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Extreme nipple torment

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Daddy loves to torture his worthless slut. Seeing me in pain and begging him to stop makes Daddy’s cock really hard and ready to fuck me. Last night he tied me up and tormented my tiny little perky tits and nipples with hypodermic needles. He took one needle and slowly inserted it into my tender little pink nipple while I screamed and tried to wriggle free. One after another, he slowly inserted more needles into my nipples until I had five of them jammed into each tit. When he ran out of room for more needles in my tits, he was ready to fuck me. Seeing my nipples bleeding and hearing my screams had gotten daddy’s cock hard as a rock and he was ready to fuck me now. He slammed in and out of my pussy while pulling on the needles and making them rip through my skin until my nipples were torn apart and my tits soaked in blood.

Wickedly Evil Ivy

 

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Normal sex doesn’t do a thing for a girl like me. I was cut from a different kind of cloth. My cunt craves wickedly evil and just down right sadistic play. The louder you scream the wetter I get. I want to tie you up and torture your body for hours. I want to drag my nails all over your chest filling my fingernails with your skin and blood. My soft full lips long to lick the blood from your deep cuts. I want to bit your nipples until I taste your warm blood. I long to drag my teeth up and down the sides of your big hard cock before I bite down so hard and use my teeth to rip your hard throbbing cock off of your body totally castrating you. Feeling your big hard cock detach from your body makes my cunt squirt in pleasure.

Snuff Sex Hook Up

snuff sexI signed up to swing with a couple, not for snuff sex. In their ad, they stated they were a kinky couple looking for a blonde buxom playmate for bedroom fun. They said light bondage and BDSM. It sounded fucking hot and not dangerous. I guess if I would have thought with my head instead of my cunt, I would have known going to a stranger’s place is always dangerous. Things started out fun. No read flags went off for me until the wife handcuffed my hands behind my back and shoved a spiked dildo up my ass. One moment we were laughing and spanking each other affectionately, the next moment she was treating me like I was her slave. The husband retreated from the room for a few. He came back with an executioner’s mask on and a spiked cock ring on his dick. When he skull fucked me, the skin on my lips and inner cheeks started to tear. All I could taste was blood in my mouth. When he came, it stung, and I pleaded for mercy.  She fucked my ass harder, and he followed suit with my mouth. I was swallowing blood and it was dripping down my ass too. They told me they always wanted to make a snuff porn and I fell right into their laps. I used an anonymous hook up app that was untraceable. I was in trouble. They fucked me for hours with spiked objects, while I bled. She branded their initials on my ass. They burned my flesh for some perverse pleasure. Finally, they grew tired of me for the night. They left me chained in the basement while they went upstairs to sleep. It was hard to fall asleep when I knew I was dead in the morning. I heard the door to the basement open. Down came a young boy. Fuck, they had a son. I pleaded with him to let me go. He did, but not after he forced his little dick in my battered ass. Like father, like son, I guess. I would have let him impregnate me if it meant I could escape. I ran out of the house like a bat out of hell and never looked back. No more online hook-ups for me.

Small Game Hunting

Snuff phone sexMy Grandfather is the one who taught me how to hunt.  He is also the one who taught me how to dress all manner of animals properly.  I thank the Goddess for him every day.  He also taught me how to stalk prey.  How to use a bow, rifles, traps, snares, and various knives.  He was a good, very strong man.  I once saw him go after a member of Law Enforcement with a shovel.  My Grandfather took no shit, nor were any fucks given by him.  It is because of him that I am so proficient at what I do.  When most girls were going to sleep overs, or playing with dolls, I was with him.  I was sharpening his blades, cleaning his guns, practicing my marksmanship, and stalking skills.

The best part of hunting was when Small Game Season started.  I would spend many cold months out with him hunting rabbits, squirrels, and other tasty things.  My very favorite part was when he would hit something but he wouldn’t kill it.  We would send the dog in to retrieve it, the retriever would place it gently at my Grandfather’s feet.  If it was still alive he would say, “Indi? What do we do?”  I would pick up the animal.  I will never get the smell of a feral animal out of my brain, or the sight of it’s eyes, looking at me,  it’s heart beating fast beneath it’s still warm soft body.

