It was a snuff sex party. I thought it was a sex toy party. I was duped by the wife of a guy I know. She invited me to the party. I guess he thought I wouldn’t go if he was the one throwing it. Damn right, I wouldn’t have gone. Her husband is a sadistic tool. I avoid him when I can. He owns a fetish club I frequent. I guess if I was smarter, I would have smelled the setup. When she told me the other ladies were in the basement, I had a small thought something was up, but I thought maybe it was a recreation room. I stepped down into an unfinished basement and I knew. I swallowed hard and tried to run up the stairs, but the door was slammed and locked. Her husband and a bunch of his friends were waiting for me. He told me his club has rules they must follow to stay open. At his home anything goes. I can be their ass rape porn star or snuff doll. They wanted to torture me. They drew blood and bodily fluids. They left marks on my body, likely permanent marks too. They claimed I was a cock tease at the club letting men only go so far before I reminded them of the rules. In the owner’s basement, there were no rules. They smacked me around, punched me, burned me, fucked me and pissed on me. They did a lot more than that too. I thought I might die. I thought I was in a real snuff film. Before it came to an end, I wished I had been in a real one. I wish I could say I will never be so dumb again, but we all know I am a stupid taboo phone sex whore.
Tag: Taboo phone sex
Taboo Phone Sex Fantasy for Mommy
I love taboo phone sex calls. The darker your desire, the wetter my pussy gets. I got high last night. I know that is no shocker. I was not out. I stayed home and explored my freak side with callers. I have some creative callers who want to kill me a thousand different ways. How would you like to snuff me? Guys ask me all the time what my favorite way to die is? I like it violent and painful. I think I am like you. When it comes to the phone, I need something more extreme and taboo than reality. My caller had mommy rape phone sex fantasies. Very violent fantasies. I love being force fucked. My caller has a cock teasing mommy. He told me how she wore see-through nightgowns in front of him and his friends. She fucked her son’s friends, all of them, but never him. I would have been frustrated and angry too if my mommy whore neglected me but serviced my friends. I love fantasy calls because they are therapeutic. We did a roleplay where I cock teased him for the last time. Mommy got knocked around. Slapped, spit on, kicked, punched and fucked. Fucked in mouth, pussy and ass. He showed his mommy no mercy for 30 years of cock teasing and neglect. I was super sore, swollen, prolapsed and gaped by the time he was done, but my caller got out his mommy frustration. Can I help you relieve some frustration too?
Your Accomplice Phone Sex Partner Not Your Girlfriend
Accomplice phone sex is the only way you can serve me if you are not a victim. I am not your girlfriend. I am no one’s girlfriend. Guys IM me with “Hey Baby” all the fucking time. I am stabbing them repeatedly in my mind. When guys call me baby or honey on the phone, or worse, try to do a fuck call, my instinct is to chop off their dicks. So, my advice to you is that if you are not looking for a castration call, then you best not treat me like a girlfriend. This is a snuff site. It is for dark fantasies only. Get the fuck off my page if you are looking for a blowjob because I have sharp teeth and a collection of worthless dicks in a jar. I am the woman of your wicked dreams, not your wet dreams. I can make your wet dreams come true but as your accomplice. You want to fuck and torture a young girl? No problem. I have no maternal instincts whatsoever. I will kidnap and kill any little one for or with you. Are you getting the picture? I make snuff porn not girlfriend porn. Again, if you are looking for a woman to fuck or give you head, go somewhere else or die. Yes, it is that black and white.
His wife set him up
The wife of a prominent business man came to me last week looking to set him up. Her plan was pretty fucked up, we were going to frame him for murder and make sure that he spent the rest of his life in prison where he would have no control over his money… that would all fall to his wife to take care of. Since we were talking about millions of dollars here I was very happy to help her. Her husband had an unfortunate fetish, he liked helpless little girls so I acted like the perfect bait. I acted like I was drugged and simple, maybe even a little slow and waited for him in his office late one evening. I acted like I was lost and had no idea how I even got there, he was ready to call security to remove me but once he saw that I was naked under my coat he was suddenly eager to be alone with me. He pulled my coat open and molested me and I let him, I waited until he was extremely turned on and rock fucking hard, then I quickly injected him with a powerful tranquilizer. Once he was passed out I filled his office with all sorts of evidence, even a little dead girl to complete the scene and called the police. They hauled him off to prison and I was paid very well, so this story definitely has a happy ending for me!
No Place for a Taboo Phone Sex Whore
It is not a secret that I am a taboo phone sex whore. I can clean up well, look like a high class girlfriend but in the end, I am a dirty submissive whore. I was at fundraiser last night. I won the tickets. I never could have afforded to go to a black tie affair, but I wanted to go. I wanted to hobnob with the rich and famous. A friend styled me in a designer dress. She even hooked me up with her hair and make up folks. I didn’t think I looked or felt like I didn’t belong. Not until I met Jake. He saw through me immediately. He asked me what a whore like me was doing pretending she was something else. I wanted to act offended but the fact that he could see through me turned me on. Oh how wet it made my pussy. He pulled me into the kitchen area and told the staff to fuck me. He offered me up as a tip for their service. He was the host of the shindig and he gave me away for a gangbang rape porn. I was half mad and half aroused that he knew where I belonged. The help didn’t speak much English, but they knew I was a whore to use. They fucked me like a dirty trailer trash skank. Filled me up with cum and ruined my make up and dress. I guess that is what I deserved for thinking I could fit in at a high end gala when I am just a piece of trash.
