I rub my cunt while fantasizing about ripping a prissy bitch to shreds! Today when I went to the mall, I saw this fucking slut prancing around with a mini skirt and a crop top on. Her hot sexy body irritated me! Why flaunt it if you don’t want it to be abused? I was filled with so much frustration that my pussy was soaking through my underwear. I just knew I had to grab her. I waited until she was passing one of the back doors of the mall and shoved her through it. while simultaneously covering her wet mouth with my hands I dragged her towards my car. She tried to scream and fight but her sexy little weak body didn’t stand a chance! When I got her into my car, I bound her hands and ankles together so that I could see the fear in her eyes intensify. I wanted to smell her scared pussy all the way home. She looked so fucking sexy trying to escape being brough home for us to enjoy. I slapped her tight pussy as I drive home to make sure it was super juicy and wet for you. As we get closer to the destination, I could tell I was bringing her closer and closer to cumming! This slut was trying to hide it, but I could tell that she loved when I aggressively rubbed her clit! If she didn’t want her pussy exposed and played with, why would did she come out of the house with no panties on?? Such a fucking whore! I made her cunt squirt all over the dashboard as I pulled into your driveway. She was easy to pull out the car and into the house now that her snatch was partially drained. We get to the basement, and I threw her at your feet. “Good bitch.” you sternly say. My legs shake as I try to keep myself from orgasming from your presence and praise . I could tell by your smile that you were going to ravage this bitch! I can’t wait! What should we do first?
Tag: Torture sex
Dirty Play Time
He loves to take girls home drunk and high from a bar so we can have fun with her. He ties her up to our table while I start setting all our toys out. I woke her up by poring boiling hot water all over her face while he was stroking his cock getting it ready. He lets me play with them first making them worn out for him. I love getting my favorite knife and making small deep cuts all over their bodies and watching the blood seep out. I love to stroke his hard cock while listening to their screams and begging for me to stop. But my favorite part is when he flips her over on the table to where her ass is up in the air, and he puts his around her little neck so she can’t breathe while he rapes her little asshole until she is gone and he cums inside her little ass. Then I get to have my taste.
Castration Phone Sex is Fun for Me
Castration phone sex? I hope you say yes, but guess what? I do not care if a guy wants his dick cut off or not. Many of my castrations have been done for a fee. Some loser knows he has a worthless cock and wants it gone. Or maybe he just wants to be a sissy and wants his balls removed. I will castrate anyone who pays. I castrate quite a few who do not pay or even request a ball removal too. Men are living in the dark ages still. If I say get away from me mother fucker or leave me alone loser, I mean it. I am not playing hard to get. I am not the kind of woman you piss off. Because I just assume kill you then let you harass me. Mike was the latest recipient of my free ball removal service last night. We met at music venue. I was alone and wanted to be left alone to enjoy the music. This solo guy was all up in my space trying to dance with him. If I wanted him to bump and grind on me, I would have let him know. It was a seedy little club. The show was a sausage fest, but one less sausage at the end of the night. I had a knife strapped to my leg. When he pulled out his cock, he thought I was going to go down on him in a club, I knew I had to cut it off. This was not ball removal. This was cock removal. The tool needed no instrument. While I was on my knees, I pulled out my knife and sliced off his cock and squirmed my way out of the crowd to avoid detection. I think it took him a few minutes to realize what had happened. I left the show early but that was only, so I did not get arrested. No fucking dickless wonder was sending me to jail.
The Punching Bag Game!
When daddy gets too drunk he likes to use me as a punching bag! Daddy and brother love drinking and having heated arguments, sometimes they like to get me drunk too and beat me for fun. They love feeling my soft skin take their punches and let their kicks and slaps turn my pale skin purple with bruises. I won’t lie, I do enjoy it, once the pain passes and I’m left with a throbbing pussy because I know most of the time after I get beaten, I’ll be taking a cock too! Daddy and brother reward me for being a good punching bag with a face full of their hot cum, I’m not allowed to wipe it off so it gets in my eyes and makes me cry but deep down I’m so satisfied!
Snuff Movies and CBT
He said I outta be in snuff movies. I did not even know him. He was just some random creeper trolling my social media. He got a bug up his ass about me and the next thing I knew, I was being harassed 24 /7. I had myself a cyber bully. I did not think much about it. Figured it was some tiny dicked troll who could only dream of a woman as hot as me. Last night, however, I came face to face with my troll. He was someone from my past. A failed Tinder date with a tiny dick. There was no way I was fucking this loser or letting him force himself on me. Yes, he was bigger and stronger than me, but I am prepared for trolls. My life as a whore as taught me a few tricks. I had a taser in my purse. I grabbed it while he was on top of me and put it too his balls. While he was down, I administered some torture sex to his cock and balls. I am submissive to real men only. Not trolls who hide behind a computer with tiny dicks. He was pissing himself. While I was electrocuting his worthless nut sack, I shoved the baton I keep for safety in his ass. You should have seen the expression on his face when I shoved it so far up his ass it looked like it might come out his mouth. Pathetic pig. I stood up, dusted myself off and trampled his cock and balls with my high heels. I crushed a testicle. I impaled his cock. I put a hole straight through that tiny dick. This was some serious cock and ball torture. It was well-deserved too. I mean what a pathetic loser. He will never try to explore his rape phone sex fantasies again. Hell, he may never get an erection again. Losers beware, I do not mess around with tiny dicks.
Anal Torture Fucking
He didn’t know what was coming to him. He had been acting like a big shot on our date making sure he grabbed my ass and tits all the time. I told him to undress, and he did. I pulled my tits out and tied him up. I smacked his balls and called him a man whore. I shoved my panties in his mouth then a dildo in his ass. His eyes said it all, I took his man pussy virginity.
