Category: Snuff porn

Stephanie the snuff phone sex lover

snuff phone sex

Snuff phone sex allows twisted fucks like myself the freedom to disclose our most evil desires. I have to admit that I really do get wet and hot when I’m listening to these men. The details are what make my cunt pulse and drip. Bones snapping, blood spraying and horrified screams are just a few of the things that turn me on. Any pain inflicted on others makes my cunt gush.

I just had a call with a man that I’m sure will end up on the news eventually. He’s a nasty freak with an obsession for little blonde bitches. This man spends every spare second of his time, cruising parks and playgrounds. The second he sees an unattended little one, he makes his move. He already had this one in the car and stripped down to her panties when he called me.

I could hear the muffled screams but I ignored them.

He talked about having her bound and gagged in the backseat underneath him. I rubbed my cunt while he described her tiny body and how he was going to use and abuse her. Every detail turned me on even more.

As he twisted and snapped her fingers I was playing with my horny cunt the whole time. Hearing him hurt the little bitch had me drenched and hotter than I’ve ever been.

He squeezed his hands around her tiny throat as hard as he could. “This makes their cunts grip tighter around my dick.” he said through grunts and gritted teeth.

I could hear popping, panting and gurgling and knew exactly what was happening. I didn’t need to be told that he was strangling the life from her while force fucking her little virgin cunnie. It was obvious by the sounds of his dick ripping into her.

The little fuck puppet was pale, limp and cold by the time he was finished stroking his dick with her. I stayed on the phone with him as he tossed her over the bridge. Her body splashed into the river below and he drove off on the hunt for his next victim.

A Female Snuff Porn Director Turned Me into a Gangbang Whore for Man’s Best Friend

snuff pornI worked with a female snuff porn director last night. That I think might have been a first. Most of the people in the seedy underworld of snuff films are men. Women usually serve as the stars of such films. However, they rarely exist behind the camera. So, when I heard she needed a mature woman for an underground film, I showed up for the audition. And I got the part.

She told me I looked perfect for the job too. This would be a mommy rape fantasy come to life on 8 mm film. My first mistake was assuming that with a female director this movie would not be violent. And my second mistake was agreeing to the gangbang rape porn aspect of the movie. I thought just a bunch of teen boys would fuck my pussy and ass. And I’ve experienced that many times in my life.

But only one of the costars for this gang bang movie walked on two legs. The rest looked like man’s best friend. Beasts from hell ravaged my fuck holes while my pretend son masturbated. Essentially this female snuff director takes boy fantasies and turns them into violent fantasies for other men to beat off watching.

Beast Porn I Hate, But I Do What I Need to Do for Coke

So, this violent pretend son wanted to watch all the neighborhood furry beasts ravage his mother. Gang bang the fuck out of her. Keep her holes gaped open. And humiliated too. At one point, my costar smeared peanut butter all over my body to attract the beasts from hell. And for a moment, I thought they might rip me to shreds. One of them bit my tit. What did they do starve these creatures before forcing them on me?

But I’m not a fan of four-legged creatures. As pets yes but as lovers, no. They don’t do it for sexual pleasure. Instincts for breeding not pleasure. And their little dicks feel like they have shards of glass taped to them. They hook inside of your womb and tear it from the inside out. So, by the time this little snuff sex video concluded, I looked like raw hamburger meat. My ass and my pussy bled. I could barely walk. And to think I thought a female director might be gentler on my fuck holes. That couldn’t have been further from the truth.

Domination Phone Sex is Hot When You Take Charge of ME!

Domination Phone Sex

Domination Phone Sex is so fucking hot when you take charge of me.

I can’t help but be a submissive little fuck when I’m around you.

Being a good little sex slave for you.

But sometimes you piss me off so bad with your demands, I want to turn around and dominate you.

Show you what it’s like on the other side of the ropes, when I hold the keys to the handcuffs.

I want you on your knees, completely submitting to me.

