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Master has started to really pick up a cult following of his snuff porn films. He decided that he wanted to branch into more categories besides his usual ass rape porn. He says these things to me but I am finding it hard to believe that Master is not manipulating me in some way. He loves every minute of pain I endure when random objects are probed into my anal cavities and my rectum bleeds so much I pass out. Still he insisted that there are other things that I need to do to impress my fans. Short of murder I was not sure what Master was asking of because if he could dream it in his sick twisted mind he could do it.
He strapped me to a chair and blind folded my eyes. I was terrified that I was going to be killed. It is a funny feeling when you are used as someone’s torture victim for as long as I had been. I was terrified that the next person whom was going to die at his hands was going to me.

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Yet at the same time, this feeling of relief would come over my body when I finally accepted that the end was now. Suddenly my nerve endings were hit with a sudden sting. I screamed out gripping the edges of the chair, my wrist pushing against my restraints. The burning moved down across my bell, and down towards my cunt.
I took a second to compose myself. It smelled floral, and then I realized that it was warm. The overwhelming feeling of death had caused me to instantly freak out. He was burning me only slightly and dripping my body in candle wax. I quiet liked the feeling actually. He coated me in wax and then uncovered my eyes to a view of him holding a knife. That feeling came back and I started to scream. He gave me a devious grin and began to scrap the wax from my rib cage. I whimpered at the thought that any minute now he would dig in deep. He didn’t, he just continued with his mind fuck. Ass hole.

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Babysitter Phone Sex Fun

babysitter phone sex karmaWhy anyone would ask me to watch their precious little ones is beyond me. But I love jumping at the chance to do just that. I watch as they bend down and kiss the brats goodbye. I can feel my stomach tensing and the juices start to flow as they brush a wisp of blonde hair out of that innocent, wide eyed face. Soon those eyes will be wide for an entirely different reason. Her Daddy has no idea what the words “Be good for Karma” means as he pats her bottom and stands to walk out the door. As soon as the door closes I begin to dial the number  I know that he will want to come over and let me give him a therapy session. She is perfect for him, young and innocent, soft with straight lines and two pink little circles just above a flat belly that leads to that perfect Y. Not one inch of her is puffy or swollen yet. That will all change over the next few years, curves will form, flesh will swell and change, she will smell and taste different then too, nothing will ever be the same after that. Now is the perfect time. My hands are shaking when I hear his voice and I tell him how OK it is for him to come over. He knows I will talk him through every step of the way. He loves the way I cover the harsh edge of evil in my voice with the calm softness that coos at him and encourages him not to stop, to do it for me…..

Going Shopping

violent phone sex angieI am getting ready for a big party and as always the food is of the utmost importance. I recently heard of a farm that raises the best meat. I hear it is young and tender and well fed. They allow you to inspect your purchase very carefully. It’s a long ride to the farm. The place is in the middle of the woods, well secluded and well guarded. No one gets in or out with out permission of some sort. I can’t count the number of times I cum on the ride there. Finger fucking my pussy the entire way there. Thinking about the specimens waiting for me. Shaved bald and just waiting for that bullet to the head once I make my choice. Watching them wrap the body for me and putting it on ice for the ride home makes me hotter then hell. I get home and take the body out of the car. Laying it on the table I carefully unwrap it and taste the flesh by licking it, working my way down to the cold blue nipples sucking them into my mouth, I work my way lower, spreading her open and dipping my tongue inside, knowing the thrill of cutting her up and packaging her  to my liking is just minutes away. I always peel the skin off her pussy and ass to fry up as a crispy treat while I work. Only the best cuts will be served at the party and they must be marinated just right. I think I will make a batch of blood pudding…..so much to do to get ready for the big day!

I am Sorry, Sir

I woke up hog tied in the bed, apparently my smart mouth had made you angry again. I don’t know why I do it, Sir, I just can’t seem to help myself. I want to be the best little pain whore for you, but my mouth just keeps getting in my way. I know the only thing you want to hear from me is my screaming and begging for more pain, but something about the searing sting of your toys makes me cuss at you.

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Now I can’t say shit with this gag in my mouth and I know the torture is going to come hard now that I am awake. My whole body aches, so I know you’ve been beating me while I was out cold. My head is throbbing and I can’t feel either one of my legs. I wish I could speak so that I could beg for you. All I can do is whimper and plead with my eyes while you bite me and hit me with that paddle.

I see stars every time you yank my head back to spit in my face. But your piss feels so good pouring over my head and through my hair. The smell is rancid, but I love every drop like I am supposed to. I am such a fucking dirty slut, and I want to be your favorite. You push everything with me, and you keep me alive, so far, for some reason. Maybe we have connected? God, I wish you would remove this gag… I promise I won’t ever talk back again. Well, I will try not to anyway…

Gothic Phone Sex with Blair

gothic phone sex submissiveWhen he said we were going to a Goth club, I got excited. Something new.  I was not familiar with the lifestyle, but as a good submissive, I did my research so I could please him. I discovered 23 varieties of goth. Some I was familiar with like the emo punk girl, the death metal head banger, even the vampire goth. But others like steampunk and rivethead goths, I was not at all familiar. I decided to dress  as a Victorian/Elizabethan goth. That way I could be sexy and sophisticated with a whimsy of romance. Goths are romantic, dark, mysterious, even a little morbid. I was going to enjoy this club. From what I read Goths were not violent, just kinky. They dabble in the BDSM culture,  pagan rituals and the occult, but  are basically just a gloomy lot of sexual deviants. Surely, I would fit in.

