Category: Snuff movies

Snuff Sex Is Satanic and Sadistic with Morticia

Snuff sex is the best fun for satanic and sadistic sacrifices for daddy Satan. So when you call me to assist in chopping your wife’s head off, be ready for brutal fun. The best is feeding her that Living dead tincture of the Haitian Witch doctor’s specialty. 

Mr. B called and wanted to do some rape fantasy of killing his wife. Keeping her brain alive so she can witness the destruction of his daughters hyman and baby girl asshole. 

That little bitch became a skewered piece of fuck joy for Satan’s massive penis. I loved helping him destroy her holes after we dismembered his wife. Scooped her brain out and put it on Satan’s magical loin cloth on the alter of sacrifices. 

The whole scene was amazing down to me becoming the succubus that rode his soul from his body and spit it up in Satan’s cauldron to make one of his disciples. 

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Torture Sex Kitten of Extreme Snuff Film – Snuff Slut Geneva

You see me on the big screen at the snuff film festival. I’m the Torture Sex Snuff Kitten Geneva. The warehouse where these movie nights are held at put me out there for a mind fuck.
The total destruction of my whore body in the movies was very real. I was snuffed out. Bleeding to death and completely wrecked. Paramedic teams where right there ready to reanimate me.

My whore body is perfectly fake. My mind is absent and I am truly the cum dump or dumb cunt that I appear to be. They just can’t get enough use out of me and the obedient stupid bitch that I am. 

It’s great pleasure for me to walk around in my bimbo body and jerk off guys watching snuff fantasy rape films of whores being destroyed. Some of the screens are just tragic accidents like the Faces of Death films I was shown as a teen. 

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Snuff Porn Week Kept Me Busy Killing and Filming

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It was a snuff porn week. I was feeling creative and sadistic. When I am in a Cecile B. DeMille mood, I must film the action. Even if I am the only one who sees my snuff flicks, I still capture the moment on film. The one I was the proudest of stared a young ingenue. Her first and last film. She was some drunk teen with a fake ID. She was in a Goth bar and way out of her element. This cute, petite blonde in a slinky dress and high heels stood out in a Goth bar. She was not rude or condescending like most girls her type. She was just wanting to party. I told her I was going to this cool party and took her to my kill shack instead. Took her awhile to realize there was no party and she was going to be a snuff sex victim. The drink I made her was spiked. She had this look of fear on her face when she realized I meant her harm. Silly rabbit. Never trust a Goth chick.

I tied her to a St Andrew’s cross. She was naked. Her lean body made her look even younger than she was. Tiny body. No tits. Bald cunt. A P man’s dream cum true. I whipped her like she was my nigger slave. I tore the flesh off her body with the force of my whip. She woke up screaming like a banshee.  I was filming it all. The real fear of a girl is what turns me on. It is what makes a snuff film too. Men would pay good money for this film. I stopped whipping her so I could impale her cunt with a huge baseball bat looking dildo. It was a double-sided dildo, but it was all for her holes. I used it on her cunt and ass simultaneously. Hours of torture sex before I slit her throat and watched her bleed out. The only thing missing was you.

Snuff sex with a worthless cock craving sissy faggot

Snuff sexYou faggots are so fucking needy I would love to wipe every last one of you off the face of earth! Always whining and nagging such a sorry excuse of a man.. Dressing up in women’s clothing, just a clown without the red nose! I went to a smoker’s shop for a meth pipe to see some pig prancing around with blue hair and makeup that looked like it wanted to melt off his face.. I was disgusted to smell that disturbing scent of “Love spell” a popular body mist from Victoria’s secret that cheap sluts wear.. You smiled at me and  touched my hair!

My skin crawled when you touched me.. I wanted you dead in that instance! I am very homophobic and don’t believe in men wanting to shove things up their ass because their penis is too small… So, I befriended you. I thought to myself you’d make a perfect star in one of those Snuff movies! Another victim fell into the trap of my ocean blue eyes and grin. We hung out, got high and you started telling me how horny you get when you smoke meth.. Hearing you tell me there was a bulb shoved up your ass that you had been wiggling on the entire time we hung out.. Made me want to vomit! I teased you and giggled pretending to be intrigued by your faggotry.. I fooled you into thinking I was into that sort of stuff.. And of course the biggest bimbo of them all let me tie them up, actually thinking I would slip into a strap on and fuck your man hole.

Torture sex was what you deserved. I took a branch and shoved it up your ass.. Listening to you scream in agony excited me.. “You like that?” “Isn’t this what you want?” as you pleaded for mercy I questioned you.. “I am a goddess to you right?” I took a razor blade to your peenie and slit it right down the middle.. Guts fell out and skin hung.. “You don’t deserve to have one of these!” I chopped your balls off with Steel hedge shears. “I thought I was doing you a favor?” I laughed.. “What you’ve never had Snuff sex before?” I took your little grapes and shoved them up your ass.. I sat back and smoked watching your blood flow out of your dying body! if I had a bomb I would have watched you explode into pieces. Watching you go up in flames was enough though.. Just what I had in mind your ugly face melted of that cheap drugstore foundation. Stupid fucking faggot! I didn’t bother burying you either. I made sure to hang you burnt in a tutu holding a sign saying (This is what faggots deserve) At least you made a statement!

torture sex with my neighbor

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I had developed a question with my neighbor. We would flirt, and it would always be good vibes when talking. Unfortunately, I didn’t see who he was, and without knowing much of himself, I began to spiral into a rabbit hole once I did figure it out. Oh, it was too late to run away. There was no going back. My path would lead to some real torture sex that I would have never thought possible; it was the only thing I would be free to enjoy. At first, we began to go on fun dates that were very romantic, but then it turned as a light switch flipped. Before I knew it, I was becoming his punching bag, and he was bringing over friends to use me. Dragging me on the floor, punching me, getting so vile, and using me till I passed out

Snuff Sex Initiation of a New Witch – Sadistic Phone Sex Morticia

Snuff sex is how I love to ruin bitches, and pathetic losers. My favorite types are these little peace loving fucking Wicca girls. Wicca is like the moralistic white magic shit.

