Category: Snuff phone sex

Sadistic Phone Sex Satanic Bitch – Morticia

Castings circles and summoning demons for my sexual needs is what makes me masturbate and cum. As a sadistic phone sex satanic bitch, my desires are dark. Normal sex does nothing for me.
I should also add that, for the most part, men do nothing for me either. Men in the standard sense. I love vaginal penetration and big fleshy dick.

In the same sense I am not going to deny my love for the female body.
I had a job briefly in the morgue, as a make-up artist. This was so fucking wonderful for my necrophilia phone sex lesbian fetish. My desire is an erotic and twisted one.
My great passion is caressing the dead gray flesh of the female form. In all ages and shapes.

Let me not forget the love of fucking a cock in it’s erect and rigor mortis form. This was how I lost that job.

There was this musician that I had a crush on had an accident. Let’s be real here, I fucking had the hots for this guy. He was like a demon god, and unfortunately he had od’ed.

Where things get interesting is well… I snuck into the morgue of a neighboring town where this guy was. A little wasted on vodka and shrooms I went and performed my own private ceremony.

Sadistic Phone Sex and Sex magic is a powerful combination

I anointed his naked flesh and throbbing fuck rod with it while chanting naked touching him.

Once I had him anointed and smudged I mounted his demon shaft.
My naked cunt sliding down is oiled dead hard dick and rode into orgasm. Thing is for me to orgasm I have to draw blood or claw up flesh.

I clawed him and moaned and was orgasming when the security guard shone his light on me.
I laughed and took a swig of vodka and beckoned him to come closer. He was some fucking religious dipshit that ended up calling the cops on me.

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Snuff Porn with Meth Heads is the Worst

snuff pornI was making a snuff porn this weekend with two dudes who were higher than me. That almost never happens. I am usually the highest one in any room. These dudes were not coke heads like me. They were meth heads, and those kinds of druggies are a much different breed. It made them violent. So violent, that they went way off script. I was doing this for money to fuel my coke fund. I guess the guys were too. When I was shocked, it was supposed to be fake. The guy was supposed to touch like the wood base I was on between my legs. Instead, he shoved the thing in my ass and turned it on full blast. I am an ass rape porn star, but getting an electric prod shoved a foot deep in my asshole was nothing I could ever prepare for. My entire body shook. Pretty sure shit and piss flew out of my ass on to him, but he did not seem to mind. He was too fucked up to care. I was wishing I was that fucked up. The director loved it. Said it made for a better snuff flick. While I was getting sodomized and shocked, I was getting skull fucked by Meth Head number 2. He had a big cock and he wanted me to know it. I thought I might puke. I mean he shoved his dick so hard in my throat that it felt like I was getting choked while getting fucked. I was not going anywhere. I was double penetrated by two high guys. They had strong hands holding me down on their cocks. I was struggling to get loose, but they were rabbit fucking me and they were not going to show me any mercy. I was focusing on the money and the coke. Meth heads can apparently jack hammer fuck holes for a long time. I felt like a snuff sex doll. I was one. A sore one by the time they nutted. I got paid and ran out of there as fast as I could

Indigo Loves hot and filthy Knife play!

Knife play phone sex

You pin me to the wall with your left hand. Your right hand pulls out a black strange object. I can not figure out what it is. There is a thrill of the unknown running through me. Welcome to my Knife play phone sex. 

With a flick the black becomes a handle to a 6 inch silver blade. You take the tip to my lips and watch as my pupils dilate. I can feel your cock grow and press against my leg. Slowly, dragging the knife down my chin to my collar bone. My breath quickens as you snag the fabric of my shirt with the tip of the blade. 

Quickly, you tear the fabric away using just the tip of that silver hard metal. You press the cod metal to my hard nipples, and my hips thrust towards your erection. There is still plenty of material left for you to cut away and you do not hesitate.