I want you to know that I will take what I want, and if I want your cock right now, it will be mine.

You are powerless over me when the mood comes over me, you drive to be held down and raped for you, thinking you have authority over me.

You are my little sex slave now, and your cook will be mine now.

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Domination Phone Sex Streams with My Son Gives Mommy a Violent Makeover

domination phone sexExtreme domination phone sex live streams make my son money. Plus, it gives me the best pink cocaine. I understand the trade-off with my son. The best cocaine around in exchange for a few broken ribs and a violent makeover. I’m always game because my son brings me the best cocaine ever. And when he arrived yesterday, I showed off the fresh injections in my lips. My son likes me getting those injections because it turns my lips into cock pillows. My son seemed extra stressed, and I know that one of his stress release mechanisms is to beat mommy beautiful.

With my fun bags on display, he turned them into punching bags quickly. As I teetered on stiletto heels, looking like a pencil within inflatable tires, he started to beat me beautiful. Pushed my head in the bowl of cocaine while he punched me in my kidneys. He would hold my head in the coke, while punching the sides of my face at the same time.

He managed to punch my eyes, my cheeks and my lips too. When he let me up for air, my face looked Geisha white with pink tinge from the cocaine, and you could see the bruises already appearing. It gave me a sort of glam look. The live stream started the moment he arrived, and I could hear the tip chimes pouring in as he punched all around my body.

My Son Loves Me. He Beats Me Beautiful So I  Can Enjoy Great Cocaine

But I’m his ass rape porn star too. And no live stream would be complete without some abuse of my prolapsed asshole. He started punching my prolapse before he decided to string me up by it. He tied a string around my prolapsed asshole and spun me around like a lasso. When I landed on the ground with a thud, he spit in my face and punched my jaw a few times. Of course, I forgot to take my teeth out, so he helped me until they flew across the room.

I’ll do anything for my skinny powder. He kicked me, punched me and even spit in my face before he grabbed me by that prolapse and dragged me across the room. Chimes poured in. I knew he needed my ass pipe. So, he grabbed my prolapse, pulled it taught, and put a zip tie on it to turn it into his private cock sleeve. But instead of regular lube, he used icy hot as the lubrication for his new flesh light/ass sleeve. Ouch. The icy hot burned through my prolapsed asshole as he pounded my prolapsed ass.

He lit mommy up like the Fourth of July punching every ounce of my body while he mutilated my prolapse with his cock. When I collapsed onto the floor, he body slammed me. He takes full advantage of me. As he continued to beat me beautiful, he told me I seemed like a natural bottom bitch. But everybody knows that’s true. Cocaine makes me stupid and easy.

Somebody Needs to Beat Mommy Beautiful

When I saw him pull out the plastic bag and fill it with some Coke, I knew he wanted suffocation phone sex. He loves to watch me try to snort all the cocaine in the bag while he fucks my prolapse and fists my cunt. If I pass out, he punches me awake and we do it again. This always makes the chimes pour in too. With a bag over my head, he punched my eyes until they swelled shut.

Then he used my prolapsed asshole as a handlebar and dragged me to the bathroom so he could drown me in dirty toilet water. He forced my head into the toilet and held it down while he fucked my prolapsed asshole. When he wanted to give me a breathing break, he would flush the toilet. And he periodically pissed in my mouth too. He turned me into his piss pig and kept trying to drown me in front of his life stream audience. And they appeared to eat it up based on the number of tips that poured in.

I Look Good with a Violent MakeOver

And for his final act of violence, he decided to fuck my piss hole. He loves to hammer my urethra. As he shoved his dick down the only tight hole I still possess, he let mommy up again. I felt some ribs cracking as he punched and fucked my pee hole. He loves giving mommy a violent makeover. According to him, it makes me look prettier. So, he just kept punching, fucking and drowning me in the dirty toilet water.

