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I Can Make Any Girl an Ass Rape Porn Princess

ass rape pornI got my start in the adult industry as an ass rape porn star. I love being fucked in the ass, but now I get to train the new generation of teen anal whores. I was a teenager when I first started doing anal porn. The guy that gave me my big break hired me to train some new recruits. It was a good paying gig, so I would have been stupid to say no. No one trained me when I got in the business, but I guess I was already trained because my father had been fucking me in the ass since I was a young schoolgirl. I was daddy’s anal sex whore first. These girls I was hired to train were going to be sodomized for a gangbang rape porn. Young, barely legal girls desperate for money. Cute girls, but not the hottest babes around. They had tried a few of those cam sites but did not make enough money. That is because those sites have the more Victoria Secret looking women, so the average girls do not thrive. But on the dark net, even the average girls can be queens. Men love to see women of all ages sodomized and abused. They pay to stream hardcore anal sex. These girls were ass virgins though. I had to train them on how to be good anal whores. It starts with enemas. May seem nasty to you, but a clean asshole is often needed for anal torture sex. Although, some outfits like to film the girls getting messy. Blood and shit are part of violent anal sex. I know from experience. I got these dark net porno princesses ready for their first cocks in their tight assholes. Cleaned their assholes, trained them with dildos, and then let the men use them up. I had fun and I got paid! The director told me naïve little sluts come to him every day, so he going to put me on the payroll.

Goth Teen Phone Sex Cutting

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I’m sure you think that all goth teen phone sex sluts have razor thin scars and cuts all over their arms and legs from self harm and masturbatory mutilation, huh?  You think that every gloom and doom loving girl with a violently horrible home life can’t help but to hurt herself because it’s the only thing she knows, right?  That might be the case for a lot of these horrific phone whores, but not me.  I mean, I’m definitely a cutter, no doubt.  But you don’t think I’m going to slice myself up, do you?

Get real.  If I’m not doing a ritual or trying to freak someone the fuck out, I’m not cutting myself.  I’ve had enough pain and torture in my time, my price has long been paid.  I do love the feeling of slashing into skin and making tiny, bloody gashes everywhere, though.  Since I don’t dare tarnish my alabaster flesh with crazy little cuts and scratches, you know who I set my sights on when I feel like having a little cutting fit…  “Here, piggy-piggy-piggy.” 

Fuck pigs are great to use for taking out all kinds of aggression, you can do a lot with them.  They’re great to violently fuck, terrorize, abuse and snuff out, of course, but they also make for great canvases for any skin sketches you might need to get out of your mind.  The best is finding a goth teen fuck pig who kind of likes it, too.  Moans and screams sound great together.  After an intense round of torture sex with whoever, I like to carve out some lines or stars, write my name, shit like that.  “Please cut me” is always fun to cut into someone, it makes me laugh, like drawing “Wash Me” into the grime caked on a dirty car.  I don’t know, it’s basically like simple doodling to decompress from a crazy hectic day, only these drawings tend to be permanent.  As permanent as the fucky-piggy-fuck-fuck I’m using to create them, anyway.  We’ll just see where the cutting leads us.

 

 

Daddy Needs A Punching Bag!

Rape Phone Sex FantasiesUh Oh, daddy is mad again and I know well enough by now what that means for me! Daddy came home from work drunk and angry, I knew he was in a mean mood so I hid. I had only a few minutes of safety before daddy dragged me out of the linen closet by my hair, my heart raced at the thrill. I know I’m not supposed to like it when daddy beats me senseless but I just can’t help how my cunt throbs. I’m always hoping he will follow the punches with a violent pounding of my cunt. My brother came in with his cock out, daddy forced my head down on my brother’s cock shaft while he spanked my ass and ripped my stockings open. They brutalized my holes for hours, laughing as they made me cum, I was a bloody, sore mess of bruises and cum when daddy finished with me. I sure hope he feels better now that he knows I’m happy to be his punching bag!