Torture Sex was My Punishment and I Took It

torture sexTorture sex was my punishment. No crying from me. No pleading or begging to be spared. I knew I was guilty. I accepted my punishment for the crimes of home wrecking and murder. I was put in an experimental prison. One that does not let you linger on death row for eternity. One that does not kill you humanely either. Again, I am a big girl and a pain slut. I did the crime, so I had to do the time. My executioner arrived to take me to my final experience in life. He was in a black mask with his face covered, so I could not see his identity. I was in my prisoner jumpsuit, which was promptly removed when he showed up in my cell to take me to meet my maker. He stripped me naked, put clamps on my pussy lips and nipples. He put a metal leash on the clamps and pulled me out of my cell like a dog. My execution was like something out of a snuff porn. I was injected with a drug that would kill me when I came. My orgasm would stop my heart. It was a just punishment. My executioner knew I was a pain slut. He knew how to arouse me. Even with the eminent threat of death, I was aroused when he started spanking my bare ass. His strong hands ran up and down my ass, squeezing my cheeks and smacking each cheek with a paddle and his hand. I was wet. He shoved his fingers in my cunt, pulled out a dripping finger and rubbed my cunt juice across my lips. He played with my tits whipping the left boob then the right one. Nipple clamps attached to the chain that was attached to my pussy lips, so he could yank the chain, and make me wetter. Every nerve ending was on fire. He worked fingers into my asshole and put a clothespin on my clit. Next thing he used was a Hibachi vibrator. Now, I was in trouble. Now, I was going to die. He turned it on full blast. With fingers in my ass, and that industrial sex toy on my clit, I had my last orgasm. As I came, I felt my heart tightening up. My executioner came on my face and tits in my final breaths. I came into this world a whore. I went out as a snuff sex whore too.

Snuff Movies Need the Right Victim and the Right Costar

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I often meet young girls and tell them they ought to star in snuff movies. What can I say? I have an eye for talent. During the summer, I am out every day scouting for new talent. School is out for the summer, and full of young, nubile girls for my amateur snuff flicks. I found the perfect little starlet over the weekend. I have not killed her yet, but that is only because I am waiting on the right accomplice. She deserves the perfect costar. She has big Bambi eyes. Natural blonde hair. Peaches and cream complexion. She is a cock tease and does not even realize it yet because she is so innocent. No doubt she is a virgin which means she will bleed like a stuck pig, and cry like one too. Sure, I can make a snuff porn without you. I do all the time, but when a director finds the right star for his or her picture, it worth waiting for the perfect costar.

When making a snuff film, you only get one shot at making your film perfect. She is in my basement. Right now, she is waiting for the perfect man to destroy her tiny virgin holes. She is definitely a screamer. She has been crying and screaming for her mother for days now while I search for her costar. I like them to cry and scream for a few days. Shows they have some fight in them. Where is the fun in killing and fucking the ones who just roll over and take what is coming. The best snuff sex victim screams, bleeds, fights and whimpers, and eventually begs to be put out of her misery. So, do you think you are the right accomplice? Would you really enjoying fucking a virgin cunt and ass, then helping to dismember and disembowel her with me?

Teen rape porn Pool Party

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Teen Rape porn reenacted will make you squirt a big juicy load! I and my slutty girlfriend amd baby sister are having the best vacation, staying in the pool and partying like the world is on fire! Imagine waking up and going out to the deck of your pool and finding a bunch of teen sluts stoned out of their mind playing in the water. Look at all those young bodies teasing you and giggling as you climb into the pool.  Aren’t you just so sick of all of these young hood rats judging you and laughing? That big man boner making a tent in your swim trunks didn’t go unnoticed by me and my friends. I see how angry you get and offer up some little tits as a tribute and start pulling the bikini off of my little sister. And now all you can see is that red demon of evil telling you that you deserve to fuck each little teen playing in the water. Not only that but you have a couple of friends who you know will help you fuck and destroy all of our pussies and asses. Your neighborhood wholelets have no clue what is about to happen to them, you pull out the cooler of beer and offer us a hit off of your bong. Our little dumb brains just think you want to party with us. I tell my girlfriend that I will blow you and she can watch as payment for your hospitality. And that might have worked on a normal man. But little did we know that your greatest fantasy was to make some rough sex Gangbang rape porn. And as I begin to climb out of the pool three other masked naked men surrounded the pool. We all are dizzy and feeling euphoric and as soon as my little sister gets pulled up to the pool stairs by one of the masked hornballs, I know we are in trouble. I try to scream and go to her, but my reflexes are too slow, and now Im the one kicking and screaming as I’m dragged up by my hair. Please I beg, let my sister go you can have me and my girlfriend. I look over and she is laying crossways over your lounge chair with a cock in her ass and a giant black eye already forming! All I know is my parents are going to kill me if you don’t!