The club was an old castle turned into a private  nightclub. My companion paid thousands of dollars for a VIP suite for the night. The room had an eerie feel. On the surface, it looked romantic and dark. Very Victorian era. Something wicked was lurking beneath the surface, however, I just had a feeling. It is not my place to question a Master. Ever. I ignored my feeling, did as I was told. Master tied me up, skull fucked me, force fucked my ass, even flogged me. We played our usual master and servant game.  I convinced myself this was just a fantasy role play for us; something different than the usual bondage games.

sex with dead bodies mommy sexMaster told me he had a surprise for me. He blindfolded me. I could hear him opening a door, talking in a whispered tone, then I heard silence and a loud thud, then more silence. When he removed the blindfold, I saw a coffin. At first I thought maybe this was a vampire fetish he wanted to explore. I wish that was it. Master thought it would be fun for me to fuck a corpse. I thought he was joking. Certainly this was just a guy pretending to be dead, so I climbed into the coffin to show Master what a good girl I am. The body was ice cold. There was an awful smell. I tried to leap off, but Master held a knife to my throat. “Be a good girl Blair, or you will be punished, permanently,” he said. Such a sinister smile on his face when he said it too.

When I asked how I was suppose to fuck a dead guy, he slapped my face so hard,  he busted my lip. I was giving a hand job to a lifeless dick. I felt sick. His cock would not  get hard, not even too my mouth.  Master shoved a cattle prod up the dead guy’s ass and his cock came to life. I closed my eyes, mounted that ice cold cock and rode him like he was alive. I kept telling myself it was fantasy; that he was just an actor at the club. But the harder I rode him, the more I realized this was not fantasy, but Master’s macabre desire to humiliate me, scare me, hurt me. Flesh was falling off the dead guy’s pecker the harder I rode him. Master saw the disgust and horror on my face and just laughed. I wanted to vomit.

necrophilia phone sexMaster made me spend the night in the coffin with a rotting corpse. The next morning when he let me out of the coffin, made me shower, then spent the entire morning force fucking my ass with a medieval cross. My ass was gaping open as usual. But there was nothing usual about fucking a corpse. Goths may be dark; they may be macabre, but they can’t hold a candle to Master’s perverse world.

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Cassandra Helps Make Teen Rape Porn

teen rape porn big titsOne of my masters forces me to be his teen rape porn accomplice. He has a bunch of teen sex slaves; mostly runaways he uses for various underground films. Usually snuff films, but every now and then he does a straight up teen bondage or teen rape porn. Today was a first. He wanted me to star in the film. Normally, I just help behind the scenes. I was both nervous and excited. I never get the chance to be a dominant bitch, which was exciting. However, if I fucked up, I knew I could be starring in his next snuff endeavor.

The young teen girl, who was my costar, was doped up, tied to a bed. When instructed, I walked right up to her, grabbed her by the arm, yanked her up and slapped her awake. I then assaulted her face with my boobs. She was crying, whimpering, begging for her mommy. “I’m your mommy now bitch,” I whispered in her ear as I muffled her whining with one of my DDs. I had her arm twisted behind her; I could have snapped it in two so easily she was just a tiny waif of a thing. I liked being a bad ass bitch. Made my snatch wet.

ass rape porn teen sexI forced her between my legs; made her worship my cunt. At first she resisted, but the more I suffocated her with my thighs and pussy, the more she licked. She knew she was a goner if she didn’t act like a good girl. I covered her teen face in my juice. I was just getting started. I was ordered to hurt her ass. Master says lots of pervs enjoy seeing a young girl get her ass violated. Do you like seeing that? I started with my tongue. Drilled her ass hard, then spit deep into it before I shoved my fist up her tight virgin asshole. Got half my arm up her ass too. She was screaming, even bleeding. I glanced over at Master and he was smiling, so I knew I was doing a good job force fucking his little teen slave.

I had a variety of sex toys to use on her ass. I chose this strap on that was not only huge in length and width,  but had menacing spikes on it. It would shred her asshole from the inside out with every thrust. I grabbed her hair, pushed my way into her tight ass. She screamed loudly, as I shoved it in. Blood started flowing out her ass with every thrust. I was getting into being the bitch in charge. I fucked the shit out of that young girl. Her asshole was hanging out like a violated rosebud. Master made me suck on it for the camera. I tried not to gag, but it tasted like shit and blood.

teen phone sex teen sex slavesI thought our little film was over, but I was just the warm up. About 40 men ravaged her fuck holes. She was not moving by the time they were done with her. According to them, teen whores are a dime a dozen. Another one could be snatched off the street easily enough. They disposed of her body in an alley dumpster and thirty minutes later had another girl for their next film endeavor. I just hope maybe I get to play with this one too. Maybe you would let me play rough with your little one?