Ass Rape Porn Star Blair Fucked Around and Found Out

ass rape pornI am my stepson’s ass rape porn star. He summoned my on Black Friday while I was shopping for his half-brothers. I told him I would be over later, but I had to finish what I was doing first. He told me if I fucked around, I would find out just how mean he could be. It was something in his voice. I knew he meant business. He is rough on my fuck holes as it is. I did not need to anger him further. I have fucked around with him in the past and found out the hard way just how cruel he can be. I took my sons home and made up an excuse of why I could continue our holiday shopping. I showed up at my stepson’s place and he was not happy. He told me I fucked around getting to him. I hustled as fast as I could, but I could not come over with his brothers. They still love their mommy. They did not need to see me being an ass rape porn star for their half-brother. They would not understand what was going on. My stepson slapped my face. I realized quickly that we were not home alone. He had two younger women in the house too. They looked terrified. I started to ask questions, but I was slapped again.

ass rape pornThese two young teen girls were barely legal. They were cute, white coeds. At first, I feared my evil stepson planned on selling them to a sex trafficker. They were just the kind of girls who go missing every day somewhere in this world. I was not sure what do. I tried to stand between them to comfort them. I think my maternal instincts came out. I quickly discovered we were all his ass rape porn stars, for the night at least. He had us all bend over so he could use a fuck machine on our puckered pink holes. He was streaming this off course. He said if I had not fucked around in coming over, I might have had a different role in this scenario. I should know better by now than to fuck around with my sadistic, blackmailing stepson. He brought out some hung studs to force fuck our assholes. I am more of a seasoned anal whore than these girls were. I think they were ass virgins because there was a lot of crying, screaming and bleeding. I felt sorry for them. I felt like it was my fault that he was being so sadistic. I mean a fucked around and found out just how cruel and violent my stepson could be. Lesson learned.

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Fuck around and find out torture sex

torture sex Fuck around and find out torture sex style! In high school I had a girlfriend who was my whole world. We did everything together she even knew about my past and all the sexual abuse that I had been through. Now my little bit has been through pretty much the same shit as me. Even if it was not as brutal as mine was. She was gorgeous and was my whole world.  She completed me because she was kind and soft regardless of what she had been through.  My men know me: I am not kind and I’m not soft because of what happened to me. its the exact opposite! And then one night my demons got the best of me and I introduced her to torture sex. I have to admit it fried her brain just a little bit.  I listened to the devil and hurt her bad!  Horror Slut Harper was pulling and biting her nipples so hard they bled and wrenching pussy clamps to her lips until she screamed. We were supposed to have a safe word but I didn’t listen.  In the end, I would be the girl that fucked around and found out!torture sex
I remember how her soft light was gone and she was just a brutal bitch after that. I realized and having someone just as evil as I was was a blast. But not in a million years what I think that she would turn on me.
In the middle of lovemaking she was eating my pussy and she bit and pulled at my hood piercing. I remember coming so fast with pain! And that would happen next would be a blur. Suddenly big strong man hands are around my neck and I am being strangled. My girlfriend’s still between my legs biting my pussy lips until they bled. I screamed out once and then the world faded to black.
I woke up on a Anthony’s cross being beaten by a cat o nine tails. Pain was exquisite I tell you. My pussy throbbed in time to this torture sex! My bloody body soon was on the floor being humped by at least three big hairy fat men. Out of the corner of my eye I can see her laughing and masturbating. I fucked around and found out that if you hurt the wrong girl that’s been assaulted in the past… she will find every dark spot in her to fucking hurt you. She was a beauty and I don’t think she can live with what she did to me. I haven’t seen her since…torture sex

Torture sex goes wrong when master gets upset.

Torture sex I’m so grateful that this Torture sex didn’t turn deadly. Master you were out of control, and I should have known that your blood lust was too great, when you bled our fuck toy dry in the first ten minutes. You hung her upside down and made me suck your massive veiny alpha cock while you ate her pussy. She kicked trying to fight, the thing we both enjoy, but this time she kicked you. you saw red literally and figuratively so slit her throat right then and there without hesitation. It was terrifyingly sexy to see how little care for life you have!

I can’t deny that the warm shower of blood pouring over me while I sucked and jerked his massive rock-hard cock made me cum. the taste of his cock, her blood and his precum was delicious. The smell of her blood fills all my senses and I can’t help but to deep throat allowing my throat to milk your cock. I want you to cum for me and enjoy this moment, the moment you took that stupid worthless whore’s life. You are in control the one who makes the plans.