I kept pounding him and while pulling hard on his balls. Cock and Ball Torture always has turned me on but this time my cunt was dripping juices down my legs. I stuck my fingers in my wet Pussy and put them to his nose. I wanted him to smell my pussy juices while I fucked him in his ass. I then wrapped my belt around his neck, and I fuck his ass I pulled on the belt. The tighter it got the wetter I got. He stopped moving and I just slammed the bloody dildo in my pussy fucking myself until I came hard. Now what to do with his worthless body?
An Ass for Ass Rape Porn
He told me I had an ass for porn. I laughed because he did not know the half of it. I have been an ass rape porn star all my life. Even before I was the legal age to be doing porn, I was being sodomized. My father and his drunk friends popped my ass cherry. Popped all my cherries. If it was not for my daddy, I might be some boring woman instead of a twisted anal slut. I love anal sex, the rougher the better. This underground filmmaker wanted to make a movie with me after he saw me walking in front of him showing off my ass. I looked him up to make sure he was legit, and he was an adult filmmaker. Most of his stuff was hardcore gangbang rape porn. I watched a few of his movies before I texted him that I was in. He wanted to come over for a testing. I knew that meant he wanted some casting couch encouragement. I was happy to let him fuck my ass if it got me a part in one of his films. When he arrived, he was not alone. In fact, he had a small army that pushed through my front door with him. Next thing I knew, I was tied down on my bed with my ass in the air. They whipped my ass. Slapped it with hands and belts. One guy had a flogger. That hurt like hell. They went from that to fucking my ass quickly. Not one at a time either. This was no audition. This was a bunch of guys force fucking my ass because they could. The director made sure I knew I was not classy enough for his films. Apparently, I was good enough for anal torture sex. They shoved four dicks in my ass at once. When they could not get it up anymore, they fisted me, often two at a time. I should have known better. I mean why would a successful porn director want a used up blonde bimbo for one of his underground films.
Snuff Porn Kidnapping Accomplice
Always looking for my break in being a film star. One that will be remembered. I always long to be one that will be dismembered. The torture is unbearable when I am not tortured to my bleeding main character star role death scene. It’s ridiculous that I am always surviving this shit. I would just shoot myself but what fun is in that? I need to be on film and the star of the greatest snuff scene of the decade.
So I show up and I am used to play assistant and accomplice to a grueling brat abduction scene. I lure the brat in and help these men rape fantasy all of the holes of her little corpse. She is dead in seconds and they are just enjoying her while I help stretch out the asshole and cunt with all kinds of objects. Looking hot and trashy the whole time. This just isn’t getting me the ruin I crave! Can you please help me, Mr. film maker?
Hot Home Intruder
I do simple home invasions for the thrill of it. Sometimes the places are empty and I have fun just going through all of their shit, maybe do something fucked up like shove the heads of their toothbrushes up my ass or rip the last three pages out of all of their books, stuff like that. But I prefer the houses I break into to have someone inside for me to taunt and terrorize. Playing an unwanted game of hide and seek with a hapless homeowner is a lot more fun than sticking an Oral B in my butt.
The peeping tom aspect of it gives me an initial adrenalin rush that washes over me. If the conditions aren’t right for a proper B&E, I’ll stay outside for hours looking inside of their illuminated windows letting the simple stalk be my rush for the night. But when things go my way I can bust in without making a single sound and position myself in an indoor hiding spot so I can track my target’s every move.
If I don’t want to cause a scene I’ll just wait for them to go to bed then creep into their room so I can watch them sleep. When I need more excitement I like to make a sound for them to investigate and skulk in the shadows until the moment is right for me to step into the light and scare the everloving shit out of them. At that time of night they always run back to their room with me hot on their heels.
This is where I have to make a decision: turn tail and leave before the cops arrive or charge into the bedroom and turn that scared little piggy into the victim they were born to be. The choice is easy, I just base it on how I feel at the moment. I’ll leave if I’ve had enough, but if I want blood and cum then I have no qualms with turning that home invasion into a grisly murder scene.
Snuff Porn and Chill
Wanna watch snuff porn and chill? It is my Netflix and chill night. I do not watch sappy romance movies or chick flicks. Snuff or horror movies. Only things I watch. I had a guy over last night for a snuff and chill date. It was not what he expected, however. You see, he thought he was going to fuck me. I knew that was never happening because I lured him to my place to kill him. Oh, and castrate him too. The who is this Goth stalker loser. He is obsessed with Goth chicks. He still thinks no means yes. No never meant yes, losers. His persistence will get him killed. When I go to the Goth bar. I want to drink in solitude. I do not need some loser mainstream guy hitting on me to get his freak on. For weeks, this loser stalked me and persisted to the point I decided to end him. Now of course, he thought he just wore me down and I caved. His archaic thinking about women needed to stop. He needed to stop. Stop breathing. So, I played his cat and mouse game, but I won. I always win. I spiked his beer with Rohypnol, and he was out like a light. I wanted him awake for the torture sex of his genitals. But he was a light weight and passed out. I only put a few drops in too. Pussy. I did tie him up. He was bound and gagged when he woke up, but he was missing his cock and balls. Every man’s nightmare, right? I filmed it for him. I wanted him to see me carving his cock and balls off his body. When I took the soldering pen to the spot where his nut sack used to be to stop the bleeding he woke up. I did not kill him right away. In fact, he is still in my kill shack. I want him to suffer in pain and fear before I kill him. He is a predator. I will end him like I do other predators, but he will fill the pain and fear for a bit longer.

















