Do you watch snuff porn? So do I, but I make it too. I have discovered that using super young girls in my snuff films makes me a lot of money. More money than I ever imagined. I have a reputation for brat porn. Sometimes, guys bring me little ones they want to see star in one of my films. I had a special request from a man who wanted me to make his stepdaughter disappear. But before that happened, he wanted to see her die on film. He has been molesting the girl for years and she is blackmailing him now that she is a little bit older. Smart girl. I would make bank off anyone who did that to me too. I would also remove his testicles. I was happy to make her a snuff star. She would bring me a lot of money at her age. Such a little beauty pageant slut too. I dressed her in her pageant gear. She had on a cute yellow frilly dress with a sash that said, “Junior Miss.” She had those cute little white ankle socks that young girls wear. Plus, I put a tiara on her head. She was going to look so adorable being force fucked and killed on camera. I was profiting doubly off the little cock tease. I was using her in teen rape porn and disposing of her tiny little body for my client. I love when that happens. I asked him if he wanted to fuck her one last time. I gave him an executioner’s body suit and mask to conceal his identity. He fucked her savagely. It was such a turn on. Major turn on. I was going to kill her, but he got lost in the thrill and choked her out. I filmed the entire thing. He is excited to be staring in a snuff film. I am excited to profit off another dead little whore.
Category: Rape phone sex fantasies
Snuff Porn Maker and Brat Killer
His Wife Gets BBC gangbanged By Me
Some men have rape phone sex fantasies about those little daughters. That is completely okay with me. I thrive on men who need an accomplice to carry out what makes these cocks hard and cum night after night. I think I get off on the fact that while he is fucking his wife he is thinking about some big black men breaking in and fucking his daughter and wife in front of him. They have pictures of family all over the bedroom. It’s like she purposely set him up with some p-man desires in the marital bed. Many women are uncover p-women and they don’t even know it! I digress though his fucked up fantasy of black men destroying his wife and sweet blossoming daughter comes from his own repressed P-cock needs. I provide a form of therapy as I describe rape fantasy scenes of her small body and his wives body getting fucked violently and filed with BBC cum! Let me be your family gangbang rape porn outlet tonight. I will never judge your sick twisted needs…Unless you want me too! Let it out out!
I am a Hot Accomplice Phone Sex Partner
I have become great at accomplice phone sex. I feel like Mrs. Jefferson because I moved on up, LOL. I was so accustomed to being a submissive slave, I never dreamed that I could someday be an accomplice. Do not worry. I am not getting too full of myself. I do not think that one day, I will suddenly be a dominant bitch in charge. I have found my niche as your partner in crime. I met a new guy recently. Super hot and super wealthy. Of course, I wanted to do whatever I had to do to please him and be in his good favor. We were fucking one night and watching some teen rape porn when he admitted he always wanted to kill and fuck a pregnant teen whore. I looked at him like I was Mr. Roarke, and he was on Fantasy Island. I went to the mall and found some redneck teen slut with a bun in the oven. Surprisingly, it was not that hard to do. My new man was pleased with my offering and my initiative. She was scared for her and her baby. She pleaded with us not to hurt her baby, but they were a package deal. I tied her up so he could fuck her pregnant whore pussy. I enjoyed watching him fuck her so brutally that he broke her water. Now, we had a party. I had a brilliant idea. Cut out the spawn in her belly and sell it on the black market. I knew we could make great money selling something so young with good lungs still. I got out my knife and carved up the whore like I was born sadistic. My lover was so turned on. We fucked in the teen whore’s blood as her evil spawn cried. We killed the mama and sold the fruit of her dead crotch. I am loving being the accomplice.
What Should We Do Tonight?
I am feeling naughty tonight. Want to have some fun? What should we do? That is always the question I have. A little blood, some snuff or some always hot force and torture? Maybe we should throw a little potty play into the mix. I don’t know which way to go, but I do know I want it to be with you. You are the naughtiest most devious pervert I know, and you bring out the best in me. Let’s go to the mall and get us a hot little preteen. The cute ones with the little perky tits and smooth bald cunts. Bodies just ripe for our kind of fun. I will be the decoy, luring them to the car with the promise of a little cush or some alcohol. Telling them we just got to go to the house. On the drive there we will smoke some molly and get them ready to go. Out of their minds they follow blindly as we enter the doorway to the demise. I look at you and smile knowing how much fun we are about to have. Almost willingly they let us tie them up. I hand you our bag of goodies and we get started. Ready to join in the fun baby? I will give you first choice.
