Category: Bloody phone sex

Snuff Movies are Made to be Watched

snuff moviesDo you watch snuff movies? You may have happened upon one of my creations. Although, my real name is never attached to a movie, if you follow my work, you will see my signature moves. I like to make the snuff flicks as bloody as possible. The more blood and guts in a snuff flick the more popular it seems to be. So, I am just giving the audience what they want.

Over the weekend, I made another snuff flick. And Iive streamed the kill too. Some of my best work. I mean I made it bloody and visceral. This cute drunk coed became my snuff porn star. I let the audience tip me for certain things. And the audience seemed just as depraved as me. Viewers paid to see me mutilate her perky coed breasts. Some one wanted me to fuck her cunt with an ice pick. That got bloody and caused her so much pain she passed out. But I used smelling salts to bring her back.

My Snuff Flicks are Bloody and Torturous

She needed to be awake for this movie until the final blow. The tips poured in as I mutilated her body. One viewer paid for me to carve whore in her flesh with the sharpest knife I own. And I gladly did that. At that point, she appeared to be struggling to survive. She had a lot of blood loss. But I kept the cunt alive as long as I could. I had a money goal to hit with my snuff movie.

The final tip came in after a couple hours of torture. And the final tip requested that I gut her like a pig. So, I got out my sickle and hooked it in her belly button pulling all the way up like I was Candyman, LOL. Her guts spilled on my shoes. We watched the life drain from her eyes. Lots of dings for the show. The last thing that drunk coed saw was my masked face covered in her blood. Even though I never show my face as the executioner of my movies, my fans know my work. I am known for the violent torture sex that leaves a victim gutted like a pig.

Have you seen any of my films?

Beat, fuck, and cum on me at the same time

Domination phone sex

My master is a hard fellow to break or even slip away. I’m unable to get fucked by anyone else unless he approves, could that be you? Are you able to break my tight little bald pussy open, literally, rip me up and pound me like a hammer.

Master will be watching closely to make sure your doing the job right and if you don’t…I can always tell if he’s ok with your shaft work by the size of his cock.  Usually I get gangbanged but tonight it’s just you.

While you got me on my back he likes to sit in a chair next to us, whip out his massive cock and stroke it, the bigger means better.

Throw me around, slap me and make me scream. Maybe even spice it up with some choking while you’re deep inside my moist, juicy, wet cunt. Watch my eyes go dark then come back, then do it again.

Master likes things rough and raw, he especially loves the fucking fear in my eyes, then my tears. After your done slamming, cum all over my face then hold my tits together and fill them up with jizz.

It’s better than drilling for oil. It’s a bloody fuck hole. Torture phone sex me to death.

Torture Phone Sex

The boarder between pleasure and pain is a very fine line. You can either love a large dick in you, or it’s the most painful experience ever. No real in between.

For me, that line is very blurred. I love having my pussy getting tortured by whatever implement is being shoved in it at the time. Possibly something that can stretch the hole till it ripes open.

Most natural lube ever is blood. Might as well use it. Even if it’s a finite amount.

Getting my ass gaped is just as pleasurable too. Even with that Pear of Anguish. Just spread this bitch open so you can see what I look like on the inside. I’d love to have my pussy and asshole connect at some point to be one giant bloody mess of a cave. Stick anything in there you want.

Trust me. I want it that way.

 

Babysitter Phone Sex Gives You Access To Cute Little Girls and Boys

babysitter phone sexAlthough I am too old for babysitter phone sex, men want me to be the bad babysitter often. I guess technically as a mother I would make a good babysitter. However, I just associate babysitting with teen girls, not women in their 40s. But sometimes, a druggy whore needs to go where the money is to score. And he needed a bad babysitter to give him access to a little girl.

I thought about saying no. Very risky for me to watch his neighbor’s daughter just so he can sneak into the house and diddle her. But he could pay me more money than men pay to abuse me. So, I said fuck you to my morals. I could get money to buy coke and go home unscathed. Be nice for the focus not to be on me for once. I’m running out of my 9-lives. If he wanted to pay me to explore his rape phone sex fantasies for someone other than myself, why should I care?

So, I followed his instructions on how to get hired, and it worked. They never even checked my references or anything. I think they saw a mom and just assumed I would be safe around their precious baby girl. Jim told me what to mix to knock her out. Young girls and boys sleep heavy anyway. But a little nighttime specialty drink erases the memory, dulls the pain and knocks them out.

Sometimes, I Just Need to Say Fuck Off to My Conscious

Once I had her in bed, dead to the world, I called Jim. Told him the coast was clear. I did feel bad for the girl. And a bit worried if the parents found out their little angel got violated on my watch, but I needed coke more than some little slut needed her virginity. He did not fuck her gently either. But then as tiny as she was and has big as his cock looked, he could fuck her gently and she would still look like she just finished a gangbang rape porn.