By the time our live stream concluded, I looked completely swollen with my skin already turning black and blue. He hate fucked mommy. Punched my face, my head, my kidneys. Pissed on me. Kicked me. Fucked all four holes violently. But I know my boy loves me. I’m his cash cow. I’m a guaranteed money maker for his live streaming audience. He left me with a nice big bowl of pink cocaine so I can lick my wounds until the next time he needs money, feels stressed or both.

Taboo phone sex makes nothing safe and everything nasty

Taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex sluts love to be evil. Dark, twisted desires consume my every thought as I cruise the streets, on the hunt for malleable flesh to mold into my twisted fantasies.

 

And torture is the best way to get off!

 

Sweet, innocent little sluts, so naive to the depraved world that awaits them. My boyfriend loves to destroy their purity too. Those little asses are beckoning us to corrupt and claim them as our own.

 

We get into the truck, and we’re off to find our next new doll to play with. I spot a promising target, her youthful form strutting down the sidewalk with an air of carefree innocence.

 

My stake-out eyes zero in, drinking in every curve and angle. She’s ripe for the taking, a juicy plum just begging to be plucked. A cute little redhead with skinny legs and milky, virginal skin. Her tits were perky and ass plump, just perfect for his cock.

 

With calculated precision, I swing the truck around, pulling up beside her with a guttural rev of the engine.

 

A wicked smile plays on my lips as I lean over and beckon her over. “Hey there, sweet thing,” I purr, my voice dripping with dark seduction. “Want to come for a little ride?”

 

Fear and confusion war with a flicker of curiosity in her eyes as she approaches the vehicle.

 

I reach out, trailing a finger along her delicate jawline, and her breath hitches. Damn, she’s even more delectable up close. The battle’s already been lost; her body is on the cusp of surrender, and I can almost taste the sweet surrender.

 

Once inside, the cab’s claustrophobic confines envelope us in a sphere of primal, unbridled sex. Hands roam, harsh breaths mingle, and the scent of arousal thickens the air.

 

The little slut quivers under my touch, a live wire ready to short-circuit into ecstasy. Fear gives way to forbidden desire as she submits to the darkness that surrounds her and my man’s cock.

 

It barely fit in her. I really had to force it in her. Good thing we are using her for Snuff sex. After he gagged her on his dick, I stuck it in her bald cunt and broke her neck while he was still inside her.

 

Babysitter phone sex leads to all sorts of sick fun

Babysitter phone sex always gets brutal with me. I look sweet and innocent, but I have done plenty of evil things.

I have to keep Master Daddy happy.Babysitter phone sex

He entrusted me with the task of selecting an innocent victim for his beastly desires. After some careful consideration, I settled on a helpless blonde girl with a flawless, hairless pussy – the perfect canvas for Daddy to ravage.

As we settled in for a night of homework and harmless bonding, the girl and I engaged in simple pleasures like braiding each other’s hair. But little did she know, her naive purity would soon succumb to depraved acts. My Master Daddy arrived, his hunger for young flesh insatiable.

With a cruel twist of fate, the blonde bitch found herself at the mercy of his monstrous cock. She cried out in agony as he plundered her unprepared pussy, her tiny cunt stretching to accommodate his girth. I watched with a mix of guilt and sinful arousal as Daddy mercilessly fucked the little bitch into a tear-stained, whimpering mess.

The sounds of her violated suffering were music that was chilling. He loves making them paralyzed with pure terror and his cock.

As the brutal pounding continued, the girl’s once bright eyes dimmed, her body becoming more limp with each thrust. As she lay spent and shattered, he filled her with cum and made me lick it out when I licked her cold Snuff sex pussy.

 

 

I Prefer to Be Your Accomplice Phone Sex Partner

accomplice phone sexI love accomplice phone sex. My motto will always be that it feels better to be the accomplice than the victim. At least when I’m the accomplice, I make money and I leave unscathed. But I can’t say that about our victim. Charlie and I go back over a decade. This man used to do unspeakable things to me. As my sadistic master’s right-hand man, sometimes I served as the carrot master tangled in front of him to get him to do something he didn’t want to do.

