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My First and Last XXX Snuff Porn

gangbang rape porn submissive blondeI answered an online ad for models for a gangbang rape porn shoot. I have been violated and gangbanged by men all my life, but never been paid for it. This was a chance to make money off of being a submissive whore. When I arrived there were a dozen or so men I met who would be my costars. I was given the code word “red,” to say if things got too rough for me and I needed a break. In all my life with masters and various men, no safe word has ever been honored. This was sounding promising.

The filming took place in a warehouse bathroom. To say it was disgusting would be praising it’s condition. The stench was awful. It smelled like death. I swear this was the bathroom from the original Saw movie. The  director instructed my costars to tie me up. This was to be a bound gangbang film. Duct tape immobilized my legs; rope on my arms restrained my upper body. The filming began once my body was secured. They fucked my ass, my mouth, my cunt repeatedly. I couldn’t escape the smell of death. I tried to push it out of my mind, but I knew something was up. This was all too good to be true for a subby bitch like me.

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While I was being drowned in cum, I saw blood on the floor in one of the stalls. The director realized I saw it. He grabbed me by the hair, dragged me over to the toilet and shoved my face into the nasty bloody water. “The next stall will be coated in your blood whore,” he snapped. Then he bounced my face off the cold hard toilet seat. I woke up on the floor, blood dried to my face, covered in jizz. I squinted to see better as stark light was hindering my eyesight.  Every man who had fucked me was holding some sort of deadly weapon. I saw a knife, a gun, a hatchet, a hammer, a chainsaw, brass knuckles, even a stiletto. I yelled “red” repeatedly hoping their weapons would drop to the floor.

“Stupid greedy whore. This is a XXX snuff porn shoot and you are the victim,” were the last words I heard before, “Snuff the bitch out.” I was bound, gagged, laying on a dingy floor when they charged me. I was stabbed, beaten, cut, shot…My fingers were being snapped off my hand. I could see nothing but red. As I laid in an huge pool of my own blood, unable to move or even speak, the director said, “Cut.” The final words I would ever hear. I thought it was over; that I would be released to get medical attention. Wrong. Cut meant cut my head off. I saw the axe rise above my bloody head, then everything went dark and cold, so very very cold.

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Taking Up Space

Torture phone sexI love abandoned hospitals and asylums.  I hate new ones.  Although there is a lot of heart ache, pain, agony, and death in them, I think people should just fucking die if they are sick.  Why hang on and drive up the cost of everything for those of us whom are healthy, just die already you fucktards. 

I think instead of hospitals humans should do the decent thing and just turn themselves over to be eliminated.  Just think of how wonderful the world would be if we just killed the sick, cull the heard of the dying so to speak.  Health Insurance would come way down, maybe even go away all together.  Over population wouldn’t be an issue, because…killing.    Think of the businesses that would crop up, it would be like going home in that movie Soylent Green but without the biscuits. 

What I would love to do is get an abandoned asylum and just push those fuckers inside.  No food, no water, no care.  Just let them fend for themselves until they just give up the ghost.  Of course it wouldn’t just be them roaming around complaining that they are hungry.  Hell no, what fun would that be…for me.  I think once a month we would have a hunt.  You know, big money, sick minds, and booze.  Sounds like a party to me. 

Can you imagine paying money to kill someone?  And it would be totally legal.  Happiness!  I know this all sounds a lot like “The Purge” but it wouldn’t be, if you cannot pay the funds then you do not get to slaughter, plain and simple.  To make it even more fun and deviant, I think that if there was someone who could actually conjure demons to play with the guests would be great too. Oh, and to make even more money for myself, there could be some sort of reality show about the whole thing. 

What do you think of my idea? The wheels in my head are spinning and I’m getting giddy just thinking about it! VIVA LA TORTURE in all forms!

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Gangbang Porn: Roleplay with Toni

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Whenever I think about all the pain and suffering in the world it doesn’t make me depressed or upset me like it does most people, it turns me the fuck on. The world is a dark place, I’m just one of the few people that excepts it for what it is and embraces it. The rest of you assholes can deny yourselves the things you truly want, but I have one life to live and I’m going to have my fun. If I see some slut walking down the street, I’ll take her if I want her. If there’s a boy I want to torture and skin alive I just do it without any hesitation. Consequences don’t exist for me, the only thing that matters is my pleasure.

