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Sex with dead bodies out in the field is a fucked up picnic

Sex with dead bodies It’s a warm sunny day, and it’s time to have Sex with dead bodies. I am my Master’s muse, his accomplice.

And these cold, dead sluts are the clay. He likes to record his films on an old camera.

He says it adds to the art. They’ve been dead for a while now. All the color is drained, just gray and stiff.

The taste of dead cunts is a terrifying sweetness.

He starts with a close-up of my face buried in a dead pussy and fingering the other one. This is the first time I’ve done two stiffs like this out in the field. My Master Daddy has a lot of property and is free from any exposure. So out here, we can do anything we want.

I have to talk to them the whole time. Telling them how hot they are just lying there still. Eyes are wide open, but they are totally gone to the other side, but I know they still felt me fucking them.

I love to ride pussy, but when it’s cold like that, it’s different. It’s more intimate to fuck the dead. My hot clit pressed again, a lifeless one gives me power that I rarely get. Pure ecstasy!

He takes his Snuff porn very seriously. We spent the whole day out there, getting shots that are just right. When they started to stink, he made me put on the biggest strap-on he has so that I can penetrate their assholes. I’m glad they weren’t alive to feel what I did to them.

It was so hard to get it all the way in; it took everything I had. But when I got inside each of their hole’s, it made such a mess. The smell was unbearable, and that’s what he was going for. I couldn’t control myself and puked all over the place. He loved it so much, he took out his cock and fucked me on top of them.

After he shot his load in me, he made me bury the bodies. Luckily, the hole was already there; I just had to cover it. I hope next time he doesn’t make me use that strap-on again.

 

 

Cannibalism Phone Sex With A Side of Bitch Bone Stew

Cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex fantasies keep my darkest callers on my phones, hearing the stories of us kidnapping young demons making them the main course of the night. 

My last caller had a fantasy, a very sick and twisted fantasy where we went to a school yard and collected the ingredients for our feast. 

Two pretty young and tender ankle biters, when we get them back to the house, we violate all of their holes two times. 

Using dildos and butt plugs to stretch them out, their screams filled the room, we both are turned on to the max, once finished torturing their holes leaving them gaping. 

Suffocating both their small bodies, it was my turn to shine, fileting their small bodies, chopping their limbs off, dicing their bodies in cubes for a delicious stew filled with celery onions, potatoes and carrots. 

Hours later the flesh is nice and tender, I prepare my Master a huge bowl of bitch bone stew, rubbing my cunt as I watch daddy enjoy my delicious meal. 

Do you want a bowl ?

Torture sex for Mommy and Daddy’s little slut

Torture sex is a better rush than any drug out there. I’m no nasty druggy whore, but I do like to party, and I’ve tried pretty much everything.

When I met Daddy, I knew all I needed was him and a screaming little victim on his cock.Torture sex

He’s like the only one who really understands me. Like, I just fucking hate everything, and there are just so many stupid fucking people out there. And they all breed like crazy. I think that’s why it’s so easy for us to do what we want to do.

Find young victims with bald pussies and make them the little whore for the family. Daddy is so sick, he likes them when they are extra young and dumb. It’s often easy, and I have a talent for getting the right ones.

By the time they know they are in danger, it’s far too late. Daddy already has his dick out, and Mommy has the belt. I’ll whip them even if they do what I say the first time.

I love the sound of the leather slapping against their flesh. The louder they cry, the harder his cock gets.

He pretty much throat fucks them unconscious. I get to wake them up by pissing in their face because they still have more suffering to endure. It’s my turn to get sucked.

I shove that little face between my legs and make sure they lick it good. A few slaps in the face and spit in the eyes show them not to fuck with me. I’ll tell them if they enjoy eating out my cunt then the next part won’t hurt so bad.

Ha! Dumb little sluts always believe me, and that’s why he sticks it up their little shitholes. By the time we are done with these little Snuff sex sluts, there’s nothing left!

Rape phone sex fantasies is my real fuck up world

Rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies is real life for me. I wake up every morning dreading the day ahead, knowing that I’m nothing more than a prop for my master daddy’s twisted “art.”

He is so d of his proud art, and my existence is a brutal, never-ending cycle of forced humiliation and suffering, designed to push me to the very limits of human endurance.

