Sometimes people have a ‘strange’ or unusual fetishes but what’s a fetish if it’s not a little special? Nothing wrong with that…I’ve got more than enough taboo fetishes but one that you might want to think about trying is Forniphilia…no no I won’t tell you what it is, I’ll show you what it is. You wimpy men come here to me the bitch that is going to control you and I am going to make you my bitch – and my furniture. What? How can I possibly do that? Ahh, you have no idea what a woman like me can do to all you losers. I’ll stack you all up, make you into my fucking shelves. My human bitch shelves! Isn’t that painful you piece of shit? Do you want to see what else I have in store for you? I’ll turn you bitch-furniture into a shit toilet where I will cover you in my juices. There’s more though you pathetic losers. I am going to one by one put the weight of each item onto my shelves and you will be forced to accept your roll as my bitch furniture and my fetish for Forniphilia.
Tag: Taboo phone sex
Ass Rape Porn with a Tranny
My daddy rented me out to one of his friend’s escort to make ass rape porn. He gave her lots of money to make sure it is as painfully as possible. Her name is Suzi and she works on Fuckalicious Freaks. When I got to her house, I was shaking with fear. I didn’t know what to expect but daddy was kinda nice to me before I left which is rare. He gave me a hot shower instead of washing me down with the cold hose. And he let me wear comfortable clothes, which he normally never lets me do.
Suzi welcomed me in to her house. She and daddy talked in privacy for a while, leaving me on my knees in her dining room. She came back into the dining room without daddy. She was wearing a tight leather outfit. It looked really good at her…she even seemed really nice. Until she took her riding crop out and slapped me across the face with it. It stung like a mother fucker and bought tears to my eyes. Through my tears, I noticed the camera in the room. I hated that everyone was going to see me in pain. She continued to beat my face and chest, demanding I take off all my clothes. I did as I was told but she still slammed the riding crop down on my body leaving red bloody marks.
By the time Suzi was done beating me, I was crying and screaming for help. My body was sore and broken. Then she took off her leather outfit to reveal a dick! A big dick! I couldn’t believe my eyes. Daddy never told me that she was a shemale. I’ve never done anything like this before and I didn’t want it. But I didn’t have much of a choice when she threw my legs over her shoulders and drilled her cock into me. She wasn’t gentle at all. It hurt so much. She said she was going to cum and slapped my face to make me cry harder. Right when I couldn’t take the pain anymore and was starting to black out, I felt a huge load of cum get shot right inside of me.
Randon Acts of Kindness with Castration Phone Sex
Castration phone sex is the best way to spend Random Acts of Kindness Day. Too many men don’t deserve their balls. I will say it until I am blue in the face, testicles are for winners. And I am going to bet, if you are even reading this blog, you want me to practice a random act of kindness on your balls. Well guess what? I would love too. I’m such a charitable bitch.
Just today, I met a man who was so pathetic I knew I was doing the world a favor by removing his balls. Some guys just scream loser. It is beyond having a tiny dick. It is their whole demeanor. They act like girls. Total sissies or drama queens or prissy little bitches. Sean was all of the above. Found him pitching a fit over his triple mocha at Starbucks. A middle aged man in colored skinny jeans talking like Rupal and being very rude. No man with a big cock wears skinny jeans. No self respecting gay man would be as pudgy and poorly groomed as he was and no gay guy is rude to a barista.
So I made a snap decision to practice a random act of kindness for him and for my beloved baristas that make my drink perfectly every day. I followed him to his car, shoved a needle in his ass that incapacitated him, then pushed him in my car. He woke up naked, suspended with his worthless balls in a vice. I lit a cigarette, blew a smoke ring around his worthless pecker then put my cigarette out on his testicles. He screamed like a bitch, so I gave him some serious cock and ball torture. Lit cigarette, electric shock, several whacks and a few punches. I told him he was receiving charity as I tightened the vice grip until I busted his nuts. He cried like a bitch, but busted nuts are easier to slice off. One clean slice with my knife, a soldering pen to where the nuts were to stop the bleeding, and he was singing soprano. Since I am such a charitable bitch, I gave him a shot of penicillin, wiped his tears and told him I did him a favor. Can’t act like a girly bitch and expect to keep your balls. Maybe you need some random acts of castration bestowed on you?