Evil Yet Soothing Therapy

rape phone sex fantasies karmaHe comes to me wrought with desire. Our needs are in sync as always. The straight lines of the young body not yet developed and so innocent. We feel the desire burning inside of us to touch them. The admiration so deep that we are practically drooling over them. Using a calm and soothing voice I urge him to fulfill his need for soft young flesh. As soon as he touches her it is as if her flesh sears his hand and the burning desire moves up his arm and into his groin. His rape phone sex fantasies are so vivid that he can feel his dick pushing into her, stretching her, until she has completely encased his dick with in her. I cover her mouth so that she can not scream but the tears are flowing freely down her face. All the while I tell him it is OK. This is not bad it is good for all of us. I take his hand and place it on her nipple urging him to pinch and pull it while he pounds deeper into her, so close to exploding. He will plant his seed deep with in her and soon she will be swollen and ready to give us a gift that we will cherish together.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Blair

rape phone sex fantasies mommyI woke in a good mood that day. Got up to get the newspaper to discover a dead bird and dead flowers at my doorstep. A note simply said, “whores don’t deserve pretty things.” I tried to erase the image of dead things from my mind with a morning jog through a nearby cemetery. As I was running, I felt something hit the back of my head. I fell to the ground, landed on a bed of decaying flowers on an old grave. Before I could get up and access my damage, a group of men scooped me up and tossed me in to a old creepy mausoleum.

It felt like I was in there for days. I am claustrophobic, so being enclosed with a dead body made hours seem like an eternity. My attackers came back at nightfall. “We’ve been watching you Blair,” said the ringleader. “You give up your pussy and ass to anyone. That makes you a whore. No one misses whores.” They started ripping my clothes off, slapping me around, treating me like a street corner junkie hooker. They forced me down on their cocks. Spit in my face as they skull fucked me. Pissed down my throat as they came. Shoved dead flower petals in my mouth to force me to drink their cum. Gagging, convulsing, blood trickling down my face from a cut on my head…I had to look awful, but that didn’t matter to them. I was simply their fuck pig. They even made me squeal like one to prove that I was nothing but a dirty animal.

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One guy tied me up and bent me over the cold stone coffin, while his buddies took turns sodomizing my ass and fisting my cunt. Spiders and other creepy crawlies were covering my flesh as they violated all my fuck holes. They were laughing and drinking as I was crying and puking. At least 8 of them, so for hours upon hours they force fucked me in an abandoned mausoleum. I begged to be let go. Promised I wouldn’t tell a soul. “Of course you won’t Blair because dead whores tell no tales,” said the guy in charge right before he punched me unconscious.

I woke up in the coffin. The dead flowers covering my body were the least of my worries. I was nestled in between two decaying bodies of women who likely were victims of the same group of men as me. I went into a panic attack. I could hear muffled laughter as I felt my chest constrict to the point I could barely breathe. When I would imagine the most horrible death, it pretty much looked like this. Enclosed in a small space, naked, violated, with decaying flesh and a host of creepy insects.

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Necrophilia Phone Sex: Party with the Dead

Come here a second big man, I have to ask you a favor. Tell me your thoughts on necrophilia phone sex, and what you would do to fuck me. Yeah, you heard me right, how bad do you wish to fuck me? Would you kidnap a dead priest for me? I want his fresh corpse to have my way with. And I want you to join me.

I say we should see if your man enough, and what degree of blasphemy you will go just to get a taste and feel of this cunt. I want you to bring a few surgical knives and implements. What do I plan on doing with these? Nothing, YOU will be using them and do as I say.

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You will take the priests manhood and castrate him after I rode that rigor mortised shaft. And yes that is blood on his embalmed dead dick. He’s so stiff and it felt good in my menstruating cunt. Now suck that dick clean before you remove my trophy for me. Oh, what’s that, your promise of fucking? I think I promised a taste and you got that.

 

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Big daddy brought home some girl this week. I was surprised, shocked and jealous. Big daddy is mine, Every once in a while we fuck but our relationship is full of drugs, money and torture. So I thought he brought home a sexy little blonde for us to torture when that wasn’t the reason. Big daddy wanted Macey to himself. He told me her pussy was so tight wrapped around his cock he could nut in minutes. Not just her pussy but her ass was amazing. This blonde cunt was stealing my dick, my muscle, my torture guide. 

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This bitch was going down. I am the queen mother fucking b in this house. Her tight cunt and ass is what he is falling for, Ill blow that bitches cunt out! Since she likes to get fucked up I figured Id give her some extra to fuck with her. She started moaning and fell asleep on the couch. I got her all tied up and started to play with her Blonde cunt! She did have a very tight pussy, even tasted so sweet! I stretched her cunt and ass hole open and now I’m able to shove what ever I want deep into her lose holes!!!

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