I would hold it up by it’s scruff, then place my one hand below it’s neck, then the other under it’s face, and twist.  Sometimes I would have to do this a few times, because I was small.  Have you ever heard a rabbit scream? If you have you will never forget it.  When it’s head was finally hanging like a rag doll to the side of it’s body my Grandfather would smile and tell me that I did a great job.

I still go small game hunting.  The smells are different, it is more like warm sun kissed skin mixed with soap, or salt from tears that have stained it’s face.  They are still soft, they still have big eyes that look up at you, they still have the rapid heartbeat, the only thing that has changed is the scream.  It is louder now, but I love that, don’t you?

Choke on Daddy’s Cock

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Daddy got really drunk last night after the super bowl. He came stumbling into my room and demanded I suck his cock. I got down on my knees and started to suck and stroke him, but that wasn’t good enough. He was drunk and pissed that his team lost, and he wanted someone to take out his anger on. He slammed my head down onto his cock until he was balls deep in my mouth and blocking my airway. I tried to pull away and struggle, but he slugged me across the cheek. My eye swelled up and I could feel blood trickling down my neck. He continued ramming my head down onto his cock by holding each side of my head in his hands and slamming it up and down. I couldn’t breath and ended up vomiting all over his cock and the front of my chest, but he didn’t care. He didn’t release me until he came. He hit me again for puking on him and made me clean it up. My nightgown was covered in puke and I couldn’t see out of my eye, but I managed to clean up the mess I had made before he got angry again.

As You Ordered

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I have exactly what you asked for.  Big tits, long hair, big eyes, unmarred skin.  It took some doing finding someone their age without any type of blemish to their skin, but I managed.  I always do.  I have kept her safe and sound in the root cellar of a neglected property that you own just as instructed to do.  You are paying me a good sum of money to have her ready for you and I always give my clients the upmost customer service. 

The other thing you wanted was for her to be mentally broken.  It has taken me a long time to do so, but she is now ready.  You didn’t want her broken so that she will be complacent, not at all.  You wanted all humanity stripped from her so she is more feral, you want her to put up a fight.  This is why the length of time has come into play.  This is something that doesn’t happen in a week, a month or even a year.  Many years have gone by, each month I would see your payment hit my bank account and I would continue her ‘training’.

Now she grunts, eats off the floor, shits in the corner and never ever leaves the room.  I don’t even speak to her.  At first she would beg for me to say something, anything at all, and the tears, dear Goddess those fucking non-stop tears.  If you weren’t giving me so much money I would of stomped her head flat just to get them to stop.  However, now, she has forgotten what human words sound like.  Her living space, or existence space, since what she is doing is no where near what we consider a life, is dark, quiet, and lonely.  When you reach out to her she pulls away, only to hiss at you as a warning to stay away.

She smells like sweat, piss, shit and dirt.  All in all she is a truly pathetic sight.  Now that the last payment found it’s way into my lovely hands I will stop by your place of business later in the day and drop off the key to her room.  She is ready for you to do with as you wish, and if you would be so kind as to tell me exactly it is that you do for her I would genuinely love to hear the details, and if you ever need me again, you know how to reach me. 

Daddy’s Little Torture Whore

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Daddy loves his little torture whore! Every day he finds new and inventive ways to inflict pain and suffering on my little body. He loves to tie me up and torture my tits by binding them til they are black and blue and slicing off my grotesque dead nipples. Daddy loves crushing my toes with his steel toe boots and snapping my fingers one by one. The sound of my bones snapping makes daddy so hard. He loves pinning my pussy lips open with thumb tacks to fuck my pussy so hard. He loves to knife my cunt and asshole to carve a nice bloody hole for him to fuck. Daddy also loves to bring little whores that I can watch him snuff and torture. He gouges out their little teeny eyes to shove his thick into their eye socket and fuck their squishy brains until they spill out onto the floor. Daddy loves finding these ways to fuck with me before he fully snuffs me. 

