I have done many snuff sex gigs and yeah, I know how off is that? Well, I have been resurrected a couple of times as I am their favorite victim. The idea of being fucked and cut up, strangled, stabbed and beat to a pulp makes my fucking twat so god damned wet and it turns into a fucking sensitive little ball of fuckitall. I cum like mad after a real good fucking mad rush of endorphins. Fuck me, beat me, kill me, and fuck me some more, I’m your dead fuck, the wet dreams of the most sadistic and twisted. Take my fucking whore body and do with me as you like. I was bred for beating and fucking my daddy told me so as he beat me to a pulp and fucked my young cunt bloody. I came for the first time then and knew I wasn’t right.
Category: Killer phone sex
Cheap Thrills
A girls night out turns in to a night of torture sex. I was out with my friends and noticed this guy who was my type to the T. After trying to conversate with him I gave up. The man wasn’t big on words. I decided to move on. He wasn’t having any of that. I guess he speaks more with his actions rather than his words. He dragged me out of the club and took me to his place. I was already fucked up so I went right along with him. I wasn’t going to say no. I am a cheap slut deep down, and I have always liked it when a guy puts me in my place. I can’t stand prim and proper men. I love the guys I can’t take home to mom. Violate me and use me to your likings. I know once you are done with me you will toss me out like the trash whore I am. My tight ass won’t be intact when you finish with me. Take your time and have me endure all the torture fuck me . I have no say so. Treat me like a cum slut. I love when you spit on me and cum all over my face. Show me you own me, and you don’t care about my pain tolerance. I love bloody phone sex and pure pain.
Fuck, Kill, Eat : Killer phone Sex
Your wife went into labor at the park as I was picking you a bratkin out! Nothing this perfect has happened to this killer phone sex whore in a long fucking time. I calm her as we head past the hospital I get out and tell her an ambulance is meeting us, but instead, I use ether to put her out and stuff her back in the back seat. She starts to fucking scream when she starts to wake up. She can’t fucking move, she reaches down to her stomach and her gaping twat. Blood is everywhere. She burst out and screams again! I know she hears her fresh from the womb brat screaming. I lift her head up to show her that brat cooking in the big oven. She is going to taste so fucking good too. Your whore of a wife screams as she watches you rubbing your hard cock. You tore that bastard fucktyke apart before I threw her in the flames. I fucking hate hearing her scream. I put a ring in her mouth that stops that fucking bitch from closing her mouth. Now slide your cock down her fucking throat. Force that fucking cunt to finally suck your cock. While I shove my fist up her oiled pussy, fisting her whore hole so I can stuff her with seasonings to make her taste even better. Her whore cunt is so fucking wet. I think she loves smelling her brat cooking as you throat fuck that whore! I tie a noose around your cheating wife’s neck. Thirty BBC come in to make gangbang rape porn with her forced birth body. Between the fuckings, you tell her how many brats you have rape fantasy killed and gotten rid of, and it is all her fault. Now she will pay as the men cum on her body one after another and hoist her to the rafters where she strangles to death. I throw her carcass in with her brat for our killer feast tonight. Come on come all to the killers’ feast. We fuck, kill, and eat the remains.
Made for Snuff Movies
I was made for snuff movies. That is what he told me when he kidnapped me. I was so scared. I had no clue how I got to this guy’s place. I had no idea who he was, but he knew everything about me. I was shaking like a caged animal. I could hear him talking on the phone. He was haggling prices for a side of beef. I suddenly got the idea that I was that side of beef. He kidnapped me to sell me on the black market. The best case scenario would be sex trafficking. The worse case scenario would be snuff porn. I was sold to be a sex slave or a dead whore. There were other women in the room with me. They were passed out. I figured they drugged them, like they would me too. Easier to smuggle meat that is quiet. After a few hours, a man in black came to talk to my captor. He gave him a large sum of money and the mystery man hand selected me. The man revealed himself once I was in the back of his van. I knew him. He was a friend of my father’s. He forced fucked me many years ago when I was a small school girl. Was I bought to be returned to my prick of a father? Turns out he wanted me all to himself. We pulled over somewhere so he could fuck me in the back of his cold, rusty perv van. I fought, but he was strong. I didn’t want him then, and I didn’t want him now. After he nutted in my ass against my wishes, I knew I had an advantage. I grabbed his balls and squeezed so hard, I severed a testicle. I kicked him in the face and fled out the back of the kidnap mobile. I know I am in a lot of trouble now. I was bought and sold by two men who will hunt me down and kill me. I just need to hide out for awhile until things cool down. Maybe you can hide me. I will be your willing slave in exchange.
Kidnapped
Predators just seem to be able to sniff me out, like a cat hunting a mouse. I’ve always been a victim. Years ago when I was a lot younger, I was walking home from school when a man took me. I guess he saw a cute little redhead walking alone and he just couldn’t help himself. He pulled me into his car and drove me to his house. He duct taped my mouth and tied my ankles and wrists. He held a knife to my throat and told me if I screamed he would carve out my jugular. He took the tape off my mouth just so he could jam his cock into it and fuck my throat until I vomited on myself. He forced himself into my virgin pussy and fucked me until I was bleeding. I could feel his hard cock ripping apart my hymen. When he was done with me, he warned me not to tell anyone or he would come back for me. He dumped me out onto the road in front of my house the next day and drove off. Sometimes I would see his car parked outside of my house at night and I knew he wanted me to see him, he wanted me to know he was watching me. I never told anyone for fear he would make good on his word about coming back to take me out. I still look over my shoulder when I’m walking alone. I’m just waiting for the day I see his car slowly driving down the road, coming to get me and drag me back into his basement to abuse all of my holes and hold a knife to my throat. Will he let me go again when he comes back for me? Or will he finally snuff me out for good?
