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Taboo Phone Sex to Victimize Me

I’m a fucking victim, a useless fucking victim that is here for your taboo phone sex pleasures. There really is not a reason that I deserve to live much less even go with any form of dignity. Your looking at the most worthless fucking pile of shit around, and I deserve every degrading and mutilating thing you do to me. 

Fuck, I do not deserve to fucking live! You can snuff me out after you take every bit of use of me… make me a human toilet, ass rape porn me with a knife. I want to be shit on, spat on, cummed on, and fucking bled to death. I’m a worthless piece of shit this is what I deserve.

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Pavlov’s torture chamber

Torture sexI had blacked out, and had no Idea where I was, or how I got here. I was being drug along on pavement, but I couldn’t see anything. I’m blindfolded. Everything hurts like I had ran a marathon. My blindfold is removed, and my eyes blink trying to strain to see. Your face swims into view. I remember seeing you in the store, you seemed so pleasant. But why are you here? Why am I here? Oh god. You took me, didn’t you? Why?

You tell me to shut my fucking face, and do as I’m told. That if I’m lucky someone will see me again some day. You use a pocket knife to slice my clothes from my body, and strap me to something that resembled a massage table blended with a pelvic exam chair. You fastened my arms and legs down, adding a strap across my hips for good measure. My head was restricted as well. I saw a blank blue screen a few feet in front of me. You rolled in this powerful looking machine, which had two huge dildos extending from it. Oh fuck, oh fuck! You rolled it right up to me, piercing both of my fuck holes simultaneously. I cried out from the pain of the sudden gaping of my tiny holes. You slapped my face hard and told me to be silent. That I was just a disposable little fucking whore, no more than a pet, lower than an animal. You instructed that I was not to be allowed to speak like a person, that I was to only bark, and whimper. I was so fucking scared, I started begging for mercy. You landed a bone-jarring strike to the other side of my face, making me see stars. He turns on the screen, and the machine. I was bawling as the automatic fucker ravaged my tiny holes.

Minutes went by, bleeding into hours. I lost track of time in the agony of what was happening to my body. Every time I got close to an orgasm, the machine clicked off, and right when I would catch my breath, it would begin again. Over and over while the screen played videos of girls being savagely taken by man and beast alike. They were beaten, made to stay on all fours, eat out of pet dishes, shit in the corner, and present their asses when told.

You finally came back. My mind was broken. My body was a shit, piss, blood, and pussy juices covered trembling mess.

You stood before me. “What’s your name, pet?”

I whimpered. “I said, what’s your fucking cunt name?!” I managed a small bark. You were pleased. You collard me, released me to the floor.

“Time to go meet your furry companions, and your new masters you fucking cum slut!”

Castration Phone Sex?

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is so much fun.  You would be surprised how many guys are into it. I actually wasn’t surprised because so many losers I know in the real world want junk removal. They are just too scared to do it themselves. Well, that is what they tell me. I think they just say that because it is hotter to have a sick bitch take their nuts for them. I have all the tools of the trade too. In my basement, I have a castration chair. It is actually a refurbished execution chair. I got it at a prison auction. The fact that folks died in that chair turns me on. Creeps my castration victims out, but that is part of the fun for me. I like to tell them ghastly stories about the men sentenced to die for heinous crimes in the very chair I am removing their ball sac on.

snuff sex A couple nights ago, Lenny paid for my junk removal services. As I had him strapped down in the chair, I told the tale of an infamous serial killer who took his last breath where he was sitting. Poor thing pissed himself. He definitely did not deserve his balls if a little ghost story scared the piss out of him. Testicles are for winners. Too many man think they are entitled to reproduce just because they have balls. Nope. Some men are so stupid it is amazing they remember how to breathe. Not to mention some have such small dicks that the small dick gene should never be passed on. Lenny was one such loser. Two inch dick at best. His balls were huge in comparison. I separated his cock and balls. Used the castration band to cut off the circulation to his balls. Left it on for about an hour while I told him snuff sex horror stories.  The longer that band stays on, the easier it is to remove the junk. They practically pulled right off. A nice painful yank and a snip snip with garden shears and he was without balls. In spirit of Halloween, I got a bit gruesome. I used a hot cast iron skillet to stop the bleeding instead of a soldering pen. He kept passing out. But, I would smack him back awake. I still needed the rest of his payment. So who needs my junk removal services?

