Snuff sex is for the wicked, the twisted fucked up kind of people like myself that just can’t get off in normal boring vanilla ways. That’s why when I saw that sweet little bitch walking all by herself I knew that I would be having a very fulfilling evening. I lured her into my car and took her with me to my remote cabin in the woods where no one would be able to hear her scream. I stripped her and tied her to the bed with her legs spread wide open and then fucked her with my favorite wicked strap on, the one with the razor blades embedded in it. It ripped her to pieces from the inside out and she soon bled to death in a horrific way. It was very fulfilling for me, I came more times than I could count!
Snuff sex is for the wicked
Torture Sex Doll for Abuse
I love torture sex as a pain slut. In real life, I don’t want my pretty face maimed or my hot body carved up. I also don’t really want to die. I just want to wish to be killed because I cannot take the pain any more. When it is fantasy, we can get as violent or deadly as you want. Thinking about that kind of excruciating pain makes my whore holes wet. Guys ask me all the time, what do I have at home to hurt myself with. They think this is nothing but fantasy for me. I have a few devices e that every pain slut like me should possess. It is my chest of horrors as I call it. I have impact toys like a paddle, belt, cat o nine tails and a riding crop. I have bondage tools like handcuffs, rope, zip ties, duct tape, dog collar, chains and electrical wire. I have several types of gags: funnel, ring and ball. I have a large array of insertable toys: vibes and dildos of varying sizes, butt plugs, anal hooks, pony tail and speculums. I have nipple clamps. I also have a diverse collection of piercing instruments: needles, hat pins, safety pins, veggie skewers, nails, tacks and an ice pick. Did I mention I have other things like ice, cigars to burn my girl parts and weights for my tits and my clits? I am a true pain whore. I just need a strong, sadistic man like you, to tell me just how to hurt myself for his pleasure. I am waiting on the couch like a good submissive whore for you to take control.
Snuffing Fun with P-Daddy’s
Snuff sex fantasies are decadent when it comes to your fucking p-daddy pervs and the need that is so strong to use a little one and off them when done. I will always be sure the evidence is destroyed and I will always fucking own the daddy, especially the p-daddy of such little sweet meat sluts. The undeniable need for being a evil genius that must fuck the shit out of daddy while his wife is nearby. The need to have daddy need me like a god damned drug.
I love owning him and getting him to bid my desires and help me rape fantasy the crap out of wifey and make her watch as daddy and I play with their offspring. We are going to have a lot of fucking fun violating the fuck out of those holes, and causing a bloody massacre of sinfullicious debauchery.
I Wanted To Be A Model
I didn’t know that you were going to be like this. I saw a post on craigslist looking for models
and while I have never really thought I was “model pretty” – I know my body is super sexy.
I followed the instructions to just show up at the address on the post and it seemed a little
strange that it stated not to bring anyone citing limited room but I felt okay about it.
You open the door to the loft and greet me, letting me in and immediately saying something
about how beautifully perfect I was for the gig. You asked for me to strip down nude and stand up against
this large wooden cross you had in the studio. I did but that’s when you walked behind me and began
handcuffing me to it. I protested and you told me to be silent, or else it would hurt. I didn’t
know what to make out of that but I started panicking. You then began slicing pieces of my skin off.
Licking the open cuts and pulling your cock out, pissing into them. I started to scream and thats when
you slammed a ball gag right into my mouth and around my head, even taking it an additional step and
opting to blindfold me- Which added to my horror. You sliced an opening right into my belly and
began fucking the open and bleeding wound while I tried in vain to escape and scream but it was
completely pointless and what happened next was even worse.
Taboo phone sex with victim Aubree
Some people wonder what it feels like to have the euphoric feeling of floating out of your body. Well I feel that every time a man decides to choke me and fantasy rape my asshole and cunt when I am unwilling. I have gotten so use to losing consciousness and being taken to the brink of the loss of consciousness that I do not even know what it feels like to be caressed and gently fucked any more. Quite honestly I crave being choked, punched, slapped and humiliated because it makes me feel alive. If I am in pain I know that I am alive and not dead… yet anyway. I am sure some day some man will be raping me while he is holding my throat so tight that while my skin bruises and my eyes turn red from the blood vessels popping, that I will simply fade away into nothing and my corpse will be all that is left as he continues to fuck my shell and then throw away what is left of me.
