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Snuff Movies with My Eldest Son Hurts But Gets Me Coke

snuff moviesMy eldest son, technically my stepson, forces me to make snuff movies with him. Violent, hardcore snuff flicks that seem so real, that most times I think I might die. He’s been blackmailing me for years. My coke habit he supports but I need to really work for it, especially this new pink cocaine that’s so good and strong.

When he calls, I come. Because if I do not, he will tell his father all about the coke I do still. And he will tell his father about every sick and depraved thing I have done to get coke. My husband might stay with me if he thinks I am an addict. But if he knew about the gangbang rape porn I have made in the name of coke, he would leave me and take the boys with him.

So, I am a slave to my stepson. Always will be his slave, his cock sleeve too. Although, I hate being his beck and call whore, I have no choice. Last night, he needed his cash cow to abuse for his live stream. Nonstop abuse. First, he put a mix of oranges and apples in a pillowcase and beat me with them. It is a weird form of torture. You feel the pain. But no bruises on the body. It’s like magic torture.

My Eldest Son Enjoys Beating Mommy Beautiful for His Viewers

Because he live streamed this, the invisible bruises did not stay invisible. His fans wanted blood and bruises. So, he gave them what they wanted. My stepson enjoys inflicting torture sex. He swung a baseball bat at my rib cage. Although I heard some bones break, I did not feel them until I woke up this morning when the pink cocaine wore off.

The same bat that cracked a few ribs, prolapsed my asshole too. It is not a live stream party until he forces me to push out my asshole for some abuse and humiliation. And of course he turned my prolapse into his cock sleeve. That’s a given. I feel grateful that he did not have much time to abuse me. Who knows what would have happened if he had longer time. Small blessings, I guess.

Torture Sex Fantasies Turn Real When You Fantasize about Castration

torture sexTorture sex fantasies never remain fantasies for me. I specialize in extreme cock and ball torture. Although I do castrate losers, sometimes I just enjoy ruining their junk without removing a man’s balls. There is a thing called chemical castration. Although it refers to taking a pill to kill the sperm, I have my own form of chemical castration.

When I am in the mood to ruin a guy’s manhood, I put on spiked heels and do a little jig on his testicles. That deflates them. Ruins them for life. Sometimes, I put a castration ban around a pair of nuts. But cutting off the blood flow kills the balls. Destroying those testicles rendering them useless. And once a loser’s balls shrivel up and die, they can no long procreate or fuck. However, most days, that satisfies me enough. I love the fact that men can look down at their dead balls and remember me fondly.

Okay, perhaps they do not remember this sadistic phone sex bitch fondly. But they will always remember me. And hopefully they will have nightmares about me forever. Trevor, my latest victim, begged me to castrate him. How fucked up are you if you beg me to castrate you? I do not play games. So, no roleplays for me. If you tell me you fantasize about a sexy bitch mutilating your junk, I deliver.

I Do Not Do Fantasy Castration. Real or Nothing with Me.

Poor sap. I shocked him when I turned his fantasy into reality. Not a problem for me. And, I feel no remorse for such things. In fact, I never feel remorse. I make the world a better place for women when I neuter losers like Trevor. We had some drinks at a Goth bar. Then I took him back to his place and tortured his balls. You cannot tell me you have fantasies about castration phone sex and expect me to simulate your cock and ball torture. But I do not work that way.

I tied Trevor up and trampled his worthless nuts. I put on some Led Zepplin and danced in my spiked heels on his nuts officially busting each nut. His screams of pain only made me dance longer. Your pain is my aphrodisiac. Even though I ruined his balls in less than ten minutes, I kept on torturing his dead sack with needles and razor blades. When I left him, he had passed out in his own puke with his balls dying. Perfect date night for me.

Taboo phone sex just when you thought it was safe.

Taboo phone sex             Taboo phone sex just when you thought it was safe. Boy, were you wrong. Nothing is safe.  Not you, not me, not no one. Going to rock you, sock you, kick you in the nads. Now that is fun. For me.

            Come mister tally man tally me some cocks. Wrack them up for me to knock them down. As soon as you enter you know you are with a killer. Now, I am not just any killer. I am the killer that will be taking you apart.

            Piece by piece that is why I am the Killer phone sex queen bee.  All in all, I will kill, for the good of the hive. To be sure it is necessary. I like being a killer. Do you like being snuffed out like a little bitch? Bet you do. After all, you come a crawling on your belly like a low-down piece of dirt.

            Begging and pleading with your mommy. Well, mommy isn’t here right now. In fact, all you got is the killer bee that is going to sting you to death. Slow and painful.

To be sure it will be torturous. It is what you deserve.

