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Missing Person

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It is so sad when a young teen run away who is  hitchhiking goes missing. The worst part is when they finally get to their destination. A lot of teens runaway to Vegas to get away from the rules their parents make. Once they are in my home, they wish they could go back home. They will never leave my home again. I trick them into coming with me. I promise a hot meal, shower and a warm bed to sleep in. Once I get the runaway home I feed them a home made meal. Even tho it is left overs my meat is still juicy. My new Meat source is getting sleepy as she eats. Little did she know that in her meat I put a ton of sleep meds in there! I love it when she finally woke up. She was strapped down on the counter top, as I was getting her skin all oiled up. I don’t want her to dry out as she cooks away in my oven. I love explaining to her what she is going to be cooked for! I am so excited to eat this runaway hitchhiker!!

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Another whore gone

snuff phone sexI hit her with the bat again, but this time she didn’t move and flail about. Good, just what I wanted. I decided to leave her body hanging there; I figured it would make a good news story. I can see the headlines now – “Young girl found beaten to death, raped and hanging from a tree in the middle of the woods, no suspects at this time.” Ha! I save all of my news articles; they never in a million years suspect me… I am too good for them to look my way. I found some homeless whore sitting on the corner begging for money, I decided to get her nice and cleaned up before I made her wish she had never met me. I got her a nice meal and new clothes after a steamy hot shower, she was sooo fucking grateful to me. Bitch don’t you know by now that there are no such fucking thing as a free handout? I told her we were going to go for a walk then dinner after and that dumbass whore jumped at the idea of course! I took her on a trail I knew, but once we were in the woods nice and deep I decided it was time to veer off the path and she followed me like a lost puppy. This shit was too fucking easy; she was so young and trusting! When she wasn’t looking I went around the tree where I had previously hidden a few things, I smacked her hard as I could in the back of the head and she dropped immediately; knocked out cold. I tied her arms together above her head and let her hang from the tree. I woke her up by cutting little slits all over her body she screamed but I knew no one could hear her. She begged and cried but it was useless as I fucked her cunt, I made her suck my knife clean of her blood, and when I was finally done fucking her cunt and torturing her I decided it was time to finish her off. My pussy was soaking wet, and yet another whore is done wasting our air.

Compete to the Death

strangulation phone sexHe slept, lying there on that couch like a baby. He was evil. Pure evil. He had kidnapped me and another girl two days ago. His sexual needs were insane. He could fuck for hours and he had grown tired of that. His new game was mental. Once he had abused all of our holes and had cum more times than humanly possible, he grew bored. He began to make us do things to each other. I had already poked holes in her with a fork, making blood rivelets on her flesh. She had fucked me with multiple objects. I was torn up inside, my asshole ripped from puckered rim to pussy. I had bitten chunks out of tits and eaten them. I knew how to be a victim but I was fighting for my life. I would do anything.
I knew she couldn’t handle it. She was just too good. Not evil and drugged, like me. That night, our capturer said only one of us was allowed to wake up alive. If we were both alive, he was killing us both. She screamed and said “I’m telling. You’ll never get away with this.”  He left a knife, an axe, poison, and a rope for us to decide who got to live.
That night, she hanged herself. or did she?…….

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Venus’s Rape Phone Sex Fantasies: Brutal Rape Porn Means Lose Your Dick on Route 66

rape phone sex fantasiesMen are not the only ones with rape phone sex fantasies. A trucker cut me off the road a few months ago. No apologies. Not even a wave. I saw his truck at a rest stop, decided to pull over and confront him. Then, I thought this ass wipe deserves more than just a verbal lashing from me. He could have killed me. I got my big ass knife and strap on from the car and paid him a little visit in the bathroom. “What the fuck bitch,” he started to yell at me before I slammed his head into the urinal wall.

brutal rape porn strap onI fucked his ass with my strap on like he was a dirty lot lizard I paid to use. As I slammed my big cock in and out of his ass, I held my knife to his cock. “Resist me bitch, lose your dick,” I giggled sadistically. I was getting my kicks on Route 66. Well, maybe more like him losing his dick on Route 666. I was enjoying force fucking his worthless ass. Many men need taught how to respect women. I’m old school. I believe in vengeance. I believe in an eye for an eye. In this case, a dick for bad driving. I knew I was taking his dick; I just wanted to ruin his ass first. Hurt him.

bloody phone sexOnce I had his ass gaping open, I shoved my knife up his butt. Brutal rape porn on Route 666. Blood was gushing out his sphincter, running down his legs until he was standing in a pool of his own blood. He was crying; blubbering like an idiot. I gave one last hard jab upwards into his torn asshole, twisted, pulled it out, then sliced off his pecker and shoved it in his mouth. Left him on the rest stop bathroom floor to bleed out. Every time some ass wipe cuts me off in traffic, I fantasize about using him for ass rape porn. Woman aren’t the only ones who force fuck bitches.

