill a man or a woman with my bare hands. And I don’t like to use guns because there’s no fun in a gun. You aim, you point, you shoot and they die. No torture. No lingering pain. And no real skill involved unless you shoot somebody from a long distance. So, a knife will always be my weapon of choice. And over the years I’ve become a knife hoarder. Seriously, my collection contains over 1000 now. And every knife tells a story.

I rarely go hunting on a Monday. But with the college crowd home, the bars seem full of stupidity on any given night. So, I decided to see if I could find some buddy deserving of torture sex with a knife. In the first bar I went to I found a plethora of stupid people. I met this girl. Likely about 20 with a fake ID and a huge attitude. Self-entitled little blonde twat. I’m sure many men find her desirable, but I found her annoying.

At first, she thought I worked there because of my black clothes. She handed me an empty bottle, snapped her fingers and told me to get her another one pronto. It was all I could do not to take that beer bottle and bash it against her head right there in the bar. But I stay off the cops radar with my patience and my brains. So, I showed some self-restraint. But I did drug her drink. And I did act like a concerned citizen wanting to get her home safely when she started stumbling.

Coeds Make Great Snuff Victims

The bar felt packed. Wall-to-wall people. And I scanned the room for security cameras, and anybody paying attention to us. I saw no cameras and everybody seemed so self-absorbed they never noticed me. So, I took her home and dissected her like a biology frog. Honestly, I never enjoyed cutting into a dead frog. It seemed unnecessarily cruel with no real learning value. I am never going to dissect a frog or need to name its internal organs. I’d rather dissect people.

I tied her spread eagle to my dungeon table, which is 2 metal slabs pushed together. She woke up with a spider gag in her mouth and fear in her eyes. She knew she was in trouble. But she didn’t realize I planned to kill her. I tortured her for hours though. I patiently skinned the flesh offer her tits. Interesting look. Almost looked like she got sunburn just on her tits. I poured rubbing alcohol on her tits, knowing that shit would hurt.

I Love to Torture Self-Absorbed Young Women

And I sliced her clit off too and fed it to her. If you cannot tell, I enjoy being an evil phone sex bitch. The self-entitled twat deserved it. Girls like her don’t change. They just get worse. Nobody checks them. They think they can do whatever they want and rules don’t apply to them. They use their looks and their bodies to get what they want and screw the rest of us. I’m not jealous of her. No reason to be jealous of her. But her self-entitlement because she’s young and pretty irks me.

Well, I finally just stabbed her in her belly button and gutted her like a pig. I watched the blood bubble up from the knife wound. And I could hear her aspirating on her own blood. That shit makes my cunt wet. After she took her last breath, I dragged her carcass out into my yard. Nature will take care of the rest. I never wake up the next morning and find even a hint of my victim. Any trace DNA left on the grass gets washed away by the rain. Nature makes the best accomplice.

Babysitter Phone Sex Fantasies Come True

babysitter phone sexHelping my kinky callers live out their Babysitter phone sex fantasies turns me on so much. Being a sexy babysitter, I gain the trust of the parents, get access to their crumb snatchers, and get paid a hefty finder’s fee for delivering a tight pussy hole for my guy.

All I have to do this time is take some pictures and a few videos, just to show him I found what he wants, a cute little flat-chested slut with no hair on her plump pussy and a bubble butt.

This particular client has a thing for little young black girls; he loves their thick lips, thighs, and asses. Once I got to the little sluts house, I gave her a special treat that knocked her ass out almost instantly. I barely got the little bitch out of the bath before she passed out cold. 

I set up my video camera, stripped down to my sexy panties and bra, and began the fun. I positioned her pussy facing the camera, and went to work sycking and licking her tiny clit until it was swollen and hard. You can see my thick ass in the camera as my long tongue explores her hot little cunt.

When she is soaking wet, I pull out a dildo, fucking her pussy fast and deep, every stroke going deeper. I zoom in on her pink pussy, the thick dick deep inside her cunt, stretching that pussy hole out.

The next time I babysit this little mini slut, I am going to sneak my guy in and let him have his way with her holes as I watch and pleasure myself, getting wet just thinking about it.