Make Snuff Porn, Don’t Watch It
Watching snuff porn is foreplay for me, but making it is the main course. Why watch it when you can make it is my motto. I have a popular dark net live stream I do once a month. My favorite movie chain is the Hostel movies. I just love the idea of people paying for their darkest desires. I do Hostel with a twist, however. Instead of having some Serbian warehouse where folks must find, I let people all over the world bid to see me torture and kill a victim. They pay to watch the stream and the pay to ask me to do something to my victim. I can do anything they pay to see. I only do it once a month because for one, it takes a lot of planning and preparation to do one stream. Two, I make bank off 12 a year, trust me. I am making more money than Tom Brady right now. Snuff movies are the dark net’s cash cow. I usually get a hot teen slut for my victim. They are the most popular. My viewers love seeing sick and demented things done to young, vacuous girls. I have gauged eyes out, cut off breasts, burned clits, carved names in their flesh, stabbed their ass and cunt with knives, and even peeled the flesh off their bodies. You could say I am the sick one for doing it, but I am just following what my viewers want to see. Teen girls are the meanest girls around. They are stupid and egotistic too. The world is over populated with teen twits, so if one goes missing a month, it’s just one less stupid cunt in the world, right? Wouldn’t you love to watch me do some very bad things to some very young girls?
Dinner for Two
Daddy loves our nasty play time, I’m his good little pain slut. He loves to abuse my tight little body to the point of no return. Burning my skin with hot rods, slicing off my tiny nipples, whipping my cunt with rods, rope, barbed wire and thrusting bats into my asshole until it prolapses. I take all the abuse like a good little snuff toy. Today daddy decided to invite a special guest to eat his little girl. A gentleman on the internet paid my daddy a pretty penny for a chance to taste me. Daddy made sure to nearly drain me of most of my blood and when the man came, daddy had me nice and plated up on a table. The man started by slitting my throat and cutting my tits off taking a big juicy bite out of them. Then he started slashing various meats off my body for him and daddy to enjoy. I was a snuffed whore dinner for two!
Snuff Sex Mercy Kill
Sometimes I am just in a snuff sex mood. Last night was one of them. I went cruising for a young hooker for hire. No one ever goes looking for a missing whore, no matter what her age is. Runaways and illegal immigrant girls are always hooking on the corner downtown. Money is money, right? A young hooker will take money from a woman just as much as a guy. I picked up this little Hispanic bitch. She had a chunky ass and big tits. For a moment, I thought she might make a tasty meal, but I was flying solo and she was enough food for a few people. She barely spoke English, but I could tell she had a tragic life. Needle marks all over her arms, bruises on her body, a few teeth missing…no way I would ever fuck her. I was sure she had a nasty coyote pimp who was making her hook to pay for the honor of being brought illegally into our country. This was a mercy killing. Too bad you weren’t with me too savor her fuck holes first. She did have a juicy cunt. She was less than half my age, but her cunt looked like she was 30 years older than me. I fed her, sort of a last meal, I guess. I even let her shower at my place. I knew her pimp likely had a tracking device on her, so he would be coming by when she didn’t return home. While she was in the shower, I killed her. Stabbed her like I was Anthony Perkins in Psycho. She didn’t put up much of a fight as I stabbed her tender flesh. That was a letdown. Now her pimp, he was more fun. He put up a hell of a fight, but I cut off his cock and from then on, I had the upper hand. I made a mess of my house, but I fed them both to the coyotes. No one would be looking for them because no one knew they were in the US. I love killing illegals because no cares about a dead illegal freeloader, right?
I Love Killer Phone Sex
Killer phone sex was on his mind. He is a creative caller. His calls make my pussy wet. He didn’t want to kill me. He wanted me to help him kill his wife. She is a boring bitch. She is dominant and doesn’t do anything kinky in the bedroom like his phone mistress does. I am a subby bitch. Never say no, especially if I am high. With her out of the way, his favorite submissive whore could move in. He couldn’t kill her, however, because they always suspect the husband first in a wife’s death. I wanted to be a good murderer for him. I binge watched the ID channel and that Netflix show How to Make a Murderer or something like that. When he had a good alibi with his son, I broke into his place and stabbed her to death. It was such a thrill driving the knife into her tender flesh and feeling the blood splatter all over me. I was getting a taste for killing. I ransacked the place and stole jewelry and silver and shit. I wanted to make it look like a robbery gone bad. I even fucked her cunt with a dildo to make it look like someone was exploring their rape phone sex fantasies. I enjoyed it way too much. It has been weeks and the city is still looking for a murdering robber. The police checked out my sadistic boyfriend, but no evidence points to him. I can’t wait to kill again. Can I be your accomplice?
Snuffed out
I was blind folded and my hands and ankles were zip tied. I didn’t know where I was, but I wasn’t alone. I felt my jeans pulled down and my shirt ripped off, exposing my naked body. Rough hands pulled at me and slid across my skin. Every time I tried to move, it was met with a hard punch or slap. The hands tugged at the cheeks of my ass and I felt a rough finger poke at my rosebud. I heard a deep voice say, “Let’s get you loosened up down here.” A moment passed and I felt something sharp poking my asshole, just lightly grazing it at first, but then in one swift movement a knife was jammed into my tight asshole. I screamed in agony and the faceless attacked just laughed. He stuck his cock into my bloody and ripped asshole. The knife had cut me from my asshole to my pussy, leaving a wide open gash and creating one bleeding and bloody hole. He fucked me as I screamed and I felt cold hands tightening around my neck. With each thrust, he tightened his grip until he choked me out and then continued to fuck my dead and lifeless body. I was already starting to grow cold by the time he came.