Category: Snuff porn

Sex with dead bodies isn’t forced on me anymore

Sex with dead bodies Sex with dead bodies is such a sweet taste. The cool touch of rigor mortis on my skin. The stench of death in my nostrils. When my Master Daddy found me, he forced me to do all kinds of horrific things. At first, I was so scared and didn’t even want to touch a corpse. But now, I look forward to being a necro whore for him.
Sometimes he kills them, and then I fuck them. If I am a very good girl, I get to squeeze the life out of them with my pussy. It takes a long time to suffocate my victims, since I have a little pussy and ass, but I don’t mind. I straddle them, in a sixty-nine position, and put all my weight in my ass so they can’t breathe. I lick and suck the little virgin’s pussy so I can make her cum before she dies.
My Master Daddy loves to have his cock inside them right at the time of death. All of their muscles constrict, and those pussies are ungodly tight! And when they’re stiff, I hop on that dead pussy and ride to show Daddy I’m his best Snuff sex porn whore!

 

Snuff Porn Dates Never Go as Planned and The Men Die

snuff pornIf I dated, my ideal date would be to watch snuff porn until we felt like we had to go from watching it to making it. Here is why I no longer “date.” Last guy I went out on a date with watched some snuff flicks with me knowing I am a dominant sadist and not some submissive whore. But he misread all the cues. He saw cues that were not there.

He tried to make me his snuff flick doll. So, I put him down. Then I fed him to the wildlife that relies on me for food. And that was the 6th consecutive man who attempted that. Stupid men. So, I gave up on men as lovers. Now they can either be my victims or my accomplices. But I no longer fuck men because I find most of you worthless anyway. Plus, I get my sexual gratification from killing and castrating men.

So, when John told me we should watch snuff movies and fuck, I told him we could find a young girl for him to fuck, and we could snuff her together after he fucked her. That could be the only option. He agreed to my terms. And it seemed to be going along perfectly until it didn’t go along perfectly. This so-called accomplice fucked the girl we kidnapped together. I watched and filmed it. He had a splendid time.

I am Always Prepared for Men to Act Like Idiots

And I watched him strangle the life out of her after he came too. Everything seemed good. Until the idiot thought he could fuck me next to her corpse. Now, I have no problem fucking a guy next to dead or dying body. But that was not our agreement. And he thought he could fuck and kill me too. Nope. Not how I operate. But luckily, I am always prepared for men to act like the world revolves around them and they can get what they want.

A carefully placed knife on my body thwarted his plans. Kind of thwarted mine too. I looked forward to showing him how I get rid of the killer phone sex bodies. But instead, I fed two bodies to the wildlife out back. Although I am never shocked that men think they can have any woman they want, I am still hopeful that one of these days I will meet a man who has a brain and knows how to use it in my presence.

Domination Phone Sex Sometimes Puts This MILF Slut in Charge

domination phone sexWhen I get domination phone sex calls, I am always the slave, the victim, or the human punching bag. Men love to dominate me. Abuse me. Use me. Even destroy and snuff me. But this time, a man propositioned me. A big bag of coke and a few grand in my pocket too in exchange for dominating his daughters. Me? A chance for me to rule two young teen girls? Hell, yes, I told him.

I met him at this house he rented in a fake name. This guy went through a lot of effort so his daughters would not know daddy orchestrated their abuse. He created a fake ID with all the matching paperwork. When you have his kind of money you can get whatever you want from a fake driver’s license to a rent a whore to molest your daughters while you watch.

He kidnapped his own girls on their way home from a friend’s house. Plus, he disguised his voice and altered his looks with a mask. No way his daughters would realize daddy organized their teen rape porn debut. However, I felt exposed. But finding a red headed milf when you do not know her name is like finding a needle in a haystack.

He instructed me ahead of time what to do. Force them to kiss each other and eat each other’s pussies. They cried and begged me not to do it, even going as far as to suggest they worship me instead. But this was not my show. And I do as I am told if I want the coke and cash. I always want both.

