Tag: Taboo phone sex

Ass Rape Porn Stars Make the Best Teachers for The Next Generation of Anal Sluts

ass rape pornSince I have done my share of ass rape porn in my life, sometimes a guy hires me to train the new generation of hardcore anal sex stars. Recently, a man I met in a chat room on the dark web, paid me an obscene amount of money to anally train his young daughter.

And I think she may have been even younger than I was when my dad started ass fucking me. My dad only switched to my ass when I started my period to reduce the chances of knocking me up. But this girl cannot get pregnant yet. Too young. But she is so cute. And with the cutest little starfish. However, that cute rosebud would be stretched out soon enough.

His little girl did not seem so willing, so I suggested some NyQuil and restraints. He had no problem drugging and tying up his daughter. We bound her on her side so we could see that cute asshole she still had. The NyQuil just made her relax. Most of the pain from anal gangbang rape porn comes from tensing up. If you can relax, less pain.

It’s My Job to Help You Anally Train Little Girls

I started with a small dildo dipped in petroleum jelly. Managed to get it in and out of her ass with not many tears. However, when I went to a bigger dildo, she did cry. But best she gets used to anal penetration young.  We make anal sex whores. We do not breed them. So, I just kept going up in size until she had a nice, gaped butt hole.

 Then I took a speculum and cranked open her ass so daddy could see inside. Although he did not plan on fucking her the first day of anal training, he could not resist after he could see up her ass. So, I pulled out the speculum and guided his cock in his angel’s tight virgin asshole. It felt like anal torture sex to his daughter, but pure pleasure for daddy. Maybe you have a little girl in need of anal training too?

ass Torture sex in the woods for young dumb boy

Since I have used and watched so much Torture sex, something inside we wanted to give it too. I went camping with my beastie and her family. One night her parents were wasted with one of the other parents at the campground. They left their young son alone and we took him to play in the woods. I had packed a few things, and I was so ready to use them. First thing I did was drug him up with one of my mom’s pills. When he was loopy, we pulled out the rope and ripped his clothes off.

Torture sex

Once he was naked, we tied him up to a tree. He was already crying but we didn’t care it was so fun to be able to take control over him. I had some rubber bands, and we put them tight around his dick.  The best part is we got him hard and forced him to like some of his torture. Which made it fun and made us giggle. “Burn his little nuts” I say to my friend, and we light a cigarette. We start using it on his sack and he starts to squirm hard all over. The tree starts to rip his skin, but we just laugh. Then I break a branch off the tree and rub some of his blood on it.

“Lift his balls and watch this” I instruct my friend to do. I thought about all the Rape phone sex fantasies I was used for, and I rammed the branch up his ass. He couldn’t take the pain of me ramming his ass open with a tree branch he passed out buy we didn’t stop. My friend took her turn, and she even rammed it down his throat. His eyes started to roll to the back of his head, and I knew we had snuffed him. Once we were done, we just threw him in the river and started a small fire to burn any blood or anything. The next day we just laughed with each other as his parents looked for him. 

Gangbang Rape Porn Live Streamed from a Dirty Bookstore

gangbang rape pornPeople sometimes recognize me from gangbang rape porn. Although I do try to keep a low profile, it never works. When you are a soccer mom hanging out with snuff directors and drug dealers, some one has seen your dirty underground movies. Over the weekend, I visited an adult bookstore. Perhaps, I just felt horny and needed to suck some dick. Women use glory holes too.

But when I walked in, a group of seedy looking men were making their way back to the glory holes. They saw me and stopped in their tracks. They looked at me like a piece of meat. And I guess they recognized me from some movies I have done, snuff movies. And they jumped me like hungry vultures.

Before I could run, they had me pinned against the wall and they began tearing off my clothes. I screamed, but not even the clerk at the front desk wanted to lift a finger to help me. When I screamed again, one of the guys stuffed my panties into my mouth, muffling my sounds. They seemed strong too. They could hold me in the air and pen me against the wall like a bug.

Men Often Recognize Me From My Underground Snuff Flicks

Hands groped my body. And hands went inside of me too. I felt a fist in my ass. And a fist in my cunt. Some of the guys throat choked me with their cocks. Others strangled and choked me. While others fisted me. I suddenly realized they were filming me too. Making a home-made snuff flick. After a while, I had no fight left in me. I just laid there like a dead fish while these random strangers destroyed my holes and my body.

