Category: Snuff movies

Snuff Porn Might Kill Me One Day, But It Gets Me Coke in Exchange

snuff pornHoliday weekends mean this snuff porn star needs to hustle. I require more coke on weekends, especially a party weekend like July 4th. My boys wanted to have a pool party so that means more boys to keep up with. And I went through my stash that my regular drug dealer gave me on Thursday night pre-gaming. So, I hit up Dave. We go way back. He makes custom content of a violent nature for buyers.

As it turned out, he was gonna call me. He had a client who wanted a red-headed mommy for a violent rape fantasy. So many men want to do bad things to soccer moms. Perhaps, I remind men of the mother who only cock teased them to death. Regardless, I have done my share of content exploring men’s rape phone sex fantasies for mommy. I showed up to the warehouse like instructed. I figured Dave would be my assailant, but that was not the case.

The guy who ordered the custom content wanted to be the star. Once I saw the size of the guy, I panicked. This man looked massive. Like some King Kong version of a man. With some King Kong version of a cock. White man with a massive cock. The kind of cock that destroys pussies and asses. He slapped me when I reached my hand out to introduce myself. Before long, he had me stripped naked and pinned to the bed.

The Things I Do For Coke Will Kill Me Soon

I prayed for a simple rape fantasy. But nothing is ever simple in my life. He got on top of me and almost crushed me. This man could send me to the morgue just from being on top of me.  I thought he might crush every bone in my body. Even high this man scared me. When he started fucking me, I felt relived because the full weight of his body was no longer on me. But his cock felt like it could pull my insides out. I prayed he did not want an ass rape porn.

But prayers seem useless. I never get what I want. But I did get the coke. He prolapsed my asshole worse than anyone has, even my stepson because of the sheer girth of his cock. While he fucked my ass, I looked like some sort of cock puppet. For about 6 hours this man brutalized my fuck holes. Super big cock with superhuman strength.  I survived the movie. But barely. My asshole will not go back inside my ass. So, I am not sure when I might be able to sit again. Although I got my coke, no way I could have a boy bang with my asshole dangling out my ass like tail.

All ya need for hot Snuff sex, is me to lure them in the van

Snuff sexBeing a Snuff sex accomplice gets me so hot it’s hard not to think of anything else. I have a way with those little flat-chested sluts. I put them as ease, make them think I’m interested in their bullshit and then, Bam! I got them and I am taking them back to our torture van.
It’s BBQ time and the Moms and Dads out there are too busy getting shit faced to notice their little brat left the party. It’s so easy picking up tail during those stupid parties. While everyone’s out enjoying the sunshine, we’re in our van, creating the most depraved and dick stiffing Snuff porn imaginable.
Once we get them in the van, that’s when the real fun begins. I’ll chain them up, slap them bloody, and get their holes ready for your mean hard cock. I love the look of fear in their eyes when you turn them into a  cum-stained, broken mess.
And the whole time, I’m rubbing my pussy and cheering you on! I’ll tease her with my blade with some long slices across her chest. I want to get off, too, Daddy. So I’m going to hop up on her face and show her I’m a fucking snuff queen. She’ll scream into my pussy trying to gasp for air and I’ll make sure she takes her last one. I know how fucking hot it is for her to die on her cock and that’s the best money shot!

I’m the Ass rape porn star that’s forever sore

Ass rape porn I am a slave to Ass rape porn. My Master loves to make it as brutal as possible. The last time he tied me up to a pole outside and got his friends, two legged and four to fuck me. I felt so humiliated when that red rocket was deep inside my ass.
But I am an addict of the Pain of my Master’s thirst. I deserve to be violated, to be used like the pathetic whore I am. I pray that my Master never stops defiling me, no matter how much I scream and plead for mercy. I have no right to mercy. I exist only to be abused.
The constant humiliation has completely broken my mind. All I can think about is being a good snuff slave whore for my Master. Serving him, obeying him, surrendering to his darkest yearnings, that is my sole purpose. I’ll never have free will – only an eternal craving to serve.
If my body expires from one of Master’s Torture sex, that’s perfectly fine by me. At least my death would serve a purpose. My Master’s needs are more important than my life. I am his plaything, his property, and destroyed as he sees fit. I would be honored to be snuffed by my Master.

Let’s Make Some Snuff Movies!

