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I’m Hungry

I’ve been here all day waiting for you. You haven’t fed me for days and my hunger pains are the only thing letting me know I am still really alive. The rest of my body aches when I move from all the torture you inflicted on me last night. The needles in my nipples and pussy are gone, but the pain is sore and sharp even after you removed them. You showed no mercy when you whipped me, and since I am chained here, I have no escape.

But for some reason I long to see you. I can’t wait for you to come back through that door. The thought of your black eyes glaring at me, and wanting to hurt me again, make my tiny little battered pussy begin to throb. I need everything you give me. The fresh cuts from your blade make my ears ring in pleasure. There is no other way to get what this little pain whore needs – and you are the Master of pain.

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I can’t let you know that I secretly want it. I know you would lose interest and go find another worthless slut like me. I can’t lose you like that. You are my addiction and without your heavy hands forcing my tiny body into your painful fantasies, I am nothing. I need to feel your hatred and I want to see your cock rise when you hear me screaming. I want to watch you cum from my terror. I am your little pain whore, and I crave your anger. I don’t deserve the rush I get, and yet you continue to abuse me. Hurry home, Master, I am scared and wet and hungry…

Please… please help me!

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When I woke up I couldn’t see. I couldn’t move.

I could smell, and it smelled horrible.

It smelled like vomit, blood and shit.

The last thing I remember was going to church.

I don’t know how long I have been here.

Its cold, and I can feel that its damp.

My mouth is so dry that my tongue is cracked and my lips are so chapped that if I try to yell out I can feel the break open.

I keep thinking to myself, trying to remember how I got myself into this mess..

I am so scared.

I’m shaking.

Then I hear foot steps, and I feel someone next to me.

I feel a hand on my head and its rubbing my hair softly and I felt drops of liquid on my lips.

It was instinct to fallow the drops and pray they land in my dry mouth.

I heard a deep laugh.

“I told you not to scream bitch, I told you that you would be begging for anything. Are you thirsty? Drink this.”

I felt warm liquid rushing into my mouth as he laughed more and more..

“Do you like that you nasty whore?”

I nodded yes.

“Do you want more?”

I nodded yes again and opened my mouth and waited for it.

“You will have to wait cunt, I don’t have to piss anymore you drank it all.”

I started to gag when his words connected in my dehydrated brain.

I gagged and finally vomited all over my self.

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He was laughing even harder now,

“Look at yourself you worthless cunt. You are full of piss and you puke all over yourself. I’m not cleaning you up.”

I know he is angry, He started hitting my body with something sharp and hard.

He worked his way down my body to my pussy.

I cried out when he slammed something cold and hard up inside of me.

” I told you not to fucking scream you worthless fucking whore.”

Then  I felt a pain in the side of my head and it went dark again…

When will this stop?

When can I go home?

Bloody phone sex with Toni: Bathtime

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Whenever my bathtub is full of blood I’m a very happy girl. I like to treat myself to a nice warm blood bath about one a month, sometimes more if I can. It doesn’t always take more than one victim to fill the tub, it’s just more fun if there’s more. I guess I never grew out of playing with my toys in the bath because it’s seriously one of my favorite things. Nothing beats bringing a scared little bitch home, slitting her throat and filling your bathtub with her blood. Usually, I keep the second victim alive and let them watch the show. Obviously, I don’t keep them alive to entertain them.bloody phone sex No one likes taking a cold bath so I keep the second victim around to keep my bath warm. They’re very unlucky too bloody phone sexbecause their deaths are never as quick as the ones they witness. In order to keep my blood bath warm for a longer period of time I have to bleed them slowly. Sometimes I start with the wrists, other times I get more creative, but either way they die before it’s over.bloody phone sex
The blood baths started to get boring so lately I’ve changed it up a bit. Everyone knows that a bath can more fun with company. What I’ve learned lately is that I enjoy my blood baths more if have a big hard prick to play with in the tub. My pathetic victim will be begging for his life and screaming while his blood is pouring into the tub. But nothing that he says or does will be enough to save his life. The more he cries and struggles, the more turned on I get and when I get that excited I only get more ravenous. What I love to do most is fuck their massive cocks while we soak in their blood, even if they faint or die before I get around to it. I never stop until I cum. Sometimes a dead cock is better, but for a blood bath I prefer for them to be alive. I love killing them after they cum deep inside me, that’s the only mercy I’ll ever show them.

