That fucking bitch had to go! She was rude, she was whiny, she was just the worst! That’s why I went to her house late last night and attacked her while she was sleeping. Stupid whore didn’t even wake up until she was tied to the fucking bed and my knife was pressed against her throat, she was struggling to get away and crying like a little bitch but I had her tied tightly and she wasn’t going anywhere! I took my time with her and forced all of her holes open with my biggest dildos before I started cutting her open. I was exploring all of her insides and yanking shit out, honestly it didn’t take long for her to die once I had her open like that. Stupid whore won’t be bothering me any more!
Tag: Torture phone sex
This bitch had to go!
The Last Heart Beat
I can still hear the echo of her screams in the black darkness of the night. The air is damp and cool as the slight breeze rustles the leaves of the trees that surround my glorious alter. Her body is almost lifeless and I can barely see the movement of her chest as she takes shallow breaths. She is a fighter I have to give her credit for that. I have inflicted more pain then most mere mortals can stand and still she hangs on to her pathetic little life. Her blood is still warm as it drips down the sides of the grey alter that she is laying on. It has been a long time since I have tasted a still beating heart. The thick salty taste of blood with just a hint of iron, the feel of the muscle that we all equate with love, still pulsating as I sink my teeth into it and rip a piece of it off savoring every thing about what I am ingesting. I must act now before the last beat passes and I miss my chance.
Necrophiliac Head, Can it Wake the Dead?
When I get new clients at the morgue, I can’t help but take advantage of the stiffness that rigor mortis creates. I’ve always loved having a stiffy in my mouth, and this…this only feeds my addiction for Necrophilia. My cunt gets soaking fucking wet, my blood boils almost I get so fucking hot. I feel like I can wake the dead with my head. Not that I’d want to…looking into the eyes of my playmates as they lay there while I face fuck myself and they return that blank stare is the main part of the thrill. It makes me so fucking hot, and I can’t get enough. The best part is that as a mortician, I get an endless stream of playmates, and I get to have my way with them. I dress them up, and put their bodies into positions that suit me best. Sometimes, when I have a full house, I have orgies and fuck all of them while the others “watch.” A necrophilic gang bang, and I’ve left pussy juice on every last one of them. Makes me want to cum just sitting here sharing it with you. Mmmm, think I’ll go back to the freezer and visit a few of my playmates to satisfy me.
The Artist and The Young voice phone sex slut.
Have you ever had a Young voice phone sex slut that will make you do anything? Ever wanted someone to take charge and make you worship her body? My Young voice phone sex will make you do anything I tell you. It’s like being lost in a spell. Well it might be a spell, you never know with me. I had a caller who did every little thing I told him to do and his screams made my pussy dripping wet. We will call this caller Joe. Joe called me think he could make me his bitch. Obviously he can not fucking read. No one and I mean No one can break me. My Young voice phone sex call had him begging for mercy before I hung up on him just so he can suffer. Joe was a painter, he loved to paint evil painting. Lots of blood and torture in his paintings. I made him lube up his dick and tease his cock with the brush of the paint brush. I told him I wanted him to paint me my own special picture but using only his cock. He was going to dip his little dick in paint and slap it around on the canvas. But my young voice instructed him step by step on sliding the tip of his paint brush into his tiny pathetic cock. Listening to his moans and painful cry’s as he shoved the thick wooden paint brush handle into his dick hole. I made him rub his cock until he cam.. But nothing could come out because his dick hole was plugged up. I continued to force him to rub his cock over and over building up his cum loads inside of his cock. The pressure was building up behind that paint brush. It ripped the head of his cock in half… Then I made him paint me a picture using real blood.
Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies with an Extreme Pain Slut
What are you taboo phone sex fantasies? I have all kinds, but my favorite involve torture. I am a pain slut. It all started when I was very young. Daddy did very bad things to my ass. According to my therapist, I cut myself as a way to feel in control over a life that was out of control. It was a bunch of psycho babble. The truth was I was a pain whore. I would use daddy’s razor blades to cut my flesh, then use my own blood as lube to play with my pussy. I wasn’t traumatized by daddy using my bottom like I was an ass rape porn star. I realized I loved pain. I also discovered I had a morbid curiosity for blood. Flash forward two decades and I am a submissive whore who loves to be hurt. I need men who aren’t afraid to leave a mark on me. Knives, razor blades, nails, hammers, pliers, hat pins… Sharp and blunt objects that can cause deadly trauma are my favorite for you to use on me. I am well beyond the ropes and chains phase of my life. I have built up a high tolerance for pain over the years. What kind of damage can you do to me? Are you man enough to do it?
Ass rape porn
My uncle invited me on a road trip to keep him company, at least that is what he told me and my mom. My mom was okay with my going and I was really excited. We stopped somewhere late at night that was a bar. He said he wanted to relax a bit and kick back. While we were there, there where a group of thugs just staring me down. When my uncle saw, he smiled at them and started to go over to them and befriend them. The guys definitely made my stomach turn. I could tell they wanted to do dirty things to me.
As the night went on we all went to the parking lot, I was so happy to be leaving. They did some whispering and hand shaking as I waited for the car door to unlock. No one was around, it was like a deserted no mans land. Instead of leaving they all walked over to me, they were whistling and blowing kisses at me. Before I knew it my uncle was sitting back and laughing while they all yanked me around. They touched every part of my body and held me up against someone as they all undressed me.
