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Torture Sex with Blair

torture sex anal torture mommyI answered an ad in the Backpages for a mommy model. Sounded innocent enough. Pay was good. Would help me buy party supplies. I meet this young guy at his family cabin. When I arrived, he looked normal, but the cabin was obviously abandoned, as were all the cabins nearby. I was in the middle of nowhere. No one would hear me scream.  “What had I gotten myself into,” I thought.

I ignored my gut, second mistake. First mistake was agreeing to meet a total stranger in an abandoned cabin. When I entered with him, it was set up as a studio, but rest of the place was creepy and dilapidated. He gave me $1000 upfront and told me to undress. I thought to myself since he paid me I was probably safe. We began taking a few soft core pics. He excused himself to get some more film. I waited on the bed for him. I felt a blunt instrument hit me from behind. I fell forward on the ground.  He grabbed me by the throat and dragged me into another room. Strung me up and started whipping me.

He whipped me suspended for hours. When he cut me down, he dragged me by the hair back into the other room, blindfolded me and told me I better be ready for some ass rape porn, because he hired me for torture sex . I did not sign on for this. He had camera equipment set up to film him violating my ass. He started off just fucking me, but made sure I understood that he was just priming my ass for more torture. I guess I was screaming too much and he put a gag in my mouth. Turns out the gag was because he knew that I would really be screaming for the next phase.

torture sex bondage mommyHe started fisting me, double fisting me actually, A fist in my cunt and ass at same time to stretch me out further. He said his audience loves a gaping asshole. I was tight and he needed to change that. When his hands didn’t result in the gaping ass he wanted, he shoved his foot up my ass. That hurt more than anything he had done yet. I’d never had a foot in my ass. His foot was way bigger than his cock. I was crying , screaming. When he was done, my ass was gaping open. He seemed pleased with his work. He got the camera right up to my ass to show off my hole. Then I felt cold metal against my ass. I gulped in fear. A steel hook in my ass. I felt blood trickling down my thighs. The pain was awful. He fucked me with a cold metal hook. Mutilated my ass. The longer he fucked me, the more I bled. I saw the blood pooling underneath me; I started to shake, get light headed. Next thing I knew, I passed out.

I woke up covered in blood, in excruciating pain, gagged, with a metal hook in my ass. Like the cabin I was in, I had been abandoned. Left to die in the woods.  My cell phone was in front of me, so I could call for help, if I could only get a signal….

Clowning Around Town

accomplice phone sex clownDon’t you love taking a sweet and endearing symbol and twisting it into the most evil and sadistic thing you can imagine? Who doesn’t like clowns? Not many people. Sure there are a few that have a phobia but most younger people love clowns and thus the idea was born. We got a van. On the out side it looks like a regular clown van. It’s painted in fancy colors and even has a clown nose on the bumper. The inside is lined with sound proof panels and there is a divider behind the front seats for privacy.  This isn’t your average clown van. You won’t find one of these in the circus and my friend and I are not your every day clowns. This van is a mobile torture chamber. We have almost anything you would want to inflict pain upon another. We are not here to make you laugh and smile. Our goal is to make you cry and scream and beg for mercy. Screams that no one will ever hear. Mercy that you will never see. Unlike the clown mobiles in the circus where all the clowns pile in and then pile out. In our van once you come in, you will never get out. We are just clowning around town and introducing all the wee ones that are curious enough to get close to their nightmares. Won’t you join us? accomplice phone sex clown van

A tortured night

 Nothing is drive my desire than unbridled sex. I get off more with a good dead stiff.  I used to cruise the scanner looking for perfect accident scenes where I could catch a glimpse of a dead fuck.  As time passed my mind became more creative and  needed my own fix .  I wanted to see what it was like to have someone die by my own hands.  So I plotted and thought out the most despicable plan to torture my victims.sex with dead bodies

 it started off I would cruise around looking for lost souls that needed warmth and guidance. When I had them in my grasp I through my plan into action.  I would drug them till they were floating in and out of conciseness where they were just of the brink of going into the light.  That’s when I could just push them over the edge with a injection of sodium chloride and continue on my feat.  

Do you think you can hold up to my desires of drunken dead men and rough sex?  Come join me in my journey of sex with dead bodies. 

