Murder, Mayhem and a slutty cunt are the makings for a horror movie, but it’s my life. As a snuff whore I make it barely out of the weekend alive. It’s totally true that I love to be destroyed, over and over again. I live the life of a dark and filthy overture that is on an endless loop. Some days it feels like a death loop to be real. I wish I did die some of these nights of pure and utter horror. The burning of my cunt when I pee after it being destroyed and looking like ground beef. I fucking swear it practically makes me need to rub one out as I pee in such delirious pain.
My tits get bruised and bloodied. My lips are swollen and a black and blue eye stairs back at me in the bathroom mirror as I see my hair matted with jizz. I am a walking fuck doll after a frat party of hormone high and drunk fraternity boys. They would bash me about and take their turns on me. Every hole left ripped, gaped and jizzed in. I will smell like cheap beer, urine ass and cum. This is my reality and it’s 99% of the time caught on film.
I’m the perfect victim for your snuff desires. Murder phone sex fantasies or so hot for me. I love to be beaten, abused, stuffed with cock. Truth is I’m just useless fuck meat. I get treated like a bitch, bitch handlers handle me like one of their little bitches. They like to pretend to breed me with those big furry cocks. These furry critters really Tear into me. One time the furry one was huge, it ripped the inside of my uterus up. I screamed in so much pain but it was useless. The bitch handlers really got off on that. They came in and stuff their big hard throbbing dicks down my throat. I was gagging on cock while I was getting my cunt and ass ripped open my dick.
The truth is I was never meant to be more than a whore. Making ass rape porn makes me feel desired and used for a good cause. I’m a gaped cunt whore and my whore holes are used to their fullest value.
So the other night when I thought I was getting myself into a hot fuck situation, I was greatly wrong. This was a really hot guy and he seemed thoroughly interested I me. But of course, it turned out to be the usual tryst. Me as just a fuck whore used to his fullest pleasure.
His friends or clients fullest pleasure. Filmed as the cunt whore fuck doll I am then trashed. Loaded into an Uber paid to shoved me out at the curve side of a hospital.
I’m just a fucking floozy and strangulation phone sex gets me super wet. You know there was a time and I was taken down south to be a fucking sex slave and all I could think about was when they were going to fucking off me. I just wanted it so bad to feel my neck break. It gets me so hot the pain that I entered from all those fucking junkies pounding the fuck out of my pussy like a filthy fucking trashy whore that I am.
so sometimes I have to work the streets. A prostitute. That’s my ultimate fucking high. To be used as a fucking filthy whore. Never knowing which guy is actually going to end up killing me. Fucking me to death strangling me, beating the shit out of me, making me overdose on fuck knows what. That is living for me.
The only thing that guys want from me is my sex. That’s really how I survive. In a way I am barely surviving and need to star in a Snuff porn to feel alive. The beating and torture are what make me really truly alive. I am the filthiest little fuck doll with how hardcore I get. Guys can take out all of their aggression on me and I get more excited by the second. I know you are getting hard now.
Is it not true that you fantasize about beating the fuck out of some trashy slut? Your years of rejection have brought you to this point. Yeah I know you are not desirable and the only way you can get laid is by buying prostitutes. It’s ok. You never even really had a chance. You were just a total loser in school and always rejected. I am the type that was extremely rude to you. I laughed at you and talked about how much of a disgusting loser you are. So how does that make you feel?
Jack the Ripper killing prostitutes is something of the past. Now I am part of the ass rape porn filming for filthy would be serial killers. It’s a cult industry and they always need a sexy plastic bimbo like me to use. Many times I nearly lost my life but god wants me to suffer even more.
Filthy needs are easily met when these sick fucks like you encounter me. Taking every ounce of aggression out on me is the prime goal here and I am the willing dumb victim of a whore. I find myself unable to resist temptation when it comes to drugs or money. I am a gold digging bimbo and I get chastised for this every second of my life but get off on the pain I endure. You can use me too if you are able to afford it.
He called me up and wanted me to open my blinds facing North. He gave me the perfect view, and I gave him that too. We were masturbating and talking dirty. I couldn’t help but notice the apartment next door to him was action too. They were filming a gangbang rape porn snuff. It looked very real. I gasped into the phone. It was on speaker. In a couple of seconds I was gaining an audience too.
As an attention whore I loved the audience. I thought it would make him hotter. But seems they broke in to his place and slit his throat. I was getting hotter. He was getting colder and losing blood. I heard his final gasps and he uttered that they were cumming for me.
I was invited out as a date to a Halloween party Last weekend. The guy seemed interesting. Found out he was a Mortician and a sexual predator. He likes to mutilate pretty woman and girls. I fit his desires and he had plans. I dressed in the costume of his wishes, a wedding dress. Evidently it was a dress from one of his dead clients. He likes to undress them after the viewing and have his final way with them. Then he searches for a victim that would fit the outfit. He found me at the bar and sized me up well. Once I dressed in the gown and had the white thigh high stockings on, and heels, he needed to make me perfect. He took me to the morgue and had me lay down on the table. Instead of fake gore and blood he went for the real. He sliced at my breasts and cunt. He put cuts on my cheeks and stitched them up. I was sedated and he went to town making his own personal ghoul. He got me up and took pictures with me. I was bleeding out all over the gown. He was too excited to go to the party. He put on a little mood music about wanting to fuck the dead. I think it was punk or gothic stuff I heard it before. He gave me wine and started making out with me. Next thing I know I an being strangled and violated. He really went all out for his fixation and fucked me in a coffin. I was then being prepped, while still breathing, to be embalmed. That’s when they came in and it was a mess of cops and screaming. I was hauled off to the hospital.
Your filthy little Deviant Fucktress of slut meat is my place. Snuff phone sex is what I am meant for. Having those filthy dark desires that overcome you, and I make that perfect outlet. Use me, abuse the fuck out of me and give no fucks about how I am left. Hanging on a tendril of hope. Teetering on the edge between living and dying. I only hope you gained your purest release, that the intoxication of the desire to destroy me was delicious.
I was just walking home from an interview for a snufftastic porn production wearing these sickly ripped up fishnets, clear acrylic platforms, and the kind of dress you find in an adult store that is nothing more than some kind of pantyhose. Well it’s packaged like pantyhose, it’s spandex/ nylon or something as sleazy. There was very little to it. I looked like a prostitute. But truth remains that I am lower than a prostitute. I am a disposable cheap whore that is meant as murder meat for a snuff production. Sadly I keep living and the bad movie of my life plays over and over again. Like a bad loop with different story lines. What is today’s story for this filth whore?
I’m the abuse whore you have dreamt about. The one that can endure whatever you need to get out those sadistic desires on. I am the Strangulation phone sex cunt that deserves her abuse. You have rape fantasies about me and wrap my own stockings around my neck and strangle the life out of me as you fuck me deep and hard. Have me on my back while you pound me. Your big hands on my neck and squeezing harder as your start to cum.
It’s true that guys have followed me from the strip club at night and forced me down a dark alley. These guys have taken their use of me for their own pleasure. Once done they just left me in a used up filthy heap of sex trash. I know yo want your part of me too.