Whore Punishment

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My daddy found out I had been a little whore and fucking lots of guys without his permission. Daddy wants me to be a whore for him only, other men have to have his permission to use my holes. He slapped me across the face for being a whore and wrapped a belt around my neck and tightened it until my eyes began to pop. He accused me of being a whore and demanded to know if I had let any of them fuck my ass. Hoping he would let me go if I told the truth, I nodded my head yes. I had been a whore, and I had let many men fuck me in the ass. It was the truth. Instead of releasing me, he flipped me onto my stomach and pulled my ass cheeks apart, exposing my tender asshole. He told me I was his and only his and that I needed to be punished for letting other men sodomize me. He dragged me into the kitchen and began heating up a metal object on the stove, it was a brand. He was going to brand his name into my ass to make sure every man who fucks me knows whose worthless whore that I am. He stuck the hot iron brand to the tender skin of my ass and I could feel my flesh burning and searing away. The smell of charred flesh filled the air. When he had properly branding me as his, he stuck his hard cock into my unlubed asshole and began to fuck me. I don’t know which hurt worse, his cock ripping my ass apart, or the blistering burnt flesh on my right buttock. I passed out from the pain before he even finished and he continued to fuck my limp and lifeless body.

Gator Bait

Snuff pornYou my Love, have a fantastic flare for the dramatic.  When you asked me if I wanted to go out on your airboat I was all for it.  I have always wanted to go on one.  You said you had to go and get some stuff for our adventure and to meet you back at your place later that day.  You left, and I left.  You texted me and told me that you were ready.  I made my way over.  When I stepped onto the boat I saw a camera, a camera pod and a couple of burlap bags that were wiggling around.

I asked you what was in the bags and you said, “Gator bait.”  I was sort of excited to see an Alligator in the wild, as I had never seen one. We pulled up to what I would call a ‘shack’.  It looked like shit, my excitement waned a bit.  You asked me if I had enjoyed the ride out, I said yes then asked what we were doing here.  You told me to go inside.

I walked in and there was a pretty nice bed in the shack, a sofa, lighting, a sound system, and what looked like a rack of different costumes.  I had no clue what the fuck was going on.  You brought in the camera, tri-pod, and the bags, that were still wiggling around like mad.  You smiled and asked me if I was ready.  I said, “Sure?”  You grinned, went over the bed and dumped out the first sack.  I thought you had chickens or some other sort of small animal in there, but certainly not the type of mammal that fell out of the bags.

I asked you were you got these, and you said that that was your secret.  I looked down at them.  They were small, rags stuffed into their mouths, then duct tape over that, chubby hands and chubby ankles tied tightly.  Their eyes filled with unshed tears.  They were looking up at me.  They were so scared they were trembling.  You came out and had a hood on and your ink was completely covered over.  You told me that you wanted me to work the camera, that the people who you work for needed new content.  You showed me what to do then walked around to the bed.

I made sure I had you in focus and you began.  The minute you ripped the duct tape off, and removed the rags, the screaming started and it didn’t stop until they were too damaged to make any loud noises.  Their breath was coming in shallow waves.  You came up behind me and pulled me outside.  You told me very quietly that I was to follow you with the camera.

I did as you said to do.  You took them outside, one by one you pierced through their abdomen with a huge hook, then you slapped one by one into the dark murky water.  Then you dangled them over the water, allowing their blood to drip down into the darkness  In no time at all a gator was jumping up to take the bait.  It was one of the most amazing things I have ever seen.  One by one you feed the Gator. 

After you were done you told me that the Gator came around ever since you started to come here because it knew it would get fed.  You asked me if I had a good time, I told you, “Hell yes!” We packed up everything, got on the boat and left. You told me that I had an open invitation to join you and help film anytime I wanted.  I plan on taking you up on your kind offer, not just once, but many times.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies w/ Sadistic Gray

Just follow me to the darkside little one… I have cookies and delicious cakes… Luring the young sweet prey into the hunting van is always so much fun, each one has their individual weakness and knowing what the sweet red headed youngster you have been stroking off to is weak for is the first notch in the puzzle. As a people watcher, in a very analytical way I might add, has made me understand the personality traits of the prey that I stalk. The victims I gather have to satisfy my sadistic needs first and then be able to appease some upper crust p-daddy cocks, after all they pay so good for that sweet young flesh. I love to torture and brutalize my little street rats that I gather up and clean up really good only to watch them get torn apart and fucked until their little bodies are stiff and blue.

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