Tag: Taboo phone sex

Torture Sex Kidnapping

torture sexI was kidnapped for torture sex and rape fantasies. I was out for a jog when a man grabbed me. I didn’t know what was going on until I woke up in a basement tied up, hanging upside down and blindfolded. Two voices spoke to me. I was instructed to cooperate or die. I was a victim of opportunity. They snatched me on the running trail, drugged me and bound me tightly. I thought perhaps I knew one of them, but I think I was just in the wrong place at the right time for them. Tape was over my mouth, so I couldn’t ask questions. I feared I would be snuff porn material. They took turns punching me like I was a boxing bag. My tits were bound and tortured too. They shocked with a stun gun used on cattle. I started pissing myself and convulsing. Then something that has never happened to me, happened. I was fucked hanging upside down. I heard something being set up. Once I felt a fist in my cunt, I knew it was a ladder. My captors fisted and fucked me from above. They filled me up with cum, abused my holes and then cut me down. I landed like a sack of potatoes. I was told I would be cut free, but if I took off my blindfold before my cell timer went off, I would die. I was only on the ground for about 20 minutes, but it felt like eternity. I escaped death again. Next time, I might not be so lucky.

Stupid Bondage Phone Sex Whore

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex gets kinky with me all the time. I am not a normal girl. I do fetish photo shoots and some of the guys who hire me are legitimate fetish directors and photographers. Others are not. It is a gamble, but as a taboo whore, I like risky odds. I take many risks.  My last photo shoot was in Columbus, OH. It went well and was a legitimate outfit I have worked for before. That was a risk that went well for me. When one of the crew gave me the name of another director, I assumed it was legitimate too. That was a wrong assumption on my part and an example of one of many bad risks I have taken.  I arrived at some studio in bumb fuck Indiana the other night. No crew. No set. It didn’t appear to be a legitimate operation, but being the dumb bimbo, I am, I didn’t turn away when the bells and whistles were going off in my head.  A large man greeted me at the door and yanked me inside. In a matter of minutes, I was hanging upside down getting skull fucked. I was hoping that was the worst of it, but not by a long shot. He took a taser to my pussy and ass. I was convulsing upside down and pissing everywhere. Because of hanging upside down, the piss went all over me. I was tasting my own urine. He kept me strung up so long, I passed out because of the blood rushing to my head. The next morning, he let me go, but he made it clear I was not being paid to be his stupid torture sex slave. Live and learn. I am lucky I continue to live because I never seem to learn.

I can be twisted 4 u

snuff sexYou told me snuff sex is the only thing that makes your cock grow. I laugh and think you are so kidding. I see the look in your eye and know you aren’t fibbing one bit. I have grown to be your fuck slut and will do whatever you need so you can cum nonstop. My perfect cunt gets ruined each time you have your fun. You want me to keep bleeding and keep being tortured. I won’t ever let you down again. I will do whatever it takes to keep that cock growing and ready to combust. I will forever be your victim, slut. Use me and abuse me. I know that is the only thing I am perfect for in your eyes.

Snuff Phone Sex: I Should Be a Mortician

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex is what gets my cunt wet. Dripping wet. I am not a romantic girl. I don’t cuddle. I do fuck, however. I met this man on Tinder. He seemed perfect. He is a mortician. I mean how could someone who works with dead bodies be a spooner? I was not expecting him to be sappy. He was an over the moon romantic. I had to get rid of him. Yeah, I am that bitch. I killed the mortician. We fucked in his mortuary on a table where he embalms cadavers and the mother fucker tried to spoon and cuddle with me. I grabbed a syringe of something and jammed it in his neck. He started convulsing and died quickly. Me bad. I was hoping just to numb him. I killed him but his cock was still hard. I am not against sex with dead bodies. In fact, I prefer it. When you kill a guy quickly enough and at the right time, his cock is still hard enough to fuck. Warm enough too. I love a hard cock. I enjoy fucking just not the romantic shit. I shoved his body into the crematorium and disposed of his body quickly. I think I need to become a mortician. They have the perfect tools for snuff.

I tied her up and left her

taboo phone sexI found this little whore all alone one day so I decided to have a little fun with her. I stripped her naked and tied her spread eagle to a frame and left her in a shitty neighborhood with a sign saying free fucks. I wanted to see how many people would fuck her before someone saved her… if anyone saved her at all. I hid where I could watch and soon a group of young drunk men came walking by. They stopped and looked at her and even tho she looked terrified they all took a turn fucking all her tender little fuck holes. Then another group cam by and did the same thing only these men were rougher and beat that stupid whore until she was all broken and bloody. It was hot as fuck watching all these horny men just use her up. Man after man fucked her and not a single one called the cops, no one at all helped that stupid whore. I waited until it was almost light out and ended her misery with a knife thrust thru her heart. She was a fun little toy to play with I will have to get another real soon.