They knew me, but I had no clue who they were. But they lived out their rape phone sex fantasies with me in the dirty bookstore. I will not piss or shit the same for weeks. And I will never go into that bookstore again.

Knife Play Phone Sex Includes Castration with Me

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex keeps me busy. You might be surprised about how many men call me for castration. They want it to hurt too. Although I can and have used elastrators on them, I find it more fun and more painful for my victim if I use my knife. When I first started this gig, not nearly as many men wanted to lose their junk. But now, I get many men a day who understand they have worthless dicks. I enjoy a self-aware man.

But I do meet plenty of men who lack that self-awareness too. Lisa hired me to castrate the man who force fucked her ass, filmed it and uploaded the footage to an ass rape porn site. She wanted revenge on her ex-boyfriend. He likes to date women, force fuck them, then humiliate them all over again with an uploaded video of the assault. I would have castrated this man for free.

Lisa wanted it to hurt. She wanted permanent scarring and pain. So, no rubber band. I got to use my knife. She lured him to her place begging him to fuck her ass again. He took the bait. And he met me when he came over. I injected a syringe of Fentanyl to knock him out. Not enough to kill him. But just enough so I could subdue him and get him into my castration chair.

Not All Men Know They Do Not Deserve Their Balls

Lisa wanted to do the honors of slicing his balls off. And I did not deny her the revenge she needed to move on. It’s not that I like women. Friends, I do not need them. But I cannot let men take advantage of women, profit off it and get away unscathed and richer. She did not want to dull his pain or slow the bleeding, so she sliced his balls off with an old, rusted knife. He screamed loudly. Almost sounded like a girl when he screamed.

When his balls hit the floor, she did not miss a beat. She stomped on them while he watched in horror. I liked this girl. She had a mean streak in her that I could relate to. After she trampled his balls, she scooped them up and shoved them in his mouth. More horror on his face. He lost a couple pints of blood before the bleeding stopped. We let him live. And we knew he would not go to the police. He committed more crimes than we did.

Now, he can never fuck a woman again. No more revenge porn. No more humiliating women. And no more sex. He cannot even beat off. Lisa did not really need me. She’s a sick little bitch in her own right. Castration phone sex never gets boring.

Evil phone sex: We’ll bound, torture & gag this slut

Evil phone sex Evil phone sex I have there is no mercy.  We’ll bind her, wrists and ankles, spread-eagled on the cold, hard floor. I’ll ensure she’s nice and helpless, unable to escape my wrath. The anticipation will be delicious, watching her squirm, knowing she’s at my mercy.

Next, we’ll gag her. After all, we don’t want her screaming to disturb the neighbors, do we? A ball gag will do nicely, silencing her cries as we begin our wicked work. Slam it in her mouth so hard, her teeth break. That will be a nice souvenir for my collection. 

Tied up and silent, she is ready to be our sacrifice. This dumb little slut is lucky to become a hot dish for Satan. Blasphemy sex is a glorious thing, my darling. A twisted dance of pleasure and pain, all in the name of Satan. We’ll defile her, violate her, make her scream fuck God in her dying breath. She’ll beg for mercy, but there’s no mercy here. Only the sweet, sweet release of sinful pleasure.

When I guide your P. Cock into her I want you to thrust has hard as possible. Each moment you pound your cock into her should be more painful than the last. Make that little pussy bleed so the power of Satan can fill us.

 

Once an Ass Rape Porn Star, Always One

ass rape pornOnce an ass rape porn star, always one. That’s what happens when you earn the nickname Little Anal Annie. Some director called me that over a decade ago because of my red hair and my love for extreme anal play. But it is not that I enjoy getting my ass destroyed by rough sex or that I enjoy a huge ass gape. However, it is my only bargaining chip when I need coke. No one gives me coke for free. And I never have money to buy coke unless I do rough anal videos or snuff films.

So, my asshole will keep on taking a huge beating. But such is the life of a coke whore, I guess. My husband never liked anal sex, so he never sees the condition of my asshole when we fuck. He is a vanilla guy. However, I am a nasty freak and a coke head. Friday night, desperate for coke, I went down to the docks.

The warehouse district is mostly abandoned buildings used as flop houses and porn studios. But not the vanilla kind. More like snuff movies. But down in the seedy part of town is where I do nasty things to get coke. Like one stop shopping. I do something to get money for coke, then walk or crawl to the next building to score coke.