The last bitch that got in the way of my pleasure is rotting in the ground in the middle of nowhere now. That stupid whore was one of the pretenders. She thought and tried to act like we were alike, but in the end just was nothing more than a sad goth girl.  Once she realized I was “too extreme” for her I knew she would try to expose me and obviously I can’t have that so I shut poor Lisa up FOREVER. Dumb cunt has no one to blame but herself for it too! I guess she thought everything I said was a joke until she saw me in action.

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You should have seen the look on her face when I cut this faggot’s cock off and jammed it down his throat. She looked horrified! While I was rubbing my dripping wet clit watching him die slowly and painfully, that pussy was in the corner crying and begging me to stop. She made a BIG mistake interrupting me getting off, but her biggest mistake was lying to me. A smart person would have held it together in front of me, so yeah it’s her fault she’s a nothing more than a festering corpse fertilizing the earth now.

I didn’t go easy on her either I wanted her to suffer and have time to reflect. Never in my life have I seen such shameless begging. I didn’t just torture her myself either, I invited some friends over to play to really teach her lesson. While they were gang raping her I put cigarettes out on every inch of her sad little body. This morning I was rubbing my swollen clit in my latest victim’s face while I thought about watching that foolish skank taking her final breath. Even after the memory of the fun we had with her fades I’ll always have a recording of it to watch…

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Spring Means Pig Roasts!

cannibalism phone sex snuffOne of the many things I enjoy about warmer weather are picnics. I am a huge fan of old fashioned pig roasts. I find the perfect pig, invite a few close friends over, and we set around the fire telling ghost stories and eating. Now, my pig roasts are unlike any other you have attended. I don’t actually roast pig. Pig is cheap and bad for you. I have a much more sophisticate pallet. I roast young women, sorta like veal. The younger girls are more tender, void of the toxins that plague more seasoned meat, and leaner.

We stalk the perfect “pig” for weeks. Learn her habits, determine if she is pure enough to devour. She has to be special to sacrifice. This year’s piggy is April. She is as smart as she is beautiful. She is a vegan who does not believe in dying her hair or tanning or using botox. It is rare to find a natural beauty in this day and age. But we are patient, and we do our research to find the perfect meal.

fantasy phone sex cooking fleshRight now she is in my basement getting prepped. Being fed healthy smoothies to plump her up. Having her body washed daily in pineapple juice to make her tastier. People think cannibals are savages, crazed killers, but there are many sound reasons for eating human flesh. It’s quite healthy. The bones can be ground up for many medicinal benefits, including good dental hygiene. Many diseases can be prevented by eating the human brain. It promotes  communalism. It helps with population control. One body can feed a family for several months , and provide well balanced nutrition. So cannibalism is cost efficient.

My friends and I are always looking for, um, fresh meat. Although it is fun to hunt your dinner, there is nothing wrong with pointing us in the direction of our next meal. Maybe you would enjoy helping me stalk my next meal or would like to offer yourself up as dinner. There is no higher purpose in life than sacrificing your life for others. When my next meal is served, will you be a guest or the main course?

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Blasphemy phone sex

Castration phone sex is something I am interested in. Something about taking a mans power away from him turns me on and makes me wetter than the ocean. Every time I get my goodies delivered my dope boy still reminds me of the time I bit his dick. I’m surprised he still brings me my dope. He always rubs up on me and thinks he could force his dick in my pussy. Since I have a dirty secret that I love to hurt people and he wants to dive into my cunt  with his big black cock. I wonder what his big bloody cock would taste like next to mashed potatoes. Id like to grill up his cock in-front of him and have him eat a piece of it. Oh Id love to watch him eat his cock the same way he would try to slam his cock in my mouth. Id love to tease him and make him think he is gonna get off. That he would get to fuck this pussy. Nope, he would eat his own cock.  