Women Wanted for Snuff Porn: Be Prepared to Die

snuff porn mommy tortureMy master instructed me to get three of my prettiest girlfriends together and come to his warehouse for a special party. I was so excited because normally I am alone in his warehouse being beaten and humiliated, not partying with my besties. I should have known better. Master is not a benevolent sort. As soon as I arrived, we were all shoved in cages. Master had a female accomplice this time. The warehouse was set up with camera equipment, this was a first.

I looked at my friends, apologized. I had no idea what was in store for us. “Snuff porn,” master said.  I brought my girlfriends to their death I feared. I screamed, yelled, pleaded for their mercy. But one by one, he plucked them from their cages and forced me to watch as he killed my friends. Tortured, mutilated and snuffed out, the only female friends I had.

Sandy was first. A sweet innocent soccer mom. Unlike me, she never fucked her offspring. She was a bored trophy wife who thought we were going dancing and drinking. And now she was tied to chair being fucked by a big sharp knife. The knife slid in and out of her pussy, shredding her vaginal wall. Blood poured out between her legs. She was screaming in pain. Master put the knife in her ass, she screamed even more. His accomplice was filming her being gutted. I was screaming for her. Master didn’t care. He wanted it real. There was nothing more real than her pain, her tears, her blood, her death. He shoved the knife in her face, killing her.

snuff porn bloody sexCindy got strapped down to a table and cut a thousand times. Shoved a knife in her stomach, split her open like an animal. Her insides spilled out on the table. I threw up at the sight. I brought my friend to her death. I brought them all to their death. She died looking at me. Joy was the last pulled from her cage. Master put her in a box, slit her throat  and filmed her bleeding out. He completely drained her while the camera caught the life literally running out of her. He then jacked off on her bloody, lifeless tits.

I thought I was the next to die. I was not so lucky. Master has other plans for me. I am to bring him girls for his snuff porn films. Every week I bring him at least one girl to kill and I get to live. A lot of women are going to die because of me. Better them than me.

Money, Pussy, Weed….

I have been a naughty whore…  

See I love to get fucked up, fuck and fuck someone else up. 

My new dope man is just like me. 

They sex is fan-fucking-tastic, 

I love the way he smacks my in face with his big 10 inch cock. 

I fucking love it when he slams me around, and forces my legs open and slams his black cock inside me. 

This all started when I wanted some smoke. I had him come to my place and he laughed in my face with his cocky laugh and said he would eat my pussy if and only if I could smoke a blunt by myself. 

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After that day is has been a series of random fucking in the street. 

Pretending like he is breaking into my home and he forces me down.

He makes me take his cock, all off it! 

Then one day… He looks me in the eyes and tells me to pick someone in mall. 

I know he wanted a bitch, so I searched and searched for this one girl.

You know the type. The girl that thinks she is the baddest bitch in the room. 

After promises of drugs and drinks at my place we got the girl to my place. 

I started smoking and slowly taking my clothes off. 

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Finally I got her panties off and mine. 

I pulled her head down to my pussy and she started sucking my clit. That is when he got behind her and started rubbing her ass. 

I could see that she was getting uncomfortable, so I wrapped my thighs around her head and helped her into my pussy while he fucked her from behind! 