Most women would avoid a man who abused them for years. And trust me, I thought about it. I thought about telling him to take his money and shove it up his ass. But the only reason I’m still walking and talking is because I’m scrappy. My street smarts keep me alive. So, I know not to piss off certain people like Charlie.

Him, and my former master parted ways. So, I decided to give Charlie a chance to see how he would behave without my master there. And it turned out he seemed just as afraid of my master as me. And he apologized for all the things he did to me back then.

When he offered me 10 grand to kidnap a schoolgirl for him, I took a chance on him. And I took the money. I knew there would be more to this than simple kidnapping phone sex.  Charlie proved he needed me. I’m the reason he can get access to a young schoolgirl to fuck.

I Prefer to Be the Accomplice Over the Victim

His time with my former master, gave him a love for those young brat pussies. But since he lacks a pussy and tits, young girls instinctively don’t trust him. He needs a woman to gain access to young girls.

Last night I kidnapped my 10th girl for him. And he’s paid me close to $1 million over the past two years. That makes him my most profitable client. So, I do whatever I need to do to keep Charlie happy. This time, I brought him something even younger. And I could tell he liked my choice of victims because the moment he laid eyes on her he popped wood in his jeans.

This girl thought she might get a modeling contract but instead she got a lot of dick and eventually death. Stupid girl. Not my fault she trusted a strange woman. I put that on her parents for not telling her that women can be evil bitches too. Charlie fucked this little girl into oblivion. Shredded her pussy with his tree trunk cock. It made her bleed bright crimson red blood as he popped her cherry.

And The Only Reason I Am Still Breathing is Because I am Scrappy

This little girl starred in a teen rape porn and didn’t even realize it. She saw our faces, so she needed to die. But not before I filmed Charlie fucking her into oblivion. Charlie enjoys those tight little holes. The kind of holes women my age no longer possess. But when you are a grown man with a big dick and you fuck a tiny young girl, that cock will do some damage. No way could we let her live. Charlie choked her out and I buried the body in the woods.

Another girl bites the dust. Some girls can survive the brutal attacks conducted by me and my clients. So, in a way I’m just thinning the herd. Only strong girls survive. I survived. And now I’m helping men like my father and like my former master fuck up some young pussies and asses. Maybe you want to be my client next. Who should we hunt for?

Bondage Phone Sex Fantasies, I Can’t Say No To You!

Bondage Phone Sex

Bondage Phone Sex fantasies where you tie me up and make me beg.

The thick rope tying my wrists behind my back pulls my shoulders back.

My plump chest is out, and my breasts are ready to be bound as well.

I want to feel completely helpless when I’m with you.

You twist the rope around each breast and pull hard, making them just mounds for you to play with.

Next, you shackle my ankles far apart, exposing my cute little pussy to the world.

And no way to close my legs or say no….

And last but certainly not least, the contraption that keeps my mouth wide open for any and all dick that comes my way.

No matter how much I choke and gag, I won’t be able to stop you at all!

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Gangbang Rape Porn Star Blair Gets Recognized Anywhere

gangbang rape pornGangbang rape porn stars get recognized often. Men who like those dark underground snuff, kind of movies often recognize me. They’ve seen one of my underground films that I did so I could earn some coke money. So often when I’m minding my own business, some guy starts some trouble with me. Men don’t realize I only make those sorts of movies when truly desperate for cocaine money. But I don’t enjoy when men recognize me. At least not when they recognize me from those kinds of films.

And over the weekend, I decided to go to this local dive bar. Now I did not go there to score cocaine. For once I received enough cocaine last year a week. Guys bought me some drinks and we played some pool. Just sometimes I like the attention of other men. Although I do love my husband and our marriage appears solid, I like to flirt. Perhaps no woman exists who does not like the attention of younger men.