A Slave To Your Torture And Pain
Not only am I a slave to you. I am a slave to the little twisted demon in my head telling me every second of the day that I need to be a bad nigger whore so I can feel the wrath of your strong hands gripping tight around my neck. This demon that runs deep inside my soul talks to me throughout the day, telling me to disobey you. I am a slave to your pain, I love it when you torture me, the harder you torture my already bruised and battered body, the more this nigger slave cunt of mine oozes out with pleasure. Master, when you torture me I know you care. The rage in your eyes, the way they turn red when I have done something wrong makes my slave blood boil with pleasure. That is when my twisted fucking demon comes out the most. Telling me to push you to the edge, I want to see how far I can take you until you snap my fucking black and bruised slave body in half. Do you remember when you pinned me upside down to that cold brick wall? I was shackled to look like a fucked up dirty snow angel. You told me you wanted to see my head fill up with blood. You sliced my throat a little, letting the blood rub down my face. Then plunged deep into my throat, showing me no fucking mercy. The rush you gave me was one I do not think I could ever feel again. Choking on your cock, cum, and blood. Listening to you yell at me telling me to swallow it up or fucking die!!! You are the Masters of all Masters. I will bow down with my nigger slave knees to you every day.
Domination Phone Sex Prisoner
He told me it was a domination phone sex week for me. He kidnapped me and tossed me in his basement. I was chained up like a wild animal. Stripped naked, forced to lay on a cold, damp slab of concreate. I had to piss and shit in a bowl. My only nourishment for the week was his cum that I had to drink out of a bowl on a floor. No water. No real food. Just his cum. I was cold, scared, and alone. Bugs were in the basement. So many bugs that they covered my flesh like a blanket at night. The sound of the cock roaches and crickets drove me crazy. The entire week I was deprived light and basic human necessities. Today, he came down to give me his cum. He gave me more than that. He fucked my ass, my mouth and my cunt. I was dirty and I smelled. I had not had a bath since he took me, unless you count his cum and piss as a bath. I thought today was my last day alive, but he made me a deal. Bring me a young girl and I can be his accomplice, not his prisoner. It is survival of the fittest right? I took that deal. Now, I am free and have 24-hours to bring him a super young slave for his demented teen rape porn.
Whores
When I got home my brother Bill was at my house. When I walked in he was slamming his dick deep balls inside my youngest one’s cunt hole. She was taking his dick like a champ. Her tight little cunny swallowing up his huge thick dick. He jizzed inside of her cunt and then threw were to the ground like a piece of garbage. With his dick still half hard he said he told me he was bored of my little bitches their little holes were getting to stretched for his dick. I laughed at him and Bill was not happy by my laughter and he showed it. He grabbed me by the throat and squeezed tightly into I passed out. When I woke up my brother was fucking me and three black dudes were fucking my two little girls.
Snuff Sex: Life Imitates Art
I love watching snuff sex porn with callers. I am shock proof. No matter how violent or graphic a film might be I will watch it. I watched a Serbian Film this week. If you like torture porn and moves about extreme taboo subjects, I recommend it. The subtitles suck, but you don’t really need to follow it to understand that this movie is about all the naughty thoughts that linger in the minds of us sadistics. It is about a man duped into a snuff movie when he auditions for an art film. I know I love luring young girls to my kill shack under the promise that I am putting them in a horror film. I like duping the young and stupid. This film is about force fucking women, pornography, necrophilia, torture sex and the abuse of super young ones. It was deemed too graphic for the US and many other countries. It is a great foreplay movie to actual snuff making. I introduced the movie to a friend of mine last night. It made him hard and super kinky. We went driving around until we found a druggie whore mother with no maternal instinct. She cared more about her next fix than the welfare of her daughter. She rented us her brat for a couple hundred dollars. We weren’t bringing her back. We went to my kill shack and life imitated art. My friend fucked that little girl silly. She was bleeding and prolapsed. She died at some point when he was fucking her, but he didn’t stop once he realized she was no longer breathing. He just fucked her harder. He said her cunt was still warm. We got a steal for the brat. Only $200 and we had a perfect super young victim for our snuff flick. Luckily, there are lots more mommies with no maternal instincts out there for more fun.
Snuff Porn Got Real
Snuff porn gave me my start in the adult industry. I have been making hardcore BDSM films since I was 18. I thought I was pain proof. I have thick skin. I can handle pain better than most men can. I found out this week, I do have a pain threshold that can be crossed. I was doing a bondage film. The director switched gears on me. He wanted snuff, the real kind too. Apparently, he was paid a large sum of money to execute me on film. I have enemies. Men who hate me for not submitting completely to them. I was tied up, locked to a bar. I was being fucked hard in the ass. I thought I was making an ass rape porn, but then my star started taking orders from the director. He choked me, punched me, even cut me. I was gasping for air and bleeding. I had no idea what was going on. I signed up for a fake snuff flick, but this felt like the real deal. I started screaming for help. I was in a studio, surely some one would help me. But, no one did. In fact, they were all in on it. Suddenly, I had a small army around me and they were all helping to hurt me. Knives, whips, blow torches, any kind of torture device they could find they brought to the table to kill me with in unison. It was gang bang torture while the director filmed my demise. I endured hours of pain and torture while the director filmed it for a mystery patron. I thought could handle pain, but they found my threshold. I went into shock before everything went dark. I have made thousand of snuff movies in my life, but this one was real. This one was my last one.