Snuff Movies

 

You want to make some snuff movies with me? It’ll really excite me to see you dominate someone. Make them think we are just going to enjoy a little pleasure. Like everything is innocent and nothing was going to happen. Then maybe in the middle of you pounding the little fucker you end them. Watching as life slowly leaves their body. Or take them to an abandon farm and slowly torture them. Fuck yes, I’m getting so turned on just thinking of hearing them screaming calling for help. But nobody can hear them or come save them. Then after I want you fuck me me soo hard. Raping all my little holes. Getting off on the thought of ending that useless piece of trash. Ohh yes. Filling all my holes with your hot sticky cum. Then you shove that big fat cock down my throat. Making me throw up all over the lifeless trash. Come make a movie with me baby it’s going to be so much fun.

Killer phone sex makes me cum on my blade

Killer phone sex It’s hard to abstain from my Killer phone sex. But you are a very busy man, and I think you deserve to indulge. You know I am always ready when you are.  The power you have in your ward is better than a big fish in a small pond, ain’t it? They all respect you, and you know anything you do will be forgiven. You’ve been anointed in the oils, right? So fuck it, give in!
I may not be one of God’s chosen, but I know I am your best-kept secret. Being an accomplice whore will wind me up in Hell, but to be in the service of such carnal delights makes it all worth it. You reach out to me when you just can’t stand it anymore. You know you deserve to be adequately served, and yeah, the wife does her job, but no one is like me. I’m the girl who serves all your darkest sins.
And those other little cunts you have to deal with just don’t really appreciate you. You are such a great provider and protector, but they still don’t obey. And that’s why you need me, to hold them down and make them obey. I love ripping off their clothes for you, especially those little Beehive bitches. They are such teases, with their little sprouting titties and cute asses. They are ready for your seed, sir. All lined up neatly in a row. There is no escape for them. They either obey Daddy or get my blade.
I hope you let me slice at least one. You know how hard I get off to Snuff sex, and some of these little sluts just can’t be saved. It’s better off. Their cunts are clenching around my blade. I know you liked it last time. That little bitch was wrecked by the time you were done with her. I thought it was best to keep her mouth shut forever. And fuck did I cum hard on your cock when I stab fucked her to death.

My Dark Desire: Fucking My Brother in the Attic

Evil phone sexFuck, I love it when my little brother begs for it. He’s just turned 18, and I’ve been teasing him for months, knowing he wants to fuck me. I’m a goth teen, all black clothes and dark makeup, and I fucking love pushing his buttons. Today, I decided to give him what he’s been begging for.

I led him up to the attic, the place where we used to play as kids. Now, it’s where I’m going to play with his cock. I pushed him down onto the old mattress, straddling him, my black leather mini-skirt riding up my thighs. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my pussy, and I ground against it, teasing him.

“You want this, don’t you, little brother?” I whispered, my voice a sultry purr. “You want to fuck your big sister?”

He nodded, his eyes wide with desire and a hint of fear. I reached down and unzipped his pants, pulling out his cock. It was hard and ready, pre-cum already leaking from the tip. I stroked it slowly, my eyes locked on his.

“Please, sis,” he begged, his voice hoarse with need. “I want to fuck you.”

I smiled, a dark and evil grin. “Then take me, little brother. Fuck me like the slut I am.”

He didn’t need any more encouragement. He flipped me over, my back hitting the mattress as he hovered over me. He entered me with one swift thrust, filling me completely. I moaned, my nails digging into his back as he started to fuck me.

His movements were frantic, his hips slapping against mine as he pounded into me. I could feel his cock swelling, and I knew he was close. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him deeper.

“Cum in me, baby,” I whispered, my voice a dark command. “Fill your sister’s pussy with your cum.”

With a final, powerful thrust, he came, his cock pulsing as he filled me with his hot seed. I came too, my body convulsing with pleasure as I screamed his name.

As he collapsed on top of me, I ran my fingers through his hair, a satisfied smile on my face. Fuck, I love being a dark and evil slut. If you want to join the fun, you know where to find me. Just make sure you’re ready for a wild and dangerous ride, because I’m not just any slut, I’m a goth teen slut, and I demand the absolute best.

