Torture sex was how I died. He was my executioner. I had been sentenced to die by a judge, but this was no ordinary prison. This was an experimental prison exploring new forms of torture and death for women like me. My executioner had been exploring death by Roman crucifixion. Do you know how painful that is? It is a gruesome and painful way to die. Before he nailed me to the cross, however, he whipped me over a hundred times. Both sides of my body were battered and bleeding from the lashes of his whip before he nailed me to the cross with outstretched arms and legs. I didn’t look peaceful nailed to the cross like Jesus. Did you know they don’t nail you by the hands and feet? He drove 6 inch nails into my wrists and my ankles. My entire body weight was being supported by my nailed limbs, which but a strain on my rib cage thus making it torture to just breathe. I couldn’t take in a full breath. I didn’t die of exposure or pain; I died of asphyxiation. I could feel my battered and bloodied body turning blue from lack of oxygen. I could feel myself getting weak. I thought I would be on that cross for days, but it was more like hours. My executioner stood watching me die, aroused. It was like he was looking at a work of art, not a dying woman. I deserved my death, but even as a pain slut, my executioner enjoyed my capital punishment more than me.
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Torture Sex: Death by Roman Crucifixion
New Year’s Eve Ass Rape Porn Tradition
What are you doing for New Year’s Eve? I am making an ass rape porn movie. It is a New Year’s tradition in my family. My stepson, who hates me, has a party every year to ring in the New Year. I am always the hostess with the mostest. His friends and him got so fucked up last year that they showed me no mercy. I needed medical treatment the next day for a prolapsed ass. I have no doubt that this year will be no different. Do you want to know what they did to me while ringing in 2017? I wish it was just a simple gangbang rape porn. I can handle more cock in my fuck holes than you could guess. But I got far more up my ass than cock. They sodomized me with champagne bottles. They didn’t fuck me with the long neck part of the bottle either. They used the fat end. Their idea of lube too was the Jalapeno spinach dip. One of my stepson’s friends lubed up the wide part of the bottle with hot pepper dip. Several of them crammed the bottle up my ass. I was tied up with a ball gag, so I wouldn’t scream too loudly nor attempt to get away. My ass was ruined. I was gapped open; bleeding and I even shit everywhere. The Jalapeno dip burned my ass. I was crying, begging for some compassion, but I got nada. All I got was spit, shit, piss, blood and cum. And, a whole lot of pain and laughter at my discomfort. I am not looking forward to this New Year’s Eve. In preparation, however, I am going to do a fuck ton of blow and give myself an enema. I have no doubt they will be more sadistic this year.
Snuff Sex Brutality and Torturous Murder
I can’t deal with fucking morons and I can’t deal with them fucking around with my life. Idiots like this mechanic really deserve snuff sex in a brutal fucking way and I will get my way. You just don’t fuck with a persons motorcycle when you are a clueless fucking moron and I will teach this asshat a real good lesson… a lesson he won’t survive to learn.
Paying a visit to the mechanics shop right at closing time knowing he would be there alone was the perfect way to get my revenge on this twit. Flirtatiously I maneuver my way in and lock the door behind me as I flirt him back into the garage. Picking up a nice big wrench I pretend to just be looking at it as I flirtatiously ask him how he thinks what he has done to my bikes manifold was a good idea. As he stuttered I took this large wrench and bashed him in the head. His arms up, blood streaking from the wound as the useless pussy was pleading to let him make good I kicked him in him groin then as he bent over kneed him in the stomach knocking him to the floor. I yanked his ear and drug him to an engine hoist and hooked him up in it as I started to masturbate my cunt right over his face. I frigged my clit until I had a nice good stream of piss build up and showered him in it.
As he was really begging and nearly screaming I turned on some loud music and yanked his trousers open. With a nice big set of cable cutters I snipped that fucking cock right off of his body and thanked him for the sacrifice as he bled out in a oil pan.
Teen rape porn
I remember that day that I went over to my friends house and her daddy was there with a bunch of his friends. They were getting drunk and snickering while they checked us out. I remember my little body was so new. We went to her room and we were soon trapped in there by all of the dads friends.
They took turns as they held us down and forced their way on top of us. We looked at one another as each of them thrusted their cocks inside of us, ripping us open. They were anything but gentle. No matter how much we tried to squirm out of their grip we were just forced harder to the ground. Their dicks stretched every hole of ours wide open.
Breaking And Enterning
I often times leave my door unlocked or a couple of window a jar. Making it easy for someone to break in. Slam a punch to my gut to wake me up gasping for air. Then a punch to face. Maybe a knife right at my throat cutting in as I wake up screaming. Then you can fuck me hard. Maybe even fuck me with the knife. Gutting me from the inside out. Cutting up uterus. You can fuck me so hard in the ass with your cock and continue to fuck me in the cunt with the knife. Make me bleeding bloody bruised mess. And after you done fucking and pounding the shit out of me. If you have the guts to do it, snuff my life right out from me. Choke me. Stab me. Or just plain old beat me to death.