No Matter Where I Go, Some One Recognizes Me From Violent Films

A bunch of college men walked into this dive bar about an hour before last call. And I could tell by the way they looked at me that they recognized me. They appeared too old to know even my oldest teenage son. So, I knew they recognized me from my snuff porn days. They swarmed me by the pool table and started talking about what a good little cocksucker I appear to be. And then they whipped out their dicks and tried to skull fuck me at once.

I can handle a decent amount of dick, but six hard cocks in my mouth at once realigned my jaw. And they took in the back of the bar, and nobody did a damn thing to help me. Perhaps I didn’t want help. But I tried to fight them, nonetheless.

One of them pinned me to the pool table while his buddies ripped the clothes off my body. One of them thought it would be funny to stick a pool stick up my ass. And he rammed it in so deep it felt like it could come out of my mouth. He pulled it back out of my ass and shoved it in my mouth making me spit shine it.

Fighting Off My Attackers Never Works, So I Lay There and Take It Like a Good Whore

These boys could not have been any older than 22. And so full of rage and anger for a soccer mom. They took turns fucking my pussy and my ass on that pool table. Ouch. I could feel their cocks penetrating me. So, I just laid on that pool table like a rag doll. I’ve learned over the years to disengage until it’s over. Fighting never helps. And in the past the more I begged for mercy the rougher the men got with me.

So, I let those boys explore their rape phone sex fantasies for me on a pool table in the back of a dive bar. At one point, they invited the other men in the bar to come fuck me too. It seemed like it went on forever and perhaps it did. But eventually it ended, and I collected my torn clothes and my battered body and got my ass back home. However, I know one of these days I might not be so lucky. I might not ever be able to go home after a vicious attack because I know I’m running out of my nine lives.

Torture Sex Leads To My Ultimate, Devastating Bliss

First off, I crave the edge where pain twists into ecstasy. Ultimately, Torture sex is the greatest. With my body begging for torture that pushes me to the brink.

Tonight, in this shadowed room, my lover binds my wrists above my head with rough rope. In fact, the fibers bite into my skin as he tightens the knots.

Then he circles me like a predator, his eyes dark with hunger. Like a good whore, I arch my back, offering my naked form—breasts heaving, nipples already hard peaks aching for his touch.

Ultimately, he starts slow, trailing a leather whip across my thighs, then cracks it against my ass, the sting exploding like fire. Of course, I gasp, pussy clenching with wet need, juices dripping down my inner legs. But I still need more, ‘More,’ I whisper, my masochistic core throbbing.

Torture Sex is What I Crave

Undeniably, he obliges, lashing my back, each strike reddening my flesh, drawing thin lines of blood that trickle warm. Now, pain surges through me. However, it fuels my Snuff sex desires. With the heat building between my legs, I grind my hips against nothing, desperate for friction.

Next, he drops the whip and grabs my throat. With fingers digging into my windpipe, he laughs. Essentially, strangulation grips me, air cut off as he squeezes, my vision blurring at the edges.

Instinctively, I buck against him, lungs burning, but my clit pulses wildly. Finally, he forces two fingers into my soaking pussy, thrusting hard while choking me tighter.

Moreover, stars burst behind my eyes; asphyxiation heightens every sensation. Bringing my pussy clamping down on his invading digits as orgasm builds in suffocating waves.

‘You’re mine to break,’ he growls, releasing just enough for a ragged breath. Once that little bit of air is gasped in my lungs, he slams his cock into me.

Effectively, he pounds relentlessly, hand back on my neck, cutting off my air again. After all, strangulation phone sex is what I crave.

Now, I convulse, body on fire, the taboo thrill of snuff play making me wetter. Then he strangles harder, my face purpling, pussy spasming around his thick shaft as I cum violently. Ultimately, squirting over his balls. But he doesn’t stop. Simultaneously fucking through my blackout haze, until he floods me with hot seed. Now my final gasps,  a symphony of dark fantasies bliss.

Torture Sex

In this fantasy, death dances close, but release pulls me back—addicted to the torture that makes me alive.