I called in sick to work cuz there was this stupid little brat I needed to take care of. Work could wait, and I didn’t know the next time I would run into this lil fuckface again. This snotty brat was waiting for the bus to come and that’s when I snatched her up. She mouthed off to me one time when I went to take my dog on a walk so I figured she needed to learn a fucking lesson. I was going to fuck up her little ass. I was screaming and spitting in her face as she cried. She whimpered when she saw my ax in the corner but I told her that was for later. I got my favorite torture device – a strap on with sharp pieces of glass and nails all over it and I couldn’t wait to force it into her wet cunny. It’s only wet with blood cuz she certainly wasn’t enjoying it! That’s okay with me, I was soaking wet and loving that this bitch was getting everything she deserved and everything she had coming to her. Looks like she is going to learn to respect her elders!
Tag: Taboo phone sex
I called in sick to take care of her
Blood Bath
As I sit here smoking a cigar, stroking my soaking wet pussy and watching them I am delighted. they were such a cute little family, mommy daddy and their adorable little girl. the look of horror and the anguished cries as I made them watch me mutilate her body for my pleasure brought me to an orgasmic peek. Now covered in her blood they whimper as they fuck each other. They dare not disobey me, they have seen first hand what I am capable of. The funniest part of it all is that they think they are fucking for their lives. They REALLY believe that I will spare them. They have no clue that my heart is as black as the black ice covering the roads in this blizzard and that my blood runs as cold as the nor-east winds that are howling out side with the winter storm. They should be thankful that they are in here and staying warm by the crackling fire that is illuminating the hot , wet blood covering their bodies. I can feel the cum starting to flow on my fingers in hot jets. How ironic that the fire and ice inside directly reflects the conditions out side. Life, and death are a fascinating thing to behold indeed!
Killer phone sex solved all my problems
I remember my ex-boyfriend’s mother. I remember when she used to tell me she was just dying to be my mother in law and couldn’t wait to be a grandma. I smiled and tried to shrug it off for a while but this was a woman I couldn’t stand. I didn’t want her to be my Mother in law… I just knew she was going to one day push me to killer phone sex. I had enough of her telling me what to wear, how to clean, how to cook and how to spend my money. I was starting to wonder if she was going to tell me how to suck my boyfriend’s dick…mommy dearest had to go – and fast. I arranged a special day at her place where I was going to be helping her cook and bake and she was supposed to dye my hair. I let her do it all before I walked up behind her in the kitchen and stabbed the back of her head over and over again. It was a bloody mess but I had to make it look like more than that had happened there. I brought over some freaky and nasty friends that were going to help stage the scene and they fucked her lifeless milf body for good measure. I was found tied up and the murder was never solved and my problems were solved forever.
Kidnapping phone sex
I love getting wet in more ways then one. Sure I like getting soaking wet in the rain but I also like to get soaking wet in my panties- be it cum or blood. I just love the way the wet coldness touches my pussy lips. It has been raining a lot and I decided to get in a little bikini and get extra wet in the rain by playing outside. Well I guess I got so distracted gropping my body that I didn’t realize the audience I had.
I look around and noticed three men whispering to one another licking their lips in a car. I ignore them and turn the other way. I thought I was alone since after all it is pouring and who would want to be out here other then a horny bitch. Before I knew it my neck was being choked and my mouth was being covered. My body went up in the air as I arched my back trying to kick away from the other man that was grabbing my ankles. They throw my body to the ground. They start calling me names like little toilet pathetic piss whore as the soak me in their warm smelly piss.
They tell me for every moan I make that they get to take slashes at my body. I can’t help but to make noise as they rip my bikini off of my hips and tits. Here comes there knife grazing my skin as each one of them make a cut into my perfect white flesh. I start gushing blood and the rain helps wash it away as it continues to leak out of me. They take turnings pounding my wet cunt and ass hole making even more blood rush down my thighs from them ripping me open. My body is getting extremely wet as they bust their nuts everywhere- on my face, hair, mouth, tits, cunt hole, and shit hole.