Gangbang Rape Porn with Cassandra

Gangbang rape porn bondageGangbang rape porn is what was in store for me today. I was at a party, sipping on fruity drinks, dancing with a bunch of studs . That was what I last remembered. I woke up in a dungeon.  At first I saw no one, heard nothing. It was dark and damp. I was tied up with a gag in my mouth. Then suddenly there was a white strobe light flashing. I could see shapes. Then out of nowhere, a creepy mother fucking clown reared its ugly head right in front of me. Scared the crap out of me. I HATE clowns. He grabbed me by my throat, dragged me to another part of the dungeon. Forced me to look at the dead bodies hanging from the ceiling like sides of beef. He looked at me, lifted me up off the ground where I was trembling, and said, “This is what happens to bad little whores who don’t do what I say.”

I still had no clue what was in store for me, but at this point I would have done anything to not end up dead, mutilated and hung upside, wrapped in plastic in some unknown dungeon where no one would ever find me.  “Do I have your attention now, Slut?” he quipped at me. “Yes, I will be a good whore, just let me live,” I replied. He then dragged me to yet another part of this huge ass dungeon that looked like a studio. There were cameras everywhere. Bondage equipment. A about 100 naked well hung men. One chick and a 100 men. This did not look good for me, or my ass and cunt.

Gangbang rape porn evil snuffCreepy clown fancied himself a porn director. Director of Bound Gangbangs Productions. I guess it was a disguise so I would not be able to identify him. He told me he hoped I liked things rough because he was going to make me the hottest thing in ass rape porn. He tied me spread eagle to a work out bench. The men gathered around me, cocks out.  They just shoved them in my mouth. I was gagging. So many cocks, I could barely breath. I was being choked by cocks, skull fucked. My mouth was being gangbanged. When they started cumming, I was choking on cum. Drowning in it actually. They didn’t care that I couldn’t breathe. They started fucking my cunt and ass. Sometimes shoving 6 or 8 cocks in a hole at a time. I felt so humiliated. I was in pain. Could feel my ass gaping open, cum running out of me. The camera was rolling. Pennywise behind the camera. I felt like I was being anally tortured by the Insane Clown Posse.

My holes were cum drenched, gaping open, swollen, even bloody. My ass was prolapsed. I had been bound and gangbanged for an underground porno. But I survived. Creepy clown director let me live. Dumped my battered, cum filled body in an alley like garbage. “Garbage belongs in alleys,” is the last thing that clown said to me.

No One Expects The Spanish Inquistion

Mutilation phone sexOh those crazy, crazy Spanish in the middle ages.  Using all sorts of delicious sharp objects to help the Heretics find Jesus.  All in the name of the Church and God.  Imagine sitting in your little mud hut, just feeling miserable because you have nothing to eat, lice are biting your body and head, you smell like piss and shit and in comes one of the King’s guards.  They snatch you and your wifey up and you are taken to the center of town.  There in all their pompous glory are Bishops from the almighty Catholic Church.  You just know you are fucked.

They read the charges, you deny them, they say you are not telling the truth so they take you to a dungeon.  Do they sit you down, offer you tea, read a few passages from the Bible and have you pray for forgiveness? Oh no.  They get right to the torture, because what is the Catholic Church without some sort of torture?  They take your wife, rip her dress off and expose her milky white breasts and push her up against the wall, tits first.  You cannot quite see what they are doing, but you can tell by her screams that they aren’t showing her the scenic views.

They step away from her and they ask you one more time if you are guilty.  You adamantly deny any charges, because you didn’t do anything wrong.  Of course you are wrong, everyone sins, so everyone must repent for something.  They pull her shoulders and she screams even louder.  You plead with them to stop but they continue.  Then the Bishop holds up his hand and says with a sickeningly sweet affect in his voice, “All you have to do is repent then your soul will be saved and you will be absolved of any and all sin.”  You cannot bare to hear any more pain filled noises from your wife, so you lie, admit to what ever wrong doing they insist you did and ask for forgiveness.

The Bishop nods at the dungeon guards who begin to push your wife forward then yank her back.  It only takes a few minutes for your wife to pass out from the pain.  They take her from the wall and turn her around, her breasts are ripped to shreds, the meat is hanging loosely from her chest.  Blood is dripping down to the floor in thick drops.

