Tag: Torture sex

Domination Phone Sex on the Fourth

domination phone sexDomination phone sex is what I get for The Fourth of July. I hate fireworks. Never been a fan because I startle easily. Master knows this and he had a special celebration for me at the strike of midnight last night. He started his 4th of July celebration with fireworks. He was not shooting them off in the back yard with friends while drinking. He was lighting them off in his dungeon near my naked body. It was to terrorize me. I suffer from PTSD from my youth. My sadistic father would toss caps and other loud firecrackers at my feet and get off on watching me piss myself and cry. Master is even more sadistic than my father. He put a bunch of firecrackers in my ass and let them off. They burned my asshole and the flesh on my butt checks. It was torture sex, pure torture. They joked about my burning flesh like it was nothing. They pissed on my ass to put out the flames, but I knew better. They wanted to hurt me even more. Piss on my open wounds brought me to tears. They just laughed at the cry baby who didn’t like fireworks. They have been gang banging me ever since.

Forced BBC Gangbang

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Daddy had a craving to really see me used and abused. He said he wanted to see my tight little cunt and asshole so stretched out and well fucked, that they gape wide open and are never as tight as they were before. He found a dozen or so of the biggest and most well hung guys he could find online and paid them to force fuck my holes while I was tied to a rack. They jammed their big black cocks and fucked me over and over for hours. I had a big black cock shoved into every hole I had and was fucked for hours and hours until I was nearly passing out from exhaustion and pain. My pussy and ass had never been so stuffed full and stretched open like they were that night. Daddy filmed the whole thing to add it to his gangbang rape porn collection.

Snuff Sex in a Disappointments Room

snuff sexI put an ad on a fetish site for snuff sex. I was feeling kinky. You inspired me. I spend so much time on the phone getting fantasy slain, that I wanted a more authentic feeling experience. It was stupid. It was dangerous. It was one of the hottest experiences of my life. Many men responded to my ad. Turns out quite a few men love the idea of no taboo fun with a snuff whore. James was the man I selected to meet. Not sure why, but he sold himself well as a lifestyle BDSM slave owner. When I arrived at his house, I was led to his dungeon. Hot damn, he was serious. He had a bed with a cage underneath for his slave to sleep. He had every BDSM device imaginable. I was looking for more than BDSM fun, however. I wanted violence. I wanted torture sex. That was when he led me to a room I never would have known existed. He called it his Disappointments Room. It is based on Gothic history. It was a room in a house to hide people, mostly retarded, sickly and deformed offspring, wives and family from the public. It was like these individuals never existed. They never knew life outside this room. It was horrifying to think that a man like James could keep a slave hidden away in his own home and no one would ever know she was there. I was about to enter this room but was not sure I would ever leave. He tied me to a table with leather restraints. He pulled out a bunch of surgical instruments and that was when I had regrets. He told me what a stupid whore I was, as he sliced flesh from my breasts. He mutilated my breasts and my pussy, performing Dr. Jekyll experiments on my sex organs. I saw the camera rolling and knew this was a snuff porn and likely not one I would survive.

Snuff Porn Maker Needs an Accomplice

snuff pornSnuff porn is always on my mind, but tenfold during summer. I was stalking the community pool late this morning. All these precocious brats were cock teasing old perverts at the pool. I saw one teen slut in a fucking thong bikini bottom. Can’t vote or drink but shaking her ass all around the pool teasing the daddies there with their little ones. I don’t get it. These little whores can wear almost nothing and get pissed off when men ogle them. Hell, their parents get pissed when men look at them cross eyed and they let their girls go out of the house looking like hookers when they are still young girls. I am on your side guys. If girls look like whores, they should be treated like whores. I kidnapped the biggest looking whore at the pool as she was going home on her bicycle. Put her in my trunk, tossed the bike in the river. Drove her to my cabin in the woods, also known as my kill shack. I have her naked, strapped down and scared shitless. I have been having some fun mutilating her tender flesh. Don’t worry, I am saving the best part for you. So, if you like accomplice phone sex calls, I have a young whore ready to be fucked and tortured. Game?

Taboo Phone Sex Pain Slut

taboo phone sexBody built for taboo phone sex was why he called me. He said I looked like a woman who could handle some pain. He had no idea. As a teen girl, I was a cutter. It didn’t start off as liking pain. It was because it was what I could control. How deep I cut, how long I cut myself for, where I cut myself were all variables within my control. A few years later, I was using razor blades on my flesh because I needed pain to cum. I am no longer a young girl. I have been inflicting pain on myself and letting others inflict it on me, so I am now a seasoned pain slut. When Ted told me to do things to my body, he thought I was faking things because I was not crying, I was moaning. Pinching my clit, slapping my ass, pinching my nipples is youngster play to me. If you want to hurt me, you need to bring your A game. Once I told my caller I was a seasoned pain slut he had me burn myself with a cigarette. Now that hurt because I burned my clit.  I also rubbed Icy Hot up my asshole for him and I won’t lie, that hurt. I am pain slut. It just takes the right sadistic man to find my pain threshold with torture sex. Is that you?

