Snuff porn is not just something I watch to get off. It is something I make to get off too. Plenty of sick fucks out there like you, who love a sexy butcher babe with a knife who isn’t afraid to use it. It is no secret I have a low threshold for stupidity, self entitlement and bratty behavior. Sometimes I just kill for the thrill too, but usually your behavior motivates me. Some people look at others and think, “They ought to be in pictures.” I look at people and think, “They ought to be in underground snuff porn.” Just this weekend, I thought that about a bunch of mean school girls. You know the type. Young, bitchy, cock teasing little whores who think the rules don’t apply to them. They tend to congregate at the mall, which I usually avoid like the plague, but it is great hunting ground. I approached the ring leader, asked her if she had ever seen the movie Saw. I was met with attitude immediately. I just explained, I was a movie scout for horror films and one was being cast locally that needed some teen girls, then walked away. Of course that piqued their curiosity and they were back at my dungeon of death for “test shoots.” Offered them roofied drinks, and they woke up on the floor chained, just like in Saw, wondering what the fuck happened. I happened bitches. Camera equipment was all set up, as were a few men to assist me. A have a small male posse who loves to violate young girls and help in their demise. I film the sodomy and pussy torture of the young whores; then they film me dismembering them slowly and painfully. I begin with fingers, nipples, clits, move to hands and feet, then arms and legs… Not sure what turns me on more. The screams of pain from the victim being dismembered with a butcher knife and a chainsaw, or the screams of fear from those watching, awaiting their fate. Want to make snuff movies with a sick bitch?
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Used and Abused- Violent Phone Sex
Don’t let the image fool you. The tattoos and piercings are a cover up to what lies beneath. I am a battered, used and torn up old bitch. I will submit to any cock that comes my way. Well because that is the way my husband has trained me to be. Of course he is not aware of me getting side cock, if he had ever found that out it may be the last beating I’d ever see. Something about taking a hard pounding by the fist of a strong man turns me on and makes my pussy wet. If you are looking for a victim to choke until she sees those little black dots, or one to take the blows of your fist as you slam your fuck rod into my old cunt, I am the one. I’ve been tortured in every imaginable way…from several men taking my pussy forcefully to charging my back door, I’ve had objects of every kind shove in my cunt and been beaten to a bloody pulp with them very objects that once fucked me. I’ve been choked, suffocated, bruised, cut, slashed, nose broke, blood vessels busted in my eyes, lips split, cunt torn, asshole stretched, tonsils nearly ripped out with a cock itself. I have seen it all and taken it all. I don’t give up much of a fight I know better. I am a pathetic piece of shit that deserves every beating and fucking I get.
The Bitch is Back for Blood
I’m back bitches! I had to take a bit of a hiatus and haul ass to avoid some legal entanglements. A sweet little Angel disappears on your watch and the cops come breathing down your neck. Go fucking figure. No worries, they didn’t find shit and I’m back with a vengeance. I’ve never been the kind of bitch to “learn her lesson” and stay on the path to good! I’m an evil soul stealing bitch and I fucking love it. I crave the feeling of a terrified body writhing beneath my hand. I love watching the flow of blood move slow and soft like satin down my victim’s body. The fear in their eyes. That’s what feeds my inner bitch. The pure unmitigated delicious fucking fear. You can smell it on them. They almost always have the faintest glimmer of hope. Hope that I will change my mind, hope that I will not keep hurting them, hope that I will not kill them. They hope they can return to their little lives back to Mommy and Daddy and all their friends. I love to torture them. Both physically and emotionally. I love to make them THINK they have a fucking chance in hell of escaping. That is not the kind of sadistic fuck I am though. I will not release them, not alive anyway. I love a good accomplice that is not afraid of dishing out hard core punishment and torture. I want every god damn hole they have destroyed. Create new ones with me baby. Let’s watch the little piggies squeal as we slit them open and bathe in their blood. I’m hungry for a good victim. If you have the balls and stomach for it, you’re welcome to join me. Just make sure we don’t leave behind any evidence!
~Sadistically Your Sinful Blood Craving Accomplice, Brayden
I get paid to kill
Finally I get PAID to do something I would be doing anyway! One of my guys finally wanted me to kill his cheating wife and I was more than happy to kill that little whore. I can’t stand a bitch who will cheat on her man, I might be fucked up myself but I am loyal so I knew this piece of shit had it coming to her! Her hubby gave me her schedule, I knew exactly where that bitch would be – she really had no chance. I came up behind her in the parking lot, a little smell of this stuff knocks her out good and suddenly she is in my truck on the way to her destiny – death. She’s still passed out when I take her out of the trunk, tie her up and undress her. That’s about the time she woke up screaming, but I just shoved a nice black dildo in her mouth so she could choke on that – since she loves it so much, apparently. She was crying hysterically cuz she knew what was going to happen, and I felt my pussy start to get wetter and wetter knowing what was coming too…
Date night
I went on a blind date with some guy that I met through a dating app. It seemed to be going fine, until we were leaving the restaurant and he told me to come back to his place. I got a weird feeling and immediately declined the invitation. He grabbed my wrist and made me get in his car as I was tripping on my heels, I fell into his car. He closed the door behind me and I looked for where the handle was to exit the car. There was not one. He got in beside me and punched me right in the face. He gave me a fat bloody lip and I knew that I should just be quite and roll with whatever he was going to do. I felt hopeless and had no idea what to do. His car finally stopped in a deserted parking lot. It was pitch black, as he came on the other side and dragged my body out of the passenger side. He started to kick me in my ribs and I felt my bones shatter. He flipped me on my tummy and began pull my dress up as he smashed my face into the assault. He ripped my black j-string off and forced my ass cheeks open and he forced his throbbing hard dick into my shit hole. I begged “please no, please stop” but he relentlessly kept thrusting inside of me. My face was bleeding and I was squirming to get away. The gravel around us was finding its way in my hair and up my holes. Then when I decided to just take it and stop putting up a fight, he took off in his car. I looked around me, I was alone in the dark stranded. What do I do now before I become someones next victim again.