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I was going to go back to school to get an education so I could get a good job but it seems like everything keeps stopping me in my tracks. When I went down to the campus to enroll and meet with the councilor, things went way different then I expected. As he got up behind me to get something off of his fax machine he injected me with something in my neck. I woke up tied to a rolling chair dressed in a school girl outfit. I actually like this outfit. As I wait alone, I look around and observe my surroundings. My hands are tied so tied behind my back, the material is cutting into my skin and there is some blood leaking out of my wrist. In enters the room three men. They are all completely naked and look like they are ready to play with me and my body. They are being rough as they pull my hair and head back and choke me. I gag and gasp for air to the point where I vomit. One of them shoves their vomit covered cock in my throat and skull fucks me. He explodes his cum load deep into my stomach. Before I can swallow his remaining cum in my mouth, the other guy shoves his cock straight into my pussy with a knife against my pubis. With each thrust inside of me he pokes slits in my cunt pouch. The third man can not wait to get in, I can tell his attention towards me is going to be the roughest. For now he keeps stroking his cock and staring at me. Blood keeps dripping down my thighs all the way down to my toes. This definitely delays my education, or does this mean I am enrolled?

 

Jingle, Jangle, Tick, Tock…

torture phone sexHere comes Peter Cottontail, hopping down the bunny trail….WTF is it? It can’t be human. It’s not the freaking Easter Bunny. It’s Michael, the jingly jangly bell wearing pansy. He’s coming down the hall, dancing a jig, and looking pukey in pepto pink. I hate faggots, and bunnies, and sissies who wear “pretty pink penis pouches.” And I especially hate pink.
If I had the chance, I’d like to turn him blood red instead, after I beat his fairy ass with a cane until he cries like a little girl. Oh, I wouldn’t kill him slowly and painfully. I’d just give him what he wants. I’d slice open those ruffled panties and stroke his pathetic little cock until it was swollen. Then, I’d make him beg for his life. Or worse, yet, I’d cut off his balls and useless appendage and make him into a girly with an ass-pussy and a pair of jingly bells.

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“Oh Michael, better pay up. The WBMT girls need vacation money. We are some greedy bitches. If you don’t comply with our wishes, and become our paypiggy, we’ll make your name public in our blogs so the whole world knows your secret, Michael Fra…”
(Evil giggles) I think I’ll turn your pretty pink pics into my own evil creations. Maybe then you’ll know how serious we are, you little pansy. Better open that wallet wide. Blackmail bitches are coming for your cotton candy ass.
Shake that cute little ass right over to the bank now and give in to our demands and we’ll spare you the shame and humiliation of having your friends and family know your dirty little secret. I’d hate to have to send that nasty cum-stained penis pouch home to your family. Makes my pussy wet just to think about the pain I’d cause.
Ohhhh, pink is so much prettier when it’s splattered with red…..

Your evil freak,
Natasha

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He has come back to finish the job. I thought I could escape him, but I started craving his attention. I felt like he was always around but I just could not see him. I ran away from him, and then I soon came to realize that I needed his validation so much. I craved his attention from his knife and his hands grabbing my neck tightly. I missed the blood dripping from my wounds from my bad behavior. I crave to get his acknowledgment and his criticizing remarks. I want so badly to be his victim and for him to humiliate me. I was out late begging for him to get me in his grasp again. He finally found me and he had a very bitter attitude. I had made him so very upset.

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He tied me up and mutilated my body, he took pictures and videos. He was going to humiliate me and turn it over for everyone to see. He was going to take my life and let my blood drain out. He said that once I am dead, everyone will remember me as the pathetic cum whore. He made me choke on my blood as he bashed my face in. He laid my body on the ground for all to see. He drew a chalk outline around my body to help the cops out. He could have drawn just my body, but no, he was out for humiliation and revenge.

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He gave me a flappy cock and a fat body. He whispered in my ear that he felt bad for the cops- that not even they would want to touch my dead carcass and where I lied because I was so disgusting. He made every bum on the street pass by me to piss and squirt their jizz load on my naked body. I will at least always be remembered, right?

 

Castration Phone Sex Fun: My Kind of Behead Execution Snuff Porn

castration phone sexCastration phone sex junkie is what many call me. I got a taste for taking off worthless balls when I was a young school girl. Now I take off man balls almost daily; worthless peckers too. Have you ever encountered someone so stupid you wondered how in the world they remember to breath? Sadly, dumbasses are everywhere. I swear I have a magnet embedded somewhere in my body for them. This week’s dumbass extraordinaire was Jacob. An older man who tried to pick me up at a night club last night.

I was at a Goth teen club, not some trendy meat market. I had my usual “don’t come near me or I will slice off your pecker” look on. But still, Jacob thought I looked like the kind of bitch one can pick up with cheesy lines like, “Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?” Barf. Gag. Barf. Gag. Kill kill kill kill kill. More like was shot up from Hell. The asshat was not taking the clue that I wanted to be alone. He was interrupting my hunt for a yummy bitch to bring home and eat or snuff. I decided to look at this as an opportunity. I can hunt any night. How often does a dumbass walk into my life? Okay daily; scratch that. How often do I have the chance to make a behead execution snuff porn? My idea of beheading is different. I behead dicks. Cut them clear off so that the loser bleeds out.

