I stumbled and fell, but was ripped back up by my nipples. “Get the fuck up slut.” A guy from my Dad’s crew ordered me. He twisted my nipples hard then attached nipple clamps to each one. My nipples were rock hard and throbbing. “Mmm you like that don’t you, you fucking pain slut” he spit in my face as he attached a chain to my nipple clamps, dragging me along. I stumbled some more but he continued to tug me along by my nipples. We reached a place in the middle of the woods; a mattress was there on the ground, as was more guys than I could count. I recognized almost all of them, all were either my Dad’s workers or friends. They were going to torture me again. Fuck me raw until my holes were wide open, dripping with cum… blood and cum dried onto my face. He threw me onto the mattress face first, taking a fist to my ass already causing me to scream. As I opened my mouth another cock was there already fucking my face. I coughed and gag and moaned as my ass and mouth were violated. I am such a fucking slut. I deserve this, I love this. I feel my cunt sopping wet, and I am ashamed. Being their whore, their cum dumpster, their pain loving slut makes me so turned on. Suddenly my face is being brought up and I see another girl has arrived to the party. But I know she won’t make it out, I am the only one who lives to remember what happens at night with Daddy’s friends. They push her to the ground and begin to fulfill all their rape fantasies, and drag me over to fulfill their snuff phone sex fantasies too. She is laying there, sobbing, bloody and covered in piss and cum. They hand me an ax and tell me it’s me or her, and of course I obey them… I am a good submissive slut – I bid her goodbye with one good hack to the neck.
Tag: Torture phone sex
My Rest Stop Nightmare
I was so excited! Daddy told me this past weekend we were going on a trip, we were going to stay in a hotel and go out to eat and he even told me he was going to take me shopping. He promised he wouldn’t be mean to me either, I couldn’t wait. He said the only condition was I had to dress nice and slutty for him, so I of course put on my shortest mini skirt, ready to start our mini vacation! He didn’t tell me where we were going, so I just fell asleep for the ride. I woke up as we were nearing a rest stop, I asked Daddy why we were stopping because I didn’t need to pee and he told me I better try anyways. I know better to argue with my Daddy so I did as I was told. I went in and there was a beautiful woman in there as I went into one of the stalls, she left. I was just washing my hands when all of a sudden there was a knife to my throat and a hand over my mouth. I realized it was the woman I had seen before, and she whispered in my ear “Surprise whore, you’ve been set up.” Before I could make a move there were all these men surrounding me, grabbing at me kicking and slapping me. There were too many of them to fight off and the woman was just sitting there watching them violently beat me and tell me what a little fucking whore I am. I don’t know what happened but I was suddenly being dragged by my hair all the way across the bathroom, the woman was ripping my head up yelling at me telling me she was going to make me be the submissive little whore I am just as she shoved my whole face in the toilet water. At this point I tried to scream and struggle, flailing around as they flushed the toilet over and over again. I couldn’t breathe, I was choking on the toilet water unable to fight them off no matter how much I struggled. I felt myself fading away… slipping into sleep forever, when all of a sudden my face was ripped out of the toilet and I could breathe again. I was choking, trying to catch my breath as I looked up and made eye contact with my Daddy, he had his cock in his hand, it was rock hard just like the other cocks next to him… there was more than I could count. I couldn’t believe Daddy had done this to me, and I didn’t have time to think. The woman was positioning my head and telling me to open my fucking mouth to take all the these cocks and when I was to speak to her, I better fucking call her Mistress Shadow or she’ll let me drown next time. I obeyed and opened my mouth to being the object of all of their rape fantasy phone sex dreams…
Jingle, Jangle, Tick, Tock…
Here comes Peter Cottontail, hopping down the bunny trail….WTF is it? It can’t be human. It’s not the freaking Easter Bunny. It’s Michael, the jingly jangly bell wearing pansy. He’s coming down the hall, dancing a jig, and looking pukey in pepto pink. I hate faggots, and bunnies, and sissies who wear “pretty pink penis pouches.” And I especially hate pink.
