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Ang The Impaler

torture phone sex 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

snuff pornThere 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!

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Snuff Porn: Just Another Dead Dumb Whore

snuff pornSnuff 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

snuff pornI 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.

I’m A Thieving Maid Who Must Be Punished

roleplay phone sexWhen I awoke and found a sexy maid outfit laid out before me, I thought Daddy wanted me to roleplay with him again. When I went downstairs, I found out I was wrong. I was being sent to be another man’s maid for the day. The man walked me to the car and placed me inside. Once we pulled up to his house, he told me he had no use for a slut, but needed a maid and that is how I would pay off Daddy’s debts. I went about my duties, scrubbing everything in sight.

A bit later, I felt a hand go around my neck. He wanted to know where his wife’s jewels were. I had no idea what he was talking about, but I could not have answered anyway because his strong hands were squeezing my neck so hard. Her pulled me by my neck to a room I had not yet been in, but it was familiar. This was his BDSM room. So, my new master did want a slut, but he needed a roleplay first. He strapped me down so tightly I could barely wiggle my toes or fingers. My legs were spread wide. He put a large dildo into my pussy, stretching me so much I felt my pussy was ripping open. This was followed by a giant butt plug. He forced this into me. I was sure I was torn as I could feel blood trickle from my ass. He stood by the bed, surveying the damage, holding a belt up high. As he walked around, he cracked the belt sharply several times and then I felt it. He brought the belt down hard on my filled ass, raising welts and drawing blood. Just as I was expecting another blow, he sat on my back, putting the belt around my neck. He tightened and tightened, sending my world into blackness.

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I am a stupid whore.

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As I lay here covered in my own blood, Piss and shit.. I keep thinking to myself “you are such a worthless fucking stupid whore. You knew it was a set up. You knew something was weird. She isn’t one of you.. Or is she?” It started out at school It was my first week back and there she was. She looked just like me. Tall skinny and blonde. But She was popular. Everyone loves her and wanted to be her. So When she became friends with me I was skeptical. Friday she asked me to spend the night at her house. She said she wanted to help me feel better about myself. She said she wanted a friend who wasn’t all about being in the “In Crowd” I thought she wanted to be my friend.

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I really did but that goes to show how fucking stupid I am. She brought me to hell. This has been the longest 24 hours of my life and all I can think to do is beg for a mercy kill. She brought me home for her daddy. He wanted his daughter’s tight wet pussy, but he knew he would destroy her, so he made her become my friend. My pussy is bleeding, my asshole is ripped open. I think I have one giant hole now. She is sitting there laughing at me covered in my blood. I should have known what she wanted with me.

Home Invasion Phone Sex

Home invasion phone sexIt’s dark, raining and there is a chill in the air. I feel as though there is someone watching me. The hair on the back of my neck is standing up. The power goes out and my heartbeat quickens. I hear a sound in the bedroom, frightened, I freeze. When I get the nerve to move forward down the hall, I am grabbed from behind and choked out.

When I came to, I awoke in my bedroom, tied to each bedpost and unable to move. There was a ball gag in my mouth. Three men were going through my things while one stood over me, naked and stroking his cock. He called to the others, “The whore is awake.” Before I knew, four masked men were sticking their cocks in every whole I had. I was being choked and every hole I had was being stretched to bleeding. I screamed, they laughed and one slapped my face with such force my eyes watered instantly. With each hole filled and immense pain throughout my body, I wanted to beg them to kill me. As though they could hear my thoughts, once I was covered in jizz, I saw a butcher knife and could hear the sound of my throat being cut just as I lost consciousness.

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Violent phone sex – I’ll be your victim

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It was dark and raining, I could smell the blood coming from my wounds. My skin tingled and my breath was fast. I knew he was coming for me and I tried to run, but had difficulty with my hands tied behind my back.
I decided to hide as opposed to running. I found a spot amongst some shrubbery and was hidden pretty good. Only a few moments went by before he came along, knife in hand, looking for me, his victim. He chuckled this sinister chuckle that made my blood turn cold. He said, “I can smell your cunt, bitch.” It didn’t take him long to find me cowering in the shrubs still tied and gagged.
He yanked me out of the shrubbery by the hair, skinning my knees and ass along the way as he dragged me back to his dungeon. He suspended me from the ceiling and ran his blade across my throat and I could feel the warm blood begin to trickle out. “I want you to die slowly, and I want you and I to be cumming when you take your last breath, you worthless piece of shit.” He began to ram me with his cock, swinging me back and forth from where I was suspended, I could see the blood spraying now. He touched my clit with an electric current and I screamed while he fucked me and I could feel the orgasm start to well up within me. He was grunting, making this primal sound and I let the feeling overtake me.

Torture phone sex with Morticia… Cock torture…

Torture phone sex

You called for Torture phone sex but you wanted to torture me… Watch as I laugh in your fucking face. You think a pussy as white bitch boy like you can make me bow down to you and your tiny cock. No sir. No fucking way. Now you have pissed me the fuck off and I am considering making you a fucking eunuch. No one fucking lives to talk about speaking to me in any dominating way. You made a mistake didn’t you. You thought you were going to have a fun time making me your Torture phone sex victim. Your first mistake was opening your mouth with out permission and for sticking your cock in this hole. Now you are tied up and the Torture phone sex is about to begin.

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I wonder how many times I can force your cock to cum? Oh you get super sensitive after each time you cum? Perfect for me. I love hearing you beg as I rub your cock so fucking hard I start to rip it, tear it. Look at all of the cum and blood on the ground.. Tell me again who is more dom? 

What about torture sex do you like best?

torture sexWhat is it about torture sex that you like best? For me, it’s the screams of pain, the look of terror on the victim’s face, the tears in their eyes… that is the kind of thing that that really makes me get off on torture sex. Can’t you just see the blood dripping down her body as she begs for her life? Can’t you just smell that coppery smell of it mixed with our sweat and her terror? Mmmm, my pussy is dripping just thinking of all the torture sex I have had before! I want to kill someone fresh, someone very young and innocent, maybe right in front of all of her loved ones so that they can watch her suffer! I love making mommy and daddy watch their little ones suffer and eventually beg to be killed. The mothers always cry, the fathers invariably get a hard dick from seeing it and the mommy just hates that shit. I, on the other hand, love it! I want to make them all hate each other before they die…