Snuff phone sex with Stephanie
Please hurt me! I want to feel how pain you can cause me and I want to see if you make me hurt. Take me to a room and do what you will with me, Treat me like I am a piece of dirt. I am literally here on this earth to please you and be your snuff phone sex fantasy slut. I will scream and make you cum all over yourself. I can go as extreme as you want, if you have any ideas you can call me and tell me what you want baby. Just know that I am here for you to snuff and make your little bloody fleshy whore. I wanna die on your cock fuck me to death please baby.
Locked In The Cabinet
My sadistic and psychotic Father took it upon himself to lock me inside of the kitchen cabinet underneath the sink for absolutely no reason at all aside from the fact that he gets off on seeing me suffer at the strength of his own hands. After forcing me to be crammed into the small box of a space for days on end, he drilled a hole from the outside, finally letting in some fresh air that I could gasp up into my lungs. There were so many bottles of cleaning products locked in the cabinet with me, it made it hard to breath with the strong scent of chemicals penetrating my insides. Although I sounded like I was hacking up a lung from coughing so hard while trapped in that hell hole, my Daddy still didn’t give a fuck. He is sick and depraved, he has no remorse for his actions whatsoever. I’m used to his worthless treatment of me, it’s been like this since day one when I entered into this world. I’m a washed up, used up bitch and my cunt needs to be punished as often as possible! Daddy gave me what I deserved, after all, that’s the treatment that pretty little cum sluts like me are supposed to be receiving! Torturous and dark, my young, sexy sounding voice only makes it all the better!
Murder Phone Sex Fantasies: Use Me
When Murder Phone Sex Fantasies are the only thing that will make your cock throb, grow hard, and explode jism like a fountain then you are in the right place for mayhem. I’m a worthless fucking cunt that deserves to fucking die. Kill me, beat the crap out of me and make me cum, or forbid me to cum and piss on the open fucking knife wounds you just inflicted on me. Or invite a bunch of cracked out niggers over to jack me the fuck up and then use me like a filthy mens bathroom. Piss on me, in my mouth or on my pretty face and big luscious tits. Let these thugs force fuck my anus, cunt and mouth and jerk off their big filthy pieces of fuck meat while they shoot me up with filthy needles making me overdose while being fantasy raped.
I’m a useless bubble headed blonde that deserves every bit of punishment administered to me.
Fantasy phone sex
Fantasy phone sex lets you explore are your naughty thoughts. I have plenty of naughty thoughts too. I like to talk about these naughty fantaises, I have recently begun to act on these desires. I have a master who has sort of fucked me up a bit. I am not a the same chick I was before. I actually am pretty thankful to have awoken these desires. Ever since I have had a master I have been programmed to enjoy hard and rough sex. I was at a party last night and I was able to take 12 cocks and fuck 8 girls. I have never been into orgies, I have a new favorite past time. I t was so hot to be fucked by all types of guys with all different types of cocks. I loved being fucked and loved getting to climax so much . I was so soaked it was defintley and expeirence I will never forget. I love to try new things.
Ass Rape Porn: Pay Up Bitch
Ass rape porn is never what I want, but it is always what I get. Troy said I owed him money. I didn’t even remember this guy. Supposedly, we fucked months ago. I used him for drugs. I use every man for drugs. That is my reputation. Not like he didn’t get anything out of it, right? I felt no allegiance to him. He got pussy; I got coke. It is called a trade. Women don’t fuck for free. I don’t even fuck my husband without expecting something in return. He didn’t like my answer. He smacked my face so hard, my lip bled. I tried to run away, but he grabbed me by the hair and tossed me on the floor. His dick was out. He intended on collecting his money one way or another. He kicked me until I begged for mercy and promised to be a good slut for him. He even kicked me in the head. He pissed on me while laughing. He informed me that his fee went up because I was being a twat. I was contorted like a beach ball. My yoga pants tore at the seam from the position. He split them even further, then just ripped them off me. All he needed was room for his cock and access to my asshole. He pounded me like he was a hammer and I was a nail. He got in so deep. In that position, he could pin my arms back too so that if I fought or moved away he could snap my arms. Over an hour in that position was more torture sex than anal sex. I was bleeding, in pain with a prolapsed anus by the time he was done. He spat in my face and said sarcastically, “Next time pay up bitch.” Another lesson learned the hard way.


















