Category: Snuff movies

Snuff Movies Pay Well if You are a Desperate, Druggy Whore

snuff moviesSnuff movies pay well. That is why a druggy whore like me will answer any snuff ad she sees. Sure, I take a beating in these dark films, but I live, and I make money. I am too old and used up for mainstream porn anymore, so I make the underground porno movies. This was an abduction film. I was a dirty milf hitchhiker. My skanky ass got picked up by truckers with rape fantasies. I was the perfect vessel to explore those fantasies too. Willing and desperate. The director of the film took some violent leeway’s. I knew they were going to fuck me, but the original script was for one or two truckers not 30. There were only two truckers who picked me up, but they intended to use me for a dirty gangbang rape porn. They took me to this no tell motel. It was where the junkies hang out. The place was seedy even for me. Could smell urine, even death. One of the truckers put a hypodermic needle in my arm, and the rest is hazy. I did not sign on for heroin. I was in and out of consciousness as horny men fucked me. The two truckers who picked me up were collecting money from men to fuck me. Some fucked my ass. Some took my cunt. Then others just jacked off on me and some even used me as a human waste dump. Guys were pissing on me, fucking me and filming me. It was like a bad porn film. It was a bad porn film, and I was the star. Violent men used me for hours. I was their toilet. I was their punching bag. I was their ass rape porn star. The director paid me. I should have been paid more because two guys fucking you on coke is much different than 32 guys fucking you while shot up with smack. But a desperate druggy whore is always grateful for the chance to score some good coke.

Torture Sex Kind of Nights are Becoming Way to Common for Me

torture sexIt was a torture sex kind of night. I owe some money to a loan shark. I got desperate for coke and took out a loan I could not repay. My stepson suggested this guy to me. I should have known then I was being set up to fail. I did not borrow much. Not like most people would. I figured he was not going to break my legs over $1,000. I was right. He was not going to break my legs, but he was going to make me work it off in a BDSM movie. My stepson was in cahoots with him. This was the plan all along. When the due date came, my $1000 had tripled. What the fuck. He told me it was his money his rules, then offered me a snuff porn role to make up the money. I had too. I did not have that kind of money. I figured how bad could it be? I need to stop asking myself that question.  It is always worse than I expect. It began as any snuff type film. A kidnapped woman wakes up alone in a cement basement, dazed and confused. I meet a masked man. He put this steel trap on my head that was heavy and made everything dark. I was not sure what kind of contraption this was, but I was not comfortable at all. The metal trap on my head was heavy and it was weighing me down. My masked master opened the top of the cage and poured what I thought was water in the cage. It was urine. Like a gallon of piss. I was drowning in it. If I wanted to survive, I had to just swallow all the nasty piss, so that the urine was no longer covering my nose and mouth. This was like some sort of Chinese torture phone sex game. My fight for survival kicked in and I guzzled piss until I could breathe again. I collapsed on the floor, but that was just the beginning of my torture.

Accomplice Phone Sex Snuff Goddess Morticia

Come play a game with me, your Sadistic Morbid Morticia. I will make sure you have a lot of fun pervert daddy. I need an accomplice phone sex puppet maker. I will snip and cut away but you need to put that daddy stick inside something little and tight while I mend the edges and snip around little parts to make them bloody. I like to make puppets. I know you will be a great muppet form for my little girls and boys puppet toys. I never really had dolly’s as a little girl. Well, wait I did, actually, but they weren’t normal dolly’s you find in toy stores. They were voodoo dolly’s my mommy had.

They were ones I dug up from the garden and added my own stabbings of pins and scissors to. I did have a little brat that lived down the street to play dress up with me. Well, she stopped breathing when I stitched her mouth shut because she was crying all the time.

I really just wanted to make her look like one of the dolly’s I dug up in the yard. I put pins in her and a pair of scissors in her brain. I hammered a screw driver in her eye and she kept screaming so I sewed her mouth shut. I dressed her in funeral cloth and took her to mommy and asked if she was ready to go into the dirt. Maybe we can practice with a few brats together?

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I am growing quite quickly, and I keep getting my master so horny. He can’t keep his hands off me and tell me repeatedly once our tot is born that, he will take full advantage of her as well, and if it’s a boy, he will train him well.

Either way, I am so scared to bring this offspring to life I am pretty petrified. I can’t stop thinking about all the pain I will be subjected to, along with whatever little I bring into this world. Unlike other women, I am not excited I am fearful.  Fantasy phone sex turned into reality.

The journey I thought would be sexually liberating has become a torturous hell. All I wanted was to be dominated and opened up sexually. It all began with the glorification in movies, books, and pop culture about BDSM and masters. I am deep into this slavery ship, and I can’t turn back now. Even if I wanted to escape, there’s no way I could. Stay tuned to how this pregnancy turns out because I know the master is relentless and won’t let me go.

Snuff Porn Starlet for Over 20 Years

snuff pornI have been a snuff porn starlet for 20 years now. I have no problem with violence or rough sex. In fact, I prefer it. I am a kinky gal. I was not always the seasoned whore I am now, but I have grown to love violence. I am such a deranged woman that I do not even want to make love. I am not married nor am I a mother, so I can walk on the dark side as much as I want. It can get scary sometimes, because these snuff flicks are a crap shoot. I never know who I will meet or what will happen to me while making snuff movies. I like the gamble. I am a risk taker. I answered an ad on the dark net for a seasoned blonde pain slut. The money was great, but I was more in it for the pain and the experience. I did not know the outfit producing the film. I know a lot of dark film makers too. Having survived the snuff industry for 20 years, means I have worked with the greats. Not Titus B Oliver, though. That is the name of the director. Turns out it was a made-up name when I googled him. Now, a woman with common sense would never have gone to the audition. I have common sense, but I am a pain slut and the excitement of meeting a masochist always takes over reason. Titus was into inflicting pain. He tied me up spread eagle and whipped my flesh. I made him really put his back into it because he was whipping me like a girl initially. I am a seasoned taboo phone sex whore.  He was pissed off that I was not whimpering or crying, so he brought out the heavy arsenal. He whipped me so hard, he broke the skin on my back. But guess what? That made my cunt drip. Told you I was a seasoned whore.

