He needed an accomplice phone sex partner. And I practically begged for the gig. Sometimes, on the dark web, you can bid on jobs. Not the highest bidder sort of thing. But a competition to see who the best accomplice might be for the job. Since I appeared to be the only female wanting the job, I used my sexy body to get chosen.
If you get my help with a murder job and get to fuck me, that’s like a double win. But I wanted the job so badly because I knew the target. My client wanted help killing a man I recognized as a friend of my father’s. The man used me as his ass rape porn star when I was just a little girl. I begged him to help me escape the hell hole I grew up in, but he just took advantage of me like my daddy did. Although it is never smart to mix business with pleasure, I needed this gig. I wanted closure.
I did not care why my client wanted to kill this man. Likely he screwed him over in business. But I did some research. He sexually assaulted his daughter, but the police never pursued charges because she admitted to being drunk when it happened. I would get revenge for her. And for me too. He had no clue who I was. I changed my appearance quite a bit since he last saw me. When I met him at a sleazy dive bar, he took him home. Not to my home, but to my client’s summer home in the woods.
I drugged him with just a little oxy dust on my boobs. We tied him up and woke him up. Although I never told him who I was, I wanted to tell him. My client needed revenge. He needed justice for his daughter. Cock and ball torture sex seemed fitting. So, I carved up his cock. Took his balls too. But I made him feel everything. I suggested I peg his ass raw too. He needed to know what it feels like to get fucked against your will.
The little bitch cried. Cried! Of course, I did cut his cock off and shoved it down his throat. After hours of torture, we killed him. Let him bleed out on the bed. We fed his body in bits to the alligators. If any of his remains are found, it will look like a drunk man got too close to the edge of the swamp and fell in or a gator just snatch him. However, I doubt any of his remains will be found. Those gators looked hungry. Double revenge and I got paid. Best day ever.
If you watch teen rape porn, you have likely seen some of the ones I helped make. However, the ones I assist on usually can only be found on the dark net. But I don’t mind that my work ends up there. Of course, we do not use our real names on the dark web. Sometimes law enforcement surfs the dark web to catch the idiots who use ips linked to them or their real names. However, most of us folks on the dark web appear savvy.
I meet men in dark web chat sites often. We get a relationship going and often spark a plan. Riley wants to fuck this girl who is best friends with his niece. She is a hot teen slut and a cock tease. I told him that I am an excellent accomplice and would love to help him explore his rape phone sex fantasies. He agreed to meet. It took me awhile to plan it. But I mapped out the girl’s routine. Stalked her social media and played to her desire to become famous.
I lured her to a dingy little trailer I own that’s perfect for teen porn, even snuff flicks. Once she arrived at my trailer, she knew I was no influencer looking to build my brand ambassadors. But by then it was too late. Riley was there in a hockey mask to help me restrain her. I did all the talking so she would not recognize his voice. We tied the whore down and then Riley took over while I filmed.
Honestly, I felt jealous. Riley’s cock appeared massive for a white man. And he railed inside this girl’s tiny holes. Gaped her asshole. He even prolapsed it. I got a closeup of it. And I chimed in that I would make her infamous as jailbait fuck meat on the dark net. We destroyed her holes.
She may be able to identify me, but I covered my tracks and disguised my looks. Plus, I told her that I know where she lives and where she goes. So, if she did not want to be a snuff porn star, she better not say a word to anyone. I think I put some fear in her. So did Riley. And she has no clue how close danger will always be to her from now on.
As a former ass rape porn, I know how to ace an audition. I met a young ingenue recently who I took a liking to a few years ago when I met her. However, back then she did Lolita porn if you get my drift with a client of mine, her own father. But back then she appeared less than willing. I barely recognized her when we had a chance meeting recently.
You know, at one point in my life, I guess you could say I appeared less than willing too when daddy would sodomize me. But look at me now? I’ve likely starred in hundreds of hardcore anal sex videos. Lea wants to go legit now. But she needs to make serious money like I did so she can pull herself up by the bootstraps.