Are You Hardcore?

Don’t you think I need to be punished? Well I got punished good this week, it is when I was at school walking to my next class and it was really late. I thought I heard someone following me and when I looked back I didn’t see anyone. As soon as I turned around I got snatched up by someone. Big, Tall, and smelt like metal. That smell caught my attention as he was toting me some where. It smelt like metal, which I think was blood. At that moment I started to shiver, and he punched me in the stomach and yelled shut up. He tossed me in his car and then after I knew it we where somewhere. I was strapped to a table and he didn’t wast any time. He has a fucking chainsaw right above my stomach and he just started to get all into my guts. There was blood shooting everywhere, and he took my womb and but it in my mouth and made me eat it. Just fucking kill me.

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ass rape porn

ass rape pornI was in my room when master and his friend came in. They made me strip down completely and get on my hands and knees. Masters friend shoved his massive cock into my mouth. He jammed it into the back of my throat. Master put a baseball bat in my vision. “this is your fuck stick today” He and this friend laughed. He put a condom on it as masters friend made me gag on his cock again. I felt the cold metal bat touch my pussy. It felt dry. He’s not gonna put lube on it so it hurts worse. I quiver. He shoves my lips to the sides as he wiggles the bat into my tight pussy. It already hurts. He shoves it deeper and deeper until the girth of the bat is deep inside me. he twirls it around my pussy. Then he starts thrusting it. I scream in pain. It hurts so bad but also feels so good. My pussy is soaking wet for once. Oh yes shove it into me. “she likes it” his friend laughs. He comes inside my mouth and i choke on it a little. He slaps me hard. He takes out his belt and begins to whip me hard. Hes bruising my ass cheeks I know it. Master then takes the bat and shoves it into my Ass. I scream please stop. They both laugh. He shoves it so far into my ass I feel like I’m gonna puke. Masters friend is moving his lashings up my back. I feel my skin breaking and the blood seeping out of the cuts. I’m crying so hard I cant breath. Master fucks my ass harder and harder. When will this end. It feels like forever before master finishes. He cracks my skull with the bat and I black out.

GangBang Rape Porn in the Woods

gangbang rape pornGangbang rape porn sounds bad, but it is actually really hot. Even when I am not looking for a group force fuck scenario, once I think about it in the aftermath, my cunt gets wet. A few weeks ago I was jogging in the park near  the local university. I saw some college boys running. Thought nothing about it. That was until they swarmed me, pushing me off the path, into the woods. One of them recognized me. He knew my step son. He goes to the same university. I guess my step son has had some locker room talk about his submissive whore step mother. I was in trouble. I needed to pick up my boys from school. I pleaded with them, even offered to meet them later. Don’t think they bought that. They didn’t want anything consensual. They just wanted to take what they wanted. They started groping my breasts, yanking my red hair, slapping my face and tugging my clothes off. I attempted to scream, but got punched in the face. These were rough boys. One pulled a branch off a tree. After I was stripped naked, he whipped my back with it. I was ready to be their fuck doll, but for the meantime, they were content on making me their whipping post. I could feel blood trickling down my back. I grabbed the leg of the guy in front of me to pull myself up, but he stomped on my hand then pulled his cock out and pissed on me. His buddies started sodomizing me too. Not with their cocks, however. They fucked my ass and cunt with branches and rocks. It was torture sex. Not at all the gang bang style fucking I had expected from college boys. Some dog started barking and a lady saw us. She scared off the guys before they could hurt me deadly, but they know where I live.

Sadistic Phone Sex Thrills Me

Sadistic phone sexIn all the time I’ve been traveling these crazy roads, I’ve learned one thing. I like rough sex. I love being tied up, bound down, sensory deprived, and abused. I love having my breasts tortured, bound, and bitten. Feeling hands, crops, whips, knives, and all the other tools of a good BDSM session biting into my skin over and over gets my pussy so wet. But, do you know what I really love? Being forced to the ground and having my face fucked hard, like my life and being don’t even matter, as long as that dick has my throat to fill up. I love having my breath cut off, my throat filled until I spew all over that cock, and still having my throat fucked. And my cunt being abused is always amazing. Having my pussy poked, slashed, gashed, prodded, clamped, fucked, and fisted just brings me the ultimate pleasure. And, when you add all of that to my ass hole, too, I can gush for you.