I Sell My Asshole for Coke Money

However, Friday night the drug dealer wanted to make a homemade film with me in exchange for coke. He likes to film him and his friends obliterating the holes of soccer moms for profit. Sort of his version of Girls Gone Wild. More like Soccer Moms Gone Wild. He let me get high first saying I would need it. And I did need it.  Him and his friends wanted to see how many cocks at once they could get in my ass. Plus, they wanted to see how many fists they could shove up my ass at once too. I felt like a sock puppet.

This went from hardcore anal sex to gangbang rape porn quickly. But I endured the pain and disfigurement of my asshole once again for coke. They did a number on my asshole too. Just when I think no one can destroy my ass more, some seedy porn director says, “Hold my beer.”

Sadistic Phone Sex Might Cost You Your Balls

sadistic phone sexAs a lifelong sadistic, sadistic phone sex calls seem perfect for me. I love to torture, mutilate and snuff folks. Although I am also a paid mercenary, I torture and kill people for shits and giggles sometimes. Last night, this loser was in the wrong place at the wrong time. For whatever reason, I felt the need to mutilate some loser’s junk. Chop his balls off and feed them to my dog.

Normally, I look for a man to castrate. And I have a type. Big ego but sports a little or average dick. Rude to everyone. Feels self-entitled to pussy because he has a dick. But I had no knowledge about this guy. He needed a ride after his car broke down on the side of the road. So, this was an opportunity castration phone sex experience.

However, he did hit on me in the car, so that felt creepy enough for me to justify removing his junk. I took him back to my place, drugged his beer and dragged his lifeless body to my torture dungeon. And I had the castration chair ready to go.

I repurposed an old wooden execution chair. Added a plank that I attached to the middle of the chair. Carved a circle in it, made the plank adjustable for dick size. The way my little castration death chair works is that I strap my victim down. Straps around the head, wrists and ankles. A grip in the mouth so he does not bite his tongue off from the pain. I separate the cock and the balls. The balls go through the hole, and the cock gets strapped to the board. And I put a castration band around the balls. Then wait for them to turn blue.

Not All Men Deserve to Have Balls

I literally give a man blue balls before I castrate him. This hitchhiker I picked up appeared to be all potatoes and no meat. Although I did not know if he checked off all my boxes, I needed to castrate someone regardless. So, he got extreme cock and ball torture sex for being in the right place for me, and the wrong time for him.

With his tiny dick, the way I saw it, I did women a favor. He will never get erect again. He passed out from the pain and shock of losing his balls, but I revived him. Cauterized the wound with a cast iron skillet. Drugged him again and left him back where I found him. He will wake up without balls and wonder what the fuck happened to him. The drug I gave him erases short term memory. So, he will truly wonder where his balls went. They went to my dog as a special treat. And she loved them.

Sex with Dead Bodies is a Hot Taboo Fuck

sex with dead bodiesSex with dead bodies is fun. Sometimes, the best fuck for a woman is just after a man dies. A couple hours after death, rigormortis sets in and that makes a cock stiff as a board. Although a dead man does not cum. I think I could make him cum. What do you think? I do like cum, but I just need a stiff dick. One that won’t talk or get mean or abusive with me.

Sometimes, I pose as an EMT. I have an outfit from a friend of mine who is a real EMT. And I have another necrophiliac friend too. Over the weekend, he and I hooked up for a trip to the morgue. I told the coroner that I was an EMT, and my friend needed to ID the man I brought in earlier. And then I asked for some privacy. The corner needed a lunch break, so she took one giving us about an hour for some necrophilia phone sex fun.

I found the stiff I brought in earlier. And he found a cute teen girl who died in a car accident the same day as my hung corpse did. We each had a warm body to fuck. One that would not talk or scream or fight us. Although no man balks at fucking me, so many ruin the encounter when they won’t shut their mouths.  My friend thought the same thing about the young corpse he fucked. No fighting him. No screaming for help either.

A Dead Dick or a Dead Cunt Never Fights You or Talks Smack to You

I got up on the cold slab where my corpse laid and rode his stiff, dead cock like a horny cowgirl. Right next to me, my friend plowed the dead cunt of a teen girl. He told me nothing ever felt tighter on his cock either. When you fuck a corpse, you will never last long. I mean it is like an extreme taboo phone sex fetish. So, that forbidden aspect combined with the stiffness of a dead dick, or the tightness of a dead pussy makes you cum quickly.