We planned on torturing her slowly devouring her fear and flesh for out thanksgiving meal. Obviously, that wasn’t happening now that she is dead and has no more life to give.  as you came the look you gave was demonic in nature. I knew that the death master was over taking you. You grabbed my hair and dragged me back to the rig I set up myself. This was for that worthless whore not me I wanted to help you torture. Well tonight I guess my luck ran out and for your impatience I must suffer. I felt the sting of a whip as I pulled at the arm restraints.   “Listen bitch it is not the time to test me or my will. I want to keep you around sweet one but at the end of the day you are just another kill!”

Violent Phone Sex Is The Only Way I Can Get Off

Violent phone sexViolent phone sex is really the only way I can get off.  We get a girl off the street bring her to our abandoned warehouse where we make our calls and videos, set her up in chains, gag her and watch her cry moan and bleed before we tie her up in the basement along with all the others. Some beg for us not to touch them, some swear they will do anything to get free.

Anything. 

Me and my Boys laugh and ask her again, “Anything?” “Yes, anything.” “Well we wanna watch you bleed.” And that is exactly what we do. We make her bleed and cum. Nothing like watching them bleed and cum at the same time. Some bleed more than they cum. Some cum harder than they bleed. 

Sometimes my Boys put me on the street to attract new blood. I will go into some crowded, smokey bar or club dressed in a trenchcoat a bodycon minidress some fishnets, heels and my silver knife jewelry. Walk up to a guy , lure him back to our place and well, after he is surprised when I turn on the lights and he sees my fellow cult members all standing there eyeing him like the fresh meat he is and how quickly his surprise turns to terror when he realizes how badly he fucked up.

Yeah he knows we are going to torture and rape him. Make him cry and bleed. Sometimes the Boys laugh and take a huge 12 inch black dildo and insert it right in his ass just like that. You’d be surprised how many of them actually get off on that.

Then we make them lick the blood off that big black dildo and make him swallow it.

Hurts so good! 

And when they cry like little girls we laugh and I kiss them all over their mouths to shut them up!

After the nipple clamps, blind folds and whippings. It’s down to the basement for them where we put them on ice for another time.

Be careful who you go home with after a night at the club. That’s all I gotta say.

Castration Phone Sex is for Tiny Dicked Losers Just Like You

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Castration phone sex is my jam. I love cutting off balls and even dicks. Guys approach me all the time on and off the phone to do for them what they are too weak to do for themselves. I did my first castration when I was 18. I did not plan on doing it, but this loser was forcing himself on me. I kept thinking if he was trying to force fuck me, who else was he trying to fuck against their will too. I always have a knife on me. That time it was hiding in my bra. It was a small knife, but it was all I needed. I remember the first time I had torture sex with a guy’s genitals like it was yesterday. It gave me a taste for cock and ball torture. Now, I am a junk removal extraordinaire. I will cut off your balls and your dick for any reason at all. Men who try to force fuck me are top of the list, however. Second in line though are all the men with worthless peckers who think they have what a woman needs. You cannot have a big ego with a tiny wiener.  That is not how things go. Men are not superior to me. Men with smalls dicks are not superior to anyone. I will say though many small dicked men know they are inferior and they seek me out to help them do what they cannot muster the guts to do themselves. Leo is my latest client. He got the castration chair last night. I was gentle with him. Gentle to me just means giving a guy a pill to dull the pain. It must hurt like a bitch when a taboo phone sex chick like me whacks off your testicles, and even your dick too. I left his cock. He can still pee like a normal dude, but no more erections for him. What about you? Are you able to admit your inferiority yet? I will take your balls and I will enjoy doing it.