So, inviting these naïve girls over for a coven party and initiation is where I get great pleasure. It’s clueless slut meat like these bitches that make men go berserk.
Truth is that these girls are clueless and want to follow. Just dumb sluts that pretend to be different. In fact they are weak followers of any trend.

As it goes, that, of course I love to tell them they are special. And that they can join my “Wicca” coven.
When these sluts show up, I have drugs, wine and laced brownies waiting. I get these girls fucked up and strung out. Then I start to have some real fun.

I invite my Satanic lodge members over that love to rape fantasy these dumb whores in the making.
This will all be filmed as an edgy dark satanic ritualistic porn. It’s great watching the little cunts and asses getting violated.
The bloodletting and ritualistic sex is absolutely stunning that I enjoy a big fat cock covered in the blood of a ruined virginal vagina sliding into my fuckable hot honey pot. My pussy drips at these whores’ defilement.

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Fuck my pussy, Killer phone sex desires end in a mess

Killer phone sexHe was ready for killer phone sex with the knife at my throat, pumping into my folds hard with his thick cock. He was having fun, while I was scared – and also having lots of fun – for the end. He’d made it clear, when he cums he’s going to slash my throat, that way he’s cumming into a dying woman. One would think I’d be fighting back, throwing my fists or begging for help. Instead my hips were moving on their own, grinding up and down his thick cock and desiring all the cum I could possibly get. I needed it, I wanted it, I was hoping he’d slit my throat at any given moment so I could feel him shooting deep inside of me while my life left my body. I knew I’d spray bloody glory all over him, I was ready to take that image in with my final breath – or what would be an attempted final breath – and I wasn’t sure if I was more eager to die in a messy way, or feel his hot load enter my cunt ready and denied anything to fertilize. I’d accept my final demise with a horrific moment of cum drenched folds and an aching body. All the pains would flow away, just like his desires would flow into me.

Gangbang Rape Porn Fascinates Me

Gangbang rape porn fascinates me as a filthy little druggie bimbo. The more extreme, the better in fact, if I’m not struggling to breathe if you’re not fucking me hard enough or they aren’t fucking me hard enough.
My need to be banged out is the only pleasure I can feel. Forcibly plowed in my ass, and violated in my cunt are things that I masturbate to.

In fact, I need to be completely ripped open, I need to be strangled. Of course any other filthy uses of my fucked out body is even too nice, if I am still alive.

The need to be snuffed out is real. My body is fake as I am anyway. I have been reanimated many times over. Saved with surgeries.

Plastic fake Barbie that can’t even form any kind of cohesive thoughts. Please put me to use to take out all of your rage. I deserve it.

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Snuff Porn Auditions Can be Brutal for Women Like Me

snuff pornSnuff porn auditions are brutal. I have starred in enough snuff flicks to know that any audition is a gamble. I showed up at one a few days ago. I knew it was sketchy as fuck. The location alone screamed RUN. But I was out of coke. Marcus, my regular drug dealer, was in jail on a DUI for a few days. And a few days without coke is like an eternity without it when my mother-in-law is in town. I am sure you can relate. Do you think about doing bad things to your MIL? I know I do. The coke is the only thing that stands between me and prison for the rest of my life. I do what I must to stay at home with my sons. I had never been to the location of this casting call, but it was the worst part of town. There is a murder a day down there, or at least some death by overdose. I focused on the money, like I usually do. I let the director take some pictures of me. I guess the film was for a private collector. I soon found out this was not one of the typical snuff movies I have filmed in the past. My pictures, along with a few other desperate starlets were being auctioned off. For what I was not sure. The youngest girl was up first. She had the highest bidder. Me, and three other women watched, waiting our fate. A man came out in an executioner’s outfit, and I felt a pit in the bottom of my stomach. My gut told me to run, my addiction told me to stay. We watched in horror as this young girl was fucked and mutilated. This was not simulated snuff sex. There were body parts, entrails and lots of blood. Too much blood to be fake. Too much screaming to be fake too. I looked at the other girls and yelled RUN. We scattered like frightened mice, but only I got out. I heard the blood curdling screams but I could not save them. I did save myself though, but just barely. I think I have way more than 9 lives.

More Murder phone sex Fantasies for Whores

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Before I started this I didn’t realize Murder phone sex Fantasies were hot. Sometimes I’d allow a guy to choke me but it wasn’t something I fantasied about until after I started here. I’ve always been one to get aroused talking about edgy asphyxiation but then one day someone said I can do it myself with a silk tie. Generally I think of myself as being an addict to playing with my sweet wet cunt and I just do my job and keep rubbing my clit while I’m on calls but when I set up the noose, goddamn does that take it to the next level. Let’s not even talk about how mentioning Satan during orgasm or on the way literally intensifies the experience. Murder me please baby. I won’t resist.