Gorgeous Bloody Beauty

Bloody phone sex

I found myself very frustrated the other night. I was expected to clean up and dress in formal wear for another one of my mother’s parties. So I played my role of the good daughter, dress up and look “pretty”. At least that is what they all told me I was, but the truth is every time someone called me pretty or beautiful it made me angry. They have no idea what I look like in my most beautiful form. Finally, after a couple of hours I had had enough and went up to my room. Ripping my dress as I was desperate to get out of it and without thinking grabbed the scissors on my vanity. I stared at my face in the mirror thinking about all the compliments I received then I took the scissors and make a cut right across my forehead up near the start of my scalp. The blood started to run down my face, warm and so soothing. This is true beauty, this is my best self. You see it too, don’t you?

Fantasy Phone Sex Death

fantasy phone sex

I love a dark fantasy phone sex role play. I have this one fuck buddy I met on Tinder. We get together, get high and fuck. It is a perfect relationship for me. I don’t have many fuck buddies who will get high with me. I told him this vampire fantasy I have, which I think I got from watching too much True Blood lol. He had a surprise for me. He had the most realistic vampire teeth when I met him. I did a line of coke and planned on giving him head, but he bit my neck. He bit me so hard, I felt blood running down my neck. It was hot as fuck. The smell and taste of blood is hot and sweet. My blood was running over the head of his cock as I polished his knob. He enjoyed my crimson red blood on the head of his throbbing cock. What was fantasy sex quickly turned into snuff sex as more and more of my blood poured from the wound on my neck. I soon realized I was sucking my last cock. The little bite was actually a deep puncture wound on a major artery. I was dulled from the pain initially because of the coke. I felt myself getting weaker and fainter the more the blood poured down my neck. He could turn me or kill me. Of course, he killed me. I am a worthless whore.

Torture Phone Sex

torture phone sexI was in Columbus again this past weekend for a torture phone sex shoot. There is an outfit there that loves me. They hire me every couple months. This was not the same director as last time. I recognized him though from the last shoot. He shared the camera with me as my executioner. This time he was behind the camera to film me. The studio was not as as busy as the last time. It felt off to me. I wasn’t sure why, but it did. I asked a few questions because I didn’t want to get myself in a jam out of town. This was a private film.  A simulated snuff porn he assured me. It was for a private wealthy client. I saw 8MM. I called bullshit on the simulated part. I didn’t want to die. I was lured by the stack of money, tax free. I agreed. They didn’t kill me but it was torture. I was tied to a standing beam with my feet above the grown. It was mummification and breath play. I was sweating. I could feel my heart beat slowing down. I was not comfortable. When my costar pulled out his cock I thought if he skull fucked me, I might die. He skull fucked me but I didn’t die. I did pass out. Luckily, I was revived. I could have died. These were strangers. I was in a strange town. It was torture but torture pays well.

I bought a bitch to torture

taboo phone sexThis drunk ass redneck asshole was on my nerves but he had a pretty little girl and a gambling problem so he was willing to sell his little whore to the highest bidder. I bought her and that asshole had the nerve to ask me if she would be well treated, he was feeling guilty for selling her and wanted to see if she would be going to a good home. Well I assured him that I just wanted my own little brat, that I was unable to have them so his sweet girl would be loved and cherished. Ha! What a fucking joke that was I swear I could hardly keep a straight face but he bought it. I took her home and torture that stupid little cunt to death. We fucked all her holes open and broke her fucking bones, she died a gruesome horrible death and I filmed every second of it. Then I broke into her daddy’s house and made him watch it all. He was so guilt stricken that he killed himself, it was glorious!

Homemade Snuff Porn

snuff pornIf you make a snuff porn with me, I videotape it for you. Some guys like a murderous video for their spank bank. Harold hired me to kill his ex-girlfriend. She was a cunt and a whore. She deserved to die. I do my research on my victims. Just because a guy pays me to off some bitch, I need to make sure she deserves to die. Sometimes it is the guy who deserves to die. Harold’s ex gives women a bad name. Seven baby daddies. No job; she lives off welfare and support. She lies about who the baby daddy is to get a pay date. She has lied about men forcing themselves on her to collect too. I almost wanted to kill the bitch for free. She was suing Harold for support but he had a vasectomy and was sure he wasn’t the baby daddy. She tried to get him fired when he broke up with her. She collects babies and support. I was happy to lure her to my cabin in the woods. My client would have been the top suspect so I had to kill the bitch alone. No problem there. I just made a couple snuff movies of her dying for him. I mutilated her cunt and even carved up her tits. I made the pain intense and lasting. She didn’t deserve a quick death. The cunt has ruined a lot of mens’ lives. I was happy to snuff the bitch. After all, she gives women a bad name.