Category: Sex with dead bodies

Snuff Porn a New Chapter

So the snuff porn I was shooting had a new twist added. They decided they wanted to strangle me, while fucking me doggy style and right before the attempt at my life is taken the dude fucking me gets whacked. Well we had one of my evil little demon brat charges participate. 

My little demon brat is my little sidekick and she has learned so much! I’m a happy woman knowing I have such demon seed backing my bad ass up. Yep she will be an awesome mini me! I felt like a proud mommy ‘cept that thing didn’t come out of my cunt. It’s so refreshing to know I had such effect on this impressionable young thing. 

Her laugh was evil and dripping with blood lust. As she whacked the guy with a large crystal vase she just laughed hystericly and told me to get up and get something to castrate the bastard. I loved this girl, I think she will be my apprentice I will call her Raven.

Snuff Porn

Fuck them Over!

Snuff SexStupid sluts can’t disrespect me. I’ll fuck them over in more ways than just one. Little bitch thinks he can sass me, well I’ll take this fucking gun and blow her brains out after I fuck her with the barrel. I can just see it now, her screaming, crying begging that she’s sorry after I tear her clothes and finger her already bloody pussy. I’ll lick it off her chest from between her tits after I’ve taken this heavy piece up the side of her dumb fucking head. I’ll muffle her cries with my own cunt and scream at her until she’s eating it like she likes it then I’ll just pull the goddamned trigger right as I’m cumming to really hit that spot I’m always looking for. That perfect cum to go with that perfect kill. It’s like heaven and all I need is a good well hung partner in crime to finish off my pussy after it’s all over. 

 

Snuff Porn Flicks by Angie

snuff porn flicks angieScene 1:

She is sitting on her bed in nothing but a pair of black t-backs watching porn and holding a vibrator in her hand. (A noise is heard in the background, glass shattering) She is frozen with fear. (the sound of footsteps approaching)

He enters the room in a pair of jeans, a black mask and black gloves (no shirt) holding a strip of wire) In one swift move he wraps the wire around her neck, lays on the bed and forces her down on top of him tightening the wire so he has control.

Scene 2:

She begins gasping trying to breath, her struggle arouses him and he grinds his cock into her panties. Now in total control he rolls over putting her under him. Wire in one hand he reaches down and unzips his pants. He grabs her hand and places it on his hard dick instructing her to jerk him off. She can barely breath and obeys his command.

Scene 3:

Ripping her panties off with his free hand he instructs her to guide his dick inside her. Fucking her hard he increases pressure on the wire cutting off her breath. Her body begins to convulse under his and he increases the speed of his thrusts before collapsing on her dead body and emptying his load inside her.

Scene 4:

Getting up he begins to caress her lifeless body while kissing her full on the lips. Running his hands up and down her and moaning with pleasure.

Scene 5:

He kneels on the floor next to the bed. Positioning himself between her legs he drags her lifeless body to the edge and begins eating her pussy. and jerking his cock.

Scene 6:

He unloads another load of cum all over her face and in her mouth that is gaping open as her eyes stare lifelessly into space.

Scene 7:

He positions the body with the vibrator in her hand and shoved in her pussy, her face staring at the porn on the TV and then slips out of the room.

The End Of My Snuff Porn Flick

Torture Phone Sex Bloody Whore Dreams

torture phone sex

 

     Torture phone sex was my way of wanting to die with you! I felt the kick to my face and then my body lay in heap on the floor. This is how our torture fun would begin. You would take the nail bit gun and staple my perky nipples. I would yell, and scream! You loved the blood curling screams and your cock would sit up at attention!  As blood ran down my tits you would drink it all up and kick me some more. You wanted to dislocate my ribs and I could see by the look of your cock you liked that. You would take a knife and shove it in my pussy causing the blood to reach your cock when you fucked me. It would be fun for you if the blood that ran from my body was mixed with your cock blood you said. You loved the taste of my flesh and our parties together were fun!

    I don’t know if it was the need to die that twisted my pleasure.  Or the fact that when you tortured me it turned me the fuck on!

     You would cut at my tits, or hang me with a rope gripping the flesh and causing rope burns all over my neck.  Slamming my head against the wall I didn’t have time to think as you ripped my panties off. I felt the razors cutting my flesh and your smile as blood pooled around me. I felt this stiffness of your rod against my ass and felt your rip into me with enormous speed. I had this coming the finality of death and there was not a damn thing to do but let you finish the job! But what good conversations we could have about the need to die to feel your cock on my cold flesh as life went out of me!

Snuff Porn Falls Short on a Bloody Phone Call

Snuff Porn

 

     Snuff porn and us just mixed so well during our conversations together. Biting into my flesh was part of the scenario for us.  The taste of blood seeped through your teeth and into my mouth and I was reminded of how twisted you liked our play time. My hands lay limp at my side as you positioned the rope over my neck and pulled with such force that I instantly could not let out a breath. I wanted to die, to fill no emotion and no air in this world. I felt the pressure of your cock inside me pounding me as the last bit of my air escaped from my lips and into the abyss. Your cock was hard and mighty causing my limp body to shake and the shit to run from my ass instantly. You would revive me with an electric shock as you had so many times before.