Every fiber of my being screams in protest as I’m dragged from my dingy cell.

I’m shackled and gagged, to be used and abused for the twisted pleasure of my Master Daddy and his depraved audience. As I’m forced to my knees, my master’s heavy boot crushes my face into the filthy floor.

He forces all sorts of strange cocks in me, and I choke and convulse. With tears streaming down my face as more thick cocks are rammed down my throat. My mind reels, the world spinning as I’m violated and defiled, my body a mere plaything for his sick desires.

I know I gotta let it all happen and put on a good show if I want to survive, no matter the cost. I’m always the last girl standing because I know how to endure his psychotic behaviors.

It’s unfathomable torment until my master declares me the winner. But I am always the last Snuff sex slave standing!

 

Not All Snuff Movies are Simulated and I Know

snuff moviesMost snuff movies are simulated. Not real snuff. Real shit usually never gets uploaded to the Internet. It’s filmed on 8 mm reels and for private use. Obviously, the sort of snuff flicks. I did early on in my adult career were the simulated kind, or I would not be standing. However, in my career as an adult performer and a professional slave, I watched the real ones filmed more times and I can remember.

It used to make me sick to my stomach. And likely it still would, but I developed a coping mechanism. This world is truly survival of the fittest. And you can only survive if you’re scrappy and street smart. Luckily, I have both in droves. But the other night I helped a man make a real snuff porn.

And I can’t get it out of my head. Likely the most brutal thing I ever witnessed. And clearly, I’m complacent in this murder, even though I never laid a hand on the girl while she still could breathe. Perhaps you could say I sold my conscious to the devil for money. I didn’t do this gig because I wanted to. I did it because he paid me well.

This man seemed even more brutal than my former master or any of the men who hired me as their accomplice in the past. Although I did help find the girl, I did not know about his plans for her. I just found him a very young blonde little girl next-door type. When I brought her to the dungeon, he already set up the camera equipment and again I thought he would just explore his rape fantasies. He never mentioned killing her.

Some Snuff Flicks and Accomplice Gigs Tear Me Apart Inside

After he fucked her, he dismembered her. The cruelest torture I’ve ever witnessed. He started off slowly using gardening shears to clip her nipples off. He did the same to her clit. And he fucked her some more while her pussy bled. Then he used the same shears to clip off every finger and every toe. And I thought I might puke. Although I did go from victim to accomplice once I gained my freedom, I don’t always enjoy my assignments. This assignment tore me apart. But it literally tore the girl I kidnapped for him apart.

This man scared me. He masturbated as he continued to torture this girl and dismember her body. By the time he started cutting off her arms and legs, I think she either died or passed out from the loss of blood and pain. This turned out to be the worst torture sex I ever witnessed. And I needed to clean it all up for him. My hands are dirty and complicit in this one. So, I made sure to get rid of the body and all the evidence of a crime.

I just keep telling myself better her than me, right. Survival of the fittest mentality. But if I need to pay my bills, I guess I need to continue being an accomplice for hire.

Gangbang rape porn sluts need to be lured into it

Gangbang rape porn Gangbang rape porn girls are so easy to get. I’m the devil on your shoulder, guiding you to the most depraved adventures.

I have an expertise that lies in seducing the most desperate, slutty bitches. Even the younger ones.

The younger the better!

I can entice them into a world of unrelenting torture and degradation. How do I do it? Well, I have access to places where there is an abundance of bald cunts desperate for a cock pounding!

I have a sixth sense for sniffing out these easy whores. Their faces have the desperate cries for attention like moths to a flame. So I lure them in and make them feel special.

By the time they feel comfortable, your cock will be fucking their throat. They are totally worthless. No one cares about them, so in this world, you can do whatever you please. This is all about your Snuff fantasies. Does that mean you will destroy that pussy totally or keep her as a breeding pig?

I have a barn to keep her in. She’ll enjoy her stall and be very happy anytime you come around. See, she will be trained to be addicted to your cock and worship it just like how I taught her.

Accomplice Phone Sex Hot Ass Search Continues

Accomplice Phone Sex, where I hunt relentlessly for my Master. Undeniably, I’m the perfect submissive pain whore. And I crave snuff play with every fiber of my twisted soul. First, I prowl college parties, zeroing in on tight young asses ripe for destruction.