Life does not seem equal or fair sometimes. However, the seedy underworld of snuff porn provides a springboard for young girls. They can make loads of money and stay in the business continuing to make more money like I did. Or they can take that money and buy themselves a new life free from it all. Lea wants a new life.
Perhaps, she can get a new life. I have no doubt she will be popular like I was on the circuit. Young, blonde, fresh face and a tiny teen body that men love to destroy. She asked me to help train her for some auditions. So, I did. In a way, I owed her. Many years ago, I fucked around with her daddy and abused the fuck out of her. Back then, she could barely talk.
I showed her all my anal toys. Some looked more brutal than others. I had anal hooks, huge dildos, vibrating eggs and all sorts of homemade anal toys. Plus, I broke out my anal sex machine. She wanted prepped for anal and gangbang rape porn. So, I prepared her. I gapped that tiny teen asshole. And I even fisted it too. Taught her all my tricks and showed her what her asshole will look and feel like once she becomes the anal whore star she wants to be. Maybe you have a young girl I can help train to be an anal sex whore too?
I went to a snuff porn audition the other day. However, the director did not hire me to star in the film. This director and I go way back. Back to my years as an early snuff starlet. He knows me. Understands I am great with new talent. A few months ago, he met this young runaway hooking on the streets. He knew she had star potential just like me. However, he needed to wait a few months to put her in porn. Why? I am sure you can guess. He makes legal snuff. Well, sort of legal.
I have heard stories of actors going too far with their starlet and never heard from again. But when it comes to age, this director likes them legal. At least for his snuff movies. He will fuck anything with a pulse. This girl looked perfect to play the part of the shy girl next door. But my director friend wanted her to look more like me. You know, a bimbo asking for trouble, LOL.
So, I slutted her up for her screen debut. And I told her she needs to be grateful she is no longer on the streets. Most young street hookers go missing from the docks. At least now she stands a chance at survival. I did her makeup and hair. Even gave her some pointers on surviving the brutality of a snuff flick. When I saw who my pal hired as her costar, I worried she might not make it. He broke several bones in my body once. And he only gets more brutal with age.
I did my best. When the camera turned on, I watched this little slut play the part with much more ease than expected. So, for a moment, I had hopes she would survive. But the first time his thick dick went into her ass, she freaked the fuck out. Started fighting, screaming… All the things I told her never to do as an ass rape porn star.
She will not get a second shot. She did not survive. This male snuff costar got too aggressive with her. And he choked her out. So once again, my director made a one and done film with a new snuff starlet. These bitches never listen to me. Just be good fuck meat, collect the pay, pop some pain meds and call it a day.
I love making snuff movies. However, I did not always feel this way. When some man forced me to star in one, I hated them. I mean I never knew if I would live or die. When I got into the seedy underworld of bondage and snuff flicks, I did it for the money. Then I got myself into trouble with a drug dealer and pimp and found myself working off my debt like an illegal immigrant one nasty sex flick after another.
But now I am older and wiser. And freer too. No one owns me. And I have learned from my mistakes. Plus, I learned a lot about making snuff porn. So, I supplement my income helping men I meet on the dark net force fuck some slut. Many guys covet what they cannot have. And guess what? I help them get it.
I tried to get out of the adult industry a few years ago. But the lure of the money pulled me back in. Where else will a high school dropout make this kind of money? The seedy underworld of the dark net allows me to live incredibly well. And beyond my station in life. Sure, I must do somethings I do not like, but we all do shit we hate every day. At least now I can get paid for that shit I do not enjoy.
However, I have grown to love some things that I used to hate. It’s all about perspective. If I am not on the short end of the stick, things can be more enjoyable. When Harvey told me he needed help getting rid of a hooker who tried to blackmail him for getting too rough with her, I did not hesitate to help him.
And of course, dispose of her body. Turns out I knew the cunt. But when I knew her, she was jailbait and my master trafficked her. She somehow escaped and I got punished. She was not even my responsibility back then. So, I wanted a lot of torture sex first. I have scars on my body that my former master gave me after he discovered her missing. She did not use her freedom for anything better, so I did not regret inflicting pain on her.