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 I’m down to be a subby slut on film. My dreams of becoming a famous singer dwindled when my appearance was picked apart. All the years I dedicated to singing were for nothing. I truly believed my talent would shine through my heart of hearts. Instead, I was mocked for my beaky nose and my fugly face. These words came straight from music execs. When I went thru a ton of different men, they all knew my self-esteem was at an all-time low. They began to use me and laugh at my misfortunes and how I was nothing but a butterface. One guy I became intimate with told me I had the face of a snuff movie star. It was the first time I ever felt noticed. On the one hand, it was a diss but to make snuff movies would give me much more attention, and I grew increasingly determined to make some snuff clips and sell them out and maybe catch my big break being abused on camera.

Snuff Movies as Payback

snuff moviesSnuff movies are more fun to watch than to star in. I know from experience how rough some snuff flicks are on a woman’s holes. I owed this woman. Well, not so much owed her. She was blackmailing me. She found out I was fucking her son. I think she was just jealous that I got to his little wiener before her. She threatened to call the cops on me. I was stupid. I sent him nude selfies. He is younger than my two sons. I figured for a mom to blackmail me instead of sending me to prison, it had to be something extreme I had to do in exchange. I was thinking snuff porn. This woman is rough. If I had known she was the boy’s mother, I never would have seduced him. She is a biker bitch. Single mom. Reputation as a man eater. She is awful to men. Turns out she is just as awful to women who molest her son. I had no choice. Be her victim for whatever macabre film she was going to make, or go to prison and never see my boys again. I made a torture film with her. She stripped me down naked and tied me to a table. My legs were spread. She had electrodes attached to my nipples and clit. She shocked me so often, I could smell my burning flesh. She used a couple of those industrial sized back massagers everyone knows women use on their pussies. She shoved one in my cunt and the other one up my ass. I was screaming. My entire body was convulsing from over stimulation. She duct taped the vibrator to my pussy and I was having piss orgasms. She was filming it. Apparently, streaming the torture sex of my girl parts for profit was her way of exacting revenge. From all the money dings I heard, it was a profitable revenge.

Let Me Murder Your Wife!

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Sometimes I just need to blow off some steam with killer phone sex! I need desperately to satisfy my craving for murder. My perfect snuff fantasy? We fuck like the world is ending right in the bed where you sleep with your wife every night. I ride your cock like my life depends on it and as soon as you hear your wife coming home from work we start to fuck even louder. She finds us in the bed right as you fill my pussy with a hot load of cum. I see the heartbreak on her face as she realizes you are mine now, I reach for the gun on the night stand and shoot her right in the fucking head! Her body drops to the ground and I squat right over her face and push all that cum out of my pussy into her gaping dead mouth.

My Of Morning Humiliation!

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Daddy and brother surprised me this morning with a hard face fucking! I was sleeping naked when I felt some warm liquid pouring over my pussy, when I opened my eyes I saw my brother with his cock out pissing on my cunt soaking my bed and my pussy completely. Daddy came up behind him with his cock out as well, he was throbbing hard and I felt him pull me by my hair and slam me on the floor. I scrambled to my knees and before I could say a word my daddy shoved his cock right down my throat. I gagged hard and he pulled it out before he slapped me hard across the face. “Take this dick!” he yelled and face fucked me again, I could hear the sloppiest wet sounds coming from my throat, there was drool sliding down my chin to my tits and as I looked up at daddy, he came right in my mouth, of course I had to swallow every last drop.

Kidnapped for Snuff Movies

snuff moviesI was kidnapped for snuff movies. Didn’t this dude realize I am no longer some submissive whore? My car broke down on the side of the road. I think it over heated. The temps outside are scalding hot and my old beater could not keep up. I hitched a ride with a trucker. I mean he looked harmless. Perhaps he was or perhaps he was working with someone. He could have been blackmailed, cohered or just desperate for money. Or he could have been a sick pervert who gets off on torturing women and selling them on the black market. But I soon found myself in the fight of my life. I was bound and gagged in the back of his cab and I was not alone. There were about 20 other girls. All white and pretty. Many of them jail bait girls who looked terrified. I wanted to help us all. This was karma. This is what happens when you bring little girls to hell one at a time to buy back your own freedom. I am an accomplice phone sex partner and I have trafficked girls. This was payback from the universe. The old trucker who offered me a ride spoke English, but the wranglers who we were passed off to did not. We were stripped naked and hosed off. Men came in speaking all sorts of languages and paid for us. I was taken into a dank room for some extreme bondage and torture. My purchaser punched me, slapped me and verbally degraded me, but that was just the foreplay. He had more installed for me. He violently fucked my holes and choked me while his cock was deep inside my womb. I screamed. I cried but where I was, no one cared about a blonde whore. I was just a commodity. A piece of sold meat you get at the butcher’s. Hours turned into days and I was forced with the realization that hell is real and a torture sex death was my karma.