He did not fuck her long. That tight snatch made him pop quickly. But he left me with one hell of a mess to clean up. And I did my best to wipe away DNA and virgin blood. Even washed the bed linens and iced her swollen cunt and asshole.

Parents came home, paid me, and I left to go get coke with all the money Jim paid me to assault his little neighbor girl. And the coke dulled my guilt and eased my fear of getting caught.

Rape phone sex fantasies end in bloody suffering.

            Rape phone sex fantasies end in bloody suffering. Some things are worse than death and this whore knows how to make you, or any victim suffer. Torture is real, shallow cuts, barely any blood. Peg you hard. Part of the rape fantasy is the torture. Bringing the pain onto you.

            Shattered glass into the back, sit on you and rub in the alcohol. Listen to the screams. Not my first rodeo. Buck under me. Let me hear you scream. As soon as you think the pain stops, I will find a new torture for you.

            Like twisting your balls into a knot. Can’t cum if they can’t leave the balls. Now to really enjoy the rape fantasy going to make sure your prostate is pressed into. Forcing the hardon.

            The race is on for Torture phone sex is real. Going to torture you makes you suffer, then sooner or later, most likely sooner when you are screaming for release. I will untie your balls, and give you consent to cum.

            Maybe. All in all, you will be suffering, and you will be bloody. My coming with your torture alongside my rape fantasy is enough to make me orgasm.

Rape phone sex fantasies

Taboo Phone Sex Accomplice Explores Any Snuff Fantasy with You

taboo phone sexMen need a no taboo phone sex accomplice for their perversions. And all men have perversions. But most men never admit it. That’s why this snuff site is here. To safely explore the things that you really want to do, but you let fear of going to prison stop you. My callers get creative. But I do too. Creatively lets us get out all our pent-up aggression. And that’s good for everyone.

My last caller last night had some rape fantasies for his teen daughter and a couple of her hot friends. The dumb bitch has a public Instagram account. And that means any pervert can look at her like me. So, I told him that her and her cute friends deserved all his rape phone sex fantasies because they clearly want trouble with a public account as high school girls.

We concocted a Purge fantasy. Ever seen any of those movies? One night every year complete lawlessness occurs. You can commit even the most violent crimes without any repercussions. It’s a great concept. And likely really would curb day to day crime. So, on a day of Purge, my caller could force fuck his daughter and all her cock teasing friends and even kill them if he wanted without punishment.

Imagine All the Sick Fun We Could Have if We Had a Purge Night Every Year?

No need to hide our faces. For the night we were above the law. Of course, I helped him. Someone needed to hold the bitches down while he destroyed their cunts and assholes. At one point, I sat on the bitches’ faces to smother them and stifle their screams. Although the law did not care that he force fucked these teen sluts, his wife might. But she medicated, and went to sleep in the cellar in case someone broke in.

We planned the perfect snuff fantasy phone sex scenario. The law did not care that he assaulted four teen girls and killed them too. And his wife would discover their dead bodies after emerging from a deep sleep and assume they left the cellar at some point and someone broke in for a pure encounter. I think of everything as your partner in crime.

Lock me up and torture my pussy

 

Kidnapping phone sex

Lock me up and throw the key away, kidnapping phone sex, I’m an evil bitch and as soon as I’m out of here you won’t live to see another day. I won’t only castrate you, but I’ll use your fucking cock as my toy, make you cum all over yourself so you’ll enjoy life before I end it.

You trapped the wrong bitch asshole. You put shit in my drink after we fucked to take me away to this dark dungeon where you’ve locked me away to torture, humiliate and have rape fantasies with. I’m not bothered though. All I can think about is the evil shit I’m gonna do to you once I’m out.

I can tell it’s early morning when you come down and give me bread and water. You empty my bed pan and wipe my ass. After that you loosen my leash to pound my pussy. You cum all over my face, shoving your dick in my mouth to swallow the

Castration Phone Sex Can Happen Anywhere

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is my hobby and my passion. Balls are a privilege that I can revoke at any time. Just because you have balls does not make you superior. In fact, I will argue it makes you inferior because men get too accustomed to their balls. They touch them nonstop. Men become a slave to their balls. And that makes them do stupid shit. When they do, I revoke their privileges.

If you cannot use your balls for good, you do not deserve them. And you would be surprised at how many men think they are superior to women and that their balls give them certain rights to my body. Men can be so fucking stupid. I am not a woman who believes my body your choice. However, I do believe your body, my balls if you act like an entitled fool.