Sometimes, I Get To Dominate Young Girls

After they played with other, I played with them. Licked their wet bald cunts. Finger fucked their cunts and their assholes. Eventually, I fisted both girls too. Daddy never touched them. I don’t think you could show such restraint. But Daddy did not want a snuff porn. He just wanted to jack his cock to his young teen girls getting abused by me. A sexy milf. The wife he wished he had.

By the time our fun ended, both girls seemed all cried out, visibly shaken and terrified. This scarred them for life. But to protect myself from daddy just in case he turned me in, I recorded our conversations about what he wanted me to do to his own daughters. It felt good to be in the driver’s seat for once holding all the cards.

Snuff porn addiction and Breath play

I never knew Trevor was into Snuff porn, until now. ( this is part 2, for part 1 click here) he took his hands off of my throat, and leaned over smacking my swollen pussy. ” Im going to show you what they do in those movies”. He slapped it over and over until it burned and my pussy juice spattered on my thighs more with each blow. Trevor also pinched my nipples with his fingernails, hard, digging his nails into my nips until they bled. I screamed, but my snatch remained wet.

Trevor told me to stay still on the bed while he plundered through my room and the rest of my house, he came back with an arm load of stuff. He bound my wrists with a cord,  cinched my dogs leash around my neck, duct tapped my mouth shut,  clamped my bleeding nipples with alligator clamps and zip tied my ankles to my bed post. I couldn’t breathe and that excited him.

I stared at the ceiling, crying. Trevor mocked me, his hard cock throbbing and I cried harder ” Shut the fuck up, you dumb cunt! Ill fucking kill you” Then he showed me the knife ” See this whore, I’m going to use your holes and then Im  going to slit your throat unless you do what I say” My scream muffled, and I nodded.

Trevor had already used my mouth, and he was going to carry out his rape fantasy on my other holes. He took away all my air for what felt like forever. His cock slammed in and out of my pussy so fast as he choke fucked me. He fucked my pussy just enough to get his dick a little wet before shoving it deep and almost dry into my ass. I squealed as he pounded my asshole. He ripped my ass apart. The blood letting made it easier for his dick to assault my ass hole. I cried and screamed while he used my hole, until he flooded it with cum. My blood and his cum mixed, and he fell on top of me in a heap and went to sleep.

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Knife Play Phone Sex is Messy But Versatile

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex is versatile and messy. But I like my kills messy. And knives provide me with different ways to kill and torture. Knives can stab, jab, slice, dice, cut, slit, penetrate, carve and gut a person. I can control if you live or die with a knife. However, guns do not offer such an array of options. And that’s okay. Guns are for cowards. That’s what I say anytime some suggests I kill with a gun instead.

It takes skill and patience to murder or torture with a knife. Sure, I could shoot your balls off, but you might lose your life that way. And I find no joy in a quick kill. None. I need prolonged torture. It seems more satisfying to me. Knives work best with castration phone sex. And I remove a lot of balls. I have a collection of over 100 nuts in jars in my basement. Perhaps, to an outsider they seem like trophies. In a way they are. But their purpose is not to relive my torture sessions. It’s to remember and practice my techniques.

Your Balls are a Privilege. And I Can Revoke Your Privileges Any Day

I can see my knife marks and see the progression of my skills. Essentially, I went from very jagged marks to clean slices. No hesitation marks anymore. Lately, I seem to be castrating men more often. But this toxic masculinity where men think they own, and control women needs to dissipate quickly. I encounter more and more men who do not deserve their testicles. Balls are a privilege to have. But like anything, if you do not use them for good, I will take them away permanently.

Oscar, I met at a dive Goth bar. I caught him spiking drinks. And that shit don’t fly on my watch. So, I revoked Oscar’s man card. Took his balls in a bold torture sex move. I castrated him in the women’s bathroom of this bar. Put his balls in my purse and left him to bleed out on a dirty bathroom floor. I popped his balls into a Ziploc bag, tucked them in my purse, and walked right out of the bar while Oscar lay bleeding on the bathroom floor. But I did not end the torture there. I bar hopped and came home with 5 more pairs of balls. Productive evening.