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I played the part of a bar whore to get back to Jacob’s place. Suggested I tie him up so we could have some kinky fun. Again kinky fun means different things to different people. Jiggle some tits and ass in front of a guy and suddenly he is even more of a moron. Once tied to the bed naked, I introduced his testicles to my knife. Held them in my hand like precious gems. Then I threw them on the floor and danced on them while Jacob blubbered like a big baby. My camera was rolling. I love to capture that element of surprise when some dumbass realizes I am not going to fuck him but castrate him.

“Smile for the camera,” I said as I sliced his dick clear off. Wow. You would have thought I had a samurai sword the way his little head exploded. His dick flew in the air like a head flies off after a guillotine. There was a blood explosion from the base of his cock. I was covered in cock blood. He passed out from the pain or the blood. Either way, wuss. I left him there. Not sure what happened; but he was restrained bleeding profusely, but hopefully he will just die a slow painful death. Another douche bag bites the dust.

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The Last Ride

snuff phone sexI left the party early, so pissed at my boyfriend. It wasn’t the first time I’d caught him cheating, but it would be the last. I’d discovered him fucking a skinny redhead with no tits behind the barn at the cook-out. Listening to his moans as he fucked her from behind still rang in my ears as I took off down the road.
I ran for half a mile before I slowed down. My breath was coming in gasps and wheezes. I had left my damn inhaler in that jerk’s car along with my phone. There was no way I was accepting an apology tonight. I saw headlights coming and I prayed it was a kind soul who would take me home, and not some perv from the party sent to retrieve me.
The sexy Corvette pulled up beside me. I heard a sexy drawl say, “Hey sweetheart. You need a ride?’ I looked inside and there was this dark and handsome man. He was well dressed and seemed well off. Surely, it would be safe to ride with him. “Yes, please, sir.” I whispered, my asthma still making me breathless. I eased into the luxury car.
We had gone several miles when he spoke. “Have you learned your lesson, Chelsea?” I was shocked. How did he know my name? “What do you mean, sir?” I stuttered. “Poor girl.” he laughed. We drove some more and suddenly, POOF, I was standing on the shoulder again.
I walked for a while wishing I had my phone. It was dark and creepy and the moon was full. I saw headlights. A car pulled over and an old man offered me a ride. He looked harmless. I jumped in without a second thought. I wasn’t paying much attention to the grandfatherly driver as I pondered my evening.
Suddenly, he veered off the road unto a dark path. The canopy of trees made a perfect tunnel and even the moonlight was gone. He stopped and turned to me. “Take off your clothes, little girl.” I shook my head and his fist shot out, busting me in the mouth. He had his cock out already and it looked huge and menacing in the darkness. He came around to the passenger door and pulled me out into the damp night. I felt his claws grab my arm, twisting as he spun me around and threw me face down on the car hood. I fought back, kicking and biting, but he just pounded my head into the hood of the ancient car.
I felt him fumbling to penetrate me and I felt his giant cock sink home. I screamed as I was not wet and he tore my flesh. He pulled out and scooped some of the blood from my busted head onto his cock to lube it. Then he rammed back into me again, grunting, and ranting about pretty girls using men.
The more I struggled, the harder he fucked my little girl pussy. I could hear him growling and I knew he was ready to dump a load of nasty old man cum into my pussy. At that moment I saw movement in the woods. Dead people. There were fucking zombies in there. His zombies. His way to dispose of the evidence. They surrounded me as he cut off one of my tits and tossed it to them. They fell on it like rabid dogs. I was screaming as they surrounded me and began to tear me apart alive. “Eat my pussy” has never been so literal.
Right before my last breath, the Corvette man’s face came into view. “You didn’t learn your lesson, Chelsea. Never accept a ride from an old man with an innocent face. They are the evil ones. Don’t you watch the horror movies? Poor girl. Now, you’ll never get home.”
The world went back as his face faded from my vision.
Coming Soon…. Part II: I come back to seek revenge and haunt my cheating boyfriend. Can anyone say “dead fuck?” (evil laughs)

Souls Cry out within the Bloody Room

snuff phone sexAlone in the bloody room with closed eyes.
Afraid to look ahead,
Afraid to look behind.
I fear that death has come for me.
My end is near.
No one hears my pleas.
So I lie here waiting, my breath abating.
My heart still beating.
Splattered in red,
that comes from me.
Evil is here.
It won’t let me be.
The knife twists deeper
and still I bleed.
And into my cunt,
he pumps his seed.
I pray to heaven
that I die tonight.
That my end is quick
and the light is bright.
Cause alone in the dark is no place to die.
Left here to rot
until my bones are dry.
Evil is near.
Her name is Natasha.
If she catches you,
the devil has gotcha.
Run for your life,
girls and boys.
Cause you are nothing to her
But pretty fuck-toys.