You are yanked up from your seat quickly and your head is placed on an oak block.  Before you can tell your wife you are sorry, your head is disconnected from your body.  Praise Jesus!  Your wife is left to return to your village as a warning, nobody will speak to her, or go near her.  She is forever ruined, she is forever marred by one of the instruments of torture used called the Breast Ripper, and your soul gets to spend eternity in hell for lying.  Seems legit.

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Torture Sex with Venus: If You Can’t Use It Properly, You Shouldn’t Have It

torture sex goth girl mutilateDo you like torture sex? My dirty p step daddy sure doesn’t, but I do. My mom married a man when I was young who preferred my body. He crawled in my bed nightly for over a year, until my mom finally believed me and kicked the bastard to the curb. Now that I am older, and have a penchant for inflicting pain and snuffing out worthless bastards, I looked him up. Once a piece of shit, always a piece of shit. I knew he would take the bait and meet me for old time sake.

As soon as he arrived, I gave him a glass of whiskey, his favorite. I slipped a roofie  in it to knock him out. He woke up, tied up and horrified at what he saw. Two other men who had wronged me sexually from my past, bound and gagged, with mutilated dicks. I am a firm believer that if you don’t know how to use it, you should not have it. Going to force your cock on an innocent girl, I’m going to destroy it, very painfully too. I cut the worthless pecker off this guy who groped me and other girls on the subway. Chopped it clear off and enjoyed the blood splatter. Oh and his agony. He got it easy. I tossed his cock on the ground, trampled on it with my spiked heels, then fed it to a stray dog, with a smile on my face the entire time. I went over to dear old step daddy and asked him if he was enjoying the show.

Next up on the torture train was a school teacher who was once fond of flashing his junk to little girls. I shoved a scalpel down his urethra  and twisted it. I attached a shock device to his balls that sent painful electrodes through him every time he moved. With a sharp instrument twisting inside his pee hole, being still was not possible. He was screaming, thrashing about. I was wet between my legs seeing the blood, knowing his pain. Knowing he would never piss the same way again, let alone fuck again. Got even wetter knowing my evil step daddy was pissing his boxers in fear, knowing his worthless cock was next.

torture sex penis mutilationFor him I used a Victorian torture device called a Jugum Penis. Essentially it is a bear trap for a worthless cock.  I slapped it on his cock, then sat on his face knowing my sweet cunt smell would get him hard. Despite his fear, regardless of the carnage he had witnessed, he still got hard like a nasty p daddy does. Once I heard the snap and the scream, I hopped off him so I could enjoy the bloody mess that use to be his junk. That Jugum device shredded his dick. Even smashed his testicles. Eviscerated his whole junk. His nuts forever busted so at least  he would never procreate. I was going to cut it off like I did with bachelor #1, but I wanted to leave him scarred and ruined for life. I wanted his mutilated, tortured cock to be a constant reminder of his bad deeds.

I love torturing worthless cocks. Men who can’t use their peckers responsibly should not have them. Do you know how to use your cock properly or do I need to torture your penis, maybe even castrate you?

Bed Time Nightmares With Reagan * Chapter One: The Torture Sex Snuff Studio

Torture Sex Reagan She had no idea the Torture Sex snuff house was the location of her newest nightmare. “$2,500 is paid after film is completed. Room and board provided for the week of production. Meals included and transportation is provided throughout your time here at the house.” Shaking his hand she thought it seemed like a good deal. She only had to endure a week of the actual filming. Something she, and probably 99% of the woman in this world, had always said they would never do. But never say never. She then wondered about how the porn industry flourishes during these times, when almost all of America seems to be having economical hardships. How many woman did this industry soak up? She shrugged it off and was more than ready to start this week. She was ready for it to be next Saturday for sure. That day she would be walking out of this house, cash in hand.. and hoping for at least 15% of her self respect and dignity left. She would never see that day.Torture Sex Reagan

Her first day she was told to meet downstairs in the common room. This was more like a living room, but since this was once a boarding house, it was the common place of the renters. She almost felt comfortable in this room. Something would not let her completely relax, she just assumed it was the day ahead and what she was preparing to do. He joined her within a few moments and re introduced himself as Collin.