Taboo Phone Sex Whore Even When Pregnant
Taboo phone sex is what I live for. I like to party and that brings out my freak side. I have always been a nasty freak. I love rough anal sex. I discovered it when I was pregnant. I was not a good mommy when I had my first bun in the oven. I was doing coke almost up until I went into labor. My husband of course would not give me a dime because he knew I would party while pregnant with our first-born son. I just learned to trade my holes for coke. Men love a pregnant whore. I remember this one encounter where I almost miscarriage. I was in my third trimester and needed coke so badly that I sold my pregnant holes to this this guy I met in a bar. He took me to his house and tied me up. He punched my lactating tits and drank my milk. I was worried he would punch my belly, but he did not go that far. He did, however, use me as his personal ass rape porn star. He tied me up and put me in a very awkward position so he could fuck me. He had me on all fours, but my neck was all twisted and my belly forced close up to my face, so my own titty milk was leaking in my face. He pounded my ass so hard I thought for sure even in my ass he was hitting my baby boy somewhere. My ass prolapsed and my water broke. I was not due for another month, so I thought for sure I would miscarry. He tossed me out in the alley and left me. I had to call 911. I also had to come up with some story about a stranger force fucking me because I was beat up with cum in my ass. It all turned out fine. My son is healthy and happy and now he fucks my ass whenever he wants.
Sadistic Phone Sex Accomplice
Sadistic phone sex is so much fun. For me at least. I love to torture and maim people. I am open to torturing anyone, age and gender do not matter to me. I am happy to kill just about any man, especially tools and tiny dick losers. But I take a sick pleasure in torturing little ones. I hate crotch fruit. Germy mouth breeders. I have made a name for myself on the dark web for helping men procure little sluts. I have a contact in the sex trafficking world. I often bring him little sluts I have used for other purposes because he knows how to make them disappear. That way I profit off the little whores twice. Once, when I sell to a P man like you to explore your rape phone sex fantasies. And once you have had your fun with the little whore, I sell them to my coyote friend. He then sells them to someone who wants a used up little slut as a personal sex slave. Most men buying sluts on the black market do not care if they are virgins or not. Any man who hires me, fucks the girl up pretty good before we either dispose of the corpse or sell her to my human trafficker pal. I had a little girl for a client last week that I made bank from. A little white girl goes for a premium price. My client paid me to find a blonde blue-eyed doll baby. He fucked her pussy and her ass. He used that little angel for days. He did not want to kill her. He left that to me. I did not care if she lived or died, but I figured why not sell her again? Make more money off her. I called my flesh peddler friend, and he was super excited to know I had a little young and white angel. He had a buyer. We negotiated a sweet price, and I sold the little whore again. If you want to turn a little doll baby into a snuff porn star, no problem. But if you just want to fuck her and be done, then I will profit off that sweet whore again.
Snuff Porn Escape
Snuff porn auditions are back on. I have been busy trying to get a gig again. I make bank doing extreme videos and photo shoots. Past year and a half I lost my fetish modeling and strip club money. I have had to moonlight as an anything goes escort to make ends meet. I am too old to be the cute young coed GFE. I am not a mommy, so I cannot be the motherly escort either. That leaves me as the submissive whore who lets men do whatever they want. That has become dangerous for me. I was with a guy last week who I thought was a snuff director. I answered an ad and I verified that the number he called from was a legit porn studio specializing in taboo fantasies. Seemed on the up and up until it no longer did. When I arrived, there were no stages ready. I saw no staff like key grips or lightening guys. No make-up artists or assistants. No one but the one guy. I swallowed hard knowing I should run. My gut feeling was off and my gut is usually right. I did not listen to that voice that said run. I heard a voice, then I was charged and pushed into a room. The room was a slave’s dungeon. It smelled like death. I used my cell phone for light and saw blood splatter on the walls. I saw all sorts of BDSM equipment covered in blood too. I was not sure if this was some sort of experiment to get a real scare from the star of a snuff sex film, or if this was real. A man entered the room with an executioner’s mask on and beat me up. Whipped me with a leather belt until I was bleeding. While I was on the ground pleading for my life, he took pictures of me. He wanted to capture my fear. When he locked me in the room, I escaped through a window. I am double jointed. If I was not, I would still be in that room awaiting my death.