Mommy Ass Rape Porn Cures Cabin Fever
Ass rape porn during a winter storm was on my agenda today. Or I should say it was on my son’s agenda. He had a few friends over because of the snow day not realizing it was going to snow as much as it did. I was fine being snowed in because I had my own private stash of white snow to pass the time. My son and his friends got cabin fever as soon as the power went out and they could not play their video games anymore. They burst into my room half naked, hard cocks in their hands and I knew what was in store for me. I was going to get gangbanged, double penetrated and force fucked. At least until the power came back on. My son saw my bowl of nose candy; pretty much pilfered it, then pilfered my ass. I don’t mind a good ass fucking, but when my son and his friends get high, they get merciless. Just anally assaulting me with their dicks was not enough. I got fists up my fuck holes, beer bottles and the biggest glass dildo known to man. Where the fuck it came from, I had no idea; but it hurt like a bitch. I needed more candy, but they snorted it all. My son wanted me to feel every inch of that cold glass in my ass. I prayed for the snow to stop and the power to return so I could just go back to partying with myself, but this was the big black cock of snowstorms: 16 inches in one setting. The power was out for hours. My ass took a beating from three horny boys When the power came back on however, they didn’t lose interest in my ass. They just gained interest in my pussy.
Snuff Porn Star: Dying to Get into Snuff Movies
Snuff porn is a popular genre, but it is mostly fake. Or at least that is what I convince myself when a guy buys me to make a little underground film. I am always told I look so hot guys would pay good money to kill and torture me. I think it’s a compliment. My audition was standard. I showed off my body, screamed a little and sucked the producer off. Standard casting procedure for adult films. Lots of hot young girls dying to get on screen. I don’t care about being famous or infamous. I just want to be hurt. I just want to die. During my audition, I begged the producers to star me in something really gory and painful. I have a personal death wish. Pain, death dismemberment arouse me. When filming began, I was looking forward to something pretty horrific and extreme. My producer was Japanese and Asia makes the most gruesome snuff movies ever. I was tied to a bed with electrodes attached to my breasts, ass and pussy. This appeared pretty lame to me. I have been shocked before; that is not the kind of pain I deserve; not the kind of pain I want. A cattle prod or stun gun are like bee stings to me. But then, a switch was flipped and I was howling in pain, convulsing everywhere. I peed the bed, threw up and shook uncontrollably. I was sweating bullets, cramping all over when the switch was flipped again and again and again. My skin was burning. My flesh was charring. I was being cooked from the inside out and it made me cum so hard. I begged them to keep flipping the switch until I was dead but they refused to actually kill me. Would you finish them off for me? I deserve to die.
StepMommy Dearest
I woke up and she was there, I knew Daddy had let her in; he has no problem sharing me with friends. She had a gun in her hand and a look on her face like she didn’t give a shit about me, or my life. I was scared but I knew better than to run and she proceeded to slap me across my face with her gun. “I’m Alanza, and I’m going to be your new step Mommy.” I knew who she was, from https://fuckaliciousfreaks.com and I whimpered as she dragged me across my bed and ordered me to get on my knees. She backed up and started filming me saying she was going to show the whole world what a slut I am. My young body was going to be exposed to all and I started to cry but she pointed the gun at me so I started to strip. First exposing my puffy little titties I had just started to develop and then spreading my pussy lips for all to see. They were bald and wet, pink and shiny. And I could see her rubbing her pussy behind the camera. Suddenly Daddy was there, and she was holding me down and he was fucking me harder than ever before as my new Mommy instructed him to do.
Castration Phone Sex Purifies the Human Race
Castration phone sex is way more popular than you would think. That makes me giddy like a school girl knowing how many men out there can admit they don’t deserve to have their testicles. I’m not saying I liked the Nazis, but I appreciated their scientific experiments to preserve their race. I look at castration as a method of purifying the human race. We have to make sure that only the finest specimens reproduce. Sure there are plenty of worthless women out there that need sterilized or their twats stitched closed. But, it if we can prevent the dead beat dads, losers with tiny dicks, the stupid fucks, the trailer trash rednecks, perverts and annoying self absorbed tools from procreating, we can make the human race stronger, better. I am a firm believer that assholes breed assholes.