I burned her with a cigar all over her body, even her clit and puckered asshole. And I snapped her fingers off with pliers. Plus, Harvey drug her behind his Ford truck on an old dirt road. That pretty much skinned her alive. We left her in the wild for the animals to pick apart. Yeah, I am getting much better as the accomplice.
Fantasy phone sex allows us to go the places we cannot go to in reality because of stupid laws. Personally, I think a man should be able to fuck his young daughter if he wants to. And I think he should be able to force fuck women and kill anyone who pisses him off. As a society the government wants to limit our fun. Fuck the law. I can help you navigate in the seedy underbelly of society.
I took Paul on a wild ride with a lookalike daughter last night. And he never came harder. The girl seemed less than willing. However, neither of us care about consent. If we see a cute young thing, we kidnap her. I am a bad ass accomplice. I can play the good cop game. So, I acted a kidnapped girl myself. Told her I knew how to survive Paul. But no way she could survive what we planned for her. She saw our faces.
At first our little scenario appeared to just be daddy exploring his rape phone sex fantasies for his baby girl. But then it turned more sinister. Of course it would, Paul and I do not get off on boring sex. And force fucking some tiny cunt pretending to be our daughter does not add the spice we require. However, killing her does. Once she had a belly full of daddy’s cum and a face covered in mommy’s cunt juice, we killed her. But slowly.
Personally, I see no fun in a slow death. Make it last. Paul possesses a sadistic side. The kind of split personality that scares even a snuff porn queen like me. So, I felt good about being his accomplice not his victim. He dismembered that little whore. Carved her up like an Easter ham. She bled a lot. My guess, she lost a few pints of blood before she died. Did you know a dead whore does not bleed. How wild is that.
I had a great night. Paul did too. But that little girl, well she did not fare as well as us. But little whores do not matter as long as we have our fun, right?
I love my accomplice phone sex role. Sometimes I get to listen like a priest to a man’s true confessions. Some of my callers have real experiences with killing, force fucking, torturing and kidnapping. And that gets my pussy so wet. Even though I fought this role a few years ago, the more I help men with their dark needs, the better I get at doing it. No one helped me when I lived the sub life. So, why should I help some chick who wouldn’t give me a piece of gum if I asked for it?
No more sympathy for little whores. The dark world I run in comes with risks. And it is survival of the fittest. If you are dumb enough to believe a blonde bimbo like me selling you some story about how she can make you a star, you deserve everything that is coming to you. I’ve always had stranger danger. Most snuff porn directors use a woman to wrangle the talent. Not my fault some dumb cunt believes me when I tell her I am a movie scout.
My latest dumb cunt took dumb to a new level. Not only did she get in my car with me, but when I took her to this seedy little cabin in the middle of nowhere, she still appeared upbeat and unsuspecting. Even when she met Chad, my accomplice, she introduced herself all bubbly like Miss Congeniality. But it added to the fun making our snuff flick.
Chad pulled out his cock and slapped her face. Then the light bulb turned on in her head. We just laughed at her for being a stupid teen slut. Teen girls might be the stupidest people on the planet. I filmed Chad skull fucking her. And ass fucking her too. Chad obliterated this tiny teen’s fuck holes. Prolapsed her asshole. Bloodied her cunt. And choked her to death. Perfect victim. Dumb and young and tight. A great teen rape porn star.
Home invasion phone sex makes my cunt wet. The thought of you and me breaking into the home of some sleeping single mother with a couple brats takes me to very dark places in my mind. Think about it. We sneak through an open window. Check out the house and its inhabitants before we forever change their lives?
Chris wanted to break into a specific woman’s home, and I was game. All in. His ex-girlfriend’s home. She has three young daughters. And he never got to fuck one of them. But we devised a plan. A plan that protected his identity and gave him access to those sweet young cunts he has coveted for over a year. I secured him a Michael Myers mask that could not be ripped off and that protected his face. And we decided I would do all the talking so no voice recognition.