Captured Little Blonde Bitch

Torture Sex

I have these rape fantasies where I kidnap a little blond slut. She’s sweet and tender and soft. She has this beautiful bald little cunt and small tits. she looks just like a fucking barbie doll. I chain her so she is standing on her tiptoes. Her tears have stained her face, and more are falling down her cheeks. I have a live feed on the dark net. I need to feed these monsters and me. I begin by slashing open her back and peeling the skin away. Her screams are so beautiful. I grab her hips and ram in her virgin asshole tearing it open and making her scream and bleed as I shove it in and out of her ass. I laugh and plunge my blade into her over and over again. I love witching the fear in her eyes as she realizes what is about to happen. I scream hail Satan and watch as the light leaves her eyes. I tell everyone I’ll do another video with her body because I just love fucking dead bodies. Maybe I’ll make someone fuck her while I watch. Regardless all she’ll be known as is another runaway teen.  Too bad she ran straight into my waiting arms. It’s so easy to convince them to sneak out and move in with you. I just love the internet it’s made hunting dumb sluts so much easier

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Even Women Have for Men Too

rape phone sex fantasiesWomen have rape phone sex fantasies too. And not just for young girls or other girls. Men too. And I know what you are thinking. How could I ever force a man to fuck me. He would be willing to fuck me because men do not turn down free pussy. Mostly true. There have been a few men to slip through my fingers. And then there are men I just want revenge on.

And this week one of the men I have long fantasized about hurting walked into a dive bar where I was enjoying boxed wine with a friend. Although I knew who he was instantly, he remained clueless. Back then he knew me as a young teen girl with no tits and black hair. Today, I am a buxom blonde. One of my dad’s old drinking buddies who loved to pretend that I was his private teen rape porn star. He has not seen me in 28 years approximately.

Revenge is a Dish Best Served with a Side Order of Torture

And he drank a lot back then. I felt confident he would not remember me. So, I introduced myself as Marie and asked if I could buy him a beer. Of course, I spiked the second beer. I know my dosages and timing. As soon as we got back to my place, the roofie kicked in and he passed out. But we woke up, tied to my bed with me fucking his ass with a huge strapon. This is how I force fuck a man for revenge. Give him a dose of his own medicine.

Still under the influence of the roofie, he could not fight me well. Plus, I know how to tie a knot. I had him secure. No way could he get loose from me. As I forced a huge dildo in and out of his ass, I told him why I chose him to drug and fuck. He looked like he had seen a ghost when he realized I was the girl he treated like an ass rape porn doll almost 30 years ago. I screamed the word karma at him as I continued to fuck his ass up good. Payback feels so rewarding.

And I got my payback. I should have killed him, but I wanted the emotional scars to linger like they did for me. Did I mention that I super glued razors to the dildo, so every time I thrust into his ass, I cut him. Yeah, I made him bleed. And I made him regret the day he ever took advantage of me.

Ass rape porn gets covers us in our victim’s filth

Ass rape porn Ass rape porn accomplice has such a sweet ring to it. I guess that’s because I’ve always been drawn to the darker side of life. The thrill of the taboo, and the satisfaction of leaving a mark on this world – these are the things that drive me. The way they beg and plead for mercy, only to be silenced by our brutal hands, is the only way I cum.
I’m not an ice queen, I’m a brutal goddess from the depths of Hell, and these little victims that I guide your cock into are the sacrifices. The way their eyes widen in terror as they realize there’s no escape. The way their bodies convulse in ecstasy and agony, as we defile them in ways they never thought possible.
Our little Snuff sex victim will be on all fours, with your cock deep inside her asshole. You know that little hole can only take so much, so a mess is to be expected. She’s going to have an accident all over your cock, but I don’t mind cleaning it up. Before I do, stick your shit covered cock in her pussy and get it bloody too.