A Kitchen To Die For

Journal Entry

January 10 2015

It’s dark I don’t know where I am. God where did this headache come from? This doesn’t seem like my room it’s a lot colder and wait is that windows?  Where in the fuck am I?  I get up to explore. I try to clean a mud covered windows.  It’s hard but it seems to scrape off.  I see nothing but open fields and wintery trees, I’m in the country damn those people!.  What are they putting me into next?  I turn to walk over to another door. It bursts open and a man with a heavy smell of whiskey approaches me. He is older looks to be about 50 or so. The years of drinking have not been good to him he’s aged poorly.

torture sex He smiles with his half-filled mouth of teeth. This old lodge has been abandoned for years.  I bought it to torture and have my way with young victims like yourself.  Don’t get any smart ideas your all mine no one will hear your screams.  I paid good money for you. Don’t get smart you hear me?

I try to back way and trip over, what seems to be a locked trap door on the floor.  I fall on my ankle.  He steps closer and as he does I can see bondage cuffs in his hands.  I try to move but for an old man he’s fast. I’m caught! He bounds my hands together and drags me to another part of the lodge.  I whimper the whole way begging I’d do anything to be let go.  He seems to drag me to what looked like to be an old kitchen.  I was hoisted up on the counter.  I beg are you going to kill me? His replied you can only wish.  He took out utensils. First it was the ladle, he spread my legs wide and slid it in me.  I scream with pain and he hit me hard. He brought out a whisk and put my legs in the air.  Felt in tear apart my hole. He told me he was mixing my insides.  His groin area grew, torturing me here was turning him on. He continued to use utensils on me and forced his swollen cock in my mouth.  It tasted salty and unclean, but if I wanted my life I complied.

After being tormented for days I was drugged and sent back to my cell. I laid there trying to recover.  I have to plan my escape I can’t take this much longer. torture sex

No One Expects The Spanish Inquistion

Mutilation phone sexOh those crazy, crazy Spanish in the middle ages.  Using all sorts of delicious sharp objects to help the Heretics find Jesus.  All in the name of the Church and God.  Imagine sitting in your little mud hut, just feeling miserable because you have nothing to eat, lice are biting your body and head, you smell like piss and shit and in comes one of the King’s guards.  They snatch you and your wifey up and you are taken to the center of town.  There in all their pompous glory are Bishops from the almighty Catholic Church.  You just know you are fucked.

They read the charges, you deny them, they say you are not telling the truth so they take you to a dungeon.  Do they sit you down, offer you tea, read a few passages from the Bible and have you pray for forgiveness? Oh no.  They get right to the torture, because what is the Catholic Church without some sort of torture?  They take your wife, rip her dress off and expose her milky white breasts and push her up against the wall, tits first.  You cannot quite see what they are doing, but you can tell by her screams that they aren’t showing her the scenic views.

They step away from her and they ask you one more time if you are guilty.  You adamantly deny any charges, because you didn’t do anything wrong.  Of course you are wrong, everyone sins, so everyone must repent for something.  They pull her shoulders and she screams even louder.  You plead with them to stop but they continue.  Then the Bishop holds up his hand and says with a sickeningly sweet affect in his voice, “All you have to do is repent then your soul will be saved and you will be absolved of any and all sin.”  You cannot bare to hear any more pain filled noises from your wife, so you lie, admit to what ever wrong doing they insist you did and ask for forgiveness.

The Bishop nods at the dungeon guards who begin to push your wife forward then yank her back.  It only takes a few minutes for your wife to pass out from the pain.  They take her from the wall and turn her around, her breasts are ripped to shreds, the meat is hanging loosely from her chest.  Blood is dripping down to the floor in thick drops.

You are yanked up from your seat quickly and your head is placed on an oak block.  Before you can tell your wife you are sorry, your head is disconnected from your body.  Praise Jesus!  Your wife is left to return to your village as a warning, nobody will speak to her, or go near her.  She is forever ruined, she is forever marred by one of the instruments of torture used called the Breast Ripper, and your soul gets to spend eternity in hell for lying.  Seems legit.

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HURT ME GOOD!