If I had the chance, I’d like to turn him blood red instead, after I beat his fairy ass with a cane until he cries like a little girl. Oh, I wouldn’t kill him slowly and painfully. I’d just give him what he wants. I’d slice open those ruffled panties and stroke his pathetic little cock until it was swollen. Then, I’d make him beg for his life. Or worse, yet, I’d cut off his balls and useless appendage and make him into a girly with an ass-pussy and a pair of jingly bells.
“Oh Michael, better pay up. The WBMT girls need vacation money. We are some greedy bitches. If you don’t comply with our wishes, and become our paypiggy, we’ll make your name public in our blogs so the whole world knows your secret, Michael Fra…”
(Evil giggles) I think I’ll turn your pretty pink pics into my own evil creations. Maybe then you’ll know how serious we are, you little pansy. Better open that wallet wide. Blackmail bitches are coming for your cotton candy ass.
Shake that cute little ass right over to the bank now and give in to our demands and we’ll spare you the shame and humiliation of having your friends and family know your dirty little secret. I’d hate to have to send that nasty cum-stained penis pouch home to your family. Makes my pussy wet just to think about the pain I’d cause.
Ohhhh, pink is so much prettier when it’s splattered with red…..
Your evil freak,
Natasha
Torture phone sex chalk outline
He has come back to finish the job. I thought I could escape him, but I started craving his attention. I felt like he was always around but I just could not see him. I ran away from him, and then I soon came to realize that I needed his validation so much. I craved his attention from his knife and his hands grabbing my neck tightly. I missed the blood dripping from my wounds from my bad behavior. I crave to get his acknowledgment and his criticizing remarks. I want so badly to be his victim and for him to humiliate me. I was out late begging for him to get me in his grasp again. He finally found me and he had a very bitter attitude. I had made him so very upset.
He tied me up and mutilated my body, he took pictures and videos. He was going to humiliate me and turn it over for everyone to see. He was going to take my life and let my blood drain out. He said that once I am dead, everyone will remember me as the pathetic cum whore. He made me choke on my blood as he bashed my face in. He laid my body on the ground for all to see. He drew a chalk outline around my body to help the cops out. He could have drawn just my body, but no, he was out for humiliation and revenge.
He gave me a flappy cock and a fat body. He whispered in my ear that he felt bad for the cops- that not even they would want to touch my dead carcass and where I lied because I was so disgusting. He made every bum on the street pass by me to piss and squirt their jizz load on my naked body. I will at least always be remembered, right?
All Barbies Must Die!!!
As a goth teen, I hate everything. But most of all, I hate fucking Barbie dolls. You know, those idiot bimbo blondes who use stupidity to get a man. I’d love to kill them all.
Barbie is such a nasty cunt rolemodel for little girls. She uses her big ass and big tits to fuck men over. She has no skills. Men just bust their ass to cater to little Miss Barbie Doll. Meanwhile, I gotta work my ass off just to survive. If I could, I would eradicate Barbie from the face of the earth. I’d use one of my rich boyfriends to help me do the job. Lure the little cunt to his place to see his new car, yacht, or plane and then slit her fucking throat.
Of course, we’d have our way with her first. You could fuck her in every hole. Oh, fucking boo-hoo. Might smear her lipstick or get a hair out of place. I’d love to see you ram your cock down her throat while I stick a foot long pipe up her cunt, fill it with gasoline, and light her up. Then she’d have a really hot box!!! Or maybe stick some electrodes on those big fake titties and turn the voltage up until her implants burst. Love it!!! You really think she has feelings? Her orgasms are all fake, but I wonder how loud she can scream when you’ve got your condom covered with razor blades in her ass, and she’s bleeding out on the floor. Now, that makes my cunt wet.
Oh, I can think of some pretty horrendous ways to murder all of the Barbies of the world. Fuck ’em and kill ’em. Please don’t let them breed. The only good Barbie is a dead one, lying on the pavement like a broken doll, with a chalk mark outlining her worthless carcass and cum leaking out of her plastic hole.
