It’s always fun to see where the twisted and dark fantasies of my callers take me. I was born to be a torture doll but damn does my pussy get soaked when I’m playing the role of your evil accomplice! I just got home from a gig and I can only hope that I will one day meet the same fate as that worthless, little victim slut. I haven’t even showered yet. I need to but I can’t stop rubbing my evil whore cunt and replaying the screams in my head. My job was to assist with some extreme torture and to help dispose of a pathetic slut afterwards. The kinky twist was that the bitch was a willing participant when we started. Setting up for this one was really easy. I didn’t have any problems tying her arms and legs down to the table. I had planned ahead and convinced this stupid bitch that we were paying her to shoot a rough and dirty porn scene. I mostly watched, rubbed my cunt and handed Master the tools he asked me for. The look on her face when she realized what was really going on, had my pussy soaked. She tried to scream at first but I shoved her panties into her mouth and down her throat as far as I could. I kneeled on her throat and giggled while I watched her struggle to breathe. I watched him fuck her as hard as he could. He slapped, punched and choked her while he told her what a horrible piece of shit she was. I licked up a stream of tears off of her cheek before I spit in her face and laughed at her. I knew that the real fun was just starting. You should have seen the way that slut’s tits were jiggling while Master used a saw to zip right up through the middle of her chest. We knew we only had a few minutes before she went into shock and eventually slipped away, so I went to work yanking her organs out while Master forced his fist into her pussy and asshole. He went back and forth, ripping her holes open and punching as hard as he could before he started to disembowel her. I could go on and on about all of the fucked up things we did to that slut but I’m getting too turned on.
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