Medical Fetish Phone Sex Calls are Perfect for Pain Sluts

medical fetish phone sexMedical fetish phone sex calls can get wild sometimes. But I am always down for a wild ride. Honestly, as a sexy switch, I will admit that I enjoy cock and ball torture. My bestie, Kelly, taught me how to use sounding devices and castration bands on men. She’s a lifestyle dominatrix. Former stripper who took me under her wings when I was barely legal and just starting out in the adult world.

She has this client named Earl, who is a total masochist. He is into self-harm and CBT. She has been inflicting pain on his balls for a decade now. He wanted to spice things up a bit with two hot women for a cock and ball torture sex session. Kelly asked me, and I was game, especially when she told me how much he would pay for both of us. So, I put on my spiked heels, a short leather skirt and a leather corset, and joined her to destroy Earl’s junk.

Kelly tied him up to his four-poster bed. But she let me go first. And I could not decide what to do first, so I got the sounding device, dipped it in some Icy-Hot and inserted it into his pee hole. Watching his eyes tear up, told me I did it right. Kelly slapped his balls while I worked that sounding device in and out of his tiny little pee hole. I knew that shit had to burn.

Some Men Enjoy a Sexy Bitch Mutilating Their Junk

Kelly and I agreed to put a castration band on him for shits and giggles. We did not plan to castrate him though. We just wanted to make him painfully uncomfortable. But the band went on so tightly we could not get it off. Oops. So, I suggested we use a razor blade to try to slice through the rubber. And that worked, but we sliced open his ball sack too. Initially, we felt bad. That was not part of the plan. Earl enjoys pain, but he did not want to get neutered.

He bled a lot. Cried more. But he still has his nuts. They just might have a nasty scar. He still paid us. In fact, he even tipped us. Turns out he enjoyed the mutilation phone sex surprise he got. He won’t piss right or sit without pain for days. But that’s what this pain slut paid us for, and we delivered.

Killer phone sex with the best makes a big mess

Killer phone sexWho am I? The Killer phone sex Queen, Daddy. I know you need my help; your daughter is a handful, isn’t she? Now she’s at that prime age, and she is driving you crazy. It’s a good thing you have me to help you. Bring her over; I’ll get her dressed right. I’ll put her in a lacy white negligee with some bright red lipstick. I’ll guide her to the altar. I’ll be sure to tie her to the sacrificial bed tightly.
Poor little thing will be screaming in fear, and I bet as soon as she sees you, she will give in. Since I was the one who prepped her for our little ritual, Daddy got to fill her in on what was going to happen to her. Tell her the Torture sex she is going to endure. I’ll get your cock rock hard and force it into her little wet hole.
I know the screams alone will make me cum, but since she is our slave now, let’s make it bloody. Your cock is way too big for her little asshole, so I want you to slam it in there, one hard big thrust inside. And then I want you to jackhammer that shit till she bleeds.

Castration Phone Sex Because Manhood is Overrated

castration phone sexGuys ask me every day what my specialty is, and I tell them castration phone sex. Your body, my pleasure. I do not believe you are entitled to your balls or your cock. Hell, some of you I do not even think deserve to live. But I enjoy torture, so I will hurt you for hours before I put you out of my misery.

I met James last night. Now I have not met him before. A girl I know asked me to release James from his manhood. And I never have a problem doing that. Manhood is overrated. This guy dumped her. I mean not a nice break up. He publicly humiliated her and ruined her name. Or tried to. And he cheated on her with her former best friend. It was some serious Dawson Creek shit. Not my scene at all. I am a no drama snuff porn bitch. But I took this job because Miranda paid me and I like her. She is a fellow Goth girl.

Manhood is Overrated

And I take care of my own. Some one needs too. Men need to learn that they are here because of us. We bring them into this world, and we can take them out of this world. And I took James out. But not before I tortured his junk with my knives. I drugged his drink as he flirted with me at the bar. By the time he got in my car, he passed out. I’m stronger than I look. So, I dragged him to my dungeon. He woke up when my cold knife hit his cock.

Cock and ball torture sex I excel at and love to inflict. I carved his cock up until it looked like a raw piece of meat. I peeled his balls like potatoes. Eventually, I did take his balls for my collection. He died from blood loss. And I fed him to my animals. The world needs less dick heads in the world. And I am taking care of loser men one dick at a time.