Your Balls are a Privilege and I Can Revoke Your Privilege Any Time

And Jeff acted like a fool in front of me. So, I revoked his privileges. Severed his balls from his body with some extreme cock and ball torture sex.  And I did not do anything to dull his pain or slow the bleeding down. Where would be the fun in that, right?  I rarely take out my anger publicly. Safer to kill and maim in my dungeon. But this asshole followed me into the restroom at my Goth bar. He was out of place, not me. So, I knew my bar patrons and the staff would have my back.

He tried to push himself on the wrong girl. Without missing a beat, I pulled out the knife strapped to my leg when he pulled his worthless dick out of his pants. I grabbed his dick, tugged really hard, and put my knife under the balls. And with one smooth move, I severed his worthless nuggets in a dirty bathroom stall. For all I know, he bled out on the floor. If he did, he would be taken out with the trash. I am an evil phone sex bitch. Do not cross me. I will sever your balls and leave you to bleed out too.

Kidnapping Phone Sex Scenario Left Me Bloodied and Battered

kidnapping phone sexKidnapping phone sex scenarios often seem like a page out of my own life. I get fucked up and vulnerable. And that makes me easy prey for predators. On Sunday night, I went down to the seedy part of town to score some coke. This time, I did not need to subject myself to any cruel torture to get a bag of coke. Some guys just party with me for fun. Of course, I sucked their cocks and let them fuck my ass, it was nothing hardcore or violent.

But I got wasted and could not even find where I parked my car. So, as I stumbled around in the dark looking for my car in the warehouse district, some guy grabbed me and shoved me in the trunk of his car. At some point, I passed out. When I woke up, I found myself hanging from the rafters in some dungeon basement. Naked of course.

A guy stood before me with a whip. I had no idea if he wanted to make a snuff porn with me or just beat the shit out of me. He did not kill me. But he made me wish that he did. He whipped me like a slave in the south in the 1800s. Flesh felt like it might fall off my skin. I pleaded to know who he was and why he kidnapped me, but he just smiled and evil smile and continued whipping me. Never spoke a word to me.

When I am Fucked Up I Become Easy Prey

My pleas fell on deaf ears. The more I pleaded, the rougher he got with me. So, I quickly learned to shut the fuck up. But it did not make much of a difference. Either way, he wanted to hurt me. I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. Easy prey for a sadistic phone sex man. Eventually, his arm got tired of whipping me and he left the room. But he left me hanging from the rafters. Luckily, I have one skill.  I am double jointed from years of abuse. So, I got out of there while he went MIA.

Not sure how I got back to my car, but I did. And now I am tending to my broken flesh and battered body with copious amounts of coke and weed. My 9 lives will run out soon.

An Accomplice Phone Sex Partner Helps Make Sick Dreams Come True

accomplice phone sexI love being the accomplice phone sex partner. Becoming a professional accomplice turned out to be the best decision I ever made. And the most profitable one too. GFE babe and stripper by day, sadistic partner in crime at night. Maybe it’s not honest work, but it’s fun work. And very financially rewarding. You would be surprised at what men with money will pay for.

Money gets men anything they want. Recently, I experienced something right out of a horror movie like Hostel. Ever seen that one? Wealthy folks pay tons of money to do sick things to people in some old, abandoned building in Slovakia. Torture sex, even murder. No one gets out alive sort of thing. This client wanted to have his own hostel experience. But he wanted a teen girl to torture and eventually kill.

Although he did not need me to do the torture and killing, he did need me to secure him a girl and film it for him. He wanted to make a homemade snuff movie for his spank bank. Essentially, he just wanted to savor the moment that he got to torture, fuck and kill a hot teen slut.

I Help Men Make Their Sick Fantasies a Reality

Teen girls dick tease him he claimed. And he just got tired of it. Cannot say that I blame him. Teen girls nowadays seem like something out of a porn movie. They dress like little sluts and they just want men to buy them things and spoil them because they are young and hot. But men will not drop a dime on a girl who keeps her legs shut.

Men never mind spoiling young girls, but they expect something in return. So, I found him this hot blonde cheerleader. Told her I could make her a star.  But she did not know it would be a snuff porn star. She screamed bloody murder when he started carving up her pretty, tight, little body. I watched and filmed everything. He carved her up better than a Thanksgiving turkey.

She bled crimson red. Her blood tasted sweet though. And I know because he kissed me after he slit her throat. Blood spurted everywhere. She eventually exsanguinated on the warehouse floor. But before that, she endured a lot of torture. And my client loved killing her so much, we have a weekly date. I may never need to work again with the money he pays me.