After we both came, we cleaned the bodies the best we could and got the fuck out of the morgue before anyone was the wiser. But we still felt so horny after the encounter. So, we went back to my place and fucked some more. I sucked a dead girl’s pussy scent off his dick. And that made me even wetter than I was before. I love being a sick fuck.

Bondage Phone Sex Kept Me Suspended in Air for the Torture

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex keeps me hanging around. Sometimes, when I need cash, I answer bondage or other BDSM ads for models. Most of them involve extreme bondage and even rough sex. However, some seem like pure torture. And that unfortunately turned out to be the case Saturday night. I needed cash to score coke. But none of my dealers had product or they refused to trade my old, loose holes for a bag. So, I answered some ads on the dark net.

If I can survive what my stepson does to me, I could survive another extreme bondage shoot, I told myself. And I believed it would not be that bad. But it was that bad. At first, it seemed like any other bondage photo shoot I have done in the past. But when he tied me up and hoisted me up in the air, I knew this shoot would be different. Maybe more extreme torture sex than any prior shoots before.

I felt like a marionette puppet in the air with my legs and arms suspended and tethered together with my pussy and ass spread wide. Easy access to my pussy and ass always worries me. The photographer used a taser gun like a dildo on my pussy and ass. Every time he zapped the inside of either hole, I pissed the floor. When he had two taser guns, he used them simultaneously on my pussy and ass causing me to shake uncontrollably. And piss more too.

I Endure Extreme Torture Just to Score Coke

He zapped me so many times I could smell my flesh burning. However, this was not the end. He invited about 20 guys to all tase me at the same time. And this sent me into extreme convulsions. You would have thought that I had a seizure. But it was just extreme torture phone sex. Eventually, he cut me down. I fell into my puddle of piss. The sadist photographer made me lick up all my piss from the concrete floor while he fucked my ass.

Just when I though he was done, he invited his accomplices to use me like a gang bang whore while I was on all fours licking up my piss. I barely crawled home. But it was worth it because I made enough cash to buy some good coke.

The Start of A Taboo Phone Sex Night With Rena

taboo phone sexWe had quite the taboo phone sex experience this past weekend. You roughly pushed two fingers inside my pussy while sucking on my neck hard enough to leave bruises later on. My moans echoed through the room as You fucked me relentlessly from behind while pinching my nipples until they were sore and tender. When You finally came inside me after pulling out at the last moment, you didn’t bother cleaning up; instead, you smirked devilishly before moving onto your next target – another girl who had passed out by the bar earlier that night due to excessive drinking or maybe even an overdose… Who knows? Not important now anyway!

As I watched helplessly yet aroused by what was about to happen next (because let’s face it – this is exactly why we were all here), You dragged her limp body over to where we were and positioned her head right above my just-fucked pussy. Her mouth hung open, tongue lolling out of her slack jaw as You pushed it inside me forcefully while holding onto her hair tightly. The feeling of being violated from both ends was intense but exhilarating at the same time – a rush like no other!

As I watched in a mix of horror and arousal, another guy joined us, pushing his hard cock deep into the girl’s ass without any lubricant or care for her comfort whatsoever. She moaned softly around my pussy before going completely silent as he began to thrust roughly inside her tiny hole. It was clear she wouldn’t last much longer…and neither would I if this kept up much longer!

Suddenly there was a shift in energy; everyone seemed more focused on their own pleasure than anything else – including me now that mine had been taken away so brutally yet satisfyingly earlier on… And then it happened: one by one they all collapsed around us – passed out from exhaustion or too many drugs maybe? Who knows again? Not important anymore! All that mattered now was finishing what we started…or rather, finishing each other off since none of them could do it anymore anyway!

Without hesitation or remorse, You plunged your cock back into my quivering opening once more while grabbing another girl who had also passed out nearby and forcing yourself inside her tight little asshole next door neighbor style (because why not make use of all available limp body over to where we were and positioned her head right above my just-fucked pussy. Her mouth hung open, tongue lolling out of her slack jaw as You pushed it inside me forcefully while holding onto her hair tightly. The feeling of being violated from both ends was intense but exhilarating at the same time – a rush like no other!