Bloody phone sex makes my snuff pussy explode

Bloody phone sex means I am soaked head to toe. I love lying tits deep in fresh blood. I feel like I will turn into a vampire, forever young and beautiful. When my clit hits warm blood, I can cum instantly. Nice and sticky, I am ready for my Master’s perverted torments. Bloody phone sex
Master usually starts by beating me with his belt until my tits are covered in bloody welts. He calls me a filthy whore and tells me to beg for more. “Louder, you worthless cumrag!” he screams as the leather bites into my flesh. “Beg me to allow you to pleasure me with your holes!”
Only when my voice is raw and bleeding does he consider me adequately punished. He unchains me and forces me to crawl to his feet, kissing and licking his combat boots. I look up at him pleadingly, tears and snot running down my face. “Please, Master, use my cunt!”
Master grabs a fistful of my filthy hair and drags me upstairs. He shoves me face-first into the mirror. “Look at yourself, you disgusting whore. What do you see?”
“Your pathetic bitch, Sir!” I sob. “A broken object for you to ruin however you wish!”
He backhands me across the face. “That’s right. Now go prepare one of the donors.”
I scramble to obey, knowing what this means. I climb into bed with a naked, unconscious man. Probably some poor slob Master drugged and brought back here to be my favorite living dildo. I wrap my cunt around his flaccid cock and start to grind, feeling him begin to swell inside me.
It’s so deliciously degrading to rape a helpless victim, to use his body for my own pleasure without his consent. I ride him harder, panting and moaning like an animal.
I’m so lost in perverse ecstasy that I barely even feel the first cut. The knife slices into my tit, and searing pain explodes through my body. I convulse and howl, cumming violently on my rape victim’s cock. My blood pours down my chest and splatters his face. I go wild and suck the blood from my Snuff sex victim.

Torture sex, a special gift from Accomplice to Daddy

Torture sex I’ve got a special Torture sex treat in store for you today. Daddy’s favorite accomplice has gifted you the most exquisite pleasure device for our evil games. The second that wicked toy touched my tight little cunt, I knew it was destined for depraved greatness.
I lured her into my place, ate her pussy, and made her cum a bunch. You know how horny little teen sluts can be. I made her cum so much she is under my spell now and will do anything I tell her. You need those little cunts to suffer if you want to cum as hard as possible. I think we should strap her into my torture chair, Daddy. Wrists and ankles are shackled, completely exposed, and vulnerable.
Her tight little body is begging for you to paint it with bruises and welts. She is an object. Her purpose is to suffer for our orgasms. Pitch those pink nipples so hard they pop off. She looks so helpless in that chair. Now the rope is around her neck, and your cock is down her throat. Should we turn this into a Snuff sex game? Make the bitch drown in your cum!

 

Cannibalism Phone Sex is The Best Way To Control Populations

Cannibalism phone sex is a way of control. As a rambunctious filthy slut I was invited to a murder session. This was an event like a slave auction. Where the invitees where put up to auction. Yes, I was sold as a side of meat.

With my ass and tits on display the bidders got their chance to grope at my body like they would a cattle for their slaughter. In fact in this new world of over population excess becomes cattle.

Once I was purchased the got to enjoy me any way he wanted. His first thing was to fuck my ass. This gentleman did not want pussy, he only wanted my plump rump roast to tenderize with a hardcore ass fucking. Once he marinated my anus hole with his sperm he was ready to feed.

As I lay there with my ass in the air the big knife went into my flesh and sliced it like the Sunday Ham. My screams were stifled by a pair of sperm filled severed balls in my mouth. Like an apple in a pig. As my ass got sliced I bit down to a squirting of intoxicating sperm in my mouth.

 

 Cannibalism Phone Sex

Cannibalism phone sex whores get roasted slowly

Cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex whore. Signed her body and soul over to a powerful Master. He is a sick and twisted individual with no limits to his cruelty. He branded me as his personal fucktoy slut, his unending entertainment. So here I am, tied to this spit rod, slowly being turned over a low fire.
With each turn, he laughs to himself. Pokes my skin and says, “Almost tender!” I didn’t know if he was really going to cook me over the flames at this point. Master takes a perverse joy in letting me wonder what my fate will be.
Alas, I did not die. I only wish I had. He had me stuck on that spit for hours. Most of the time, I was a good Torture sex slave. But in the last hour, I could smell my flesh, smokey, sweet, and I could imagine it so juicy. I was so hungry and tired I cried out. I just wanted a little bit, but he denied me. Instead, he made me choke on his rod while he took a little taste.