I know I’m evil
I know I am a nasty, evil bitch. And I love it. I have no resentment of my dark side, I just accept my twisted ways and do as I please to take care of my cravings. My brutal ways never cease to even impress me. Or rather, the creative and torturous ways I think of to kill little whores. You can imagine that I’ve been planning this one for a while, consistently visiting the cornfield I planned to use for this cunt’s death. I use the scarecrow to lure them to peck at it, they wanted the food I put in it…the same thing they will do to her little pathetic body when I have her tied up and helpless like a fucking scarecrow so the birds will peck her to death. Mmm, her screams as I watch is going to be sure to be what makes me cum, or maybe it’s the blood…or maybe it’s because she is naked and I can see her smooth small body being torn apart…and she can’t do a damn thing. I love it. I fucking love it.
Another Day Another Beating
Yesterday was one of the worst beatings to date that I received from my husband. He just would not let go of the idea that I had someone in the house fucking them. Well someone was in the house I dare not tell him. He wouldn’t believe me that it was against my will and he’d probably just kill me. I woke up this morning covered in bruises and a huge gash nearly on my temple.The last thing I remember was seeing his fist coming towards my head. I must had passed out from that blow to the side of my head. When I woke up my pussy had a tear in it. The only thing I can guess is that he was ramming my old pussy with the barrel of his gun again. That or he found something else to shove up in me that was rather large or very rough because this split is terrible. Every time I urinate it is excruciating. I want to scream out. But I dare not at least not if he is home. He must have sodomized me while I was passed out because my backside is very sore to the touch and is bleeding as well. I literally have to change my panties mid way through the day because I soak them with blood. I know I should go to the doctor and get some stitches but that would only cause me more issues. I am going to just have to suck it up and roll with the punches literally.
Seeing Stars
Went in to town today for a couple items and I noticed two younger men checking me out. I didn’t give them much attention I just wanted to get back home before my husband otherwise there would be hell to pay. I paid for my items and loaded them up in my car. I noticed these guys had to be in their mid 20’s maybe at the most in their early 30’s had followed me out of the store. One of them approached me and asked if I needed any help. I was polite yet firm telling them no thank you. One of them said to the other she’s a feisty old bitch isn’t she?
I just got in my car locked the door and drove away. But that did not solve my problem. They followed me all the way home and pulled up right behind me. I figured I’d just move really quickly and make a run for it. Boy was I wrong. They forced their way in behind me and one of them grabbed me by my neck while the other stripped me of my clothes. Forcing me down all the while his hands were firmly wrapped around my neck they went on to have their way with me. At one point I started seeing spots I was being chocked so hard. I thought I was going to pass out but then he would let go only for a quick minute so that I could catch my breath. This went on what felt like hours. Luckily for them they made it out just minutes before my husband came home. He found me all messed up with my clothing off and instantly accused me of fucking someone. So after I took the beating from them young punks I took round two from my husband. Only he is a lot more forceful and left me with a busted lip and bloody nose.
Morticia and Karma’s Gathering
Karma and I have known each other for a while. We are two evil bitches in charge of our own followers. They worship the ground we walk on. They will do anything for us. Tonight is our gathering. We get together to worship the darkness and nature. We give ourselves to the darkness. We give back to nature. There are too many people in this world. They destroy our mother and spit on our worship. We give back to our mother earth and to our dark lord.
We take these worthless people and sacrifice them in the name of mother earth and our dark lord. We burn their skin with candles, we whip them till they are bloody. We take turns fucking them, making them beg for mercy. Making them repent for being worthless living holes. We send out our minions to do our dirty work. Karma and I are powerful. We fuck each other as we bath in the blood from our sacrifices. We finger fuck each other and make each other cum. We fuck all of our followers, leaving them wanting more from us!
Castration Phone Sex Grudge Fuck: Don’t Fuck with a Sadistic Bitch
You ever grudge fuck? I did once and it was amazing. Amazing for me, not for him. Couple years ago, I was coming home from shopping. This asshat grabbed me in broad daylight. No one did a thing to help me either. He made me his captive for a weekend. I am not a victim. I got away, but I knew I would find him a again. I made it my mission in life to find him again. I am relentless, like a dog with a bone, when I want revenge. Thanks to the Internet, I finally found him again a few states away. This time the tables were turned. I hunted him like prey for days before I snatched him up in my car. Took him to a seedy motel no tell along the highway. Think Bates Motel . He was unapologetic. In fact, he was downright cocky. He thought I was back for some dick. I let him delude himself that I was back after two fucking years just for his tiny little sorry ass excuse for a dick. Really? Some dudes are so fucking stupid, it is amazing they remember how to breathe. I indulged his grandiose thoughts. Not because there was any truth in them, but because it would give me an edge. Give me the upper hand. When he told me to suck his dick like a good bitch, I showed him who the bitch was with a razor blade in my mouth. I cut his dick all the fuck up. He was crying like a bitch, when I punched him in the face. Tied him up, then informed him he didn’t have anything to offer a woman, which is why he force fucks chicks. A real man doesn’t have to force a chick because the ladies flock to him. Men with little clit sticks are not men. I cut his cock off, gave him a real clit. Just left a little nub. Well, littler than before. Left him in a pool of blood crying like a sissy bitch. I spit in his face and called 911 as I was leaving. I didn’t want to kill him. He needed to live the rest of his life as a dickless loser. Fuck with me, and I will fuck back tenfold.


