Roofied and held hostage

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I have been in a daze these last few weeks. I remember going to a party, and after that, it all gets blurry. I felt someone grab me and toss me into the bed. I had been roofied and banged. I got so fucked up, and then I was sedated for days. How did this happen? Who could it be? I spent the whole time trying to see. The masked individual had me in the palms of his hands. I wanted desperately out, but I was his torture sex slut to the max. I wanted to be home so much and wanted the pain to stop. The more I beg, the more pain I got. I was going to be ruined til I understood my place.

Torture Sex for Coke-What Was I Thinking?

torture sexHe said it was torture sex I would enjoy. He was wrong. I don’t think any woman enjoys torture.  If I wanted my bag of coke, however, I had to let him do his medical experiments on me. He was like some sort of demented med student. He sells coke and high-end pharmaceutical drugs, but pills have never been my problem. I like cocaine. Cocaine doesn’t always like me though. Thankfully I was high last night because he put a cattle prod in my cunt and shocked me. It was the most awful pain ever. I was pissing myself and convulsing. He was stroking his cock. He said this was for a medical experiment. Instead of paying me cash, he was giving me coke. This was no medical experiment. This was torture for pleasure, his pleasure. He put the cattle prod up my ass too. I twitched so bad I thought I was having a seizure. Honestly, this was as hard as I had ever worked for a bag of blow. He even used a speculum on me and sprayed my insides with some sort of chemical. It burned and made my pussy bleed. He said he was sterilizing me, but I had a hysterectomy last year. He was just torturing me some more. I let him think he had left me barren because he got off on my tears. I just wanted my bag of fucking coke, but he was not yet done with his medical fetish phone sex experiments. He pierced my clit with a hat pin and laughed as I bled. I wanted to scream to him to just give me my damn coke, but I knew better. He was a sadist and I was his muse. I think he might have been a Nazi doctor descendent. Thankfully, I got my coke. I went home and dulled my pain with white line after white line.

Live Snuff Porn

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I am a snuff porn live feed whore.

That’s right I am privileged to be working for some of the most sadistic motherfuckers out there. See I had Killed off a couple of teen sluts and murdered my whole family. And someone very high up in the dark web snuff porn found out my dirty secret.  Okay so they weren’t exactly teens yet, but they were pretty little girls. I have a penchant for fat pussies! But I digress, my murders were covered up only if I agreed to be the female starlet accomplice in these dark web snuff flicks. Men pay good money to see and be able to participate from behind a screen. I am in charge of bringing prime cunny from all over the country to be gangbang rape porn stars. Only They won’t live for long. I love murdering young and I do mean young sluts for my sadistic men who pay big money for these underground killings live for them to cum hard too. My pussy gets so wet as I get to be the accomplice whore on camera using my hunting knife or other torture devices and seeing the last bit of light fading from those innocent eyes. And It is like they get to die twice as I tell my horny snuff men exactly how I killed them!

Daily snuff sex fun

snuff sexCum is like vitamins for me. I have to have it period point blank. My mom thinks her boyfriends are off limits. Yeah right! As if, My mom and I are more like sisters; she had me uber young, and it’s a toxic relationship. I have always been her competition in her eyes. All her boyfriends fawn over me, and I love the attention. I won’t deny it at all. I like making her mad and taking her boyfriends away. Once they come around, they start to cum inside me. I have something that dominates and hypnotizes them. I am a freak, and I am all for snuff sex. Its something my mom won’t do but I sure as hell will do that. My mommy also doesn’t swallow. As for me, I need cum shots and hard fucks every day.

Bondage Phone Sex Fetish Shoot

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex keeps me tied up and busy. I recently traveled to a different city for a modeling shoot. The studio paid me handsomely. It was a fun shoot. I had to be in pristine shape before the shoot meaning that I could not any cuts or bruising on my body. I had to restrain from any BDSM fun, so after the shoot, I was fucking horny for some pain and cock. The photographer had a major hard on for me. He was a handsome bad boy. I know bad boys are bad for me, but I am addicted. He looked like my worst nightmare and that made my cunt super wet. I have a thing for sadistic men. My need for a hot bad man will get me killed one of these days. He took me to dinner first, so I thought maybe he was not as bad as I thought. Dinner was just a distraction. When we arrived back at his dungeon, he strung up to the rafters. I was suspended like a side of beef in the air. He turned off all the lights. It was disorientating and scary. There was a long pause in time before he started flogging me. I didn’t know how he did it. It felt like every angle was covered. I thought there had to be more than just one man whipping me. I was right. The lights came on revealing the entire set of the fetish shoot. They all wanted to bruise up my pristine body and they did. I was cover in welts and bruises quickly. I was hoping to be gang banged, but they all agreed I was likely a diseased whore, so I was just whipped until my skin was a far cry from pristine. The life of a bondage whore.