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violent phone sex maceyIt has been a while since I  have had my raped fantasy fulfilled, being forced into submission.
I would be a liar if I said it didn’t get me hot! When you pulled up and forced me into your car, I knew I was going to get what I deserved. I pretended to put up a fight, kicking and sobbing as you yanked my hair and slamming me against the car.
I knew I had to act like I didn’t like it, like the abuse didn’t make cunt ache and twitch with anticipation. But I did not realize how far you were going to go!
I tried to hide my smile as you strapped me down with my ass propped up, ready for you to shove your huge cock deep inside that tight hole. I had no idea that you had other plans.
I felt you slide that cold steel hook deep into my ass. I knew if I moved at all, it would tear my fuck hole wide open!
It hurt like hell and I loved every second of it! I could tell you were growing angry with me! You were going to wipe the smile right off my face!. As you ripped into my mouth, with every thrust, you forced my entire body back, driving that steel hook in and out. I cried in pain as you demanded I tell you what a filthy whore I am, I tried, I wanted to do what you asked, but I couldn’t talk with your huge rod filling my mouth. When all I could do is choke out a few screams, you stopped and slapped the cum out of my mouth. The sting of your hand on my tear soaked cheek was a welcome relief.
I tried to catch my breath as I cried, I am a filthy whore! Please! I love being your cum slut!
My face was beaten and my eyes were almost swollen closed. I heard you walk away and close the door behind you.
You left me strapped in with the hook still deep inside my bleeding ass. I knew you weren’t finished. I knew you would be back.
All I could do is lay there and wait for what came next.

A Bloody Mary Before Dinner

cannibalism phone sex torture bloodyAs I was suspended from a rafter, I heard blood curdling screams beneath me. It was dark. I could see nothing. Added to the mix was the sound of a chainsaw. I was shaking uncontrollably from fear. What carnage was going on beneath me. Was I next? The screams were deafening. I wanted to help but I was restrained and gagged. Suddenly I felt something warm and sticky spray my body. The screams stopped. I tried to be quiet, not to whimper. My heart was racing. Whatever had happened beneath my feet did not end well for the screaming girl.

I could feel myself being lowered down to the floor. I stepped in something warm, but wet. It was seeping between my toes. I was paralyzed with fear. Instinctively I knew I was in the middle of a blood bath. What I was feeling surrounding my feet was blood. Copious amounts of blood. Without warning bright lights came on. The lights were blinding, but I could see the dead girl in the bathtub. Her limbs severed and dangling in a macabre fashion. She looked like a slain China doll. Her blood had filled up the shallow tub she was contained in and overflowed onto the floor, engulfing me.

bloody phone sex tortureTwo men were gutting her like a pig. They appeared to be harvesting her organs. They pulled her eyes out from their sockets, put them on ice. They separated the vital organs like the heart, liver and kidneys from the intestines and the brain. I puked at the smell.  Surely this was a nightmare and I would wake up and be back at the club dancing. I watched a man in black rubber boots and a rubber apron, chop up the body parts they could not sell. The non worthy flesh was put in a industrial size blender. Puréed brain, intestines and sinew was poured into a cup.

I watched him chug it like it was a beer. I thought I would vomit. Then he poured a second glass, walked over to where I was hanging, pulled my head back and forced me to consume the bloody remains of the dead girl before my eyes. I was told if I spit it back up, I would be in the tub next. I tried to think of it  as just a Bloody Mary. I couldn’t understand what was going on. Was I a victim or an accomplice? He replied, “Neither. You are dinner. It’s customary to a have a drink before a meal.”