Tonight, I spot a fresh-faced twink, barely legal, grinding on the dance floor. I flash my pierced tits and whisper filthy promises, leading him to the shadowed parking lot where Master waits. This teen rape porn is exactly what Jon craved.

Next, Master lunges from the darkness, zip-ties his wrists, and shoves him into the trunk. I drive us to the abandoned warehouse, my pussy throbbing in anticipation. Once inside, Master strips the boy naked, bends him over a filthy crate, and spreads those virgin cheeks wide. Next, I kneel submissively, hold the boy’s thighs apart, and watch Master hawk a glob of spit onto the quivering pucker.

Then, Master rams his veiny monster cock straight in, shredding the tight ring with one brutal thrust. The boy shrieks, blood oozing down his trembling legs. However, Master pistons deeper, pulverizing his guts. Eagerly, I assist, first pinching the boy’s balls until they bruise purple.

Accomplice Phone Sex For Jon, The Twink Boy Ruiner

Then, my own masochistic holes aching for Master’s later abuse. Meanwhile, Master chokes him with a belt, face bloating red as air cuts off.

After that, I mount the boy’s tongue, smothering his gasps with my sopping cunt. All  while Master accelerates, jackhammering the ravaged asshole into a gaping, meaty crater. Next, the boy convulses violently, eyes rolling back in snuff ecstasy.

Finally, Master bellows and erupts, hosing the dying rectum with thick spurts of cum mixed with gore. Ultimately, I lap up the overflow submissively, savoring the metallic tang.

Moreover, we film every tear, every rip for the ultimate insidious ass rape porn. Master rewards me with a savage whipping afterward, my pain whore body blooming in welts. I live for this—procuring young ass for Master’s deadly fucks. Who’s next on my list?

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Girls Can Survive Gangbang Rape Porn with Help From a Veteran

gangbang rape pornI know people who make gangbang rape porn. Some put me in their films once upon a time. But I aged out for most people. But I survived the circuit because I’m scrappy. This world chews up and spits out teenage runaways. Many girls I saw on the circuit, I stopped seeing. Perhaps, I outlived most of them.

But that’s just the kind of world this is. Only the strong survive. Only the ones who can adapt and make themselves useful can flip the script. I went from snuff starlet to accomplice. Now men hire me to find them costars. Since I am a woman, I can usually convince a young girl to come in for an audition without using force. Some put up a fight when they realize they are not auditioning for a horror film, but a snuff porn instead, but I deliver them, nonetheless.

Last week I drove up and down the red-light district. Most cities still have them. Although most escorts and hookers you can find online now you can always find lot lizards, druggie whores, and teen runaways on the streets. And that’s where I hunt for the next snuff stars. And I found a beautiful young blonde girl that my client would enjoy. She reminded me of me at that age.

I almost felt bad for her. She gave me a backstory much like my own. So, I came clean with her. And I taught her everything she needs to know to survive this world. But she can make great money doing underground hardcore films. And if she is smart with her money, she can stay in nicer hotels or even rent a place. Without a drug addiction the money you can make in the snuff world goes further.

Young Girls Need a Mentor Like Me to Survive the Streets

So, during our hour car ride to meet the man who hired me to find him a girl, I tried to explain exactly what to expect. Now this guy legitimately makes underground films. He does makes mostly teen rape porn movies. But he pays his starlets handsomely. I weighed the odds for her. And I told her how I survived this guy 20 years ago.

It takes a special woman to survive this world. But if you can survive it, you can make great money. And she took everything I told her to heart. Because when the camera started rolling, I could see her checkout in her mind and go to some happy place. You need to tune it all out. Focus on the money. And focus on your survival. I did not have a mentor when I ran away from home and ended up on the streets.

She made a great film. The director gave me a handsome finder’s fee and he paid her too. I gave her my share of the money because I liked her. And I want her to survive. After 15 men gang banged her tight teen holes, I took her back to my place. My place seems like paradise compared to a hostel or a shelter.

The became the first young girl I have taken under my wing. I want her to survive in a world where most young teen runaways don’t survive. So, I’m going to help her survive. I’m going to introduce her to the best men in the business and tell her who to avoid like the plague. Perhaps, I will even make some movies with her for live streaming. Make us both some money and keep her all to myself.