Kidnapping phone sex
I’m hanging out with my family today and they are my wonderful valentines! I went to the store to get some cute things for them and as I was browsing around I felt eyes staring at me. I didn’t think anything of it until I was in the checkout line and I caught a tall man with eyes sunken into his head staring at me. Looking at me I could tell I was going to be a little pathetic victim. I grabbed my stuff and raced out the door. Out of breath I finally got to my car and opened the door. I threw my things into the back and sat inside. I was about to close my door until that man caught the door open and told me I forgot my wallet. I looked at him with huge eyes and swallowed my saliva as I tried to mutter “thank you”. Before I could even finish that statement he pulled me out of the car and knocked me out. I found myself in the backseat. He was driving somewhere and my head was pounding. I tried moving my arms and they were tied up. The car stops and I get lifted up off the seat. I’m in the middle of the woods. There are candles and paper cut outs of hearts everywhere. He sits my tied body down and tells me how he has loved me since the moment he has seen me. He plays with a knife in his hand and tell me how he has always loved the color red. He tells me he can’t wait to show me how red my blood is and how much he wants to be my valentine. He says he is going to fuck my holes until they are red and raw, cut me till my blood flows out of my like a river, and kill me so I can’t love anyone else.
Snuff Porn Valentine
Snuff porn for Valentine’s Day sound like fun to you? Not to me, but I knew my oldest son had nothing romantic in mind when he told me to slip on a pretty pink outfit and be waiting for him. He saw the fear in my eyes when he came over. He can smell fear on me. Nothing turns him on more than seeing his mommy scared. He has my ex husband’s mean streak. Thankfully, my two youngest boys from husband number two are the opposite of him in every way. My first born is unstable. I would not be surprised if he has killed in the past, so every time he wants to see me, yes I get scared. I do what I am told with him not out of love or even my submissive nature, but pure fear. I put on this pink latex outfit he loves so much. I hate it. My nipples are exposed for him to torture and it fits so tight my circulation gets cut off. He arrived but sans any sign of romantic gestures like flowers or candy. He smacked me hard across the face and called me a whore. Forced me on my knees so he could skull fuck me, then pissed in my eyes and acted like it was champagne. His urine burned my eyes making me squint to see anything the rest of the time. I knew not to cry, however. That always gets me burned with cigars. He pulled my red mane, dragging me to the bedroom where he fisted my ass to prep it for his cock. He loves to make his own ass rape porn with me. I guess I was not faking excitement well enough for my Ted Bundy offspring, so he punched me in the face. Broke my nose. When the blood cascaded down my face, he called me his little bloody valentine. He punched me in the gut a few times, kicked me, spit on me, pissed on me one more time, then said, “Happy Valentine’s Day, whore,” and left. Seeing how our last encounter resulted in a spiral fracture, I fared better this time.
Daddy’s Submissive Whore
I’ve been Daddy’s submissive whore for so long I forget there are other girls who never said no, they always said yes and meanwhile I am here making Daddy force me when I say no and resist him…well I used to at least. I only resist him now if he asks me to, cuz I know he likes an excuse to beat me and be even rougher. These other submissive whore’s have their own story but it’s nice knowing I am not the only one. Not that I mind anymore anyway…I’ve accepted my place in life as a subby fuck toy that deserves everything that happens to me. I already know that…so that’s why I lay there in my sexy clothes waiting for Daddy to come into my room at night to take advantage of me. To feel as he forces his cock into my pussy as he drags my neck to him arching my back. He is forcing his tongue into my mouth thru my moans and cries. He is slamming it in and out so deep I can feel it ripping me apart and all I can do is take it as Daddy’s little slut.
Ash Wednesday was for killing!