Master has a new Sadistic game for us PT 2

Domination phone sex MonettaThe look on his face as he entered through the doorway sent shivers down my spine. He was so cocky, so sure that he was going to taste Master’s property. I flashed a seductive look to him, and quickly changed my glance to the menacing figure that stood behind him. His tall and built body moved with such grace that it made the hairs on my arms stand at attention as to get closer to him. By the time the poor little sissy boy realized someone stood next to him, this mysterious figure already inside, it was too late. And with one whack across the useless dick dribble’s head he was down for the count. I squealed for joy as I helped Master drag him the rest of the way in, and closed the door behind us. I jumped on my tiptoes and clapped my hands together in excitement quickly thrusting my arms out to embrace Master in a hug.
THUAP.
My face was met with the cold familiar sting of Master’s fist into my cheek bones. I sat on the floor startled by the reaction I just received from him. Rubbing the sore spot I whimpered and averted all eye contact. I had upset him it was clear, and for that I would surely be sorry alongside the passed-out piss ant that lay on out living room floor. I sat against the wall whimpering like a sad little puppy my knees pulled too my chest. I could feel his anger radiating from his body, it made me cold. I felt the sting as he suddenly reached between my legs and grabbed my bare clit hard pinching tightly between his fingers. I let out a loud yelp and jerked swiftly my back hitting the wall I was already against.
“Little fucking slut”
His hoarse voice spoke with such fierceness. I was startled I had not seen this side of my Master in so long. I knew I had been bad, real bad and now I was going to pay for it. I was going to pay in ways that I had never imagined. I thought it was bad before, I prayed for help. I have a feeling I will only be praying for the sweet release of death now.
“How dare you skate you fucking skanky cunt, MY CUNT around bare for this chump to see.”
I was confused I thought that was point of the game. I thought that was my job was to wrangle in a piece of man meat for Master to abuse. I thought that is what he wanted me to do, I thought I was doing a good job.
“But…I thought…”I whimpered.
He smacked me across the face and than took his hands into my hair and jerked my neck up to meet his face. He was so angry, and that terrified me. Was I going to go back to the days when I wished for death to visit me in any form.
“That is your first problem you fucking whore, nobody asked you to think. You have a useless mind why the fuck would anybody need it messing everything up trying to think. You piss me off so much.”
He punched me hard and I blacked out.
When I woke up it was to a familiar place that I had feared. I was chained up in the basement, a place I thought I would never have to see again. It smelled of dried blood and mildew. It was always cold down here, the cold air made my lungs ache. I had no clothes on and my arms and legs were spread far apart. I was not ready for this again, and tears swelled into the corners of my eyes. I was in the torture chamber. Not too far away from me was the puke I picked up from the park. I felt kind of bad now that he was going to have to go through this. We would together. I was so scared my heart raced so fast. I passed back out. I hoped I never woke back up.Rape phone sex fantasies

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I wake up to find myself tied to your bed, legs spread, and my cunt exposed and unprotected.  Next to the bed is a table with various items:  A miniature baseball bat, and tennis ball, a soft ball, and a small chest cooler.  I look down and see a large knife laying between my thighs, the tip pointed at my pussy.  I don’t know if it is a promise or a threat, but it is there.  You approach the bed,  with your cock fully erect.  You grope my soft parts with one hand, and stroke yourself with the other.  

Your hands go everywhere, and penetrate my pussy, gentle at first, and then forceful and merciless afterward.  The ferocity of the penetration makes me scream at first, but it feels good, and I relax into a moan. You push in more, and my body arcs with ecstasy, and my juices flow.   You’re not giving me a chance to be afraid before I am aroused.  That way I cannot resist.  You work me up to the point of climax, before you pull out.  I’m not allowed to cum yet.  Instead you take the bat and hit my breasts with it.  They jiggle like punching bags, with red welts appearing.  You also hit my thighs, tummy, and finally back down to my pussy.    

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After hitting my pussy, you slide the bat inside, and fuck me with it.  It rubs raw against me on the inside, especially when it hits my cervix.   You work me up to a climax, and again deny me the pleasure.  I beg for you to let me, but you must punish me for asking.  Since pain excites me, you lay next to me on the bed, put your arms around me and hold me. FUCK, I hate cuddling.

My New Ass Master

taboo phone sex anal whoreI have a new ass master. That is what he calls himself. He wants nothing to do with my pussy. According to him, good women, the kind you marry, get fucked in the pussy; but dirty worthless whores like me only get fucked in the ass. It is not about my pleasure, but about the pleasure of my masters.  It feels like master is training me for the anal Olympics.  He fucks my ass for hours. He is relentless. The objective is to ruin my whore ass; make it gape open so everyone will know what a filthy fuck pig I am. Once my ass is open so wide he can slide his fist in and out of my cavity without touching skin, he pisses into me.  Not just him, but all his friends. It’s a circle jerk of sorts only instead  of spraying me with cum, they piss into my asshole.

domination phone sex fantasies analAfter a dozen or so men  have peed into my anal fuck hole, he shoves a butt plug in my ass and forces me to hold it in for hours. It feels like my ass is drowning in piss. If I leak any out on the floor I get kicked so hard I puke. Eventually, master lets me shit out the piss in my ass into a pitcher. I then have to drink every last drop. If I spill, they all piss into my ass again. It’s degrading to drink my own pee. Can you imagine how humiliating it is to drink strangers’ piss that has been  in your dirty ass for hours? According to my ass master, I am worthy of the upmost form of humiliation. For I am a special breed of worthless trash. I know you agree.