A Female Snuff Porn Director Turned Me into a Gangbang Whore for Man’s Best Friend

snuff pornI worked with a female snuff porn director last night. That I think might have been a first. Most of the people in the seedy underworld of snuff films are men. Women usually serve as the stars of such films. However, they rarely exist behind the camera. So, when I heard she needed a mature woman for an underground film, I showed up for the audition. And I got the part.

She told me I looked perfect for the job too. This would be a mommy rape fantasy come to life on 8 mm film. My first mistake was assuming that with a female director this movie would not be violent. And my second mistake was agreeing to the gangbang rape porn aspect of the movie. I thought just a bunch of teen boys would fuck my pussy and ass. And I’ve experienced that many times in my life.

But only one of the costars for this gang bang movie walked on two legs. The rest looked like man’s best friend. Beasts from hell ravaged my fuck holes while my pretend son masturbated. Essentially this female snuff director takes boy fantasies and turns them into violent fantasies for other men to beat off watching.

Beast Porn I Hate, But I Do What I Need to Do for Coke

So, this violent pretend son wanted to watch all the neighborhood furry beasts ravage his mother. Gang bang the fuck out of her. Keep her holes gaped open. And humiliated too. At one point, my costar smeared peanut butter all over my body to attract the beasts from hell. And for a moment, I thought they might rip me to shreds. One of them bit my tit. What did they do starve these creatures before forcing them on me?

But I’m not a fan of four-legged creatures. As pets yes but as lovers, no. They don’t do it for sexual pleasure. Instincts for breeding not pleasure. And their little dicks feel like they have shards of glass taped to them. They hook inside of your womb and tear it from the inside out. So, by the time this little snuff sex video concluded, I looked like raw hamburger meat. My ass and my pussy bled. I could barely walk. And to think I thought a female director might be gentler on my fuck holes. That couldn’t have been further from the truth.

Snuff Movies Make the Best Date for Training

Snuff movies make the best first date. In fact, I crave the rush of forbidden thrills- This is especially when they involve breaking innocent teens in the most brutal ways.
Last night, I dove deep into my teen anal rape fantasies. I was imagining myself as the predator in a dimly lit alley. Here, I grab a wide-eyed girl, barely legal, and force her down. First, ripping her skirt aside to expose that tight, virgin asshole.
Without mercy, I shove my strap-on deep inside, pounding relentlessly as she screams and squirms. Her body betrays her pain with involuntary clenches, milking my toy. All while tears stream down her face. Next, I slap her ass hard, leaving red welts, and whisper how she’ll beg for more destruction soon.

Snuff Movies are Made For Dark Desires

Transitioning to the underground theater, I picture a secret show where volunteers get fucked raw on stage. Now, I volunteer eagerly, stripping naked before a crowd of perverts.
First, a masked man drags me center stage. Then bends me over and rams his thick cock into my ass without lube. Ultimately, he thrusts savagely, splitting me open as the audience cheers.
Simultaneously, I gasp and moan, my pussy dripping from the humiliation, while another joins.
Meanwhile, double-penetrating my holes until I’m a sobbing, cum-soaked mess. The pain twists into ecstasy, my masochistic side thriving on the public violation.
Then, decapitation porn floods my mind—oh, the ultimate snuff high. Now, I fantasize about tying a teen slut to a guillotine. With her neck exposed and trembling.
Then, as the blade drops, her head rolls, but not before I finger her gushing cunt one last time. Intently feeling her final spasms. Blood sprays, mixing with her juices, and I lick it clean, aroused by the vivid destruction.
Ass Rape Porn is The Essence of Bliss
Finally, fantasy date rape role-play seals my night. Here, I lure a naive date home, spike her drink, and watch her slump. Then my partner and Master come into the scene. First I strip her limp body, probing her slack pussy and ass with my fingers. Finally, Master lines up his dick in that tight pucker, and fucks her senseless.
Then she wakes mid-thrust, fighting weakly, but he puts a belt around her throat and chokes her. While she lets out strangling gasps from her lips as Master cums hard inside her ass.
Asphyxiation heightens everything—her bulging eyes, purple face, the way her body convulses in death throes. In fact, Master destroyed her completely. Essentially, leaving a broken doll, and my pussy throbbing from the power.
These fantasies fuel my darkest urges; I live for the taboo edge where pain meets pleasure. Who’s ready to play?
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