Bloody phone sex makes me bleed and cum Daddy

Bloody phone sexMy cunt is throbbing for Bloody phone sex! It’s like it’s about to detonate a live grenade. Each pound from your cock making my pussy suffer feels so right. I know it defies logic, but when you push me to the edge of delirium, everything is right in the world. This sick, twisted pleasure is what I crave!
You took your buck knife and slashed at my mound. All the blood flowing from my pussy made me lightheaded. I don’t want to die, I want to serve you as your slave, but if I do, I hope your cock is inside me. I’ll forever be at the mercy of your twisted whims, my Master.
Our bond is from the darkest depths of your depraved mind, where the lines between life and death, pleasure and pain, are blurred into an indistinguishable haze. It’s a Snuff wonderland, where the measure of a good time is the crimson stream that paints my skin as I succumb to the most brutal, sadistic acts imaginable.
Fuck, yes! Cut my fucking pussy open and pound that bloody cock in there! Make me bleed for you, Daddy! I want to serve you forever, to be your loyal cumdump and bleeding slut. Keep me alive, and we’ll make some hot, messy teen Snuff porn that’ll make the world shake with its obscenity!

Ass Rape Porn Star Blair Both Fears and Loves Her Son

ass rape pornAn ass rape porn star gets desperate for coke. My boy has not been around in over a month. And it has been a blessing and a curse. A blessing because my frail old body and fuck holes need a chance to heal when he goes MIA. But when he goes MIA, mommy does not get that good coke. His pink coke is the best.

So, I have been going to this glory hole on the wrong side of town to blow men for money. At this glory hole the suggested tip is $20. Sometimes guys pay me more. But sometimes, they pay nothing. Depending on the day, I can make a couple hundred dollars, or I can make nothing sucking cock.

Late last night, this big cock shoved through the hole and my old toothless mouth sucked it bone dry. I even pushed his balls into my mouth. When I take out my teeth, I can swallow your cock and balls like a good taboo phone sex whore. I vacuum sucked the cum out of that big dick. And I had hoped I would get at least $20. But I got something better. The guy on the other side slipped me a bag of pink coke. And for a moment, I thought how great.

A Reprieve from My Son is a Blessing and a Curse

Then I heard a voice say, “Get you skinny ass over here mom.” And then I realized I just blew my own boy. I hurried over to the other side hopping for more coke, but my boy sucker punched me, then dragged me by my red hair out of the building and into his truck. Of course, I had to blow him on the drive home. I snorted lines of coke off his cock. And he choked me while viewers watched the live stream in the van. Truckers passed us and saw my boney body bobbing up and down his cock.

He forced me to push out my prolapsed asshole so any trucks that passed us would see his cock sleeve dangling out my asshole. When we got to his place, he zip tied my asshole and carried me like a bowling ball into the house. He had a finger in my prolapsed asshole, and one in my cunt. I knew I was in trouble. He tossed me inside the house, and I sailed across the floor, crashing into furniture. I think I cracked some ribs.

My boy used my prolapsed asshole like his personal cock sleeve. And his streaming audience ate it up. When he put the plastic bag over my head, I knew I was in trouble. Big trouble. Although I had a few holes for air and coke in the bag, it still felt like suffocation phone sex gone wrong. As I tried to breathe in the coke, my makeup smeared on the inside of the bag and my face.

Sometimes, I Think My Boy Wants to Kill His Mother

My son forced his cock in my prolapse while affixing a zip tie to my neck so I could not breathe at all. He got me to the brink of passing out, then hurled a few side punches to my face to keep me awake for the torture. And my old body began twitching. He would let me breathe for a few seconds, then bury my face in coke, then put the bag back on my head and repeat the process until I looked purple in the face.

Although he is my family, he scares me with his level of violence. I try to focus on the coke and get as much as I can. He fucked me while punching my entire body with his tightened fists. He lifted me up like a bowling again to toss me across the room.  I went flying in the air. But I bounced off the wall and crashed on the coffee table. Blood poured from my head. However, no sympathy from my son. He just punched me some more.

While down on the floor, he stomped on my prolapse, then he fisted it. He lifted me up in the air like a puppet. And forced my head on his cock. My old toothless mouth gummed him until he exploded his cock snot down my throat. What a workout. But I got a big bag of coke. The good shit too. So, I can nurse my wounds like I always do after a night partying with my boy.