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I was in need of some pain today! I’m not sure had taken over me but I need a hard spanking and an even harder fuck! I wanted my pussy to be puffy by the time I let go of my last nut. I needed nothing but pain today, I can take it! I was past due for my monthly pain session anyway. My regular hadn’t bothered to come satisfy me and I was almost stuck in a rut until he finally showed up whip in hand ready to torture me! Desire was running all through me the moment I saw him. I just knew he was going to punish me good and put me right on my back. what

He started by kissing me hard, he must have known I missed him because he grabbed my throbbing pussy and twisted my clit, IT HURT SO GOOOOD! He wasted no time, immediately opening his bag and pulling out some leather restraints for my big tits, he wrapped each tit up so my nipples were popping out with need. I couldn’t wait for him to beat them with his leather whip! He ties my nipples up with clamps that had little weights on the end and the pain made my pussy throb even more. HE knew how much I enjoyed nipple play and he was taking me over the edge to make up for lost time. My nipples were so red and tender by the time he brought the whip around, he was pounding on them with his thick whip, making me scream out! Holding onto the clamps on my nipples he stuffed his thick cock inside me and pumped my pussy hard. He must have missed me as much as I missed him because he came right inside my pussy which is something he never does. I was still lost in desire, hanging there with a numb pussy when he packed his bag and headed right out the door. 

Starring in Another Ass Rape Porn Film

ass rape porn blonde whoreMaster told me today I was the queen of ass rape porn. I love anal sex, but what he does to my ass is not sex, but torture. He threw me in a cage telling me “to shut the fuck up.” According to him, whores should only be used never heard. I had to back my ass up through the cage so he could prime me. He began with fingers, then worked his way to a full fist up my ass. He doesn’t use any lube. He needs my ass to hurt, he needs it looking raw and sore. Oh and totally gaping open. That’s what sells ass rape porn: mutilated assholes.

After he has my ass properly primed, I am permitted out of my cage so I can be tied to a sawhorse. This is when he inserts the anal speculum, cranks it open wide and starts cramming shit in my ass. Whatever he can find to torture my ass: baseball bats, broom sticks, wine bottles, candles… anything that will make my ass bleed, gape and prolapse. He is always amazed at how big he can get my asshole to open up. Once my ass was bleeding, practically shredded, he fucked me. Fucked me for hours and brought in over 50 to guys to fuck my ass too. Camera rolling the entire time. Anal gangbang torture gets my master off. Does it get you off?

The key to a good ass rape porn film master told me is a ton of cum pouring out my ass. So much so that there is a puddle of cum on the floor that I am forced to lick it up. The film ended with my face being forced into a bloody, shitty pool of cum.

Can my ass serve you, Master?

Cutting daddy off !

Well I’m so fucking tired of this holiday season, this damn family shit is for the birds.

Just last night, my father was so busy being drunk he didn’t even know mom slipped out to get a quick fuck from the new neighbors.  I don’t feel sorry for the pathetic fuck. He’s been nothing but a fucking drunk and done nothing for this family. All he ever does is drink, every holiday down the hatch.  Now he’s turned mom into a fucking cum slut with the neighbors.  Tonight I’m going to solve the problem.  I will wait for him to drift off into a drunken sleep. I will sneak in with my strategy.suffocation phone sex

The night is quiet mom is next door the time is right. Hatchet in hand I slip in quietly. There he lay rhythmic snoring because of the booze. He’s not going to know what hit him.  I grab mom’s soft satin pillow, slide it over his face. He wakes up violent shaking.  Its ok daddy I will help you sleep. He wakes and pushes me off and I fall to the floor.  I regain my stance, he’s in no position to fight me.  I’m able to push him back down with the pillow. He’s such a drunken bastard.  He tries to fight back but he’s to tired and drifts off to an unconscious state.  Now I bring my plan into action, he doesn’t even flinch at the first slice.  I get up a big blow and whack his worthless dick off, I mean mom’s fucking another men.  Why does he need it?  The blood pours out.  Soaking the sheets and bed, I put the pillow I used to suffocate him over it.  I stare at his dick on the floor thinking of how noble I feel at the task I have completed.  Though the time is getting late and I’m covered in blood I must retreat to my room before someone discovers what I have done.  I must clean up and compose myself.  If you can think of an alibi don’t hesitate to call.