I went on a spree – a killing spree. It was Ash Wednesday and I was looking for whoever boasted the cross of ash on their forehead. Those were the ones I killed brutally…those were the ones that deserved it most. I’m not really sure what all that shit is for or what those ashes are even supposed to mean…I just used it as an excuse to slaughter people. I mean, who wouldn’t right? I don’t really ever need a reason to kill but I will do it gladly and happily in any bloody way I can think of. I was doing them all differently but leaving the same mark on their forehead so everyone that finds them, laying there bloodied and dead, trust me, those people definitely knew that I was on a hunt for more blood from those with that stupid cross. It didn’t matter to me if they were old or young, big or small, female or male, nothing mattered at all except seeing them dead…
Ass Rape Porn for Valentine’s Day
Ass rape porn will be my Valentine’s Day gift this year. It is every year. As a stupid blonde bimbo, I don’t get spoiled with chocolate, candy or flowers. I get force fucked, sodomized and slapped around. Last year, my date showed up with a nice bottle of champagne. I thought maybe I was finally ending up with a real date. What I ended up with was a champagne bottle up my ass. I couldn’t sit right for days. This year will be no different. Last night I got a little taste of what is to come this weekend for lovers. My ass got pounded without lube for several hours. Master strangled me with my pantyhose cutting off my oxygen. He called it erotic asphyxiation. I just called it snuff sex. There is nothing erotic about gasping for air and passing out. He could have killed me at anytime. I asked him if he wanted me dead. His reply was, “Only when you speak whore.” He then slipped a ball gag in my mouth and sodomized me with his beer bottle and fist. He came and pissed in my mouth. Slapped my face and said, “Happy Valentine’s Day Whore, just wait till you see what I have planned for Sunday.” I’m not sure if I am excited or scared. How do you celebrate lover’s day with a stupid whore?
Snuff Porn: Be My Bloody Phone Sex Valentine
Nothing says I love you better than a revenge snuff porn. I am obviously not the Nicholas Sparks, box of candy and flowers kind of girl. I am more the Bloody Valentine kind of girl. Want to impress me on the day of love? Kill for me. Preferably a stupid cunt that is so dumb you would get a medal instead of jail time if you were ever caught. Or maybe a boyfriend stilling twat or just a fucking bitch that no one likes. There are really a lot of women in the world that don’t deserve to live. I bet you know a few too. You see, I am not one of those high maintenance girls you need to impress with your wallet or your huge cock. I’m impressed by your creativity and sick depraved nature. Last year, my Valentine captured my high school nemesis for me. Let me watch as he tortured her for days. Finally, he cut out her heart and gave it to me as a special Valentine. He made a heart in the snow with her warm blood for us to fucked in. Most romantic Valentine’s Day I had ever had.
This Valentine’s Day, I am looking for something even better. Do you think you can impress me with a grand gesture like my Valentine last year? Do you have what it takes to be my accomplice in crime? The victim doesn’t even have to be someone I know and hate. I’m sure there is some bitch or whore in your life that we could hunt and kill. I am all prepared for a romantic getaway in the woods. A little cabin where no one will hear the screams. So far off the beaten path that our victim could never escape. I have it filled with torture devices. The hungry wild animals make body disposal easy. All you have to do is supply the victim and be willing to mutilate and kill for your Valentine. I will make a victim easy for you to find too. Check out our site for worthless submissive whores. So tell me. Are you ready to be my bloody Valentine?
Submissive Whore – A Poem
When being willing to submit,
And accept what you get,
Leads to desire,
And fans the fire,
When him using the whip,
To make the blood drip,
Makes your pussy gush,
And your heartbeat rush,
When feeling the pain,
From being hit with the cane,
Brings out the lust,
It’s all that you trust
When what you were made for.
When what you adore
Is just to be used
and completely abused
Being bound by leather belts,
So tight they bring up welts,
When being a submissive slave,
Is the life you that you crave,
When he pulls on your hair,
While you are bound to a chair,
You know you’re a slut,
You feel it in your gut.
He puts it deep in your ass,
You are fucked by a toy made of glass,
Not a drop of lubrication,
Still, you love the vibration.
You’ll never be a loving wife,
No, that’s simply not your life,
You are a subby whore,
Down deep within your core.