I begged for help over to my uncle and instead he just looked at me. They put me down on the hard cold asphalt and began to take turns ripping me open with their dicks. I was crying an begging for them to stop, they were making blood gush down my thighs. I could not even move no matter how hard I tried. They forced their dicks inside every single hole. After they were done, I stayed there laying on the ground. My uncle hovered over top of me, unbuttoning his pants. “You ready for me now? I bet those holes are gapped open and slimmy.”
Ang The Impaler
Watching an old black and white, the images flash on the screen. Even though the picture has no color, I can see the bright red of the blood as it drips from the severed neck and down the stakes. Vlad the Impaler was a ruthless and feared ruler. I admire his style. I don’t know when my eyes became heavy and I was transported to that place that no one else would dare to go. My dream state where my sub conscious allows the demons of my desires to roam free, unencumbered. There she was with her dirty blonde hair and her big brown eyes. Innocence was reflected in her face and body language. I could feel the evil inside me tugging at my black heart, beckoning me to act on the dark desires that were washing over me. Slowly I approached her, smiling. As soon as I was close enough I brushed the hair from her face. The feel of her skin sent a burn of fire through me. Pushing her up against the wall I secured the leather straps around her wrists and ankles before fastening the metal halo around her head, rendering her completely immobile. Stocking the fire I placed the sharpened end of the first metal spear in the flame waiting for it to glow red hot. I could feel my cunt pulsating as I raised the spear and took aim. the first throw hit her just under the ribs. her screams pierced the air as the spear pierced her skin and the sound of her skin sizzling as the spear cauterized the flesh made my nipples tingle with delight. It would take some practice to perfect my aim.
There’s snuff porn… and then there’s underground snuff porn
There is snuff porn… and the there’s underground snuff porn and the two are very different. You see anything labeled snuff at your local porn shop is so fake! They are like horror films, all the blood is fake all the pain is fake, all the screaming is fake, fake, fake! The underground shit that I make though, that shit is very, very real. I choose my victims carefully and I film them in secret locations where I am assured of privacy. And I always keep my face covered so that when people see the films, they won’t know that it is me killing whores. No proof, no convictions, you know what I mean? I make sure that you can see the actual, very real pain on those whore’s faces though, and you can tell that the blood in my movies is very real too. These little bitches suffer great pain before I finally give in and kill them! Trust me, you have never experienced true pleasure until you see some authentic snuff like mine!
Snuff Porn: Just Another Dead Dumb Whore
Snuff porn mommy Blair is my name in the underground circuit. I am known for being an addicted mommy desperate for money that I will do all sorts of vile things for my next fix. Last week, I got a call from a director I have done some work with previously. He does extremely gross porn. Vomit, piss, shit, blood play movies. I don’t enjoy those sorts of movies, but the pay is good. Beggars cannot be choosers. He had a friend making a snuff torture film who was looking for a red headed MILF for the lead. He asked if I would be interested. Of course. Money is money. Snuff movies are not real. They just use a lot of gore to make them look real. I showed up to the casting call and was hired based on the recommendation of Lee and my looks alone. Never tested a scene, never even screamed once. Filming started immediately. My costume was a dog collar, a leather bra and panties and a leash. I was locked in a dungeon. It was dark and damp. Smelled awful, like death. I was crawling around when I slipped in something. It felt and smelled like blood. Lee wouldn’t send me to a real snuff filmmaker, would he, I wondered. I tried not to panic, then I felt bodies. Bodies clearly dead, but recently as they were warm still. Female bodies too. Bugs were in the cell. I could feel them crawling on my skin. I was in full panic mode now. This shit was real. I didn’t sign up to be really killed. I started screaming for the director to let me out. I was released. It gave me a false sense of security. When I saw myself in the light, I was mortified. I was covered in blood, bugs and guts. I puked on the floor. I felt a jolt to the back of my head that pushed me into my own vomit. I heard the chainsaw noise, then everything went dark as I heard someone yell, “get ready for another dead dumb whore.”
Snuff Porn Life
I really fucking enjoy being dominated. Especially while watching snuff porn. Watching someone forcefully taking it in the ass, mouth or pussy while being tortured makes me cum hard. Last night, my Dom and I watched some snuff porn as he tied me to a table in his dungeon. My pussy was already wet as fuck from watching the porn, but being tied and dominated only heightened the experience.
As we watched a woman during an ass rape porn scene, taking it in her tight asshole, crying and begging for them to stop, we both were both so turned on and I couldn’t wait for him to use me for his cum loving slave. He loves to tease and deny orgasm, so after tying me and gagging me, he left me to watch more porn unable to move or touch myself. The denial had my pussy wet and throbbing, so when he returned with a rock hard cock, I spread my legs wide inviting him to fuck me mercilessly. He dove into my cunt and licked me until I was squirming and had wrapped my legs around his had trying to suffocate him. When I was just about to cum, he stopped and slapped my face saying that I did not have his permission to cum yet. With that, he stuck his cock into my tight hole and pounded me hard, finally giving me what I needed.