Take my latest victim for example. Tony has sired 14 brats. He pays for none of them, subsequently his baby mamas are draining our tax dollars living off of welfare because Tony lacks the manhood to take care of his brats. I got wind of this lothario through a mutual friend and paid him a visit. The conceited tool thought I was there to fuck. He was like “you really aren’t my type, but I can toss you a bone, bitch.” I laughed hysterically. He looked so perplexed until he saw my big ass knife. Now, normally with the more willing castration victims, I use a castration chair, maybe slip them a roofie to dull the pain, and I most definitely try to cauterize the wound so they don’t bleed out.
I could give a fuck if Tony ever took a breath again. I held the knife to his throat while I made him pull his pants down. I listed off a litany of reasons he didn’t deserve his balls. He thought it was all a joke. That one of his baby mamas was punking him, until I sliced his balls off. They hit the floor and looked like fish out of water. I stepped on his worthless nut sack with my high heels and squished them like a bug. Then, the fun part. I made him step barefoot on his own balls or lose his cock too. Of course after he stepped on his own worthless balls, I lobbed his cock off too. He shouldn’t ever fuck again. No woman, even ones I hate with a passion, should ever have to deal with this loser. I’m hoping he just bled out on the floor. I’ll take your junk too. I don’t even need a good reason.
Classic Torture
Recording her torture in black and white is fucking classic. They know exactly how to mutilate her causing the maximum amount of pain and keeping her alive and feeling every second of it for the longest amount of time. Of course I have smelling salts and other ways to wake the bitch up if she passes out so that she can enjoy the slow and painful torture that we are dishing out. After all, I bought this one. She wasn’t abducted of the street. I am damned sure going to get my money’s worth and I am going to enjoy this over and over again for a long time to come when I watch the film I am making. I am thinking of saving a few prize pieces of her body as well to add to my collection. And if all goes well I am going to be able to finally make that drinking mug out of her skull. I have tried a couple of times and haven’t been successful at sealing the skull so it holds liquid but I think I have it down now and that hers will be the final one.
Kidnapping phone sex
I got off of work really late tonight. I am having some car trouble and my phone is dead so my only option is to wait for the bus. It’s pitch black outside and I get this overwhelming thought that I am being followed. Sure enough I noticed some guy lurking in the shadows. He is licking his lips and looking me up and down. I look away and try to ignore him. the man walks up to me trying to approach me. I blow him off as best as I can. Grabbing my wrist he tells me to come with him, his eyes are glazed over and I obviously refuse. I mean I know I am a vulnerable pathetic little filthy ass whore who is basically asking for dirty thing to happen to me with the way that I am dressed but come on now, I just want to get home. I refuse to give him the satisfaction of being frightened even though I am sure the look in my eyes say all he needs to know. My heart is racing and pounding through my chest underneath of my Black dress. He reaches his hand under my dress only to find my soaking wet cunt leaking through my shear panty hose. I think about running but I know my sexy heals will only help me fail at trying to escape his grasp. A van rolls up and I’m suddenly forced into it. My face is buried in the thighs of a big black man with a twitching black cock pole pressed against my cheek. He thinks it’s funny to keep ramming my head into it by pulling my hair lifting my face up and slamming my face into it. It feels like concert under my face. There is about five guys groping me and laughing their asses off taking about what they are going to do to me. They talk about slicing my skin open, shitting in my face, pissing in my eyes, and having their way with me- stretching every hole I have to the limit. I start to cry and one smacks me hard across the face. He tells my stupid slutty whore ass to shut the fuck up or else I will get what’s coming to me right now rather then later. They talk about ending my life or using me as a little breeding whore. May if I be good and beg they will give me some sympathy.