     You loved for my body to be stiff and rigid almost dead like as you fucked my pussy. You also liked stabbing my flesh with the knife and watching blood ooze out of me. This was right wasn’t it to get back at a someone who had rejected you? You turned over my still corpse spread my cheeks and mounted my ass burying yourself in my shallow walls. It was the release that you needed to gain. Involuntarily my body shook causing the last of a vomit to pour from my lips. You licked at then pushed my lifeless body back down on the floor. Pissing on my face, you let it fall on me in a drove then you fell to your knees again, you slapped my face and opened my mouth ripping at my lips to open up to insert your cock. You had five minutes or I would be dead for good. Thrusting your load in my mouth  you exploded. Scourging up looking for the defibrillator you pushed the electrical shock back to my tits and pulled the vamp. I was alive this time. My body sat in a hurdle shock and I choked as I came too. I caught you again pounding your cock inside my pussy succumbing to this aching need to kill me. Punching me in the face you told me how much of a dirty little whore I was and how our fun was so good for you. You couldn’t have realized how good it was for me too.

   As the clock ran out  and our time came to a close. Was I dead, alive,? Was this a dream of hell that you wanted to recreate? Only a call would tell!

Going Shopping

violent phone sex angieI am getting ready for a big party and as always the food is of the utmost importance. I recently heard of a farm that raises the best meat. I hear it is young and tender and well fed. They allow you to inspect your purchase very carefully. It’s a long ride to the farm. The place is in the middle of the woods, well secluded and well guarded. No one gets in or out with out permission of some sort. I can’t count the number of times I cum on the ride there. Finger fucking my pussy the entire way there. Thinking about the specimens waiting for me. Shaved bald and just waiting for that bullet to the head once I make my choice. Watching them wrap the body for me and putting it on ice for the ride home makes me hotter then hell. I get home and take the body out of the car. Laying it on the table I carefully unwrap it and taste the flesh by licking it, working my way down to the cold blue nipples sucking them into my mouth, I work my way lower, spreading her open and dipping my tongue inside, knowing the thrill of cutting her up and packaging her  to my liking is just minutes away. I always peel the skin off her pussy and ass to fry up as a crispy treat while I work. Only the best cuts will be served at the party and they must be marinated just right. I think I will make a batch of blood pudding…..so much to do to get ready for the big day!

Snuff Porn to a Pain Slut

Snuff Porn

 

     Snuff porn, hours of it,  was good for a pain ridden slut like me. I liked hurting and cutting myself and it was obvious I was egging you on to set a bitch up! Too bad the game would end with me in hell… I tried clawing at your hand scratching your eyes out that  would be good, a tear of your flesh would be great. I reached behind you and tried to grab the gun…

We talked about the plan of setting this bitch up for weeks! Luring her in tasting her cunt but ,  I had no Idea the joke would be on me. You were going to turn the tables and I was the one that would end up with my throat slit down the middle. I thought the taste of flesh that you wanted was intriguing. I thought I wanted that too. The feeling of you pulling my nipples and the razors that buried themselves in my pussy walls was too much to bare. I wanted more I thought, a taste of pure pain for an agonized slut. I always liked pain this would be no different. I would let you do what you wanted to my flesh as long as you treated me like less than a whore.  My greatest triumph would be getting back at this tramp. I wanted revenge on this bitch, but I had no idea it was a two edged – sword that got me in this web.

      Instead of killing this tramp whore who I hated, you instead invited her to the game. I thought it would be a web to entangle this ruthless pig ,dirty,  rotten bitch . One that would lead to her end, but instead it led to mine. You ripped my panties off at first took the rope and hook attaching it to my back and pulled with a snug. I screamed I yelled but there was no one to hear. I felt your stick poke me and I tried to pull away but you forced my head back down to the table. I was scarred ,I was used, dirty from the cum in my hair and ass. I felt you laugh you thought it was funny. I felt the spit from that bitches mouth hurl in my face but there was nothing I could do. I felt the sting of pain across my face as she slapped me. Suspended in midair I looked down at the both of you and I saw the spear head that would pierce me, the gun that was there to stun my pussy, and her with you ready to eat me alive!  As I saw her grab your cock and stuff it in your throat my legs quivered and the shit hit the floor with a thud. You were ready to fuck me alive the both of you were.

 

 

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Blood Oath

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

 

    Murder phone sex fantasies would end my life and it did. I knew you needed my blood and I was willing to sacrifice myself for a bitch ass nigga! “Bitch suck that cock some more!” I don’t think I could take it any more if I tried. I was so weak from exhaustion from the gang  ,ramming shit up my ass that I was going to pass out! I know you liked pulling my tits and the blood that ran down your mouth from biting on my nipples was haunting me. The needles you stuck in my pussy were rusty and the nails that had me suspended in midair were going to rip my flesh. But this is what you wanted isn’t it? I tasted the shit that was forced down my throat and the five guys that stood behind me. My pussy was numb now from the force of fucking these bitches. I felt the acid burn my neck and run down to my ass crack. I was going to holler but you wouldn’t like that. I saw her with the lifeless eyes the knife what was she going to do? I would pay the price for the sin, I would die for him wouldn’t I? It was my fault I couldn’t pay the debt!