Cannibalism Phone Sex Produces the Most Perfect Holiday Meal

cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex is perfect for Thanksgiving. I hunt my meal in August because for the best meal, you must prep the meat and that takes time. I found a nice meal coming out of a bar drunk one night. A college girl with some meat on her bones, which is hard to find nowadays. Most college girls look so anorexic. She was the perfect meal. She had just the right enough meat on her bones. She had natural hair. No tattoos. No implants. In a world of plastic Barbie Dolls, it can be a challenge to find an organic meal. I did not know how perfect she was until I brought her home and inspected her. If she had fake boobs and lots of hidden tats, I would have sold her to this sex trafficker I know. He loves white coeds. They go for great money. This one was all mine, however. She was going to feed me for all the holidays, and most of the winter months too. I spend most of the winter months in my kill shack in the woods. It is off the beaten path. No one knows how to get there. I am alone with the wild animals, but it is the perfect place for snuff porn. No one can hear the screams. No one can smell the flesh cooking but the wild animals. This girl has been screaming her head off from my basement on and off since I got her. I have been giving her butter baths daily to soften her skin. I have detoxed her and fed her healthy meals, so she is tastier. Hannibal Lector would be proud of me.  There is a lot of prep in Thanksgiving meals. But I out did myself. She soaked all night in a special sauté. Now, she is slow roasting over an open flame.  She may be my best meal yet.  I have a huge freezer to cut up and store what I do not eat. That means you can have some of my leftovers. I took a little taste as I was cooking her, and man, this is going to be the best killer phone sex meal I have ever had. Care to join me?

What Are You Thankful For?

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Of all the things you have to be thankful for, is gory, grimy, filth filled Gothic phone sex one of them?  Do you give thanks for all of the rainy, depression filled days and nightly dreams riddled with nightmarish visions of death and violence that plague your very being, or are you only grateful for the few fun filled, sunny days and magical moments of joy that trickle down through the tragic parts?  You know that you couldn’t have one without the other, right?  Have a seat, let’s talk real shit this Thanksgiving.  No turkey, no stuffing, no pumpkin-fucking-pie, I don’t even have a table for you.  Just you, me and some talk that might be a little hard for you to hear.  You need it, though.

I’m sure you’re appreciative of all of the dumb shit you have in your life: cars, house, family, status.  People love having that shit, how it makes them happy, I’ll never know.  What I want to know is do you give gratitude for the little, darker things in life that people usually don’t think about.  You know, the parts of life that some individuals are forced to reckon with that you might not necessarily think about because it hasn’t happened to you in your sheltered, pathetically unaware existence.  Not yet, anyway.  We’ll see how our talk goes and where this conversation takes us.

Of all things, I bet you’re most grateful for your loving family, huh?  Loving wife, attentive parents, maybe a rugrat or two running around?  Family is what makes holidays great, right?  You’re oh, so thankful for the clan in your kitchen cooking up a storm so that everyone can stuff their stupid faces and get fucking fat and watch stupid football and blah-blah-fucking-blah.  Isn’t that right?  Well, are you thankful for having a father who didn’t beat and abuse you and come into your room every night to have his way with your tiny little body?  And are you thankful that your mother never chained you down and whipped you with everything she could get her hands on and violated your virgin hole with random objects from around the house?  Do you give thanks to your parents for not using rape and torture as punishment when you were frowing up?  Maybe you should.

How about your closeted whore of a wife?  Are you going to thank her for not gaslighting you, taking all of your money and driving you completely fucking insane?  She could, you know.  You men are pretty trusting of the women you let into your lives.  Look at us talking now, for example.  Do you really think it’s smart to let a feminine force like me into your life when you obviously have so much to lose?  Not your smartest moment, I’m sure, but here we are.  Anyway, your cuntbag wife could just pack up your crotch goblins and all of your possessions and leave, one day.  You should tell her thanks for not being a complete psycho and taking you all out with some sort of poison or just flat out blowing all of your heads off with a shotgun.  I bet she’s thought about it.  

Never thought about being grateful like that, have you?  Grateful for all of the unfortunate things that haven’t happened to you that, very easily, could’ve.  And they still could, you never know.  Your mom might choke on a turkey bone and keel over at the table, stranger things have happened.  Your whole family might just die in a fiery car wreck while you’re all out driving around looking at Christmas lights.  If that’s your path, then so be it.  Or maybe, just maybe, the whole time I’ve had you here, distracted by both my bold, naked beauty and my wide open, rabbit hole of a mind, I sent a few friends over to your house to have some sadistic fun with your beloved family for Thanksgiving.  Hypothetically, if I did send some sordid baddies over to your place to eat all of your food, fuck your mom, wife and tots in front of your dad before they baste his brain with buckshot, would you be more thankful if I told my friends to let the rest of your family live or If I had them just take out everyone in the place?  Be honest.