When she entered the basement she noticed it was bare. This was odd, and her brain immediately started to try to make sense of it. Should there not be a film crew down here? Before she could connect any reason as to why she was not on the set of a pornography film, but in the basement of a house where no one was aware of her location, she felt a sharp pain in her neck. The world went black.

Sense of smell entered her mind first.. damp, metallic, and sour. Hearing flooded her brain.. feet shuffling, several male voices where she was able to make out the few words “rape, torture, snuff film”. Still unable to move and not sure if it was the bindings she was beginning to be aware of, or her being half unconscious. Fearful to open her eyes, she was not sure of when that was available.Torture Sex Reagan

For the next few days her world turned to horrifying pain. She lived longer then most. Endured gang bang after bloody gang bang. Her flesh torn off of her body inch by inch. With each cock she was forced to pleasure they slowly peeled a token off of her tortured body. Some stuffed her ass with her own skin chunks while others ate them as they dumped their cum all over her gaping wounds. And a time or two was forced to eat her own bloody chunks. Machines were hooked to her in various places to deliver electric shock during her violation. At one point, her captors used a needle and thread to close her cunt and ass, only to rip through her flesh with spiked rubber cocks. In the end, Collin reappeared to costar in her last scene. As he entered her mutilated and gaping hole with a baseball bat, one last slice opened her gut. As her insides leaked onto the floor he was pushing them throughout with that wooden bat. Empty, bloody, and now snuffed, he coated her face with his sticky seed. And just in time to check in the next fuck pig.

 

Lets Play!

Teen phone sex BlazeIt’s time to play the game! I love babysitting these little whores. They have no idea. They run around like I am their servant. They think that the world revolves around them. After all that is what their parents have taught them. But not me. I know what the future holds for them. I  give them a little sip of a special drink to get them in the mood. And then a call to all my P* cock friends who want to have a little fun. Those little sluts will NEVER be the same again. And I can’t wait to WATCH every pounding moment of it. I make sure to set up my video camera so I can relive it over and over again. The guys can’t wait to get started. They want to rip the clothes off the sluts. And slam their cocks down the little whores throats. I had to play with my pussy while I watched as those big hard cocks borrowed their way into those tiny little holes! It was pure heaven. And seeing those big cocks explode pushes me to cum so hard. I do love my job!

Starring in Another Ass Rape Porn Film

ass rape porn blonde whoreMaster told me today I was the queen of ass rape porn. I love anal sex, but what he does to my ass is not sex, but torture. He threw me in a cage telling me “to shut the fuck up.” According to him, whores should only be used never heard. I had to back my ass up through the cage so he could prime me. He began with fingers, then worked his way to a full fist up my ass. He doesn’t use any lube. He needs my ass to hurt, he needs it looking raw and sore. Oh and totally gaping open. That’s what sells ass rape porn: mutilated assholes.

After he has my ass properly primed, I am permitted out of my cage so I can be tied to a sawhorse. This is when he inserts the anal speculum, cranks it open wide and starts cramming shit in my ass. Whatever he can find to torture my ass: baseball bats, broom sticks, wine bottles, candles… anything that will make my ass bleed, gape and prolapse. He is always amazed at how big he can get my asshole to open up. Once my ass was bleeding, practically shredded, he fucked me. Fucked me for hours and brought in over 50 to guys to fuck my ass too. Camera rolling the entire time. Anal gangbang torture gets my master off. Does it get you off?

The key to a good ass rape porn film master told me is a ton of cum pouring out my ass. So much so that there is a puddle of cum on the floor that I am forced to lick it up. The film ended with my face being forced into a bloody, shitty pool of cum.

Can my ass serve you, Master?

It’s time to get rough!

snuff pornI have been too nice for too long and now it is time for me to get rough! I want to start my new year off by taking my torture skills to a new level, I feel as though I haven’t fully explored the depths of my depravity yet and now is the time to try something new. I want to experiment with chemicals like acid, just to see how their flesh looks like as it is bubbled away or maybe I could play with some power tools, I bet a nail gun would inflict some serious pain in the right places. Hmmmm or maybe you could help me practice my butchering skills, I have always wanted to learn how to skin a bitch while she is still alive to feel every slice of the blade. I have so many new ideas on how to inflict the most pain, I really have no idea where to start! I am quite sure that 2015 will be a year filled with blood and screams of pain and you know what? I can’t fucking wait to get it started!