Wanna be my Barbie-slaughtering accomplice? Let’s get together and plot to remove Barbie from the human species. It’ll be my pleasure to watch her die, slowly and painfully. I have 100 ways to do it. No one will ever know.
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Taylor
You’re such a perverted old man. I saw you watching me for weeks as I walked down to the store to get some food. I should have known you were a dangerous man just by the way your dark eyes never stopped staring. I could feel them on me even when I wasn’t looking at you. Today when I went out, you weren’t in your usual place. I felt relieved to not have your eyes on me, but then to my surprise you were inside the store. You came up beside me and stuck a knife to chest and told me to be quiet and follow you.
You led me back to the back room of the store but there were no employees back there. It seemed odd but I was too terrified to think about that. You made me take of my pantyhose and tied them around my mouth so I couldn’t scream. You kept the knife close to my throat and began acting out all your rape phone sex fantasies on me. You ripped my skirt up around my waist and tore my shirt completely off. You began groping my entire body and I felt so naked and violated and afraid.
You grabbed my little nipple and squeezed and pinched and twisted so hard it made my eyes water. You spun me around to face the dirty wall and I felt you taking your cock out of your pants. You got up behind me and all I could smell were cigarettes. You rammed your cock up between my legs into my throbbing pussy. You were long and hard and I yelped a little even through the gag. You fucked my pussy then my asshole and then shot your cum all over my bare back. You told me to get on the floor and stay there until you were gone. I did as I was told, but now I have to walk home again and I wonder if you will be back for more.
Snuff Porn Shot In A Hospital Makes For Lots Of Bloody Rooms!
I have always been a chat of Dr. Victor Fries’ work. I know that he really gets into his creations, turning humans into monsters, and being a wicked brain surgeon, of course he is completely mad! So when I approached him that I wanted to make a snuff porn film for all of my admires and my own amusement in his back woods busted down mental hospital I expected him to tell me no right away. When he said yes I was both honored and excited. I gathered by camera and selected a couple of nice pretty girlies for my portion of the movie.
I started filming in his room. It smelled heavily of iron. That was the layers of dried caked on blood that immediately flooded your senses when you entered into the abandoned mental hospital. In a rusty wheel chair sat the Doctor’s latest victim. His skull was already partially removed. The poor babbling idiot would not quit crying as the Doctor preformed brain surgery to get rid of his desire for being a weak women server. Dr. Fries did not believe in that, and only tolerated me for my talent. Once he decided the project was to be scrapped I left the camera on a tripod to watch the mans demise. I could hear his screams echo throughout the halls void of life, but full of their remains.
I could hear my two crying from their gags. I grabbed them each from the broom closet I had them stuffed in. Their blonde hair gripped nicely between my fingers. I chuckled as they fought, thinking they were going to be getting away. Once we were in their room I strapped both down to their urine soaked gurneys. I was going to give these little bitches the makeover of their dreams. I filmed myself making a big bloody phone sex mess as I cut the scalpel into their skin. Their shrieks were like music to my sadistic ears. I even gave the fillers, of course it was concrete and not collagen, but same thing right!
Blode dripped down their faces and over their beautiful hair. Once they were done I styled them very nicely I must say! I even persuaded them to help me make a promo ad for my movie. They said I was the best Doctor ever. What dumb sluts, they actually thought I would let them go. They screamed as I showed them their reflections. Bad little skanks, it is not nice to be so unappreciative! That was all it took too! I slammed the mirror right against ones face. Taking a large shard of glass I slit their dumb throats. How dare they insult me. Dr. Fries took all of the bodies downstairs where we watched them burn in the crematorium. Bye Bye barbie bitches.
Worth Every Penny
You’re finally here and I am finally ready for you to get what you paid for. I watched you buy me from that scummy guy in the basement of that shithole. Now I am in your mansion and you gave me pretty things to wear and allowed me to shower and smell sweet for you. I lucked out – you are handsome and have a certain dark charm about you. I know I will not live through the night, but if I am going to be snuffed then I am glad it will be by a man like you.