Let’s Watch Snuff Flicks and Fuck!

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This may sound super strange to some of you, but my favorite genre of movie is Snuff movies. If you let me pick our date night I will probably pick this to start. 

I know that you are also a kinky little snuffer. Even if you try and pretend to be a vanilla boy the gore and violence excites you. Not in just the adrenaline kind of excites either. I know it turns you on. That is why we get along so well. Knowing that it is real makes my pussy throb. 

We should watch a snuff film together! Do you have a favorite? Send me that link and we can play it at the same time. A real movie date! We can masturbate to the film. I wonder if we will both explode as the violence escalates. It can be a really fun experiment to see how long we can both hold on. 

Snuff Phone Sex Legend

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex is the bulk of my calls. Guys love to abuse this red-headed milf. I am willing. Normally, I am too fucked up to give consent, but no is not something I say much. Some young boys from the neighborhood asked me if I wanted to party with them the other night. I thought maybe they needed me to buy them some booze. They were all young enough to be my sons. Apparently, they had all heard the rumors about me. Some of those rumors had some truth to them, and others were straight out of a fiction novel, but I enjoyed being part of the local folklore. The boys thought I starred in real life snuff movies. I had to explain to them that if I had, I would not be drinking with them right now. Sometimes, I wished I was dead because of the torture I have endured, but I have more than 9 lives clearly. We were getting high and drinking beer by a bonfire, when one teen boy got up and punched me. Sucker punched me. I never saw it coming. I thought these were just normal horny teen boys who needed an adult to buy them beer. They did need me to buy them beer, but they were a far cry from normal boys. These were violent boys who went Clockwork Orange on me out of nowhere. I fell backyards from the punch, landing in the dirt and the rest of them started kicking me while I was down. Some boy stomped on my head a few times until I was seeing stars and hearing a deafening ringing in my ears. While I was curled up in a ball on the dirt, they ripped my clothes off and showed me their violent rape phone sex fantasies. Young schoolboys just like my sons. But these boys had your dark desires. All night they fucked my pussy and my ass. They pissed on me. They beat me. They laughed at me. When they left, one of them said, maybe I would finally live up to my reputation as a snuff queen.

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The pain he caused me made sure that I never would leave his side. Snuff movies were one thing but then it became something else.  Little by little I became to see all of the stuff that he wanted the truth was that he was.  It began with a simple question “do you like really rough sex? ” At first  I didnt know what to say but then I went with it and said sure I’ve had thoughts. When I said that it was like i open the flood glates to a whole new world. We went from barely scratching the surface to going zero to 180. Before I knew it I was on my knees begging for all of his attention and letting him fuck me till i bled and was in agony.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies for Hire

murder phone sex fantasiesMurder phone sex fantasies for hire is a thing. I was made an offer I could not refuse. A woman paid me more money than I could dream of for a contract hit on her cheating husband. She is a former porn star I met by chance a few years ago and we became fast friends. She married this really rich oil tycoon’s son. The son never worked an honest day in his life, but he did not need to because he inherited his daddy’s money. The rumor always was that junior killed daddy for the money. He was overdue some karma. I think this former porn star married for love, but their union turned sour quickly. She has an airtight prenuptial, and the only way her and her son would get anything is in his death. I have met him a few times. Real piece of work. Wife beater. Woman abuser. Self-entitled prick. I was happy to kill him for her. I did it while she had an iron clad alibi. Her now dead husband has a thing for young blonde hookers. I was not young enough for him. But we did a bait and switch at a no tell motel. I posed online as a Lolita hooker. I have been in the seedy snuff porn world long enough to know a few things. How to make murder look like an accidental overdose. How to be a chameleon to get away with murder. How to hide the money trail. How to make a man look like a bigger deviant than he is. How to leave no DNA. Men have long underestimated me as a blonde bimbo. Her rich ex never saw it coming. I wanted to castrate him and shove his dick down his throat make it look like a sex killing, but it had to look like he was hiring a jailbait street hooker to party with and fuck and that he just partied too hard. And it did. When a rich man dies, his wife is always suspect number one. But with the right accomplice phone sex partner, the wife never is indicted in murder.