Torture sex

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Having Torture sex with master! He came in the room to tell me I have five minutes to get ready. I’m sitting on my bed waiting for further instructions. My head is down when he walks into the room. He has his snuff sex duffle bag in his left hand. He always brings this with him if we are not in the play room.

He sits it down at my feet. Unzips it and takes out some rope, a knife, and superglue. I’m really scared but I maintain my position. He lays them on the bed beside me. He rubs my hair with his palm and asks me to close my eyes. I close them. I feel a wet burning liquid hit them. I go to open my eyes and master takes his fingers to hold them down. He is gluing my eyelids shut! He takes away his hands and I try to open my eyes. I cant! The pain that it caused to try was sickening.

He laughed. “I don’t want you to see anything coming just feel it!” I could here him shuffling stuff on the bed. He grabbed my arm and i instinctively jerked it away. He slashed my shoulder. I felt the blood trickle down my arm. He laughed again and took my arm and ripped it out of its socket and tied it up to something with the rope he had pulled out earlier ,I assumed. The pain was unbearable. I could feel the tears in my eyes. Master finished tying my whole body up to where I was in the shape of a star. Master then took something and lifted it up to my neck. It was cold and felt like metal. The knife. He sliced my throat from one side to the other. I screamed in pain as the blood gushed out. I felt dizzy.

Then I felt the same sensation of the knife on my nipples. Master pulled up my left nipple and sliced it off with the knife. Then he lifted the right nipple and did the same then. I felt as if it was simultaneously. I screamed so loud that I hurt my own ears! I instinctively tried to open my eyes and ripped my eye open. All I could see was blood. Mixed with the tears I was shedding it burned so bad. Why was master doing this to me. Because he could. He got on top of me then and rammed his huge cock inside of my pussy. He was thrusting inside me. He started punching me in the face over and over. He came inside me.
I felt my life source leaving my body. I felt that same cold metal brush my clit. I screamed no. He laughed. He then took the knife and pushed it inside me. I screamed over and over. I wish I would just hurry up and die! he kept fucking me with the knife over and over. My mind was cloudy. I didn’t know what was real anymore. I’m sure the whole bed was soaked in my blood. I cried but stopped screaming I was to weak to scream anymore. I couldn’t breath. The knife no longer hurt but I knew he was still fucking me with it. A deep sea of blackness took over me, and I ceased to exist.

My First Piercing

Torture Sex

As usual, master was punishing me for doing something very bad by forcing me into torture sex with him. I remember he was stuffing his cock roughly down my throat, . And I accidentally scraped my teeth along the shaft of his cock! He was so angry that he immediately back handed me across the cheek and slung me to the side to collapse on the floor in a heap. He walked away cursing and saying that I was a bad little slut and that I would pay. Shortly after that he came walking back into the room with a lethal looking dagger gripped in his fist. He didn’t hesitate at all before he grabbed a fistful of my hair with his free hand and slammed my back up against the wall behind me to hold me in place. Soon, I felt a searing burning pain as he slid the tip of the dagger completely through my sensitive skin around my nipple. Blood poured down my quivering stomach as tears slid down my face! This was the worst pain I had experienced so far but it was nothing compared to what I had accidentally done to masters cock while I was choking on it! I deserved more than a piercing.

 

 

I can’t get enough snuff porn!

snuff pornI just can NOT get enough snuff porn, what can I say? I am one sick and twisted individual! I know that you are just as twisted as I am though… and just as addicted to snuff porn as I am too! Why else would you be here watching me tie this bitch down? Your cock is growing harder by the minute as you see her painfully restricted and stretched out on the table so that we can hurt her anywhere we choose. You can force her little bald pink cunt open while I cut off her little nipples and force her to eat them… she will bleed a lot for us today! Snuff porn is an art form and we both know it… that is why we like to take our time and really savor the experience, even if our victim is begging for us to end their suffering quickly. Nothing ever happens quickly around here because there is no fun in rushing!