Snuff Sex Christmas
Snuff sex for Christmas? The holidays make me simply murderous, especially tomorrow. The day after Christmas is always crazy. Does your woman go shopping to stock up on Christmas shit for next year? If she does, and you are as sadistic as me, you should stay home and call me. I bet we can get into some trouble together. My ideal shopping the day after Christmas involves you and me hunting for a victim. I hate all people, so I am easy to please when it comes to hunting humans. We can kill your wife for being a shopping whore. We can hunt a super young slut. You know. One of those girls with no tits yet. Not even peach fuzz on her cunt yet. They are all off school until the new year anyway, which means they are easy to find. I bet, there are a ton at the mall shopping with their Christmas money and gift cards. Your wife could be shopping for bargains, while we shop for a little cock tease. Does the world really need anymore cock teasing whores that will grow up to be on the pole and getting government handouts because they can’t keep their legs shut? I say, let your wife shop. When she leaves, we hook up and find some tiny, young thing to kill. You can force fuck her tiny holes while I watch. Then we can kill her together. Just promise me we can prolong the torture sex. I love listening to young things cry and plead for mercy.
Sex with Dead Bodies is What He Wanted for Christmas
Sex with dead bodies is what he said he wanted for Christmas. I looked at him and laughed. I didn’t think he was serious. When I started laughing and dismissed what he was saying as a joke, he throttled me. His hands, big and strong, were wrapped around my neck tightly. I was fighting him off, but he was so strong. I could feel myself getting weak because I was losing oxygen. I managed to get away. I ran to the bathroom and locked myself in. But, it was like a scene from The Shining. He took an axe to the door and said, “Here’s Tommy.” I was trapped. I pleaded for my life. I begged for forgiveness for doubting he wanted to fuck my dead corpse. He claimed I was on Santa’s naughty list and didn’t deserve to live. I had no where to go. I was in the tub with my hands covering my face when he started hacking at my arms. My blood sprayed the walls. I slumped over the tub. My arms bleeding out into the tub. I felt his cock enter my ass as I my body slowly drained out in the tub. The last thing I remember was a knife to my throat as he told me my old used up ass wasn’t tight enough to get him off. He slit my throat, saying maybe I would be a better fuck dead. What do you think?
Babysitter Phone Sex Murderess Gray
All I want for X-Mas is some sweet young victims to play games with and an accomplice or two for my babysitter phone sex killing sprees. I think a few spoiled brats will do nicely as a grave lesson for them, one they’ll never live to learn. I would firstly get their parents on their way, then once alone with the little fucking brats have my accomplice come in and we will grab the sweet young piece of flesh doll and start beating the fuck outta her. I’ll cut her clothes of with big gardening shears then accidentally nip a nipple off and as she cries you will punch her square in the mouth and then shove your dick in her bloody toothless face for a good gagging. Hoping she asphyxiates on her blood and that cock blocking her airwaves.
I’ll ram her bald slit with my huge strap on with steel spikes to tenderize that meat hole really good. I’ll let you fuck her mutilated cunt as I get myself off with all that blood finally allowing you to fuck my cunt. I love young virginal blood more than anything. So who is game? I hope we get some hot evil phone sex fun together soon.
Taboo Phone Sex Christmas
Taboo phone sex Christmas is found here. This time of year, makes me simply murderous. I was a little girl once upon a time whose mother took her to a Walmart on Black Friday 20 some years ago. I saw two women get into a fist fight over something called a Furby. It was the newest fad toy that year. Blood was spilled over a stupid toy. That shaped my views of shopping and Christmas. Every holiday season, I go on a killing spree. I get rid of folks more concerned with commercialism than Christmas. I am sort of an American Psycho. Malls are ripe with such folks this time of year. I spotted this young teen girl. I would have put her in high school still. You likely know her type. Cock teasing little whore looking for sugar daddies to drain their wallets on her before she puts out, if she even puts out. I saw this teen whore Jasmine at the mall milking men of money with some sob story about being robbed at the mall. Idiot men were slobbering over her perky tits and long legs. She had future trophy wife written all over her. I spiked her fancy Starbucks drink and once the roofie kicked in, I put her in my trunk. She woke up stripped naked, tied up and in my kill shack in the woods. I carved her up good too. I love hearing a young teen girl scream and cry. Makes my cunt wet. Does it make your cock hard? It took some deep cuts before she started pleading for her life. At first, she was acting like an insulant little bitch. She was a good kill, but honestly, I could have used an accomplice with that one. She needed a stiff dick to shut her up. I watched her bleed out. Once she was dead, I washed my knife up and dragged her bloody lifeless body through the snow to be bear food. I rid the world of one more vacuous money hungry cock tease. No one will miss her. I am filled with killer phone sex fantasies. How about you?
Suffocation phone sex
I was really hoping not to be a pathetic piece of shit victim! No matter how much I begged for him to let me go, it was no use. It turned him on each time I whimpered while he tortured my pure flesh. His cock would twitch with every tear that ran down my face. He got a plastic bag and blew every single cum load he had in his balls into it for days.
I wondered what he was going to do with it. He kept forcing his dick into my holes, ripping them open only to take his cock out and to nut in that bag. He filled it up almost all the way. He hung me upside down from the ceiling and took his bag full of cum and put it around my head. I was drowning in his cum. He jerked off as he watched my face move around in the cum bag that was tied around my neck.
What a way to die.