If I am your accomplice phone sex partner, I promise to protect you. Last night, we broke into his ex’s house. And it was easy. She had a hideaway key in an obvious place. We went into the mother’s room first. I jolted her awake with a slap to the face and a knife to her neck. We forced her up and made her take us to each girl’s room. Although I wore a mask too, it was obvious that I was a woman.
We started with the youngest girl. I knew my partner in crime wanted her the most. And I could see the appeal easily. Strawberry blonde hair, soft curls, blue eyes, huge thigh gap, peaches and cream complexion, cock sucking lips and a cute bubble butt. Future teen rape porn star. But Chris got to her before you. Force fucked her in front of her two big sisters and her mother. Everyone cried and screamed. But that only made Chris fuck that little cunt harder.
Boy, did I get turned on. I got the next girl ready for him, until he had fucked every girl until her virgin cunt looked bloody and raw. We took mommy’s ID and told her not to call the cops. I am sure she did, but we left no DNA. I douched those little bald slits to ruin any DNA he may have left behind. Told you, I think of everything.
Accomplice phone sex calls are among my favorite type of calls. And the reason is simple. Because if I am your accomplice, I am not your victim. Accomplices have more fun. And although it is true that when I bought my freedom from my master one young girl at a time, I felt guilty, that has all dissipated. Well mostly dissipated. I still bond with a girl from time to time.
A couple nights ago, my former master offered me more than he ever has before to procure him a sweet young girl. But the reason he wanted to pay me so much was because I knew the girl. We used to be slaves together. However, she escaped. With my help, of course. But my former master does not know that. And he would kill me if he found out. I am the only one to ever escape a snuff sex death with him. I made myself useful to him. And I created a need for me to still be breathing.
When I helped Ashley escape, she was a young teen girl. And I told her to disappear. But she ignored me, I guess. Now, I found myself in a conundrum. So, I had to kill her and make it look random, because if he knew I killed her, he would kill me. And if I brought her to him like he wanted, she would tell him I helped her escape 6 years ago, and he would kill me.
Although he could still kill me, I went with the best option for me. I ran her over with my car and made it look like a hit and run. I may have used a car I stole and made myself look like a man in case any there were any hidden cameras or witnesses. Of course, always the chance that he had one of his goons follow me, but I never caught wind of a tail. Over the years, I have learned many skills that will help me survive in this dark, seedy world I live in.
I reported to him last night that I have had no luck yet finding her. Since I only get paid when I bring a target to him, I know I would be out that money. But when it comes to money or my life, I pick my life. So, far he believes me, but not sure how long that will last once he finds out she died before he could turn her into a snuff porn queen.
Suffocation phone sex only gets hotter with an accomplice. Although I am a fan of auto asphyxiation, watching a woman or a guy take their last breath with a plastic bag over their head makes my pussy purr. This new man in my life enjoys breath play. But he wanted to play with an unwilling playmate. And we all know when it comes to kinky games, I am more than willing.
So, we went hunting together. And we found this cute teenage hooker downtown by the river. I know where to troll for hookers. We offered her more money than she will ever see in a month. But we did not fret about the money because the poor thing would never live to spend it. She appeared higher than a kite, which would make snuff sex easier. Poor thing. Although she looked cute, you could tell life has been hard on her.
But not my concern. I wanted to keep my man happy. And if he wanted to kill a bitch so he would watch her take her last breath, I knew I needed to stand by my man. We took her to his place because he has a house in the country, and I live in a condo with thin walls and nosey neighbors. I gave her a drink with a sedative mixed inside it to relax her. She seemed nervous.
I had her suck my lover’s cock. Since she would suffocate soon, I thought she should blow him and fuck him first. I watched and masturbated, soaking my panties. As she got woozy from the drugs, I grabbed the plastic bag. I knew he wanted to fuck her with the plastic bag over her head. So, I got the honor of suffocating her. He wanted to watch the life drain from her body. And feel her cunt twitch on his cock as she died. She struggled. Put up one hell of a fight for a junkie whore, but when she took her last breath, my man finally got to engage in necrophilia phone sex.