You enjoy toying with my body and using small blades and needles to cause pain and bright red blood to drain from my nipples. You lick it off and then kiss me so that I can taste the sweetness that pumps through my veins. The pain is what I crave and you are delighted that you finally bought a girl who enjoys it. You keep telling me that I am going to die, and I just smile and say nothing. You appreciate me showing no fear.
You fuck my body slow and hard as you continue to slice my torso and arms. You do everything with exact movements and the designs of cuts look gorgeous on my tiny body. You lean down to cover yourself in my blood and it looks so gorgeous on your strong chest. I reach up and touch it with my bloody hands, leaving my prints dragging down your stomach. As you cum deep inside my tight pussy, I know the time has come for me to say goodbye. You place the blade next to my right ear and pull it to my left. I feel myself getting cold and the vision of your piercing eyes begins to fade. I hope I was worth every penny.
Babysitter phone sex
I am suppose to watch my younger step sister tonight. It is a weekend so I know she is going to be annoying wanting to stay up. I don’t really know her too well, I actually didn’t know my mother had another daughter. Her father I have met a few times, but my mother and him decided to try and rekindle things recently. They warned me not to open the door for anyone. I thought that was strange because I am old enough to asses if I would open the door or not. They are being dumb obviously. So anyways it is getting later and later and this brat is still up. The door bell rings and she goes to look at the door. She tells me it is her brother. I think nothing of it and go ahead and open it.
After all, I will never object to meeting my other “family”. He comes in and I immediately get a strange vibe. My step sister is very quiet, he tells her he misses her and asks her if is it time for her to go to bed? He immediately grabs me and ties me up. I start screaming and he quickly puts something in my mouth and tapes it closed. I look up at my step sister and she is just watching. He caresses her body, and I squirm trying to break free. He grabs me and takes me to the garage. He then introduces himself and begins making every inch of my body full of pain. I guess this is what my mothers boyfriend was warning me about. I wonder if they will be home soon. He tells me how pretty I am and begins examining all of my holes while his sister watches.
Mistress of Darkness
Rain was pouring down the night I made my first kill. My lover had fed me drugs and shots of whiskey and I was feeling no pain. Even in my fucked-up state I knew I had to obey him or my punishment would be without mercy.
Looking for my prey brought out my seductive side. I would sidle up to men, brushing them innocently with my huge 36FFF tits. The more attention they gave me, the more my pussy would twitch. I had no interest in having sex with them though. It was just a game to get them to take me home. Once we got there, it would all change.
My current Master was waiting there for me. If I complied and brought a victim home, he would reward me with a shot of liquid paradise, right into my vein. I was addicted to it. It made my inhibitions melt and brought out my animal side. I became a huntress, ready for the smell of blood.
My catch tonight was a skinny young drifter. After a few drinks and the promise of a sexual marathon, he was ready to follow me anywhere. He barely made it through the door before the Master was upon him. I heard him gasp once as he realized his mistake.
The Master hit him hard. He tumbled once and we were both upon him. I knew exactly what I was supposed to do. I tied his hands together and left him facedown on the floor. I took a long , sharp blade and sat down at his head. Master knelt behind him, ripping off his clothes, revealing a firm, round ass. His eyes sparkled with joy as he pulled out his cock. It was then my job to grease it and guide it against the puckered ass-pussy of my victim. I heard the drifter scream as Master rammed him hard. I pulled the drifter’s face against my pussy so I could feel his pain and the vibrations of his cries. It seemed to go on forever as Master violated his young ass, tearing it like raw meat. Finally, he reached his climax, filling the damaged fuck hole with cream. I screamed to the devils in hell.
I flipped him over. He babbled incoherently as I raised my stiletto over his scrotum and popped his nutsac like meat balloons. His scream was cut short when Master cut his throat. Afterward, Master would give me another dose and we’d fuck in the blood of our victim.
Tomorrow, I may be dead at his hands (or yours) but tonight I will just bask in the glory of the kill.