Torture sex goes deep and makes me ache

I live for Torture sex, for the exquisite agony that consumes my every waking moment. As a hot snuff slave whore, it is my duty, nay, my privilege, to endure the most violent, sadistic torments imaginable at the hands of my ruthless Master. I crave the feeling of his heavy leather belt slicing across my tender flesh, leaving bloody welts in its wake. Torture sexBut even a good slave like myself is not immune to punishment. No matter how diligently I serve my Master, no matter how many depraved acts I submit to, he always finds reason to discipline me further. It’s as if my suffering is the very air he breathes. And oh, how I ache for it!
When Master Daddy gets mad, he needs to take it out on me. He says it reminds me of my place. I think this time around, he really damaged me. I doubt he can make me a breeding whore after how he furiously impaled me. He took this long, thick rod and fucked me endlessly. There I was, hanging from the ceiling; I could hear my blood dripping on the floor.
He would use all his strength to penetrate me. The worst is when he twists it inside. He tore me up badly because it wasn’t just that rod he used. He loves a bloody cunt, and my bloody Snuff sex slave cunny got a Daddy pounding. My Master’s cruelty knows no bounds, and neither does my devotion to him. I long for the day when he will snuff out my miserable existence in the most agonizing way possible just to savor the final, exquisite moment of my suffering. For a slave like me, there is no sweeter release than that.

Taboo Phone Sex Might Just Cost You Your Balls

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is the only kind for me. No vanilla shit is offered here. Men are stupid. They see a Goth girl and think they can just fuck her. Like we are desperate for their fucking average cock. And men who think no means yes. I guess they did not get the memo that no means no.

So, when Gary hit on me at a bar last night, I knew he would get a free ball removal from me. Now, if he had understood no meant no, he would still have his testicles. But this asshole kept pressing his luck. And finally, I let him think he wore me out. Sometimes, men act so pathetic and desperate. I guess they are a slave to their dicks.

Balls are a Privilege Not a Right

Well, Gary will no longer be a slave to his balls because he no longer has them. So that means his dick will never get hard again. Without the balls, the dick hangs like a limp noodle forever. I went back to Gary’s place with him. I’m always strapped with knives, so no one ever gets away with anything with me. I convinced the loser to 69 with me. The first time I ever had a loser’s balls that close to my face, but I did not want him to see the castration phone sex coming. And he did not see it coming either.

His dick and his balls dangled in front of my face. Even though I did not want him anywhere near my cunt, I needed him to learn a lesson. So, I sucked it up. Although, I planned on using my knife to cut his balls off, I had a change of heart. I still planned on castrating him. But instead of my knife, I decided to bite his balls off. It’s messy. And painful. But fun. At least fun for me.

Men Who Do Not Take No for an Answer Lose Their Balls

My teeth tore through that thin skin at the base of his cock. He tried to get off me, but like a Pitbull, I did not let go. He could not shake me. Once my teeth managed to rip his ball sack off, I pushed him off me. He covered my face in blood. Not the first time. And it will not be the last time that someone’s blood coated my body. He laid on the other side of the bed like a rag doll. Limp and looking dead. But I did not kill him. He just went into the shock from the loss of blood and pain.

I cauterized the wound with a lighter. Then I left. Although I could have enjoyed the torture sex longer, I wanted to wash his blood off me. And the smell of his worthless sack. Luckily, I never got pulled over. A cop would know by the look of me that I committed a crime. Hopefully Gary learned a lesson, even if he learned it the hard way.

The best Ass rape porn is made with virgin ass

Ass rape porn Ass rape porn with the victims I pick will make us filthy and rich. Hehehe, I like to be evil, to inflict pain and terror, that’s why I am such a fantastic mistress. When I’m on camera, I go above and beyond for our audience. We can even shock the hardest perverts.
I’ll grab a slut who’s cunt is tighter than a drum and a sweet virginal asshole. I want us to take turns ruining that little bitch. My strap-on will go first to grease up her hershey highway and once shes nice and gaped, you’ll get your turn violently violated the little bitch.
Get your Torture sex dungeon ready, I want all the tools out for playtime. Whips, chains and whatever else you have to make the whore suffer. Remember, she is disposable. All she is good for is suffering,  made to be brutalized and destroyed for your sick pleasure. We’ll make that little cunt a snuff star!

 

 

Snuff Porn a Bloody Fun Fucking is The Best

Snuff porn is a right of passage to be a filthy accomplice to my new owner as a bimbo prostitute. This time around I am getting little girls lured into the crack way. Just helping them out with getting addicted. I help my owner/ Pimp/ dealer get the sweet piece of ass he craves.

Last night we finished off a filthy little slut. Obviously the slut wanted to be a start. We only cast one hit wonders. And her debut was her final chance at stardom. Just a virgin and that ass so sweet for the tapping.

Really, it was too fucking bad such a fine piece of ass proved to be too good to let live. Of course I did not wish to lose my spotlight as owners favorite. Finally I got to make my appearance. But this time I would not be the victim.

After some grueling hard core ass fucking and pussy destruction sex of that precious young black girl, so was finished. In the final moments of Owners load that little sex kitten lost her head.

Well, I kind of whacked her head right off that little brown girl body of hers. And Then I grabbed her by the hair and held it up and french kissed that bleeding dead mouth. She tasted soo sweet.

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