    Taking out your cock you rammed it in my bleeding ass and laughed. I tried to close my eyes but there was nothing I could do but take it. The other motherfuckers were standing around waiting. Who were you were you the leader? But this is where it would end. I felt the blade go in my neck and you sucking the blood like a vampire who needed a kill to satisfy his thirst. You wanted it, you craved the saltiness of my blood as I felt another asshole tie that rope around my neck. I knew it had went too far. I felt your cock as it stuffed in me and pushed pass my numbness to singe my new level of pain. As  I passed out I saw your eyes, puffy red, crying and raging! You were here to punish and you did it so well!

Gothic Phone Sex with Blair

gothic phone sex submissiveWhen he said we were going to a Goth club, I got excited. Something new.  I was not familiar with the lifestyle, but as a good submissive, I did my research so I could please him. I discovered 23 varieties of goth. Some I was familiar with like the emo punk girl, the death metal head banger, even the vampire goth. But others like steampunk and rivethead goths, I was not at all familiar. I decided to dress  as a Victorian/Elizabethan goth. That way I could be sexy and sophisticated with a whimsy of romance. Goths are romantic, dark, mysterious, even a little morbid. I was going to enjoy this club. From what I read Goths were not violent, just kinky. They dabble in the BDSM culture,  pagan rituals and the occult, but  are basically just a gloomy lot of sexual deviants. Surely, I would fit in.

The club was an old castle turned into a private  nightclub. My companion paid thousands of dollars for a VIP suite for the night. The room had an eerie feel. On the surface, it looked romantic and dark. Very Victorian era. Something wicked was lurking beneath the surface, however, I just had a feeling. It is not my place to question a Master. Ever. I ignored my feeling, did as I was told. Master tied me up, skull fucked me, force fucked my ass, even flogged me. We played our usual master and servant game.  I convinced myself this was just a fantasy role play for us; something different than the usual bondage games.

sex with dead bodies mommy sexMaster told me he had a surprise for me. He blindfolded me. I could hear him opening a door, talking in a whispered tone, then I heard silence and a loud thud, then more silence. When he removed the blindfold, I saw a coffin. At first I thought maybe this was a vampire fetish he wanted to explore. I wish that was it. Master thought it would be fun for me to fuck a corpse. I thought he was joking. Certainly this was just a guy pretending to be dead, so I climbed into the coffin to show Master what a good girl I am. The body was ice cold. There was an awful smell. I tried to leap off, but Master held a knife to my throat. “Be a good girl Blair, or you will be punished, permanently,” he said. Such a sinister smile on his face when he said it too.

When I asked how I was suppose to fuck a dead guy, he slapped my face so hard,  he busted my lip. I was giving a hand job to a lifeless dick. I felt sick. His cock would not  get hard, not even too my mouth.  Master shoved a cattle prod up the dead guy’s ass and his cock came to life. I closed my eyes, mounted that ice cold cock and rode him like he was alive. I kept telling myself it was fantasy; that he was just an actor at the club. But the harder I rode him, the more I realized this was not fantasy, but Master’s macabre desire to humiliate me, scare me, hurt me. Flesh was falling off the dead guy’s pecker the harder I rode him. Master saw the disgust and horror on my face and just laughed. I wanted to vomit.

necrophilia phone sexMaster made me spend the night in the coffin with a rotting corpse. The next morning when he let me out of the coffin, made me shower, then spent the entire morning force fucking my ass with a medieval cross. My ass was gaping open as usual. But there was nothing usual about fucking a corpse. Goths may be dark; they may be macabre, but they can’t hold a candle to Master’s perverse world.

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Killer Phone Sex Electrocution

Killer Phone Sex

 

     Killer phone sex games were fun as long as you understand the rules. He said it was harmless just a pointless game that we would play. I didn’t believe it but he had pulled my hairs and singed my skin with that lighter. Now I lay helpless on my back and my eyes were being held open by clamps for the electric shock. He said electrocution wouldn’t hurt that there would no pain. That the high I had was going to go on forever. I was scared but the need to party outweighed my good sense. It wouldn’t last very long it would end and then I could get all the  caviar I needed. He was nice and clean who cared if he put ram rods in my ass or a ball gag in my mouth. It was all a part of the play time and I was really ready for it. The shit in his hand that he was pushing on my tits was going to be ok. I had said it would be ok. Then I felt the first volt. I smelled the remains of my flesh burned from my skin and my tits felt like they were on fire. I was happy wasn’t I? This is what I needed right this agony of torture?

As he grabbed the cowhide whip and thrust it into the air I knew that this game was going to go on for a while but I was happy to receive all he could throw at me wasn’t I? Wasn’t I happy to be cut open and sacrificed for our love game?