Explosive sex with dead bodies …
His intense need to have sex with dead bodies was explosive in nature. It’s all he ever thought about as he watched the girls on the jogging trail. Normal enough with a plain, yet handsome face. Not too small in build and not large enough to intimate them as they each jogged past. A friendly smile and wave as he ate his cheese and crackers and read off his phone. A nice business man in his polo and slacks. None approached him, and he never seemed to ogle or undress them. Sure they would feel that stare to that ass and if they looked back they would see nothing. That’s the part he wanted to taste more than anything else in this how world. But to them not knowing his dark fantasies’ it was typical straight man actions and considered healthy in the male species. A couple of the women would smile to themselves as he appreciated that jiggling derriere. What these would be victims never saw was that he was on time for his three favorite joggers every day. If one didn’t show he would scout her out. Though he never changed his lunch hour he wanted to blend in. He wasn’t even an employee of any of these businesses around here. This was his jacking hour. Where he set up his mind against his big three jogging women into murder scenes he would jack off to cozy in a short while. The scene was important as he couldn’t get off any other way now. Soon even that wouldn’t be enough! The books he would read would be intense killer and victim series of dark and bloody details. In the Gallery, hundreds of murdered women’s bodies, collected from articles and sites no longer around. A collection of bodies he wanted to fuck, and devour a small piece of. He wanted to be bound with flesh after death and keep these beauties with him forever. He would need help soon and come looking for an Necrophiliac accomplice to help him get his needs met.
A New Playmate For Me
Daddy smiled at me this morning and I knew that we were in for a fun day. He wanted a sweet young thing to play with. I put on my cutest little outfit and went out in search for him. I hit up the local park where I knew all the moms would be gossiping and ignoring their little lovies. I found a perfect little brown-haired green-eyed doll that I knew daddy would just love. I lured her with the concept of a puppy. I have no idea why they still fall for that trick, but they do. When we reached daddy’s van, he quickly got out, chloroformed her pretty little face and threw her in the back. We took her home and bound her, waiting for her to come to. Surprisingly, the little shit was not even scared, which you know is part of what makes it so hot for daddy. Even when we stripped her clothes off of her she did not even whimper. Hmmm what was up with this little thing? I grabbed her face and started kissing her mouth and she actually started kissing me back. Daddy spread her legs and rammed his cock deep inside her and she started rocking her hips in enjoyment. Her tight little hole was too much for daddy and he blew his load deep inside her. He soon realized this little girl was the perfect slut for all his friends. He looked at me and told me to clean her up, we would be keeping her. I was so excited, now I have a new little thing to play with.
Women Are Brutal When I am Their Ass Rape Porn Star
It is no secret that I am into ass rape porn. When you are a druggy whore, you do what you need to do to get a fix. My husband found out I was spending all our money on coke and he put me on a stingy budget. I am resourceful. I may not have any skills outside the bedroom, but I know how to barter. I trade pussy and ass for coke, weed and molly. Whatever I can get, I trade. Most days, I am desperate, which means I will do anything, no matter how extreme. Honestly, it is amazing that I am still alive. I have been in some risky situations before. Men can be brutal, but no one is as rough on a woman as another woman. There is a female dealer in town. She is a brutal lesbian. When I cannot get any blow from the male dealers, she will always give me some, but it always costs me. Two nights ago, I needed coke and she was the only game in town. I had to let her band of sadistic lesbo dealers do whatever they wanted to me. They wanted to gape my asshole. It was pure anal torture sex. Fists and fingers in my asshole pulling and gaping me apart. Long fingernails scratching my insides. They pulled my hair and spit on me. They rammed fists in my ass, sometimes two at a time. I tried to think about the coke. One of the dykes from hell put Ben Gay all over her hands and fisted me. My asshole was burning, and I was crying and begging for mercy. None given. They just grabbed whatever they could find and fucked my ass that way. Men are brutal with a dirty whore like me, but women are the cruelest creatures on earth. They know how to make me cry.